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The day seemed to drag on forever; the office just couldn't hold her interest today. Maria had called this morning and told Peggy that she needed to come to the meeting this evening because they were going to discuss her membership in the motorcycle club. Peggy was supposed to wear her sexiest outfit in order to better influence the membership.

Peggy couldn't contain her excitement! This was what she had been waiting for, finally to be accepted into the family and have friends in town.

She was going through her wardrobe in her mind trying to find just the right outfit. She settled on the short leather skirt she had recently purchased and the new black thong panties should go well with it. She struggled with which top would go best, the new red camisole would go well with a black vest she had in the closet, she remembered the biker who had left the vest and a smile came to her face as her pussy became very wet at the memory of the fantastic sex they had had over the years, she wondered when he would return to rekindle the desire. She decided on the black lacy bra with the vest, not wanting to take any chances on being asked to join the club.

Her mind went back to John and the great sex they had had, she closed her office door and let her mind wander for a while. She began to rub her already erect nipples at the thought of how he had touched and sucked them. Her pussy was becoming wetter as she ran a finger past her skirt and up to her hot mound. Her body trembled with excitement as she thought of his tongue and the magic it had worked when he had been there. She reached into the drawer that held her vibrator, and she flipped the switch and felt her pussy get even wetter. As usual it was over too soon, but at least there was some satisfaction.

Peggy rushed home at last; she fixed a small snack her nervousness covering up any hunger she might have. She opened a bottle of Riesling and poured a glass, it helped a little. She showered, trimmed her pussy and fixed her makeup, another glass of wine seemed like a good idea so she poured one. The outfit was lying on the bed, so Peggy tried it on. She checked herself in the mirror; she did look hot for a 50-year-old, she decided she would go out with her if she met her in a bar.

The phone rang, it was Maria, she was offering to come over and give Peggy a ride to the meeting. Peggy's excitement was growing, but she was a little nervous so she readily agreed and they settled on a time to meet.

Peggy still had an hour to kill so she finished the bottle of wine and was starting to get a little bit of a buzz; she figured it would help with the anxiety of waiting for the meeting.

Maria arrived at the door, she was looking pretty hot herself, dressed in a short skirt with a halter-top, Peggy was impressed. She felt her own desire grow as Maria came in and surprised her with a large hug. She held the hug a little longer than was necessary and was surprised when Maria rewarded her with a long kiss as well. Maria slipped her tongue past Peggy's lightly parted lips and explored her mouth lusciously. Her hands began to caress Peggy's already aroused breasts, her nipples were throbbing wanting more, without a word Peggy guided Maria to the bedroom, where they slowly undressed each other exploring each others bodies with soft caresses from hands and tongues.

Peggy laid Maria back on the bed and admired her erect nipples and very wet pussy. She climbed on top and began to kiss Maria passionately; she covered her neck and her chest with kisses as she moved toward the wonderful tits. She sucked each nipple, nibbling a little, smiling as she heard the little moans of pleasure coming from Maria. Her hands were exploring everything Maria had to offer, her fine titties, and her soft sides, running through her soft hair, working down to the silky mound nestled between her legs. She moved her kisses slowly downward taking her time anticipating the sweet taste of the other woman's hot pussy. She kissed all around teasing and arousing Maria even more. Peggy suddenly dipped her tongue into the steaming mound, searching and finding the erect throbbing clit that made Maria groan loudly.

Maria grabbed Peggy's head and pushed it harder into her mound, starting to fuck Peggy's face as she came hard, screaming out her passion.

Peggy started licking even harder, moving down to Maria's asshole, feeling another orgasm building already. This woman can come quick Peggy thought.

Peggy ran her finger around Maria's asshole as she moved back to licking and sucking her clit, she could feel Maria pulling away a little, so she licked harder and held on tightly. Suddenly she plunged her finger into Maria's tight little asshole, still licking her clit furiously and felt Maria's orgasm slam into her.

They snuggled on the bed for a few minutes as Maria regained her composure. Maria started to kiss Peggy all over, taking her time to cover all the same things that Peggy had. As her orgasm approached and crashed through her Peggy knew this was going to be a night like no other.

As they arrived at the bar, Peggy noticed about a dozen motorcycles, she recognized several of them, but she knew she hadn't met all the club members yet anyway.

She noticed the closed sign as they entered the bar, but Peggy didn't think much about it. The bar was dimly lit as most bars are, but Maria led her right to the back room where the meeting was to be held. Maria introduced her to the men that were there; it seemed a little strange that there were only men, but Peggy shrugged it off, she was excited to be here.

