I didn’t give her much time to recover, because I thrust three fingers in her pussy and rubbed her G-spot. I switched from light laps of my tongue to hard licks and sucks. The third orgasm started. Her hands came back to the top of my head. Her head shoved the rest of her body into the air. The arching of her body allowed me to shove a finger of my other hand into the now available asshole. She grunted and grunted. I rubbed and rubbed. She really started bucking the air and her thighs really when to town as I held on to her. She was having one hell of a climax and then everything stopped.
I looked up to see that she was done. I had planned to put her to sleep with orgasms, but I figured she had at least two more in her. Gently I removed my fingers from her openings and covered her up. I then turned the lights out and cuddled against her. It took me a few minutes to calm down before I fell asleep.
**
My woody woke me up a couple hours later. I had been dreaming about making love to an angel while we floated on clouds in the sky. I now looked over at the same angel sleeping beside me and I knew it was time to fulfill my dream. Reaching over I lightly caressed Ashley’s lovely face. Her eyes popped opened and I saw a look of confusion on her face, before she smiled with understanding of where she was and with whom.
“Did you sleep well, Angel?”
“Yes, but I don’t remember anything after you stuck your finger up my butt. Did we make love?”
“No Angel. Last night was for you. I needed to make it up to you for what happened the other night.”
“You mean Susan’s skit?”
“Yes, Angel, that, and my part in it.”
“From what I could tell, she had you drugged and you didn’t have much choice.”
“It’s still not an excuse. You deserved a better first time, other than getting raped.”
“Honey, I’m a big girl and I got myself into a situation that I shouldn’t’ve. I don’t blame you. If anyone’s to blame, it’s that bitch, Susan.”
“Thanks, Angel.”
“Why do you call me, Angel?”
“Remember after the skit, when I woke up in pain?” She nodded and I continued, “You came to my rescue, by riding me. I don’t know what I would’ve done without you, my angel.”
“Oh that’s sweet. But will you make love to me now? Please?” And she grabbed for my cock. I grabbed her. We started kissing, as we both fondled each other. I stroked and teased her nipples. She did the same. I rubbed and squeezed her ass. She followed my lead by doing the same. I now sucked on her nipples. She grabbed and stroked my cock while groaning in pleasure. While I still licked and sucked on those magnificent nipples, I got two of my fingers into her pussy and started a slow finger fuck. She started pulling me towards her with my cock, as she growled, “Fuck me, please, fuck me.”
Stopping what I was doing I said, “Not yet, Angel, not yet,” as I backed my way down to her crotch. I now started licking her shaved pussy. I licked down one side, over her asshole, up the other side, and then sucked on her clit. I repeated the process, over and over, going slowly at first, but each time I went a little faster. Ashley was now constantly moaning and groaning. I had my arms wrapped under her thighs while I lightly brushed her sides and stomach with my fingertips. Her head was shaking from side to side. Her breathing was becoming more ragged and labored. Using all my senses, I waited for her orgasm to start.
I tongue fucked her pussy a few times, before I licked and sucked on her clit. Then she started cumming. Her hands grabbed my head and forced me further into her crotch. I continued sucking and licking her clit through her orgasm. As her orgasm softened, she finally let go of my head. I took this opportunity to crawl forward taking her thighs and legs with me.
In one swift movement, I bent her legs to her chest and got my cock lined up at the entrance to her cunt. As I wiggled the head of it into her pussy, I said, “Angel, what do you want?”
She glared at me in lust and said, “Don’t tease me.”
I spread her legs as I pushed in an inch and then backed out. “What do you want?”
“Just fuck me, please fuck me.”
I spread her legs more as I pulled my cock out. I then rubbed the shaft on top of her clit. “What do you want?”
She suddenly said, “Your cock, I want your cock.”
I then repositioned my cock head into the mouth of her cunt and wiggled it around again saying, “Where do you want it?”
“In my pussy.”
As soon as she said ‘pussy’, I sank my cock into her in one continuous motion. She was still as tight as she was last night. We both moaned together as my cock sank all the way into her. She grunted as our crotches crushed together and my heavy sperm laden balls slapped her ass. As soon as I could go no deeper into her I switched direction and started pulling out. I now setup a slow but determined rhythm. The determination was in my wanting to dump my cum into her tight pussy. I knew that the position she was now in gave her almost no clitoral stimulation and very little G Spot contact. But hell I really liked her squeezed in two.
During one of my thrusts, I grabbed her hand and used it to rub her clit saying, “If you want to cum you better start rubbing. I’m close and this one’s going to drain me.” With her eyes closed, she nodded her head in understanding. She then started rapidly rubbing her clit, as I continued to work on my need to dump my load into her. We both kept working our way up to our climax. I started my orgasm first but she must have felt it because she started cumming right after that. I grunted and tried to shoot my cum deeper in her. She just tried to unfold as the waves of pleasure continued. We both enjoyed the peaks of our orgasms and we kissed as our pleasures subsided. I slowly pulled out of her and helped unfold her before we cuddled. It wasn’t long before we fell back asleep.
July 9, 2005 – Saturday
Play Time
A couple hours later, I was awakened by the morning sun, peaking through the window. For a few brief minutes, I let the world spin, as I laid there, staring at the beautiful goddess sleeping beside me. Only after an encroaching beam of light touched that angelic face, did I force myself away from her side. Quietly, I slipped out of bed making sure not to wake up the sleeping angel and closed the curtains. Then I headed to the bathroom, first to empty my bladder, and then to make a few calls using the phone in there.
First, I called room service and ordered breakfast for Ashley and myself. Next, I called the front desk and requested a few hygiene supplies and asked to have them sent up with the breakfast order. Then, I made a few calls, trying to find someone to fetch my tuxedo. I finally got a hold of Sarah and she said it would be her pleasure. I told her to stop by the room and pick up my keys.
As I waited for Sarah, I sat and watched Ashley sleeping. Soon I heard a soft tapping at the door. Putting on the robe, I opened the door. Sarah was there in a tight blouse and even tighter pair of jeans. Quickly, I handed her my keys, along with a list of items I needed, before giving her a quick peck on her cheek. And as she was leaving I said, “Thank you. By the way, you’ve got a great ass,” and I quickly shut the door before she could reply.
With my chores complete, I removed the robe, and crawled back into bed. Ashley was sleeping on her side, so I carefully slipped in behind her and started stroking her hip using only the tips of my fingers. With my cock nestled along the crack of her ass, my fingers lightly danced along her pelvic arch. Then wrapping my arm over her, my fingertips caressed her stomach. Shortly after, I felt her wiggle her ass against my crotch. Now knowing that she was awake, I cupped her breast and kissed her on the neck.
She moaned saying, “Lover, what time is it?”
While I rubbed my cock up and down her ass crack I answered, “It’s a little after eight. I’ve ordered us some breakfast and it should be here shortly.” I fondled her breast as I licked her earlobe.
“What do we do until then?”
I said “Play,” as I rolled her over to kiss her lips.
As we kissed, she seized my cock and pulled it over to her crotch. She then parted her thighs and forced my cock into her pussy. For some reason, this woman had my cock in her pussy in a couple of seconds. We continued kissing as I slowly stroked my way deeper and deeper into that velvety tunnel.
Our pubic mounds finally made contact with each other. I wanted to take my time to love this woman properly. So I made my strokes with love and care. We kissed and fondled each other as we made love together on that bed. Then we heard a knock at the door as someone shouted, “Room service.” We both moaned with our displeasure of being interrupted.
I pulled my cock out of its temporary home and told Ashley, “Be right back lover.” Then as I covered her, I said, “We don’t want the waiter to see too much.” Quickly, I put on the robe and made sure Ashley was ready before opening the door.
The waiter pushed a cart in and I waited patiently while he arranged the food. Handing me a package, he said, “These are from the Front Desk.” Then as he headed the bill, he said, “Can you sign for the food?” I signed and added a bit on for his trouble.
Just as I handed the bill back to him, Ashley said, “Brad?”
He turned to face the voice and said, “Yes?”
Turning on the bedside lamp, Ashley fumbled to keep her breasts covered. Once the light was on, she sat up against the headboard, so the waiter could get a better look at her face.
He finally recognized her and said, “Oh, hello Ashley.”
She asked, “Brad, what are you doing here?”
“I work here. So why are you here?”
She pondered the question a second, before she flipped the cover away, showing her nude body. Then the whole room watched, as she slowly got out of the bed making sure that she displayed her shaved crotch. Cockily, she walked over to us and said, “Making love with a gentleman.” She said it with a venomous tone in her voice. She strutted as if she wanted to show her beautifully naked body to the waiter. She walked over and stood in front of him. Looking him straight in his lust filled eyes she said, “You think you’re hot stuff, with your broad shoulders, and hard stomach.” She then came over to me and pushed the robe off of my shoulders. The robe fell to the floor around my ankles. Ashley then said, “But this man knows how to make love to a woman. He’s got more passion and love in the tip of this cock, then you do in your whole fucking body.” She was now holding my hard cock in her hand. Pointing to Brad, “You, sir, only fuck things.”
Ashley then noticed Brad staring at her thighs. She nastily asked, “What the fuck are you looking at?”
He stammered, “Is that cum leaking out of your pussy?”
She glanced down and then back at him saying, “Yes. Do you want to lick it off?”
“Hell no! That’s disgusting.”
At that point I knew what needed to be done. Knelling down in front of Ashley, I started licking up my mess. I followed the trail of cum up her thighs and into her slit. She gently grabbed my head and moaned. As I struggled to get more of my tongue deeper into her, she spread her legs to give me better access. She said, “Brad, he’s sucking his cum out of my well fucked pussy. And shortly he’ll have that wonderful cock of his buried deep in me. Brad, tell me how many girls you’ve pleasured?”
Brad blushed a deep red and looked at his toes, his hands in his pockets and shoulders hunched; he looked a picture of misery. “I’ve fucked a lot of girls,” he mumbled in reply.
“I asked how many you’ve pleasured, not fucked,” she snapped. I was now lapping all over her pussy but mostly I was working on her clit. She groaned in pleasure as she said, “How many girls have you given an orgasm?” She waited for a response then said, “Hell, have you ever seen a woman having a climax first hand?” Again she waited. I was now only licking and sucking her clit. She grunted saying, “Well watch one now asshole.” She now forced my face deeply into her pussy and started grunting. I felt that orgasm rack her body. I was holding onto her ass cheeks, as she bucked her hips back and forth. I wanted so much to shove my cock deep inside that spasming pussy, or at least shove a couple of fingers, but I was too busy holding onto that bucking woman. I made sure that I kept loving her clit as her climax continued. As she calmed down from her ultimate pleasure she said, “Brad that was an orgasm. Now will you take your pencil prick out of here and let him make love to me.”
