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"So tell me, Mrs. Winthrop, how did you get my name," asked Sergio while he was in the process of setting up his massage table!?! "I got it from Donna, Donna Atkins, she says you come very highly recommended!!!" "Well, I'll thank Donna next time I see her," Sergio replied smoothly, as he finished up snapping the last table leg into place, "now tell me, what kind of trouble are you experiencing!?!" "Uh, it's my back mostly," Sami Winthrop replied, "I have a lot of stiffness in the morning when I try to bend over!" "Mmmm, I see," he replied thoughtfully, "I'm pretty sure we can help you with that, so if you would please disrobe and climb up on the table we can get started!!!"
Samantha knew that she would be removing her clothing, but when it finally came down to it, she couldn't help but be a little bit embarrassed by it all, so she shyly turned her back to Sergio and slipped out of her dress, panties and bra!!! After she was safely on the table, Sergio covered her from the waist down and gently began manipulating the muscles in her shoulders!!! "You have a lot of tenseness there," the young man said softly while kneading her deltoids, "I should think that with a couple sessions a week we should be able to get you up back to snuff!!!" The strong soothing hands felt wonderful on her body, so when Sergio squirted warm oil into the small of her back, she just sighed and waited for him to continue!!! He worked in silence for the next ten minutes, that is except for the soothing jazz that he had coming out of his portable CD player, that is until he asked softly, "Is this where you're having your stiffness," while worked on the area just above her waistline!?! As his fingers pressed firmly into her lower spine, she flinched a little as a small stab of pain shot through her lower back, but almost immediately the pain was replaced by a nice soothing warm sensation that seemed to radiate all around the painful area!!! "Oh my," she sighed, "that feels so nice, my back hasn't felt this good in years!!!" He kept the pressure on, working his way around in little circles, until she felt him slide the sheet down below her bottom as he began to work lower!!!

For a woman of forty nine Sami Winthrop was a very attractive woman, but after all these years mother nature had taken a toll on her body, and to be truthful, she had a sag here and there, and she was a little bit on the plump side, so when Sergio exposed her fat bottom, she was more than just a little nervous!!! She tensed up as his hands began to work their way around her ass, but after a few minutes she began to relax and enjoy the sensation of having a very handsome young man feeling up her tush!!! "Madame has a very nice body," he offered while continuing the massage, "a little on the plump side but very nicely proportioned!!!" She felt a shiver run through her as his hands worked their way into the crack of her ass, and when he gently forced her legs apart, she offered no resistance as they moved down into her crotch and began working on the inside of her thighs!!!

"Donna was right," Sami sighed to herself, this young man did indeed have magic fingers, and so as he worked up and down her thighs, she moaned softly out loud as the back of his hand continually bumped up against her now very aroused vagina!!! His hands would work all the way down to her calves, and then slowly move all the way up to the top of her thighs where with out fail his hands would rub all over the outside of her crack!!! "How does if feel," he asked softly, "is Madame satisfied with the treatment!?!" "Oh, yes," she gushed, "very happy, it feels just great!!!" As his hand again bumped up against her pussy, he asked softly, "Would Madame care for a more, shall we say, intimate massage!?!" Her pussy was now dripping like a leaky faucet, and even though she knew she should just say no, incredibly, she heard herself say, "What ever you think is best, Sergio, I'm completely in your capable hands!!!"

Now the pretense of an inner thigh massage was thrown to the four winds as experienced fingers began gently probing her sex!!! Almost involuntarily she let out a long low moan and whispered, "T-that feels absolutely wonderful, oh please don't stop!!!" In an almost inaudible voice he replied, "Why would I stop, if it brings you pleasure I will be more than happy to continue!!!" A shot of warm oil directly into her crack brought another moan, and as his fingers became more insistent, she spread her thighs even farther apart, giving the young masseuse even better access to her now drooling cunt!!! The tension in her pussy was now becoming almost unbearable, and much to her consternation Sergio suddenly stopped his probing to ask, "I have a very special appliance for situations like these, is it okay if I use it!?!" Now almost delirious with pleasure, Samantha babbled, "Anything you want, just please hurry up, I'm about to lose my mind!!!"

Her reaction made him chuckle softly, but seeing that she was indeed in dire straits, he quickly opened up his bag and removed a large dildo that had a slim vibrator inside of it!!! He carefully maneuvered it to her now gaping slit and said softly as he turned on the vibe, "If Madame is ready, I will continue!!!" "Jesus," she moaned, "what ever you're going to do just do it, I'm fucking going crazy here!!!" Taking his left hand, Sergio opened the folds of Sami's outer lips, and just like that, slowly sank the huge rubber pecker deep inside of the middle aged woman's cunt until all eight inches were buried to the hilt!!! It was lucky they were on a fairly isolated lot, because the second the big dick entered her, Sami gave out a long loud scream that threatened to shake the pictures right off the walls!!! "Is it uncomfortable for Madame,"he asked softly, "would you like me to remove it?!?" God no," she gasped, "f-fuck me with it, give it to me hard, ohhhhh god I need a good hard fucking so badly, please, give it to me harder!!!" Slowly at first Sergio began moving the thick cudgel in and out of her red hot pussy, and seeing that seeing that she was in need of more intense manipulation, he began increasing the frequency of his thrusts until his hand was literally a blur as he pounded the vibrating dildo in and out of her cunt at an almost blinding speed!!! "F-fuck me," she begged, "give it to me harder, oh christ you're fucking me so fucking hard, I'm gonna cum all over the fucking place!!!" As he slammed it in and out of her, he stuck his other hand in front of her mouth and offered her a finger to suck on, which of course she greedily took into her mouth as an express train like orgasm rocketed through her pussy, leaving her a shaking mass of middle aged fuck flesh!!!

As the effects of her orgasm began to wane, a low gurgling sound escaped her lips while Sergio gently massaged her soft bottom!!! "Was that as good as was expected," he asked!?! "Oh, yes," she said with a sigh, "Donna said you had a way with women and that would be an understatement!!!" "I'm glad you feel that way he replied, "now if you would be so kind as to please turn over onto your back!!!" Still a little groggy from her climax, Samantha got up onto her elbows and with a little help from Sergio managed to flip herself over onto her back!!! "Your breasts are wonderful," he said while casually caressing them, "your husband is a very lucky man!!!" "Thank you," she replied thickly, "h-he really loves sucking on them!!!" "I don't blame him one bit," Sergio replied, "especially if he is a big breast lover!!!" "H-he is," she said with a moan, "he loves watching me take off my bra!!!" "Mmmmmm, yes," Sergio answered back, "just look at how hard your nipples have gotten, that means but one thing!!!" "What's that," she gasped, "tell me!!!" "Why it means, of course, that you're getting aroused all over again," he said softly, "is this not so!?!" "Yesssss, she hissed, "I'm hot as a fucking fire cracker!!!" With a look of mock horror covering his face he replied, "Oh, dear, I've seemed to have forgotten my vibrator and left it in your vagina, how careless of me, do you want me to remove it!?!" The buzzing little contraption that hummed in her pussy was slowly but surely driving her over the edge, so in a very husky voice she snapped, "No, please don't touch it, just leave it inside of me, please!!!"