Maria took her aside and informed her that she was supposed to serve the men their beers and drinks, so Peggy got started taking orders. She was flirting with the men that were there as a good waitress is supposed to do. The men were patting her ass, rubbing her legs; sometimes they would grab her tits, giving them a good squeeze. Peggy was getting hotter by the minute; she had had a couple of margaritas, while she was serving the men so she had lost her nervousness. She was listening to the proceedings of the meeting when they came to the part for new members.

Maria was called forward to start the proceedings for Peggy's joining the group; everyone agreed that she had done a good job serving them their drinks. Peggy was called forward and as she approached Maria, Maria grabbed her and started to kiss her passionately, Maria started to undress her in front of everyone and Peggy struggled a little. Maria whispered that she should just go along if she wanted to be a part of the club, so Peggy, who was getting more aroused as they went, gave in and let Maria undress her. Maria paraded her around for everyone to see, the men were hooting and hollering, and Maria did a strip tease for them all and motioned Peggy over to dance with her. They were dancing and rubbing and getting hotter all the time, when Maria laid back on the pool table and pulled Peggy with her. Peggy was really into the moment and started to make love to Maria, kissing her all over, moving down towards the prize she sought, the men were growing more excited watching.

As Peggy started to lick Maria's clit, she felt hands on her ass, and then she felt a huge cock slide into her waiting pussy. She stopped licking for a minute to enjoy the sensation of being filled with a hard cock, but Maria pulled her mouth back down and Peggy began to lick harder as she felt the cock in her pussy begin to swell, about to shoot his load in her. She fucked back harder, wanting more of the cock in her, licking even harder as she felt Maria getting closer.

The cock in her pussy exploded about the same time as Maria's orgasm and they both pulled away, only to be replaced by another cock in her pussy and a second one in her mouth. Peggy willingly obliged, running her tongue up and down the hard shaft in front of her, while feeling a new cock slide deep into her hot wet pussy. It was hard to concentrate as she felt another cock being slipped into her hand. She started to stroke it and found another cock for her other hand, all of the cocks were driving her crazy. She was having a hard time concentrating on any one of them, when she noticed that Maria was involved in the same activities on the pool table next to her. Peggy felt an orgasm building as she was surrounded by all this sexuality, the cock in her mouth started to throb ready to explode, she eagerly awaited the load she was about to receive. Suddenly the cock was pulled out and the load of cum erupted into her face, dripping from her nose and eyes back onto the cock that had given the gift. The cock in her pussy was pounding harder and faster reaching its peak as well, Peggy fucked back ignoring the cum on her face, focusing on the rhythm in her pussy, her own orgasm building. She felt the release in her pussy, throbbing and hot as the cock was pulled out and replaced with still another. She felt the cocks in her hands starting to release as well, another large dick was in her face now and she gladly started in sucking on it. It was being pounded into her mouth furiously and she went along with it. She could feel her own release coming harder now, building like none she had ever had, she felt the cocks pounding in her pussy, her mouth and now two more in her hands, she thought about the cum that was all over her and suddenly her orgasm exploded in her. She fucked hard onto the cock behind her, took the cock in her mouth all the way in and furiously stroked the cocks in her hands as all of the cocks exploded with her.

The cocks all slipped away only to be replaced by more. Peggy felt a familiar pressure on her asshole and smiled as a nice hard cock began to slip slowly into her tight asshole, she let the cock all the way in and started to fuck slowly back onto the hard member as she started to suck the new cock being slid into her willing mouth. This continued for hours until everyone was totally spent, the vote was taken and Peggy was unanimously accepted into membership.

She kissed all the men goodbye and walked to the car with Maria, holding hands as they headed for home both smiling about the wonderful evening.

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I am not sure now why I did it. I had only been in California a few days and came over as an English nurse on an exchange visit. A girl friend, who is a Californian, had arranged for me to meet a boy and we were to go out for a drink and to a nightclub. Something had gone wrong with the arrangements and I found myself standing beside the road at least half an hour after I should have been picked up.

Suddenly a pickup came to a sudden halt beside me. A couple of young boys asked me if I needed a lift and I answered that my date seemed to have stood me up. I would certainly have thought twice about accepting a lift from strangers back home in England and of course I shouldn't have accepted their invitation. They said that they were having a party back at home and I was welcome to join them. On the spur of the moment and because I was, so to speak, all dressed up and nowhere to go, I said "OK then!"

