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Take pussy. Authors note: This is the first of a series of stories based on events during the 1970’s. Though these stories can not be properly called historical, nor can they be called fiction. Rather they are distilled memories of my life and the life of friends and family during those heady days between the sexual revolution and the backlash of the 80’s. So they fall into the Hollywood category “based on a true story”. A factual framework has been filled with details that are fuzzy memories at best, hopefully making an entertaining story. Comments and suggestions are always appreciated: pat_tomason@hotmail.com Byron and Angie The high school freshman was flustered but trilled. She was clearly talking to him
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Why? He hadn’t a clue, girls never even noticed him, let alone talked to him. With a combination of a spark of his own self worth and a flame of adolescent hormones was surging over Byron and he just let it take him for a ride. The Commodores “Brick House was wrapping up in the high school cafeteria, now acting as disco hall. It was the spring of 1978, disco was king, but Byron, a self-proclaimed nerd, didn’t listen to disco, he much preferred what he and his friends called ‘real’ rock: Cream, the Stones, the Beatles and such. Through the heavy bass she tried to communicate with him. He aggressively rejected all things disco and wore his hippy clothes with pride, if to the derision of the ‘in’ crowd, but now a girl said she wanted to know if he wanted to dance. He only knew her from an Algebra class they shared. He name was Angie, and she was a sophomore and sat in the second row on the left


The only time he’d spoken to her was on two occasions when Mrs. Wilcox had put them in the same review group for the two days at the end of first semester. She had been nice, but as always he was shy and tried to just blend into the background. Angie on the other had was bubbly and friendly, but not too good at Algebra, at which Byron was a whiz, so she drew him into the study group despite his reluctance. Though he tried to not let it show, her kindness to him on those two occasions had hit a nerve in the shy but studious boy. A girl noticed him and was nice to him
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That was a first. For a good month after that she filled his mind during his marathon masturbation sessions that took him late into the night. It was not that Angie was a knock out, because she wasn’t. Perhaps her plainness is what gave him the courage to fantasize about her. Her plainness and the fact she, like him, favored the oversized, out of fashion clothes of the pre-disco era. She was about 5’ 2” and, though not fat or even big, but in the old army jacket she usually wore, she was more round shaped, or was she normal sized but being short it just appeared that way. Byron had absolute no experiences on which to base any conclusions. The only naked girls he’d seen came from his stash of his dad’s Playboy’s and Penthouse’s he’d absconded from a box in his parents’ closet. It was the late 70’s, the sexual revolution was at it’s height


His sex-ed course at Jim Bowie High, in suburban Dallas, taught all the good things about sex but hardly even mentioned the option of abstinence (that would one day become the only option in that kind of course). His favorite female teacher, the debate coach, wore skintight jumpers to school that showed off her hot body, and AIDS, would not appear for several more years. On the other hand, it was long before cable, the internet and before over the air TV even touched nudity or sex. So sex was seen as positive and open, but at the same time access to sexual material for 15 year old boys was as difficult as it had been a generation before. As such, Byron longed to try out his newly acquired sexual equipment but, given his age, shyness and lack of macho, it seemed like a remote dream. Angie looked better than he ever remembered her in class. Her hip-hugger jeans and cable knit sweater indicated that rather than being shaped like a potato as she usually did in class, she had massive tits and just wore baggy clothes that hit that fact. All these thoughts raced through his mind in the second after she made her way though the crowded school cafeteria after she had asked Byron if he wanted to dance. Hiding both his surprise and his excitement, Byron just said “Sure” and she lead him out to the dace floor, which of course was just he middle of the cafeteria. Her take charge attitude toward their dancing as the opening bars of “Staying Alive” blared, was a relief to him.
He and Angie lined up with the others and began to go through the steps of “The Hustle” which he had learned last year in gym class. This was one of the two disco songs to which he had learned the steps. He tried to swagger and strut, but he just felt silly. He relived when the next song was “Three Times a Lady”, a slow song. This wasn’t the first time he’d slow danced with a girl, but it was the second. The other time had been in 7th grade, and back then he didn’t have a 6 and 1/2 inch penis rock hard filling the front of his pants (and yes, he had measured it more than a few times). How could he help getting a boner, she pulled him close, so her breasts pressed against his chest
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He was aroused but mostly scared, what was he to do now? Songs came and went, Some fast songs, but the slow songs were the best. The longer they danced the more she rubbed up on him, even holding his butt in hands, to which he reciprocated and ran his hands over the taunt denim. He explored looking for panty lines, but found none. Was she panty-less? H knew he’d felt her bra strap under the sweater, but … no panties? WOW! On the fourth slow song he got up the courage to cup her right breast over the sweater. He tensed waiting for rejection, but instead she looked into his eyes and, for the first time in his life, he got the “kiss me” look from a girl. He responded and he tried to follow her lead with lips and lounge, though he knew he must be the worst kisser ever


They kissed off and on (when the chaperones were on the other side of the room) for an hour. He even managed to slip his hand down the back of her pants, and sure enough there were no panties and he touched her bare buns. The dance ended and her father picked her up in front of the school, but not before she had put her hand full on the front of his pants to feel the stone shaft beneath his denim. “Can I call you when I get home? Sure, and he quickly gave her the number to the ‘kids” phone at his house. Bryon had a sister and brother; they both used the phone so much his parents had installed a second line upstairs just for the kids. Byron rarely used it
But tonight…. His mom picked him up a few minutes later. Despite her persistent inquires about his night, he only would cop to “I danced with a friend from my Algebra class He still had not lost his erection when the phone rang in the upstairs hallway. They talked for three hours, he was amazed. First he never talked to anyone for more than five minutes and he’d never talked a potential girlfriend like that. They talked again on Saturday and on Sunday and then … for the first time ever, he and a girl sat at lunch together. Well, he and Angie and her girlfriends- her sophomore girl friends. Did he have a girlfriend? He had arrived. Each day at lunch they sat together and in the afternoon, as soon as he got home each day, they began talking on the phone and talked till his sister demanded the phone, which was at 5:00 every day. The first few days it was just mundane talk, but evidently she wanted to say more and on Thursday said “You kiss good


You really turned me on.” Byron was taken aback, but not unpleased to hear what she was saying. He had wanted to ask what she had thought but was not going to bring it up. “Me too” he lamely replied. I know” she said in her normal perky voice “I could feel your hard-on every time we slow danced. Really?” he was genuinely incredulous Yea- how could I miss it, it’s not like you’re a shrimp.” Again Byron was at a loss for words so he said nothing. After a few minutes of silence Angie asked “Did I say something wrong? No” Byron quickly retorted “It’s just, I….. I …
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Just don’t know what to say. I’ve never talked to anyone like this before. You mean you didn’t tell your friends you felt me up? No, of course not. And it’s not like I went very far.” He said defensively You didn’t have to tell them that part. But you didn’t tell them anything? I told my friends what we did.” She said, then added “And what I hope we will do Once again, Byron felt he was out of his depth and once again the more experienced Angie took up the slack. “Didn’t you like me? I know we didn’t do much, but I thought you liked touching me? Byron, ready or not had to respond now, as he was sitting in the upstairs hallway, he talked very quietly and said “I mean, like, you have great tits, but I didn’t know if that was polite to say? You like them? Really?” she asked Hell ya, how could I not, they are amazing. It was so cool for you to let me touch them, it was the most exciting thing I’ve ever done” he babbled on. If you liked that, next time though, you need to get a little more aggressive and I can promise I would have let you go further” she said gently Really?” He asked “You would, like how far? I don’t know, it’s not like we could have gone all the way right there, but there will always be next time.” She said Byron tried to sound mature, and besides now he was turned on
“Yea, next time, I’ll be ready. To do what?” she shot back His bluff was called. The truth was he hadn’t the slightest idea of what he would do. His hoped his saving grace would be the fact that he had read a lot of the stories in his dad’s magazines, he’d try to act like he’d thought them up. He didn’t know if they would be what she wanted but he didn’t have any other idea of what to do. After moving as far down the hallway, away from his siter’s room, as he could, he began quietly and tentitivly “I’d kiss you neck and unbutton your shirt. Then I’d undo your bra I guess I should tell you, the only time I ever wear a bra is at school and stuff like that” she interrupted. Really? Your mom doesn’t make you or something? Na, she doesn’t believe in them; women’s lib and all that
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She didn’t buy me one until she got a call from school telling her that I needed to start wearing one. She was going to make a big fuss about it, but my step-dad talked her out of it. Wow, my mom is liberal but not that much. I’m sure she wouldn’t let my sister go around braless if she was built like you Angie laughed but continued her line of thought “oh, and she’d had me on the pill since last spring Have you needed it?” Byron asked, he had been curious how experienced she was. She didn’t hesitate “Yea, right off I wanted to try out the sex thing, so I told this guy, Sam, who lived up the street that I was on the pill and wanted to try out sex. He was a senior and we went into his garage and he did me there, it was over in like three minutes Did you like it?” he asked It was over so fast, I didn’t even get to begin to warm up. The he was such a jerk about it, the next week he invites me in while his parents were out and we do it on the living room floor, but just like before it was over before it had even begun
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And what was worse he changed the way he talked to me. I’d know him since I was like in 3rd grade and he’d always been nice, but after we did it the first time, he was just mean, like I was dirt. I let him do me one more time, but after that I told him no more. I don’t think he talked to me once in the six months before he went off to college. That kinda left me gun shy, or should I say dick shy. Byron laughed. I decided that although my mom didn’t care if I had sex She knew? Oh, yea, she and I are open about that kind of stuff. But, she leaves those decisions up to me, and I decided I’d wait for a guy I really liked before I did it again. So did you find a guy?” Byron asked, hoping he knew the answer. Yea, he’s kinda a geek, but he’s my kind of guy. We are in the same algebra class A geek?” he asked playfully Well, yea, but a cute geek, that has really grown up this school year That he knew was true, not only had he outgrown two pairs of pants since the school year began, not to mention the fact he now was shaving once a week and that 6 1/2 inch thing had added something like the last inch and a half since school began. He decided to push his boundaries “I guess your last grab Friday night showed you how grown I’ve become. Oh, I had noticed long before that, we had been dancing pretty close.” She cooed “I look forward to getting a closer inspection soon. Their conversation that day and the next few days become more explicit
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Byron knew he had to find some privacy, and had found a way to thread the phone cord around the corner so he could hole up in the storage room while he talked to his new, first, girlfriend. Starting that very first time in the storage room, his right had jacked off his dick while he held the phone with his left, though he was careful not to climax while she was on the phone, nor did he tell her what he was doing until on Tuesday night (almost 2 weeks after the dance) she said “Do you know I played with myself the last two nights while we talk about sex? By now his reticence had fallen to his excitement “I’ve been doing it too! Are you doing it now? Yea” she said So am I, tell me what your doing?” he asked We’ll take turns” she replied Cool Well” she said taking a breath “I’m laying on my bed. I’ve taken off my panties and I’m rubbing my clit.” Byron got a 100% on the test that covered the female body parts, and knew that the clitoris was important to a girls arousal, but wasn’t sure what that exactly meant, but he knew from his reading his dad’s magazines that it was good. “My night shirt is pulled up to my waist. If you were here you would see my pussy is right out in the open
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What about you? Like I told you, there is no phone jack in my room, I’m in the storage room at the end of our upstairs hallway. It’s a pretty big room, filled with boxes and a couple of old dressers just used to store things. I’m just sitting on the floor, with my jeans open and my dick pulled out. What are you doing with it?” she asked Moving my hand up and down it. Like you were fucking me? Yea, but it would be so much better doing it in you” He even surprised himself when those words rolled from his lips. For me too” she said earnestly, he thought he heard her breathing hard. Are you going to cum?” he asked. He knew the vocabulary far better than the real thing. Not yet, but soon” she said “I think I’ll get naked, and imagine you are watching me. I wish I were. There was a brief shuffling noise as she put down the phone. Muffed by distance he heard her say


“I’m taking off my night shirt” Then she evidently picked up the phone again. “I’m lying on my bed, completely naked, and my legs are spread for you. He could only gurgled an incoherent reply Would you fuck me?” she asked “If you were here? Oh yea for a long time?” her breaths were louder. Yes, for hours Yes, for hours” she repeated “Fucking me for hours” as her breathing became louder. “Hang on, I need both hands” she said. He could still hear her but not as clearly, her words became more disjointed and and higher pitched “Yes. In me! Yes! Deep! ……. Yes ……. Cumming! …….ahhhh…
ahhh…..’ then the words were unintelligible for a bit fore she evidently picked up the phone. She was breathing very hard “I put two fingers all the way in …….pretending it was you……..damn it was good…… came had He was furiously working his penis with his hand. She spoke again after a minute or two, much more in control. “That was hot. Did you hear me cum? Now it was his turn to be breathless “Yea, it was the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard. Now, I want to hear you cum for me.” She said “imagine you are standing over me watching me cum. You can see my titties and my pussy as you jack off. His orgasm exploded. He almost dropped the phone as the first convulsion spewed a long stream of milky fluid half way across the room. You came?” her voice came from the phone “You did
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Didn’t you? That was the first of many sessions of what would, a decade later, be called phone sex, and as it turned out it was be weeks before they would get a chance to be alone long enough to put any of their words into action.. They were students at Jim Bowie High School, a new suburban school outside Dallas. The trouble was that she lived just a mile or so south of the school and he lived almost ten miles south east, and neither of them could drive. Almost four weeks after the dance, Byron rode is bicycle to school and before heading home after school he stopped by Angie’s. It was now or wait until she returned from New Jersey after spring break, which started after school the next day. Riding his bike down a quite street he took little notice of the neighborhood, focused only on the house numbers. As a teenager, he didn’t take any notice of the type or strata in the world of suburban middle class her family inhabited. Had he noticed he would have known that, although he lived in nice middle class neighborhood, this neighborhood was decidedly more wealthy. What he did notice when he found the right house, was that her father was home, that was unusual for Byron’s world in which fathers worked executive jobs and were rarely home before six of seven


He was riding mower, across the large lawn. It was early spring, and in the Dallas area that meant it was hitting the high 70’s and even 80’s during the day and the grass had been growing for some time. Angie answered the door, and right off he knew she had told the truth that she did not wear bra’s at home. She stood in the door with a crop top and cut-offs. The hem of the crop top stood off from her bare midriff a good 3-4 inches, competing for his attention were two very obvious nipple budges in the light fabric of the top. With her stomach bare, it was, for the first time clear to Byron that she, other than her tits, was very small. Contrary to how she appeared at school, her waist was very small, and had he been more experienced, he would have been able to articulate that her hips were also slim. What he did see, what he was drawn to was the fact that her bust dominated her figure
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He did not realize he was staring at her tits until she said “I guess you like how I look”. Embarrassed, he looked up and forced himself to look her in the eyes. “I’m sorry…” he stumbled. Why? If you hadn’t noticed, then you should have apologized.” And she moved in for a hard, deep kiss. He could feel the soft flesh of her chest compress across his chest. He so wanted to just reach under her shirt and grab them, but he did not. Several minutes and a good grab of her ass that was not quite contained by the nearly legless cut-offs. “Is this how you always dress at home?” he asked as she ushered him in. Well, not exactly. The shirt is really too small for me and I usually just wear it to bed, but I thought you would like it. I do, lots” He said smiling broadly. I can tell” she replied as he made an exaggerated look at the fly of his jeans which were stretched out as for as the denim would allow
Once again he was embarrassed, but this time he did not say anything. Outside, the mover cut off. With out waiting to explain, Angie grabbed a plaid sleeveless button up that was laying on the back of the easy chair, and pulled on over the crop top. Just a second” she said hurriedly and rushed to the back door of the living room in which she had led him. “Wait here” she said and rushed out grabbing a can of Pepsi as she went. When she returned a few minutes later she apologized for the abrupt departure “I didn’t want my step-dad to come in and catch us doing something he’d go crazy about. Byron was confused “But I thought your mom was cool with all that. You said she didn’t care what you wear and even got you on the pill. The mower started back up, and Angie crossed the room unbuttoning the over shirt as she went. “That’s my mom, and if she were the one here I’d be naked inviting you to join me skinny dipping in the pool by now, but that’s my step-dad, Herb.” She motioned him to follower her to the back door. “He’s not a bad guy, but he is pretty square. She took his hand and showed him the back yard with it’s pool then back in the house she took him down the hallway to her bedroom. She stood at the open door on her left. “This is my room.” It was done up with Pink Floyd posters and love beads over the closet door
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The bed, unmade, was incongruously, an antique looking full sized canopy bed, with stuffed animals strewn about its rumpled surface. On the floor were some clothes and a couple of books. She pulled him tight as they stood by the door, “That’s were I lay naked when we talk. I’d show you now but in my room I might not hear if Herb turns off the mower. They went back to the large living room. She invited him to sit, before she removed the over-shirt and tossed it down. Sanding in front of Bryon who sat on the couch, he could easily see under the short crop top at the bottom of two fleshy globes


He made to reach up under the hem of the short shirt to grab them, but stopped short and laughed before taking his hands away. Fifteen year old boys talk about sex, a lot; think about sex, a lot, and fantasize about sex, a lot; however, when it comes to doing those things, they are scared to death. So when Byron was presented with Angie’s breasts, there for the taking; he balked. Angie looked down at him, her face showed disappointment and confusion. “Go, ahead and do it” she cajoled. He wanted to. He really did want to, but why did he hesitate? He looked up at her breasts and then to her eyes. Angie’s eyes were even more inviting than her breasts, he slowly moved his hands to her waist, and up her torso. The mover outside stopped again. His hands jerked back down again. She, with an anguished face, grabbed the shirt again and put it on hurriedly. Not a moment too soon she jumped into the easy chair across from Byron. Her step dad came in, looked the room over and eyed Byron. This is Byron” she offered before he spoke, or didn’t speak rather


The rather heavy man just nodded to Byron and went past them into the kitchen door on the far side of the living room. From the kitchen, he called for Angie. She got a pained look on her face. Byron sat again while Angie went to talk to her step-father. He somehow knew he’d blown his chance today. Sure enough, she came back into the living room and plopped down in the same easy chair. “He said its time for me to start supper
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You have to go now. Byron was crestfallen, and began to rise. But,” she stopped him, he said “We have five more minutes.” Byron settle led back into the chair. She then started to talk about, of all things, their algebra home work. Byron was slow on the uptake. She had positioned herself so that the high back of the easy chair would completely block the view of her from the kitchen door. As she began to speak she pointed to her eyes and then to the door to the kitchen. Byron got the message and nodded that he would let her know if her step-dad appeared in the doorway. . And Bonnie said she would accept just the answers on page 359…” she said as she unbuttoned the over shirt. “….


but I gotta say I just didn’t get problems 15-23…..” she winked at Byron, unbuttoned the over shirt, and lifted the hem of the crop top over the mass of her breasts. It was a sight he would never forget. Her entire torso was dominated by the huge teardrop shaped mounds of flesh. His eyes traced the slope that began just below her collar bone and moved down the expanding mass until half way to her navel it made a final ascent up areola’s that seemed the size of drink coasters and terminated at a small pencil eraser shaped nipple that pointed straight out at him. The most amazing thing was that her tits were so round, the main mass spread out each side from the center of the ribs, across her body and extended several inches beyond her torso in each direction. He tits were bigger than her ribcage, he didn’t know that was possible. He had fantasized about those breasts, but the reality was far better than he had imagined. After the initial shock he took in the sight
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As Angie continued on with the banal talk about algebraic formulas she cupped her two large mammaries under her forearms, and lifted them up and out, as if to offer them to him. A shadow in the doorway drew his attention. His eyes cut that way and Angie was ready for with an instant reaction and before the door filled with her step-father’s shape the bosom was again under wraps and two buttons of the over shirt were done up as she rose from her seat. Walking toward the door she whispered “Well? Wow!” was all he could utter. She gave him a peck on the cheek and said “I’m so sorry your riding all that way for nothing. Next time I’ll plan better It was more than worth the ride” Byron smiled, but he was more than a little unhappy with himself for missing the opportunity to touch her amazing boobs. It was hard to ride with a straining hard-on. It that lasted all the way home until he made it to his room to relieve his desire; he was stopped by his mother with chores
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If it had been my mom and not that self-righteous bastard, we would have had some privacy” she continued, then corrected “No, if it had been mom we wouldn’t have needed privacy, she wouldn’t care if I showed you my tits. I know you’ve said that, but are your sure?” he continued to work to calm her down. Yea” she said sarcastically. “When she got home I told her all about what happened. Even the part about lifting your shirt up?” He asked. Yea” she said “and the fact you were about to feel me up when he barged in. What did she say?” He asked She said she’d talk to Herb and that you were very sweet to make sure it was OK with me before you started up my shirt. It’s still hard to believe she wouldn’t mind me doing that. I told you, she knew when I did it before, and as long as your nice to me she wont give either of us a hard time if…. when… we go all the way. Byron wanted to sound more in control than he felt. He said “Then if she’d been there not him I’d gone a lot farther than just feeling your tits. So what would you have done? From that first time she had guided him into the fantasy sex nearly a month before she had told him how she was masturbating on her bed until he had cum. But this time she wanted him to turn her on. Fortunately, this time he was ready. For the past week he’d been giving himself a crash course on sex talk from the pages of Penthouse magazine. In particular, the letters section had proven helpful as was sections from the book “The Happy Hooker” which he had found some months ago in the same storeroom in which he was sitting
He collected his thoughts and said “I would have continued up your stomach and put my hands on your tits. I would have rubbed your nipples and then sucked on them” he said, then added “One by one” . I would have liked that. A lot. Mike did that for like ten seconds each time we fucked, but I would like you to do it for like, half an hour. I can do that” Byron assured her. OK, I’ll remember your promised. Half an hour tit sucking before you get further


