Emergency Sitter

I'd known Kristin for almost two years. Our nine year-old sons played soccer on the same team, so we spent many Saturday mornings alongside the field watching them run around after a white ball. We weren't exactly "good friends", but we talked every time we met, passed the time of day and consoled each other in our single parents' status – how my wife had left me for her rich boss and how her husband ran off with a girl from a trailer park. We always laughed about how there was a message in there, but we didn't know what it was. I liked talking to Kristin, she was always fun and fresh. After all, who doesn't like talking to beautiful women?

This particular Saturday morning Kirsten was looking a little more flustered than her usual self as she arrived at the field and when she finally sent her son off to join the pre-game huddle and unfolded her chair next to mine I had to ask her if she was okay.

"Yes, er, fine. Sorry, I'm just a bit out of sorts." At least she could still smile at me. "On the way over here I got a call from my babysitter, saying she can't make it tonight. Now I'm left with no sitter, no time to find one and a hot date who'll be stood up."

Now, I'm no hero, and facilitating another guy being with this lovely creature was not exactly in my nature, but I'm also a sucker for doing a nice lady a favor. "I'll look after Josh if you like." I offered. "The boys get on well together, they'll have fun."

Kirsten seemed a little taken aback at first but her face softened and she asked, "Are you sure?"

"No problem." I assured her. "I'll get pizza, we'll watch a movie or they can play computer games. You know what they're like. He might as well sleep over if you're okay with that. Save you worrying about being late tonight. You can pick him up in the morning."

"I'm sure Josh would have a lot of fun." She looked over at the boys as they ran on to the field. "If you really don't mind, that would be great for me."

I looked into her smiling, brilliant blue eyes and could only feel good that I'd made her happy.

****

I wasn't prepared for her turning up at my door dressed as a biker chick.


"It's a fancy dress party." She smiled to explain the leathers and torn T-shirt. "We're going as Hell's Angels. I tried to get some fake tattoos, but couldn't find any. You think I'll do?" She spun on the spot to give me a three-sixty view of her outfit.

Would she do? Well, for me, the tight-fitting leather pants were just amazing; hugging her thighs and bottom like they were painted on by an expert in perfect female anatomy. Inside her jacket, Kirsten's T-shirt was stretched by her fine looking chest and I thought I just caught the tell-tale impressions of her nipples that suggested he wasn't wearing a bra. Her flowing black hair was a little more "up" than normal as she'd worked some vampish body into her normally straight locks. Overall, she looked like a raven-haired version of Olivia Newton-John's famous transformation character in Grease.

"You'll do." I expressed my approval with an intake of breath. I couldn't keep myself from imaging how it would be to slide those pants down her silky legs.

Getting back to reality, the boys ran off to the basement to start a digital war on the games console and I reassured Kirsten that everything would be just fine and that she should head off and have a great evening. She thanked me with a peck on the cheek and I closed the door behind her feeling like a million dollars – I had just been kissed by Olivia's double.

I sat myself down in front of the TV and heard the occasional sounds of youthful exuberance as the cyber battle ebbed and flowed below me. It was hard not to let my mind drift off and think about Kirsten, dressed to kill and out with another man. Yes I was jealous, but I was the good guy who facilitated my own torture. Or was it my own stupid fault for not asking her out months ago?

****

She had only been gone an hour or so when my biker chick fantasy arrived back at my door.

Answering the doorbell, I stood there looking more than slightly puzzled at my leather-clad dream. Kirsten still looked stunning, but it was obvious that she was far less exuberant than when she last stood on that spot and there were a few tell-tale signs around her eyes that tears had been there not too long ago.

Without waiting for me to ask what was wrong she told me, "He didn't turn up. Can you believe it? There I was in a house with all of his friends, and he doesn't turn up." She was trying to put a brave face on it, but failing miserably. "Fucking men. Sorry, I didn't mean to swear."

"Don't worry, a lot of men are assholes." I tried to smile comfortingly and somehow resisted wrapping my arms around her. I couldn't quite comprehend a guy who would stand her up. Me? I would crawl several miles across broken glass for a date with Kirsten. I know, just asking her might've been easier, but I never did.

"I thought I'd better come and collect Josh. There's no point in wasting your time and effort looking after him now."

I told her it was no problem, and that we'd just ordered the pizza I'd promised for dinner. "Hey, why don't you stick around and have some with us?"

"What?" Kirsten used her arms to indicate her costume. "Dressed like this?" She had brightened up a little though.

I told her it was no problem but she insisted she run home and change. Happy as I was to have this particular biker chick spend some time with me, I was even more delighted when the Kirsten I was more familiar with returned to my door ten minutes later, now in plain jeans and a gray sweater. Returning her hair to its normal, straighter, style was too much for the quick visit home though, which was just fine for me.

I opened a bottle of wine to have with the pizza which we had in my kitchen, the boys declining to join us in favor of more games in the basement, taking their plates with them. Kirsten talked a little about her no-show date. She had seen him a few times and was beginning to think they were headed towards a relationship, but now he was nothing to her. Forty-five minutes after he had arranged to meet her at his friend's house he called to say he had car troubles and wouldn't be there. "I thought he was better than most of the others. Why the hell couldn't he have phoned earlier?" She said wistfully as her second glass of wine drew close to its end. "It's so hard to find a good partner in this life, don't you think?"

I laughed and agreed with her. "Just look at us, even when you think you've found one, it can all turn sour pretty quickly."

It was easy to talk to Kristin, and even easier to imagine being naked next to her. Despite the platonic nature of our evening, it was impossible for my fantasies not to arrive at regular intervals as her face brightened with our conversation and, I'm sure, not spending the evening alone after the pain of her ill-fated date.

As the clock approached ten I thought I'd better check on the boys and was surprised to find they had taken it on themselves to unroll sleeping bags in the basement and crash out on the carpet. I called Kristin to come see them asleep. "I never did tell him his sleep over was cancelled." She giggled.

When we got back upstairs I poured the last of the wine into our glasses and we sat back down at the kitchen table. "That's neat for Josh." Kirsten smiled as she sipped at her glass. "I think he's had a really great time."

"I hope your own evening has improved a bit too." I asked with a smile that tried not to be too provocative.

"Yes. Thank you." Kristin smiled and lit a fire that had been missing from my world for too long. "I've had a nice time. I think I'd even managed to forget about the disaster of the party." She laughed.

I had enjoyed having Kristin around (who wouldn't?) and wanted to prolong the evening, so I suggested that if she wasn't in a rush to go she might like to watch a movie with me. With a wide smile she eagerly agreed. I ushered her to the DVD shelf and left her to choose while I cleared up our pizza debris.

As I loaded the dishwasher I couldn't help but glance over and see Kristin bent over examining my DVD collection, that shapely bottom of hers that had been so evident in her earlier outfit now back on display. When I saw her like that time momentarily stopped for me while I imagined my hands running over those incredible curves. I thought how delicious it would be to slip a hand between her thighs and press myself up against her while I held her hips.

She chose an action comedy and while the movie was starting to play I arrived with a fresh bottle of wine. We sat on a sofa each, separated by a small table, where I placed the wine and a bag of nachos. Kristin's eyes widened as I started to pour. "Josh won't be the only one sleeping over if I have any more. I've already had too much to drive home."

"No problem." I said lightly. "There's plenty of room."

We got lost in the movie for a couple of hours, two hours during which I wondered if there was any possibility Kristin's sleepover might just include sharing my bed. But it all seemed so far-fetched; the thought that she would be anything more than a friend, someone to share some chat, a pizza and a movie with. Still, as I glanced over and saw her comfortable pose on my sofa and her smiling face in the half-light, it was hard not to imagine slipping that sweater over her head.

As the credits rolled up the screen we mutually stretched from our relaxed poses and took our glasses into the kitchen. "Are you sure it's okay to stay over?" Kristin asked, a little sleepily. "I can just crash on the sofa if that's okay with you."

I assured her it was okay and that she should sleep in the spare room upstairs. Without listening to her mild protests of not wanting to be any trouble, I led her upstairs, showed her the room, showed her the bathroom and got her a fresh towel and a new toothbrush. Kristin smiled sheepishly, thanked me and wished me "goodnight".

I went back downstairs to switch everything off and lock up but when I got back upstairs Kristin was standing in the doorway of the bathroom still holding the towel and toothbrush. It was almost like she was waiting for me. I slowed up as I approached her, not quite sure what to expect.

She tried to smile and appeared to swallow hard as she spoke. "You know, I hope you don't think this is terrible . . . but it's been a long time since I've been with anyone . . . and, well, I've had a lovely time with you and . . . I'd really like to spend the rest of the night with you."

"That's not terrible." I slowly approached her, opening my arms to wrap them around her. "That's a very beautiful thing." As I folded her in my arms Kristin let her cheek come to rest on the top of my chest, where it felt very comfortable. "And anyway," I gave her warm body a friendly squeeze, "it's been a long time for me too."

I led Kristin to my room and she sat down on the bed while I brushed my teeth. She was still clinging to the towel, like it was a comforter, when I came back and sat beside her. I could see she was nervous and unsure what to do, but it was easy for me to sympathize as I was in the same situation. I suggested we simply get on the bed and talk a while. Kristin agreed, and crawled over the bed to lie. I noticed that she'd left the towel behind.

We didn't talk too much, just kinda nervously mentioned a favorite scene from the movie and giggled a little as I worked my arms around Kirsten. We were so close our noses touched as we spoke and the dim light of my bedside lamp eased some of our nerves as we got used to being close. My senses were heightened to every curve of Kirsten's body as she snuggled close to me allowing our thighs to interlock slightly and her chest to warm mine. I was already very excited as she let her hand wander along the side of my torso and I couldn't resist any longer when I traced my finger across her cheek; I kissed her.

Those first few small kisses of gently pulling at each others' lips were divine. As we began to taste each other for the first time and out hands caressed more urgently I could feel a lot of the tension begin to leave the air. Looking into Kristin's beautiful face I whispered, "Shall we take these clothes off? I'd love to feel you next to me."

She nodded slightly and smiled. She started to reach down and unzip her jeans but I stopped her. "No. Let me do that." I insisted. "Stand up and let me undress you."

Giving me a sensuous kiss before she moved, Kristin slowly eased herself off the bed and waited for me to follow her. I stood in front of her for a few moments before I placed my arms around her waist and pulled her close. I'm sure by now she could feel the hot bulge in my jeans and I let my hands wander over her bottom a little before retracting them and taking hold of the sides of her sweater and raising it up over her head. This was the moment I'd been thinking about for hours!

Against her tanned skin the white bra she had on underneath the sweater stood out in the half-light. I made no attempt to avert my eyes as I smiled down at her nicely shaped breasts that were being pushed up by the bra. I gently fingered the lacy top edge, feeling the softness of her skin almost tingle under the touch of my fingertips. "You're so beautiful." I whispered. All the time I've known you I've thought that. I'm so glad you've decided to stay tonight."

I knelt in front of her and pulled on the ziper of her jeans. The sight of white matching panties peeked at me as the zipper opened. Some more white was revealed when I popped the button and pulled them open. Before I pulled them down I reached behind her, inside the denim, and cupped her bottom with both hands, letting my hands run over her firm cheeks and enjoy the curves of her body. Kristin stepped out of her jeans when I pulled them to her ankles and I again stood up to see her intense face smiling as her chest started to move up and down slowly with her deepening breathing.

I reached behind her and found the fastener for her bra, pulled at it and let it fall loose. It was still covering her as I leaned forward and kissed her, deep and long, tasting her, feeling her desire. When we broke the kiss I gently eased her bra from her shoulders and let it fall. Her breasts were beautiful, round and full, a handful rather than huge. I pushed one upwards and watched as the nipple stood out. I leaned forward again and took the other one on my mouth.

Kristin sighed and her hand came around my head in encouragement. "God, it's been so long."

She had small, tight nipples, but the one in my mouth was growing quickly now as I pushed up on the soft flesh of her breast and fed it into my mouth. I felt the throbbing of my cock between my legs as I held her close with one hand and pleasured her with my tongue and lips.

When I felt her hand ease on my head I stopped my sucking on her nipple and slid slowly back down her body until I was on my knees again and facing her panties once more. I ran my hands around her bottom again, but this time I slipped my fingers inside her panties so I could feel her skin. When I started to pull her panties down Kirsten eased her legs apart to help me. Once they were loose I let them fall and she stepped out of them but I didn't stand up. I wanted a good close up of her neatly trimmed pussy.

While I looked at her I ran my hands lightly over her thighs, inside and out. As Kristin opened her legs to let me I saw her pussy lips part just a tiny bit, revealing just a tiny pink glint of her excitement and allowing her scent to musk the air slightly with the sweet smell of her sex. I stood and smiled at her, amazed at the moment and how beautiful she looked.

"You don't need this anymore." She started to unbutton my shirt.