Sergio continued to work over Sami's boobs, until he asked softly, "Now let me get this straight, you don't want me to touch the vibrator, you just want me to leave it alone, is that right!?!" "Oh, god," she moaned, "I-I'm so close to cumming, p-please don't take it out, just let me cum one more time!!!" Again he kept casually doing her chest and said, "That's not exactly what I asked, what I asked is if I could touch it!!!" "I-I don't know," she said with a moan, "I'm so confused, just please let me cum!!!" "Well," he replied softly, "what if I just did this," as he took the end of the vibe and pistoned it in and out of her crack five or six times with lightening speed!?!" "Sweet mary mother of god," she fairly screamed, "I-I'm so close to cumminggggggggggggggg, please don't stop, fuck me hard with it!!!" "Hmmmmm, now I'm the one that's confused," he said softly, "now tell me again exactly what you want me to do!?!" Samantha's head was now rolling from side to side as she desperately thrust her hips forward while trying to induce Sergio to continue fucking her with the fat dildo-vibe!!! "P-please," she begged, "just jam me hard a few more times, I can't quite get over the hump!!!" Finally, taking a little pity on the drooling woman, he grabbed the end of the dildo, and with a vicious ferocity, rammed it in and out of her helpless cunt until she was screaming like a banshee as her orgasm erupted like a volcano deep inside of her well fucked cunt!!!

It took a good ten minutes before Sami was able to climb off of the table and collapse on the sofa next to the portable massage table!!! "So," Sergio asked while putting away his equipment, "how does your back feel now!?!" "My back," she replied questioningly!?! "You know," he shot back with a sly smile, "remember you lower back pain, the reason you had me come over!!!" It finally dawned on her and with a embarrassed smile she replied, "Oh, yes, my back, it feels once hundred percent better, thank you for the "treatment"!!!" "Uh, how many more "treatments" do you think you'll need," he asked playfully!?! "I'm not sure," she replied while cupping her breasts absentmindedly, "what do you suggest!?!" "I don't know," he replied doubtfully, "I think we better schedule you for at least two appointments a week for the next six months, is that all right with you!?!" "With a nasty smile she replied, "Better make it a year, you know how tricky backs are!!!

Weekend nights are the loneliest at all the time! Because I always have bad relationships with men in the present, I am tired been stood up by them and put down a lot by them. The only way to save my heart from getting broken is to keep a promise to me that I will never go on a date anymore. But, I have the fantasies for sexual desire and to be love. I don’t have anyone to romanticize me with roses and candles to dine, to share my sexual fantasies with. Instead, I always eat Chinese food; drink a glass of red sweet wine and watch a romantic movie on television to romanticize myself during these lonely weekend nights. Until one Friday night, I had went in to china cafй the where I go all the time to place my take out order. As usually I order roast pork lo mein and a spring roll, and then I go pick up a bottle of red wine from next door.


When I return back with bottle of wine to pick up my order! The place was crowded of full of people standing around in this restaurant. Then suddenly! I saw a man that I never seem before, standing here by the front enter with his eyes gazing right at me as I walks in here. The man had appeared in here like he just came out of my dream; he was medium height and built, clear black eyes, curling fine black hair, thick black eyebrows, light brown tarnish skin complexion, he is black of coarse, but, he had a little Chinese figure in him, and an sexy easygoing smile that I can’t resist. He is wearing a dark brown cottony pant, off white sweater and a long dark gray weather coat and dresses kind of cleaned cut. I can feels his heating eyes still gazing on me every since I had walked inside the china cafe.

“Hi,” he said in a flirting voice,

I have just looked back at him, and said “Hi” back to him,

I was so busy complain about the order, that I don’t realize that his eyes on me the whole I was standing here. “It don’t make no sentence at all, they should been throw with order,” I said.

“Oh, you sure knew that during the weekend they get really busy,”

“Yeah, usual, they be getting on time! Now! They just got through fixes my order!”
I grasp my order off the check desk, and say to the man, “Well, I guess see you later! Bye! Bye!” I smile to him and then I went on.

When I came back to my townhouse; I was looking through my pocketbook for my house’s key. When I looks up! And there, I saw the same man at the China Cafe, early! He just comes back home with a Chinese food take out bag in his hand. He had lived across the street from me.

“Hi! I didn’t know you lived over here, too,” He said.

“Yes, I been living here in this occupation for a while, now. But it strange, I never see you around here before.”

“That’s for the reason, I be in and out of lot, I never steak home the most of the time.”
“We didn’t get a chance to enter duce ourselves back in the china cafй! My name is Julius,” he shook my hand,

“And my name is Della!”

“Well! Nice to met you, Del-la!” he teasing me in flirting way, that I can’t resist his funny charms.

“The same here,” I said,

After, I had just opened my door! He grasps me by my arm before I ever step one foot in the door, “Hi! Want we get together, tonight! It will be just the two of us,” he smile is so ploy as well as his eyes was undresses me. I knew right then what in his mind, even does, the loneness inside of me wanting to give into him, but, the proud part of me wanting me to steak strong and be alone. “No, I just preference that way! At least I won’t get stood up!” He knew by looks in my eyes that I really don’t want to be a lonely and no matter how I pretend to be happy.

“Since you going to eat alone and god know I tired eating Chinese food alone, want we get together at my home, tonight.

“No, I preferring that way, but, thank you anyway!”

“Oh well, you’ll be soon changing your mind, until then, my door will be always
open for you,” he said.

“Okay, I keep that …………in mines! So, thank you!” and then I walk inside my apartment.

Later that night! I was bore to dead at home, I do nothing but setting on the sofa alone watching “Jason’s lyric,” in a dark room along with eating my lo’mein noodles out of the Chinese box with chuck sticks. I was become very lonely, playing with my noodles in the box. I become very hot from looking Jason because he is completely naked; his buttock is round and tight. The way he making loves to lyric down by the lake underneath the train station where nobody around, but, the two of them, alone. They stretch out a white blank on the ground; he was on his knee slipping off her dress while kissing her on her stomach and front of her virginal. She was naked underneath it; he laid his lip on her nipple, and sucking on it like a new born baby. And then on, he lay down on top of her with his manhood sticking between her thighs, plus, he was tumbling down back and frontward inside of her. As, I continuing to watching them making love as if them under an erotica spells, theirs eyes closed as they held theirs mouth wide open. I got hot from watching them, I was licking my lip and while my eyes have been spellbound by theirs sex, and my virginal is groaning and a lot of juice damping my panties. I keep sitting here and rubbing my virginal hard on my seat. I had keep wishes! That I wish to have a man who made love to me like that and touches me like the way he do.

“Oh! I can’t stand this any longer!” I yelled out to myself! I slam my box of lo’mein noodles down on my coffees’ table and then suddenly, Juilan‘s private imitation had came into my mind. So, I start packing all my foods back inside brown paper bag, and I grasp my bottle of red wine and starting to heading out the door.

I was standing out of his door with full of butterflies in my stomach, but, my tail is hot as fire. My finger was trembling as I ring the door bell. When the door bell had ring? I heard by the sound of his voice have made my heart pounding so loudly through burning soul. “Yes, I am coming,” he said.

“Who is it?” he yelled through the door,

“It’s me, Della from the across the build,” I said in my trembling voice.

He opens his door so very gracefully, and looks at me with this puzzled, at first. Until, he had this arrogant smile on his face as if him expressing me to come, “Well! You decide to come,” he said.

“Yes I did, or unless you gave your imitation to someone else to your little private parties,” I said.

“No, like I had says! My door is always open for you…….. So what are doing stand out here? Just come in, girl!”
He opening the door real wide open for me to come in,

“I thought you were going to steak at home and watching your romantic movie on television, to night!” he said.

“Well, I just happen to change my mind, that’s all” I said,
As I came inside his Apartment, he grasps the food and the wine away my hands. “Let me take these for you,” he said and whiles him laying it down on the coffees’ table. He is so gentleman that his charms had release me from my heartbroken of remembers. He smile to me in an appeal way as held his hand pointing out to his sofa. “Please, want you made yourself at home,” So, I heading toward his divine room, “You don’t mine that I look around, do you?”