So, then after sucking my tits, what would you do? Oh, I’d take off your clothes real slow, and kiss you everywhere I expose. everywhere? Yep, from your head to your toes, and spend special time on the place in between? And what place would that be.” She asked teasingly. Now feeling confident he said “I would kiss your pussy lips just like I kiss your other lips.” Now Byron said this, but really didn’t have a very good idea of what he was saying, but he was pretty sure it was the right thing. He was sure when she said “Yea, just like that. Byron, I have my fingers on my pussy lips right now. They are soft and very sensitive. What would you do then? I’d kiss your pussy for another half an hour. Soft kisses, and deep hard French kisses. You’d put your tongue inside me? Byron tensed
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Was this the wrong thing to say? The stories talked about doing that, and he’d imagined doing it many a night jacking off. But he put on a brave front and elaborated “Yea, I’d lick deep into your cunt and fuck you with my tongue. Wouldn’t that be gross?” She said. He wasn’t sure if she thought it was gross or she was just testing him. The reader must understand, that prior to the Bill and Monika incident, oral sex was, while not taboo, not the normal precursor to teen sex that it became in the 1990’s. Byron was a bit surprised by her surprise, but he loved imagining French kissing her down there, and with his dick not fully erect, it seemed more desirable than usual. He said “It would be so sexy. I would have done it today if we’d had time; done it as long as you could stand it. In a voice betraying true appreciation and surprise, she said “You are the best boyfriend!” then she added “and I would have given you a blow job. His penis jumped in his hand with the thought of her giving him a blow job, but he wasn’t sure if a blow job meant sucking or blowing, but he wasn’t about to ask. With false confidence he said “If we do it together it’s called doing sixty-nine. She encourage him by saying “Then we’ll be miner sixty-ninerers.” She laughed and then said “Then what would you have done? I would have taken off my pants, and then laid you down on the floor, then spread your legs and fucked you hard and long; for at least an hour. An hour? Wow, another promise to hold over you Go ahead, when you get back from New Jersey, I’ll make good on that promise She evidently thought it was time to ‘get busy’ so she took over the conversation and told him in detail how “I am laying on my bed naked. The phone is being held up to my head with my Mrs. Beasley


With my left hand I am spreading my little lips open.” Byron listened intently “With my right hand I am starting to touch my clit.” After that she did not speak for some time. He could hear her breath moving to that regular state he knew would soon lead to an orgasm. He stroked his penis and tried to imagine what it looked like. He didn’t have to wait very long. Faster and louder than it had happed the previous nights she said “I’m cumming now.” Then let out a rather loud groaning scream. He was working to his own climax as the sounds of her excitement died out to just very labored breathing when, over the phone, he heard another female voice. An adult voice. You OK….. Oppps….
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I’m sorry” then he heard a door close rather hard. He heard Angie moving around, then began to laugh hysterically. Between her laughter she yelled “That’s OK Mom! I’m done, you can come in now. He heard rustling, like sheets, then the other voice again, obviously her mother’s. It sounded like her mother was laughing too “I didn’t mean to disturb you, I heard you scream” and as she said the last word it was evident to Byron that her mother only got the full picture as she was speaking: she’d walked in on her daughter’s climax. “Ooo, yea,” her mom continued, evidently flustered, “Yea, I get it now. Angie’s laughter rekindled. Through it she said “My mom, the old hippy, embarrassed by sex… I didn’t think it was possible. Her mom retorted “No, I was just startled Lie” Angie shot back OK, a little of both.” And she again laughed
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“But I guess I shouldn’t be shocked or embarrassed.” She paused “ and I guess I’ve raised you so that your not either. I must have done good as a mom. Too bad your Herb doesn’t think so.” Angie said snidely He mother’s voice to a negative turn. Not angry, more sad. She said “It’s hard for him. His is a traditionalist and he’s not going to change. You’ll just have to have Byron over when he’s not home. Byron heard the phone being picked up “He’s on the phone if you want to tell him yourself Again the tone of the voice changed “You mean he’s… you were on the phone with him while you…. Oh, Angie, …I’m really sorry I interrupted…..I’ll talk to you later.” And he heard the door close again. Angie’s voice now came loud and clear over the phone “See I told you she was cool with us. OK, you were telling the truth” He said rather incredulously. Now” she said “Where were we?.....Oh, yea, I think it’s time for me to go for a second one. And she did, it was well past Byron’s bedtime when he washed the sticky goo from his hands and crawled in bed


But the twitching in his penis said it he was not done, and for the first time he jacked off and sprayed a second time before he drifted to sleep. That was a first, twice in an hour, but it had been a day to remember. **** When Byron made it across the cavernous school cafeteria to the lunch table that had been ‘his’ for the last month, as usual, Angie and her crew already were there, eating and talking. He slid into the seat next to Angie, giving a quick peck on the cheek as he sat (which of course violated the school no public displays of affection rule). She was in mid-sentence “….. and I’ve got my top up over my boobs, and he’s like taking it all in” then leaning over on his shoulder said “weren’t you? Though he really did know what she had said, he pretended he had not and asked “Weren’t I what? Loving looking at my tits yesterday” she said with a broad smile. The delay the pretending he hadn’t’ heard gave him time to come up with a good response. Using his best Cheech & Chong voice he said “Oh man, they were like better than a full bong man! He got the laugh he’d been hoping for and she went on
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“So, I start playing with them, but like less than a minute later, his eyes get big, I knew that was my cue to cover up and sure enough in comes my step dad just as I button my shirt. Tina, sitting across from her said “Damn, what would have happened if he’d caught you? Angie said “Since my mom is cool with it nothing would have happened to me, but it would have caused my mom problems with Herb. Later we talked and I promised to wait for Herb to be on one of his out of town trips before Byron comes over again. Sharon, who sat on the other side of Byron said, “I sure wish my mom were so cool. I could never let her know what Tommy and I have done.” Sharon was Angie’s prettiest friend, with her Farah Fawset hair and bronze skin. Angie leaned over to Byron and said “They’ve done every thing but go all the way.” Then she looked over to Sharon and said “Byron’s promised to do to me what Tommy does to you. What a guy” She said “It took me threatening not to blow him anymore to get him to go down on me. Well at least Tommy will if you push it.” Tina, the tall red head, said caustically “How long have Barry and I been doing it the deed? But all I get is a little kiss down there. Byron’s penis hardened. He thought his friends talked dirty, but they only made things ups they wanted to do some day, Angie’s friends were actually doing it and then talking about it. I’m not finished my story yet” Angie said. OK” her friends said returning their attention to her. Well, about 10:30, Byron and I are on the phone getting ourselves off while we talk. I’ve been there” Rachel said from directly across from Byron “I think that’s the only kind of sex I’m ever going to have if my parents don’t lighten up. Angie continued “So, I’m stretched out, butt naked on my bed. And I have the biggest orgasm in the world and I guess I got a little loud. Byron thought he’d get a word in “a little? She screamed so loud I had to take the phone away from my ear. If I didn’t know better I would have thought she was dying. Angie bushed, a little, “OK, I had a REALLY big orgasm, and I guess my mom heard and did think I was hurt. So just as I’m finishing in comes my mom in full rescue mode
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But of course all she finds is me getting myself off. NO!” Tina said breathlessly. Shit, I would have been sent to get an exorcism if my mom did that” Rachael said Why didn’t you lock your door?” Tina asked I don’t know.” Angie said “Herb never comes into my room unless he knocks and I tell him to come in, and since Mom has all but caught me before it was not something I’d thought about. But this time she caught you in the act?” Tina said Couldn’t have been more ‘in the act’ unless Byron had been there” she leaned over and for the first time lowered her voice "I mean although I had had already cum, I was on top of the covers, legs spread with two fingers still up in myself as far as I could get them. Several groans from her friends later Tina asked “So what did she do? Angie continued “Well, I didn’t see her face when she came in, I wish I had it must have been priceless. But, she is like moving really fast and by the time she realizes what she has walked in on, she’s almost to my bed. So she just says sorry and walks backward out toward the door. General laughter ensued. So, I, after I pull my fingers out of me” she grins at her friends “I sit up and pull the throw blanket over my lap and tell her to come back. Now all this time Byron is on the other end of the phone, but she hasn’t figured that out. So she comes back in to apologize for barging in telling me she thought I’d hurt myself. Then I tell her I’m on the phone with Byron and I did get to see that surprise on her face


She tried to make it look like she wasn’t shocked, but I know she was. So she left me to finish ‘talking’ to Byron. Oh, that’s what you call getting yourself off; talking?” Sharon chided Byron knew he was blushing. Angie nudged him “yea, we both ‘talked’ for about half an hour more. I’m sure he had cream all over when we were finished. Didn’t you? Byron was now in full deep blush. He could feel his face redden. Tina laughed “Oh, you got a shy one here. Rachael continued talking to Byron, “If your going to keep dating Angie, you’ll have to get used to the play by play at lunch


Barry has gotten used to hearing me tell about every position we try, or maybe that’s why he switched to the other lunch period. Duhh!” Angie said “You probably spent more time describing each time you had sex than it took to do in the first place. Rachel smiled “Yea, but it’s half the fun telling you guys….. OK, not half the fun, but some of the fun. The girls again giggled. Byron’s hard on hurt now. So, after I finished, I put on my night shirt and found mom in the living room watching TV. She tells me right off I was not as loud the second time, but I need to be more quiet when Herb is awake because he would freak out if he heard. I think she was trying to get back at me for embarising her, but it didn’t work. So, she right out asks if I plan on having sex with Byron. So I tell her we would have today if Herb hadn’t been home then she says she’d take me lingerie shopping during our trip to Jersey next week. Far out” Tina said, “Get something for those of us who don’t have old hippy moms. Angie continued “I haven’t got to the juicy part yet. After a while, I ask her why she married an old stick in the mud like Herb?” then in an aside she qualified it with “My step-dad is really a nice guy and my mom knows I really do like him (most of the time)
Best of all he dotes on Mom, but he’s so conservative, and mom my is, well not, not. But back to the story, she looks at me and gets serious then tells me that good men are much harder to find than hot men, and while a great lay is heavenly, a happy home is better. Then, she whispers, and you can always have a great lay on the side, but your stuck with the husband you have. Rachel gasped “Is she having an affair? Well, I asked that, but she didn’t really give a real answer. What did she say?” Tina asked She said she doesn’t like that term, and would only say that she never wants to be married to any other man but Herb. So I ask real direct like, had she done it with any other men since she’s been married, but she just smiled and told me to go to bed. Rachel said “Sounds like she has. Angie nodded, “I don’t doubt it, but it. Sounds like in the ten years she’s been married to Herb she must have dallied a bit.. maybe more than a bit
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I’ll get her to tell me more, you can bet on it” She then cautioned. “But don’t breathe a word of this. To all this Byron just listened in amazement all this was a bit much. She had just told the whole table that she and he were going to have sex. The rest was not important to him. She told them they would do it


On one hand that was so cool, on the other he wondered how much she really liked him or did she just want a play thing. Then he thought what an odd train of thought. *** He had a week to think on that. Angie and her family left Friday night for New Jersey. His sister took the phone all Friday night, but on his own he attempted, successfully to replicate coming twice, one right after another. He succeeded that night and then every night but two for the entire nine days Angie was gone. He discovered that if he stopped masturbating for a few minutes and just thought about having sex with Angie his penis would stay almost completely hard, but wait about five minutes and he was relaxed enough to start jacking off again
On Friday nigh the did it three times and then twice Saturday morning and twice again Saturday night. In two days he came seven times and each time he shot jizz several feet, even the last time. He was sure he was ready not to disappoint Angie. He finally got a call from her on Sunday night, eight days after she left. They’d only been a couple for three weeks by then but it seemed like forever. Though their sex talk during that time was the most memorable, the vast majority of their talk was more routine, school, family, activities and of course gossip about people. She called about 8:00 and they talked till past eleven. They had finally gotten to the sex part. He told her about his solo exploits and assured her that he would not disappoint her
He asked her “Did you have anyplace to do yourself? There was a pause then she said “You know what. I think I love you. Byron was not prepared for that, not that it had been a big deal to him, but he had wondered if she felt about him the way he felt about her. She continued “I didn’t know how I felt about you until on the way home today What brought that on?” he asked Byron, I really want us to be a couple for a long time, but if I don’t tell you this now, I’ll regret it later. Puzzled he asked “What are you talking about? I don’t know how to say this any other way but straight out. I had sex last week. Not once but three different times. Byron was completely blind sided
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He was not as much hurt as shocked. Byron?” she said “I’ll understand if you don’t want to talk to me” silence “Byron, it was just one of those things. Well, not for me, something like this has never happened to me.” She was talking fast “I know we didn’t promise to be exclusive, but I guess since this is both of our first serious relationships we didn’t think to……..” She chattered inanely for some time. Byron wasn’t listening. He was just picturing her getting fucked, and it was turning him on. He cut her off “Angie, slow down. It’s all right. I’m not mad, just tell me about it. This is really embarrassing, and please don’t tell anyone… anyone. OK I did it with my cousin Tony Your cousin? Yea, my mom’s brother’s son
But it’s not like we grew up together, I only see him once a year or so, but still it’s really embarrassing. I don’t want you to think I’m kind of a pervert I don’t think so., I have cousins I hardly ever see. Tell me all about it, all the details. Really? You want to hear about it? Yea” he said, “Since the deed is done. Getting it out in the open will be the best thing. You are the best boyfriend. That kind of thing is why I love you. And I love you too. Now tell all” he cajoled. She paused to collect her thoughts. “Hmmm, before I tell you what happened, Let me tell you something I’ve only told my girlfriends, no I’ll tell you more than I’ve ever told them


See my mom ran away from home when she was my age. My grandparents were very strict Catholics and when they had found out she had been having sex with her boyfriend I guess they just went bezerk. She told me once, that while her parents decided what to do with their slutty daughter she climbed out the window and never went back home. Wow.” He said. Yea, and although my grandfather died a few years ago, she and her mom started talking again, there’s still bad feelings from all that between mom and her brother and sisters and mother. What did your mom do on her own? At first she thought her boyfriend’s family would let her stay with them, but she was mistaken. So just short of her 16th birthday with no money and no were to go, she went to New York City. She was part of the famous Greenwich Village scene of the early 60’s, she was a beatnik. I call her a hippy, but she has always corrects me and said she was a beatnik, don’t ask me what the difference is, but to her it’s important. She’s let me read some of the book she’s writing on her Village years, I guess she slept around a whole lot. She wasn’t a prostitute, but for those first years she really just was the party girl


She got food, clothes, somewhere to live and drugs, and they guys got laid, a lot. She talks like that was some sort of fantasy time in her life, that was until I came along. I guess some where along the way she had developed a reputation as an artist and made a living doing art work for the posters and books and stuff the musicians and poets that lived there. I remember as a little girl living on the fourth floor of this apartment building in the city. No elevator, just lots of stairs. She met Herb when I was about four and by the time I started 1st grade mom and I had moved in with him to a take pussy nice place in Queens, then we moved here when I was ten. I told you all that because her family still seems to think she’s wild and that led to what happened. See, her brother is kinda a jerk. He’s some big shot rich guy and they live in this huge house and her sisters are just about the same way, so not surprisingly my cousins are real stuck up around me, always rubbing their designer clothes and stuff in my face, like I’m some poor kid to be laughed at. That’s why I don’t like going up there. The only one who is ever nice to me is Tony


He’s, well, he’s a freak. He has real long greasy hair, smokes pot, and he dropped out of high school last year when he was just months from graduating. He hates all the cousins except me. Mom and I get to my grandmothers house on Saturday afternoon because we’d stayed in a motel half way, and it was soooo boring at grandma’s house. Sunday we went over to Uncle Michael’s house and, granted it was nice, but I just felt out of place, but about half way through lunch Tony shows up, in his cut-offs and Pink Floyd concert shirt. His dad gets on him for being late and for his appearance, but I thought he was cool


He’s 19 and works at a record store, and he really knows a lot about music, so I finally had someone to talk to. You know I’m not a freak, but better be with a fun, hunk of a freak than with my other stuck up cousins. After we finished lunch Tony asks if I wanted to go with him to the shore to meet some friends. Mom knew how miserable I was and although she knew Herb didn’t like it, she let me go anyway. My mom’s family live in Lakehurst, so the beach isn’t too far. I knew it wouldn’t be warm enough for swimming


They seemed to think it was warm, but they’re crazy. Once we go there I realized it wasn’t warm enough for what even what I was wearing and I wore a turtle neck and jeans. I froze my ass off. What kind of lunatic goes from Texas to the Jersey shore for Spring Break? Byron laughed. She continued “Of course I’d had to wear a bra over to Uncle Michael’s, they are good Catholics, but as soon as we left I pulled if off under my shirt. Tony didn’t mind, and the clingy fabric showed off my tits pretty good. It wasn’t I wanted Tony’s attention, but I was sure I’d be younger than his friends and I knew full well that my tits in that double-knit shirt would get me accepted by the guys, and sure enough it did. There were like about 20 girls and guys hanging out at this one area near a parking lot. Some guy had a boom box and everyone was drinking beer and smoking pot
Now, like I told you before I’ve only smoked pot once and it made me sick, so I downed a couple of beers, and took the pot at first only pretended to inhale it, nothing like getting sick to make me look childish, but I guess it was better stuff because it didn’t make me sick, so after a while I felt…… pretty relaxed. I had a great time. I made out with a couple of guys and they felt me up, but nothing more happened that day. On the way home Tony and I talked, in the conversation I told him I wasn’t a virgin and that I was on the pill. I kinda fudged and told him you and I had been dating for six months and we had been having sex a couple of times a week all that time. Byron interrupted “I wish. Yea, so do I, but I’m glad we’re together now, and six months from now maybe we can say we’ve been having sex a couple of times a week since the end of our first month together. But like I was saying, nothing except I made out with a couple of his friends and got felt up. So, he drops me off at Grandma’s house and mom rescues me by shuffling me off to the tub before anyone smells the pot on my clothes
I tell mom about the day and she tosses my clothes in the was right quick. I guess I’m lucky to have a mom who I can tell I’d had some beers and got felt up. Yea, you are” Byron agreed Well, Monday Mom, Herb and I go up to the city, New York, because Herb had a client to see and that gave Mom and I all day alone. I asked her to take me to the Village, and she showed me where she lived in those years between the time she left home till we moved in with Herb. For the first time she began to give me some details into her life. She even named some of her lovers that might be my dad. She told me she never tried to figure which one was because that particular month she said she had been with a dozen guys in their pads or at parties, and since much of the time she was drunk or high, there could have been a dozen more she doesn’t remember. She’s never been that open with me before, like I’m becoming a friend


It’s really cool. I’m sure it’s partly because you tell her all the stuff you do, she feels it’s OK to tell you now.” He suggested. I guess so. But I didn’t tell her everything about me and Tony – Well I told her what happened, but I kinda pretended it was Tony’s friend Mark I did it with. Byron understood and said “That might be just too much for her. So what did happen? Well,” she began again “On Tuesday he came by Grandma’s house about six at night and asks if I want to go out with him and some of his friends. So I go and change out of the sweats and put on this orange and yellow knit jumpsuit mom got me in at this little shop in the Village on Monday. When Mom sees it when I’m brushing my teeth, she suggested I wear a jacket so Herb and Grandma don’t see I’m braless. As soon as I get out of the house I toss the jacket in the bush beside the door, and unzip the front of the jump suit almost to my belly button. Damn” Byron breathed That’s what I said when I realized how cold it was with out the jacket, and that’s also what Tony said when I got in his car. Mom just warned me not to move side to side too fast or I’ll come right out of the top. I almost did when I got in, so I zipped it up a little, but I had Tony’s attention that was for sure


I didn’t know how much until at a red light he reached right over and cupped my boobs with both hands, not over the jump suit but pushed the part covering my tits aside then put his two hands on my boobs, like it was not big deal. Then he just says what great tits I have, then the light changes and off we go. I guess in his freak world that’s kinda normal, but to me it was a shock. Not that I minded, but it was a shock. We meet his friends at some local pizza joint, it was really good. Right out he tells his friends what a rack I have and says for me to show them. Really! Right in the restaurant! I didn’t want to seem square, so, because we were in a booth, I just turned my body toward the wall, unzipped the jumpsuit more, and lifted them out for a couple of seconds. I can’t believe I did that, but it was after I had two beers. Tony told me not to zip it back up, so we sit there with most of my tits hanging out for the guys to look at
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When we left, we went over to some guy’s apartment. We drank some more. The other girl there took off her top and danced on the coffee table and Tony unzips my jumper down way past my belly button. Sure enough, my tits didn’t stay in. When the topless girl and her boyfriend start making out, Tony pulls me over and we start French kissing.” She paused before asking “Are you sure you want to hear the rest? Byron, his penis already in his hand quickly said yes. OK, but it’s pretty wild. So we’re drinking,
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Busty bimbo. In Search of the Final Freedom: An Erotic Socio-Political Novel By Pat Tomason Pat_Tomason@hotmail.com PART THREE Raising the Flag of Revolution Chapter SEVENTEEN Cooper had traveled a good bit, but had never done more than transfer planes in New York. Even for a seasoned traveler New York was a bit overwhelming. It was late by the time the stood outside the terminal and hailed a cab. Even at night the traffic seemed daunting and the buildings seemed to close in around them as they drove into the city
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The traffic, the crowds, the noise all reinforced Coopers dislike for big cities. Their hotel room was small, but well appointed. The bed was comfortable, and that’s what mattered most. It had been a very busy week and though they talked about going out on the town, they ended up eating at one of the hotel’s restaurants and simply taking a stroll around the hotel before going to bed early. The opening wasn’t until 1:30 so they spent the morning touring the New York sites, but returned to the hotel so they could freshen up and get dressed for the opening. While Bonnie worked on her make-up, Cooper reviewed his notes for possible interviews. Amy had emailed him early in the week that she would be counting on him to help her field the questions about the philosophical position on public sexuality and the FFF’s position. Bonnie had also emailed Amy, but her questions were about appropriate attire. As a consequence she had brought one semiformal outfit for the afternoon opening and a gown for the Gala Opening in the evening. The cab ride to the gallery was not long, and as they pulled up in front of a fairly typical New York multi-story building with the bottom floor given to retail. Cooper couldn’t help but be amused that even in New Your City, the display cases were empty except for a sign that read CENSORED. At the door was a man in a back tuxedo
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Cooper had to present their tickets before entering. The door was opened and they were politely escorted in. The gallery was a Spartan affair, essentially a large warehouse with exposed second story steel structure. There were no walls that went to the ceiling, only ten foot panels attached to support columns. But it was airy and conductive for large groups. Directly inside the door was a bronze sculpture of what was styled to be an old vine wrapped tree, rising well above the separator panel behind it. But as part of this exhibit. it was in fact a larger than life sculpture of a couple, standing, making love. The man comprised the tree trunk and the woman, standing on one tip toe was the counterpoint. One of her legs jutted out at a ninety degree angle, like a limb of the tree and her hair, resplendent in gold leaf, spread out a good twenty feet like golden willow branches
It would have been very nice, but not unusual work if the sculpture had omitted the thick bronze penis spreading a very visible pair of labial lips. From the ground looking up it was indeed the most explicit sculpture he or Bonnie had ever seen. Moving on they had to negotiate around small groups of people deep in discussion. Many had hand held computer devices on which they were making notes on each piece. Cooper noticed a good number had badges around their necks labeled PRESS. He tried to read who they represented, but it was difficult without being too obvious. Moving around they could clearly pick out Amy’s works, they all had a lushness that none of the others could match. Rounding another sculpture, this one a life sized bronze of a couple making love resting on an actual, wood and upholstery, antique divan