I kept holding her waist and licking her slit as he left the room. As soon as the door closed she broke away from my embrace and stumbled back to sit on the bed.
“Damn that felt good.”
“Which one. The orgasm or telling him off?”
“Both.” she said, as she grinned back at me. “Now come here for your present.”
“Ashley, I’ll get my dessert later, the breakfast is getting cold. But I want to try something as we eat. Are you willing?”
“Why did you ask such a stupid question. Tell me what to do.”
Grabbing the breakfast cart, I dragged it over to the bed, before sitting down and saying, “Get on my lap.” With a puzzled look, Ashley came over to me and started to sit on my lap. I said, “No, not that way. I want you facing me. And I want me, in you, as we feed each other.” She brightened up and giggled when she realized what I asked. She quickly got my cock into her and arranged herself. After a bit of wiggling and jiggling we were sitting together.
I told her, “Hold on while I get some fruit.” She placed her arms around my neck as I speared some honeydew with a fork. Then I carefully fed her. While she ate that piece, I got another.
After several mouthfuls, she said, “It’s my turn to feed you.” So putting down the fork, I placed my arms around her neck and held her, as she leaned back. She had a tougher time feeding me due to the cart location. But she managed by swiveling around. I just watched her breasts shake and felt my cock being pulled while she fed me. During one pass from the cart to my mouth a drop of honeydew juice dripped onto my chest and she said, “Let me get that for you.” She leaned forward and licked it off.
I said, “It’s my turn now.” After we had switched embraces I asked, “What was that about with the waiter?”
After she swallowed, she said, “Oh, you mean Brad. Well that jerk was my prom date. He thought he was God’s gift to women. Hell I was going to give him my virginity. I’m glad I lost it to you.” With that statement she leaned forward, pressing her firm breasts into my chest, and we kissed.
After about a minute of passionate kissing, Ashley took a breath and whispered into my ear. “Lean back, I want to ride your cock while I tell you more about that fuck head.” I lay back and listened to her story.
“In high school every girl wanted to date Brad. He was the football quarterback and class president. He was hot stuff. When he asked if he could be my date to the prom, I nearly came in my panties. Of course I accepted, and I pulled out all the stops to get ready for that evening. When Brad picked me up that night, I had spent about $500 and four hours getting ready. I even shaved my pussy. I wanted everything to be perfect. Well the evening started out that way until we arrived at the dance.” She paused to grind our crotches together. “Brad ignored me the rest of the evening. He played pranks on the ‘uncool’ kids. He danced with all ‘the princesses’. I noticed him take two different girls to the locker room. Later as he disappeared with another girl, I ran to the bathroom and hid in a stall. I bawled my eyes out. As I was hiding, I overheard a girl telling another how Brad had fucked her in the locker room. The other girl commented on how Brad was telling everyone he was going to break some slut’s cherry after the prom. Then they both giggled my name and left. I broke out in tears again.”
Hearing this I sat up and held Ashley as she started to cry. After a couple of minutes, she resumed her story. “Once I stopped feeling sorry for myself, I came up with a plan. First, I had to straighten up my face; it was kind-of messed up with me bawling. Next, I found someone to give me a ride home after I was through with Brad. Then, I waited for the jerk to make his move.”
I caressed Ashley’s back trying to soothe her.
“When it was time for the last dance, Brad led me to the floor. As we slow danced, I felt his dick pressing into me. He ground his chest into my tits. He touched and squeezed my ass. He even got a hand under my dress and found a smooth snatch waiting. Just as he was pressing a fingertip into my pussy, the song ended and the lights came up. Then he said it was time to leave and I told him that he and his two friends could go to hell. That’s when I kicked him as hard as I could in the balls before I ran out and got my ride home. I thought that would have finished it, but Monday the jerk told his friends that I was mad at him because he had fucked my lesbian girlfriend.”
Ashley now cried softly in my shoulder. I cuddled with her for several minutes as she composed herself. My cock wilted its way out of her vagina as I comforted her. When she felt my cock fall out she pushed back and said, “Enough thinking of the past and that fuck wad. I need more food before we make love. Now let me try something. Lay down on the bed as close to the side as possible.” I did as she asked as she arranged the breakfast cart. Once I was where she wanted me she said, “Let’s see how good a table you are.” She then dumped scrambled eggs, bacon, and sausage links onto my chest.
She knelt down beside the bed and gave me a kiss on the lips. Using her fingers, she fed me some eggs and then she ate some. She did the same with a bacon strip. Then she picked up a sausage link and gave it a good look. An evil grin appeared on her face. It quickly disappeared only to reappear a few seconds later. She fed it to me and I tasted her cunt along with the sausage. She quickly ate the rest of the sausage. She continued feeding us and at times she would mix in her cunt juice.
Seeing her partake food coated in her pussy juice, I asked, “Have you ever been lover’s with another woman?”
Ashley blushed but answered, “Yesterday was my first time.”
I was shocked, “Where was I?”
It was her turn to be shocked, “I thought you arranged it?”
“Arranged what?”
“Sending Clara to check on me?”
“Who’s Clara?”
“The receptionist at the museum.”
“Girl, I didn’t send anyone. Now spill the beans.”
Ashley had finished eating all the food on my chest, so she licked it clean, paying especial attention to my nipples. She now placed the remaining bowls of fruit on my chest. As she told her tale, we ate the fruit. She enhanced the flavor of some of them by coating them in her special sauce and feeding them to me.
“Yesterday, do you remember our session in ‘the club’?” I nodded my answer so she continued,
Well I don’t remember much after the four or fifth orgasm. But when I came to, Clara was beside me. She was rubbing my pussy, and she asked, “Where’s the cum?”
I asked her, “What cum?”
And she said, “Your stud’s cum.” Then she shoved a couple of fingers in my pussy and said, “There’s none in there, so where is it?”
“I don’t think he came.”
She wiggled her fingers before she said, “Damn you’re tight.” She then removed her fingers before she sucked them. She then asked, “Have you ever eaten pussy.”
“No”
“Well it’s time for firsts. I’ve never had shaved pussy before either.” Clara then removed her pants and I found myself under her with her pussy rubbing in my face.
Her taste wasn’t half bad but her tongue was fantastic! She taught me how to pleasure her and we swapped a couple of orgasms between us.
We had to cut it short, due to time, but we both agreed it was fun and that we’d get together later.
We made short work of the fruit.
Taking the plate of pancakes, she tore them into bite size pieces and dropped them onto my chest. She then poured syrup on them and my nipples. She fed me a piece and she then rubbed a piece on my nipple. I groaned as she sucked and licked it off. She again fed me another piece and nibbled on my other nipple. After she fed me another, she poured some syrup in my navel and worked a pancake deeply into it. She grinned and I moaned as she licked my bellybutton clean. She fed me another and then she placed a pancake piece on the tip of my cock. She devoured it and my cock head. As she cleaned the head of my cock, I coated my finger with syrup. Then I cupped her beautiful breast and smeared syrup on her nipple. She squealed and looked at me. I licked my lips. She now fed me her nipple which I cleaned really well. We repeated this feeding a few more times. Her feeding me a piece of pancake. She eating a piece off my cock. I smeared syrup onto one of her nipples and then licked it clean.
As the last piece of pancake was eaten, Ashley wiped some syrup from my chest and coated my cock. She then said, “Time to work on my lollipop.”
I wiped the rest of the syrup off my chest and rubbed it on her pussy. “Well its time to clean pussy plate.”
We both scampered around on the bed into a better position before we started eating our desserts. I ate some excellent pussy while Ashley ate some really hard cock.
We sixty-nined for several minutes. I worked my tongue all over her pussy. I lapped up as much of the syrup as I could before venturing into the folds of her pussy lips. I was now greeted with several flavors. Sausage, maple syrup, pussy, cantaloupe, honeydew, pussy, banana, apple, pussy. I kept licking and sucking those flavors out until I found nothing but sweet pussy juice.
Meanwhile, Ashley was struggling with her lollipop. She was having a hard time trying to suck on my cock. The pleasure of my cleaning had her moaning and groaning as she tightly gripped my cock. I finally said, “Let’s switch things around before you have me shooting off. Why don’t you sit your sweet pussy on my face so I can clean it properly?” Once she got situated, I really started to clean her clock. I started at one and licked all the way to noon. She moaned in pleasure and then fell forward to allow me better access to her clit.
I licked and sucked on that clit, as I reached up to fondle those beautiful tits. As the climax ripped through her body, her stomach started contracting, her thighs started twitching, and she started to buck. I continued working on her clit, as I carefully shoved two fingers into her contracting cunt. I kept playing with her pleasure zones, as her orgasm slowed down. With her needs sated, it was now my turn and I needed to get my cock into a tight orifice. So I wiggled out from under her and I swiftly mounted her doggy style.
At first, I was tempted to try something new, but chivalry won out, so placing my dick to the entrance to her fertile womb, I plowed into her wet pussy as I held her hips. I pulled us together, forcing more of me into her and wiggled my ass making my stick stir inside her cunt. I rode her hard; jack hammering my cock into her as I grabbed her tits and pulled her up off of the bed. Bouncing on my knees, I slammed deep into her as I hugged her; pouring my spunk into her. Groaning into her shoulder and soft neck I thanked her for this marvelous moment. As my cock slowed down its pulses, I did small jabs into her. With my hands still holding Ashley’s rack, I pulled her back so much that my cock popped out allowing the stream of cum to flow down her thighs. After that startling dismount, I released my lover and collapsed in a heap on the bed.
Smiling, Ashley sat cross-legged and stared at me. As my pulse slowed, I watched my cum drip out of her cunt. She said, “That was fantastic. Can we do it again?”
Looking at the clock and then her I said, “As much as I’d love to, it will take me an hour to recoup after that round. I promise that we’ll do it again, later.” I crawled over to her and we kissed, as I fondled her luscious breasts. Breaking our embrace, I said, “While I’m waiting for Sarah, why don’t you get a shower. I’ll join you, if she shows up before you’re done.”
Ashley crawled away from me and as her ass came into range, I popped it one with the palm of my hand. “Damn that’s a fine ass.”
She turned, wiggled her butt, and said, “Thank you very much,” and skipped off to the bathroom.
I heard the shower start and after a bit I heard Ashley get in. Slowly I moved from the bed to the chair and waited. I thought about the past few days of my sexual escapades. Shortly I heard the shower stop and a couple of minutes later Ashley appeared with a towel wrapped around her torso as she was drying her hair with another. She said, “Your tux not here yet? Why don’t you get your shower and I’ll get it for you if it comes before you’re out.”