“Why, no, be my guess! While you doing that? I will be bringing out the two wine glasses and two candles.”

“Okay,”

I look around his place; it is warm and very essence to me. The fireplace is blazing; he has a dark brown sofa with bunch of big red soft pillows sitting all over it. A big glass coffees’ table by the sofa, an African’s throw rug an underneath it, and a stereo system setting on the other side of the room.

After I got through looking around his apartment! He came out of the kitchen with the two wine glasses and some long thin off white candles. He smile so proudly and says to me, “Now, how do you like my place?”

“It’s very nice and lavish, indeed,” I said, He laid the glasses and candles on top of the coffees’ table, and then lights the candles. After he turns off the light in the divine, and he sat down on the sofa. He looks at me with a sexy going smile as he petting on the empty seat, “Come, and set closer to me,’’ He said.

So, I sat down next to him, he had wrapped his arm around me, but, I was still nerves by setting next to him. “You have to relax if you around me! So, here! I am giving you a glass of wine to help you to relax.”

After, I had drunk a little sip of the wine! He rubbing me on arm, and says to me, “Are you feeling Better, now come lay down here.”

“Why, yes!” and I had turn on a smile that light up his room as I rest on his shoulder,

Then on, we just set here, laughs and talks; we are eating ours Chinese foods, we’ve drinks wine and after wine. “Anymore wine?” he said.

“Yes, please! What do you do for living,” I said to him,

“I am a bank manager, and what did you do for living?”

“Oh, I owned a clothing store,”

Dusty silently cursed her boss under her breathe. While she had been late to work recently, that was no excuse for him to yell his head off at her in the halls. The customers heard it and thought he meant business, which is the only thing he was aiming for. The spa was supposed to be a place to relax, but he wasn’t making it easy for anyone- Dusty especially.

She’d been working at the spa for a few months now, and enjoyed her work. Dusty was great at giving massages, and the pay was really good for a summer job. But it was all in jeopardy as her boss had explained a few minutes ago. If she was late again or got any complaints at all, she was fired. Period. She couldn’t wait till the day was over.

Dusty checked her schedule and saw that her next job was in the oasis room. It was a very relaxed environment, with a miniature waterfall and everything. Very expensive. She adjusted her uniform as she headed for the room. She’d never been happy with the uniform; white, single piece, with buttons down the front. It made her feel like she was wearing a nurse outfit, which got her lots of looks from all the male customers. It didn’t help that she was already a stunning blonde- she looked like a porn actress.

She got to the oasis room and quietly let herself in. Her eyes fell up on the young man that was laying on the massage table in the middle of the room, wearing only a towel on his waist. For a second, Dusty couldn’t believe her eyes. She recognized him as Jeff, who’d been in her classes last year. She knew him to be a real smooth operator, as well as a complete womanizer. She sighed and approached him.

Jeff looked up as Dusty entered the room and smiled. “Hey now, I heard your boss yelling at you, so I wont ask why your late. Just make it up to me...” he peered at her name tag...“Dusty.” She put on a fake smile. Apparently he didn’t recognize her. She considered herself lucky. She just put her hands on his back and started to work her magic. Usually her customers were moaning and groaning for more within minutes, and Dusty loved how powerful that made her feel. Still, it made her a bit nervous to see Jeff wearing nothing but a towel around his waist...

Dusty couldn’t seem to hit the spot on Jeff. His back was very muscular, and no matter what she did, she couldn’t make him get completely relaxed. “Lower...” he said after a minute, and Dusty obeyed. Still, nothing. “Much lower...” he said again, and Dusty moved down his back again. “Are you deaf?! I said lower, Dusty!” he said, grinning now.
“I know what I’m doing! This isn’t my first massage, Jeff.” Dusty said, but she suddenly realized her mistake. He never told her his name...
“How did you know my name was Jeff?” He said, sitting up. “Wait a sec...I remember you! You were that chick who never knew what we were doing in...well, pretty much any class!” Jeff said, laughing. Dusty rolled her eyes. It was true, while Jeff was no genius, she made him look smart in any area. “Yeah, whatever Jeff, just let me finish doing my job and I’ll be on my way.”
“Oh come on, loosen up. I can tell your boss is working you to death.”
“Well duh, I can barely call this a part time job anymore. He yelled at me yesterday because my uniform shrank in the wash, and I asked him for a larger one.”
“Yeah, about that uniform...damn, Dusty, that is something else on you.” Jeff said, checking her out.
“Hey! I hate this uniform, and I’m starting to hate this job! Now lie down so I can finish your stupid massage.” Dusty fumed. She knew he would start coming onto her if he recognized her, and she was right.
“Hey now, be careful. You don’t want me to complain, do you? Your boss made it painfully clear to the whole building that one more complaint means your fired...”

Dusty gulped. He was right. She couldn’t afford to lose her job now, so she calmed herself down.
“Whatever. Sorry Jeff, now lets finish this up.”
“Actually...”Jeff said, with a sly look coming across his face, “This towel they gave me is too small. Can you get me a bigger one?” He said while standing up and casually dropping the only thing covering his body! Dusty’s eyes grew wide, but they couldn’t look away.

Dusty was staring at the biggest cock she’d ever seen in her life. Her jaw dropped, and she tried to mutter something, anything to get her out of this situation. However, Jeff knew he had her now. One word to her manager and she would be at the unemployment office. He reached his arms out and placed them on her shoulders, then gradually pushed her down to her knees. At first, she resisted, but then she realized her situation and finally got down in front of him. He sat down on the table and put his hand on the back of her head as she took his enormous cock in her hands and starting jerking him off.

“You look so hot in that uniform...Mind if I call you Busty?”
“What? Who do you think you are?!” Dusty exploded. “I can’t believe I’m doing this to begin with, then you go and mphhh!” Dusty’s last words were muffled as Jeff shoved her head into his cock. Almost instinctively, Dusty started sucking him off.
“There you go, Busty. You know you wanna give me head.”

Dusty was furious with him now, but there was nothing she could do. His enormous cock was filling up her whole mouth, and his hand on the back of her head kept her on it. There was no way out. She started going faster, trying to make him blow his load so she could stop this. She still couldn’t believe what she was doing!

“Lets get you outa that tight uniform, girl.” Jeff said while reaching down and undoing the buttons on her chest. Her giant tits spilled out and bounced as Dusty kept giving Jeff the best blowjob she’d ever done! Her heart was racing- how far was he going to take this?

Jeff started squeezing her tits, making her moan as she was blowing him. Her heart starting beating faster, and she could feel her pussy getting damp. She knew there was no way out of it now. She was going to get fucked by Jeff in this very room!

Finally, she felt his cock getting even harder, and he started groaning. He was going to cum! She started to take her mouth of his cock, but felt his hand on the back of her head, keeping her there. She looked up at him with pleading eyes and tried to yell at him to let go! But it was no use, he just chuckled and pushed her down further.

No...She thought...I am not swallowing his cum! Dusty managed to pry her hands off his cock and push herself away just as Jeff blew his load! Her plan seemed to backfire, however, as Jeff’s cum flew all over her tits, leaving her covered in white-hot cum!
“Oh my god...you jerk!” She yelled. “What were you trying to do?”
“You just looked like you needed my cock, girl, I wasn’t gonna take it away from you.” Jeff replied cooly. Dusty just sighed and climbed to her feet as she took the towel he had discarded and used it to wipe the semen off her boobs and her uniform. There was tons- she was absolutely covered with it. As she bent over to wiped the last of it off her knees, she felt Jeff suddenly grab her hips and pull her against his body.
“Jeff! What are you doing?! There is no way I’m gonna...Hey!” She cried as he hiked her uniform up to her belly button, exposing the pink thong she was wearing. Jeff laughed as he smacked her ass, leaving her jaw dropped in disbelief.
“Jeff, this has gone far enough! I can’t believe that I gave you head, but that’s as far as I’m going with you!” She tried to pry herself from his grip, but her legs were buckling. She could feel his giant cock against her ass, and it was making her aroused. It was like her pussy had a mind of its own, and it was telling her to fuck Jeff at this very moment!