It was quite striking, having caught the couple’s passion in mid-stride. There were a number of paintings by someone with an interesting primitive style. Those paintings looked as if they had been uncovered by archeologist rather than recently painted. Another artist used a more impressionist approach, giving more a feeling or the moment. They had been looking at a group of three paintings of the same couple when Bonnie turned around, and there, taking up the entire with of the twelve foot wide panel was their painting. She whipped Cooper around to see. It was magnificent


It was all their painting at home and much more. The size gave a presence and gravity that took their breath away. It was worth the trip just to see this.” Bonnie said I can’t believe how much more she put into it. And the sheer size” Cooper gushed. They stood and discussed every inch of the huge painting before moving on. Very pleased with Amy and themselves, they looked at an interesting mixed media using real organic matter and what they guessed to be clay. From this vantage point, Cooper saw what was surely the live art display. Four bamboo pedestals held a tangle of dense vegetation
A fan from above caused the leaves and vines to sway gently . He urged Bonnie to follow “Now just stand and watch this for a minute.” He said quietly. What am I looking for?” she whispered Just wait” he asked After about ninety seconds she said “I see it. There is a couple having sex in there. I was beginning to wonder if you would How did you know? Amy told me about it about a month ago. A middle aged woman standing near Bonnie asked “Where do you see that? Bonnie pointed out “See, his feet pointing up and there is her thigh. She’s pained like the plants Then the lady said “Oh, yes. I see it. She is just barely moving on him, but, oh yes, it is the real thing, they’re not faking it. That’s a ballsy move to have live sex at an exhibit
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No one has done anything like that since the days of Andy Warhol and The Factory. She jotted something down on a steno pad she was carrying, then asked “Did I hear your friend say Amy told him about this. Did he mean Amy Douglas? The woman speaking was silver haired and slightly heavy set. She appeared to be in her fifties, but still was very fashionably dressed, even provocatively, with a low cut dress showing a good bit of cleavage, especially for a woman her age. Yes, she’s been a friend of ours for years.” Bonnie said, then with some pride she said “That’s us” pointing across the way where they could see part of the big painting behind a panel. Oh,” The woman was now clearly interested “My name is Claudia McPherson, I write for the New York Daily News. And you are? I’m Bonnie Campbell and this” puling Cooper over to her “is my husband Cooper. Amy asked us to come for the opening because she wanted some of the model couples to come and because Cooper writes a lot of the stuff for their non-profit. The reported put out her hand and reintroduced herself


“So, Mr. Campbell, in my briefing I was told you are the spokesman for the Final Freedom Foundation. Well, I don’t know we have an official spokesman, but I am on the Board and I have written a good bit of the material that was released to the press. Did any of that material come your way? Yes, I read some of it in the press release and your article in Salon. I do both arts and culture work for the Daily News, that’s why I was given this story, it appears to be a bit of both. We could talk here, but I’d really rather have a sit down with you. We are only in town for the day How about right after the exhibit closes? I’ll say yes, but I haven’t even told Amy I’m here and don’t know if she has something for me to do. The reporter stuck to her guns and said “I’ll meet you at five then
How about I’ll take you two to dinner and we can talk then.” Cooper, feeling a bit out of his dept agreed. No sooner had he done so than the aggressive reporter scurried off. He looked over at Bonnie “That was weird She gave him a wry smile “So goes the life of fame Yea right, I don’t’ even rate being a talking head. They had toured the entire exhibit before finally finding Amy. She was engrossed in a discussion with a group of people, none whom he recognized. He and Bonnie slowly moved into her field of vision hoping to get her attention. His plan worked and Amy waved for she and Bonnie to come over. I’m so glad you’re here.” Amy exclaimed as she gave Cooper a hard kiss on the lips then gave Bonnie the same. He was sure she was making some point to the onlookers, but did not know what


She then introduced Cooper and Bonnie to her audience: an art critic, a writer for an art magazine and reporter for The Village Voice. Then she continued “I hadn’t seen you and was afraid you didn’t make it. Amy looked great. Her salt and pepper hair was shorter than it had been when he saw her last, but it was beautifully done. She wore a silk kimono with a floral motif. She looked professional, in charge and beautiful. We’ve been here for a good while, but couldn’t find you.” Cooper said The show is absolutely terrific.” Bonnie added “I love our painting, it is even better than the one you gave us Amy then explained to the press people that the large paining was of Cooper and Bonnie and how they were an upstanding southern couple, active in their church and community and they had agreed to let her paint them making love last winter. Cooper corrected “That’s all true but we are also old friends of Amy and her husband. Amy agreed “Oh, yes that’s true. That’s how I knew that Cooper is the true Renaissance man. He is an extremely talented architect, a philosopher, a teacher and a passionate lover. Cooper was shocked she had said that
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He knew she was opening her life up, but did not think she was going to go that far. Evidently she saw his shock because she added “but that is strictly off the record.” Then she winked at him and said “but it’s the truth”. “Well boys” she said busty bimbo to the reporters “That’s enough for now, I’ll answer more questions at the press conference after the doors close at 3:30. Once the reporters left Cooper asked “How do you think it’s going? I think really well, our publicist did a good job of inviting the most liberal minded press people. So far I’ve only heard positive things, but I’m new at this working with the press. So am I” Cooper agreed “I got cornered by a woman from the Daily News How’d it go? I got roped into doing dinner with her. It could have been worse. You heard what I said about the press conference. I want you to join me and the other artists on the panel to field their questions. I’m not sure if should be there, it’s your time to shine. But I want you there to discuss the open sexuality philosophy with them. And Besides I want to them to meet the real couple behind what the press is calling my best paining. OK, we’ll come, but we will sit to the side and if you need us we will be there A woman with a press badge around her neck approached prompting Amy to agree to Cooper’s suggestion before she and the reporter began to discuss her paintings
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Cooper and Bonnie moved off to look at the rest of the exhibit. They took their time and talked to several people so that the time passed quickly and thus passed the time until the gallery closed and about twenty chairs were set up in the front of the gallery, facing a rectangular table with four chairs on one side. It was a low keyed affair, and apparently most of the reporters and critics knew each other well. The questions were mostly about their background and how they came to create the exhibit. Amy related most if the story that she had told Cooper, but she completely omitted the fact the artists were sleeping with each other before they did it to be sketched. One of the obviously gay critics asked why all the art was of heterosexual couples. Amy answered “We actually do have quite a few works involving same sex couples and of groups that include same sex couples. We excluded them from this, our first exhibit, frankly for political reasons
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We didn’t want to fight more than one battle at a time, if we had put them out the entire press reaction would have been about homosexuality. That brings me to mention the FFF, the Final Freedom Foundation for which this show is raising money. Let me introduce Mr. Cooper Campbell and his beautiful wife Bonnie. She motioned to Cooper and Bonnie who were sitting to the far right of the table. “Cooper and Bonnie are old friends and they were among the first couples I asked to paint. For the record they have been married nearly 20 years, are active in their rural Georgia church and have two wonderful teenage children
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The large painting on the north wall you all liked so much is of Bonnie and Cooper. Cooper is a highly regarded architect but has recently moved to the academic arena and teaches at Augusta State University. He is one of the co-founders of the FFF and writes most of our position papers. Cooper, could you come give a brief summary of the FFF position on gender and sexuality. This was Cooper’s moment; he had given hundreds of presentations to groups of this size, but not on this subject. It was only a matter of feet from where he sat to the table, but it seemed much father as the tension rose in his stomach. He so wanted to do this well. Approaching the table he began to speak
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“The FFF rejects the modern dichotomy of hereto or homosexuality, instead we take the more traditional philosophical approach to human sexuality. We believe humans are naturally sexually responsive to both genders and that preferences for one gender or the other is a matter of taste influenced by a myriad of mostly environmental factors. For instance many young people are sexually attracted to people with tattoos and piercings, most older people are not, but that does make those who are somehow fundamentally different than those who are not? Of course not. Similarly, could under the right circumstances a non-body art practitioner have enjoyable sexual relations with someone with body art? Of course they could. Thus the FFF position is that people are sexual and under the right circumstances nearly all people can and will have enjoyable sexual retaliations with people of either gender. The reporter from the Village Voice asked “So does the FFF support gay rights. We support and promote everyone to come out of the closet. We support each person’s right to live out their sexuality, publicly, in their own manner. We support the right to be celibate, we support the right to be monogamous, we support the right to sexually involved with as many people as you may choose. We support sexual openness in all it’s forms but we oppose the hypocrisy of public stands for one sexual standard while living a different standard in private. So do you support gay rights? I said we support openness
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In my part of the country not too many years ago, sexual relations between blacks and whites was illegal, yet few African Americans do not have some European genes. Just as public taboos on interracial sex have been discredited, so must similarly ignored taboos about gender. I would suggest that it is not just the religious right that stifles sexual openness in this area, it is also the sexual-political left that does the same. Back in the 1950’s Kinsey found that about 25% of males had had sex with a male in their adulthood, yet most studies today find less than 7% of men identify themselves as gay or bi-sexual. Why is that? I would suggest that by the gay political community’s insistence on labeling, the majority of men who on occasion have sex with other men are driven further underground. The FFF would suggest that by letting people just be people with out sexual labels


For instance, a number of my male friends, who would never associate with the gay movement, will, in certain settings, enjoy having sexual contact with other men. It is the labeling by both the left and right that dives sex underground. Would you be one of those men?” the reporter asked We are committed to diversity. We do not exclude any race of people from our sexual world and similarly I would not be breaking confidence by saying everyone I know involved with the FFF is open to enjoying either gender on occasion. The next question went back to art style and so Cooper sat down. It was the very last question that again involved someone other than the artists. A reporter asked “I would like to asked Mrs. Campbell a question Amy, who was the moderator agreed. “Mrs
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Campbell, as a woman and a mother, first I’d like to know how your feel about these ideas of openness and second I would be interested in knowing how it makes you feel to have such an explicit painting of you in such a public place Bonnie, though she had been a high school teacher, and had taught classes in church for years, was totally unused to speaking in a professional setting. She sat frozen until Cooper pushed her slightly. She almost stumbled over to the table. Using one hand to brace herself she stalled “Can you repeat your question? After he did, with a dry mouth she began “As a woman and mother?” she continued to stall “I should say that I’m not just a woman and a mother, but a Southern woman and mother. I live in a modern Mayberry where a middle-class morality is enforced by an aristocracy who do not feel themselves obligated to obey. So in my world sexual repression is just a tool of the old bitties to control everyone else. So, what do I think of the idea of sexual openness? As a woman it brings about more equality of in both social class and gender. As a mother it is simply advocating to others what we Cooper and I have practiced in our home and recommended to our friends
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Nudity and sex has never been an issue in our home. Because we have always treated sex like a normal part of life our seventeen year old daughter doesn’t have to hide the fact she is as well. Because I myself am sexually active I can lead by example when it comes to demanding respect from those with whom I am sexually involved as well as in safer sex practices. Is that what you wanted to know? Yes, but what about the explicit painting? As far as the painting goes, it is beautiful. Why should I be anything but thrilled? That painting will be viewed and appreciated for generations. With that the press conference was over
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Bonnie asked Cooper anxiously “How’d I do? You were great. You couldn’t have done better. Amy came over as he spoke and agreed “You were fantastic, both of you. I wish I could thank you more, but now I’ve got to get ready for the big show tonight.” She leaned forward and gave each of them them quick, but open mouth kisses. Then before she left, she said “It will be crazy tonight so if I don’t see you then, I want you to come to the after show party in the Hospitality Sweet at the Warwick. We’ll all get drunk and naked, for artistic reasons of course. It’s suite 3106” She smiled a wicked smile and was off. So are you two ready for a great New York dinner on the Daily News” Claudia McPherson asked from behind them. Though he really didn’t much like this woman, he was hungry. “Lead on, the tourist will follow With a jolly air she said “Your not a tourist, your on business and that makes you one of the people who make this city go. Bonnie racing to keep up as Claudia headed out the door “Where are we going? Hailing a cab she said “Now if you’ll promise me a great interview, I’ll take you to the Blue Hill, my favorite place in town, but we’ve got to hurry our reservations are for 5:15 We promise” Bonnie said as Claudia pushed them into a cab. She wasn’t kidding, the meal was amazing. So she and Cooper tried to make it worth her while
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For a long time Claudia took notes as Cooper discussed the FFF’s philosophy or political freedom is impossible without sexual freedom then continuing on to their central premise that the continued censuring of public sexual expression is a violation of basic human freedoms. So” Claudia asked “the FFF would say that if a couple wanted to get naked and have sex in central park they should be allowed to do so? Absolutely, the state has no vested interest in telling them to stop What about in this restaurant?” she asked The state has a vested interest in public health and we would not oppose the laws requiring full clothing where it already deemed necessary for hygiene, such as restaurants. As a general rule, the FFF busty bimbo would say that the state has no right to prohibit nudity or sex in most public outdoor settings. So you link public sex to free speech? Yes, the courts have long supported the concept that clothing is speech, as is non verbal communication, such as mime. We just suggest the two should be linked. As they were finishing dinner Claudia moved to Bonnie and Cooper’s personal life. Starting by quoting Bonnie from the press conference she said “Bonnie, you said that you are sexually active and said you demand respect from those with whom you are sexually involved. Does that mean you are sexually involved with people other than your husband? The sudden shift of focus took Bonnie off guard; however, she was ready for the question. “Claudia, from the research I’ve done, there are very few healthy women of my age who have been monogamous since their first marriage


I think it is less than 15%. So the fact I am not monogamous, makes me in the vast majority of women. I’m sure your experience, like mine with my friends, would support that contention. What is unusual is that I will sit in front of you and my husband and freely admit that I have had a good many sexual playmates. Now I don’t have a lover as such


Cooper doesn’t object that I have adult fun with other people, but he has asked that I not have a lover as such. We discussed and agreed to the conditions of our open marriage a good two years before I first acted on that agreement, so I abide by that restriction as firmly as I did monogamy for all the years we had an excusive marriage. Claudia busily wrote notes busty bimbo long after Bonnie finished. Then she looked at Cooper, “She seems to indicate that she initiated the practice of open marriage. So you were monogamous after she was not. Cooper simply said “Yes” but Bonnie elaborated “It was over a year after I became sexually active that he first had sex with another woman, and even then I was there encouraging him or he might not have. That’s seems unusual, I would have guessed it would have been the man pushing for open marriage” Claudia said almost to herself. This annoyed Bonnie and she, with some irritation launched into Claudia “I would suggest you have been listening to the radical feminist who thinks all men are sex maniacs and all wives are oppressed. I live in the most conservative part of the country and I can tell you with some certainty that the married women today are at least as sexually active as the men, if not more so. So I think maybe you should do some research and write a story on that Claudia backtracked and said “I guess I need to rethink some things. I didn’t mean to offend you. Let me ask this to make sure I have it right
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You two have an open marriage, but it is Bonnie who most often has other sexual partners? Bonnie agreed that was correct. Is the FFF also in favor of open marriage? Cooper answered “The FFF does not have a position at all on that subject. What the FFF favors is openness to practice what ever type of union two people might choose to have. two or more people” Bonnie added Yes, or more.” Cooper agreed “You might not know it but among young people there is a trend to group dating, where a group of kids go out together rather than in pairs like we did as kids.” Bonnie took over “And in that group they are sexually active with each other on a fluid basis. A girl might be with one guy one time and another guy or girl the next night, but they don’t consider themselves loose because they keep it within the group Is that what your daughter does? Bonnie said “I’ve said all I’m going to say specifically about her. I won’t violate her privacy by telling you more with out her permission. Claudia answered “I understand that But I will say in general terms, that among the teens I know there are far fewer hard and fast couples than there were when I was their age. In fact I can’t think of any of Misty’s friends who have a long term monogamous relationship. This might be a story in itself. I will do some work on the new sexual attitudes of teens.” Claudia said. Be sure to remember that not all teens are city kids, or even suburban. Rural America is alive and well, even if you New York folks don’t know it. After dinner Claudia dropped them off at their hotel, they had less than an hour to change into their formal clothes and get back to the gallery. Cooper had a black tux and Bonnie was a designer knock-off she had found on the net


It was an ankle length gold chiffon halter neck gown with thigh high slits up the outside of both legs. It was made of many layers of gossamer, almost weightless silk and it flowed over her body like a waterfall. The neck’s halter style was low cut and two sides that covered her breasts did not connect until low on her waist so that the sides of her breast were visible. As she moved the motion of the many layers made her appear to fly through space. She would have to be careful however, because if she moved two quickly her breasts might free themselves of their covering entirely. Cooper found it extremely sexy and wasted no time in putting his hands under the fabric to ascertain that she wore nothing at all underneath. It they hadn’t been pressed for time they would have had a quickie before they left but as it was they didn’t walk out of the room until the time they planned on being at the gallery. As the cab pulled up it was clear this was a very different kind of event
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There must have been two dozen or more press, all with cameras, in front of the gallery. These were not art reporters but rather the infamous paparazzi waiting for stars. It was unnerving when the cab stopped and before they opened the door it was surrounded by peering faces. However, nearly all backed off once they saw that Bonnie and Cooper were no one of interest. The disappointed cadre of photographers made way for the nobody’s and they presented their tickets and went inside. Once inside the gallery, Bonnie was glad she had spent the money for the dress, the women were fabulously dressed and no matter their age beautiful and sexy


This group was at the gallery for clearly different reasons than the first. There were few people looking carefully at the art and most stood around preening and talking. Though Cooper was not a People Magazine type and didn’t recognize many of the stars, it was not hard to tell who were the VIP’s; they were they were the best dressed and had an entourage in tow. Compared with the dozens of photographers outside, inside Cooper only found one photographer, but he was busily shooting photos of just about everyone, even Cooper and Bonnie, though he clearly took more interest and more photos of Bonnie. He saw Dr. McKinnon from the FFF board in an animated discussion with a group of well dressed, apparently socialites. She saw him, smiled and waved before launching back into her discussion with those around her. He did notice a short older man taking a great deal of time looking at the art and it wasn’t until he began to talk to him he recognized Woody Allen’s voice
It was not so hard to recognize Parris Hilton wearing a nearly transparent dress. Bonnie recognized a couple of famous models and a couple of musicians, but the highlight of the evening was meeting Angelina Jolie whom both Cooper and Bonnie thought was the most beautiful woman alive. They’d been there for an hour or so and were beginning to get board when they saw Amy talking in her animated style, not far from their painting, to a couple of people were facing away from them. Amy, seeing them waved them over and said “Cooper, your just in time, Ms. Jolie was asking about the FFF Cooper almost fell over himself, she was stunningly beautiful and he felt completely unnerved and began to stammer


Amy rescued him by saying “This is Cooper and Bonnie Campbell, they were the models for the painting over there” she gestured to the painting of them, “and Cooper wrote most of what you have read about the FFF The beautiful star put out her hand and said “Call me Angelina. The painting is absolutely wonderful, I will most certainly put in a bid for it. She went on to ask about the FFF and Cooper was delivered from having to really talk because he just repeated the spiel he had now given a dozen times. Even still he quickly excused himself as soon as he’d answered her questions. Bonnie, as usual, was more confident in social situations and she stayed and discussed the art for quite a while longer. Cooper, as he waited for Bonnie watched people’s reaction to the live art piece. Most, he saw, did not see it for what it was and simply walked by
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Perhaps one in four stopped short when they realized at what they were looking. Naturally when one person in a group saw it, they alerted the others who then were equally as shocked. Though shock was the initial reaction of nearly everyone, few appeared offended by the live art, and most appeared, to Cooper, to be sympathetic to the piece. He again ran into Dr. McKinnon after she finished a discussion with a reporter. Sliding over to her he asked “What you think of all this Denise?” she smiled. By the time he and Bonnie left to go to the after show party, they had seen dozens of faces they recognized from the media, but with out a doubt the highlight was talking to Angelina Jolie. The most important talk however was with Andrea Canning of ABC news for use on Good Morning America