Looking at the clock, I saw how late it was and said, “Thank you, time’s getting a little short,” and I rushed by her to get in the shower. Ashley slapped my ass hard as I went by, saying “That was for earlier.” Spinning around, I grabbed her and I gave her a big kiss. After a quick smooch, I said, “That’s for later,” and headed for the shower.
As I was showering, Ashley came into the bathroom and shouted, “Your tux is here.” Then I heard another female voice shout, “Having fun?”
Making sure the shower curtain covered my privates, I poked my head out of the shower. I noticed Ashley in a robe with Sarah standing beside her. I answered her, “Cleaning up after your sister’s party. Care to join me?”
Grinning Sarah said, “Sounds fun, but I need to get ready for the wedding. See you both later.” She left. I resumed my shower but not before taking another look at Ashley’s bald pussy peeking out from her partially open robe.
As I was finishing my shower and turning the water off, I heard the hair dryer start, and when I opened the curtain, I was presented a vision of Ashley standing in front of the bathroom mirror. She was wearing only a dark green thong. Her breasts jiggled as she blew dried her blond hair. I watched her in the mirror as I toweled off. She noticed me staring at her and smiled back at me through the mirror. I knew if I kept looking at her I wasn’t going to make it to the wedding. So I left the bathroom and got ready in the bedroom.
Over the next several minutes we both hustled around each other getting ready. I made sure to put on all the special gifts from Wendy except for the cock ring. I slipped that one in my pocket along with a couple of condom packages. As I was tying my shoes, Ashley came out of the bathroom and said, “I’m ready, how are you coming?”
I looked up and whistled. She was wearing a dark green dress that stopped just above her knees and which matched the color of her panties. The front of her dress was held up by halter straps that went up around her neck and wrapped together down the middle of her back before attaching to the back of the dress at her waist. It gave her support, (as if she needed it), but it gave the appearance of an open back. The dress had a belt that tied on the side. This showed off her womanly figure. She was wearing a pair of high heel platform sandals making her appear taller.
With all the makeup on I knew better than to kiss her, but I said, “Consider yourself just kissed. You’re beautiful.” I rose up and gave her a hug, running my hands down her bare back and cupping her ass before letting go. “I need to be at the church by ten. Do you want to ride together?”
Ashley grinned, “I would like that very much.” We held hands all the way to the car.
During the ten minute drive to the church we chatted about her family and my family. At the church I helped her out of the car and said, “Meet up after the wedding, okay?”
She pecked me lightly on the cheek saying, “Looking forward to later.” And we left our separate ways.
Wedding
Inside the church it was pandemonium, everyone dashing around making last minute adjustments. But I got in the groove and worked the wedding by greeting, ushering, and generally doing what needed to be done. It was a chaotic few minutes, but the wedding started on time and before I knew it, I was escorting bridesmaid Jill Plummer down the aisle. It was time to scope out another possible bed companion.
Unfortunately for the bridesmaids, their dress wasn’t anything to write home about. It was a peach colored, spaghetti strapped, shapeless dress, that ended below the knees. The only interesting detail was a satin cloth wrapped around the bridesmaid’s waist forming a belt. It provided some shape.
With that said, it was nearly impossible to accurately scope out my escort, but here goes. Jill was about five feet one inches tall and weight around 95 lbs. Brown eyes, blonde hair that went down to her waist. She appeared to have a 36B-28-38 shape, making her score a 7.2. But again the dress hides the details.
A few minutes later, the beautiful bride processioned down the aisle. Wendy was gorgeous! She was wearing a sleeveless sheath style dress with a Queen Anne style neckline. It had a satin corset top that shoved her breasts up, giving her a tremendous amount of cleavage. She was escorted by her father in his tux.
At the foot of the altar, James accepted Wendy from her dad. Now the preacher kicked it into high gear and before I knew it he was pronouncing them “Husband and Wife.” They kissed each other before promenading up the aisle.
After the ceremony, the photographer took over, and as he processed the wedding party, I learned that the group was invited to lunch at the hotel. As I was giving my regrets, Amanda appeared and insisted that I come. Pointing to Ashley, waiting patiently for me in the back of the church, I said, “Ashley’s with me.”
“Then bring her along.” Amanda then shouted to Ashley, “Ashley dear, Al needs a date, do you mind joining him for lunch? I won’t take no for an answer.” Everyone then hustled to the hotel for lunch.
Just as I caught up with Ashley, Jill approached and asked, “Can I get a ride with you guys. My ride is such an octopus. I barely arrived with my boobs intact.”
Ashley told her, “Oh sure darling. I’ve been there and it’s not pleasant. Al here’s a perfect gentleman.”
Unknown to either, I wanted nothing more than to fuck their brains out, but that had to wait for later.
On the way to the car, both ladies insisted that the other sit up front with me. I settled it by telling them both to get in the back and keep each other company.
As we drove to the hotel, both ladies talked and I just stayed quiet but I did keep stealing glances at the two beauties in the back using the rear view mirror for cover.
The conversation got a bit interesting when Jill asked Ashley about the Bachelorette Party. She asked if Ashley had watched when Susan and Kelly tried to fist Pamela and Mary.
Ashley’s eyes got real big and she said no.
It seems Jill had asked Sally about the party. Sally wouldn’t talk about the main event but she did talk about what happened after that. It seems some ladies found a spare room and had their own party.
Susan, Kelly, Pamela, Mary, Sally, and Janet got very cozy and had a sixty-nine party, until Pamela and Mary got into a tiff about whose pussy could stretch better. Yes, it was a stupid argument, but both ladies were plastered. Susan suggested that Kelly had small hands, so she might try to fist each pussy to see whose stretched better. Both ladies agreed.
Mary lost the toss and went first, so she got comfortable laying on the bed.
Kelly lubed up Mary’s cunt and her hand. And for the next several minutes, she got more and more fingers into Mary, until suddenly her hand disappeared into Mary’s twat.
The group started freaking, but things calmed when Mary grabbed Kelly’s arm and started shoving and humping. After a few seconds, Mary had one hell of a cum with Kelly’s arm embedded in her cunt.
At this point Pamela started bitching about wanting her turn and Mary bitched back that she wasn’t done yet.
Susan stopped the argument by lubing up her hand and switching with Kelly, while Kelly switched to Pamela.
Before Susan started, she had Mary flip over on her hands and knees. This allowed both fistees to watch the fisters working their hands into twat.
It was slow going but soon both hands slipped into two birth canals. Once that was accomplished, Susan stepped it up a notch. She had Janet put on a strapon and got her to mount Mary’s ass. Over the next half hour or so, Mary and Pamela had their fair share of orgasms, as Janet rode Mary’s ass, Susan fisted Mary’s cunt, and Kelly fisted Pamela’s pussy.
Now that’s one hell of a fist party!
We arrived at the hotel and were directed to a special banquet room set up for the wedding party. I was able to get Ashley to sit on my right side while Jill sat on my left. We all chatted about nothing important during lunch. I had a good time sitting between the two beauties. As we finished our desserts, Amanda came over between me and Ashley. She leaned over and whispered “Al, I want to remind you about your meeting after lunch. It might take a couple of hours.” I turned to respond and was presented with a view of her breasts. Damn those tits still looked good.
As I stared at Amanda’s mounds, I stuttered, “Ashley dear, it seems I’ll be busy for a couple of hours. Can you entertain yourself for a bit?”
Amanda said, “Ashley dear, most of the wedding party is going poolside. Have someone provide you with what you want and put it on my husband’s tab. Al will find you there once he’s finished.”
Frowning, Ashley said, “Okay. But Al you made me a promise and I expect you to go through with it.” She then followed the rest of the wedding party out of the banquet room.
Meeting of the Virgins
After the others had left, Amanda stood up and said, “Okay ladies and gentleman, let’s move this meeting to the Green Room.” With that I followed everyone there.
The Green Room was a room provided by the hotel for special functions. To get to it, you had to walk through the ballroom and enter a door on the opposite side from the main ballroom entrance. It was decorated in a very light green color.
Once the door was closed and everyone was seated Amanda rose and said, “Welcome ladies and Al. Let me give a short round of introductions, for Al’s benefit. Al, you already know my daughters Wendy and Sarah. Here’s my sister Rebecca Plummer and her daughter Jill. And here’s my other sister Hilda Jackson and her daughter Penny. Now since Wendy has other things to do, does anyone have any questions for her about her Double D and Al?” For the next fifteen minutes Wendy answered questions about her Double D. She showed everyone the jewelry, that she was wearing, that I had given her.
There was the toe ring for her first orgasm, the anklet for me taking her pussy cherry, the bracelet for taking her ass cherry, and the ring on her finger for completing the Double D. She also showed them the silver rope necklace I had given her after her bondage session, explaining that it might raise some sticky questions if she wore it today.
Since all present had read Wendy’s diary about her Double D, the questions revolved more around my treatment of her during our time together. Wendy responded to the questions with very favorable answers, telling everyone that I was and am a perfect gentleman. Since Wendy needed to go everyone thanked her for sharing and she left the room.
Once the door closed, Amanda added her confirmation to Wendy’s answers by telling everyone about Ashley’s and mine current relationship. She told them about Wendy’s Bachelorette Party and how Ashley had lost her virginity during the party. She also told them that Ashley and I had spent the night together afterwards, and that we seemed inseparable today.
Looking at her watch Amanda said, “Okay time’s getting short. Let’s let each mother and daughter meet with Al separately so that each group can finalize plans. Hilda, you’re the youngest, so why don’t you and Penny talk to Al first. After that Rebecca and Jill, then Sarah and I will go last. So Rebecca, Jill, and Sarah follow me out into the Ballroom and let the others have some privacy.”
For the next hour and a half I made plans with each group. Once I was finished talking with Amanda and Sarah I quickly went to find Ashley.
Car Ride
As expected, I found Ashley poolside. She seemed bored and was picking at some food. When she saw me approaching, she squealed with joy and rushed over to me. We embraced and kissed right there with everyone watching. We broke our kiss and said together, “Let’s go someplace else.” Giggling we led each other into the hotel.
Just inside the entrance was the ladies’ restroom. I steered us both into it and before Ashley could say anything, I crushed her against the wall and forced my tongue into her mouth. She tried to push me away but I pinned her hands against the wall. She struggled a few seconds before she gave up and returned the kiss. Keeping her pinned against the wall, I rubbed her crotch with my knee. She moaned into my mouth as she felt the pleasure radiate from her pussy.
Releasing my hold on her wrists, my hands moved to her chest and I caressed her marvelous breasts. The dress made it impossible to get to bare tit flesh but I worked on them through the dress. When I found her hardening nipples, my fingertips circled around them. She moaned again.