“Your mouth says no...but your eyes say yes. And personally, I like your eyes a lot better.” Jeff said as he slipper her thong off her and let it drop to the ground around her feet. That was it.
Dusty turned around and pinned him to the table. “Now look here, Jeff. I like this job, but not so much that I would consider sleeping with a womanizing jerk like...” Dusty trailed off as she felt his cock becoming fully erect again, pushing against her skin. She stumbled for something to say, but she couldn’t think of anything! She realized she was drooling on her own tits as she stood there, until she felt Jeff’s hands on her ass, pulling her closer to him. Almost without thinking, she started crawling on top of him, ready to mount him right there on the table! She knelt there, straddling his legs, holding his monster cock in her hand! Jeff smiled and slapper her ass again.

“You’re such a cockhound...come on, come to daddy.” He purred as he pulled her closer to him. With a thousand thoughts flying through her head, Dusty couldn’t take it anymore. Screw it...She thought, and placed his cock at her now drenched pussy. Slowly, she started to lower herself onto his cock. She couldn’t believe how big it was. It felt like it was stretching her body! She stopped with it about halfway inside her, gasping and panting.

“Need some help?” Jeff asked, as he placed his hands on her shoulders and shoved her down, leaving his erection completely buried in her! Dusty was left gasping even more as the rush of pain and pleasure hit her all at once! Before she knew it, she was riding his cock as hard as she could, forcing every inch of it into herself!

Jeff grabbed her tits and pinched her nipples, making Dusty moan out loud. “Oh god, yes, Jeff, that feels so good...” He leaned foward and sucked her nipples as she rode him, making her moan even louder! She started crying his name out, not caring who heard her at this point! She was in ecstacy, getting the fucking of her life, and simply couldn’t contain herself! His rock hard cock was penetrating her deeper and deeper, making her squeal as she met him with every thrust! Dusty could feel a massive orgasm building up in her body! She could feel his cock getting harder and harder, and she knew it wouldn’t be long before he came too! She felt him slap her ass again, and by this point, she didn’t care; she was loving it!

“This is it, here I cum, Busty!” Jeff groaned as he reached climax and blew his load deep inside the sex machine on top of him! Dusty moaned and reached climax at the same time, and felt his monster cock fill her up with cum! She leaned foward and shoved his face into her tits as had as she could! She needed to feel him sucking her tits at that very moment, and he was glad to oblige! Finally, she loosened herself and collapsed on him, panting like a dog in heat. Jeff emerged from her jugs, coming up for air, and gave her a hard look.

“Hope you don’t mind if I come back, do you? What am I saying?! Of course you don’t!” He laughed as he pushed her off and put on a new towel. Dusty was still recovering from that massive fuckfest. She managed to murmer “Thank god this room is soundproof. I can’t let anyone know about this.”

“So you probably don’t want me taking this, do you?” Jeff asked as he reached up to the security camera in the corner of the room and pulled the tape out. Dusty knew the camera’s were never monitored. They only recorded and watched later if something was wrong.

“What do you think your gonna do with that?!” Dusty shrieked as she tried to fix her uniform. Her thong had disappeared, probably into one of Jeff’s hands.
“Just gonna put it online. I’ll be back soon. Just give me a free pass for this room, I know you get them all the time.” Jeff said as he left, leaving her standing there, completely ravaged. Dusty couldn’t believe what had just happened.

The next day, Jeff walked in right as Dusty was leaving. She had hoped he’d forgotten, but that was virtually impossible.
“You weren’t gonna leave, were you? Not without doing our appointment?” Jeff asked innocently. Dusty had the free pass in her pocket. She had planned on giving it to him just so she could talk to him and tell him off, pretty much. She reached down and pulled it out. Handing it to him , she said “I’ll make this quick. Hurry up.” She turned around to walk back to the room, and felt him slap her ass. She just rolled her eyes and walked to the room as he headed for the front desk.

He entered after a few minutes, wearing only a towel again. “Now listen here, Jeff, yesterday was a mistake. I’m not gonna do it again, so you can just get rid of any idea you have about...Whoa!” She was cut off as Jeff walked up to her, grabbed her uniform, and tore it off of her, leaving her standing there in her thong and bra! She just looked at him with astonishment!

“Who said you could wear a bra? Its gonna have to go." Jeff said as he unhooked it from the front, letting her jugs spill out into his face. He immediately began kneading her tits, and while Dusty tried to pull away, she couldn’t help but be overcome by the sheer ecstacy that was being built in her again! She arched her back and moaned as he sucked her nipples! She tried to regain her composure.
“No, Jeff, stop it! I mean it...I...I...oh god, yes, that feels so good, yes...Wait!”

“Just shut up, Busty. You’re gonna get fucked again, so you might as well enjoy it.” Jeff interjected as he slid his hands around her legs and picked her up, placing her on the table. He slid her thong off her legs and threw it aside, leaving her completely defenseless to his now fully erect cock. Jeff slipped his head between her legs and started licking her pussy, making Dusty moan with pleasure. She clutched her enormous tits as her pussy went wild! She knew that she had to have it now. She needed to be fucked- her pussy was begging her for it!

Jeff stood back up and threw her legs over his shoulders, then placed his cock at the entrance of her tight snatch. “Wait...Jeff, I...I can’t...” Dusty tried one last time, but she knew it was no use. Jeff smacked her ass to shut her up, then drove his cock deep insider her boiling pussy juices! Dusty screamed and squeezed her tits again, going into a state of total ecstacy! She couldn’t’ get enough of his cock! He was pounding her harder and harder with every thrust, and Dusty could hear his body slapping against hers, louder and louder! Her pussy was going to boil over when it climaxed, she could feel it! She could also feel that he was building up another huge orgasm of his own! After what felt like forever, Jeff finally ground his hips into hers, and came inside her just as her pussy went over the edge, leaking all over the table! Dusty had never felt so fucked before, but she loved it!

“Jeff...the spa...its closing...we have to hurry...” Dusty tried to speak, but she was out of breath.
“I know, don’t worry. I’ll give you a ride home. My home, that is!”

First I shall fill you in on the details. I'm Dan, 19, 6 foot even, average build, brown hair and blue eyes, and have just completed a twelve month massage course at tafe. The course was nothin special, just a part time interest of mine to support my preferred profession, laziness. I gotta admit that I thought knowing how to deliver a nice massage would help with the females, and to an extent it did, I remember delivering a fair few shoulder massages, but when the course did truley pay off, it paid off big time, with my best mate's sister.

Her name is Cas, a cute 18 year old brunnet with a fantastic figure, blue eyes, and an extremely friendly and fun girl. Cas is the sort of girl I'd love to be going out with, except the massive stumbling block that she was my best mate's sister. I'll spare you the verbal bashings I have encountered for being caught glancing twice in Cas's direction, and my occassional comment, but every verbal bashing was well worth a second look at the 5 foot 5, perk breatest, tight assed girl I secretly, well not so secretly, wanted to get my hands on.