I stood there silently, enthralled by the moment as she slipped away my shirt and ran her hands all over my chest. Mirroring my movements with her, she eased her mouth to my nipple and gently sucked on it and pulled it with her teeth. Appropriately, it reacted to her touch, firing my desire a little more. By the time she started to unbuckle my belt I felt like I was about to burst out of my pants. Kristin said nothing as she unzipped down the line of my bulge and popped them open. I took a quick look down at myself as she pulled my jeans away from my legs, her breasts moving divinely with her movements. The bulge was unmistakable, the head of my cock trying hard to wriggle under the elastic of my underwear. It was as big as I had ever felt.

Just as I had done for her, she came down to her knees as she started to pull away my briefs. Pulling at the sides wasn't going to do it though as they hooked on the end of me so she eased them up and over my erection, then away from me altogether. My cock was standing almost straight up from my full balls, firm as I could be and begging for the touch of Kristin's hand. Thankfully it didn't have to wait too long.

I gasped as her hand gently took hold of my shaft and started to explore its length. Kristin brought up her other hand and eased it between my thigh and my balls, easing them outwards a little so that when she brought her head close enough she could kiss them, then suck them gently. "Nice cock." She breathed between licks as she started to work up my shaft. I watched her head obscure my cock then I closed my eyes as her mouth closed over me.

As Kristin's tongue explored me and her hand gently eased back and forth along my length I shivered and tried to breathe deeply as the pleasure washed over me. Feeling her over me, tasting me and knowing it was Kristin's head I was watching work me was the most incredible feeling I'd ever known. As she eased off me and continued to lick me I wondered if I shouldn't back away in case I came too quickly.

She seemed to sense that, knowing already it was the first time in a long time for both of us, and she stood up, kissing me deeply while still holding me tightly in her hand. Taking the lead now, she eased us back onto the bed and lay facing me, kissing me while both of her hands held my cock and balls.

With one hand massaging her thighs, I eased the other under her neck and started to nibble on the nipple closest to me, feeling it swell and harden between my lips just as its twin had done earlier. I encouraged Kirsten to move onto her back so I could play with her other nipple, twisting it gently between my fingers as I sucked and pulled on the other with my mouth. I felt the warmth coming from her pussy before my hand reached it, gently sliding up her thigh and feeling her legs open for me as my fingers traced along her wetness. I felt her catch her breath as my finger slipped between her lips and traced a line along her soaking opening up to her clit.

"That feels so good." She breathed. "Do you want to come up here for a while? Let me feel you inside me?"

"It's okay," I assured her, "In a little while."

As I continued sucking, pulling and twisting her nipples with my mouth and hand, I started to slip my finger deeper into the warm silky depths her pussy. Moving slowly in and out of her, I positioned my thumb to massage her clit, feeling it immediately come alive to my touch. When her hips started to want to rise up from the mattress I knew she was already close to orgasm. "Relax." I whispered. "I want this to be beautiful for you."

Kristin did as I said and allowed me to continue gently moving my finger in and out of her and play with her clit, coating it in her juices as she flowed with the excitement. "Feels so good." She smiled. "God I've missed this so much." She reached down and took a light hold on my cock. She pulled on it with very short, gentle, strokes, her movements seeming to increase her own pleasure as well as keeping me rock hard and ready for anything.

I felt her relax in my arms and give herself up to my attentions and I went back to sucking on her nipple and pulling it playfully with my teeth. I felt the tension in her body rise quicker than I had expected and felt her begin to grind herself into my fingers and raise herself up towards me a little. Rather than speed up my attentions on her pussy, which was beginning to drip with her flowing sex, I let my fingers rise with her body, keeping the pressure light, and slowed my fingers down. I concentrated my mouth on playing with her nipple in long slow movements of my tongue around it, sucking hard every now and again and pulling it with playful bites.

"Oh God I haven't felt like this in so long." Kristin was panting now and had her hand pulled on my cock a little more urgently. "You're going to make me cum."

Pleased as I was to hear that, I already knew it and was smiling up at her as my mouth clamped on her breast. Adding a second finger to move inside her, I felt her gasp again and I knew she was on the very brink. As her body tensed some more I pulled hard on her nipple and probed her as deep as I could. My thumb flicked over her clit slowly, but I slowly added some pressure and I knew her moment had arrived.

"Oh . . . my . . . God." She said as the orgasm slowly moved through her, making her pussy contract and then gush with even more juice. I kept my fingers moving on her and the hand that had been massaging my cock came up and held my hand tight to her pussy while her muscles froze in the throws of her pleasure. As the wave passed over her and she started to relax, her hand left mine and I continued to stroke her dripping pussy while she breathed deeply and giggled to me as the relief of her climax took over from the pleasure.

"That," she kissed me on the forehead, "was amazing." Her hand came back to its comfortable position of holding my erection, ringing around the rim of my cock with her thumb and forefinger. "I'm not sure it's ever felt that good. Not for a long time, that's for sure. Come on, move over, it's your turn to lie back and enjoy."

I shuffled more into the center of the bed and Kristin knelt up so she could pay some more detailed attention to my cock. Stroking it along the underside with her open palm, she wriggled her other hand between my legs and sampled my balls, gently squeezing and lightly stroking them. "It's been a long time since I've held one of these." She giggled. I was willing to testify that she hadn't lost her touch.

She watched her own movements intently as she slowly explored every inch of me, stroking the skin, running her fingertips along me and squeezing around the rim. At the base of my shaft she massaged a little more deeply, sending wonderful sensations down into my balls and all around them. I saw a smile cross her face as she noticed the bead of pre-cum that had appeared at the end of my cock. Leaning down to me, she lowered her mouth and ran her lips along my shaft in a series of kisses that was topped off by her taking the head of my cock into her mouth and covering me with the slow and delicious movements of her wandering tongue. I felt the warmth of her mouth spread all over me as she sucked and licked at me lovingly.

When she popped me out of her mouth I looked down to see the glistening head still firmly in her hand. Kirsten's eyes didn't leave my cock as she lifted it, stroked it and caressed it. She pulled my cock upright so it was almost vertical from my prone position and licked me up and down again while she let her hand press firmly into my belly and wander around my thighs.

Obviously deciding it was time to take me where she wanted, Kristin eased her leg over me and shuffled her position to straddle me. Now she eased herself up my body to hover over my cock tantalizingly as she continued to hold it straight up. I felt the tip touch her wet lips and looked up at her intensely as her arm was stretched down, holding me and guiding me towards her pussy. Easing the head of my cock into her, she let go of me and placed both of her hands behind her, resting them on my legs just above my knees. Her face, smiling through the sheen of our passion, held my gaze as she lowered herself deliciously onto me.

It's hard to forget what it feels like to be inside a tight, warm and wet pussy, but after a while it's hard to remember just how amazing that feeling is. As Kirsten began to slowly ease herself on and off me I reached up and took hold of one of her breasts and squeezed it as she squirmed her body down hard on my throbbing cock. She threw her head forward into my hand, bringing her own hands forward to rest on my chest. I could see the pleasure on her face as she controlled our movements and as I thought about how incredibly erotic it was watching her enjoy herself on my cock I felt the first gently indications of a huge orgasm stir inside me.

She felt it too. "Its okay baby," Kristin smiled down at me, her bright eyes misting as she eased up and down with her thighs, "it's your turn now. Cum for me."

The room suddenly seemed brighter and time slowed down as the rush built up inside me. I watched her face as her unblinking eyes studied my every movement so she knew exactly what to do next to increase my pleasure. The last thing I remember thinking before my head exploded was how she looked even more beautiful with me inside her.

It was a moment like I'd never imagined. So long since I'd been with a woman, so long since I connected on that hot, steamy level that makes for the best sex. Kristin shifted herself constantly up and down, covering me with her silky pussy and gripping me with a pleasure hold that was blowing my mind. The orgasm built for what seemed like weeks before it arrived with a huge burst of heat, lightness and pleasure.

I heard myself let out a high-pitched groan of pleasure as the blanket of the orgasm arrived and covered me with sparks and shots of electricity all over my body. I was in the throws of that moment forever when I started to shoot wads of cum deep into Kirsten's pussy. I saw the smile that covered her face as she continued to slide up and down and felt my seed fill her. She reached behind her and traced her fingers over my balls as my legs shivered and shook the last of the climax from me. I was smiling too, looking up at my new lover, unable to move yet and my breathing drained by the heart-stopping moment that she had brought for me.

As Kristin slipped of my softening cock she was grinning. Tracing her hands all the way up my chest, she snuggled next to me and I pulled her close with my arm. I whispered through my recovering breath, "You can sleep over any time you like."

Planting a kiss on the side of my cheek, she laughed a little and said, "What a lovely thought. Mind you, I'm not sure we'll be getting much sleep."

A Naked Ride Home

Mike had been listening to the song earlier in the evening. There was no doubt that was where he got the idea from, but the fact that he actually asked her to do it . . . well, that probably shocked him more than it did Lynn. It was definitely out of character for him to ask someone he’d just met to strip off their clothes.

They were at a friend’s party and she had been flirting with him all evening. This was no hardship for Mike as Lynn was fun, and very pretty. She petite and was wearing a summer dress with a pastel pattern that looked like a washed-out watercolor. Her dark hair was long, wavy and wispy as it fell around her shoulders and her face fell naturally into an impish smile. She had very definite Asian overtones in her features and stature, something Mike found very attractive and played to his fantasies of making love with an Asian girl. More than anything though, he loved that she was full of life, joked easily with him and met his looks with her bright blue shining eyes.

“So,” she accused playfully when they were alone together for the first time that evening, in the kitchen while her friend went to take an urgent call on her cell phone, “why haven’t you asked for my number yet.” She looked at him with caricature eyes. “What’s wrong? You have a girlfriend or something? I’m ugly?”

Mike smiled at her and paused before answering. “No. Most definitely not, on both counts.”

He watched while Lynn took a pen from her bag and scribbled her number on a napkin. He loved her spark, the way she seemed to enjoy everything around her and he couldn’t help but be impressed by her pretty face and shapely body.

“There you go.” She gave him the napkin. “Now you can lose it on your way home, we’ll never go out and you’ll never know what a nice girl I am to have dinner with.”

Mike nodded and smirked as he put away her number. “I think you can be reasonably sure I won’t lose it, seeing as how I can’t think of anything I’d like better than to find out how nice you are to have dinner with.”

When Lynn’s friend returned, she announced that she had to leave. As they were in the friend’s car, that meant that Lynn had to leave also. When they’d said goodbye Mike looked around the, now lifeless, party and decided that he too would go when his drink was finished. The last thing he was expecting was Lynn to rush back in.

“Do you have a car?” She asked without preamble.

Mike nodded, slightly bemused.

“Good. Can you give me a ride home?” Lynn’s eyes brightened, almost pleading him. “That way I can stay for a while. If you’d like that?”

“I can . . . sure . . . of course . . . on one condition.” He heard himself say.

“What condition?” Lynn’s interest rose.

“That you’re naked on the ride home.”

It was almost like someone else said the words, so out of character were they for him. Lynn looked a little taken aback, but then her features softened. The three seconds she took before answering were torture for him but then she smiled. “Sure, why not? Sounds like a fun ride home. Especially . . . if you get naked too. Deal?”

Mike paused, processed the offer quickly and offered her his hand, “deal.”

For the next half-hour, they continued their party conversation, Mike felt a little more of a tingle between them but Lynn was still bubbling and flirting as though nothing had changed. Mike watched her as she explained how horrible she had been at guitar lessons and how completely tone deaf she was when she sang along with CDs in the car. He was entranced by her giggles and couldn’t help but wonder what it might be like to hold her, get even closer to those lovely features of hers, and kiss her.

Lynn liked Mike. He was tall, handsome in a clean-cut sort of way and fun to be with. He seemed to now lots about music and sport but never bored her with anything he said. He also cared about what she thought, was very courteous to her and had thrilled her beyond words with his offer to ride home naked with her. This was the type of wild and playful moments Lynn lived for and Mike was the perfect type of guy to share them with.

“So,” she said after a while, no longer able to keep her curiosity at bay, “what’s all this naked driving about and how do we do it?”

He hadn’t worked out quite how they were going to do it, but he was a little relieved to be back on the subject. “It’s a song I heard earlier today, about having a beautiful girl get into your car naked and you drive home. I don’t know why, I just thought I might never find a better person to share it with.”

He watched as she smiled, a little more emotionally than he was used to from her.

“As for how we do it . . . I hadn’t thought about it. Maybe we’ll just walk out to the car, strip off and throw our clothes in the back.”

“Sounds like a plan.” She laughed. “Shall we go? I can’t wait to see how this works.”

It worked with an excitement and anticipation that crackled in the air and charged the atmosphere with light and heady gas. It surprised Mike how non-sexual the feeling was as he looked around him and started to pull off his shirt. It was a thrill for sure, but the thrill was in knowing they were doing something out of the ordinary, something very private in a public setting and something totally outside their experience. Just for those few moments they forgot their attraction to each other.