With her arms now freed, she slid her hands down my back and found my ass. At first she fondled and squeezed the cheeks, then I felt her cup them before she pulled us tighter together forcing my hard stick into her. I moaned.
It was time to take it up a notch and we both went for the others privates. She unzipped my pants and fished my cock out so that she could stroke it. I pulled up her dress, shoved her thong to the side, and slid two fingers into her wet pussy. We both groaned.
While my tongue Frenched my angel, my fingers went for her G-spot and started rubbing it. She grunted. While my fingers kept rubbing her G-spot, my thumb rubbed her clit. She came. I held her against the wall as she came right there in the women’s bathroom. We kept kissing all through her orgasm. I always love to make women climax. It just makes me more horny. After her orgasm diminished she broke our kiss and whispered, “I want your cock, but not here. Let’s go someplace else.” I took my fingers out of her and zipped myself up. Then I followed her out of the restroom and into the lobby.
In the lobby, I tried directing her to the elevators, but she took us out the front door. Puzzled I let her lead the way. I followed her over to my car and there she said, “I want to do it in the car. I had a fantasy about losing my cherry in a car. But since you took that, can you fuck me in your car.”
“But it’s still light out. Someone might see.”
Raising her dress up over her crotch she displayed her barely covered pussy and said, “I don’t care. Do you want this or not?”
Opening the back door, I said, “Damn, I’d fuck you anywhere. So if it’s in the backseat, the backseat it is. You climb in and get cozy. I’m going to set the air conditioner on high. It’s going to get smoking in there.”
As I was starting the car and setting the air conditioner, I saw her remove her thong and climb into the backseat. She propped herself against the far door and pulled her dress up over her ass. She grunted in displeasure as her bare butt touched the hot seat. Finishing my task, I joined her in the backseat, closing the doors to keep the air in and strangers out.
Ashley wasted no time in getting my dick out of my pants. I tried kissing her, but she scooted toward my throbbing stick. I’m six feet tall so I was trapped in the small backseat. My back was arched with my face against the window. I felt Ashley get positioned under me and then a wetness enveloped my cock. Grabbing my ass, she pulled my cock deeper into her, until our crotches collided. Just as we bottomed out, she wrapped her legs around my hips and threw her arms around my back and shouted, “Now fuck the shit out of me.”
Needing no more encouragement, my hips went into action forcing my cock to pump in and out of her tight cunt. I kept ramming my cock for the next couple of minutes before I said, “Angel, it’s too cramped back here. I don’t have enough room to help you. All I can do is worry about myself.”
She grunted, “Just fuck.” Then I felt her cunt start squeezing my cock as she grunted with an orgasm. I kept up the pace of my thrusting, trying to find my pleasure. Then as it poured forth, she yelled and kicked the car door, “Brad, you pervert, get the fuck out of here. You had your chance a couple of years ago. Now let me get another load of cum in my pussy.” That didn’t stop me from filling her up. I grunted and thrust as deep as I could into her. She kept holding me as I came down from my orgasmic high.
I said, “Okay Ashley, I’m finished, you can let go.”
When she let go, we quickly separated, and my cock slipped out of her. Then I carefully sat up as she slid over to the other side of the backseat. We looked at each other and grinned. I said, “Thank you.”
“No, thank you. You’re a fantastic lover.”
Reaching over the seat, I found a box of Kleenex and gave it to Ashley, saying, “You might want to use these to protect your dress.” She took a couple and wiped herself. Then she took a couple more and stuffed them into her pussy. As she was doing that, I zipped up, before locating her thong and giving them to her. She wiggled back into them and arranged her dress a bit. Then I asked, “So Brad was watching?”
“Yea, damn it, he’s such a perv. But at that moment I didn’t care if the whole world was watching us fuck.” She leaned over and we kissed.
After extracting ourselves from the backseat, I shutoff the car. Then we held hands as we headed to the reception, getting there just as it was starting. I’m not much into dancing, but after warning Ashley about my two left feet, we hit the floor and got into a tight embrace. We danced a couple of dances until Sarah came over and asked for a dance. Being a good sport, Ashley said that she needed a drink and tell someone hello that she knew. For the next few dances I danced with Sarah and her two cousins. After two dances apiece, I told them I needed to get something to eat but I would be back shortly.
Asian Beauty
After getting a plate of food, I found an empty seat. While eating, I talked with some guests. And suddenly Beth sat down at my table. My mouth fell open in surprise and lust. She had really dressed up for this occasion. She was wearing a red fitted kimono dress and when I mean fitting, it was snug. You could see every sexy curve that woman had. It was just perfect. She wore her long hair up in a bun held in place with two very long hair pins. The makeup she wore accentuated her Asian features. Not trying to be obvious, I glanced at her legs. The dress she wore had slits up to her hip. The shoes she wore looked almost like slippers.
I choked out, “Hello Beth, you look fantastic.” The whole table agreed.
Beth smiled and said to everyone, “Why thank you very much.” She then looked straight at me and asked, “Al, do you want to dance?”
“Why sure.”
We both held hands over to the dance floor. The first was a fast dance but it ended quickly and moved into a slow one. Beth pressed her body into mine and laid her head on my chest. We caressed each other’s backs and she played some with my ass. When I felt her head tip upwards, I knew it was the right time, we kissed. My fingertips stroked the top curve of her ass. I stroked along the edge of her panty. As the song ended, our kiss did as well.
I told her, “I need to use the restroom. Care to walk with me and talk?”
“Okay.”
We again held hands as we walked over to the facilities. As we arrived she said, “I need to go too. Meet back here in a second.” We both hurried to do our thing.
Once back together Beth said, “I’ve something to ask. Can we find a quiet spot that we can talk for a minute or two?”
“Upstairs is a cloak room. Do you want to see if it’s free?” She nodded yes and I led the way.
We found the cloak room vacant. Upon entering we noticed a couple of chairs, a table, and to Beth’s delight a step stool. She led me over to the stool and stepped up onto it, making our heights more compatible. We now resumed our lip embrace without abandon, continuing our dance caresses as we gently rubbed each other’s back. I felt her run her fingertips around the package in my pocket. Breaking our kiss, she said, “Someone came prepared tonight.”
“I’m a good Boy Scout, ‘Be Prepared’,” and we resumed our tongue dance. She now touched and then cupped my butt. I followed her lead and did the same, to discover some missing inventory. Shocked at my discovery, I broke our kiss and said, “Someone else got prepared.”
She grinned and said, “I put them in my purse when I went to the bathroom. You made them too wet to wear anymore.” We returned to our necking. Softly, she placed her dainty hand on my crotch, and gently rubbed my hardening cock, as it started tenting my pants. Not being satisfied with that, she unzipped and grabbed the shaft of my dick. Again, I followed her lead, and I went for her pussy, just to be met with a very smooth surface.
Once again I broke our kiss and said, “You’re full of surprises tonight. Did you shave just for me?”
With a wicked grin, she said, “I could tell yes, but that would be a lie. Lovers should never lie to one another. No, after that night in the store, I decided that I wanted more boys to eat my pussy, so the next day I started to shave it. Do you like?”
“Let me find out.” So I picked her up and carried her over to the table. Gently, I placed her on it, and as she leaned back, I raised her dress over her smooth snatch. Gently I caressed her bare crotch and said, “Damn, it feels great.” Slowly slipping a finger into her very wet slit, I swirled my digit around. “It doesn’t feel any different in there though.” As she watched me with lust pouring out of her brown eyes, I pulled out my finger and sucked her juices off. “I wonder if it tastes any different. I guess there’s only one way to find out.” Falling to my knees, I pulled her to the edge of the table.
It was time for dessert, so I licked on those smooth pussy lips and I drank the nectar that flowed freely from her cunt. My stiff cock was still trapped in my thong, making me uncomfortable, so I extracted it, letting it and my two engorged jewels, get a breath of fresh air. By then the pleasures of my oral ministrations had my Asian Beauty bouncing around on the table. During one of those bounces, her dress slipped, covering my head. That didn’t stop me, there was no need, I knew what needed to be done without the need to see. In fact, it kind of turned me on more, because I imagined I was feasting on the pussy of a complete stranger. I attacked her slit more aggressively.
“Ohhh yes,” she whimpered, “keep licking my pussy,” and with her hands, she pulled my head deeper into her. Even when she started sliding around, she never let go, holding my head firmly, as my tongue wormed its way toward her button of pleasure. Once my lips reached their target, my tongue played with its new friend. Suddenly she yelped, “Oh my God!” and I felt her whole body twitch. With each twitch she would let out a grunt, each softer than the last. I just kept sucking and licking her clit, softening my attack, as her orgasm diminished. When her climax was over, my tongue moved from her sensitive clit to her juicy pussy. There, I slowly licked around her dripping slit, giving her a moment to calm down.
When I thought it was time, I thrust a finger into her cunt, and at the same time, I aggressively sucked her clit. I wiggled my finger, straining to get to her G-spot, but our positions made it very difficult. She didn’t care as the second orgasm racked her body. “OOOhhh mmmyyy GGGoooddd.”
Just then the door burst open and a voice said, “Oh, excuse me I thought this room was empty.” I didn’t stop. Beth couldn’t stop. I didn’t care. Hell at that moment Beth didn’t care. She just kept twitching on the table and my face.
Then the voice said, “Why that’s a beautiful dress. Where did you get it?” I’ve heard that voice before. I just kept my head hidden under Beth’s dress and kept sucking.
Beth squeaked out as her orgasm continued, “My mmmooommm made itttt.” She bounced the table.
The voice replied, “I’ll leave you two alone.” There was a short pause while the table thumped a few more times. I continued my work. Then I felt a hand on my cock and the voice said, “I’ve seen this someplace.” The hand left after taking a stroke. As the door closed I heard the voice say, “Yummy.” Now I remembered, it was the voice of the blond bimbo, Janet.
Beth sighed out, “Damn, they’re finally gone.” With her second orgasm over, I crawled out from under her dress and shoved a chair under the door handle. Then grabbing Beth’s legs I carefully spun her around on the table. I gently said, “Stay there and hang your head over the edge of the table.” When she was ready, I fed her my cock.
As I slowly fucked Beth’s mouth, her tongue licked the underside of my cock head and shaft. With all the stimuli, I knew my pleasure was forthcoming, but before I lost it, I wanted more of that Asian beauty lying prone on that table. Softly my palms floated over her dress, caressing the breasts hiding beneath. As before, they were small but well defined. Then my focus changed when I noticed her nipples had hardened and become erect. While I felt and played with my new toys, my cock slowly pumped in and out of her dainty mouth. A moan slipped out of my lips, when she started playing with my balls.
My hips went on autopilot as my pace sped up and the thrusts got deeper, only to be stopped by her throat. But a couple of my forceful thrusts I felt Beth gag, so I tried taming it some.