As had been arranged by the publicist, ABC had exclusive rights to bring a video crew in during the last thirty minutes of the show. While they were there they did brief on camera interviews with each of the artist and at Amy’s insistence did an interview with Cooper about the FFF. All the interviews were done right in front of their big painting. According the man with the video camera, it was big enough that they could include just a part of it in the frame so as not need any digital blurring to get it on the air. His interview was short, perhaps five minutes. Cooper was told that it edited down to a minute or two and would be held as a filler piece on a slow news day sometime in the next few weeks. The party was in the main room of the suite that Amy and the other artists had shared for the past few weeks. It had been rented by one of the patrons that had made the exhibit possible
At the end of one of the hotel’s wings the common room was fabulous, with several sitting areas, a wet bar, and a baby grand piano. The regular rooms on either side had adjoining doors to make the group of rooms the size of a house. The main room at the height of the party had a dozen and a half people and did not begin to seem crowed. Amy arrived not long after Cooper and Bonnie. She was very visibly relived and after a couple of glasses of white wine was positively mellow. Sunk down in the deep comfort of one of the large couches she said, “I really don’t think that could have gone better. When the gallery suggested a publicist I thought they were crazy, especially when I found out how much it would cost, but now I realize why. I must say, I’m no big celebrity follower, but I was impressed by all the people I recognized” Bonnie agreed. Amy continued “And those celebrities not only got out the press but drove up the bids for my paintings. We should be in at least a half dozen national magazines and on ABC
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If we can’t get the FFF going with that kind of publicity, nothing will. Cooper said “I must admit, I was not expecting to give interviews like that. It was a little unnerving. You did great.” Amy said “My guess is that we will need some help handling all the responses and inquires we get. Bonnie, with out planning to do so volunteered “You know I’m not working, I’d be glad to help As executive director of the FFF, I accept your offer and name you the correspondence secretary for the FFF” Amy said “I’ll email you the password to the FFF account and you and Cooper can work up a way to handled the responses. The reporter for the Village Voice, accompanied by another young man came over and sat in a love seat. They were both good looking and immaculately groomed: obviously gay. In fact as Bonnie looked around she realized she counted thirteen men in the room and only five women, including herself. And of those men, there were three obviously gay male couples, one lesbian couple and one unattached man in quasi-drag. Then she thought about it; she was an art party in New York, what else should she expect. Amy introduced the reporter and his friend; “This is John Russell and his partner Mitchell Markelburg. You already met John, but I don’t think you’ve met Mitchell
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He was instrumental in us securing the Foundation money to put on the show. None of this would have happened with out him Modestly he replied “I would hope not. I would like to think others would have stepped in if I hadn’t. You and your friends are the real pioneers, pushing forward a progressive agenda that has been moribund since the 80’s.” Then he stepped up and offered his hand to Bonnie then Cooper. “John told me what you both had to say at the press conference: I thought it was great. It was obvious to Cooper this was a man who was used to being in charge. “And what do you do when your not promoting erotic art?” he asked Mitchell. Ah, I’m just another Wall Street suit. Amy corrected “No, not just another suit, the brightest young star in the city. Why do you think he had the clout to get those foundations to fund us. Let’s just say I have a talent for the market. I was interested Cooper, about your groups position on gay rights
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It seems you evaded the issue at the press conference. I did so intentionally. For the same reason Amy did not show her paintings of men with men or women with women in the exhibit. If I had answered the question directly the FFF would inevitably be seen as just anther gay rights group. I’m sure it’s no different than in your business, if you target a certain sector of the market that doesn’t mean you aren’t’ bullish on other sectors, its just not what your doing at the time. That makes sense but why the vague response to the question regarding your experiences with men? It is the same reason, it is that I don’t want to confuse the issue. And besides I told them we in the FFF don’t make a straight/gay dichotomy. You’re still not answering the question Certainly I am. Since I believe for most people sex is a matter of being in the right place and in the right mood rather than gender, I am saying the normal experience is that healthy sexually active adults will, at least on occasion, have sexual contact with both genders
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Thus when I I say that Bonnie and I are not monogamous we are saying, by definition, that on occasion we both have sex with our own gender on occasion. Why all the words, why not just say your bisexual? You’re not getting it, we reject those labels entirely. We believe nearly all people can be, using your label bisexual, unless pressured to be otherwise. I would suggest that we should adopt the label unisexual to describe those who are unable to respond sexually to both genders. So I will say I am not unisexual. Does that answer your question? Mitchell just leaned back and smiled, then as casually as could be pulled a bag of pot from his pocket and some rolling papers. Cooper and Bonnie tried not to show surprise. After all they were with a very different group here
Cooper hadn’t even see a joint since he was in college, and even then he didn’t partake. Similarly Bonnie hadn’t seen one is just as long, though she did partake at the time, but that had been a long time ago, long before they were parents of two teenagers. Both Bonnie and Cooper became very uncomfortable. Both were ready and waiting for the other to suggest they leave. Neither was ready though, to initiate a retreat and so they stayed as the pot and booze worked its way until the group was largely talking nonsense and laughing a lot
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Though generally an abstainer Bonnie downed a few glasses of wine and was laughing with the rest. Cooper however, was and had always been a tee-totaler and stuck to sodas as the room filled with giddy laughs and sexual innuendos. Denise McKinnon arrived last with a good looking middle aged man Cooper had seen her talking with at the opening. Sitting on the arm of a couch she told Amy, “Sorry we’re late, Pete here, wanted me to meet some of his friends. It seems someone actually did read my book and even more amazing I’m not universally despised in the feminist community. The man behind her reached out a hand to Amy and said “Hugh Goldsmith, of Rolling Stone Magazine. Your art is a breath of fresh air, I’m thrilled to meet you
This show will be the talk of the town by Monday. How long do you plan on running? We have the gallery for two more weeks. Some of the pieces will be auctioned next Friday but we have another dozen pieces to show, including another with of Denise here. He stepped forward and put an arm around her “She didn’t tell me until we’d left the gallery that one of the paintings on display was of her. She really practices what she preaches in her book doesn’t she? She the real deal all right” Amy agreed I suggest you schedule some more evening showings, from what I heard from my colleagues, you will most defiantly get some good reviews. That’s a relief; I really didn’t know what kind of reaction I’d get. While they continued to talk, Cooper slipped off to the restroom, he returned to find Denise and her friend had gone again but Jim Peterson was now saddled up next to Bonnie, whispering in her ear. Cooper went to get a glass of Coke from the wet bar and when he looked back, Jim had one hand under the straps of the low cut dress massaging her breast


Cooper grabbed a bar stool. Near the piano, an impossibly good looking young man played show tunes. Nearby another god like male danced slowly to the music, a joint hanging from his lips as he slowly undressed to “Those were the Days”. Though Cooper didn’t remember being particularly sexually attracted to men, but watching this man slowly remove each piece of clothing until he danced nude stroking his erect penis captivated him, and turned him on. He reached to move his nearly fully erect penis to a more comfortable position in his pants. “Hot isn’t it?” Mitchell’s voice said from the wet bar behind him. “Yea, he is The god-man was now dancing close with his equally nude date, an older and less attractive man. The nice thing about being rich and queer in New York is the best boy toys in the world live here. Mitchell took a seat next to Cooper and they watched the two men dance and kiss hard before the older man dropped to his knees and began to caress the younger man’s genitals. Looks good doesn’t it” Mitchell said Cooper said nothing but inwardly wished it was his taking that penis in his mouth. Do you like to suck cock?” Mitchell asked Yes


On occasion, I do” Cooper answer with out looking away from the show in front of him. I can see your wife does too” Mitchell said as he looked over to his right. Cooper swiveled his head to where his wife sat. Though he could not get a clear view, he could see his wife bent double, her face down in Jim’s lap. She was most defiantly giving him head. With out any warning, Mitchell unzipped his pants and pulled a good sized, erect penis into the open “So, do you want to blow me? Though surprised at the forthright offer, Cooper slid off his stool and stood in front of Mitchell, wrapping his hand around the warm shaft. “But what about John, aren’t you two a couple?” Mitchell said “Yes, but we are no more monogamous than you and your wife are Cooper was not prepared for what happened next, though he made no effort at stopping it. Mitchell leaned forward and kissed Cooper, pushing his tongue between Coopers unsuspecting lips. Though a jolt of revulsion knotted his stomach, he responded and offered his tongue to Mitchell. Though he grew more aroused by the kiss, the sick feeling in his stomach was growing fast
To stave off some embarrassing unpleasantness he broke the kiss and, squatted down and stuffed the firm organ in his mouth. It had been since the party at the LeMarco’s that he had tasted a man and with abandon he went to work on the penis shaft and head. The taste of the salty musk of the shaft and feel the rubbery bulbous head washed away the sick feeling in his stomach and replaced it with the burning desire to taste this man’s semen. Holding the silken sack in one hand and griping the firm tube with the other Cooper focused all his being on the smells, taste and sounds of his pleasuring this man. He had lost all sense of time as he pressed his lips tight moving up and down, face fucking. He relished the exquisite taste of the first drops of pre-cum on his taste buds and redoubled the pace of his work. Then with a groan from Mitchell he felt the sack tighten and soon the stream of sex filled his mouth. If Mitchell hadn’t pushed him back he would have gone for a second load as soon as he swallowed the first. You really are into sucking cock aren’t’ you?” John said standing next to Mitchell as he looked up
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“Why don’t the three of us move to one of the beds and get more comfortable before we continue.” With out waiting for a reply Mitchell and John moved toward an open door at the end of the room. Cooper looked around. The older man who had been sucking cock was now bent over the back of the couch that he had last seen his wife blowing Jim Peterson. “Where did my wife go?” Cooper inquired as he followed Mitchell said “Oh, she, Amy and Jim went to the other bedroom a good ten minutes ago. Later, back in their hotel room Cooper told his wife about his first all male sexual experience “It was, to say the least, intense”. What did you guys do?” Bonnie asked as she carefully hung her dress up. I’ll put it this way, I had one of them up my ass for at leas a solid hour, when one would pull out the other would start. I’ve never been fucked so long that it didn’t feel tight any longer, well tonight it got that way. So you got fucked, and I saw you blowing Mitchell before I went into the other room with Amy and Jim. Did you blow John too. Oh yea, a lot of the time one was fucking me, the other put his dick in my face to suck. Did you like that?” she asked while cleaning the makeup from her face. Cooper, who was now as naked as his wife, lay back on the bed “When they had worked up a good rhythm where the one behind and the one in front thrust at the same time it worked good. I found, with an average sized dick I can usually take the whole thing in my mouth with out gagging, since neither of them were real big it was cool when one would fuck me hard pushing the one in my mouth deeper. She smiled “Yea, I know what you mean, I like that too. They did use condoms, right? Yea, when they fucked me they used lubed ones, it felt good. But I sucked them raw. Cooper!” Bonnie said with irritation


“You can still catch things from oral sex. I know you, I’m sure you swallowed Cooper blushed and nodded, “I did.” Just thinking about feeling each load explode in his mouth brought his dick up to half mast. She finished her face and turned to her husband, noticing the growing hard on she crawled over to him on the king sized bed “You like sucking cock don’t you? He nodded. She said “So do I” and leaned down to kiss him deeply. She could taste the semen in his mouth and he in turn tasted semen in hers as well. He pushed her away “Hey, your raging me about letting them cum in my mouth, but I can taste cum in your mouth as well! She sat back with a Cheshire grin “I guess we both like cum” He pulled her back to him and pressed his tongue back into her mouth


They made slow love for the next hour as they told the details of what they had done in their separate rooms. Contrary to Amy’s prediction Dane was not inundated with local press upon his return home. It seems events in the Middle-East took a dramatic turn the day of the exhibit’s opening and since the media seems to only follow one story at a time Cooper’s moment came and went. Over the month of June Cooper did do five interviews, all national publications. It was a relief to both Cooper and Bonnie that the show and the national dialogue that the show had begun had not yet seemed to find it’s way to their little town. They supported the cause, but they were glad it had not yet shifted from an intellectual pursuit to an hysterically emotional one. That would not come until winter. *** Fortunately for Amy and the FFF, the shift in front page news did not seem to affect the arts community. Inquiries and donations flowed into the new foundation. Amy took Bonnie up on her offer to help with the clerical duties; processing and forwarding email, recording and depositing donations, sending out literature, etc. At the next board meeting two weeks after the show Bonnie became the first employee of the FFF: Office Administrator, part time
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The board was not yet ready to set up a permanent office but with over $50,000 in proceeds from auctioning a dozen of the art works in New York and requests from gallery’s from Chicago, San Francisco and London to do the exhibit in their cites it was clear the foundation was on it’s way. A committee was assigned to find suitable space for a corporate office and Amy agreed to discuss taking a sabbatical from the University of South Carolina to spend a year full time with the FFF. Although she was wrong about Cooper being assailed by local news outlets, she was right about the political backlash against her and the University of South Carolina. There had been more that a few calls that she be fired for making “pornographic” paintings, but the University was standing by her: so far. The Campbell’s study was converted into the FFF office. Though technically a part time job, Bonnie threw herself into the work and then dragged Trisha and Sherry in to help her. Every week in the month of July a national publication produced a story on the art show, the FFF or the issues it raised. In addition to the New York newspapers they were written up in, The Rolling Stone, The New Yorker, Esquire, Playboy, GQ, Cosmopolitan and even Time Magazine did a short piece. Each time an article came out, they received more inquiries. Even though the FFF began to take up more and more time for Bonnie, a girls trip to Miami was instigated in mid July, by Marcy approaching Bonnie with the idea. Actually it was instigated by Sarah pestering her mother to talk to Bonnie. It was after their second day of tanning at the Campbell’s pool
Sarah, who had by then announced to her family she was a nudist and forswore clothes at the house. She initially had bullied her mom into abandoning clothes when it was just them at home but by the end of July Marcy also spent nearly all the time at home naked, and enjoying it, though it would take later events to bring her dad, Mike, around. Sarah practically blackmailed her dad into putting up a privacy fence by telling him she didn’t care that some of the boy’s in the neighborhood had been spying on she and her mom laying out naked by the hot tub. Unlike Misty’s whole group of “open to anything” friends, Sarah found only one friend, Katie, willing to lay out a’ natural on the back deck and that was only occasionally due to her boyfriend, Kevin. Kevin was extremely controlling and demanding of her time. It was only when football practice stared in late June did Katie get to start spending time with Sarah again. Katie was ready to break it off with Kevin, but didn’t know what to do. Through June and July, Sarah was at the Campbell home so much she had become a rather a fixture, almost a second daughter


This is not to say that that her mother Marcy didn’t come, for she continued with the regular tanning group but also on other days she would stay when dropping off Sarah. Sarah applied her new commitment to nudism at the Campbell’s. When Sarah told Bonnie she was now a nudist, she quite naturally supported her. But when one day when it began to rain and they all came indoors and Sarah sat in the family room watching TV in the family room, Bonnie felt hypocritical covering herself. So by the end of June Marcy dropped off Sarah at their house she went naked from literally the moment she stepped in the door, until opening the door to leave
Thus one day Bonnie realized she had gone three days with out putting on any more than a sun hat. It was she, combined with the differing mixes of Euro Club members, their boyfriends, Lamar & Byron and their adult friends, all coming over to sunbath at their home in the buff that pushed the Campbell family into becoming effective nudist. Prior to that summer, the only place the Campbell’s were regularly unclothed was the pool, with only occasional nudity indoors. It was Sarah who had moved the nakedness from the pool to the entire house. At the same time a variety of teens, that she only vaguely knew came to the house. She now hardly thought of herself or the others as being naked. It was only when a newcomer stood bug eyed did she think of it. She also found herself playing the role of the oracle of relationships and sex
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Rarely a day at the pool went by when she didn’t sit on her chase and listen to some girl’s problems. So it was no surprise when Sarah brought Katie to the house in early July. At first she thought she was going to have to call Marcy to come get the girls; however, that did not happen. Though Sarah didn’t even bring a suit, Katie stayed in her one-piece suite for several hours while they swam and sunned, finally with some coxing from Sarah she sat next to Bonnie and began to talk. For an hour she told Bonnie how “for weeks I increasingly she felt that, to Kevin, I am nothing but somewhere to put his thing. Sympathetically Bonnie said “Oh, doesn’t’ sound like much of a relationship. Since that party over the 4th of July weekend” Katie said, “He doesn’t want to talk on the phone and we haven’t been on a date. I know football practice takes up his time but the only times I’ve even seen him he comes to my house just long enough for him to do his thing, and leaves. You know I live with my mom and older sister, and they both work a lot, so no one sees what he is doing. Katie was somewhat of an introvert and made little effort to make her self sexy


She could have been very pretty, but was more committed to her literature and poetry than popularity. Sarah had been surprised when she first went out with Kevin in February. But soon it became obvious to her, that her friend, who had been a virgin when she started dating Kevin, was simply an object of convenience to him. Beneath her stogy clothes she was a slim hipped, 32 DD, and Katie knew full well that is what attracted Kevin. Of course, Katie wouldn’t hear it, she had to see it herself. Now she did
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Their break up the week before had been messy with him calling her a whore and Kevin spreading the story of Katie blowing half the football team at the party kicking off the new football season. Kevin’s was saying she had been a gift to the new varsity players. The worst part was that when Sarah asked Katie about the rumor, she said it was true. That is why she brought her to talk to Ms. C. No, I wasn’t raped, or even drunk
I was lied to.” Katie said in a monotone voice “The party was at that huge house of Quint ’s. After about an hour, Kevin takes me to an empty bedroom and I think he just wants to do it. He does me at every party we go to, it makes him feel like a stud to do me and then tell his friends what we just did in the other room. Once we get in there are three guys I know, who have joined the varsity team: Steve Richter, Josh Lackey, and Drew Gilstrap. Kevin told me that it was a tradition to for the returning Varsity players to introduce the new players into manhood


I asked him what that meant. He said I, as his girlfriend, was to blow these three guys, but he wanted me to take my top off and show them my boobs first. He assured me that cheerleaders were actually fucking the guys in the other room but since I wasn’t a cheerleader I only had to blow them. When I said I didn’t want to, he told me that he would be humiliated if his girl were the only one not participating. Then he said that this is how I can show team sprit would gain the respect of everyone. Sarah, sitting on the foot of Ms. C’s Chase lounge snorted “And you believed that? I believed Kevin


And I had seen for myself at the party after the sports award banquet last spring some thing similar when a few of the cheerleaders did every guy who was graduating from the varsity team who did not have a date. I didn’t actually see them have sex with those guys but I saw them go in a room and come out telling their buddies what positions they had done it in. So it wasn’t too much of a stretch to believe his story. And to be honest, his friends are constantly talking about how their girls give head and he only talks about my big boobs, so I wanted to see how I would do. And besides, I’ve had a thing for both Steve Richter and Josh since we were in elementary school. So you sucked them off?” Sarah said accusingly Bonnie rebuked her “Let her talk Yea I did, and that was just the beginning. They all loved my boobs and that made me fell sexy. I really had a good time and so I did all
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2011-Dec-17 - MATURE AMATEUR ANAL

Mature amateur anal. As she slowly regained conciousness, Kaya opened her eyes and tried to figure out what was happening. She didn’t see much at first, but as soon as her eyes got used to the shadowy darkness in the room, she noticed five or six guys standing next to her, naked. Unfortunately, that wasn’t all. Her senses became a little clearer and suddenly she realized there was a guy sitting close to her, hammering his enormous cock in and out of her shaven pussy. She wanted to get up and run away, but she couldn’t move a muscle. Parts of last evening began to come back to her, and she remembered dancing with a whole bunch of guys


One of them had given her a drink, and after that, she didn’t remember anything. They must have drugged her to take her home and rape her. She couldn’t believe it, she was really being raped. Kaya still laid down on what appeared to be the kitchen table, as more guys walked over to her and started touching her naked body. One of them took his dick in his hand and stuffed it into Kaya’s mouth, fucking her throat like she was nothing but a tiny little slut. She felt she was being lifted and one of the guys took place below her. Without any warning he placed his cock on the edge of her butthole and slammed it inside of her


Kaya wanted to scream, but nothing happened. She couldn’t make a sound or move, but she was fully concious and totally realized what was happening. One cock was now sliding up and down her ass, one was touching the very back of her throat and one was pounding inside and out of her pussy. That fourway didn’t take long, as the guy who had his thing in Kaya’s mouth quickly took it out and spit his juice all over her pretty face. Seconds later, the guy inside her pussy didn’t even bother to take it out before coming and shot his entire load into her body. As the guy took his cock out, Kaya felt the warm cum dripping onto her thighs. It appeared to be changing time. A few other guys had now put Kaya on top of one of the others, and she felt her body jumping up and down. It hurted badly, and that became even worse because the one with the biggest dick of all, a huge muscular black guy, had taken place behind her and was now fucking her way too tight asshole like there was no tomorrow
And the guys weren’t done yet. Kaya realized they were far from it actually, because one of the others took his cock in his hand, walked over to her and stuffed his big thing inside her pussy as well. She now had en enormous dick inside her ass and two pounding her twat at the same time, while a fourth guy started facefucking her again and another one got himself a boobjob. Although a mature amateur anal gangbang was in fact one of Kaya’s secret dreams, this wasn’t exactly the way she had pictured it. Every part of her body hurted like hell, and all she could do it stay where she was, without moving or making any sound. As the pov lingerie guys came closer to their climaxes, one after another started cumming
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The black mature amateur anal one, who had been nailing her butt for the past couple of minutes, was first to arrive. He as well didn’t want to take his cock out first, and Kaya felt a warm load entering her butthole. She finally had a moment of breathing as the guy pulled out at last, but it didn’t take long. Within a minute another one had already filled the empty whole and was now fucking her ass roughly. At that point, the boobjob-guy now came all over her cute tits, and at the same time the one who had been throatfucking her shot his load all over her face
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Every part of her body was now drenched in cum, but she still had two cocks inside her pussy and one pounding her ass. The ones on the front came at pretty much the same time, filling Kaya’s pussy entirely. At last, mature amateur anal the guy nailing her ass now reached the final orgasm and after a few last hip movements he pulled out and unloaded everything into her hair. After that last moment, Kaya saw the guys putting on their clothes again and walking out of the room. There she was, on a kitchen table, with huge loads of cum dripping out of every body hole. As soon as she was able to move properly, she looked for her clothes, but the only things the found were the hotpants and the bra she had been wearing that night. Without the ability to clean up, she slipped into her pants and put on her bra, before walking out of the room. She realized she just had been raped in a basement in some of some emoty appartment, and it was such a long way home
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All she wanted to do was take a cab and shower for hours, not only to wash the dirty feeling off of her, but also the cum, that had now hardened up and scraped over her body. She felt everything dripping out of her pussy at every step she took, and she realized her face was still covered in man juice. This was by far the worst day of her life, and she really hoped this would never ever happen again. Disclaimer: although my stories usually are pretty much true, this one is just a dream I had a couple of weeks ago. Check out my profile, it has some nice links to my Facebook page and Wordpress sex blog. Enjoy! @ Kaya Lindgren
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2011-Dec-14 - GIRL SPERM SEX

Girl sperm sex. I knew Tabby couldn’t stay angry with me for long. She loved me as devotedly as I loved her, but I would have to have a heart to heart talk with her about the nature of our relationship soon. When I pulled on my pants and came out of the bathroom I saw it would have to be sooner, rather than later. She was still naked, lying prone on our bed and crying into a pillow. I pounced on her, pinning her to our bed and wrapping her in my arms