When they arrived at the car Mike opened Lynn’s door for her, caught her smile beaming at him and walked around to his own door. By the time he looked over to see her she was pulling her dress over her head. With a last look around to see if anyone might be watching, he started to undress as quickly as he could. Lynn finished first, threw her clothes onto the rear of the car and slid into her seat.

Her instinct was to cover her breasts but she resisted as she watched him step out of his jeans through the driver’s door. She caught a quick flash of his limp penis as he threw his leading leg into the car and sat down beside her, the door swiftly closing behind him. It impressed her that his eyes didn’t immediately gravitate to her small nipples which had reacted to their exposure to the night air. It impressed him that he looked at her face and returned her smile rather than checking out just how lovely Lynn’s promising body was now it was disrobed. It was impossible to miss her beautiful breasts, even in his peripheral vision, as her hair cascaded over her shoulders and down over them. He smiled at the sight of her nipples protruding through the thin curtain of her beautiful hair.

Sitting behind the wheel, his legs were slightly open so not much of his genitalia was visible when Lynn happened to glance at his lap; just a tantalizing tangle of pubic hair and the merest hint of skin at the top of the shaft that drooped between his legs. Looking down to her own groin, she saw that her trimmed bush was visible and nothing more. It actually surprised her how little they were revealing to each other, side to side and naked. It also occurred to her that her breasts were exposed to anyone on a large SUV or a truck. She smiled wickedly at the thought.

“Shall we go?” Mike smiled pleasantly over to her as though they were headed out for an innocuous shopping trip.

They didn’t say much as Mike steered the car out into the street and towards the freeway that Lynn told him was their best route to her home. Mike managed to keep his curiosity at bay and his eyes ahead for the most part, but as he scanned the road while making a right turn he caught another full view of her smallish but wonderfully formed breasts and their inviting dark buds.

“Is this what you expected?” Lynn giggled as they drove along.

“I didn’t expect anything.” Mike answered, thinking that for sure he hadn’t expected her to actually get into the car naked with him. “But I have to say, it’s sure made this evening turn out to be an exciting one.”

“Doesn’t look like it’s TOO exciting.” She took a very obvious look into his lap.

As soon as he knew she was looking at him he felt he twitch and in a few seconds he felt a distinctive “pop” as his cock broke cover and started to elevate between his legs.

“Er, sorry about that.” He grimaced. “It’s not every night I get to drive with a beautiful naked girl.

“Nothing to apologize about at all.” Lynn assured him in a matter-of-fact tone, glancing back to see his progress. “It’s a compliment, a very nice one too. Anyway, my feelings aren’t quite as visible as that. Doesn’t mean I’m not excited also.”

“That’s good.” He said simply, imagining what it might be like to slip his hand between her thighs and find if she was as excited as he was.

As Mike swung the car down the off ramp she indicated, he drew along the inside of a big rig that was waiting at the traffic lights. Instinctively, Lynn glanced out of her window and up towards the driver’s cab. “He’s looking down at me.” Her voice was part panic, part giggle. “He can see that I’m naked.”

Mike laughed and hit the accelerator as the lights changed. The big rig’s horn blasted three times in the quiet night, saluting their lack of clothes. “That’s probably a second guy whose night you’ve made a little more exciting than he was expecting.”

“Have you ever done anything like this before?” Lynn asked.

“A few things,” Mike admitted, “but nothing quite like this. I skied naked once, but not with any girls around.”

“Must’ve been cold.” Lynn glanced again at his groin, wondering how small it was when he skied and how big it might get later that evening.

The rest of their drive was uneventful but filled with silent excitement and anticipation. Mike wondered what would happen when they got to her home, hoping that she might invite him inside for a while but not even daring to think that they might remain naked for the duration. His concentration on the road ahead had caused his semi-harness to recede but with every thought about Lynn he could feel stirrings.

“This is it, here.” She instructed him to pull into a parking space outside her home.

Mike switched off the engine and scanned the area to see if anyone might notice their lack of clothes. Fortunately the street was deserted. “Would you like to come in for a while?” Lynn smiled at him broadly. “I can make us some coffee if you like.”

“Sure.” Mike smiled but tried not to look too smug. “It’ll be easier to get dressed.”

Lynn paused and screwed her eyes in consideration. “You know . . .” now her face broke into an impish grin. “Maybe it’s my turn to impose a condition . . .” she started to gather up her clothes from the rear of the car. “How about you have to stay naked if you want to come in?”

Before Mike had chance to answer she had opened the door and run out, holding her clothes in front of her and opening the front door as quickly as she could. Then she was gone, but the door stayed open, inviting. It wasn’t a difficult decision. With one final look around the street, Mike grabbed his own clothes and ran after her.

Once inside, he laid his clothes in a pile and closed the door gently. “I’m in here.” Lynn called from the kitchen, obviously hearing the door click shut. “On the right. You better not have put your clothes on . . . that wasn’t the deal.”

She was facing away from him when he came into the well-lit kitchen. He almost stopped in his tracks to see her naked form standing at the counter naked; her slender body, her hair stretching down her back, her perfect skin and the most amazing ass he had ever seen. It was good to see that she had continued in the spirit of the evening.

“You look incredible.” He said softly.

“Would you like coffee, or hot chocolate?” She asked without turning to face him.

“I have to touch you.” He took a few steps forward and reached out to let his hands rest on her hips. His head came easily down to her shoulder and allowed him to savor her scent as he felt the softness of her hair against his cheek. His lips met the delicate skin at the side of her neck and he kissed her softly.

“That feels nice.” Lynn sighed and allowed her head to lean back towards him. “You have a lovely touch.”

Mike felt her small hand reach back and stroke his thigh, immediately followed by the inevitable reaction from his waking cock. As it twitched to life he felt it rise against her bottom and knew she would be aware of the movement. Without even thinking about it he felt his hands slide from her sides up in front of her and cup her small pert breasts. The nipples felt hard against his palm as he massaged her and he eased away from her body slightly to allow his erection to fully extend, then he pressed against her again, his hot hardness now resting against the top of her ass and into her lower back.

“That was an incredible ride home.” He breathed. “You were amazing. The fact that you did it and the fact that you looked so beautiful.”

“It was fun.” Lynn returned to her impish self as she twisted around to face him and then pulled herself up to sit on the counter top. “I just thought it would be a nice way to get to know you better.”

“Is it working?” Mike asked as he leaned forward to kiss her mouth.

“You bet.” Lynn met his lips and immediately felt both of their mouths open as the building passion spilled over for the first time. Their tongues probed urgently, tasting and teasing. Lynn’s hand found its way down to wrap around Mike’s cock and start to stroke it slowly, her palm massaging the head between strokes. Mike let a hand rise to hold her breast again, this time taking her small hard nipple and squeezing it.

When their kiss broke for air Mike dropped his head further and took the nipple into his mouth, immediately sucking hungrily on it and pushing it into him with his hand. He heard her gasp as he swirled his tongue around her bud and lapped around its edges before he pinched it with his fingertips and moved across to taste its twin. Like the first, it was already hard when he closed his lips around it but he tried to encourage its excitement some more.

Lynn moaned as he suckled on her and pleased her breasts with his tongue and fingers. She ran her hands over his back and traced her fingertips in swirls over his skin. “That was nice. I like that.” She giggled as he stood up, her nipples now in the charge of his fingers only.

“You have a wonderful body.” He looked into her face and smiled as she reached down to continue her gentle massaging of his cock.

“You still haven’t seen all of it.” Lynn’s face appeared to grow horns of mischief as she grinned and opened her legs a little more for him.

Mike didn’t need any further invitation and he eased himself out of her hand so that he could take a good look at the wondrous shining pussy that she had presented him with. He looked at her in awe as he ran his hands over her thighs, easing his palms along the insides so that his fingertips came entrancingly close to her opening. She was trimmed above, shaved below and perfectly symmetrical, her lips were slightly reddened and swollen with excitement as they were pushed out by her sitting position. As she gently squirmed against his tantalizing touch he saw that she was slick already, her lips shifting and threatening to part some more as her legs opened a little more.

“That looks very inviting.” He didn’t take his gaze away from her.

“Would you like to taste?” She shuffled a little closer to the front of the counter top, obviously just in case he did.

Now hanging over the edge, she managed to open her legs even wider and this time her lips did pull apart to reveal some pink inner skin that was soaked in her juices. Mike approached slowly, not in caution, but savoring the view. He felt her shiver as his tongue made the tiniest contact with her lips. Drawing it up one side and then the other, Mike tasted her as she coated his tongue. She was as sweet as she looked, hot and soft.

His tongue fell easily between her lips and inside her where he probed as deep as his tongue would go. He felt her hands gently encourage his head to pleasure her and sensed her breathing start to get a little more erratic. Mike brought his middle finger up to work, first on her lips and then to push inside her, thrusting against her gentle rhythmic movements as his tongue continued to tease and pleasure her pussy. Adding a second finger, he felt for the first time how tight Lynn was, wrapping around him and warming his fingers as they worked her slick opening.

“God, this is so sexy. Just . . . just don’t stop.” She hissed at him as her pleasure increased. “I couldn’t believe how amazing it was to be in the car naked with you, couldn’t believe how wild it was that you asked me to do it, and now this is even better. You have a very talented tongue you know.” She gasped as he ran it over her clit for the first time. “Would it be too much to ask if your cock is as talented?”

Mike took his time replying, lapping at her excited clit for as long as he dared without her exploding in his face. He could already feel the rising tension in her body and noticed that the pitch of her voice had risen a little. It was hard to drag himself from such a sweet prize though, so soft and warm against his tongue as it stroked her.

She was eager to feel him inside her though and started to gently pull on the sides of his head so he could stand in front of her. “Maybe you should be the judge of its talents.” He said as she reached down and took hold of him again.

Lynn said nothing but gently pulled him closer to her. She looked at his full erection and wondered at how it would feel inside her tight pussy. Mike kissed her deeply and allowed her to position him, resting against her and ready to thrust inside. Her tongue twisted with his, eagerly displaying her passion and tasting herself on him as he placed his hands firmly on her ass cheeks. Lynn’s hand stroked him lightly, her fingers brushing along his length but leaving the decision about entering her up to him.

It was just something that happened. There was no conscious decision, almost like his body decided it was time, and he simply slipped inside her warm and waiting sheath.

“Oh wow.” She broke the kiss to look at his face. “Now that feels good.”

“You’re not kidding.” He smiled, but was already feeling his control slipping away as his own passion rose.

“Deeper, yes, please . . . deeper.” Lynn panted as she watched him intently. Mike pulled out a little and slid even deeper into her.

He felt huge inside her and in their current position she could feel him push against her clit each time he came into her. She felt the engorged head of his cock draw along her pussy walls as it slowly stroked in and out of her, sending warm waves of pleasure through her as Mike pulled firmly on her bottom to make sure he got as deep inside her as he could. With each thrust she felt herself take another step along the road to heaven, her clit enjoying Mike’s technique of twisting his body slightly when he was fully inside and sending deepening warm waves further through her with each stroke.

He couldn’t believe how good she felt as he thrust into her and pressed against her. She felt slick and tight as his cock felt as hard as he’d known. Looking down, he watched as his rock hard rod come out to the rim of his head and then slowly plunge as deep as it would go inside her heavenly pussy. He felt his head begin to swim with the heady feelings of an approaching orgasm and tried to gauge where Lynn was in her pleasure cycle. Her eyes were closed and she had her arms wrapped around him, pulling him into her. Her breathing was deep and becoming irregular and he sensed that she was every bit as close as he was.

“I need you now.” She whispered into his ear. “I need your seed Mike. I need to feel you explode inside me.”

Mike gulped, the intensity of the moment becoming overwhelming as he fought to maintain the slow pace of his strokes that he knew would bring them the most pleasure. As he felt the first stirrings deep in his balls he brought a hand up to take hold of her nipple and rub it in time with his movements. Lynn replied to his movement by slipping a hand between their bodies and rubbing his lower belly with her palm.

He was on tip-toes for the last few strokes, plunging as deep as he could. His lips clasped themselves onto hers and their tongues wound around each other in their wide open mouths until Lynn lost control and pulled away to gasp. “Oh my. Please don’t stop . . . please.” Her eyes were wide and wild as she shuddered and began to climax with a tidal wave of warm pleasure that swept through her every fiber instantly.

Feeling her pussy contract around him was the moment he tipped over the edge and started the long fall to orgasmic bliss. He watched her face as she came, taught but smiling, eyes closed involuntary as he continued his slow strokes, now knowing she was there. He was cumming for a full four strokes before his balls exploded and started to pump their contents deep inside Lynn. Mike managed to continue thrusting as he spasmed three times but then he could only hold on to her as he continued to unload his cream until the shooting from his cock subsided.

She recovered quicker than him, holding him and cooing, “There baby, you did so good” as he struggled to find a breathing pattern after the most shattering climax of his life. It felt good to still be inside her, now sliding freer than ever as their juices mixed and he shivered with aftershocks.