Wanting my first live look at some shaved Oriental pussy, I pulled her dress up, uncovering her hair free mound. When I leaned over to feel her crotch, she parted her thighs to give me better access to her most private parts. It was one of the most beautiful movements I have ever witnessed, as her legs parted, her feet came together, and her fleshy cunt lips parted making her pussy bloom.
I played with the petals of her now open pussy, as I forced more and more of my cock into her throat. I rubbed her clit and she moaned. Then suddenly my cock slipped down her throat and my balls hit her chin. I grunted and pulled back.
I was careful with the next few thrusts, making sure I stopped before hitting the back of her throat. At the same time, I was rubbing her hard clit very fast. Beth was still holding my ball sack, but just before retreating from her throat, she forced me further into its very depths. Quickly glancing down, I erupted with cum at the sight I saw. Her throat was bulging with the outline of my pulsing cock. I pinched her nipple as I kept cumming in her throat. She pulled me out to breathe before shoving me back down. I still watched her throat as the bump finished dancing.
When my cock slipped from her mouth, I nearly collapsed. But I recovered quickly and stumbled to the other end of the table while carefully pulling Beth towards me. It took me a few seconds before I had her positioned exactly where I wanted her. Then I knelt down and again feasted on her dripping pussy. It didn’t take long before she was yelling with another orgasm, as she tried to force my face deeper into her snatch. She now had full use of her hands and legs and she was using them. Both hands were in my hair and both of her heels were pressing into my back. I felt her orgasm peak and start to subside. I lessened the attack on her pussy as the afterglow took over.
Just as her orgasm subsided, I resumed licking her clit. In response, Beth grunted and her hips bucked, giving me license to escalate her pleasure. Quickly, I slipped two fingers in her pussy and lubricated them with her passion, before searching for her asshole. As soon as my fingers touched her rosebud, she bucked up off of the table and my fingers followed. Then the next thing I knew, my fingers were in her asshole up to the knuckles, as her butt fell back down onto the table. She screamed as the orgasm hit. She kept smacking my head with her hands. Her heels kept tapping my back. Her hips kept flexing up and down on the table. The fingers in her asshole sawed in and out without me doing any work. I felt the table quake from side to side. I just kept working on her clit and pussy. All of a sudden she got her feet onto my shoulders and shoved saying, “Enough.” I fell backwards onto the floor as my fingers ripped from her ass.
I just sat there and watched, as my handy work calmed down. Beth had rolled on her side and curled up into a ball. It looked like she was covered in sweat, but the dress hid most of her body. Shortly, I noticed her open those brown eyes and give me a smile. Taking a deep breath, she said, “Enough. Six is my limit.”
Puzzled, I questioned her, “Six, I counted four orgasms.”
“I had two small ones while I was sucking your dick. One was triggered when you came in my throat.”
“I didn’t know you could deep throat,”
“What’s deep throat?”
“Oh yes you might not know that term. Deep throat is what happened when you took my cock all the way down your throat.”
“Oh that scared me at first, but after a few seconds I wanted to see if I could do it again. So I forced you down my throat again. Then I felt your cock start throbbing and I started cumming too.”
I crawled over to the table and caressed her face. “I didn’t want to scare you but it sort of just slipped down your throat. I pulled back as soon as it happened.”
She caressed my hand and said, “I think I’m ready to make love now.”
“Beth can we wait. I really want to love you in a more romantic location. Plus, I don’t want to be interrupted like a few minutes ago. How about tomorrow?”
“I work but I get off at five.”
“Why don’t I bring my tux back at 4:45 and we can go to dinner.”
“That sounds like a date. Can you help me up? Someone’s made me a little stiff.” I gently helped her off the table and over to a chair.
I saw her look at the chair blocking the door and then she asked, “Do you know the lady that walked in on us? She seemed to know your cock.”
“Oh the bimbo. Her name is Janet, and we met a couple of weeks ago, at Wendy’s wedding shower. She was also at the bachelorette party.” During the next few minutes I gave Beth a summary of what happened a couple of nights before. I left out some pieces, but since she and Wendy where friends, I figured I couldn’t leave too much out. After I finished the summary I said, “Love, I think we need to get back to the party.”
I watched her get up, and when she twisted around to get her purse, her dress billowed out, and I got a beautiful view of her bald crotch. “I think you need to put your panties back on before you leave. If you go dancing, you’re going to show more than you want.”
Grinning with understanding, she got them out of her purse, and made a show of putting them on for me. They were bikini style and seemed to be made with the same cloth as her dress. She pulled them on and straighten the elastic holding the front panel to the back. I just stared as long as I could at her camel toe.
Once she was ready, I removed the chair barricading the door and we left the cloak room. We joined the party and had another couple of dances together before Jill Plummer cut in. As Beth was leaving, I said, “Beth, see you tomorrow night. I’m looking forward to a beautiful Asian meal.” For the next several dances, Jill and her cousins took turns dancing with my two left feet, until I excused myself to go to the bar to replenish my energy.
Evil Plans
Wendy’s new husband Jim found me as I was headed back to the dance floor. He asked, “Can we go talk in the Green Room?”
“Why sure, lead the way.”
When we got to the Green Room, Jim and I sat down with our drinks. He said, “I heard what happened at the Bachelorette Party.”
“Well, I didn’t have much choice but it worked out okay. Wendy and the girls had a good time at my expense.”
“You know that Wendy was involved up to her blue eyes?”
“No, I didn’t.”
Jim then told me everything he had pieced together. His spies: Jacqueline, Brenda, and Sally had told him everything that had happened, and he had done some more research. He found out that the blow job, at the bachelor party, was Wendy’s idea to get me to play along. It seems that she and Susan had a bet on whether I would fuck strange or not.
I was boiling mad when I asked, “What was the bet and who won?”
Jim answered, “Wendy lost and she’s given Susan some diary to read.”
Fuck, that damn Double-D journal again. If I ever get my hands on it, I will burn the damn thing!
Jim broke my evil thoughts of revenge when he said, “I think you and I can come up with some way to punish Wendy.” So over the next fifteen minutes, Jim and I came up with a plan. At the end he gave me the key to the suite and I left to retrieve the necessary items.
When I returned from my errand, I made sure Jim noticed, before heading to Green Room to get everything ready. Shortly Jim arrived with Wendy in tow.
As Jim closed and locked the door he said, “Dear, you’ve been very bad to your very special guest, Al. You even setup a good friend to be raped.”
At first, Wendy denied everything, and blamed it all on Susan, but Jim shut her down when said, he was going to ask Susan.
Wendy now waited to see what was going to happen. She didn’t wait long, because Jim said, “Now with Al’s help I’m going to punish you. So bend over the sofa and pull your dress up, we want to see your lily white ass.”
Wendy looked at Jim and then me and saw it wasn’t a joke. So she did as Jim told her. I was now staring at her bare ass. I saw she was wearing a white thong. Jim went over to her moved the thong and said, “Fill her up.”
I got the enema bag and shoved the lubed nozzle up her asshole. As I released the water into her bowels, Wendy tried to get up saying, “No not that.” Jim and I just held her down. I controlled the flow by listening to her groans and grunts.
After the bag was empty, I removed the nozzle. Jim then replaced the thong back in her ass crack. We both helped Wendy to stand up. Jim then gave Wendy a big kiss while he rubbed her stomach through her wedding dress. I heard Wendy groan deeply into his mouth.
After a couple of minutes Wendy broke their kiss saying, “I need to go.”
Jim replied, “Go where?”
“Go to the bathroom.”
“Okay so go. But hurry back or else I’ll tell your mother about the other night.”
“You wouldn’t.”
“Yes I would.”
I added, “And if he doesn’t, I would.”
“You two are evil.” and she waddled out of the room.
Jim and I watched Wendy struggle to get to the bathroom across the ballroom. She was stopped every few yards to talk to family and friends. She finally made it and disappeared from our view.
Still laughing about Wendy’s walk, Jim and I sat down to wait for Wendy’s return. We continued with our drinks and snide comments until Wendy reentered the room.
Jim said, “You might want to close and lock the door before you assume your position over the sofa.” She again did as she was told.
Jim commented, “Look Al she got rid of her panties.” and he slapped her ass cheek.
I again administered the enema, but this time I just let the water flow full force. I didn’t stop until she had two bags of water in her bowels. Again Jim and I helped her to stand up.
This time when they kissed, he hunched her while he squeezed her ass. Wendy kept moaning and groaning until she again said, “I got to go.”
Jim spun her toward the door and swatted her butt saying, “Well hurry back, Dear.” Wendy again waddled across the ballroom trying not to be impolite to her guests. Just before she got to the bathroom some older lady stopped her to talk.
Jim chuckled, “Oh this should be good. That’s my Aunt Ruth, she’s a talker.” We watched Wendy bouncing around for a couple of minutes before she ran into the bathroom followed by Aunt Ruth, who was still talking.
About thirty seconds later, Aunt Ruth came running back out of the bathroom, with a shocked look on her face. She hurried over to Sarah and told her something before disappearing into the party.
Laughing Jim said, “I guess I need to do some damage control. I’ll be back shortly.” He quickly left and cut Sarah off before she got to the bathroom. They both talked a second before Sarah started laughing and went back to the party. They both circulated for a few minutes until Jim came back and said, “I had to tell Sarah about Wendy’s punishment. Then I told her to pass the word around that Wendy had some bad clams last night.”
Wendy came out of the bathroom and started back towards Jim and myself. She got stopped a few times on her way to the Green Room. Before she got to us Jim said to me, “I don’t want Wendy to see us together. So I’ll send word to you on phase two later tonight.”
As she came back in she closed and locked the door saying, “What’s this about me and clams.”
Jim replied, “Cover story, tell you later. Now assume the position, we’ve got a party to attend.”
Grumbling to herself, she got back into position. I then lubed her asshole and slowly inserted the butt plug into her asshole. After it was fully inserted into her butt, I gave her butt a swat. I handed Jim the remote and said, “Jim see how she dances when you flip that baby on.” I then left the room and joined the party.
Switching of the Cocks
As I enjoyed the party, I watched Jim torture Wendy throughout the evening. I noticed her flinch as she slow danced with her dad. Then I noticed Jim grin when she flinched as he shoved the wedding cake in her face. And her throwing of the bouquet was a little short.
When Jim was removing the garter from Wendy’s leg, Ashley approached and handed me an envelope saying, “Jim wanted me to give you this and tell you to be ready in an hour.”
I gave her a big kiss before saying, “We need to talk, but first I need to find a drink.” I got a glass of water from the bar and returned to her, before opening the envelope and finding the pill inside. Ashley watched as I swallowed the blue pill.