One of the boys jumped out and I was literally bundled inside to sit between them. I realised immediately that I had stupidly placed myself in a dangerous situation and have to admit that I probably subconsciously deliberately took a risk because of the sexual thrill that it gave me.

We drove for several miles and came to a gas station. They had been chatting to me and the boys said they were 18 year old twins and I said, "same age as me." The boy who was driving pulled up outside the gas station. Without saying a word he went in and I saw him go to the men's room. I considered whether I should try and get out but I was too far from anywhere and I feel sure the other boy would have grabbed me if I had tried to get out. We drove off again and I was feeling very panicky. One of them said they were going to their sister's place and she would be there so I shouldn't worry.

We arrived at the house and once again I was sandwiched between them as we entered. No sign of another girl but a third boy was present. I guess he was in his twenties and I have to say that he was very good looking. All the boys fitted my preconception about Californian males. They were bronzed with the sun and muscular.

They were seated and I was not immediately offered a chair. I began to feel like a fawn who has been surrounded by a pride of lions. Where would all this end, I wondered.

Fear is a powerful aphrodisiac and I could feel my panties becoming damp. My brain was telling my vagina that it should be well lubricated for what is likely to happen soon! At any moment I imagined that the two younger brothers would seize my arms and older brother would tell me that I had two options.

Either I could undress in front of them and we could all go upstairs to bed and have some fun, or I could play it the hard way and get stripped naked and carried upstairs to be held down while all three of them took turns with me. Frankly I was terrified.

Then, much to my surprise, a slightly older young woman, who turned out to be their sister, did put in an appearance. She said that she was pleased to see me and the boys explained that I had agreed to come to the party! She looked at the boys and then to me. I had seen myself in a mirror and the colour had drained from my face. I must have looked very different from the bronzed girls they were used to.

I hadn't been over from England for many days and my skin was still quite white and not tanned. Also, because I had arranged to go to a nightclub I was wearing a cocktail dress and nylons. All very different to the local girls, who seemed to live in jeans and Lycra shorts etc. I was certainly a picture of femininity!

Big Sis, whose name was Beverley told me that I was a very pretty girl, but then I already knew that! I had a good figure with nice breasts that, like many English girls, were a bit on the small side but nevertheless perfectly formed. I was smaller in stature than the typical American teenager but in terms of sheer sex appeal I knew that most boys approved.

Beverley then demanded to know what party! Girls are no different than boys and sex is on there minds just as much or more so. The presence of Beverley in the house had changed my outlook dramatically and I no longer felt that I was about to be gangbanged. I had become very sexually aroused by the whole atmosphere of menace which had prevailed.

Big brother then said his name was Randy. I laughed out loud and he became annoyed and asked me what the joke was. I explained that in England that was certainly not a boy's name and the word simply referred to a person being "sexy!" I said that one might use the word by saying, for instance, that so and so is "feeling randy tonight!" They all laughed at this and Randy said that fitted him exactly!

I told them that they should call me Penny. One of them said that was an unusual name and I explained that it was short for Penelope. It was their turn to laugh because, as Randy said, it sounded so very English and "upper class!"

Beverley poured some drinks and they asked my about myself and whether I liked being in the US. The atmosphere became relaxed and we all enjoyed each other's company. Randy eventually said "well are we going to have a party or not?"

They put some music on and Randy produced some playing cards. At the sight of the cards it seemed that Beverley was no longer required. "OK you guys, I am going to watch TV." She could see that I was not a brash experienced girl and her parting remark to me was, "if those Guys get out of hand Honey, you just holler!"

I felt all the better for that until Randy said that we should play Poker for money. "I haven't got any money," I said. Of course the real reason for producing the cards and for Beverley's sudden departure was Strip Poker, no less! "Its not fair boys" I said in what they considered to be my "classy English voice."

"Neither is three against one!"

I wasn't going to let them think that this little English girl wasn't brave and anyway, as I said, girls are as sexy as boys and I was really "up for it" by now. So it was with a feeling of real sexual adventure on my part that Randy dealt the first hand. I felt like a condemned person asking for one last wish when I suggested that we should play a couple of dummy hands so that I might get the hang of it. This request was, of course, flatly refused!