“That,” Mike smiled at her but need to pause for breath, “was amazing.”

Lynn giggled now. “Of course what I didn’t tell you earlier was that I’m clean out of coffee.”

He found enough strength to lift her off the counter top, still impaled on him, pull her as tight as he could to him and spin her around. Lynn wrapped her legs around his waist as they spun and kissed him.

Mike smiled when she broke to face him. “I don’t suppose you’d like to take a ride to get some coffee?”

Lynn’s eyes lit up as the implications of the suggestion sunk in. “I do know a drive-through not far from here.”

The Fucking Machine

“I don’t believe it,” Bree said to her friend. There is no such thing.”

“There is too!” Shelley replied. “I saw my mother using it last night. She didn’t know I was watching her and she got herself off with it. I heard a buzzing noise and I heard her moaning. Her door was locked but when I looked through the keyhole, I saw her sitting on this black box with a big smile and as I watched, I saw her cumming. Afterward, she put it away in her closet and locked the door.”

“I still don’t believe you. She must have been using a vibrator. I’ve seen my mom use one of those and I used it too when she wasn’t home. It got me off better than any boy ever did. A LOT better…”

“Bree, I’ve seen my mom’s vibrator and it looks nothing like the fucking machine I’m telling you about. “Don’t you think I know the difference between a vibrator and this thing?”

Shelley did know the difference and so did Bree. Although they were both only eighteen years old and seniors in high school, they had been sexually active for long enough to know about vibrators. Neither one knew as much as she thought she did but they did know that much.

“Do you think she would show it to us? Do you think she would let us use it?”

“No way. She’d never even let us see it, let alone use it. She keeps it locked in a closet. Mom thinks I’ve still got my cherry.” Both young women pondered for a few seconds about how dumb mothers can be before Bree made a suggestion.

“My brother showed me how to pick a lock. All you need is a piece of wire like a bent paper clip. I’ll bet I can get into that closet some time when your mom isn’t home, and we can try it out. When will she be out?”

“She’ll be working tomorrow. She leaves in the morning after she knows I am up and getting ready for school.”

“Okay, then make her think you are getting ready for school but don’t go. I’ll cut school too and be over at nine o’clock with a paper clip. I’ll bet this going to be fun.

Bree and Shelley giggled at the thought of the forbidden fruit they expected to be enjoying.

At nine o’clock the next morning, Shelley let Bree into the house she shared with her mother and led the way into her mother’s bedroom. The closet was locked with an ordinary snap lock and, after a few minutes of fumbling, Bree was able to pick the lock with the bent paper clip. Shelley opened the door and, after some looking, found what they were after. It was sitting on the floor in a corner, somewhat concealed by a pile of clothes that needed ironing. She took it into the bedroom and set it on the floor where her mother had been using it two nights ago.

The fucking machine was a red box, made of a rather heavy plastic and an electric cord ran from one end. The base was flat, allowing the machine to be set on a chair or the floor or anywhere else, and the sides sloped upward like a pyramid, except the top was flat and five inches square. The main feature was a pink dildo protruding from a socket in the top. As they looked at it and thought about what the dildo could do for their young pussies, both women giggled.

After it was plugged in, they looked the machine over more carefully and found the control panel on one side. In the middle of the panel was a toggle switch marked “ON” and “OFF” and the function of that was obvious.

On either side of the toggle switch was a dial. One dial had “SLOW” written on one end and “FAST” written on the other, with apparent gradations in between. The two friends were sure they knew what that was for.

The other dial was more mysterious. On the left end was the designation “OSC” while the word "TURN was written on the right. At the top of the dial were the letters “THST”.

On the side opposite the control was another handle. When Shelley pulled on it a drawer opened. Inside were varieties of dildos.

“That looks like Little Willy’s little willie,” she said, pointing at the smallest of the plastic cocks.

Little Willy was an object of some scorn among his female classmates but his family is rich and he drove an expensive luxury car and so was granted privileges he wouldn’t have otherwise rated.

“I’ll bet Jason Richards is hung like that,” Bree guessed, pointing to an eight-inch dildo, the biggest of the set. Jason was the star of the basketball team. Neither Bree nor Shelley had any first-hand knowledge of his cock but they had heard a rumor that it was quite spectacular.

The other dildos ranged in size between Little Willy and Jason and the one on the machine was average sized.

Shelley plugged in the machine, after making sure the switch was turned to “OFF”.

“Let’s try it out,” she suggested.

After carefully making notes of the settings of the machine so they could return it to those settings, Shelley set the dial to “SLOW” and to “OSC” and turned it on. The dildo started swinging slowly from side to side. As the dial was turned toward “FAST” , it swung faster.

“It’s oscillating. ‘OSC’ must stand for oscillate,” Bree deduced. She turned off the machine and set it back to “SLOW” and to “TURN”. The dildo slowly turned in a circle when the machine was turned back on.

“Oscillate looks like it would be fun but turn doesn’t look like much,” Shelley judged. “Let’s try the middle one.”

THST apparently stood for “thrust” because the dildo thrust straight up and down when that was the setting. Further experimentation showed that it could be set to thrust up and down while either oscillating or turning.

Bree and Shelley both developed dampness in their pussies when they thought about the dildo fucking them, especially when the machine was turned to FAST and set to oscillate and thrust.

“I dare you to try it out,” Bree challenged her friend.

“Do you think I should?”

“Why not?”

“Okay but you have to use it too.”

“I will but, since it’s your mother’s, you go first.”

“I think I’d better start with Little Willy. I can switch to something else later.”

Little Willy had a hole in its base which apparently fit over a shaft on the machine. When Shelley pulled the dildo off the machine, a rubber ring came off also. The ring had a hard rubber spur on one side.

“I bet that’s for your clit,” Bree said.

Shelley put the ring on Little Willy and put the small dildo on the shaft that protruded from the middle of the socket and the machine was ready to fuck her.

The machine was ready but Shelley wasn’t quite yet. Both girls were wearing the knee length uniform skirt of the school they attended and Bree tried to reach underneath and remove her panties, expecting to straddle the device still wearing her skirt and otherwise fully dressed. This exasperated Bree.

“For Chrissake, Shelley, don’t be so damn modest. I’m gonna fuck myself after you get done and I’m gonna take off all my clothes. I’ll do it now if it’ll get you to hurry up.” She started unbuttoning her blouse.

Shelley had to admit her friend was right. Minutes later, both were naked and she was on her knees straddling the machine. It was set for “Thrust” and the slowest speed but she expected to change the settings.

Lining up the spur with her clit, Shelly slowly lowered herself and let her pussy envelope Little Willy. A low buzz started when she flipped the switch to ON and the small dildo started slowly plunging in and out of her pussy.

“How does it feel?” Bree asked.

“Kinda funny. Nice, but not really a big deal; a lot like the real Little Willy.”

Bree knew what her friend meant because she had felt their classmate’s small cock in her pussy also.

“I’m going to speed it up and let it oscillate a little too,” Shelly said, matching word to deed.

With the increased speed and changed motion, a smile spread across Shelly’s pretty face and she started reacting to the fucking machine, her body squirming as the dildo drove in and out of her.

“That feels a lot better now but it’s not big enough. Once I’m good and wet I’ll put a bigger cock on.”

A minute later, Shelley switched off the machine and raised herself, so the dildo was no longer in her. Her pussy was wet enough, with her juices running down both her legs. She selected a larger dildo, one size smaller than the one her mother had left on the machine.

“I’ll call this one Eric,” she said as she removed Little Willy, put the spur in place on the bigger dildo and attached it to the machine. “It’s about the same size as his cock.”

Shelley set the machine for THST and the slowest speed and lowered herself so the tip of the dildo was inside her pussy. After she turned it on, Shelley signed happily as Eric penetrated her pussy. She moaned as it fucked her slowly in and out. When the dildo was completely inside her, she couldn’t help but groan.

“My God, Bree, this is the greatest. It’s a lot better than the real Eric, he was always in such a hurry, I stopped fucking him!” She turned up the speed a little and set the machine so the dildo would oscillate inside her.

“Ahhh…” she exclaimed as the machine fucked her faster and with the new motion. “Oh! Oh! Oh! That feels good.” As Shelley fucked down to meet the strokes of Eric, she leaned forward and the spur came into full contact with her engorged clit.

“Oh! Oh!” she cried out. “My clit! Fuck my clit!” Back and forth and side to side, she rocked, writhing on top of the fucking machine while it continued to plunge the dildo in and out of her pussy and the spur raked across her clit. For ten minutes she enjoyed the best fucking of her life and finally, “Yes…Yes! I’m cumming…Oh, my God!”

Shelley reached her climax in just a few more seconds of the relentless thrusts of the machine and slumped forward until Bree caught her and turned off the machine.

For a minute, Bree supported her friend until she had caught her breath. “C’mon now, it’s my turn. Hurry up; I’m really hot to trot.”

“Oh, my God, I’m weak from cumming. I’ve never had anything like that.”

Bree helped Shelley raise herself and lie on the floor then got into position over the fucking machine. The dildo that had been named “Eric” waited to drive itself into her pussy.

“Aren’t you going to start with Little Willy?” asked Shelley.

“No need. I’m dripping wet from watching you and listening to you and the cock is wet from you too.” Bree turned the settings to THST and to a slower speed. She made sure the spur on the clit ring was properly positioned.

With her juices dripping all over the machine, she lowered herself until the head of the dildo was inside her pussy. While her friend was on the floor, resting after the best orgasm she ever had, Bree turned on the fucking machine.

“Ohhh…” she crooned, as the plastic cock stroked slowly in and out of her pussy. “That’s really good.”

For several minutes, she enjoyed the sensations of a slow fuck as she meet the toy thrusting inside her. The pleasure spread from her pussy all through her body, causing her to moan and sigh and for her toes and fingers to clench and unclench.

Afterwards, Bree reached down, turned the machine to a higher speed, and set it to oscillate inside her pussy.

The greater speed and the new motion of the dildo caused the pleasure to mount, pouring through Bree’s body and causing her to thrash around on top of the machine.

She sighed and whimpered from the intense pleasure the fucking machine was giving her. Every time she leaned towards the spur designed to stimulate clits, she could feel the intensive pleasure coursing through her.

Every time she leaned back or to the side, the dildo found new areas inside her pussy to caress, sending more and greater waves of pleasure washing through her body.

Shelley had recovered and she watched her friend flopping around ecstatically.

“Good, isn’t it?” she asked her friend.

Bree had lost control of some of her muscles and all she could do was happily nod her head. The fucking she was getting from the machine was like nothing she had ever known. Besides masturbating in various ways, her sexual experience had been entirely clumsy boys pawing her, then thrusting inside her who are mostly only using her for their own pleasure.

Although she would never admit even to herself that she had never had an orgasm except for those times when she was enjoying her little finger or her mother’s vibrator.

She realized shamelessly that the fucking machine would do everything a vibrator would and much more. Moreover, it had no selfish interest for enjoyment. It was strictly designed to give women all the sexual pleasure they wanted. And she was getting all that and more.

“Oh!” she cried as she started cumming. This had happened to her only once with the vibrator. This time however, it was much more intensive.

All the pleasure that had been piling up from the surges of the dildo seemed to come crashing down, flooding her pussy repeatedly with waves of pure ecstasy until there was a sudden intense burst as she climaxed. After that, there was just the nice feeling of the dildo pumping in and out of her pussy.

Bree was too weak to do anything, even to turn off the machine or ask Shelley to turn it off. She gestured toward the switch and Shelley, with an unaccustomed flash of insight, knew what she wanted and turned it off.

This time, Shelley helped her friend off the fucking machine. She helped Bree to the floor to her strength.

Later that morning, after both women had fully recovered their strength and had cleaned themselves up, they put away the device. It had given them so much pleasure that they can’t help discussing it.

“That is the best fucking I have ever had and the best orgasm too…bar none,” Shelley told her friend.

Bree agreed. “The problem is that we will probably never find a man who can match it. Jason might have a cock as big as the biggest one with the machine but I’ll bet he can’t fuck like the machine can.”

“Do you want to cut school again next week and use it again,” Shelley asked Bree shamelessly.

Bree looked at her and she knew from the happy look of lust on her friend’s face that she need not hear the words. It was enough confirmation that there’ll be a next time for them and that wonderful machine.

Mowing her lawn to Plowing her pussy

It was Sunday afternoon and Marian Robinson had two problems. The first was that the man who usually mowed her lawn had gotten a steady job and would no longer be around. She had no lawnmower to do the job herself, and the grass was starting to get longer than it should be in her nice suburban neighborhood. She would need to do something about it, such as hiring a different gardener but those she had spoken with had all asked for more than she was willing to pay. When she was a teenager, over thirty years earlier, she had mowed lawns and done other odd jobs and had never had the nerve to charge a tenth of what was being demanded now.