She asked, “What was that?”
I grinned at her and said, “Viagra. I’ll need a bit of a boost in about an hour. And someone has been draining me all day.” and I gave her butt a tweak. “By the way, you’re also invited to help with Wendy’s cock transfer in an hour.”
“Wendy’s what?” she asked.
Kissing her lips, I mumbled, “Just say yes.”
As we continued our French kiss she moaned, “Yes, oh hell, yes.”
“Let’s go dance until the Viagra kicks in. Then we’ll go get ready for Wendy’s surprise.”
Holding hands, Ashley and I walked over to the dance floor. I filled her in on Wendy’s earlier enemas and the butt plug still in her ass. She giggled as she heard about Wendy’s punishment.
We danced and talked for an hour before I said, “It’s time to go.” and I led her to the elevators. Once in the elevators we embraced and kissed our way to our floor. We held hands walking to the honeymoon suite.
I used the key card from the envelope to let us into the room and led Ashley into the bedroom, where I closed the door.
“I need to get ready for Wendy and Jim. You’re here to watch and help as needed. I’ll tell you what to do, otherwise just sit, watch, and enjoy.” I removed my clothes and placed them in a chair. After I was completely undressed, I said, “After we’re done here, do you mind if we go back to your room for coffee?”
“How could I say no to a naked rapist.” Ashley said, as she grabbed my cock and started stroking it. We kissed, as she fondled my cock and balls. I cupped and fondled Ashley’s gown covered breasts.
Breaking our kiss, I said, “Shortly, we’ll hear the outer door open. When we do, we need to be very quiet, so that Wendy doesn’t know we’re here. I’ll sit on the bed, and I need you to sit in the chair by the closet. Okay?”
“Okay, now shut up and kiss me some more.” We resumed our kissing. Just before I lost control and fucked that vixen again, I heard the outer door open. We broke our kiss and silently went to our places.
Quietly, I rolled a condom on my artificially hard cock and waited. I heard some murmuring on the other side of the door as I stroked my cock keeping it ready for the next event.
Suddenly, the bedroom door opened, and there stood Wendy in her wedding dress. Jim had his hands over her eyes, as they shuffled into the room. He glanced at me and then at Ashley, winking to both of us as he said, “Just a few more steps and I’ll show you your surprise. Give me a second to get something.”
Jim shuffled both of them around to their bags and retrieved something from one of them. Then he moved Wendy and himself right in front of Ashley, with Wendy facing me. I thought I saw him hand something to Ashley.
Jim said, “Ready for your surprise? On the count of three. One. Two. Three.” Jim removed his hand from her eyes.
Wendy blinked and squealed, “Al what…”. Jim slipped the gag into her mouth and buckled it closed. Wendy reached for Jim’s hands and Ashley handcuffed one wrist, before forcing her arm around so that it was behind her back. Jim grabbed the other wrist and twisted it behind her back as well. Ashley then snapped the cuffs on that wrist.
I just sat there stroking my hard cock watching Wendy’s eyes bug out in fear of what was happening to her. After Jim and Ashley was finished, Jim stepped around to face Wendy and said, “Al and I’ve come up with a way to transfer power from him to me. At the same time, we’ll consummate our marriage. To help and witness this is the person whom you tricked Al to rape. Ashley, help me get my wife seated on her throne.”
Jim turned Wendy around so she was facing away from me. Jim said, “Ashley, go get the mirror and arrange it so that Wendy can watch what’s going to happen behind her.”
Once she had the mirror in place, Jim stepped in front of Wendy, and reaching behind her, he grabbed her ass. He kissed her neck and ground his crotch into hers. He raised the back of her wedding dress up over her beautiful ass. He continued kissing her neck and grinding their crotches together, as he spread her ass cheeks apart.
Motioning Ashley to come over, I then pointed at the butt plug and then my cock. She grinned and nodded with her understanding. I then gently held Wendy’s hips.
Jim whispered into Wendy’s ear, “Sit down on your throne.”
In one synchronized movement, Jim gently pushed Wendy backwards, while keeping her ass cheeks spread. I controlled her fall onto my lap. Ashley removed the butt plug, while guiding my condom covered cock into her now vacant asshole. Wendy grunted as she felt my cock sink into her butt.
Jim just stood there watching his new wife, as she slid down onto her throne. In the mirror, I saw Wendy grimace in displeasure, as my cock wormed its way deep into her bowels. I finally felt her ass cheeks come to rest on my upper thighs. I wiggled my hips a bit to sink my cock into her further.
Jim said, “Since Wendy is now throned, I’m going to uncuff her wrists.” Once the handcuffs were removed, he said, “Ashley, help me get her out of her wedding dress.”
As they both worked together to remove the wedding dress. I whispered in Wendy’s ear, “Dear, your ass is as tight as the night on that picnic table.” I then kissed her neck and gave the bed a bounce. Wendy responded with a moan and then a grunt.
Ashley was now hanging up the wedding dress. Jim was fondling his wife’s breasts while staring into her eyes. He said, “Ashley, can you please remove Wendy’s shoes, garter belt, and stockings. I need to get undressed myself. Al, feel free to play with Wendy. She owes you that much, for what she did to you the other night.”
I took that as permission to fondle her tits and crotch. I felt the garter belt being removed as I finger-fucked Wendy’s wet pussy. I felt one leg lifted and moved as I was cupping and squeezing her right tit. Now I felt her other leg moved and lifted as I tweaked her left nipple.
A now naked Jim said, “Damn Wendy, I wish I had a camera. I’ve never seen you look this hot before. But I think you’re going to get hotter with what I’m about to tell you. In a second, with Ashley’s help, we’re going to create a Wendy sandwich. Both Al and I are going to dump our loads into you. I know you stopped taking your birth control pills six months ago. I also know we both agreed no sex for a month. Well I’ve got a month’s worth of passion for you tonight. Now, I won’t be using a condom. And I really hope tonight to knock you up, babe.” Jim stood there grinning and stroking his cock. “But before we start let’s hear from my wifey. Ashley, can you remove her gag while I get something to drink.”
Jim now knelt down and I felt him remove my fingers from Wendy’s pussy. Ashley hopped up onto the bed and we started kissing as she struggled to remove the gag. Now ungagged Wendy said, “Enough, Jim, enough. Stop sucking on my pussy. I need you to fuck me, NOW!”
Ashley slid off the bed, as Jim stood up and grabbed Wendy’s ankles. He stepped forward holding onto her legs and let Ashley guide his cock into Wendy’s pussy. I felt him enter her as his weight forced more of my cock into her tight ass.
Jim said, “Damn you’re tight.” and he gave her a couple more thrusts. “This isn’t going to work. We need to be further on the bed. Al, can you move up?” Over the next few minutes Jim and I wiggled and scooted our way up towards the head of the bed. We kept Wendy contained between us. As we moved, all three of us moaned and groaned.
Once in place, Jim started hammering his cock into Wendy’s cunt, while he mauled her breasts. Wendy said, “Oh God, yes. Jim fuck me hard. Make Al’s cock come out through my tummy.” I just laid under Wendy with my cock up her butt, as the two newlyweds enjoyed their union.
“Wendy, we need to rollover, so Al can have some fun too. So here we go.” Keeping both cocks in place, we all rolled over, so that Jim was now on the bottom. It was now my turn to hammer Wendy with my cock.
I really started to give it to her. I withdrew my cock from her ass until only the head was in her. Then I rammed it back into her ass until my crotch slapped into her ass cheeks. She and Jim both grunted with my impact. I kept it up as I felt the need to cum. I had to cum, but why couldn’t I cum?
As I started withdrawing my cock again, I smelled her. I caught a whiff of Ashley’s aroma. I turned to see Ashley sitting in the chair. She was staring at the pile of sex in front of her. She had a look of lust on her face. She had her dress pulled up and was using two of her fingers to fuck herself. I suddenly knew what I needed to do.
Slamming into Wendy, I let out a big groan. For the next several seconds, I groaned and swirled my cock in her ass. I gave short thrusts, trying to get my dick deeper into her. After about a minute, I slowly removed my stick from her asshole, making sure the condom stayed on my cock. I stumbled off the bed and over to Ashley.
I grabbed Ashley around the waist and kissed her passionately. We hugged as we continued kissing. When Ashley softly caressed my cock, I gently removed her hand. Breaking our kiss, I held my finger against my lips in a sign of silence. I then quickly put on and zipped up my trousers. Grabbing the rest of my clothing we quickly left the bedroom.
As I closed the bedroom door I saw that Wendy and Jim had rolled back over into the missionary position. They were kissing as Jim was jack-hammering his cock into her cunt. I figured the marriage would be fully consummated in a couple of minutes.
Quickly and silently, I led Ashley out of the hotel room. Once the door was closed, I grabbed Ashley by the waist and kissed her again. Together, we stumbled down the hallway, towards her room. Once there, she fumbled to get the door open, before we crashed into the room. I mumbled, “Angel, are you ready for a major fucking.”
“How? You just came.”
“No, I faked it. I saw you sitting there, and I knew where my cock belonged. Now, let me get this damn rubber off while you get your pretty gown off.”
I rolled the rubber off my hard pole and threw it into the trash. Then I jumped onto the bed and laid there waiting for Ashley. I watched her wiggle out of her dress and then step out of her wet panties. She crawled upon the bed and we kissed. While we were tongue wrestling, I grabbed her hips and guided her over to my ready and waiting dick. She was grinding her chest into mine, rubbing her nipples against mine. Holding my cock with one hand, I gently pushed down on her back with the other. Her crotch slowly dropped, until I felt the head of my cock part the folds of her wet slit. We both moaned with understanding of what was happening. She kept lowering her pussy onto my cock, as I flexed my hips upwards until contact was made.
“Damn, you’re bigger and harder than I remember. Give me a second to get used to this. It’s still new to me,” she groaned.
I smiled and said, “Take your time, Angel. Some of that’s the Viagra but most of it is because you’re one hot babe. When you’re ready, just ride that cock. Due to the Viagra, it should be one very hard and long ride.”
She returned the smile and said, “So you’re telling me that we’re going to fuck ourselves to death.” With that statement she started to ride my cock. Over the next several minutes we enjoyed our intimate union as our pubic mounds ground together. As Ashley rode me she would go from lying on my chest to sitting up and bouncing on my lap. When she did, I watched her tits bounce as she rode my dick. Sometimes I would play with them and other times I would just watch. Her bouncing would force me deeply into her cunt until it became too much and she would collapse forward. She would continue the ride but with less force until she needed more and she sat back up.
As she pushed up, she looked into my eyes and grunted, “Damn this is hard work, but I love it. I’m so close.”