Before the "game" started properly Randy got up and poured me another drink. After he did this he again came up behind me and held my shoulders. I have to say that I thrilled to his touch and when he kissed me on my neck I felt his hot breath in my ear and I made no attempt to stop him.

I promptly lost the first hand. What a surprise! I took a shoe off and fully expected the boys to gang up against me and tell me that wasn't enough. However, I guess they thought they would soon have this pretty little girl in her underwear and the next hand was dealt.

One of the younger brothers lost a shoe and the boys lost shoes and socks in the next few minutes. All I lost was my other shoe. The boys then lost their shirts and I still lived a charmed life! As one of the younger brothers who was the same age as me lost his shirt a large packet of condoms fell out on to the table. So this was why he visited the Gas station. I blushed crimson at this and Randy just said that they were Boy Scouts once and "Be Prepared" was their motto!

One of the younger brothers objected to losing his shirt and glared at Randy. "You have to play the game," I said and got up to pull his shirt off his back. Everybody laughed at this but he no doubt wanted to know why their victim wasn't being stripped.

Randy once more poured some drinks. They weren't strong and I felt that it wasn't his intention to make me drunk. He came up behind me again and this time put his hands around me and on to my breasts. He squeezed them gently and in reply I offered my face up towards him. Our wet lips met and we kissed gently and in a really sexual way.

This was my surrender and Randy knew it. He squeezed my breasts once more and I whispered in his ear. He undid the ribbon of my ponytail and I shook my long blonde hair over my shoulders. I had surrendered to an inevitable fate and this was my surrender flag! I felt so aroused.

The boys continued to have bad luck and the two younger ones lost their jeans before Randy himself lost his shirt. Their skin glistened and their muscles were a big "turn on" for me. Of course Randy had controlled the game from the start and eventually I lost the vital hand which was to mean taking my dress off in front of them.

Randy just sat there and the other two held my arms as if I was about to try and run away. I felt fingers fumbling with the dress fasteners behind me. I was looking straight at the seated Randy and he was looking straight into my eyes. My sexual arousal was so great that I felt weak at the knees. The feeling of fear and panic returned but after the enthusiastic way that I had taken part in what was, after all, just a sex game, I had no right to complain.

My glamorous cocktail dress was eventually pulled off my shoulders and slid silently down to my ankles. Randy was in line with my waist and could see that the sexy slip I was wearing was only just concealing my stocking tops. One of the younger boys gasped and made no attempt to hide the fact that he was holding himself.

Randy rose from his chair and came up behind me once more. He put his hands around my waist and squeezed my body to him. Playtime's over children, he said. Time for bed! I couldn't have agreed with him more!

His hands reached down and grasped the hem of my lacy slip. In one movement he lifted it over my head. He undid the fastener of my bra and took it off whilst at the same time managing to briefly caress my breasts. I was now in full view of the three boys in just my panties, which had an enormous wet stain on the front of them and nylons and, of course, my garter belt.

Just before leaving England I had taken a weekend trip to Paris and the underwear that I had on was a particularly sexy underset from there. They weren't panties really, but a pair of ravishing French knickers. This meant that they came right up to the waist and had little short wide leg openings trimmed with lace. All the underwear was a matching feminine pink. Not a bit like the mini briefs and thongs that I noticed most of the local girls favoured.

We turned to go upstairs to bed and just as the other boys had gone before us Randy cuddled me once more from behind and slipped his hand into my French Knickers to feel my pussy. Somehow I was surprised and a little shocked that he should do that just then and he realised that I was a little surprised. "I'm sorry honey," he said, "I shouldn't have done that but there was something that I just had to know."

"Did you find out what you wanted to know," I asked him a little indignantly? "Yes, I did," he said, "and I know now that you are one gorgeous girl." I grabbed the bulge in his pants. "How would you like me to do that to you I asked?" Silly question really!

Randy bundled me upstairs and into a bedroom with a king size bed. I was ordered on to the bed immediately and I lay on my back. One of the boys parted my legs and I felt completely vulnerable and totally aroused. One of the younger boys knelt on the bed between my legs and grasped the elastic of my panties. I obediently lifted my bottom to allow them to be slipped off me.

The reason for Randy's hand in my knickers became obvious. He had wanted to know if my pussy was shaved. I dislike pubic hair and had shaved it off only that evening and that is why he was so thrilled with me.