Her other problem was much more serious; she was horny and didn't know what could be done about it. Her favorite dildo had coaxed an orgasm out of her the previous night, but it had been highly unsatisfactory. What she needed was a real cock. George Boxlicker, her sometime sex buddy, hadn't had time for her lately, and she missed him, especially his tongue. There were dozens of men who would be more than willing to fuck her, but she wanted something better. Tall, with large, firm breasts and sun-tanned skin, dark brown hair and blue eyes, Marian was quite an attractive woman and she knew it. She considered herself to be deserving of a man who would take his time with her, the way George did, licking and sucking her breasts and eating her pussy until she enjoyed a great orgasm, before taking his cock and.... She quickly put such thoughts out of her mind; they didn't help and they just made things worse.

While pondering what to do about the two problems, Marian heard a lawn mower operating nearby. When she looked out the window, she saw the neighbor boy, Brian or something like that, mowing their front lawn. As she watched, he expertly steered the machine around the flower beds and along the walkway, working quickly and doing a neat job. "I'll bet I can get him to mow this lawn. And do it cheap too, if I go about it the right way," she told herself.




At one time, Marian had thought of the boy as being a pervert, but she had softened her opinion of him. She liked to sun bathe by her swimming pool in the back yard and one time she had spotted him peeping through the fence at her. After she complained to his mother, he hadn't done it again, and Marian had, since then, come to realize there was really nothing perverted about a young man wanting to look at an attractive, scantily clad woman, such as herself. Assuming he still wanted to look, she knew how she could benefit from his interest.

Marian went into her bedroom and changed her clothes. The Bermuda shorts were replaced by snug hot pants that showed off her long legs and tight ass. She stripped off the blouse and bra and replaced them with a plain white cotton t-shirt. Her dark nipples were outlined under the thin fabric and her breasts swayed enticingly when she moved her upper body. "Just for getting a look at me in this outfit, he ought to mow the lawn for free," she told herself.

She went to the front porch to wait until Brian came by again and, when he did, Marian approached him. "Brian?" she called out.

He heard her over the sound of the mower, but just barely, so he shut it off and looked at her hungrily. "She sure looks good," Ryan told himself, but he had memories of her looking even better, wearing nothing at all and masturbating in the back yard. He had watched her undress and get herself off with her fingers while he was peeping through a hole he had drilled in the wooden tool shed that abutted the fence separating their back yards. Ryan still masturbated to the memory and he could feel his cock stiffening as she approached.

"Hello, Mrs. Robinson." He shifted nervously from one foot to the other, and moved to keep his crotch concealed behind the lawn mower handle.

"Hello, Brian."

"Er, that's Ryan, Ma'am."

"Oh. Sorry. Ryan, then. And why don't you call me Marian? After all, we're friends and neighbors, and both adults. You're almost 21, aren't you?"

"No, I'm just eighteen, Mrs... er, Marian."

"Okay, eighteen then, but an adult anyhow. I wanted to ask you, can you mow my lawn too? The front one here and the back? I'll pay you five dollars." That was a fourth as much as she had been paying the gardener but she wouldn't mention that.

"Sure." Ryan hardly thought about how much work he had just agreed to do for so little money; he was too busy staring at her nipples and at how her tits moved under the thin fabric of her t-shirt when she leaned toward him.

"Okay. Let me know when you're done." Marian turned and walked back to her house, a smug look on her face, that was turned away from Ryan, who was more interested in the way her ass was moving anyhow.

Later, with her second problem still on her mind, as it had been for the last week, Marian looked out the back window and saw Ryan at work there. The day had gotten hotter and he had removed his shirt. She had always thought of him as being fat, ever since he had swum in her pool as a child, but she realized that was no longer so. Upon seeing his bare torso, although there was a little extra weight around his waist, she realized he was not what she would call fat. In fact, it looked as if he had been working out; his chest was big and so were his shoulders. He looked quite strong and athletic and able to take care of himself.

After a minute of looking at his chest and shoulders and the muscles in his arms, Marian realized he might be the answer to her more urgent problem too. He seemed to be available and was almost certainly horny. She could swear him to secrecy but even if he did tell somebody, there was nothing anybody could do about it. His parents might get pissed off but he was 18 years old, and fair game. Marian was pretty sure he would be awkward and inexperienced, but she could teach him to give her what she wanted. After he finished the lawn, she decided, she would invite him into the house to pay him and play it by ear from there. One thing for sure, he was a better prospect than anybody she had exchanged emails with.

An hour later, they were sitting across the kitchen table from each other, with Ryan still nude above the waist, his shirt draped over the back of his chair. She had paid him and offered him a cold Pepsi, which he was glad to get. He had stuffed the money in his wallet and sat down to drink his pop, a few stray blades of grass clinging to his sweaty, muscular body. Marian smiled in anticipation of that body lying under hers and began her efforts to bring that happy circumstance about.

"Ryan, you're all sweaty. Why don't you take a shower?

"Yeah, I'll do that as soon as I get home."

"Why not use my shower while you're here? I can wash your back for you."

"Ahhhhh. Ahhhhh." Ryan was tongue-tied at that thought. She was suggesting washing his naked back. With her hands. The same hands he vividly remembered watching her use to fondle her tits and pussy.

"C'mon," she said, coming around to the other side of the table. "It's this way." Marian led the young man to her bedroom and her personal bathroom. Under different circumstances, she would have directed him to the shower in the hall bathroom but she wanted him in her personal space, with its reminders of her and its proximity to her bed.

"Step in here and get yourself wet and I'll be right back with soap and a towel and a washcloth." Marian directed him into the shower stall, turned on the warm water and left, to gather up what would be needed.

When she returned, barefoot but otherwise dressed as she had been, she smiled at the sight of Ryan, standing naked with his back to her. After admiring his broad shoulders and tight ass, Marian opened the shower door and soaked the washcloth and soap.

"Step back here by the door so I can soap up your back," she told him. When he did, she worked up a lather on the cloth and started by scrubbing across his shoulders and upper and lower back.

Marian continued washing farther down, lower than she really had any need to go, but Ryan made no objection and they were both enjoying themselves. "You've sure got a cute butt," she told him, and emphasized its cuteness by running a soapy index finger between his buttocks and wiggling it where she felt the puckered area. Ryan didn't object to that, either.

"Okay, go ahead and rinse off." Marian gave Ryan's ass a playful slap and, when he stepped back under the stream of water, placed the cloth and soap on the shower caddy. Quickly, while the water was spraying his back, she peeled her t-shirt off over her head and pushed her shorts and bikini panties down to the floor. She stepped out of them into the shower and closed the door behind herself.

Ryan didn't know she was there until he felt Marian press her naked body against his back and her arms go around him to fondle his stiff cock. Still holding his erection with one hand, she slid around in front of him and smiled at his blushing face. She smiled for two reasons. First, she wanted to put him at ease as well as she could and, second, she liked the way his shaft felt in her hand. It was hard as a broomstick and bigger around than either her dildo or her ex-husband's or George's cock. Once she was in front of him, she saw it was longer too. It felt good in her hand and she knew it would feel even better in her pussy.

"You've got a nice dick here too, Ryan. By any chance, were you hoping to get this into my pussy?"

"Ah. Ah. Er, yeah."

"Well, that's good because I was hoping that too. But first, let's get the rest of you washed off. You're just as sweaty in the front as you were in the back."

Quickly, she retrieved the soap and washcloth and washed Ryan's chest, arms and sides. She knelt in front of him to scrub his belly, which put his cock bouncing just inches from her face. Although she hadn't washed it yet, Marian couldn't resist the temptation and took it into her mouth to stroke him a few times with her lips. Suddenly, she heard him panting deeply and felt his cock throbbing and jerking in her mouth. She knew he was about to cum, so she tightened her lips and stroked faster, keeping her tongue in place to catch his semen when he erupted.

A few seconds later, his cock jerked and deposited a big gob of viscous fluid on her tongue. Marian savored the taste and the texture just long enough to swallow it and catch the second spurt. This one felt and tasted just as good and she left it there to be joined by a third gush of Ryan's semen. She swallowed what she had in her mouth, placed her thumb at the base of his cock and brought it forward to squeeze out everything left inside. Once his cock had been milked of all his semen, she took it out of her mouth, licked under the ridge, and smiled up at him around the big, mushroom-shaped head.

"That was really good, Ryan. Now, let's get you washed off the rest of the way; I've got a lot more fun things in mind."

Kneeling again, Marian washed off Ryan's legs and his crotch and finished by gently taking his cock in her hands and soaping it up. She smiled, observing that it had hardly softened at all and was becoming harder as she fondled it. What she had always heard about very young men seemed to be true.

"Okay. Now, you do me." Marian turned around and relaxed as Ryan did the same thing for her back as she had done for his. As he scrubbed inside her ass cheeks, sending thrills rippling through her, she reached around to play with his cock. Marian was elated to find it was just as hard as it had been when she had taken it into her mouth.

"Don't forget my front," she told him while turning around so he could wash her there.

Marian thrust out her breasts and, after they had been washed and rinsed, asked "Do you like my titties?"

"Yes. They're really beautiful."

"Show me you like them. Kiss them. Lick them."

When Ryan bent to do as she asked, he was too tall and just pushed her breasts out of the way with his tongue. "Like this," Marian instructed him, and raised his hands to cup them under her luscious globes. "Okay. Now, lick my nipples."

While his hands held her lovely breasts in place, Ryan stroked the nipples with his tongue. He was surprised to find they were hard not soft the way he had expected. His friends had told him that nipples are soft, almost rubbery, but he was licking two dark, hard nubbins. As his tongue caressed them, they seemed to be made up of dozens of tiny ridges, which felt better the longer he licked them.

It felt better to Marian too, so much better that she could feel her slick juices trickling down her legs. Every touch of his tongue seemed to send a charge from her nipple to her clit and her pussy was squirming in anticipation. "That feels wonderful, Ryan. I love the way you lick me but right now, I want to get this big dude in my pussy." She gently squeezed his cock while she said that.

They both wanted the same thing so they quickly finished washing off the front of her body, turned off the shower and stepped out to dry each other off. Holding his arm, the horny woman led the equally horny man into the bedroom, where she had already stripped off the bedding, except for a sheet. It was warm, and they wouldn't need any covering. She stopped to take a condom from the bed stand drawer and remove the wrapper before telling Ryan to lie on his back.

This confused him because he had thought the woman had to lie on her back while the man was on top. He knew that she was far more experienced that he, though, and did what she said. Besides the experience issue, he was afraid she might change her mind if he didn't do what she wanted. Ryan lay flat on his back, his cock pointing straight into the air, while Marian climbed onto the bed, straddling his legs.

Once again she admired his big, hard cock and leaned forward, taking it into her mouth and stroking it between her lips while she laved the shaft with her tongue. She had no intention of sucking him off again, just of getting him wet enough for her to roll the condom onto where it belonged. Before mounting Ryan, she smiled again, putting him completely at his ease.

"We're really going to have fun today," she told him.

"I'm having fun already."

"So am I, but we're going to have a lot more. Now, just lie there until I get into position. Then, let me do the work."

Marian walked forward on her knees until her brown pubic hair was pressed against the underside of the erection that was waiting for her. Leaning forward and placing her hands on either side of Ryan, she raised her body until her pussy was directly above his cock. From anticipation of what was about to happen, she was lubricating heavily, her juices streaming down her legs or dribbling onto Ryan's cock. She supported herself on one hand and held his hard shaft with the fingers of the other so she could rub the head in her wetness, spreading her slick juices.

Ryan was a little nervous, never having done anything like this before. He had been fantasizing over it for years, though, much of the time lying in bed thinking about the same woman who was about to make his dreams come true. Already he thought of it as the greatest day of his life and he knew it was going to get better.

It got much better for both of them. With her pussy and his cock both ready, Marian held the tip against her tight opening and lowered her body slightly. She gave a great sigh of delight as the head wedged into her, sending joy coursing through her body. To prolong the initial blissful sensation, she stayed where she was for a few seconds, before putting her hand back on the bed and slowly lowering her body to envelop more of Ryan's cock.

She stopped again when it was halfway inside her. This was the biggest and hardest and youngest cock she had felt in a long time, maybe ever. Incredible pleasure was radiating outward from its path, from where the thick shaft was stretching her opening to where the head was burrowing into her and expanding her love channel. Fresh juices gushed inside her pussy, easing the deeper passage of the big shaft. Marian moaned with joy from the sensations that swirled through her.

"Are you okay?" Ryan was concerned about her moaning and hoped he wasn't hurting her.

"More than okay. Your dick is making me feel just wonderful. How does my pussy feel to you?"

"Great. Better'n anything I ever felt."

"I'm really glad to heat that, and it's going to get even better." Marian slowly lowered her body the rest of the way until she was completely impaled on Ryan's cock and she could feel his pubic hair tickling her sensitive and engorged pussy lips. Wave after wave of pleasure rolled out from the entire length of its presence inside her and she paused again to revel in the incredible sensations.