Looking into her eyes, “Why don’t you lean back and see if that might make the difference.” She leaned back and then I placed my thumb just below her clit as she dropped down. As soon as my thumb rubbed over her button she erupted with her orgasm. I felt her cunt squeeze my cock as her stomach contracted. She howled out, “Ooooohhhhhh mmmmyyyyy GGGGooooddddd.” Her head fell further back as she arched her back more stretching her tits. I let my thumb rub her clit as her cum bounced her up and down on my rod. “DDDDaaaammmnnnn.” She rode that cock all through that climax and when the orgasm was over she fell forward. She muttered, “Damn that was good.”
Knowing that she was incapable of riding my dick anytime soon, I decided I needed to plow her cunt with my cock. Wrapping my arms around her, I rolled us over. I then said, “It’s my turn to do some loving, so hold on Angel.” I now made passionate love to her, as I slowly increased the tempo of our joining, until I remembered to adjust myself a little higher in the bed. This increased the angle that my dick took into her cunt and allowed the base of my cock to rub her clit. It made all the difference for Ashley, as another orgasm started raking her body. I kept loving the woman shaking in the throes of her second orgasm. I again felt her cunt try to squeeze the cum out of me while being denied by the Viagra. I just kept pumping in and out as her orgasm came to its conclusion.
Coming back to reality, she looked at me and asked, “What are you, Superman?”
I grunted, “It’s the Viagra.” I increased the pace. “Hold on babe, it’s going to be a rough ride for the next few minutes, but I’m going to fill you up with my babies.” Just thinking about making her pregnant made me that much closer to my orgasm.
She must have noticed my enthusiastic reaction to the possibility of knocking her up, as she wrapped her arms and legs around me and shouted. “That’s right, fill me up with your hot baby seed. Make it pour out of my pussy. The same pussy that will pop out babies. Will you be the one to swell up my belly tonight?”
Her dirty talking did it for me and my orgasm coursed through my body. I tried to drill my cock through the bed and then I felt her cunt walls squeezing back. I grunted and swirled my cock in her cunt. She grunted as her uterus contracted. As each jet shot out of my cock, I bounced it deeper into her. She bounced her hips to get more pleasure from our union. We both enjoyed our own orgasms without being concerned about the other. And then it was over and we were still joined.
As my breathing returned to normal, I said, “Damn that was good. Your pussy was tight tonight.”
As she wiggled her hips, she giggled and said, “No, your cock was bigger. And yes, that was great.”
We rolled over onto our sides. We cuddled and kissed as we crashed from our orgasms. Shortly my cock dropped out of her and we fell asleep in a pool of cum.
July 10, 2005 – Sunday
Leaving Ashley
It was still dark, when I awakened, sporting a massive woody, from the previous night’s Viagra. Taking a quick peek at the clock, I noticed it was just after five, and I gently awoke Ashley saying, “Dear, I hate to tell you this, but I’ve got one more left. After this, I’m done for the day, maybe even the week. Let’s make it last.”
“Are you sure? I would love to spend another day just making love with you.” She started crying.
We kissed as I carefully positioned myself. Once I was in position, I slowly sank my cock into her, and said, “Dear this is the best way. The more we stay together, the harder it will be for us to separate.” I slowly pumped in and out of her.
Still weeping, “Yes, I know that, but still I love this feeling of being stuffed. I felt empty yesterday sitting around the pool waiting for you.” She rubbed my back and ass as I continued my slow loving.
“You’ll find others and I know there’s a special someone just for you. He’ll make you happy and together you’ll make many babies together.” We kissed as I slowly loved her. I fondled her breast and said, “He’ll suck on these gorgeous mounds, as his children will suckle milk from their mother.” We continued our love.
“Okay if it must be this way, it must. But please let this last as long as it can.” She gently wrapped her arms around my back and we kissed. We made passion on that bed. We stayed joined as we rolled around on that bed. We switched to her on top and made some love. We flipped to me on top and made more love. We kept kissing and groaning as we loved each other.
During one of the times that I was on top, I saw my angel close her eyes, and felt her gently quake beneath me as she moaned. Then I felt her cunt gently contract. She was in the midst of an orgasm. Gently I rode her through her climax. After it was over, her eyes re-opened and she smiled. I asked, “Did you enjoy it?”
“Most definitely. It was very romantic how it overpowered me.”
“Can we try it doggy style a few minutes.” I asked her.
“I would love to.”
So, after I pulled out of her velvet tunnel, Ashley quickly rolled over and got on her hands and knees. She was now presenting me her firm ass, which I gently caressed, before guiding my cock back into her tight slit. As I pumped my cock in and out faster, my fingertip rubbed around her asshole. She moaned and said, “Lover, do want my anal cherry too? Please, it’s all yours.”
Grabbing her shoulders, I rammed my cock deep into her as I said, “No, I’ll leave it for your husband. Let him take that cherry.” I now started to ride her fast and hard. I was going to dump my seed into that woman’s fruitful furrow. As I imagined her with a pregnant belly hanging there right now, I shifted into overdrive. My hips went forward until my balls slapped her pussy. Then my hips moved backwards until just the head of my cock was in her. Then my hips shoved forward just to hit bottom again.
She grunted, “Damn I’m close. Slam that big fucking cock into my tiny pussy.” She started bucking backwards to get more of me into her.
I was close too, I just needed a little more. So, to hasten our mutual objective, I palmed one of her hanging breasts, and with the other hand found her clit. Then, as I gently squeezed the tit, I rubbed her clit. It had the desired effect, as her cunt walls contracted and she moaned, “Jeeessssuuuussss Christtttttt, Oooooohhhhhh mmmmmyyyyyyy.” I held on as she shook all over and I slammed my cock into her and grunted with my climax. I did little thrusts into her as we rode together through our orgasms. Her quaking and me shooting. I grunted with each spurt that went into her. For the next several seconds, as we both slowly floated from our mutual high, I caressed her breasts and pussy.
Knowing that all good things must come to an end, I carefully dismounted from her backside and laid beside her. She did the same. For the next couple of minutes, we cuddled until my fingers traced a path to her pussy. Feeling my cum seeping out, I mumbled, “Momma always told me to cleanup my messes.” Flipping about, I straddled her head with my knees, and started licking up my mess. But before I planted my tongue into her slit, I snuck a peek between her breasts, and I noticed her staring at my limp cock hanging in front of her face. I now went to work cleaning up my mess. Suddenly I felt warmth surround my dick as she started sucking on my cock.
I now concentrated my efforts on pleasuring her. My tongue lightly traced a path around her clit a couple of times before sliding over it. When my tongue slipped over it, her hips would thrust upwards. I kept up my attack and soon she had to stop sucking on my cock so that she could moan. Now I sucked on her clit after licking over it. Her moaning increased but the cock in her mouth muffled the sound. I gently rocked my hips up and down fucking her mouth. I felt my balls rub her nose. I now felt her third cum start as she was trapped under me. Her hips rocked all over the place as I did my best to suck and lick her clit. I kept her mouth gagged with my cock and sometimes she would suck it as her climax continued.
When I felt her orgasm stop, I carefully shifted around, letting my cock slip out of her mouth, until we were again face to face, with me above her. We kissed and I ground my crotch into hers, letting my flaccid cock rub her sensitive clit. I then kissed my way down her neck to her firm breasts. There I stopped for several seconds to allow both of us to enjoy the moment. While I suckled her teats, I softly inserted two fingers into her pussy and started slowly finger fucking her.
Moving on, I now kissed my way down her tummy, to her bellybutton. There, I again stopped, and worshipped her navel a few seconds, as I started caressing her cunt walls with my fingertips. She softly placed her hands on my head, as she continued moaning. I now kissed down over her shaved pubic mound before nipping her clit. It had the desired effect, as her fourth climax started. My fingers kept stroking and fucking her cunt. She pressed my head into her clit as I licked it again. Her cum and groans continued. I loved this moment in a woman’s passion. Her pleasure softened and I wanted more out of this one. I wanted a stronger orgasm out of her. So I stepped it up a notch.
Somehow, someway, using some major contortion moves, I was able with one hand to push one of her legs up toward her head. This rotated her ass off the bed, so that I could now lick her asshole. As I licked and rimmed her rosebud with my tongue, I rubbed her clit hard with my thumb. The fingers in her cunt kept sawing in and out of her. She shouted, “GGGGooodddd dddaaammmnnn” and her hands gripped the bedsheets. Her orgasm reversed direction and shot back to a higher peak as she grunted, “DDDDaaaammmmnnnn ddddaaaammmmnnnn.”
I felt her trying to rip the sheets from the bed, as that strong orgasm took control of her. I felt her sphincter muscle squeezing, as my tongue tried to push through. I felt the cunt walls try to squeeze out my fingers. She just kept grunting, “DDDaaammmnnn ddaammnn”, each time softer than before, as the orgasm lessen in its intensity. I slowed my attack, until her climax concluded. When it finally did, I crawled beside her and held her as she fell asleep in my arms.
As the sun rose, I knew it was time to leave. So, after crawling out of bed, I covered her, before getting dressed and collecting my things. Just before I left, I took another look at my angel sleeping in the bed, and reflected on the past two nights of sexual heaven. Then with tears in my eyes, I closed the curtains, and left leaving a “Do Not Disturb” sign on the door. With tears still streaming from my eyes, it took all my strength to close that door.
Asian Dinner
After leaving the hotel, I went straight home and crashed, but not before setting the alarm. The alarm woke me four hours later, and I laid there several minutes trying to sort out my emotions. Physically and emotionally, these past couple of days had completely drained me, and I was seriously thinking on how to skip my scheduled meeting with Beth. I believe a tinge of guilt was also involved.
With my stomach now complaining, and my problem not resolved, I headed to the kitchen to make a sandwich. It was weird walking around my house nude, (I don’t get to do that much with the children around), as I thought about my next course of action. Should I get someone to return my tuxedo and disappoint Beth? Should I do the right thing, return the tux along with my regrets? Or should I continue screwing around and screw up my life?
As I ate a turkey sandwich, my thoughts drifted over the past couple of days, and I quickly concluded that I couldn’t change the past, and I needed to focus on the immediate future, Beth.
My mind shifted to our first meeting. When we met, I felt a deep connection with her. Nothing I could put a finger on, but we seemed linked. It was like my life wasn’t fully complete until I met her. My mind now drifted to the fitting. My disappointment of her being too busy for me, and handing me over to Tracy. My complete euphoria, knowing that Beth had watched, and wished it was her, instead of Tracy, getting my love.
It was when I rehashed yesterday’s meeting, that I made a discovery. When I saw Beth at the table, the world shrank, until it was just the two of us. No one else existed, not even the bimbo Janet. It was just Beth and me. We were one, and we had fun together. What would the future bring, if we stayed as a couple?