“I love you, Princess Tabitha Jackie Moore! Who has dared to upset my beautiful Princess? Your faithful knight will hand you their head! Tabby got down to basics rather quick, and far too openly for my own liking. “I was good enough for four rapists and murderers but not good enough for you, Jack? Am I someone else's used trash now or what?” I could tell this little genius had been formulating her arguments, and I dreaded their effects on me. I rolled off her, thrust my arms toward the ceiling, and pleaded, “Lord, please take me now! Tabby wasn’t buying that line of crap, she knows I’m not the religious type, and I was only stalling for time to think. She straddled me, and got right in my face with hers. “Okay, so I’m not a virgin anymore. Yes, I’m still a kid in years, but not in experience. I’ve been forced to do things career prostitutes refuse to do
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I am a snuff rape CD that needs overwriting, Jack. I was introduced to sex in the most horrible way anyone could ever imagine, and I desperately need the one man I have been in love with all my life to overwrite those horrid memories with good ones! You are my Godfather, and I was named in your honor. Do you love me enough to make love to me as I’m asking you to do and protect me from my own memories and nightmares? What could I say to that? I gave it my girl sperm sex best shot. “Darling, as I’ve always told you, you are dearer to me than life itself, and I will kill for you or die for you without hesitation or thought, but you don’t understand what you’re asking of me! I’m twenty years older than you, and I’m a physical and mental wreck. You may be in love with several boys your own age before you reach an age I could legally touch you
Your parents named me your Godfather because they trusted me to always protect you with my life! The brat snickered and looked down. My hands were holding her hips and she was sitting naked on my bare belly. I was doing my best to ignore the mind blowing heat from her little pussy and the sight of her delicious looking little breasts and puffy pink nipples. Damn it, I had changed the diapers on this baby girl more times than even I could remember! She leaned forward onto me and kissed me passionately for a moment, while she purposely rubbed her erect nipples into my chest. “Now tell me you didn’t like that, Jack! Things have changed since my parents named you my Godfather, you’ve been teaching your military tenets to me for thirteen years and one of them is ‘adapt, adjust and overcome’ and I’m asking you to protect me the way I need you to now!” I think I’ve already mentioned Tabby is a strong willed child, haven’t I? Yes, I’d liked feeling her body on mine, I loved it, but I didn’t dare admit that to her! Instead I told her, ”Be careful with those pointy things you have on your chest, Love, you could poke someone’s eye out.” She laughed, kissed me again, then she bounced off me
She rummaged through my bag and came up with another extra large T-shirt. She wiggled into it, doing much more wiggling than seemed necessary, so I knew it was done for my benefit. “Take me and feed me something, Sir Jack,” she said, “while you think about what I told you your princess needs you to do for her. I was beginning to wonder which of us was running this gang. I finished dressing, including a shoulder holster and pistol, then loaded the weapons back into the truck. Tabby stayed within arm’s reach of me the entire time. We got into the truck and I asked her, “What are you hungry for, Tabby?” She thought that over for a minute, then asked, “Could we do breakfast? I’d love some pancakes with lots of butter and syrup.” I knew where there was a good place, but I cautioned her we’d have to rush right in and sit down before anyone noticed she wore only one of my shirts and was barefooted. This put her into Bonnie Parker mode again, because she answered me, “Let’s do it, Clyde! I parked near the entrance to the place and we went in fast
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Tabby cased the scene quickly and darted into a corner booth with me right behind her. We had gotten away with it, because a girl came to take our orders. Tabby spoke right up to her and ordered pancakes, bacon, and milk. My preference wasn’t on the menu, so I pulled a ten from my billfold and told the girl she’d earn a ten dollar tip if she could bring me two grilled cheese sandwiches, with fried egg, bacon, and tomato on them and coffee. She grabbed the ten, winked at me and headed to the kitchen. Tabby pinched my arm hard


I asked her, “Hey, what was that for, Shrimp?” She told me, “Doh! That was for flirting, dummy. You already have a woman with you, me!” I couldn’t argue that point, after what the darling had survived that week. Tabby remarked, this seat is cold, Jack!” I had to laugh at that. I told her, girl sperm sex “Don’t worry, Doll, your hot little body will have it smoldering within minutes! Pull my T-shirt down under your bottom, and try not to burn a hole in it.” I would have given her my light jacket to sit on, but it was concealing my shoulder holster and pistol. Our orders came and Tabby devoured the three pancakes and bacon while I was eating one sandwich. Wow, I guess you were hungry! Would you like more of those or something else?” I had noticed she had been admiring my sandwich, so I picked up one of the remaining two halves and then slid the plate to her. “Here, Love, I’ll share with Miss Bonnie Parker any day.” She thanked me for the half sandwich, and then declared herself full when she’d finished it
Our check arrived and it was close enough I gave the girl a twenty. I was lucky my gun moll cut me some slack and I didn’t get pinched again. Our next stop was a clothing store. Tabby was familiar with this one and headed for the right area as I pushed a shopping cart behind her. She rushed back to my side and hugged me as one man passed by. “You’re doing fine, Sweetheart, you’re a brave girl.” I reassured her. “Maybe you think so, Jack,” she said, “but I nearly peed on the floor when he got too close! I held her close to me for a minute and bent to kiss her. She made sure it was on her lips instead of the cheek I had been aiming for. We made our way to the clothing racks, and timid Tabby became a practiced shopper, pulling items out and scanning them for prices and sizes with her eyes
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She approved several dresses, blouses, skirts, and pants and put them into the cart. She turned to me and asked, “Do we have a money limit on our shopping, Jack? I laughed and told her, “Not for you, Darling, you get everything you need or want from me.” My namesake looked at me with fire in her eyes and I knew she was thinking of our earlier conversation. She bought underwear, socks, and several pair of shoes. The one thing I did suggest was a beret. She looked so stunning with it on, and I knew it would help with her self-image and self esteem. I urged her to buy several colors of them, which she took me up on. She told me she thought she had enough clothes for now, and we checked out and loaded her loot into the truck. My brazen girl pulled my shirt off her and changed into one of her new outfits as I pulled out onto the road. Our next stop was the shooting range
I gave her a basic safety lecture, and I had ear protectors and adjusted them for her before we ever began firing. I showed her how to load ammunition into a .22 semi-automatic rifle and let her punch holes with it for a while, while I explained to her about squeezing the trigger and not jerking it. She asked me, “Can I write something with it?” I told her, “Sure you can, if you’re good enough with it.” That kept her attention for quite a while. She wrote “Tabby Loves Jack” on one target and her doing so brought tears to my eyes. When I noticed her concentration seeming to fade I asked if she’d like to try a .22 pistol and revolver and she was all for that, too. I showed her the grip to use and a combat stance. Tabby liked the pistol best because I had two extra clips for it and I reloaded them as she fired. She went rapid fire at one point and still held the group on the target! “You’re a natural, Tabby!” She had an explanation for that, too. She smiled at me, “It’s the beret you bought for me, Jack
Take that you bastards!” She fired off another clip rapid fire and I knew she was shooting murderers and rapists in her mind. She proved that to me when she said, “This is great therapy, Jack, thank you! At the rate you’re learning I’ll start you on the .9 millimeter semi-automatic and the .38 Special revolver tomorrow,” I told her. “If you do as well as I think you will we’ll have you double tapping the man shaped silhouette targets with a .357 Magnum within days.” She asked curiously, “What’s double tapping, Jack?” I told her, “That’s what you do to the likes of those sorry bastards who hurt you and your family. You fire two shots quickly, a bullet into their chest or back, another into their head as your barrel and point of aim comes back down from the recoil. Tap, tap!” Tabby squeezed off two rounds at her target quickly, then she turned her angelic face to me, her sweet lips parted in a precious smile. “I could do that!” I had to kiss her, she was too damned beautiful and brave a little warrior for me to resist! Where Tabby learned to kiss I was afraid to ask, but she’d learned it well


She must have been a natural at that, too. When we broke the kiss we were both breathing hard. She looked at me hopefully and asked, “Does that mean you’ll do what I asked and make love to me?” I didn’t know yet. I told her, “What it means is I’m stark raving madly in love with a beautiful girl who is young enough to be my own daughter, and I’m going straight to hell for it.” She grinned happily, and told me, “I’ll follow you straight to hell and back, Jack! I’m just as madly in love with you!” She kissed me again, and I let her do it, and I kissed her right back. “Girl, you do know how to kiss!” She sheepishly admitted to me, “Marcie and I have been practicing, but it’s much more fun kissing you! Oh hell,” I laughed! “I’d give anything to watch that sometime!” She quickly told me she could arrange it, and as tempting as it sounded I had to tell her no, that was something private between her and her friend. As bad as it sounded I knew it was time for us to face reality for a while


It had just struck me her parent’s funeral was scheduled for the next day. I wasn’t sure how to pull this off without exposing her to danger, but I had an idea. We loaded the weapons back into the truck and went by one of my friend's bike shop. Rex was behind the counter when we entered. We exchanged greetings, then I asked him, “Rex, is my bike ready yet?” It had been in for a major tuneup, and the murders had prevented my staying in touch. “Yep, it has been ready for two days. I knew you’d be in soon,” Rex said
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He was eyeballing Tabby, probably wondering about our relationship. I knew I could trust Rex, he’d been Airborne, so I leveled with him. “Do you remember Bob Moore, my Bro, the cop? We’ve ridden in here a few times together.” He responded, “Aw, hell yeah, we’re closing the shop tomorrow and riding over there for the funeral. I’m sorry you lost him, Brother. He was one of us, even if he was a cop. It wasn’t only us who lost him and his wife, Brother. This beautiful creature here is Tabby Jack, their daughter, and my Goddaughter and namesake. She’s really spooked by men right now after her ordeal, so she’ll just stay out of your way


I was thinking we might attend the funeral with you guys, We still don’t know why Bob and his wife, uh, why this happened and Tabby Jack is very special to me. I’d rather not do this openly. Sure, Jack! We heard all about it, and Tina has been upset about it for days. I’m sure we can fix her up with some riding clothes and makeup. Tina’s in our back office, I’ll call her in.” Tina is Rex’s beautiful little blonde wife. She is a very sweet lady and adored Tabby immediately. We quickly caught Tina up on our tentative plans, and we found out Tina was not on Tabby’s long list of people to be terrified of. She was built very small and she talked to Tabby a few moments. Tabby got her first hugs and kisses of condolence from anyone but me since the murders


Tina had some good leathers, jacket and vest, in Tabby’s size, so I bought them. I bought her some riding boots, too. Tina gave her some of those sexy looking pre-faded hip hugger denims and a belt, and several new women’s Harley tank tops and scarves. She showed her how to tie a scarf onto her head for riding. I bought her some dark riding glasses to help with the disguise and protect her eyes. Tina recommended a good purse to carry her accessories in and gave us a veterans discount on everything. Tina summed it up, “All she needs now is the biker broad makeup, and if you’ll get her here by 9:00 a.m. I can do that in five minutes
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I’ll even draw a peace sign ‘tattoo’ on her cheek with a pen. Something like that helps draw attention away from your features.” I was damned grateful for all their help, as was Tabby, and we both thanked them profusely. Before we left Tina hugged both of us, and she and Rex assured us we were welcome to stay with them if we needed another safe house. I asked Tabby if she was hungry again yet, and she answered, “Could we do Mexican food this time?” I assured her it would be my pleasure to. I took her to my favorite place. I noticed as we walked in several men’s eyes checked out the little hottie. Undoubtedly they all assumed she was my daughter


She ordered a cola and I asked for a frozen Margarita with salt. I realized this was the first alcohol I had indulged in in days. Tabby is good for me, I reflected. I surveyed the menu and remarked, “You have to try this fried avocado, Honey. They peel them, take the seed out, stuff it with cream cheese, put it back together with a toothpick, then batter and deep-fry it. It’s almost better than sex.” I realized what I’d said and told Tabby I was sorry. She answered me, “I wouldn’t know, Jack, I’ve only had rape torture snuff sex to remember, you are going to change that for me, aren’t you?” Have I mentioned Tabby knows how to push all my buttons? I girl sperm sex reached for one of her precious hands and held it, then told her, “I love you, my Darling.” We both had the enchilada dinner with refried beans and Mexican rice and a fried avocado
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Tabby loved the food and thanked me for recommending them. I drove back to our motel where Tabby attacked me. We’d gotten everything unloaded and into the room when I stupidly turned my back on her. One rule I’ve always tried to follow is to never let a good-looking woman get behind me. You can trust the less beautiful ones more, because they’ll try to stay on your good side. Tabby is gorgeous and knows it, I’ve told her that for years and she trusts my judgment implicitly, unless it doesn’t agree with hers
She shoved me onto the bed, rolled me over and pinned me. That is amazing if you consider she was a young teen girl weighing at most ninety pounds and I was an armed combat vet weighing about twice that. I found myself helpless to resist her frenzied efforts as she forced her affections on me. She relentlessly kissed me and hugged me as I fought desperately to escape! I had warned Tabby earlier in the day while she was sitting naked on me about those pointy things on her chest being dangerous and likely to poke someone’s eye out. She used my own words against me now. She stripped off her clothes as I removed mine, then she warned me, “Resistance is futile! Don’t make any effort to escape or I’ll use my pointy things on you!” She viciously poked one of them at me and thankfully she missed my eye and other vital organs


It went into my mouth. I did my best to defend myself by licking and sucking on it. She pulled that one out and poked the other one at me. It went into my mouth, too. I knew I was up against overwhelming odds, but I’ve never been a quitter, I was willing to keep this fight up all day and night if I had to! I hoped she might be vulnerable now, She’d begun making purring and mewling noises as I fought those pretty pink pointy things with my lips and tongue


With the last reserves of my strength I rolled her off me and attacked her mouth. We tongue wrestled frenziedly for several minutes as I manhandled her pointy things with both hands. I continued massaging them and playing with her nipples then I moved lower between her legs to make another frontal assault with my mouth at another strategic site. I attacked her sweet pussy with my lips and tongue, alternating between her pussy lips and her clit. I showed her no mercy! She was doing her best at retaliating with her pretty pussy smashing against my face, but she did me no permanent damage. I inserted one finger into her pussy then added another one as she lubricated. Finding her G–spot I concentrated on it and sucking her clit. Then I deployed a moistened finger in a surprise attack on her rear defenses
The sounds she was making let me know the battle was nearly won! I pressed my attack as she began screaming my name and clenching my hair in her hands. A short time later she was thoroughly defeated. I moved back up beside her, holding my sweetheart, and kissing her sweet face. I held her close and watched her as she slept. I adore that look of satiation on a woman’s face after she’s just been made passionate love to. In my ruder moments I call it the fresh fucked look, but what was between Tabby and me was mutual love and adoration. I fervently hoped with every fiber of my being she had been right in insisting my making love to her would help her get over being raped. I so treasured this darling child I had helped raise. After about an hour she stirred, then her beautiful eyes opened. I whispered, “There’s my Love! How are you feeling, Sugars?” She purred, “Much better now, Lover, thank you! Sex can be a beautiful thing! That was all sort of one sided though, wasn’t it?” I honestly told her, “The chance to worship at the altar of my Darling Princess’s body was worth more to your humble servant than diamonds and gold! Besides, I love playing with your dangerous pointy things and your sweet pussy
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This wasn’t about me. It was all about you feeling loved and wanted and having something beautiful to remember. I’d do the same for you every day for the next forty years and you know it. Yes, I do, Jack,” she said,”which is why I’ve always wanted you to be my first and only lover!” She started crying then. “My precious love,” I told her,”I could still be your first and only husband.” That stopped her crying immediately! She asked me, “You would do that for me, Jack? I’m damaged goods now.” I wasn’t about to hear any of that! I told her,“Tabitha Jackie Moore, I’d marry you for you and for me. You are the most precious person in my world! Will you marry me?” She didn’t even hesitate
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“Yes, my darling Jack! I told her, “Thank you, Precious! We’ll pick up the license as soon as we can. You’re underage, but I have your parent’s power of attorney and can sign for that myself. Does my being your fiancee rate any kisses?” The little vixen whispered, “I will do more than kiss you, Jack. It’s my turn to worship your body now.” My hand came up to touch her lovely face, could I allow her to do that for me before we were man and wife? We’d have to have a very long and thoughtful discussion of this, and I’d try to persuade her to wait for any other kind of sex until after we were married. This situation was so different now. I had pictured myself being a jealous, but proud part of her wedding party as Bob gave her away to some lucky man when she was grown up. Something struck me then, I remembered something she’d said and my stark fear for Tabby hit me so hard, I felt nauseous. I grabbed for my pistol
I took Tabby’s hand then I staggered blindly into the bathroom leading her. I put the pistol on the counter, and ran cold water in the lavatory and stuck my face in it. I ran water on my wrists and the nausea began to ease. I had faced death in combat any number of times, and had been blown into bloody rags by a mine and rehabilitated, but just now I had learned what true fear felt like. I held my precious love tightly to me as I considered what to do next. Three suspects had been arrested at the Moore home. When Tabby had first asked me to make love to her that morning she’d told me then it had been four men who raped her! To be continued



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Blonde ashley. The Breaking of Tracy part 2 Preparations I personally have four bedrooms at the estate. My main bedroom is on the third floor and is decorated in imported Italian marble. The bathroom is the size of a low income house in most civilized worlds. No one but myself and the cleaning slaves are allowed in
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I have a main floor bedroom near the back of the main house I use for overnight fucking. It has a beautiful four poster antique bed made out of richly carved oak. I maintain this room for having one of my slaves as overnight entertainment, often restrained spread eagle to the bed posts. A third yet is kept downstairs, near the training quarters. I've often referred to this room as the 'Pain and Pleasure' suite. It comes with all the opulent comforts the others offer, though containing more specialized equipment. Riding horses, racks, anything I'd like to use in order hurt one of my well behaved slaves for a night of pleasant agony. The fourth is more serious
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I call it the work bedroom. It's more barren. I keep a small closet that contains a single change of clothes. I call this the work room because of it's direct proximity to the training quarters. The estate staff knows that when I take up residence, I have my mind on training a girl and little else


I use it to sleep, wash and little else. I've just had Baby have to room turned over so that it will be ready for me. I intend to stay five to six days, uninterrupted downstairs. No business, no other pleasure...save that which Tracy is soon to provide. The staff both enjoy and dread my times downstairs
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My tenure in the work bedroom leaves them with the closest thing to a vacation. Furniture is on standby, the art my retire to their rooms for most of the day, and few, if any, beatings and rapings are administered. They cherish the respite. But each and every slave I have ever trained has known the other end of this time as well. They know the constant drilling I will admonish, as they too knew it to varying degrees
As I understand it, even Mistress Bitchcraft has planned a small vacation to America. I believe it's to an old lover, a Mistress Mary, if I'm not mistaken. I've had the opportunity to meet the woman once. Suffice to say, were Mary not as wealthy as I, she would have been my first choice in disciplinarian. But I digress. Tracy. As I organize the few papers I have before me, I snap my fingers absently as a summons. The short, awkward steps which heralds Baby's approach. "Yes daddy?" Without looking up, I address my most loyal of whores
"I'll be moving downstairs for just short of a week. I believe the wine cellar is low on Chateau Lagrange. Have it restocked, and take a recommendation from Jeanne-Marie from Reims, I think she had some of the Moet I wanted. Hold any calls or requests until I come back upstairs." "Yes daddy. And the request from Mr. Zheng for a fresh delivery, what shall I tell him?" I think for a moment. But only a moment


A Chinese captain of industry had recently enquired about getting a custom trained Japanese slave. The price is right, but I work on my own timetable. "Have the team do some preliminary research in a couple of days. A girl who can understand English and Chinese would be ideal. If Mr. Zheng calls, inform him I'm looking into the matter, and will call back in a couple of days." "Very good daddy." What would I do without her? Perhaps if all goes well, I'll let her rub against my leg until she cums once I'm done with the first phase of Tracy's training. As I stand and ready to leave the study, I notice the table's eyes glance up. Only for a moment, hardly even a second. But not even an hour ago, I'd had to discipline her


Really, you can't let insubordination like this slide. My bare foot shoots out and catches her in the side of the face. Her head snaps to the side, causing her to lose her precarious balance. All at once she tips over to the side, letting the crystal table top crash to the ground. "Ugh. This is the one with the younger sister in Yorkshire?" I ask Baby. "Y-yes daddy." Baby can already tell what I'm thinking. Just so, this type of behaviour is unacceptable. "Good. Have her hospitalized from a gang rape
And cut this ones nipples off." Despite what I'm saying, no hint of anger ebbs into my voice. Something closer to exasperation reaches through. On the ground, the coffee table coughs. "Please...no." "Make sure her sister will never conceive a child either, Baby. And break the table's knees with a hammer


Or would you like to beg me not to again?" A quiet resolve passes over the table as her head drops. She remembers her place once again. Good. Baby will have one of the other slaves take her place until she heals. In the meantime, she'll go through a refresher at the hands of Mistress Bitchcraft. I stand a moment longer, watching the red headed table quietly eat her sobs of sorrow through a stream of silent tears before I turn to go. She's disgusted with her acceptance. Good
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It's time. Upstairs, despite the central air, is hot. Which is why I wear nothing more than a silk robe and Egyptian cotton boxerbriefs. Downstairs, the temperature is cooler. I, however, work nude. I walk past Baby, who lowers her head in subservience as I pass, and cross the hall. Turning away from the main entrance, I make my way to the back stairs. These lead both up to the slave quarters, and down to the dungeons. I had these parts of the main house connected by this stairway as a constant common reminder to all the slaves
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'Yes', it silently says to them, 'You no longer need to go downstairs and be trained. But you come from there and can return for discipline.' It is a constant, silent reminder that they had better obey. My open robe billows as I as make my way down. Twenty feet below leads to a bricked tunnel leading underneath the main hall. I walk the length, almost giddy. At the solid wooden door at the end of the tunnel, which is designed with medieval sensibilities in mind, stands on of the Whores. The Whores are the three dungeon slaves. They serve the same position as the Sluts for the upper estate, though they deal more directly in the abuse and degradation called 'training'. The five foot six Whore at the door wears the standard Whore garb, a full body latex suite
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It covers every inch of her shapely figure save for her eyes, mouth, tits and cunt. It's even fashioned to have individual toe sleeves, similar to those stupid trendy socks that are becoming popular. The choker around her neck as a silver '2' etched onto it. Whore 2, she was the politicians daughter I believe. "Is everything ready for me?" Without looking at me, she nods. "Yes daddy


The girl has been chained to the wall and gagged. She was inspected when she was cleaned, and is in perfect health. You're room has been serviced, and is ready. A cow is waiting in the adjoining room from the novice room with Whore 3. Is there anything else we can do for you?" As she speaks my eyes drift along her shapely body. The form fitting body suite leaves every curve and crevice nothing to be imagined. I raise my arm and run the back of my hand along her masked cheek before lowering my attention
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I turn my hand over and gently stroke her chest, just above her exposed breasts. "Yes. Have Whore 1 take your place here, and be waiting for me in the novice room. I'll be in my work bedroom in the meantime." "Yes daddy." She answers. I reply by reaching still further and pinching her right nipple hard. With a quick pull, I let it go. She takes this as it is, and turns to open the door for me. Despite seeing bound and nude subservient women of every hour of every day, I still appreciate the beauty they posses. I cross into the dungeon proper, and walk the length. It contains the same square footage of the above estate, though I tend to have only one or two girls down here at a time