She decided to use the more intimate female superior position, with its full body contact, later moving to the cowgirl if she needed it to cum. From the way her pussy felt already, she could almost have an orgasm without even moving, just lying on top of the young man while his cock filled her to capacity. Marian leaned forward, stretching her legs out beside Ryan's and curling her arms under his. Her lips were close to his ear and she could intimately whisper directions to him.

"Bend your knees," she told him. "Put your feet flat on the bed. Oooo, yeah, like that." When he bent his knees, his legs forced her thighs farther apart, getting his cock a fraction of an inch deeper into her pussy. Even greater swells of pleasure radiated out, inundating her body.

Slowly, pulling with her forearms and pushing from her knees, Marian moved her body forward until she could feel that only the head of Ryan's cock remained inside her. She paused and reversed her direction, pushing back and again enclosing his hard shaft in her pussy. Ryan felt his cock being enveloped and reflexively thrust forward to meet her, eliciting another ecstatic moan when she squished against his pubic area. This time he didn't ask about it because it felt so good to him that he almost made the same sound.

"Yes! Yes! Like that! Keep doing that," Marian whispered into his ear. There was no need to whisper because nobody could have heard them anyhow, but the intimacy increased their enjoyment.

Both of them kept doing that, Marian sliding forward and back and Ryan driving his cock in to meet her. As they slowly and affectionately fucked, Marian could feel her level of pleasure mounting and knew she would cum soon.

Until then, Ryan's arms had been lying at his side but Marian wanted to get them into action. "Put your hands on my ass. Okay, but put your fingers inside the cleft. Oooo, yeah. Yeah, that feels good." A different kind of delight rippled through her body as she felt his fingertips caressing her puckered hole.

A few dozen slow, deep strokes later, Marian knew she was on the verge of cumming. "I'm ready to cum, Ryan. When I start, hold onto me and keep fucking into me, but harder and faster."

"Okay."

She picked up the speed of her strokes and Ryan matched the increased pace. At the end of every one, just as her pussy lips pressed wetly against him, she raised her ass, scraping her clit against the top of his cock. "Uh! Uh! Uh!" Marian whimpered as she felt a tsunami of pleasure rising to overwhelm her.

"Yes! Yes! I'm cumming! Keep fucking me!" she blurted out.

Her movements became more erratic, her lower body wobbling on top of Ryan. He remembered what she had said, though, and held tightly to her ass cheeks while driving his cock in and out of her. His own pleasure was mounting too, from how tightly her pussy was squeezing his cock and from the knowledge that she was cumming from what his cock was doing. As he plunged it over and over into her pussy, he pushed down on her ass, maintaining the contact with her clit that she needed.

"Ah! AH!" Marian cried out, her back arching and her body clenching as she climaxed. After her orgasm, she lay quietly on top of Ryan, who kept ramming his cock in and out of her pussy.


Ryan, you're sure a stud," Marian whispered to him. "You really made me cum, big-time, and I'll bet you can do it again. But let's take our time and make it last. We've got all day." As she had expected, he stopped thrusting and let her resume control.

Once again, Marian fucked her pussy on Ryan's cock, using long, slow strokes while he plunged back to meet her. With every movement, more pleasure radiated from the path his cock plowed in her, building toward what she knew would be another great climax. Besides her pussy, she was feeling a delightful sensation where his fingers were brushing against her ass. Marian is a sensuous woman and relishes sex in all three holes, besides having her pussy eaten.

"Next time, I'm going to try to get him to eat my pussy, and one day I'll get him to fuck my ass." As that thought passed through her mind, she realized what she was thinking: Regular fucking with the neighbor kid?

"Well, why not?" Marian argued with herself. "He's having fun; I'm having fun and nobody's getting hurt. As long as he doesn't tell his parents, we can get together like this every week."

"Your dick is great, Ryan. I love the way you're fucking me. Can you move your hands around a little, though? That's it! Right there! Now, stick your finger in me."

"In your butt hole? Okay. Like this?" Bending his wrist, he drove his middle finger into her ass almost to his knuckle.

"Yeah! Oh, God, yeah, like that. Mmmm, you sure know how to please a woman."

Whether he knew how or not, the woman on top of him was certainly being pleased. His finger in her ass sent out delightful thrills and his cock, as it repeatedly filled her pussy, sent currents of ecstasy reverberating through her body. Marian's level of pleasure was rapidly mounting and when it peaked, she would climax again.

Ryan's pleasure was building too and it was like nothing he had ever experienced. He had masturbated hundreds of times, and it had been fun, but nothing compared to the incredible bliss flooding his body as Marian's tight, wet pussy alternated squeezing and releasing his cock. He had frequently swapped lies with his buddies, bragging about fictitious carnal exploits, but this was the first actual sexual experience of his life. He fervently hoped it wouldn't be the last, especially not the last with the wonderful woman who was moving on top of him.

That wonderful woman knew she was close to cumming again and that she would do it best from the cowgirl position. She stroked back, all the way until she felt Ryan's pubic hair against her pussy lips, and stayed there.

"I'm almost ready to cum again but I'll have to change position. Straighten your legs out. Once I start cumming, just keep fucking me like you did before."

"Okay. I think I'm getting close too."

"Let's try to cum at the same time. That's the best of all."

Marian pulled her arms out from under Ryan's, placed her palms flat on the bed and pushed up, raising her upper body. Keeping his cock as deeply imbedded in her pussy as she could, she brought her legs forward, one at a time, until she was on her knees. After moving her body upright, she was in the cowgirl position and ready to bring herself and Ryan to mutually satisfying climaxes. The only drawback to her was that his finger had been pulled from her ass, but she was going to be concentrating on his cock and her pussy anyhow. There was no drawback at all to Ryan, and he relished the view of her luscious breasts bouncing and swaying above his face with her movements.

"Put your hands on my hips," she directed him. "When I start cumming, hold onto me and keep fucking up into me until we both cum." Ryan nodded happily.

Flexing her legs and leaning forward, Marian slowly raised her pussy until only the head of Ryan's cock was still inside. She paused for a second and lowered herself again. On cue, Ryan fucked up into her, his body wetly meeting her pussy lips.

"Ah," Marian sighed happily. "Yeah. Keep doing that." Once again she raised and lowered her pussy and his cock drove upward to meet her. She sighed happily again.

Over and over she impaled herself on the cock that surged into her. Her happy sighs changed to moans and Ryan matched her sounds of pleasure. Until then, she had been moving straight up and down, with minimum contact between her clit and his cock, but Marian changed her strokes as she drew closer to cumming. She leaned back, dragging her clit against Ryan as she rose, and again, even more strongly as his cock thrust back into her pussy.

"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Marian whimpered as a new and more intense kind of pleasure flooded her body. She started moving up and down faster, and the young man under her matched her increased speed.

To Ryan, it was the most wonderful moment of his life. His eyes feasted on the sight of Marian's large breasts bouncing and swaying as her body writhed above him, with her head tossing from side to side. The heady aroma of her pussy juices filled his nostrils, the most enticing scent of his rather limited experience. Her uninhibited expressions of ecstasy were a delight to his ears but nothing could compare to the incredible billows of pleasure that were engulfing his body, increasing in their intensity every time his cock was enveloped by her pussy.

"Yes! Yes!" Marian cried out, joyously. "I'm cumming! Keep fucking me!" Those were the last coherent words he heard her say but Ryan knew what to do.

His hands held her in place while his cock pounded in and out of her pussy. Marian's body thrashed on top of him, her arms flailing and her weight shifting from one knee to the other. With every thrust deep into her pussy, his hands pushed against her hips, pressing her clit against his cock, increasing her joy and his, and rapidly bringing him closer to his own climax.

All her muscles abruptly spasmed; her back arched and she jammed her pussy down against him as she climaxed. After her orgasm, Marian went completely limp, falling forward on top of Ryan, guided by his hands, while he continued ramming his cock into her. Seconds later, he felt the greatest ecstatic upheaval in his life as he climaxed, giving a final powerful thrust of his cock into her pussy. Even after the first ejaculation, he repeatedly drove his cock into her, until his cum had finished spurting. Ryan's hands went from Marian's hips to her shoulders as he protectively embraced the woman who had just given him such a thrill. Her legs stretched out to lie beside his as she sprawled on top of him, squashing her breasts into his chest.

Marian regained her strength while smiling at the man who was recuperating under her. "That was wonderful, Ryan, maybe the best I've ever had, and I've been around some. How about you? I know it's none of my business, but how many women have you been with?"

"None. I mean, you were the first, Marian."

"Really? Oh, I can't believe that. You're too good and too sexy to be that inexperienced."

"No, really. You're the only woman I've ever been to bed with."

"Well, I'm very flattered that you saved yourself for me. Er, this might be your first but I hope it won't be our last."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I had a great time and you liked it too. We can do it again you know, maybe next weekend, and we can do other things too. Like I said, I've been around and I've learned a lot of things that I like to do and I think you'll like too."

"Yeah? Yeah I'd like that a lot." Ryan was trying to stay cool but he actually felt like jumping for joy at the way his primary sexual fantasy was coming true.

"I'd like it too. Maybe not even wait for next weekend, if we can get together before then." Marian smiled at him and at his cock, now flaccid, which had given her such a great time, and that she expected to be giving her even better times, starting with the next weekend, if not sooner. At his age, Ryan would be just as ready the next day as he had been when he was in the shower but she didn't want to wear out the thrill.

"One thing, though, Ryan. Don't tell anyone! Especially, don't tell your parents. They might think I'm too old for you."

"Don't worry; I won't tell anybody. And I don't think you're too old."

"You're a sweet guy."

By that time, they had both rested enough to the bathroom and retrieve their clothing. Marian walked him to the kitchen door and, just as he left, kissed his cheek and patted his ass. "Okay, Ryan, next Sunday, or maybe before then it we feel like it."

She closed the door behind him, very satisfied with what she had done for herself that day. She had immensely enjoyed the sucking and fucking with Ryan, and felt especially gratified that she had been his first. There would be more great sex between them and she would be teaching him things she liked to do and liked men to do to her. Not only had her sex life improved immensely, and was promising to get even better, she had gotten her lawn mowed cheap.

What A Way To Lose It

I was 18 and had just finished my A levels, it would be several months before my results were due and if all went well I would be stating University in September. I say it my self, but for the last 4 years I have worked bloody hard. I have loved animals all my life and to become a vet has been my life's dreams. From the day I decided the subjects I needed to do at 14, my life stopped to ensure I would get the results in school I wanted. So with my final exam over I asked my parents if I could go to the villa we owned in Ibiza for the summer. My parents had owned a villa in Spain for many years the latest in Ibiza was stunning, amazing views, great pool and totally private. The were a little reluctant to let me go alone, but I had my driving license and had driven in Spain since I started to drive. I was fluent in Spanish as hopefully that will be proven as it was one of the subjects I took at A level. With some pressure and promises to be careful they agreed for me to go as long as I took another friend with me.

My best friend Jane was totally opposite from me, she was a total hot head, loving loud music, alcohol of any kind and most of all men. My parents both loved and hated Jane, every time we went out together they were never sure what she would get me into, so when I said Jane was coming to Ibiza with me they nearly backed out of our agreement. Jane was not the type of person to loose herself in her studies, and did the bare minimum to get through. She had discovered boys young and from that moment on loved the attention she received from them. We were both fairly good looking, not really stunners, but the boys were always around Jane like flies. Jane had lost her virginity to a guy of 35, saying you needed an older guy who knew what he was doing for the first time. She had sat in my room telling me in detail what had gone on telling me over and over I should try it. From that moment she spent more time on her back with her legs open than most women do in there life. I on the other hand had not had even the slightest urge to discover men and even less sex. At this point I must sound like a real old maid, but I had my goals and nothing was going to get in my way of achieving them. I had explored my own vagina and enjoyed laying in the bath gently touching myself, but I have never had an orgasm or been touched by anyone else. I was on the pill; not to stop pregnancies, but to control my periods as they were quite heavy when I first started. I quite liked the light periods so never stopped taking them.

The day came for us to get the plane to Ibiza, my father had arranged for a car to meet us at the airport and take us to the villa, where we had our own car to use. Jane had been buzzing about having 4 weeks of freedom before my parents came to join us. She had worked out where all the best men rich clubs were and how we could get to them. She also had stocked up on the essentials for the trip, contraceptive pills and condoms; loads of condoms. I worked out she could have sex 10 times a day, every day of the holiday and still have some condoms left over!

I don't know if it was the two young girls together or that we looked suspicious, but as we went through the Spanish customs we were both pulled over. They went through my bags in seconds, but Jane's 4 bags took some what longer. It was the third bag that made the male customs officers raise there eyes, they found the 20 large packs of condoms, quickly followed by Jane's selection of vibrators and dildo's. She loved to see the guys glow red with embarrassment as they checked each toy in turn.
She had told me she had some vibrators, but I had never seen any of them before.