Cas and I were always good friends, of course having met through Anthony my best mate, and we had always joked about how much Anthony would freak if we were to hook up. A few occassions stick out in my mind, that drove me crazy knowing Cas was perhaps out of reach. My 18th birthday party, seeing the bikini clad Cas dancing round my backyard, showing off her perfect little ass, and fantastic tiny tummy, her brown hair tied in pigtails. The second, and the occassion that stands out most in my mind, is her 16th birthday (yes there's a common them here about birthdays) she came up to me, slightly intoxicated, dressed in her school dress (the theme of the party) and asked me to spank her on her tight, little, school dress covered ass. I found out later it was a dare, but to tell you the truth, I didn't care too much, just the feeling of my hand on her ass was enough to dispell any second thoughts I had.

Anyways, down to the details. Anthony had relocated for a month with work, and by chance, Cas and I ran into each other in the main street of our town. She was jogging, in tight black bike pants and a cut off top, with her hair tied back, and I was returning dvd my brother had borrowed. We stopped and chatted and she asked me about my massage course, and after a minute of joking around that I should let her be the first to enjoy a full body massage, we became serious about the idea and decided we'd meet up later that night to watch a sporting event and then she would partake in a full body massage.

Bout 7'ish Cas rocked up at my place, my parents having dropped my brother at a friend's place to head out for the night. When I answered the door, Cas was standing there, mini skirt, black tanktop and her hair in pigtails, as if teasing me with every possible aspect of her appearance. I was just finishing up dinner, so wasn't really prepared as well as I could have been, and was dressed in 3/4 shorts, a blue shirt and barefoot. Cas skipped in, literally, throwing her cute pigtails from side to side, as I shut the door and walked quickly, following her to the living room where she sat, viewing the large screen television I loved oh so much. I sat beside her with a drink in hand, which promted Cas to ask for one. Something about handing a 16 yr old female alcohol seemed wrong, so I suggested I just give her a massage instead, an idea which she didn't need too much convincing to take up.

We walked into my bedroom, I set up a makeshift massage table by putting a matress across my desk, and told Cas I was just going to wash my hands and get the oils, asking her to lie on her stomach. As I was collecting my massage products, I couldnt help but think twice about what I was about to do, but in all honestly, the idea of massaging Cas's tight, little body was too exciting to pass up over a stupid pact made between friends. As I returned to my room I altered the lights (I had mood lights put in my room on the off chance something like this would happen) as I smiled over in Cas's direction, loving the view of her laying face down on my desk, covered by a towel, smile on her face. I looked down to see her tank top was layin on the floor, as was her bra. I walked over to Cas who was giggling, and telling me not to tickle her.

Pushing the towell down to reveal her bare back and the very top of her mini skirt was enough to convince me of what I was doing what the right thing (by now i had officially stopped caring about anthony or our stupid pact) i slowly allowed a few drops of the warm massage oil drip onto her back, rubbing my hands together. I slowly started to rub both hands up the small of her back, pressing against her soft skin, enjoying the touch as much as she was. I ran my hands down her side, and over her shoulders, and back down each side of her spine before warning her I was going to pull her skirt down slightly to be able to work her lower back. She had no problem with it and suggested she just remove it. I nearly choked at the suggestion but stood frozen as she slid it down past her panties, exposing the best, little ass I had ever seen. Removing her mini skirt I started to focus on massaging her lower back, brushing occassionaly over her ass, which by now was half exposed. The quiet groans of enjoyment drove me to run my hands up her sides and onto the side of her breasts. The touch of her breasts caused her to lift herself up slightly, allowing me to massage her chest.

To my suprise, Cas rolled over, a wide smile on her face, grabbing both of my hands and massaging her breasts with them. It was at this point I leant in and kissed her soft lips, a kiss which she recipricated greatly, my hands remaining on her chest the entire time. Enough was enough, the massage chirade was over as Cas pulled me down on top of her and ran her hands down my back. I lifted Cas up so she was sitting on the desk and managed to carry her across my room and onto my bed. Looking down at this topless and oiled up cutie was enough to excite me to the point Cas was made aware. I remember her telling me to hurry up and get naked as she wanted to give me a full body massage. I removed my shirt and my shorts and went for my boxers, but Cas asked me to stop, pushing herself up and crawling across the bed to me, slipping her fingers into my boxers, pulling them down, exposing me. She knelt on the bed, looking up at me, my cock in her hand, smile on her face as she rubbed it against her warm chest.

Signalling for one last kiss, we locked lips as she began to stroke her warm hand up and down my shaft, pulling away from the kiss and telling me to stand up straight. I did so, as she laid back onto her back, sliding her panties past her knees and throwing them to the floor, exposing her tiny, shaven pussy. Telling me to stand still as I began to make a move to hop onto the bed, Cas crawled across the bed on all fours and ran her soft lips over the length of my hard on, taking it into her warm, sweet mouth. Looking up at me as she kneeled on my bed, my cock in her mouth, she ran her hands over her chest and began to gently suck. I was now harder than I had ever been, in Cas's mouth, and I wanted her more than anything, but wasn't sure of how far she wanted to go. Cas let me slide out of her mouth as she lay flat on my bed, her head on my pillow, her legs slightly spread, as if inviting me to make a move.

Crawling across the bed and on top of a sweaty Cas, I reached my hand down between her legs and started to massage her increasingly wet little pussy as I tried to reach across to my chest of droors. Enfuriated by the revelation that I had been robbed off what I was looking for, I looked into Cas's lovely eyes to see her lick her lips, suggesting that we "fuck later and just mess round tonight" a proposition I quickly agreed to. Cas, with suprising force pushed me back slightly, and rolled over so that she was now on top. Whoa! That was a turn on, seeing her perky breasts just inches above my face, I couldnt help but kiss her chest and gently suck at her nipples. She kneeled over me, untying her hair and brushing it back behind her ears as I sat up and leaned against the back of my bed, sucking gently and extremely happily. Gently i pushed Cas back onto the bed and slid down her sweaty body until I had my head between her lovely tanned legs. She had both hands on her chest as I began to explore her with my tounge, enjoying the sweet taste of her pussy.

I lifted her up slightly and gently squeezed her tight ass as she began to slowly wriggle around, her breathing becoming heavier. Short and quiet moans of pleasure drove me on further, as I tounge fucked the cutest girl imaginable, squeezing at her cute butt and occasionally reaching up for a breast. Rubbing both of my hands up her stomach and onto her breasts, allowing her to place her hands over mine, I began to lick at her, wanting to hear her climax. Cas grew closer and closer until she gently bucked and arched her back, releasing a cry of my name as she came, squeezing my hands tightly to her breasts. Slowly she came back to earth, allowing me to pull back and look down upon the orgasmic mess that was Cas. She pushed her hair back from her face and regained her breathe, smiling a cute smile, looking down at where I remained extremely hard.

About three seconds had past before my hard on was back in Cas's warm mouth. I was sitting back against the top of my bed as she sucked me on all fours, my hands running down her back and onto her ass. I knew I wouldnt last long, a comment I made to Cas, who told me to make sure she could wear her hard work on her chest. Cas must have been bobbing her sweet head up and down, running her tounge around my cock for all of three or four minutes when I told her I was ready. It had been a solid two weeks since I had last relieved myself and I knew this would be an unbelievable release. Cas positioned herself against the top of my bed, me kneeling in front of her, my cock in her mouth as she jerked and played with my balls as well as her breasts. Looking deap into her eyes I withdrew from her mouth and took aim at her lovely chest, her rubbing her hand up and down my rod, making kissy faces as she jerked. I tipped my head back and let out a pleasure filled call of "oh cassie" as i unloaded two cumshots worth of cum onto her perky tits. Droplets of cum covered both of her breasts and her stomach, a few shots managing to hit her on the chin and cheeks, bringing forth a giggle of pleasure from my girl.