It's size was designed for two purposes. If ever a girl should get free before being broken, it acts as a maze, making escape to the above house all but impossible. I also host an annual slave festival, when several dozen of the wealthiest perverts descend on my estate for entertainment. Despite the number of RSVP's, I always have enough room for everyone to have their privacy, should they wish it. Right now, it will host nothing more than Tracy's training marathon
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I make my way into my work bedroom. The floor has been pleasantly heated. I cross the main room into my private bathroom. I want to be clean for Tracy. I want this to be special. Waiting for me, with a folded towel in hand, is the dungeon maid
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She wears a nightmare version of a french maids outfit made of leather straps and silver clasps. An anal hook in her ass is tied tightly to her pony tail, causing her to lean far forward with an arched back an upturned face. With her ankle restrains and eight inch heals, it makes for a dangerous balancing act, but she's leaned to manage. "Is my bath prepared?" "Yes daddy." The maid had once been an English political essayist. I remember her blonde ashley giving sneaks his cock me some trouble during her training. She'd gotten an arm free once and grabbed me by the testicles, in an attempt to blackmail her freedom from me. Leaving her in a position to tear her asshole open at all times was my little treat to her for that. She made no further objections to my treatment of her. "Strip me. I want to be bathed
Her awkward steps led her behind me. I felt her fingers reach under the collar of my robe. I shrugged out of it, letting her take it from me. She took a moment to hang it on a nearby hanger. During Tracy's training, she'll launder it. As she returns, I feel her reach for my briefs. "No, on your knees. I want you to use your teeth." A moment of hesitation is her only response, before she drops painful onto her knees. The hook in her ass doesn't let her reach the ground with her hand without significant pain, and so she'd been forced to simply drop down and absorb the shock into her knees


A small squeak of pain escapes her lips, before she leans forward and puts them to better use. Her teeth grasp the band of my shorts, and tugs down. It takes a moment to realize she'll need to lean all the way forward. She's not stupid enough to brace herself against me, so she instead balances herself on her knees and palms, and lowers herself to the ground, all the while keeping her back arched. I step out of my lowered briefs and walk to the large bathtub without looking to her. I step over the lip of my raised basin and into the warm water. As I lower myself into the water, the maid makes her way over to me with washcloth and soap in hand
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She takes a moment to grasp the lip of the tub before gently lowering herself to my knees. Lathering the cloth with water and soap, she begins to rub me down. I'm not really dirty, I'd had a bath only a few hours earlier, but I like the sweat to be rubbed off me before I get to work. I'll work up enough of a sweat soon enough. As the maid cleans me, her actions raise my thick manhood to attention. She pauses a moment to see if I'll instruct her do to something about it. I contemplate having her soap up her hand and stroke me to climax
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Perhaps holding her head under the water and have her take me into her mouth. I could hold her under until she's so desperate for air that she struggles. I good struggle could cause the blunted hook in her ass to tear her up a bit. My cock twitches at the thought of hurting the maid so. Again, the maid pauses a moment, eyes darting to my cock for a moment. No. I'll save my energy to treat Tracy with instead


I lash a fist out to the maids face, knocking her backwards to the floor. Her head bounces roughly off of the ground, causing the hook up her backside to bite painfully into the tender flesh of her anal cavity. A long sharp cry of pain escapes the maid, before she cuts it off in a panic. Gingerly, she raises her head to me with questioning eyes. "Get the towel, I'm done." "Th-th-thhhank you daddy." She makes her way to her feet and takes the nearby towel. As I step out, she begins to pat me dry with the fine cotton. As trained, she raises my testicles with her hand and purses her lips, as if for a kiss. As her lips make contact to the underside of my testicles, she slurps in, drinking in the loose water, before continuing to pat me dry
A few minutes later I'm dry, and I leave her to clean up without a word. Outside the novice room, only a dozen feet from my room, stands Whore 2 and the Post waiting outside, flanking the door. "Daddy," starts Whore 2, "Everything is in order. What would you like of us?" I've been thinking about this. I've decided to do things slightly different with Tracy. She's to be my new project. I want this done perfectly. Beyond perfect, even. "The Post with hold a common tray and do nothing else
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It will no speak or move, and it's eyes will stay on the ground throughout. You will act as my assistant and will fetch whatever I like from the table of the Post's tray. Also, I'd like you to absently touch yourself while I work, as if you are being aroused at the sight of the torture. You may not orgasm, but make it look like you are enjoying yourself." "Yes daddy." They might not understand why I've decided they will act this way, but it's been carefully planned by me. The cow will be the grand demonstration, what she will focus on, but Whore 2 and The Post will act in a similar fashion, only subliminally. Having Tracy see not only a completely broken woman like the Post act as little more than an inanimate thing, without any restraints, will make her realize I can the same to her. The sight of Whore 2 will reinforce the idea that compliance is the quickest way to whatever rewards may possibly be attained
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In a few days, she'll start to come to these conclusions herself, in the time between beatings. She'll initially reject these ideas, but as more time passes, the more she'll dwell on them. She'll never realize that blonde ashley I'm the one that planted the ideas in her head to begin with. I don't tend to brag, instead letting my work speak for it's self, but I am on talented sick fuck. We enter the novice room in silence. Unlike most other rooms, this one contains the widest assortment of tools. Whips, clamps, flogs, flails, gags, hoods and cuffs all line the walls and tables
Many other torture rooms down here tend to be more specialized. The whipping room, the water room, the stretching room. This has a little of everything. Scattered thought the large room are sex swings, riding posts, a few cages. Things to put a slave in every conceivable position. As I enter, with my two slaves silently behind me, I see Tracy is right where I've instructed she be put


She hangs from the ceiling and wall, restrained. Chains cuffed to her wrists and a chain cuffed to the thick leather strap around her waist anchor her to the ceiling and wall, respectively. Tight leather straps, not unlike a waist belt, lash her ankles to her upper thigh, doubling her leg. Similarly, her arms are lashed back onto themselves. When she squirms, all she can do is pathetically flail her elbows and knees
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Cuffed to her knees is a spread bar, keeping her legs open at an uncomfortable width. Nose hooks pull her nostrils up, and are attached up and over her head to the back of the choker she wears around her neck. She wears nothing else, save her fear. The moment I opened the door, a low repetitive plea for help filled my ears, broken up only by sobs of pathetic self indulgence. As I enter, she cuts a sob midway through and begins begging directly to me. "Pleeeeeease let m-m-me goooooooo." Renewed tears fall from her face as she pleads to my sensibilities. Stupid woman, I have no sensibilities. I stand, fully nude, before her


Behind me is a bare stone topped table. I've had her chained directly across from it, for a reason. The table run parallel to her, so she can see everything I'm about to do. My cock, still partially erect, twitches in glee and the thought. "Every time you beg to be set free, or for me to stop, I shall paddle your breasts. Keep it up, and I'll do it until they fall off
Scream and cry in pain, just never ask anything of me. You are my property now, nothing else. It is YOU who will be asked things of. Do you understand?" A tiny temper tantrum passes through her, as she helplessly flails against her bonds. After tiring herself out, she takes a moment to pant before whining


"Pleeeease dooon't! I wanna go hooo-sniff-ooom!" I turn away in disgust. "I warned you. Whore! The five pound paddle." Off to the right, the Post was holding a silver tray. Whore 2, who had until recently been stroking her left nipple with a latex clothed hand, walked over and picked up the paddle I'd asked for. Walking over to me, she kept her eyes on Tracy. "Here you are daddy." I waved her off and turned to Tracy. "Five paddles then?" I asked my restrained toy. "Nooooo" She wails. "Ten then." "Noooo, wait." "Fifteen it is." I smile inwardly, letting a smile slip through. Tracy flinches, trying to pull away. But she has no anchor and can't do much to exit my path. "Please noooo." "Twenty it is, and I think it best that I do it so hard all you can do is scream, lest you beg some more." "Wait!" She commands
Stupid slut, I command. The paddle whistles through the air before connecting with her left tit. The smack is so sharp the noise hurts my ear. Immediately, Tracy begins screaming, a spasm of pain causing her to bounce around in her suspension. "One." I calmly say. "Only twenty four more." The paddle comes down again, this time on her other breast. The sound of the hit is drowned out by Tracy's scream of anticipation
I forgive her the reaction. I train that out of them later on. For now, it will be enough for her to learn to do my bidding out of simple self preservation. That is the first step. I bring the paddle down again and again. With such small breasts as Tracy has, cute little A cups with beautiful pink nipples, the paddle I use has a face wider than their target. Instead, much of the blow lands on her chest proper. Slaps nine, ten and eleven land only half on, smacking the ends of the tips, before passing below. She screams louder
I didn't think that possible. I'll need to continue aiming to the tips instead of the full breast. I continue to bring the solid wood face of the paddle down on her tits in turn. Screaming so loud and so long, Tracy's voice begins to go raw early on. Slap, slap, slap. The red welts that her tits had become now have a dark blue and purple tinge settling deep into them. The bruises are so much more tender than the rest of her body, and make the last five slaps an exercise in hell for her. "Twenty five." Slap. "AAAAAHHHHHRGGHHH!" Tracy yelps. The final respite leaves her a chance to pant for air
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She begins crying in earnest, like a small child would. The sight of this girl, in so much pain caused by my hand, trussed up like a kinky cockwhore, crying away all her pain and shame has me fully erect. I look over at Whore 2. She is pinching a nipple, twisting it gently. Her knees are bent, ever so slightly. "Would you like to beg for me to let you go?" A weak head shake from her matted blond head serves as answer enough. "Whore, take the paddle." She walks over and takes it the wooden instrument from my out stretched hand. The sound of her heals and the squeak of her latex suit tells me she walks over to the Post to replace it to the tray. "You studied women's something or other in school right?" I ask, not really caring. Tracy's head bobs up and down, still to weak to be anything other than limp. "Women aren't anything
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They are things to do with. They're holes to be fucked, and bodies to be beaten. You will learn this." From behind a veiled of blond hair, Tracy tries to look up to me. "Fuck you." "What?" I ask, a little startled. I'd thought to make her too weak to say anything stupid. "This is evil, you sick fuck." She weakly spits out, putting all her hate into those quivering words. I have a sudden urge to take one of the flogging clubs and hit her exposed pussy over and over


But her spreading pole is in the way. Stupid, I should have just had her knees chained to the wall behind her. "Whore, bring me the five pound paddle. The one with nails." I'd rather not scar her so early, but she will learn. Whore 2 begins to walk to the Post in order to bring me the paddle, when "I'm sorry". The choked whisper escapes Tracy, almost to quiet to hear. Her head is still raised, but she's no longer looking at me. Her gaze is downcast and off the her left. "What did you say?" "I-I'm," she clears her hoarse throat and tries again, bolder
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"I'm sorry." I cross the distance separating her and me in an instant. I reach into her, quickly grasping her small mound of pubic hair and give it a firm tug. Thousands of little needle pricks bite deep into her crotch, as the skin gets pulled tight. "Ahhh!" She cries. "You're fucking damn well rights you're sorry. And you'll be more than sorry if you ever, EVER, do anything so stupid as to think for yourself again. You are mine! Do anything so stupid again, and I won't kill you for days. You'll wished I had. You'll over to rape your own mother with a butchers knife if it meant I'd only stop and kill you. Death is a reward


Unending torture is the only punishment. Do you understand me?" Gritting her teeth through the pain, she nods. I draw my face closer to hers. "Than admit it. Say you're nothing more than my stupid fucking post, and you're only good enough for what ever degradation I give to you." I don't wait for an answer, I give another, harder, tug on her pubic region. She cries out again, louder this time. "Say it!" "I...I'm nothing more than your stupid fuck post, and I'm only good enough for whatever you do to me-eeee-eee." Tears begin anew. I let her go, and she sucks in a breath of air through her teeth. "Daddy." I say, quietly
Tracy looks to me, not understanding. "You'll address me as Daddy. And you'll do as such every time you speak. Do you understand" "Y-yes. Daddy! Yes daddy." The corner of my mouth curls upward in satisfaction. "Do you want to be let go?" I ask. "No." She replies, defeated. I ball my hand into a fist and punch her square on her left tit. The force of the blow swings her back into the wall, her restrained legs crashing into the cement. "NO DADDY!" She screams in pain, realizing immediately what she has done wrong. "Whore, bring in the cow." I walk over to a row of tools, and start glancing through them. Where is it? Whore 2 walks over to the side entrance and opens the door


She disappears for a moment into the room before returning. "Tracy, you might not understand what's about to happen, but if you don't want your tongue nailed to a block of wood, you'll keep all questions to yourself. Do you understand." I call out behind me, not caring to look up. "Yes. Daddy!" She hurriedly says the second part. She's coming along nicely. Whore 2 returns with a local Ecuadorian girl. Her cool brown skin trembling in fear. Cows are inexpensive stock. They'll never be trained into slaves and only serve on purpose. They're disposable
I find what I'm looking for and turn to walk back to Tracy. Whore 2 is forcing the cow up onto the table. At one end the collar she wears is hooked onto the end of one table, followed by her wrists and the corners. She then proceeds to clasp her ankles to the table, leaving the local cow chained face down, ass up on the waist high table. Through the red ball gag, the cow moos in fear. I walk up to Tracy, with her new clamp in hand. "You're name is no longer Tracy. It's now Rapewhore. Say it." I coldly look into her eyes. She pauses a moment, with a desperate plea in her sad eyes


Then she does as I've commanded. "My name is....Rapewhore. Daddy." "You don't understand Rapewhore. When I give you a gift, you thank me. Again." Tears well up in her eyes and her face distorts into a grimace. She is disgusted with herself for what she about to do. The cum in my swollen cock wells up, begging to be let loose. "My name is Rapewhore, daddy. Th-thank you." I am so fucking horny right now
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It takes everything to not rape her to death here and now. "Yes, it is." I life the spider clamp I have in my hand up to her eyes. It's a silver mouth spreader that keeps the mouth open. Holding it in place is a network of leather straps that fit around her head and face. Along, the leather straps look like some kinky fetish mask. Altogether, it makes for an erotic and degrading piece of equipment. "Open your mouth." She hesitates for an instant, scared of what's about to happen. Inside her head, I can almost imagine the gears in motion. Whatever I'm about to do to her, it's best she do as I say and avoid anything additional
She goes to open her mouth, but then thinks better of it. "Yes daddy." She opens her mouth up fully. She isn't doing everything I say for the right reasons, not yet. But the first, tiny step as been taken. And she's the one who has taken it. I insert the spider clamp into her mouth and latch it open, the clamp the leather straps shut around the back of her head
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Stepping away, I admire her. Mouth forced open, she can now moan and cry unhindered, but not really talk. Drool begins to spill out of her mouth and onto her horrendously bruised breasts. "Rapewhore, "I begin, turning from her and to the cow. "I own you now. As I own everything on this estate
Isn't that right Whore?" "Yes daddy." Whore 2 chirps, stopping just long enough from stroking her pussy lips to answer. "As my property, you need to stop thinking of yourself as a person. You're a thing now. Just like this cow is." I rest my hand upon the supple brown buttock of the kneeling cow. She starts in fear at the touch. I give it a little appreciating pat. "This cow was bought for me in a village many miles from her
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As she is mine, I can do anything I want to her. Whore? The Gaper." Whore 2 takes from the Posts held tray a device that looks like an egg beater, save for the long handle and the toothed gear on the handle. I take it from her and wave her away. Turning to Tracy, I explain. "This device, as it gets cranked, spreads. It starts of with a diameter of one inch, but can spread to a diameter of one foot. See?" I turn the crank, spreading the egg beater like end. It's made from a thicker and stronger metal, and can withstand a few hundred pounds of pressure
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The toothed gear ensures that once cranked, it can't uncrank until the release is engaged. Tracy's eyes go wide with fear. She knows what it's used for, but has the wrong idea. "Don't worry Rapewhore, it's not for you. It's for the cow. You're going to watch." "Ooooo! Eeees oooodt!" Wails Tracy, feebly. "Whore, that's another five paddles. Keep track for me." "Yes daddy." She replies automatically. I walk around the table to the front of the cow, handing the Gaper to Whore 2 as I pass. "Insert it into her ass and start. Go slowly." "Yes daddy." I look into the panicked cows face as the Gaper is pressed against her asshole
I can imagine it puckering at the sensation. In a moment, her eyes squeeze shut and a scream passes into the ball gag as Whore 2 forces it in without care to the damage she's causing. The mechanical clank of the metal crank begins. The cows eyes shoot open in fear, darting around. Finding no escape, she begins to shriek. I'm too worked up to make this last long. I unclasp the red ball gag and let it fall to the floor, revealing the O ring behind it. Similar to the spider clamp, the O ring is a metal ring that sits in the mouth behind the teeth, keeping the mouth open. The cows anguish fills the room for a moment, until my cock enters her mouth, serving as a new gag. I look up from the cow to Whore 2


"Crank it hard!" She obeys my command. A well of sound enters the cows throat, With no where to go, the screams vibrate into my cock. Along with blonde ashley her dancing tongue, it feels like a sadistic heaven. As I thrust in full rapeful earnest, I hear the sickening sound of splitting flesh followed by the sound of a steady drip of blood hitting the table. The cows collar has a loop on the back of it I hook my fingers into. Holding a fistful of hair to keep her steady against my cock, I use my other hand to pull up hard. The pressure of the collar on her windpipe cuts off the screaming. The cow, in so much pain, begins her final thrashes


I'm so close. "PULL. IT. OUT." I command Whore 2 through gritted teeth. She braces a foot against the stone table top and pulls with all her might. Even with the leverage, it's a fight to pull the Gaper out
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It takes a moment, but comes free, making a wonderful mess. As the cow's last few spasms of life twitch from her, I grab two fist fulls of hair, and thrust the last few times. "TAKE IT! YOU GODDAMNED! WHORE!" Each scream a force full thrust. I cum hard and long with the final shout. With each spasms of cum shooting into the dead girls mouth, I chant through gritted teeth, "Take it. Take it
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Take it. Take it. Taaaaake it." Drained, I pull out uninterested. It takes me a moment to realize that Tracy had said nothing the whole time. Looking up, I notice she's staring in horror, but unable to look away. "She meant nothing to me. You are a personal interest. Disobey, and you'll beg me for this kind of treatment." The words register with her, I can see it


But she's too horrified from what she's just seen to answer. Spent I go to leave the room. "Whore, clean this up. Leave Rapewhore there for the night, she'll keep." As I reach for the door, I pause, thinking. "Have the cows head removed and cleaned. I'll have the maid masturbate me with it later." I open and step out. Looking back in as I close the door, I call out to Tracy one last time for the day. "You never have to be treated so badly. Learn to obey, and you can avoid any punishment." It took a second, but Tracy's eyes tear away from the body to look at me
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Even though she makes no effort to answer, I know she understands me. Tomorrow, she will learn to believe me.
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2011-Dec-6 - BRUNETTE COCKSUCKING