That’s when I noticed, that thinking about that beautiful Asian, and our possible future path, had given me a massive hard-on. It shocked me, because my member should barely twitch, let alone grow to these proportions, with all the action it’s had over these past few days. But there it was, big and painfully hard, just like a teenager getting ready to do his first pussy.
My dick had spoken. It was forcing me to meet Beth, and see if it could shaft her tight Asian pussy into oblivion. To hell with the rest of the world. Full speed ahead!
With my course now chosen, I quickly showered and got ready for my evening adventure.
While I was getting ready, I formalized a plan that needed some props. So afterwards, I headed to the mall to purchase them. After that, I still had time to kill, so I sat in the food court and watched all the tits bounce around me. Even for a Sunday afternoon, it was slim pickens.
I arrived at the rental store at the appointed time, 4:45. When Beth saw me, she squealed with delight, and ran to me, before jumping into my arms. I had to drop the rental items just to catch her. We kissed for a few minutes before anything was said.
She said, “I’ve been soaking my panties since last night. See how wet they are now.” She forced my hand under her skirt to feel her very wet panties. I quickly re-grabbed her butt before I dropped her. We kissed a couple more minutes. Beth then said, “I thought this day would never end. I’ve been looking forward to this moment. The day just seemed to creep along.” She attacked my lips again. She looked at me before saying, “I’m rambling aren’t I? I’ve just been looking forward to being with you.”
I kissed her before saying, “Confucius says, ‘Let’s fuck.'” she giggled at my bad attempt at a joke. I gave her a hug and said, “Let’s get out of here and get something to eat.” Carefully setting her down, I collected the dropped items, before handing them to her.
For the next several minutes, I watched as she rushed around, getting paperwork arranged, and doing the needed chores to close the store. Every couple of minutes, she would rush over to me, so that we could kiss.
We made a game of keeping each other sexually aroused. A couple of times, I fondled her firm sexy tits, hiding under her sexy red silk blouse. In turn, she fondled my hard pole that was tenting my pants. Another time, I pulled up her black mini-skirt and rubbed her very wet red silk panties. This lady had some fashion sense. Once, she even flicked my nipples, poking under my shirt.
Shortly, from the back room, I heard her shout, “Al-chan, stand still, I’m setting the alarm.” A few seconds later she rushed past and led me out of the store. After she locked up, she asked, “So what’s the plan for this evening?”
“I thought we agreed on an Asian dinner. But what about a steak appetizer?”
She grinned, knowing she was the main course, saying, “That sounds great. Which car do we take?”
“I thought we’ll take mine, but let’s drop yours off at your place.”
“Okay.”
I followed her to her apartment complex, and then I drove us both to a steak house I knew. As we waited for our dinner, we talked, and I found out she was twenty-two years old. Her full name was: Elizabeth Takto Nimmo. She had a brother thirty-three, and her parents were in their early fifties. When her brother was five, her parents had moved from Hong Kong to New York City. She and her parents had moved to this area when she was eighteen, leaving her brother in New York.
We chatted a couple more minutes, before my curiosity kicked in, and I asked her how she lost her virginity. She gave me a very ugly look before saying, “I’d prefer not talking about it.” With that she quickly left the table in tears. I sat there trying to figure out how to fix the land-mine I’d just stepped on.
Several minutes later, Beth returned, with a tear stained face, and cuddled beside me. After a brief pause, she sniffed and said, “Al-chan, lovers shouldn’t have secrets between each other. So I want you to just sit and listen, to what I’m going to tell you.” She then kissed me before continuing, “We were still living in New York and I had just turned sixteen. It was the last month of my freshman year in high school and every day I was living in hell.”
“It might have been my clothes, or my introverted attitude, but somehow, I became everyone’s target. Everywhere I went, someone would start teasing me, and then everyone would join in until I ran away, bawling my eyes out.”
“So, I decided to join a Chinatown gang. I thought being a gang member might stop the kids from teasing me. When I met the leader of the gang, he told me, that before I could join, I would have to go through an initiation. He said if I still wanted to be part of his gang, I should come back Friday night. Well, I did return, and he told me to wait as he got everyone ready.”
She started tearing up again. “All of a sudden, all the girls rushed me. They tore off my clothes, shoved me to the floor, and held me down by my wrists and ankles. With me now completely naked, and tightly held spread-eagled on the hard floor, the leader stood over me and said, for my initiation, I was going to lose my cherry to the whole gang. I started to scream and shout, so to shut me up he shoved my panties in my mouth and then he raped me. As he did, he made fun of my tits, telling everyone that my chest was flatter than his brother’s.”
With tears streaming down Beth’s face, she paused several seconds to regain her composure. Using my napkin, I carefully blotted her tears, before giving her a gentle hug of support.
After several seconds, Beth sniffed and said, “After he was done, he showed everyone the blood on his cock from my cherry. Then he forced one of the girls to lick his cock clean, as he watched the rest of the gang rape me.”
I held her tightly, as she wept uncontrollably into my chest. Between sobs she said, “There must have been at least twenty guys that did me that night. They took turns doing my pussy, my ass, and my mouth. Sometimes they did all three at once. Even the girls took their turns, forcing me to lick their nasty cunts. Some of them had sperm dripping out of their slits.”
I again used the napkin to wipe away her tears. When I was through, Beth stared deep into my eyes and said, “This is weird, I’m pouring from both ends. I shouldn’t be this horny when I’m this sad, but being here beside you…” I cut her off by kissing her.
After about a minute, she broke the kiss and said, “Let me finish, so we can have a much happier evening.
“Well I could say that the worst was over, but it had only gotten started. After the gang was finished with me, they sent me home wearing a dirty old dress they found in the trash. I quickly rushed home and told my parents and brother. Then the police were called. That’s when I went through the hell of being repeatedly raped. First by the police, then the hospital exam, the district attorney, and then during the trial, only to end up being called a lying bitch by the defense attorney.
“What was the worst, was the trial ended, with all the gang members being found not guilty. This was because the jury believed the defense attorney, and they thought I wanted to be a slut. After that, it was hell for me to finish high school, but I did.
“Once I graduated, my parents gave their store to my brother, and moved themselves and me here. They started another store, and I went to college. I met Tracy in college, and we became good friends, and then roommates. Tracy as you can tell is a little loose. She really enjoys having sex. Almost every weekend I hear the bed in her room bouncing. And I’m not a stranger at seeing one of her men nude in the apartment. Ever since I’ve met Tracy, she has wanted me to have a sex life. So about a year ago I started trying. So far I’ve brought six guys home, and three stayed for sex. And, as you know, no one has satisfied me. They all came and left. That, Al-chan, has been my sex life, until you fell into it.”
Beth now seemed to be on the other side of her depression, so I asked, “What happened to prevent the other three from going all the way?”
“Condoms. The first one didn’t have any and neither did I, so after that one slipped away I had them available. The other two refused to wear one, so I asked them to leave.” Seeing my puzzled look she explained, “After the incident, I’m afraid of STDs so this girl has a rule: No condom, no sex.”
I gave her a big hug and whispered into her ear, “Thanks for sharing, I know it was very tough.”
She whispered back, “I don’t know why, but I had to tell you. Now I need to freshen up. I’ll be back in a second.” She left for the ladies’ room.
A couple minutes later Beth returned. As I stood, I asked, “Are you feeling better?”
As she slipped into her spot, she answered, “Everything’s much better now. Except for my panties, they’re soaked. I thought about taking them off, but I was afraid that I would ruin my skirt.”
Remembering something from my past, I looked around for something appropriate. Finding nothing, I took the linen napkin and the table knife. Then I cut the linen into fourths.
Folding a piece, I handed it to her, saying, “I would love to do this myself, but here isn’t the right place. Take this to the restroom and place it in your panties like a panty shield.”
She grinned in recognition and said, “Just like Wendy in her Double D. I’ll be right back.”
I sat there in disbelief, with the details that Wendy had actually written about in her diary.
The waitress appeared and asked, “Sir, is everything okay?” Just then Beth returned and scooted beside me.
I said, “We’re good now.” And I got Beth into a passionate kiss until the waitress left.
As we ate our salads, I asked, “Feeling any better?”
“Yes, thank you. But it feels like I’m on my period.”
I reached over and felt it, “Oh I don’t think it’s going to stop me tonight.” She giggled and gave me a hug with another kiss.
We chatted about nothing important during the remainder of our meal and we finished dessert without a hitch.
While we waited for the waitress to bring me the bill, Beth and I started smooching. We had gotten to the point where my hand was barely cupping one of Beth’s breasts, and Beth’s hand was fondling my package, when someone cleared their throat.
Catching Beth’s wrist with my free hand, I forced her hand back onto my lap. My other hand now gave her tit a gentle squeeze as I whispered, “Please don’t stop.” Her face blushed, as she nodded and gave my cock a gentle squeeze.
Still cupping Beth’s breast, I turned my attention to our intruder. It was the waitress with our bill.
She too was blushing as she stuttered, “Your bill sir. Take your time.”
She was about to leave, when I said, “Please wait a second.” As the waitress waited, I reached for my wallet, while at the same time I unbuttoned the top couple of buttons of Beth’s blouse.
While I slipped my credit card out of my wallet, my other hand slipped under Beth’s blouse and started fondling Beth’s breast. I heard two moans of pleasure, from both women, as I handed the waitress my credit card. I watched as her face turned bright red before she dashed off in embarrassment.
Damn, I can be such a jerk at times.
I resumed my attack on Beth, but now I had some bare tit flesh to play with.
We kissed. I fondled her breasts. Beth rubbed my hard cock, still buried in my pants. And the waitress interrupted our fun with her return.
Looking again at our interloper, I noticed her grinning before she said, “Have a good evening sir.” And she handed me the bill to sign. Shifting her attention to Beth, she now said, “And miss, I hope you enjoy the rest of your evening.”
Beth squeezed my stick as she said, “I’m sure I will. My guy knows how to please a woman.”
The waitress replied, “I wish I could find someone that could. I only find the guys that care only for themselves.” She paused a few seconds as she scrunched her face. Then she asked, “Do you mind if I ask a very personal question?”
Beth answered, “No, go ahead.”
“How’s he in bed?”
Beth answered, “Don’t know yet. But I’m hoping to find out later tonight.”
“You mean you haven’t been lovers yet?”
“Oh, we’ve been lovers. Just not all the way.” Beth shocked me when she unzipped my trousers and extracted my dick. As she fondled it, she said to the waitress, “I’m really looking forward to finally getting this stuffed in my pussy.” The waitress was hesitant to look until Beth said, “Take a look. Isn’t it a fine-looking cock?”