Cas then went to clean up, as I sat on my bed fighting to urge to txt msg Anthony and alert him that I just blew a massive load on his hot little sister's tits ...

Paul thoroughly enjoyed his extramarital affair with Stacy, but the guilt had begun to affect him. He also feared being caught. The last thing that he wanted was a divorce, since it would mean eternal damnation according to his belief system.

Nevertheless, he couldn't bring himself to end his relationship with the single mom. Not only was she absolutely delightful in bed, but she also seemed to understand and respect him more than his own wife did. It was a terrible dilemma for the exterminator. He wanted to stay married and avoid getting caught, but he also wanted his mistress. He couldn't give either of them up.

Michelle, for her part, had an awful secret as well. She had gotten an abortion behind Paul's back, because she didn't want any more children. It was against her Catholic faith, but she justified it by telling herself that it was dangerous to have more children so soon after her last baby. However, she knew that this act would enrage her husband if he discovered the truth.

She also felt guilty about having secret sexual fantasies about her friend, Karen. She didn't know why she desired to fuck a woman, but Karen was a former co-worker who had always seemed to provide her with risquй humor and plenty of fun. Of course, she was also in an unofficial marriage with a man named Rick and she was about a dozen years Michelle's senior.

The idea of being bisexual confused and terrified her. She knew that she wasn't a lesbian, because a lot of men excited her, but she now doubted that she was straight. Some of her thoughts, such as bending Karen over and licking her ass, particularly frightened her. Why would she want anything to do with anal sex? That was dirty and sick! She never did stuff like that with her husband, even when he asked to rim her.

Stacy, meanwhile, had no worries beyond what Michelle might do to her if she found out about the affair. She could just picture the jealous fury on her co-worker's face. She DID feel some guilt, but she thought that the wife, in this case, had asked for it by taking Paul for granted. That was something that Stacy could NEVER do. He was too great of a lover to her for that to happen. After all, didn't she deserve to be happy with a good man, even if it meant that his sour spouse would be hurt?

Paul knew how his paramour felt about his wife, but he thought that it was a lot easier for an outsider to take a harder and more disinterested view of his marriage than he did. Of course, Stacy didn't regard the matter of pain for his mate to be that important; she was not obligated by vows and a sacrament to either of them. If he were not Catholic, it would only be vows and a contract, but he firmly held to the tenets of his church, even though he presently engaged in violating them.

So, while a seemingly strict Catholic wife and mother hid her abortion and Sapphic lust behind a confusing and contradictory faзade, her equally fearful husband anxiously continued his adulterous liaisons with his mistress. He simply kept a tight lipped, placid appearance, while his worried spouse maintained her determination to seem simultaneously faithful and voyeuristic. Stacy just had a grin on her face that she refused to explain to anyone, especially her lover's official partner. She was the LEAST nervous person in that love triangle.

Nevertheless, secrets of such a powerful nature are difficult to keep, so Michelle let her cover slip on the matter of the abortion during a particularly angry dispute with Paul. He pointed out that she still seemed to hold a grudge against him for making her give him a 2nd child, when she snapped back at him.

"You won THAT battle, but you have lost the war! I'll NEVER bear you any more children! I've acted once to stop it and I will again if I must!" she thundered at a stunned husband.

"Mother of God! What the hell do you mean by that? How did you prevent it? Is that why our sex life has gone downhill? Have you been putting me off in the past week to keep from having more kids?" he demanded furiously.

"Partly. I was fertile last week, but if you had gotten me into bed, I'd simply have killed it like the last one!" she shouted.

"Kill what? What are you talking about? Did you have an abortion? Michelle, that's murder!" he probed with a mixture of panic and anger.

"Yes, I had an abortion. I know it's murder, but I don't fucking care right now. The child was better off dead than growing up with us. You're always complaining about my 'attitude' and I'm constantly mad at you lately. We're a terrible couple to raise a family and I REFUSE to have more rugrats anyway," Michelle declared.

"Yes, we do make a bad pair, don't we? Well, that's still no excuse for murder, dear. There IS such a thing as adoption, you know. Mind you, I'm in no place to lecture you about morality. I have to confess that I've been cheating on you," Paul responded.

"WHAT? Who's the slut? Who have you been fucking on the side, Paul? What's her name?" she screamed at him.

"Stacy. I've been sleeping with your co-worker. It started out as a fantasy, but I let it come true when I fumigated her apartment. It was wrong, but I can't stop doing it with her. I actually ENJOY her company in bed," he confessed.

"So, you're going to just keep fucking the tramp, are you? Don't I have anything to say about this? I'm your WIFE, for God's sake, man! You swore vows to me and took part in a sacrament in the Church! Now, I have to choose whether to put up with your infidelity and go to Heaven as a martyred wife or leave you and make sure that BOTH of us burn in Hell! There is NO SUCH THING as divorce for a Catholic; you DO remember that, don't you, Paul? You were in catechism. I can't divorce you! It's a mortal sin!" she yelled at him.

"Well, you can separate from me. I can move into the spare bedroom or somewhere else. Whatever the case, I don't need your sanctimonious claptrap right now! You fucking killed our baby! That's a far cry from an affair!" he retorted.

"Okay, but why? Why cheat on me? What have I possibly done to deserve such a betrayal? I've never been unfaithful to you!" Michelle demanded.

"Well, you sure sent me confusing signals about that, don't you? Of course, I never thought that you were ACTUALLY getting some on the side, but I wondered from time to time about that. I especially feared that you'd get drunk and do that. However, I'm not the model of marital fidelity anymore, am I? Be that as it may, abortion is a lot worse than adultery! I hurt a grown woman who happens to be my wife and the mother of my children. YOU, on the other hand, hired a so-called doctor who deserves to lose his license to kill an innocent child. Are you hiding anything else?" Paul declared.

"Well, maybe. How did my partying and going to male strippers mean that I was cheating, any more than your doing so made you unfaithful? Do you actually think that I would get so drunk that I would let some stranger seduce me? If anyone succeeded with me, it wouldn't be any of the strippers or guys at a bar. It wouldn't be a man at all.

"I have certain feelings for a girlfriend of mine, but she is involved and I'm married. Besides, I have mixed emotions about same sex activities. I guess that I've made too much of my fidelity because of her. I wanted to convince myself and others that I'm a straight, old-fashioned Catholic wife with basically traditional values, even if that is only partly true. If I leered at men too eagerly for your comfort, that was also because of my confusion. I'm sorry if I made you wonder about me. I guess that I've been a royal bitch lately. I haven't even made love to you in a while, have I?

"As for the abortion, well, I suppose that you're right. It's a pretty serious matter. I know it's a mortal sin. I know that you're furious that I've denied you children by that means. I've been selfish and dishonest. I've been overly critical of you in general. However, you are no saint yourself. You cheated on me and you have yet to explain why you did it," she commented.

"That's very simple. I was unhappy with you and wanted to sleep with someone with whom I could get along for a change. It was a pleasant difference, I must admit. That doesn't excuse my affair, but it IS my reason for it. She was friendly, willing, and available. Also, the fact that you took me for granted, because of my breast fetish, made me want to prove you wrong by screwing a woman who wasn't the busty type. There is nothing else to say," he admitted.

"So, that is it. Are you going to keep fucking around on me every time that you feel mistreated? For that matter, are you ever going to stop sleeping with Stacy? It sounded earlier like you weren't ready to give her up. I can't keep looking over my shoulders to see if you are going to betray me with another woman. I can't leave you either. I don't think that you really want to leave me, do you? You wanted children. Would you want them wondering where Daddy is? There is no solution here. For once, I don't have any answers. If you want to be head of the household, this is your chance, honey. You can figure something out for us," she urged him.