Brunette cocksucking. These are the fantasy misadventures of myself and my very busty blonde cyber wife, Robyn All my stories are not intended to offend in any way and please do leave comment, both positive and negative or contact me directly on picturepainter123@yahoo.co.uk School Dayz (Am I Bovvered?!) - Part 1 The house was quiet as she stood alone in front of the mirror in her bedroom. She looked at herself, dressed in the uniform short grey skirt, white socks and black shoes. Glancing up to her chest she knew that she would need to buy a new bra soon, the white lacy one she was wearing was barely holding her breasts which seemed to be developing a life of their own and the soft pale flesh was now overflowing the cups. Looking dissatisfied Robyn tried to adjust it for better cover and quite unexpectedly there was a ripping sound as one of the shoulder straps snapped. Oh balls!” She scowled at herself in the mirror
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“Now what am I going to do!” It was more a statement than a question since she was alone in her parents’ house. She frowned and unbuttoned brunette cocksucking her tight white blouse and looked at herself again. Glancing quickly at her watch she suddenly realised that her bus to school would be due to leave soon and she had to do something. Without thinking she pulled off the blouse, unclipped the broken bra and her large developing breasts bounced free, the flesh wobbling as it did. Without noticing she quickly pulled her blouse back around herself and buttoned it around the now naked plump breasts. That would have to do for today! She thought to herself as she placed her school tie loosely around her collar leaving it open down to the neckline where her blouse was open showing just a glimpse of her pale cleavage. Grabbing her school bag and blazer she walked quickly out of the door pulling it closed behind her. The sun was breaking through the skies as she walked from the bus stop to the school with her friends before hearing the bell and going into her registration class. Debbie, her girl-friend leaned over to whisper as the elderly overweight teacher sitting at the desk at the front of the class called out the names to check attendance. You not got a bra on?” Debbie hissed in Robyn’s ear. Without turning she simply shook her head. I can see that!” Debbie continued, “I……… can see your nipples!” She quickly glanced around the room
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“And so can all the boys in the class! Robyn giggled and her cheeks flushed slightly as you glanced shyly around the room noticing all the teen boys eyes were now locked on her over developed chest. They quickly averted their eyes as she looked over to them. The bell rang once again and everyone gathered their things for the first lesson. Robyn!” The teacher’s voice called out as she was leaving the classroom. She turned to look at him as he readjusted his glasses on his nose and looked over the top of them squinting at her. Yes, Sir?” She smiled brightly. Stay behind a moment will you…………. Please!” He ordered! Obediently Robyn returned to her seat and waited for the classroom to empty. Mr Smith, the teacher, in his forties and dressed in a scruffy tweed jacket and grey trousers, with a stomach that hung over his belt, closed the door behind the last child and stood before Robyn’s desk looking down at her. Leaning back he perched his fat bottom on the desk in front of hers and leaned back on his hands before peering once again over the top of his glasses at the girl in front of him. He smiled! Robyn………………..!” He started slightly hesitantly, “Do you think that is a suitable way to dress to come to school? What Sir?” She queried innocently. Ummm………………well……………….
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Braless young lady!” His tone changed suddenly as his eyes squinted at her and his lips curled down in a frown. Robyn looked innocently up at Mr Smith, cautiously noting that his eyes were now flicking between her eyes and the deep cleavage that the tight blouse had created. Robyn suddenly realised, with some amount of shock and bemusement, that her teacher was looking at her breasts! A smirk crossed her face and she pouted innocently but mischievously as she leaned slightly forwards, exposing more of her creamy fleshy cleavage. I am sorry Sir!” She smiled demurely up at him flashing her emerald green eyes in his direction and ensuring that she gave him maximum viewing of her fleshy breasts. “But I only have one bra brunette cocksucking that fitted and it is, umm, now too small for me!” Robyn now looked directly at the teacher and his eyes were now glued to the pupil’s young developing fleshy chest mounds. Still smiling innocently she reached up and ran her painted finger nails over another button. If my blouse is too tight, Sir……………………. then I can loosen it!” She grinned, her eyes sparkling, and seconds later the button was undone and her breasts pushed further out of the blouse. NO!.................. No, Robyn! Um……….. no, not here……………… not now!” Mr Smith’s cheeks were starting to flush as he spoke and he stood to turn back to his own desk. “Please don’t come to school like that again, please! Robyn grinned as his back faced her. “Okay Sir!” She rebuttoned your blouse and stood to leave
“Is that all? Or is there anything else you need me for, Sir?” As she spoke she leaned down to lift up her bag facing in the direction of the teacher who was now sitting back behind his desk and gave him a direct view of her hanging breasts held tightly in her school blouse. He glanced up and then quickly back down again at his work. No, Robyn, that is all for now, thank you!” His voice was slightly strained as he spoke. “Wait! Yes, wait a second, umm Robyn! She paused in the classroom door and glanced back at him. Without looking up he continued to speak. “You have homework to pick up from me. Please collect it at the end of the day! Yes Sir!” Robyn acknowledged and exited the class closing the door behind her. Immediately that the classroom was empty Mr Smith’s hand closed over his throbbing cock through his trousers, which was now rock hard and hidden by his desk. He quickly checked that his door was shut properly and opened a drawer. A copy of ‘Big Tits International’ came into view and he quickly flicked through the big tit magazine’s sticky pages until he stopped at a page featuring a blonde haired young girl in a school uniform with massive breasts. Ignoring the name on the page he smiled. Hello Robyn!” He whispered as he looked down at the model and moved his hand up and down quickly on the lump before his cock suddenly exploded with cum shooting deep into his Y fronts. But the moment of classroom madness was interrupted by a young girl opening the door. Yes, yes!” He looked over feeling his cheeks reddening as he tried to recover his composure
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“Yes, oh Charlotte, yes! Come in and tell the others to come in too!” He commanded and his next class came into the room and took their seats. Page 43, of the Human Anatomy text book!” Mr Smith said loudly. “Complete the problem and I will be back in a few moments!” He paused as he stood. “And keep the noise down while I am away!” He left the classroom holding a folder in front of the damp sticky patch on his trousers. Lunchtime was due but first was a PE lesson and Robyn quickly changed into her green PE top, short skirt and training shoes before following the other girls out onto the netball court. The school bell for early lunch sounded as she took to the court and started to play the game under the supervision of Jenny, a young blonde trainee teacher. Jenny appearance in the classrooms had definitely seemed to have raised the pulses of all the teen boys on her arrival into the school. She blew her whistle and the action started. Robyn!” She called out and Robyn ran obediently over to the Teacher
“You need a support bra on! Do you have one with you?” Robyn looked at the blue eyed, blonde with the tanned skin and perfectly shaped legs. No Miss!” She frowned back. “Don’t have one Miss! And my bra broke this morning Miss! Okay,” Jenny smiled. “You go in goal then and that will be less running and less discomfort for you! K Miss! Thanks Miss!” Robyn grinned before taking up her new position. Some pupils came out into the playground that was adjacent to the pitch and some of the boys loitered glancing occasionally at the 15 and 16 year old girls in their short skirts and bouncing titties! One boy in particular sat alone and glanced up occasionally to catch a glimpse of his ‘favourite’ girl although she never seemed to look at him. And today his mind was buzzing as he noted that she wasn’t wearing a bra. His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of an aggressive voice behind him. What the fuck you looking at?” Dazza sneered. “Dem is white bitches! And not for fucking Asians!” His hand swiped down in a hard thud against Parkash’s head and the boys eyes watered as he felt the painful smack. He moved and started to run into the school. Tha’s it Parkash, fuck off and stick to your own kind! Easy to tell, cos they smell like shit!” Dazza laughed at his last remark and his laughter was accompanied by that of Wingnut and Dento who were with him. Wingnut suddenly spoke
“But…………hang on…………. look at the fucking tits on that! Which one? Fuck! Who is that?” Dazza squinted in the sunlight to see Robyn as she moved around the court. I fink she’s called Robyn……………… or somefink like that Daz!” Dento piped up. “In Smiff’s class. Me and Plug are in Maffs wiv er.” He looked back at Robyn. “Never really noticed her before! Dazza turned to his new found fountain-of-school-pupil-knowledge. Well, prick, you’ve noticed her now and so ave I!” He grinned. “And I wanna notice more of er!” He turned quickly to Wingnut. “You get er to meet me, right? Sure Daz!” Wingnut smiled. “Leave it to me! Jenny blew her whistle and shouted ‘well done girls!’ before Robyn and the other players moved back into the school to get changed. Parkash wiped the tears from his wet cheeks and looked up as his favourite girl walked past him in the corridor on her way to get changed


She didn’t see or notice him, but he could stop looking at her. He saw her gorgeous legs rising right up to her short skirt, he saw the way her bum wiggled as she walked and he saw her breasts and the way they danced in her top as the fleshy mounds bounced around! . Oy…………. Robyn!” Came the voice from the darkened corner as Robyn walked down the corridor. She stopped and looked at the tall ugly 16 year old. Oh, hi Glenn.” She smiled before going to move on as she made her way to Mr Smith’s class to pick up her homework. Wait…………………Robyn!” Wingnut looked at her noticing that chest was barely held in by the tight blouse. “Dazza……………Darren!” He quickly corrected himself, “he wants to meet wiv you and thinks he might have something that you will wanna see!” He grinned. Robyn glanced at her watch
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“I have to pick up homework in half an hour.” She replied. “Where is he now, this Darren? In the boys’ bogs!” Wingnut quickly replied. “We have time if you skip art now and you can be back in time for Smiffy! And what has he got that is so important?” Robyn queried innocently. Wingnut was losing patience now and grabbed her arm roughly frog-marching her down the corridor before bursting into the boys’ toilet. God it stinks in here!” Robyn scowled as the smell of urine went up her nose. Darren was waiting and smiling as she came into view. “Nice one Wingnut!” He grinned. “Just what the doctor ordered. Now fuck off and leave us alone! A dejected looking Wingnut left the room and Robyn looked at Dazza, the school’s most feared student. With his teenage spots, lanky limbs and greasy black hair he wasn’t really her type but in all honesty, she didn’t really know what her type was as she had had very few relationships with boys
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She was intrigued to know what was so important that he needed to show her. Hey Darren!” She smiled pleasantly. It’s Dazza, not Darren, only my fucking Ma calls me that! Oh sorry!” You felt anger rising in your body. “I’ll just go then shall I? Dazza? Stay where you is, Robyn!” He grinned licking his parched lips lightly. You stood still and noticed a little hair growth above his top lip in a vain attempt for him to look more mature. Robyn now suddenly felt uneasy in his company and looked back to check her escape route in case she needed it. Dazza had a reputation as being a bad boy in every way and so Robyn were unsure of her own safety in his presence, especially being alone with him in the boys’ toilets. So…………….?” She said. So………..Robyn!” He grinned. So what do you want to show me Dazza? I don’t want to show you nuffink bitch!” He snarled suddenly and she felt the hair rise on the back of her neck. “But I want see somefink that you have! What………………
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What do you wanna see?” She enquired innocently. Dazza started to walk towards her until he was only a few feet from her, his eyes were flicking between her face and her breasts. Your tits of course!” He spat the words out and Robyn felt his saliva hit her face as he spoke viciously towards her. You’re just a bully!” You said as you felt both angry and intimidated at the same time but attempted to put up a brave front. You saw his lips curl in anger and started to tremble. As she thought of what he might do brunette cocksucking next she came to realise that others had seen her tits, at least through the blouse. In fact everyone had been staring at them all day in school which, in a slightly odd and perverse way, she had quite enjoyed, having the attention of the lecherous schoolboys and some Teachers. Although she didn’t want to encourage him, the more she thought about it, her nipples suddenly started to harden all on their own, as she looked back at the spotty teenager. Well?” He grinned through yellow teeth noticing the difference through the thin white blouse. “You gonna show me them or am I going to kick your fucking face in?” He grinned cocking his head slightly to one side. “Your choice Robyn! The hairs rose on the back of her neck again and she looked back at him. Finally accepting defeat she reached up pulled off her tie
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The school bully watched intently as her fingers flicked the buttons of her white blouse open and the cleavage of her big fleshy breasts came into view until the blouse was fully opened down the front but still cover them partially. Show me!” He demanded. Robyn finally pulled the blouse wide open to give him a full view of her young fat fleshy mounds and hardening pink nipples. Holy fucking hell!” He murmured as he gazed at her amazing chest and she felt the cool breeze in the room around her heavy breasts. You like them?” She asked innocently. Fuck………………………………………. Oh fuck, yes………………yes!!” Dazza exclaimed and she felt his hands suddenly reaching out and grabbing them, squeezing the nipples hard. Robyn’s initial reaction to the pain was quickly replaced with pleasure as her throbbing nipples sent tingling electronic pulses all over her body and her young pussy started to tingle. She couldn’t help herself and let out a low moan as Dazza’s face lowered before his mouth sucked a nipple in between his lips. He looked up at his new conquest with a grin. “Fuck…………..bitch! You like it don’t you?” He smiled. “Fucking whore!” He eased back and started to undo his trousers before letting them drop to his ankles. “Well you gonna like this then!” He smiled as he fished into his tatty off-white Y fronts and produced a thick hard cock
Pulling back the foreskin he smiled at Robyn. “Ever seen one this big?” He grinned as he wanked it slowly up and down. No……………..um……………….no, I haven’t!” She replied honestly but her eyes were transfixed by the length and bulbous head of the teenager’s cock. Can I touch it?” She asked innocently grinning with slight embarrassment. Touch it? Fucking touch it?” He snarled back at her. “You is going to touch it! And you is going to lick and suck it too!” He was smiling now and she watched as his cock was throbbing even harder as he gazed intently at her chest. And if you are Dazza’s good little girl then you might even get to fuck it too?” He looked directly at her now. “You ever fucked? Robyn’s cheeks immediately reddened and she looked down at the floor without answering. Oh goody!” He smiled. “Then I can fuck your tits and get your fucking cherry too then?” He looked back and kicked open a cubicle before going and sitting down on the toilet seat and looking back up at you
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“Come in here!” He ordered, “And get on your fucking knees then, bitch! Robyn smiled and obeyed the school bullies instructions! Dazza’s shaft felt hot in her hand as she wrapped her fingers around it squeezing it as she did so with both hands, feeling the softness of the skin but the fullness of the girth. She giggled as she watched clear sticky liquid appear in the slit and run down the shaft and over her fingers tickling her skin as it did. Dazza groaned as he gazed down at her. Yeah tha’s it!” His eyes were almost closed now and his breathing had increased. Is that Piss?” Robyn enquired innocently and he laughed out loud. Don’t be such a dumb fuck!” He snarled. “Tha’s called pre-cum! Oh!” Robyn replied softly. Taste it!” Dazza’s eyes were open again looking down at her expectantly. She looked…………… slightly reluctantly back at him. I said fucking taste it!” He repeated. She lifted one hand from his throbbing shaft and raised it to her mouth. Extending her tongue out, she ran it over the liquid on her fingers tasting the salty sweetness of the pre-cum. Nice?” Dazza asked. She licked again at her fingers and smiled up at him in reply. Lick the head!” He now ordered. Tentatively she leant forward and extending her tongue as she softly licked the cock head and immediately more pre-cum appeared oozing out of the shaft and onto her tongue. She licked it in as her tongue became more daring and she ran it around the bulbous head of the teenage cock. Dazza moaned again and she felt his fingers run through her blonde hair as he tried to push her face down further onto his cock. Suck it bitch! Yes, suck it now!” He moaned. Instinctively Robyn opened her mouth and allowed the thick head of the cock to slide in between her lips. She started to gag slightly and pulled it back out before repeating the motion, much to the enjoyment of the school bully
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Thoughts were streaming through her mind as she pushed the cock deeper into her mouth whilst wanking it up and down with her hands at the base of the thick shaft. He might have been the hardest boy in school but now he was the softest, totally under her control and pleading for her to do what he wanted. Well he was also still the hardest, but in a very different way. Robyn would have giggled at that thought had she not had a mouthful of man meat. But then, suddenly, he let out a loud groaning noise. Almost instinctively Robyn pulled the cock from her mouth literally seconds before she watched in amazement as the head exploded with stream after stream of hot white sticky cum hitting her mouth and chin and running down onto her chest. Yeah, tha’s it bitch!” Dazza groaned
“Fuck I needed that! Robyn grabbed some toilet paper and wiped herself up before standing and doing up her blouse. She turned to walk out of the toilet and Dazza shouted. “Tha’s you and me now Robyn, we is an item okay? She turned and smiled at the school bully. I’ll call you when I want you again and you are the girl now. No one will fuck wiv ya now you is mine! The final bell rang to mark the end of the school day as Robyn was walking down the corridor and students and pupils were coming the opposite way. Reaching her form class she noticed that the door was shut. She knocked. No reply. But she thought she heard sounds coming from inside the classroom. She knocked again. What…………………. who is it?” She heard Mr Smith’s slightly strained voice. She tried the handle but the door was locked. “It’s me Mr Smith. Robyn! You told me to come back this afternoon?” You called. There was a moment of silence and then Robyn heard, ‘Ssssssssshhhhhhh!’ then Mr Smith’s voice again. Robyn, ummmmmmmmmm, sorry…………………it’s not ready!” He paused. “I’ll see you tomorrow at the same time and I’ll give you it then! Oh, okay!” Robyn replied and turned to leave the school. Jenny, the student teacher, was holding her gorgeous tanned legs up in the air as she lay back on Mr Smith’s desk and he pumped his fat cock furiously into her blonde haired pussy lips as his hands mauled her naked pert breasts
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She moaned gently while biting down on her bottom lip. That was close!” He grinned breathlessly as he continued to fuck the young student teacher. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!” She agreed with a smile on her lips. “What did you want her for? Same as you of course!” He replied with a crude grin! Jenny suddenly stopped her movement and looked at him, wide eyed. “What? A pupil? You want a pupil? Mr Smith didn’t reply. He just came! Shooting load after load into the rubber condom that adorned his fat cock before he withdrew satisfied with his actions. Ripping the condom off himself he discarded it into the waste paper bin. Are you serious?” Jenny continued and Smith looked back at her. “Why?” “Why do you think?” He challenged and then changed his tone. “Listen Jenny and listen carefully, do you want me to give you an ‘A’ for your third year of teaching practice?” He looked at her in a serious manner. Yes, of course!” She replied as she started to dress again in her short skirt and PE top


“That’s what this is all about! Then let’s just keep this and anything else I say to ourselves shall we?” He smiled! Jenny looked at him. “You’re just a pervy old bastard aren’t you?” She stated not waiting for a reply but getting one anyway. Of course I am!” He grinned. “Now run along………….little girl, and I’ll see you tomorrow! Suddenly Jenny’s face broke into a broad grin and she leaned down and kissed Mr Smith on the cheek. “See you tomorrow then, Sir! Robyn’s Uncle positioned himself in his usual place. This particular spyhole was further along the attic directly above the bathroom and shower cubicle. He settled himself down on the soft blanket and focused his eyes on the hole. The bathroom was empty but seconds later the door opened and his favourite niece, Robyn, entered wearing a gown. He unzipped his trousers and pulled out his flaccid cock as he watched her remove the gown and hang it on the door
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Reaching up she turned the tap and the shower started to flow. Uncle’s Tom’s cock twitched as he watched her step in under the warm water watching is flow down over her gorgeous young body as she squirted some shower gel into her hands before running her soapy palms down over her incredible curves. Of course Uncle Tom didn’t realise that Robyn’s thoughts were still full of sexual excitement from the events of the day with Darren as he watched from above, growing ever more excited with his rock hard cock now in his hand. Robyn soaped her breasts copiously before pinching the nipples excitedly and then slid a hand down between her thighs. Uncle Tom almost came there and then as he watched his niece masturbate herself with soapy hand, not quite bringing herself off………….. but almost! In her thoughts Robyn wanted to save herself for later that night and katrina the possible expectation of finally losing her virginity. Uncle Tom stifled his loud moan as he finally shot his load all over the blanket in the attic. To be continued ........
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2011-Nov-28 - GIRLS BODIES

Girls bodies. The too small airline seats This fictional story was inspired by the occupant of the seat next to mine on a recent overnight flight to Europe. small chick sex I do not know her name or where she is from, but this story is dedicated to her. I had a long flight ahead of me and the gate is usually a very dull place. On this evening, the objet desir at the gate was a tall beauty about 18 years of age. She was leaning against a far wall apparently oblivious to the fact that she was thus worshipped. She was a brunette with fairly short hair and wearing a nice skirt and blouse. The skirt looked shorter than it was, since much of her legs were below the hemline. Her legs just seemed to go on and on


All in all I estimate her height to be a stunning 6’2”, which is 4 inches shorter than I am. I’ve always had a thing for tall girls with long legs. For this particular flight I tried in vain to get a seat with some real leg room, but alas it was booked full, and I wasn’t quick enough. At least I had an aisle seat. I board with a small carry on bag and head for my seat... but I keep walking and walking and find my seat in the vary last row where the plane was already starting to narrow. A pair of seats were crammed into a small space. In fact these seat were smaller than the rest just so they could cram them in here
I curse and appeal to the very cute flight attendant hiding in the back of the plane. She can do nothing. I sit in the aisle seat and stretch my girls bodies legs over the window seat... except there is no window here, just the wall. The windows ended three aisles up
Maybe I’ll get lucky and the owner of this seat won’t show... Minutes go by... The seat remains empty. They are about to close the bulkhead. I’m going to get lucky.... And then I see her walking down the aisle. The very same tall beauty from the gate. My heart skips a beat and my mind is conflicted. Do I want her to sit here or not? She’s way too tall for the seat next to me, and I’m going to be very uncomfortable, but I hope it’s hers. She approaches and sees me sprawled out


She instantly appraises the situation excepting my admiration of her features. Poor luck old man,” She says with a smile. Hey! I’m not all that old. Well, you’re a older than I am,” She had me there. I jump up out of the seat so she can take her seat and she’s looking around for a larger seat. I already did that. Did what? Looked for a larger seat. Oh. I guess we’ll have to make do,” as she claims her seat. I look down and see that her legs are in my way. I wait. She moves them a bit, but they’re still on my side. It seems that she can’t put them in front of her. I am waiting and she’s a bit flustered. She then splits her legs and puts one knee on each side of the seat in front of her and her skirt rids up a bit
I look down and see a lacy pair of white underwear covering what must be a treasure. I try not to stare, but she catches me. I’m not sure what to do, so I decide to apologize. I am sorry. I can’t help myself. Your beauty puts unreasonable demands on my mind, She laughs as she adjusts her skirt. “I should apologize. It was not my intention to torture you like that.” Now it’s my turn to laugh as I take my seat keeping my legs in the aisle, since there is no other easy place to put them. The ice is broken and small talk with this beauty is easy
She is very pleasant and seems to like me as much as I like her. She puts her hand on my biceps in an affectionate manner as we talk and laugh. A large flight attendant comes lumbering down the aisle and in another life she could be a drill sergeant. She insists that my legs be removed from the aisle and she’s not just yelling at me, but also at the shy girl sitting next to me, as if it’s her fault too since her legs are in my seat well. She lifts up her legs and goes into a fetal position and I see a tear form in her eye
I move my legs from the aisle into the well of her seat. This is finally comfortable for me, but I’m sure the poor girl won’t like this for very long. She looks unhappy. You can put your legs on top of mine.” I offer. She hesitates. I’m wearing shorts and my hairy legs don’t seem to inspire her very much. No really. It would be OK.” I smile to her. She finally smiles back and places her smooth long legs over mine. Her knees are in the middle of my lap


The feel of her legs against mine is exceptional. She moves her legs a bit and we become more comfortable together. I close my eyes to savor the feeling. When I look up, I can see her eyes are closed too. I like this girl very much. We continue with small talk for a while. She is just on her way to start college near my home town and she’s very nervous about it. She’s unfamiliar with the area and doesn’t know anyone there
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I offer to help her get settled in. She’s nice and doesn’t reject it out of hand as one might expect a stranger to do. We’re sitting like this as the meal is served and it’s assumed we’re a couple. When the meal is done, she puts a blanket over both of us and it looks like an attempt to sleep is in order. A pillow is placed behind her head. She is the picture of health and beauty. After a few moments she leans forward and tries to reach her feet, but fails to reach them and sighs. Is there something I can help you with? Um. Um


OK. Can you get my shoes off? Oh. Sure.” I look at her feet and see the elegant straps. This won’t be too hard. I undo one set of straps and pull the shoe from her foot. I then undo the other. I notice that she’s still wearing socks and I decide to go after these as well. Oh


My socks. OK. You can take them off too. I playfully pull at her socks and I start to massage her feet as I ineptly work at her socks. I’m in no hurry to actually remove them. I push my thumbnail into the arch of her foot and discover that she is very ticklish. She playfully resists my efforts and I am enjoying not only her feet but also her legs as the wriggle and slide about on my legs. This is quite fun, and soon I am sporting a very large erection which she cannot see. I continue to play with her feet and when the socks are removed, I continue caressing and massaging her bare feet. She looks rather pensive


She probably wants to stop me, but hesitates and lets me continue for the present. I take it slowly understanding that it wouldn’t take much to scare her off. She seems inexperienced with men. My hands drift to her ankles and then to her calves to start to massage the muscles there under the blanket. I look up at her and she’s giving me a stern look. Is the game over? I return a sheepish goofy look and she laughs
I am now massaging her knees and all the nearby flesh. This is all right in front of me. She bites her lip. I decide to see how far I can go. Above her knees the flesh is especially smooth and enticing. My fingers float over her skin applying the bare minimum of pressure, but enough to excite the nerve endings where each fine golden hair ends. Her breathing is more pronounced. It seems that this is having quite an effect on her
It seems that this is all new to her. I now press into her femoris muscles and give them a good massage. Here eyes are closed and her breathing more deliberate. My hands drift upward and upwards. If she doesn’t stop me, I’ll soon be touching that lacy white thing that I saw earlier. But as I get to within about 5 inches, her legs pressed together at the knees and her hands go between the top of her legs as guardians