With all Jane's bags re-packed she waved goodbye to the customs and we went to find the driver. The guy was a friend of my fathers, and I told Jane to be on best behaviour as I would hate him to report back to my father that Jane was like a bitch on heat. I suspected my father would be on the next plane, to keep watch on us. Totally out of character Jane was like an angel for the whole journey to the villa. My father's friend made sure we were OK and left me with his number if we needed it.

We were here, the first thing we did was to strip, I may not be into guys and sex, but I did like to walk around naked. It was probably my parents who started this off, as we had never worn clothes when at the villa, and they had chosen it specifically for its privacy. The pool had to be cleaned, but after an hour this was done and we took our first dives into the cool water. We played for ages, splashing, diving and trying to drown each other the fact we were naked not bothering either of us, but the occasional feeling of Jane's breasts against me reminding me of the fact. We finally climbed out of the water and set out the sun chairs for an afternoon of sun bathing. I asked Jane to put some sun cream onto my back, and she sat next to me chatting about what she fancied doing.

I don't know if it was the sun, the playing in the pool or her chat of uncontrolled sex, but as Jane spread the sun cream over my back I found myself feeling quite sexy. She worked her way down my back, missing my bum and started doing the backs of my legs from the feet up. As she reached the top of my thighs I wondered what it would be like for her to touch me, run her fingers over my hairy pussy, even to explore the inner folds of my virginal lips.

As her fingers seamed certain to touch my pussy, she stopped putting the top on the bottle. I asked her if she was going to do my bum and with a cheeky laugh squirted to blobs, one on each cheek. She worked the cream over my bum and the tips of her fingers brushed the bit of hair poking between my legs making me feel quite turned on. I had never had even the slightest urge to explore anything sexual with another girl, even when seeing other girls naked in the school showers. I had very dark hair and the down side to this was my very dark and bushy pubic hair that every time I wore a swim suit found ways to escape. We both sat rubbing sun cream over our own fronts; I sat quite entranced watching Jane work the sun cream over her breasts, seaming to linger over her nipples on each pass. Jane noticed the attention I was giving her self massage, and the conversation seamed to dry as we continued to work the cream into our bodies. As Jane worked her hand across her tummy I noticed for the first time she had no pubic hair, and seeing her fingers work the cream over her white pubic region made me quite hot and flustered.

I had never felt like this before, I had had similar feelings when touching my own pussy, but watching another person had never made me feel like this before. I asked Jane how she removed her pubic hair, she said she shaved every day, but for the first time, she used a pair of scissors to get rid of the long hair. She told me her sister had shown her how to shave the first time, using hair conditioner to help stop shaving rash. She said a men's beard trimmer was better than scissors as it got the hair very short to start with. I asked if it hurt, or itched, as my first attempts of shaving my legs had made them sting and itch for days.

Jane explained that the hair conditioner stopped all that making the razor slide easily over the skin. I told her I always had problems with my pubes as they were very thick and stuck out from my costume or bikini. Jane jumped up and said "come on lets get rid of them", I was quite taken by surprise and followed her inside with out comment. I told her my dad had a beard trimmer in his room, if that would help and I went in search of it as Jane went to get a bowl, water, razor and the hair conditioner. I had decided to use my parents room as it had a wonderful super king sized bed, and Jane was using the guest room that had a bed nearly as big. Her eyes had lit up at the size of my bed, suggesting she should have it as she could make better use of it, but I wanted it.

I sat on the edge of the bed, with Jane watching me struggle with my fathers beard trimmer. I did not want to hurt myself and it was hard to work on myself, so Jane suggested she helped me. My first thoughts were that it was a good idea, then I realised in horror that she would be closer to my pussy than I have ever been. I said I could do it, but she just shoved me back on the bed, and told me to open wide! As usual I could never stop Jane doing anything she wanted, so lay back and closed my eyes in fear. I heard the buzz of the trimmer and a slight tug as it worked through my hair, but no pain. I opened my eyes to see Jane working with a look of concentration as bunch after bunch of my hair came away. The chat again went to men as it was the only subject Jane really loved, and eventually the talk turned to sex.

She asked if I had ever been with a guy, when I said no she was quite shocked, she knew I was very quiet about my life with guys, but as I explained I had never really had a boy friend, she was shocked. Jane asked if I ever felt randy as she explained if she did not have sex at least twice a week she became bad tempered and stressed. I told her how I occasionally felt randy, and we discussed masturbation. She asked if I had any sex toys, when I told he I not only had no toys, but had never had an orgasm, she screamed in mock shock saying I must be the only girl she knew who had never come.

Jane switched off the trimmer and picked up the hair conditioner, pouring it liberally over my stubbly body. As Jane picked up the razor my nerves returned, but Jane stroked my arm to calm me. Her touch sent shivers though me once again; I hoped she had not noticed looking away from her. She started around my waist and legs working quickly down towards my pussy. It was not long before I could feel the razor very close to my outer lips, and I noticed Jane's breathing was sounding quite laboured. Jane asked me to hold my pussy lips so that she could get the hairs on the edge, but my hand kept getting in the way. She asked if I minded her touching me, as it would be much easier, by now I was past caring about what she could see, and agreed. I felt Jane's fingers open my lips for the first time, and the first time anyone had touched my pussy since my mother changed my nappy. Not even my doctor had looked down there as he told me that there was no point until I had had sex for the first time. Jane was not chatting any more and I noticed she was quite flushed around her face and neck.

I wondered if her shaving me was turning her on as much as it was me, and to break the silence said if she didn't finish soon she would be the first person to make me come. She laughed and the moment was gone, her fingers seemed to wander around my pussy with out the stilted nervousness of a few minuets ago. She said it was turning her on as well and she would wet the bed if she wasn't careful. She had nearly finished when she told me to raise my legs as high and wide as I could, and as I did she shaved my bum making me cringe in shame knowing where she was staring. She took a cloth and wiped me clean saying I needed a shower, she took my hand and we went to the bathroom where there was an enormous wet room, with shower heads on two walls. Jane turned the shower on and when it was nice and warm took me into the shower with her.

She told me to open my legs as wide as I could and taking the flexible shower attachment started to wash all remnants of the hair conditioner away. Without saying anything Jane changed the shower to a jet and worked it over my pussy, I squealed in pleasure as the jet hit my clit. Her eyes were looking straight at mine and when I did not say no, she concentrated the jet on my clit, her fingers of her other hand opening my pussy to allow her better access. No words were spoken as she continued to work on my pussy, flicking the jet from my clit to my pussy hole, the water seeming to fill me, opening my hole for the first time. I started moaning, I could not help it, I felt alive for the first time in my life, it was almost as if the removal of my pussy hair had removed the old me and the new me was craving attention to my pussy and most of all craving my first orgasm.

I almost cried when Jane tuned the shower off, she looked at me and suggested we went back to the bed where we could be more comfortable. I just took her hand and almost ran dripping wet to the bed. Jane asked if I wanted to feel my smooth pussy, so I slid my hand over the now bald skin, my middle finger disappearing down my very wet and slippery slit. Jane pushed me back onto the bed and climbed next to me, she said she would only do what I wanted and I just had to say stop. I had no intention of saying stop and told her if she did stop I would kill her, and with girlish giggles we kissed for the first time.

Jane's hand went straight to my pussy and located my clit, gently stroking its hood in a circular motion as her tong entwined with mine in my mouth. Her magical fingers were driving me crazy, this was so different to the relaxing rubbing I did in the bath, it was deliberate, purposeful, and the feelings it generated within me was incredible. Almost without warning my body went from the throbbing slowly building sensations in my pussy, to a lighting strike in my mind and an explosion of pain and pleasure in my pussy. My first orgasm was strong, driven from all the pressure of my exams and years of sexual build up. I was screaming humping Jane's hand as it rubbed my clit, her other fingers working on the entrance to my pussy and my pee hole, all at the same time. I have no idea how long the orgasm lasted, or how long I lay in the dazed in the after glow, but the first thing I saw was my friend's face, grinning down at me.

I was stunned at the power of the sensations I had just been through, and wondered why I had waited this long to discover the wonders of a woman's orgasm. Jane was sat next to me rubbing her own pussy as I recovered. I told her, if that's what I have been missing I was crazy and we both laughed. I had to do something in return and took her hand away from her pussy and started to do to her what she had done to me.

My first tentative movements in her pussy brought some encouraging moans from Jane, her legs spread wider as my fingers delved deeper. I was amazed at how wet she was, having only played with myself in the bath I had never noticed the almost clear juices a pussy produces. I moved closer to get a better view loving the way Jane's juices felt on my fingers. I was now only a foot from her pussy, fascinated at how it looked, realising that Jane had been this close to me when she shaved me, it was no wonder she had felt so randy. It was this point when the smell of her pussy hit me for the first time, the musky sweet smell of a turned on woman mixed with the acrid smell of pee made an intoxicating drug that drew me closer. I was trying to reproduce the movements Jane's fingers had done on me, but it was easy to find what turned her on most from the levels of her moans.

Jane asked me to slide my fingers inside her and rub the front inner wall of her pussy. I was not sure what she meant and she took my hand, folded my thumb and smaller fingers down, and then entered the remaining two fingers in her pussy with my thumb over her clit. She explained that women had a very sensitive area on the front wall, and rubbing it was simply wonderful, but until I had lost my cherry I would have to make do with just the first bit rubbed. I rubbed her as she had asked and her moans told the story, she loved it, and once I had worked out that my thumb could rub her clit at the same time it did not take long for her come. I thought I had hurt her and stopped, but she screamed at me to get my fingers back and fuck her hard. I did not wait and plunged my fingers back in her hole, using my other hand to rub her clit. She exploded; I was not going to make the same mistake twice and rubbed harder. She humped my hand, trying to roll from side to side, but I kept on, it was not till she took hold of my hand crying ENOUGH that I slowed my fingers allowing her to come down. It had been an education, to see a woman in the throws of orgasm was a wonderful sight. I lay down beside her, gently stroking her breasts, her nipples still hard as her breathing slowed to a normal level.

As Jane came down from her climax, she looked at me and smiled; we did not talk for a while just stroked each other and relaxed. I asked Jane if she was OK about having sex with me, she let out a big laugh and said saying she had always fancied trying it with me, but never thought I would agree. I asked her if she had been with a woman before, she shook her head, I knew I was not interested in woman in a relationship way, but if this was a taste of the fun I could have with a woman I would be happy to continue. Jane said the sex with me looked like it was going to be fun, but sex with men was better in just one way; they had a cock, and tomorrow I was going to find out. Jane said she was starving and we threw some clothes on to go get a meal and pick up essentials like Wine, spirits and coffee.

We arrived back at the villa as it was going dark, Jane said she was making a rule, no matter who came to visit, we were not allowed to wear clothes in the villa until my parents came. I said OK hoping no one came to visit! We opened some nice wine and sat watching the sun set and chatted about sex, normally when Jane turned the subject around to this I didn't really listen, but tonight I was happy to chat, I needed to catch up on the years I had lost. I asked Jane what it was like the first time, some girls say it's painful, others that it was nothing spectacular. I wanted my first time to be as good as my time with Jane and a night I would never forget. Jane had told me about her first time when it happened, but I was too embarrassed to really listen or understand, now I listened with rapt attention.

She told me that her sister had told her that young guys had no idea how to turn a woman on and if you wanted a night to remember find a guy in his thirties to do the deed. That was exactly what she did; looking around her parents friends. There was a guy younger than her parents who came over quite often for a drink; she decided one night to corner him. She had waited for a moment when her parents were out of the room, sat next to him and asked him if he would have sex with her. Apparently the mouthful of wine he was drinking shot clean across the room, nearly making him choke, but she calmly repeated her request telling him she wanted a guy who knew what he was doing for her first time. It was a week later when he arranged a hotel for an afternoon and Jane became a woman.

I was getting randy again, her story and the wine making my pussy throb with desire, I knew I was going to loose my virginity if not tomorrow, very soon. I joked telling Jane I was ready to be fucked, and I fancied it being a crazy time to be with loads of men taking them all. She said it could be arranged, with a giggle, but I would have to take pot luck as to their abilities. I said if I had 5 or 6 at least one should know what he was doing. I was still joking but Jane had that crazy look and realised she was not. I said perhaps I should find a nice guy for my first time, but she had obviously taken my joke to heart, and said to leave it to her, she would sort it.

I should have been worried about her comments, but instead the idea of Jane setting me up to loose my virginity really turned me on. I asked her what she had in mind hoping she would think up some wild time. She said she liked the idea of us having a gang bang, where the guys could all fuck us both side by side after she had watched me have cock for the first time. She asked if I minded her being there to watch, as she wanted to be very close as the guys cock entered me. I said I liked the idea of having a friend with me, and loved the idea of her watching close, I suggested she used my camera to film the moment I was entered. Jane squealed with delight, saying if we were going to do that we would need a before and after shot as well. She asked if my hymen was still intact, as most girls had torn it horse riding or by using tampons. I didn't have a clue, I did not use tampons as they hurt when I tried to insert them, but as to whether I was still intact was a mystery.