"You're right. I don't want to leave you. I don't want to break it off with Stacy, either. What I would want to do is not something that you could probably accept. I want to keep BOTH of you girls. I don't expect that you'll actually go along with that, but it is the only solution that I can propose wholeheartedly. Aside from that, I have nothing to suggest," he finally stated.

"So, you want to keep your present situation of a wife and a mistress, only now we'll both know about each other? What do I get if I agree to that? Shouldn't you grant me a favor in exchange for one? I think that I should be able to take a lover if you can: a woman. I want my own mistress. I think that's only fair, don't you?

"I love you, but I refuse to let you set a double standard. I'm not a weakling, you know. I'll put up with some things that are past, because of my own lies and cruelty. However, if we're going to start our marriage all over again, we need to treat each other with more honesty and respect than before.

"I would also suggest that you use a condom with me, since you want more children and I don't. Moreover, with each of us having lovers, there is a greater risk of disease that we shouldn't pass on to each other. I know that the Church forbids birth control, but we haven't exactly obeyed it in other things, have we?" Michelle responded.

"This other woman wouldn't be that girlfriend of yours, would she?" Paul asked suspiciously.

"No. Her boyfriend hasn't done anything to deserve that. I want some time to find a lover. Since you will have sex with Stacy during that period, I should get to try out some women before making my final choice. After all, you played the field a bit before we met. Don't worry. I won't neglect our children or become too promiscuous. I just want to experiment with a variety of women. I've never acted on my desires before. This is my opportunity. Whatever the case, you have my word that I will be careful with them. The condoms should help as well," she reassured him.

"Very well. I'll compromise. We'll both get what we want this way. The condom idea makes sense, as I don't want to catch anything from you. I also don't want to give any diseases to Stacy. I wouldn't want to give you anything that I caught from her, either. I know that I hurt you with my affair, just as you hurt me with your abortion, but I still love you. I know that you still love me, as you have said so.

"Since we have agreed not to separate or divorce, we'll just have to live with our past sins as well as our present ones. More to the point, we'll have to live with each other's sins. We must keep this secret from our kids, of course. They don't need to know about our activities, past or present," he concurred, though somewhat sad that they had admitted the failure of their attempt to conform to the ideals of their religion.

"True. It does make you wonder, doesn't? I mean, if it's so difficult and stressful to live by the principles of the Church, maybe Roman Catholicism isn't so right. After all, we have to disobey it's rules in order to do a lot of things or prevent them.

"If we had used birth control, for instance, there would have been no abortion. If we had taken lovers with each other's consent in the past, you'd have the children you want without putting me through the trouble of pregnancy again. I don't mind a child or two, but that's my limit. My health is being affected by these pregnancies, I suspect. That placenta previa occurrence happened just once, but it scared the shit out of me.

The idea of a teenage slumber party where gorgeous pubescent girls and guys all sleep semi-naked in a room together is something most of us would walk a million miles for. I was lucky enough to find myself at one accidentally.

I was 17 at the time and in my first year of a diploma course. My college friend Dan, whom I had recently met, had rented for the first time a place of his own. It was a fairly dingy garden-flat with just the one room containing a double bed and a kitchenette, and a bathroom. But it was all his. He was very excited and celebrated with a house-warming party. He and his gorgeous girlfriend Sara invited myself, Natalie, Lisa and Emily (all of whom were friends of Dan’s) to the pokey little flat for a Friday night drinking session.

We all got fairly hammered and long past midnight, when talk began of getting home, Dan suggested that we just crash for the night in the room with him. He had plenty of spare bedding because the flat had come with a couple of duvets and he had brought several with him when he moved. So we lay out an unzipped sleeping bag and some blankets over the floor, and placed the duvets on top, roughly designating three sleeping areas.

There was some brief chat about the arrangements. Dan and his girlfriend would have Dan’s double bed by the window and the rest of us would be under the three duvets that took up much of the floor. Natalie would sleep under a duvet of her own to the left of me, in a spot closest to the foot of the bed, and Lisa and Emily would lay together under a shared duvet, a few feet down from me on the right. I would be housed under my own duvet inbetween.

The three duvets had been laid out in such a way that they overlapped as there was barely room for one to be spread out to its full extent. The distance between the four of us on the floor was not great – I could have reached out a fully-stretched arm on either side and collided with Lisa and Emily or Natalie – but it was not cramped and with my arms resting at my side, I had enough space and comfort, I thought, for a few hours sleep.

It hadn’t escaped the attention of my teenage loins that I was sharing this big makeshift bed-on-the-carpet with three incredibly sexy young girls. But it didn’t fully register until we began to get ready for bed. I was the first to get ready and, whilst the others were still talking, I pulled off my jeans, socks and shirt and clambered under the duvet in my boxer shorts. Dan took off his khaki trousers, getting into bed in his T-shirt and shorts.

Given the shared nature of the space, the girls were perhaps a little more conservative in what they chose to wear. Sara got changed at the pillow-end of the bed which was just outside my view, so I couldn’t see what she did (or didn’t) have on when I heard the bedsprings squeak as she climbed in. Natalie had changed her clothes in the bathroom and entered the room in a peach-coloured vest which revealed her tanned stomach, and a pair of pale pink pyjama bottoms. Her figure was quite tall and slim with a deliciously round pair of rather large breasts. It occurred to me for the first time quite what a plesant idea it was to think I was to sleep in such close proximity to the three gorgeous girls.

As Natalie got under her duvet, Emily and Lisa were still giggling about something they had been discussing privately and, without much apparent conscious thought to what they were doing, began to undress for bed. It felt like I had won the lottery to see so much flesh from these two gorgeous blondes. Lisa removed her outer shirt to show a skimpy sleeveless vest. And they each removed the jeans they were wearing - Lisa revealing a pair men’s boxer shorts with Daffy Duck printed on front, and Emily a pair of white cotton panties, frustratingly concealed by the long Nirvana T-shirt she kept on. They got under the duvet to my right.

When we were all safely beneath our respective parts of the “bed”, Sara turned out the bedside lamp and the room was plunged into darkness. We talked and messed around for a while until the spaces between conversation grew longer and eventually a silence pervaded the room. It was not a pin-drop silence but rather that unmistakable silence you find when sharing a room of sleep with a number of people. There were sounds of breathing, of the ocassional throat clearing or a stifled yawn, and the noise of some rearranging of bodies in order to get more comfortable.

With the heavy-lined curtains in Dan’s room, we were plunged into a ‘hotel-room’ darkness to which our eyes could barely adjust. I lay listening to the silence for a while and once again felt a tingle of excitement at the idea I was to sleep so close to the half-naked girls. I found particularly exciting the fact that I could feel the physical warmth of their bodies on either side of me. And the fact that with my arms beneath the sheets, and the duvets overlapping, were I to slide a hand along just a few feet in either direction, my touch would be met by the young flesh of one of these divine young women… maybe it would be the baby-soft skin of Natalie’s exposed stomach. Or perhaps if I reached in the opposite direction I might find the warmth of Lisa’s shoulder, or Emily’s neck, as the two girls were laying further down from me.