It seems I will make no further progress here. Instead of retreating, I move my hands to the outside edges of her thighs. One hand is on each thigh, and I am almost hugging her. My hands roam up and down on this smooth flesh unhindered and I eventually creep up towards her gluteus maximus muscles and tickle and squeeze the flesh in that region. I do finally reach those lacy white panties. Are these what I think they are? What do you think?” She laughs. Oh. I so wanted to touch you in these. I’m going to need to keep an eye on you tonight... I continue to press and squeeze. I need to go to the bathroom. OK. Do you want me to get up?”
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Can you put my shoes back on? I put the shoes on her bare feet. We don’t bother with the socks, and she’s off to the bathroom. She returns with a coy look and goes back to her position and drapes her legs over mine. I am thankful that she is rather thin and light. My shoes. I take them off again and massage her feet, then ankles, and calves. My hands retrace the wanderings of the last hour and she just closes her eyes and enjoys. My hands again wander all over he thighs and when I get to her ass and reach for her panties, I discover that they are not there. She is wearing nothing at all beneath her skirt. Oh my.”
“Are you missing something? Um. I’m just surprised.”
“I’ve got a present for you... something you admire..
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a memento to help you remember this flight.” and with that she hands me her lacy underwear. I am stunned, but I accept them. Thanks for massaging me so nicely, but now I’ve really got to get some sleep. I look at the item and notice that there’s a large wet spot. It seems that she really did like my massage. I put it away with my things. My mind is in a swirl. The thought of her bare wet vagina only inches away and well within reach has me wanting to reach out for it, but here she sees her gift to me as a closer. She’s asked me to stop


I put my hands on her knees and gently caress them. Her eyes are closed. I wonder what she is thinking. I continue to press her flesh waiting for her to tell me again to stop in a more direct manner. I see her looking at me. I know you’ll be busy at college, but do you think you might want to go out on a date or two with me? I could show you the city. That would be nice, but don’t you have a girlfriend? Not at the moment
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I’m too busy working on my doctorate. Didn’t you notice that I am a nerd? She laughs, “Yea... Me too. I continue to press her legs and start to work the area between her knees. She parts her legs to give me better access. My hands slide up her inner thighs and I caress the soft skin between her legs. She is breathing harder and staring at me. My hands are now about 7” away from her sex organ and she closes her legs tightly trapping my hands. Her hands are placed on top of mine completing their capture. She’s not angry, but scared. Enough. Please?” I’m not beneath begging. I’ve never done anything like that before. I’ll be gentle. Umm
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I’m afraid. Do you want me to wash my hands?” I joke. She laughs.. What are you going to do? I’ll surprise you. No. No. I can’t. You can’t. Maybe after we date a while. If we date... She releases my hands but I don’t retreat, but I also don’t press forward. I simply caress the skin about 6” away from her cunt
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She’s starting to breath harder. Suddenly, she open her legs widely. It’s mine. I don’t want to rush this. I decide to tease her at the risk of losing my advantage. My hands drift away from her sex and I move to caress the outsides of her legs and then onto her hips. I finally start to massage her ass with both hands
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I’m squeezing and fondling and lifting her up a bit. She squirms about in response. I can tell that she is very horny. I release my hands from her butt and one goes to her shoulder and pulls it towards me. I want to kiss this girl on the lips. This seems to surprise her, but she complies with eyes closed. I kiss her again and it’s very nice, but she doesn’t seem to know much about kissing either. My other hand is making its way under he blouse and around to her back


In a moment her bra is unsnapped. You naughty bastard.” she chides. “I didn’t say you could do that. But before she could finish that thought, my hand was cupping her uncovered right breast. The breast was a perfect size with a small, but very erect, nipple. Time is suspended are we both stop to savor the moment. I kiss her again. Oh
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wow.” she ejaculates. I move on to her other breast. After a moment, we both lean back. She wrestles with her bra straps and removes the bra without removing her blouse. I can see her small erect nipples through the thin material of her blouse. She is simply stunning. My hands go back to her knees
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I slip one of my knees between her legs to prevent her from closing her legs should she try. My hands, once again, drift upwards while caressing between her legs. But this time, I do not stop until my hands reach the very end of her legs. I am firmly pressing her flesh, and she is starting to tremble. Are you OK? Do you want me to stop? I... I don’t know what I want. I... The trembling continues. I place my index finger into the folds of her vagina. It is very wet


I move it slowly up and down. When I move it up, I make a point of pressing it into her clitoris. This hits her like a jolt of electricity. Oh! I say nothing but continue this simple sliding. Her body jerks about every time I hit her clitoris. I probe a bit deeper, and I soon his a barrier


She was telling the truth about not having much experience. At least her trembling has stopped. I decide to get her off on my fingers. I move one hand to her butt and the other continues to probe her vagina. Her skirt is bunched up at her waist, but I cannot see anything due to the blanket. I want to see this as well, but the aisle is not always empty. I lift the blanket to take a quick look. She is exquisite and nicely trimmed, but she wasn’t expecting to be thus examined. Hey


None of that,” as she pushes the blanket back into position. I start to tickle her vagina in earnest. I am pressing and probing and pushing. She is jerking all about with stochastic motions, and she is quickly approaching a climax. My free hand goes to her left nipple and that has her rolling her torso too. Uh. Oh. It’s coming? Uhhh. Uhhh! She is making some extreme jerks, but she is trying to be quiet. Uhhh! Uhhh!!” I feel her cunt pulsate on my fingers as they get increasingly wet, and I know that she has just had one hell of an orgasm. Her eyes are closed, but eventually she opens them and blushes deeply. Was that good? Ohh. I didn’t think it would be like that. I am glad. She is catching her breath and in deep thought


There is a moment of silence as she relaxes. I simply rub her thighs. Can you return the favor?” I ask after she seems to have recovered. What do you mean? Can you give me an orgasm like I gave you? Do I have to? How? You could use your fingers, or your mouth, or... She looks shocked. She hesitates. Show me how to use my fingers. I undo my belt and push my shorts to my knees. My penis springs forward, but the blanket keeps it all hidden. I grab her hand and move it towards my dick, but she’s resisting. I don’t think she’s ever seen or held one before
I pull harder and introduce her left hand to my dick. She spends a long moment investigating it and my balls. Now I’m pretty sure she’s never seen a dick before. She then starts with a painful motion. Stop. What are you doing? It’s very sensitive.”
“I was trying to return the favor. What am I doing wrong? Look. The penis wants to be in a vagina.. No!! What I mean is that you need to make your hand feel like a vagina in action. She has a puzzled look. What does a vagina do in action? Silly girl. It slides up and down on a penis. Oh.” She blushes
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“Maybe I can try that. She tries but she is terrible. Don’t you know how to use your left hand? I am sorry. I’ve never done anything like this before. This isn’t the best place to teach you. It’s hard for me in this position. How about we switch places so you can use your right hand? Yea. OK. She lifts herself up so I can slide into her seat. I extract my legs from hers and sit in her seat, but before she can move to my seat, I pull her back onto my lap. Her bunched up skirt is the only thing keeping my penis from rubbing her ass and her back is leaning on my chest. Hey! What are you doing. Can I hold you for a moment? This is nice. She tries to get away, but I’ve got her. I pull her back further and kiss her cheek. She faces me and we kiss on the lips


While kissing, my left hand goes under her blouse to her breasts. My thumb presses her left nipple and my ring finger presses her right nipple. Both become very erect. My right hand seeks out her clitoris. It finds its way up under her skirt and presses at the nub. She breaks the kiss. Oh. You bastard! Oh. Isn’t this better than before? Let me go.” She tries to get up. I kiss her again, and she’s returning the kiss, but then breaks the kiss again. This is too much for me. She lifts herself off of me, but I only let her move a little
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I use the opportunity to bunch her skirt at her waist and to position my penis at the entrance to her vagina. I then pull her back onto my lap. This causes my penis to slide up and press into her clitoris. The entire length of the top of my penis is slimy and wet as it’s caught in the groove of her vagina. Oh!! Damn. What is that?! Kiss me.”
“No. Oh... No. No! Why not? Help
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What position is this? What do you mean?”
I grab her hips and position my penis at her entrance. I then push firmly and hard into her hymen. Stop! You’re hurting me. Another firm thrust and there is a breaking of her virginal barrier and I quickly slide into her to the hilt. Oh my god! I didn’t know! Oh my god! What didn’t you know?”
“I didn’t know we could have sex like this. Take it out. Please let me stay in. But I’m a virgin. Not any more. Oh. No. No. I continue to press her clit with my right and and to toy with her breasts with my left hands. She is not insensitive to this pressure and starts to respond with her own movements. It will be ok,” I reassure her. She starts to cry and a tear rolls down her cheek as I start to move my dick in and out of her with a slow rhythmic motion
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She responds to each thrust with a delightful counter thrust. I set about to fuck this girl in earnest and increase both the tempo and the strengths of my thrusts. She responds accordingly. Apparently she doesn’t want me to stop any more. Her body is writhing and jerking in a most delightful manner. I look up and notice a flight attendant studying us intently, but I’m not about to stop just because she has caught us. At least its the cute one and not the drill sergeant. I see her hand down her skirt
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The little minx is masturbating while watching us. I’ll bet her cunt is all wet too. I blow her a mock kiss and she blushes profusely as she scoots off to the rear of the plane. My thoughts return to the girl in hand, and I continue to fuck her somewhat violently. With my thumb at her clitoris, she is soon reaching her peak and starts a pronounced jerking motion. This is too much for me as I start to deposit my seed as far as my penis can reach within her. Again and again I squirt an ample load
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She must know that I have climaxed and that it’s nearly over. Don’t squirt in me. What? Don’t get me pregnant. I have no protection. Too late. You are already full of my sperm. Oh no. No. I’ve got enough things to worry about. I’m sorry, but rest assured that I will stand by you if necessary.” and I mean it. This girl is a keeper. Thanks
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You’re a good man. Thank you. I kiss her again softly and hold her gently. I finally retreat to the bathroom to wash up. There’s a mix of sperm, blood, and vaginal secretions all over my lap. I’m thinking of that cute girl and the flight attendant too, and soon I have another bold erection. I’m debating how best to handle that
As I exit the bathroom, I see the cute attendant standing in back looking rather bored. I go to talk to her. Did you enjoy that Enjoy what? You know of what I speak. It was you watching us. I’m sorry to have disturbed you and your girlfriend. She’s not my girlfriend. I just met her on the plane tonight. Oh Really?? I don’t believe it. Do you think that fucking strangers is all that rare?”
“I’ve never done anything like that. Well. There’s always a first time. Uhhh...”
“Put your elbows on this counter. No. Put your elbows on this counter. No. Put your elbows on this counter and keep them there.” I push her into position
She looks around to make sure we’re alone and all is quiet and then she reluctantly complies. She’s bent over. I reach under her skirt and pull down and off her panties as she steps out of them. I stuff them into my pocket. It seems that I get a bonus set on this flight. Wait. No.” She has second thoughts. One of my hands is on her back making it difficult for her to get up. I quickly release my erect member, raise the back of her skirt and position it for quick entrance. I wiggle it about there and find that her cunt is wet and ready


I quickly slide it in while holding her hips firmly. Wait. Oh my god.” I drive in to the hilt. This isn’t right. Take it out.” She’s trying to stand up and be free. I hold her, but she puts up a fight. I let her go. You nasty man
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I have a good mind to report you. And with my report, you’d be fired. She faces me with a glare, but I lean down and kiss her on the lips. She pushes me away and slaps at me. I then grab her legs and lift her ass to the counter and pull up the front of her skirt and move in between her legs. What are you doing? Stop! In a moment, my penis is reintroducing itself to her vagina. What does it look like I’m doing? I’m going to give you the best fuck of your life. She pushes at me, but I am pulling her with greater strength, and it’s a struggle made in heaven. Inch by inch my penis is making its way into her. She continues to struggle and push while making small grunting noises, but she is inept. She soon is impaled on my dick as her legs are forced to wrap around me. It's all the way in, and I start to move it in and out and all about. I making especially sure to give plenty of pressure to her clitoris. And sure enough, in a moment or two she is responding to my thrusting with counter thrusts as she starts to hug me fiercely
I am squeezing her as well and we’re working up a good rhythm. I start to kiss her forehead and she looks up so I start to kiss her lips. She is very pretty as she is being fucked. She kisses me with a great deal of passion. With my free hand I rub at her breasts wishing I could get at her bare flesh
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I am enjoying this immensely. But alas, all good things must come to an end. She is panting heavily and starting to make louder grunting noises as my climax approaches. I push into her all the way and start to deposit my seed with several firm jolts. This pushes her over the edge and she comes hard and not too quietly. I hold her for a moment and then kiss her again on her lips and then on her neck, and then I depart for the bathroom to wash up again. I look back see her trying to deal with a mess dripping down her left leg. She’s got no underwear, so it will drip for a long while
I smile at the thought. The girl back at the seat is sprawled out in an all too lewd position and is apparently asleep. The blanket is sliding off of her and her oozing well trimmed cunt is out there for all to see. What a sight! I just stand to take it all in. I really want to remember this. If these seats were a large bed, I could have so much fun with her, but here, the options are rather limited and I’m already somewhat drained. My best option is to get some sleep and try to get to know her better in the morning. I slide into my seat trying not to disturb the beauty and cast away my worries of the day. When I awake, the plane is about to land. We just have time to collect our selves and our thoughts. Did you sleep well? Of course not, but I enjoyed this flight with you
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I will remember it all my life. I’m very glad. By the way... Where are you headed this morning?”
“To my new dorm. Would you like to start off your life in this city with breakfast at my house? Only breakfast?” she asks with a sly look in her eyes. Well maybe a bit more, if you’re up for it. Sounds good to me. We head for the exit. The cute flight attendant hands me a note as I pass her and I thank her for an enjoyable flight. She says “Come again.” and I laugh at the double entendre. Epilogue: The tall girl really was a keeper
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We became a happy couple and dating a college girl was a lot better this time around. She turned out to be a screamer as she strives to catch up with her peers who lost their virginity early on. I guess that virgins who go off to college really do girls bodies lose their virginity rather quickly. This one lasted only three hours. The note from the cute flight attendant was her phone number. It seems that I really did give her the best fucking of her life and she wanted more. I did my best and she took it all..
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2011-Nov-26 - GIRL GETS ANAL

Girl gets anal. After my divorce following nearly twenty years of marriage, I settled into a condo in Central New Jersey. The combination of not having a wife and the freedom of condo living gave me newfound opportunity. The time saved by not having to maintain a house combined with the free time afforded me by being single was something I really made use of. It gave me the chance to do things I had always wanted to do but never had the time. Travel and time for my hobbies such as my guitar playing were no longer an issue. I also did something I had wanted to do for a long time
I took flying lessons. I had discussed it with an old friend from high school who had done it years ago. He had his own plane for girl gets anal a while and found it quite enjoyable and rewarding. I thought even if I never own my own plane it would be fun. I knew it would not be cheap. I was told it would set me back approximately eight to ten thousand dollars with all the lessons and fuel costs to get my Private Pilot certifications, so I knew what to expect. I was single, had no child support and my job was doing well so this was not a huge issue
If I ever did decide to get my own plane there was a small airport about 25 minutes north. This same airport offered flying lessons. So, I took the drive one day to get all the latest information. I arrived at Linden Airport and headed to the main building. I was told I needed a logbook, medical exam and it was recommended I get my own headset


This was no problem. I put my down payment on my credit card and was told to report back in two weeks. My lessons would be on Saturday afternoons at four. I left rather excited, as it was something I really did for myself. In the last twenty years I rarely took the time to do things just for me and now was my chance. I went home somewhat elated. In the ensuing two weeks I took the physical, which I had no trouble passing, and got what little I needed ready. When the day arrived for my first lesson I arrived early. I was psyched
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I went into the main building at Linden Airport and reported my arrival. I was told to wait outside and my instructor should be with me in about ten minutes. I went back outside and waited. I was nervous with anticipation. I was wondering what my instructor would be like. Probably some old military guy with a crew cut and battle scars on his face


Wouldn't be much to look at but he probably had lots of cool stories about air strikes in Vietnam or something. At least that's what I imagined. Fifteen minutes passed and still no Red Baron. While leaning against the wall I saw a hot-looking blonde heading my way. I was thinking she was probably heading my way to tell me my instructor can't make it and to come back next week. As she headed my way I couldn't help but notice her incredible legs and full breasts. As she reached me my knees almost buckled as she spoke. "Hi, my name is Jill


I'm your new flight instructor." Huh. I felt something gaining altitude and it wasn't a plane. Damn. I think I mumbled something stupid about nice day for a flight lesson, or I have my flight log, or maybe I just started drooling on myself. Really don't remember. She told me to follow her and she would show me the plane. I would meet her here in the future


As I followed her I was enamoured by her rear view. We got to the plane. It was an older Cessna 172, a four-seat single prop airplane. She took me for a tour of the plane. We walked around as she pointed out stuff like the rudder. When she bent over the wing to point out the flaps I felt like saying nice tail, and I was not talking about the plane
Once again I was feeling an increase in elevation and it was not the flaps. This girl was hot. We got in the plane and Jill began to explain the controls. As she leaned forward to point things out, her long blond hair would sometimes brush against my arm. She showed me how to fill out the flight log and we started the plane. We went through a check of the instruments
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As we began taxiing towards the runway with her at the controls, she explained how to pull back on the yoke to relieve pressure on the nose wheel. I was wondering what she could do to relieve the pressure building in my pants. As we approached the runway she radioed the tower with our intentions. We made our way onto the runway. She explained how to apply full power and pull the yoke back. There was a momentary sensation like going up quick in an elevator as the plane took off


We were soon airborne. The view from above was spectacular. The sensation of flight in a small plane is indescribable. We were in the air but close enough to see everything on the ground. To one side was Route 1, to the other side in the distance was the Atlantic Ocean. It really was breathtaking. "This is really incredible up here," I stated. "You get used to it," she answered. I felt like saying I like the view in the plane just as much, but I resisted. We flew around for some time and I enjoyed every moment
When it became time to head back to the airport she explained the procedure for landing as we approached. "Contact the tower and give your tail number, location, altitude," she stated coolly. "And do your pre-landing check with your checklist. Mixture fuel rich, Oil Temps and Pressure, Master ON, Harness's locked, Landing Lights ON." Her words were going in one ear and out the other. Something about a hot-looking blonde flying a plane that had a certain excitement level. The plane may be going down, but I sure wasn't. When we got back on the ground we taxied the plane back to the hangar and we said our good-byes for the day. The whole rest of the week I could not help but think about Jill


I was so looking forward to my flight lesson. When the following Saturday approached, I dressed a bit sharper and showed up early again, hoping to spend as much time around Jill as possible. When I got to the hangar Jill was already there puttering around the plane. We made small talk as much as I could. She told me she had been fascinated with airplanes since she was a girl. It was a passion of hers


I like a girl with passion and I was fascinated with her. We climbed in the plane and fastened our harnesses. We started it up and after doing our instrument check taxied towards the runway. We radioed the tower and got our clearance. We taxied onto the runway and after applying power proceeded down the runway. We were soon airborne once again. The sensation of flight in a small plane is marvelous. The day was beautiful and the skies were a bright blue. The clouds seemed in reach on this gorgeous girl gets anal late afternoon. Jill seemed in a real good mood
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She was unusually talkative. I really felt in latina throat fuck my mind that she was taking a liking to me. I found out she was single and lived by herself not far from the airport. She seemed real comfortable around me and I was getting quite comfortable around her. I could feel a certain sexual tension, as we were practically shoulder-to-shoulder in the cockpit of the Cessna. It was, in a sense, our second date. I felt like asking her out, but I hesitated. When our lesson approached its end, we headed back to the airport, signaled the tower and made our landing
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We said our good-byes and parted ways. Once again Jill occupied my mind the whole week. Whether I was at work or at home, she was all I could think about. Come Saturday, I had to ask her out. Saturday arrived and once again I arrived early at the airport to maximize my time spent with Jill. Jill was there hanging out by the plane as usual. She looked so good in her tight jeans and tight T-shirt. I felt in my mind she was teasing me. I wanted her bad. We got in the plane and once again did our pre-flight checks, started it up and headed out to the runway


Once again we signaled the tower and made our way onto the strip. Once again we were soon airborne. Again the sensations were exhilarating. The weather was beautiful in New Jersey. My companion was wonderful. She was talkative and looked so hot. As we made our way along the coastline, it was my turn to take the controls
Since I was still relatively new at this I really had not been controlling the plane till now. "Your turn, Alan. Pull back on the yoke to gain elevation slightly," Jill said. I pulled back on the yoke and watched the needle on the altimeter rise. The way she spoke to me made something else start to rise. An idea flashed into my head. I spoke. "Hello, this is Alan and I'll be your captain this evening. We will be flying at an altitude of 5280 feet
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That is exactly one mile high. Kindly unfasten your seatbelts and I will unfasten the rest. Thank you." I looked over at Jill and she gave me a huge smile. She unfastened her seatbelt and I unfastened mine. She then reached over and unfastened my pants, unleashing my huge erection


I tried to keep the plane level with one hand as Jill went down on my cock. The sensations were remarkable. High above the ground and having my cock sucked by an incredibly beautiful blonde. As she continued to work my member with zeal, I began to get lost in ecstasy. I opened my eyes long enough to realize I had backed off the yoke and the plane was now heading down. "I think we're going down!" I said loudly over the noise of the engine. "Yes, I know," she said. "NO. The plane is going down!" I said. She interrupted her duties long enough to look up. "Pull back on the yoke," she said rather calmly as she guided my hand. We were back on an even keel as she resumed her motions


Her head bobbed up and down in the cramped cockpit as her soft blonde hair danced on my thighs. Her hand motions and incredible mouth felt so warm and intense. I could feel my orgasm building and building but Jill was gripping me in such a way as to prolong it. She was making this flight truly first class. As my orgasm erupted I subconsciously pulled back on the yoke, causing the nose of the plane to rise


The sensation of orgasm combined with the rising elevation of the plane was girl gets anal beyond description. I soon regained my senses and regained control of the plane. Jill took time to level it out with me. Once the plane was under control she began to slip out of her clothes. There was barely room to maneuver in the close cockpit, but she did it like a pro. I wondered if she had done this before. I soon felt an increase in elevation between my legs as the plane kept on an even course. Jill once again grinned a huge grin and climbed over onto my lap. She faced me with her back to the controls and slid her moist pussy onto my shaft
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The sensations were incredible. I tried looking out at the blue green water of the Atlantic but my eyes soon closed as Jill started moving her body up and down. Her breasts were bobbing in my face as Jill gripped my shoulders and did her thing. I kept one hand on the yoke but I could not see out the window. I tried to gauge our elevation by looking out the side window but it was difficult as we were heading out over the ocean and all I could see was water. As Jill continued to work my manhood with her tightening pussy, I could feel her grip on me. Her moans were becoming louder and more intense. Her motions were increasing in speed


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