Jane had that look in her eye and climbed off her sun chair, grabbing my hand saying to go find out. It was getting cool so we closed the doors and wet to my room, Jane switched the lights on full and pushed me back on to the bed, and with in seconds she had my legs open telling me to stop wriggling. I felt her fingers gently open my pussy lips, not in the sexual way she had earlier, but it was still a turn on. She was laughing at how wet I was, she said she had unleashed a monster, as her arms pushed my legs as wide as they would go. I felt a pain as my outer lips were stretch wide, and her fingers delved for my inner lips, exposing the entrance to my pussy. Jane said my pussy looked lovely all swollen and ready to be fucked, I asked if she could see inside me as I felt her fingers pull me even wider. She said she could see everything, and I was definitely intact. She jumped off the bed and ran to her room, returning with her camera.

She took my hands placing them either side of my pussy telling me to pull my self wide. After adjusting my fingers a few times she grabbed her camera and took several pictures, with me in this revealing state. She told me to sit up and she lay back, handing the camera to me to take some of her. I loved the view of her spread wide, her juices glistening in the light, begging me to touch. I took a few shots then lay back alongside her to view the pictures. We compared the views of each other, you could clearly see that my hole was mostly covered by a layer of skin and hers showed a totally open passage. Jane joked that they looked good enough to eat, and then sat up as asked if she could taste me.

We had chatted about oral sex, but mainly Jane sucking guys, I said OK as long as I could taste her, shuffling up the bed to give her more room. Jane said as we both fancy tasting each other why don't we try 69, I quickly understood what she had in mind as she lifted her leg over my head. She stayed on all fours, before asking if I was ready, I said yes and she lowered herself onto me. She was laying a bit too far down, for either of us to do more than a quick taste with our tongs, but as soon as the first magical moments of taste and touch hit us, Jane moved back towards me grinding her pussy against my face. Magical is the only way to describe two women sucking each other as the connection between us was incredible. If Jane did something to me that felt good I copied and vis-à-vis it became a feeling of almost licking and sucking my own pussy as we worked each other into a frenzy. Neither of us was going to come quite as fast as we did earlier, but come we would.

I was in heaven my tong firmly working on Jane's clit and holes and hers on mine. We played on each other for an age; I could feel my body starting to lift from the bed. I felt as if I was flying. The feelings of pure sexual emotions driving me higher and higher, my heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest, my pussy alternating with pleasure and pain, the two mixed into a wonderful feeling of floating. I almost didn't want it to end, but like a train coming out of the end of a tunnel, I saw my climax coming. I don't know who came first, as once my body went into the first spasms of an orgasm my brain erupted in a maelstrom of lightning storms.

Jane rolled off me, staying along side and I fell asleep, no the sleep of a teenager, but the sleep of a happy contented woman. I woke at some time during the night to find Jane cuddled up to me, her legs wrapped around me. I turned the light out with the knowledge the spare bed would not be used during or vacation.

I awoke as the morning sun splashed across my face; my first view was of Jane's contented face asleep next to me. Almost as if she sensed I was awake, she opened her eyes, smiled and kissed my lips, a wonderful way to wake up. We raced down to the kitchen to get coffee and toast, both following the rules of no clothes. We were like two 10 year olds giggling and chatting, the feeling of life and fun bursting from us. I realised I felt different, almost light headed, free of worries, and a different person from the woman who arrived here yesterday. When I told Jane how I felt, she said it was the way she felt every morning after a good night of sex, and I needed to be careful as I will want it every day.

She told me we were to relax in the morning as tonight was going to be a late on, then hit the town as it was the best way to pick up some men. I asked how many some was, but knew what the answer was going to be. Jane said we would need to prepare for the night with a nice shower, a pussy shave and an orgasm to warm us up. It was 5pm when we finally left for the town, the warm up orgasm had turned into three and as we left a large shot of vodka warmed us up. We took a taxi to town as I did not want to drink and drive, the roads were dangerous enough without. I knew where the bars were and from other years knew that they would be throbbing with guys looking for a quick lay. We had arrived early as Jane wanted to find a group of guys before they got too drunk to perform. We wandered along the sea front, several times stopping to look at group of guys playing football or volley ball on the beach. Each time Jane said not for us and walked on, it was nearly 8pm when we stopped in a small restaurant for some food; the guys who we had seen in Jane's opinion were OK for a quickie on the beach, but not for a night of passion.

We had finished our food and were happily getting to the bottom of a bottle of wine when a group of guys walked in. They were not as young as some we had seen and looked well turned out. It took them less than 10 seconds to see the two young women eating alone, and even less to make an approach. Jane was amazing she took control and had them eating out of her hand within minuets. She even managed to get hem to pay our bill as we joined them on their table. As they finished their meal, we had discovered the six of them were all from the same company on a sales conference. The youngest being 21 and oldest 30, and were looking for a night of fun, Jane looked at me with a glint in her eyes, and I knew she had made her choice. She suggested they picked up some wine and all came back to our villa, rather than get ripped off in the local bars. One guy asked if we felt we could handle all 6 of them, Jane just winked and answered that they should they should not worry about us girls, but perhaps they might get some more guys to take home. I felt a hand on my leg, when I didn't say anything it wandered up past my thigh and brushed over my skimpy knickers. I just turned to the guy next to me and smiled, suggesting we might want to make a move.

I was half panicking and half wetting myself with passion, Jane was great she made sure I was in the same car as her making sure she was there when I was fucked. The guys groaned saying the guys in our car would take advantage, but Jane said there would be no hanky panky in the cars. We arrived at the villa and as soon as we walked through the door, Jane whispered to me to remember the rules. I was stunned to think she was just going to strip off there and then, but I thought if she did I will. Jane just told the guys that there was a rule in the house that no clothes were allowed, to which she grabbed her dress and pulled it over her head. The guys all cheered turning to look at me, I was scared to death, but they were all going to know me better than my doctor in a few minuets and copied Jane.

Within seconds of removing my dress, the guys started to strip, and by the time Jane and I we nude, the guys were down to their pants. Jane and I went to open the wine leaving the guys to finish; we took the wine to the side of the pool and sat on the edge. The guys seemed far more embarrassed by their nudity and ran to the pool jumping in. I asked Jane if I should tell them I was a virgin, she smiled saying she would sort it and not to worry. She slipped into the pool and played games of splashing with the guys. I dropped into the pool to join her and the games of splashing soon turned to an underwater grope as the guys all fought to get a feel of our breasts and pussies.

Jane swam off to the deep end with one of the older guys, leaving me surrounded; as I fought one off another would approach from behind. Soon they were cuddling me; I could feel their hard cocks rubbing against my legs and bum driving me crazy with desire. Jane came swimming back suggesting we went to get more wine, leaving the guys all together. The guy Jane had been with was saying something to them, causing them to turn and look at me. I realised she had told him, my heart pounding with fear and expectation. Jane gave me a cuddle asking if I was ready, I said yes in a very shaky voice. She took me by hand up stairs to my room and told me to lye on my front. I did as I was told getting right in the middle of the bed as I heard the guys come in. I went to move but Jane pushed me down saying to relax as Jane's and six other pairs of hands all started to gently massage my back, legs and bum. It did not take long for the fingers on my bum to start exploring the intimate parts of my bum and slipping between my legs to my pussy. The guys asked me to roll over and with me disappearing into a sexual passion happily obliged. Jane was no longer helping them, but had picked up my video camera to film the adventure. I looked around the guys who were all sporting erect cocks, it amazed me to see all the variations, from short and thick, to long and thin and two were long and very thick. The thought of the two monsters inside me made me shiver, but I was beyond caring.

The guys moved in en mass, two latched onto my breast, others were dropped in my hands, but the best bit was the guy who started to finger my pussy. I stayed like that for ages, loving the attention, until a mouth started to suck my pussy, driving me to my first climax. It was not as strong as with Jane, but wonderful. The fun didn't stop though, the kept working, touching, licking, I felt a finger slide into my hole exploring its limited depths, till it pushed against the wall and sent a pain through my body. I did not hear anyone say stop, but all the guys climbed off the bed and Jane came to lye next to me. She asked if I was OK, but never waited for a reply as she told the guys to hold my legs. One guy each side held my legs, dragging me to the edge of the bed. Jane had passed the camera to one of the guys so stayed next to me, with an arm under my head.

My legs were opened further as the guy Jane had been chatting to in the pool approached me. Jane asked me if I wanted him to wear a condom, I told her I fancied being filled with his cum, and to have that and my blood dripping from my pussy. She smiled saying I was a girl to her own heart, and whispered to enjoy it.

I could see him between my legs, his cock not the biggest, but looked quite long. I felt him use his fingers to open my pussy, and the tip of his cock touch the entrance of my hole. As he started to push I felt Jane grip my hand, at first it slid easily into me, then reached the wall, the barrier that women and men alike hold in high esteem. He pushed again this time it hurt, it was a dull pain that grew in intensity as he tried to break down my hymen. I felt Jane move, she swapped my hand to her other and I felt her fingers touch my clit. Those expert fingers instantly worked their magic, the pleasure working with the pain to make me moan in desire.

The guy between my legs eased back and thrust his cock into me, the pain shot through me making me cry out, he again pulled back and thrust again, I felt something give, the pain caused tears in my eyes, it hurt but I wanted it. Again he pulled back and with another push I felt the last barrier of womanhood tear and his cock ease into me. I cried out with the pain, but also knowing he was in, for the first time in my life I could feel a cock slowly sliding into my pussy. I felt his balls touch my arse as his cock slid all the way in, Jane kissed me and wiped the tears away, I was so happy that my best friend had been able to be with me.

The guy started to move, slow gentle moves in and out of my pussy, the guys around him starting to get into the action, the sexual tension changing their language from a normal tone to a dirty coarse level that turned me on to hear. One guy called for him to fuck my cunt, make it bleed, another was telling the others to look at my bloody cunt, it sounded so unreal, but so sexy.

Gradually he speeded up; Jane's fingers were still working on my clit, the feelings within me starting to grow to orgasmic proportions. The guy fucking my pussy changed from a smooth almost gentle stroke to a hard thrust that made me feel wonderful. I moaned with each thrust, getting louder each time, but still he fucked, I could feel his cock growing inside me, at first I thought it was my imagination, but he started to growl thrusting into me like he was possessed and I loved it, an incredible feeling that you just can not describe. I felt my body go over the edge, Jane must have felt it too as she gave me a hard rub then left the guys fucking to do the rest. I screamed as I came, I thought my orgasms had been good with Jane, but to climax with a cock pounding into your pussy is just amazing. I could not keep still as I thrust up to meet his hammering cock, higher and higher I climbed as I felt him start to come.

I have heard women say they don't feel a guy come in them, that day I felt every bit of his cum spray inside me. He continued to pound into me for ages the blood and cum spurting out of my pussy covering me. He collapsed on top of me as his friend released my legs, I could feel his cock shrink inside me, leaving me with an empty desire for more. He lifted up off me, his once swollen cock now resembling a limp sausage. Jane took a white hanky, and with gentle care, wiped the cum and blood that was pouring from my pussy, whispering to me that it would remind me of today.

I eased myself up the bed and Jane came to lay next to me, she lifted her legs in the air and called to the guys to cum fuck her. In a second a guy was between her legs shoving his cock deep into her in one push. I looked across and Jane smiled at me, I did not want to be left out and asked the guys who was next. I looked down to see one of the guys who had a long, thick cock move towards me, and opened my legs in preparation, but he told me to turn over on all fours. He preferred to have his women like the bitches they were, his language making me randy. I did as I was asked, and with the first guy's cum dripping down my legs, presented my backside to him doggy style. With my head inches from Jane's I felt his cock slide into my pussy. Jane watched my face intently as he smoothly slid the whole length of his cock into me. The feeling was different from before, the cock putting pressure on the front wall of my pussy, and as it reached the full depth it touched something deep within me causing a pleasurable pain that felt so good.

Jane lifted her head and kissed me as he started to fuck me, his friends urging him on as he gripped my hips to fuck me harder. I had not come down from the first fucking and this new cock re-triggered my orgasm making me cry out each time he piled his cock into me. He was no stayer, but I did not care as he filled my tight pussy with his cum, leaving me panting like the dog he wanted. I rolled onto my back in time to see Jane about to fuck second guy, but this time she was going on top. I could see the cum from her first fuck dripping from her pussy, I just had to have a taste, and slid under her allowing the juices to dribble into my mouth. I slid away, as one of the younger guys stood near by, I lay on my back, opened my legs and called him to fuck my sloppy pussy.

The evening continued with us both being fucked by all the guys, I had heard that most guys can only cum once, but each of these guys came at least twice, and one or two three or four times. I collapsed in exhaustion; the guys must have called for a taxi as I woke, with the sun in my eyes cuddled up to Jane. We both were on the bed, dried cum all over us, the sheets stained from all the cum that had dripped out of us, and under me the stain had the pink colour of a virgin's first night.