Exciting as these thoughts were, and being a teenage boy, I instinctively reached down and pressed the outside of my boxer shorts. I had a growing erection and whilst it was not my plan to do anything about it – the movement and noise would be far too risky, especially when it was unlikely that everyone was asleep yet – I nevertheless gave it a nice but careful squeeze. Unsurprisingly, it felt so good that I lingered there longer than I had planned, never moving my arm too much but just pressing down against the tip. I was turning myself on more than I had intended and started to rub gently at the bulge. After a few more exquisite moments of this, each one fuelled by the tantalising notion of the half-naked beauties surrounding me, I became a little more daring and finally very gently pulled the waistband of my shorts down over my penis. Shuffling ever so slowly up the bed, I manoeuvered my shorts down past my buttocks until they were a few inches shy of my thighs.

Fearing suddenly that my actions may have been been heard, I returned my arms to my side with my heart thumping and lay completely still. My erection, now free from the constriction of my shorts, felt more delicious than ever, pressing up against the cotton of the duvet. I felt against my stomach that I had made the duvet wet.

After what seemed like an eternity of waiting, I plucked up the courage to return my hand to my groin and have a slow, careful stroke. A much heavier silence now hung over the room. I could hear the breathing pattern of at least two sleepers from somewhere nearby. But I also became aware that Natalie, to my left, might be still awake. I heard her rub her eye and let out a soft sigh that, although sleepy in sound, was unmistakably that of a part-wakeful human being. I found myself feeling disappointed and irritated that she was still awake and might become aware of the masturbation I now so desperately wished to carry out. It occurred to me she may already be aware. She may have even sensed me pulling my pants down. To cancel out this worry, and to avoid her having any cause for suspicion, I moved my hands out to my pillow and readjusted my sleeping position so that I was on my side with my back to her. This action would appear, I believed, to be that of an innocent sleeper manouvering himself into a more comfortable position.

Facing in the direction of Lisa and Emily’s part of the floor now, I listened out in the pitch dark for clear signs that either of the two girls were still awake. Their breathing was calm and quiet and I soon grew confident enough to return a hand to my now throbbing loins. I faced another frustrating problem when I realised that, laying on my side, I only had my left hand free. As a right handed man, this gave me nowhere near the desired angle or leverage on my ‘equipment’ and eventually I lost the inclination entirely, and decided I may as well just go to sleep. It was too awkward and risky. I decided to resort to hoping for a sexy dream instead, to relieve the hunger. It would have been a logistical nightmare anyhow, I reasoned, had I ejaculated. I returned my left hand to join my right, under the pillow, and settled down to sleep on my side.

It is impossible to say whether I did indeed fall asleep for a while, or if I just hovered at that hazy border between sleeping and waking, but one thing I know for sure is that I was very much awake for what happened next. All of a sudden, from Lisa and Emily’s side of the bed (which I was still facing), I felt a hand cautiously reach out and brush the skin of my thigh. I froze in shock and suspense, but didn’t move. I had no idea if it was Lisa or Emily’s hand, or whether the owner of the hand knew that I was still awake, but I decided it safer to lie still and pretend to be sleeping in case whoever it was stopped.

The hand very gently ran along the skin of my right thigh and over the material of my shorts up over my buttock. I remembered suddenly that my shorts were still pushed down beneath my crotch. The hand seemed to realise this at the same moment and I felt it follow the waistband around from my backside to the front of my thighs. The excitement of this silent, anonymous molestation was so intense that I felt my hard-on returning. Still I remained motionless as if fast asleep.

The hand gently wandered up the front of my shorts until it found where they stopped, just short of my groin. I buried my mouth in the pillow to stifle any audible changes to my breathing. The long-fingernailed hand rose up past the waistband and pressed softly at my pubic hair. It was a delirious eternity as I waited to see when the owner of the hand would discover the stiff erection sticking out a few centimetres away. The moment it did, my mystery girl’s fingers took gentle hold of the shaft. The sensation was indescribably delicious. I have rarely felt so horny as I did at that moment in Dan’s dark room, amid a bedsheet-sea of semi-clad teenage babes, one of whom had her uninvited hand wrapped around my cock.

Even more erotic to me became the fact that, seeing as Emily and Lisa were sleeping a few feet down from where I was on the floor, my eager erection could only be a foot or so away from the mouth of whichever girl was abusing me in the dark. Almost as quickly as I had formed this thought, I felt the owner of the hand quietly lift their head from off the pillow below and lower it under the edge of my duvet. Shortly afterwards I felt my seducer move her upper body until it was inches away from my legs.

Within a few seconds I felt the material of a T-shirt press against my thighs. So it was Emily. I remembered how appealing she had looked in her tiny cotton panties. I felt her warm breath on me as she slowly slid up my body until I sensed her mouth was perilously close to the tip of my penis. She lightly ran her tongue along the side and, when she reached the top, swallowed the end. I was met by the exquisitely warm, damp cavern of her mouth. I pretended to move a little ‘in my sleep’ and pressed my hips closer toward her, pushing my cock further into her wet mouth.

Something told me it was now safe to let her know I was conscious. Reaching a hand down to touch her back, I wrestled for a while to find an entrance to the oversized T-shirt. I could reach only a few inches down her spine but the flesh felt deliciously soft and warm . Taking her lips off me, she shuffled a little higher and closer under the covers, lifting her shirt at the front to offer me greater access. I slid a hand beneath and found the flat, smooth skin of her abdomen. Switching my caress higher, I found her neck and traced the skin down with my finger until I felt the bulge of a generous cleavage, caused by the sideways angle at which she was laying.

Continuing to allow me access to her chest, Emily’s lips found their way back around my penis and she began to suck on it again, this time masturbating me with a slow hand while she did so. It was a magical feeling, in the dark, receiving a discreet blow-job from this beautiful young blonde. While she sucked on me, I played with her warm breasts and felt them harden with goose bumps, the nipples grow beneath my fingertips. The T-shirt was riding up above her tits but it was still frustrating (and exciting) not to have easier access.

I trailed my fingers down her stomach until they found the upper edge of her panties. I could reach no further so Emily paused for a moment, allowing my cock to spring from her mouth, and again she shuffled her body quietly but efficiently up toward me. When she resumed her sucking, I had sublime access to her heavenly soft thighs, with their impossibly smooth insides, and the crotch to her drenched little panties. Peeling them away, I reached inside and found the wet, warm dew of her pussy. And sliding a solitary finger down the middle, I felt her jolt with pleasure for a moment, my cock still filling her mouth.

As I continued to rub slowly and secretly, the sensation must have flowed through her because she seemed less able to suck me off at the same time. She broke off and started to concentrate instead on what I was doing to her. She was still very quiet but I could hear from under the sheets her breathing had quickened. I slid my fingers into her slippery cunt and pressed down at the top with the palm of my hand. I could feel her push her soaking little crotch harder against my fingers with every motion.

My free hand found her breasts and played with their round flesh. Once again I was restricted by the T-shirt riding above them and I was pleased when suddenly I felt her take it off. I had a shock however when I realised that Emily’s arms were both reaching towards me under the duvet as the T-shirt was removed. This was not possible unless… somebody else was taking it off for her? No sooner did I have the thought than I felt a second pair of hands pull the T-shirt away from Emily’s head and take hold of her breasts from behind. Now there were two major bits of news to take in… Lisa was awake. And she had just stripped Emily.

Very quickly I felt a rush of movement and realised Lisa’s hands were touching Emily all over. I also felt them stray to caress my thighs. I reached down for what I guessed was Lisa. I couldn’t get far but discovered she too was now topless in the dark beneath the duvet cover. This was too good to be true.

Caring far less about making a noise but still being sensible, I moved my body farther down, towards the two girls. In return I felt Lisa move her body closer to mine, with Emily, in now just a tiny pair of damp panties, sandwiched inbetween. I could sense that Emily and Lisa were kissing beneath the sheets, but I could hear very little that confirmed it for certain. They seemed to be masters of the clandestine sexual encounter.