Younger brother had removed his boxer shorts and he flinched when I held his rock hard erection to put a condom on. He was so excited and was having trouble locating my slippery vagina. I held him again and guided it in. As he began to push in and out of me I sensed that he was not going to last long. Sure enough, before I could start to really enjoy the sensation that I had waited all evening for he groaned and I could feel him pumping into me before he collapsed on top of me.

I wasn't surprised because I had glimpsed him playing with himself most of the time that we had been playing cards. "Sorry," he said as we briefly hugged each other.

I may not have been a sexually very experienced girl but neither was I a virgin. However, so far in my short life the sexual act had been a real disappointment. The first two boys that I had opened my legs for were also so excited with what was happening that they both reached their climax before I had began to enjoy it properly. My fingers had so far proved to be the best lovers and never failed to produce an orgasm when I masturbated, which, like all teenagers, I did frequently.

Boy number two was already beside the bed with his shorts off and caressing his penis! This was the first time in my life that I was having sex whilst people looked on. I might have thought that this was an embarrassment but instead I was really enjoying being looked at. Must be the exhibitionist in me!

I was completely shameless by now and enjoying the power that I imagined I was wielding over these boys. I smiled at boy number two and beckoned to him with my finger. He knelt between my legs and laid on me as he kissed me. He tried to put his manhood straight into me but I was having none of it. "Hey," I said, "what about a condom big boy!" Once again I held his erection steady to slip a condom over the end and he immediately slid into me.

We started to fuck at a furious rate and just as I was beginning to think that my ambition of having an orgasm with a boy inside me was about to be realised there was someone calling from below. It was Beverley and she was half way up the stairs. "Sorry to spoil your fun," she said, "but that friggin bed is going to damage the wall unless you do something to stop it banging against the wall when you are having your fun!"

My partner withdrew immediately just as Beverley came right into the bedroom. "Its OK," she said, "I have seen it all before!" They pulled the bed away from the wall and Beverley looked down on me. It was strange that I simply revelled in being naked in the presence of the boys but felt quite embarrassed when Beverley looked down on me. "God, you are lovely," she said and with that bent down and kissed me full on the lips before disappearing downstairs again. "Oh her, she is just as keen on the girls as the boys," said her brother.

My partner had lost his hardness and I masturbated him until he was up to speed! We both gasped as he put it in and he was soon off at a furious pace. I could feel my orgasm building and had nearly "gone over the top" when I felt him coming inside me. "Don't stop now, please don't stop now," I panted but it was too late and he collapsed on top of me. "Did you like that," he asked me? "It was lovely darling," I said. I just hadn't got the heart to tell him that he had left me behind.

There was no sign of Randy and I was desperate for him to come to bed with me. I got off the bed and straightened my honey coloured nylons and shook my hair out. Then he appeared and immediately crushed me to him. He still had his jeans on and he stood in front of me as I sat on the bed. I undid his buckle and his zip and pulled his jeans down.

His penis was making a tent of his boxer shorts and I lost no time in pulling them down. His manhood shot out as if released from a gun and it was right in line with my face. Impetuously I kissed the end of it. Then, feeling very brave I managed to get my lips around it and wet kissed it. I had never had oral sex before and had always thought that it was something that I could never bring myself to do.

Randy was still standing in front of me and my hand was holding his shaft firmly. Slowly I took his knob into my mouth and began ever so gently to suck it, whilst at the same time pulling it in and out of my mouth. This made me wild with desire and I was soon literally fucking him with my mouth.

He couldn't stand too much of that and picked me up to lay me gently on my back on the bed. I spread my legs and allowed him to kneel between them. He looked down at me and I must have been a picture of desire for him. My head was framed by my blonde hair which lay on the pillow all around. My legs were apart and my honey coloured nylons were all that I had on.

Randy then leant forward and we kissed and kissed each other. His mouth was on one of my breasts and he suddenly bit the nipple hard with his teeth. I yelped but he paid no attention and his mouth was now on my other breast. I braced myself because he had me in an iron grip and I couldn't avoid letting him do just as he wished. I yelped in pain again as his teeth closed on the other nipple. "You bastard," I said and promptly hungrily returned his passionate kiss, which he had planted, on my mouth by way of saying he was sorry. Sorry indeed! he knew just what he was doing because my tingling nipples were sending a sharp sensation of pleasure right down to my vagina.

Randy was everything I knew that he would be when I first ran an approving look over him. His lovemaking was very controlled and he was doing sensational things to my vulnerable body.

He then kissed me all the way down to my vagina. Kneeling on the floor he pulled me to him and the next thing I knew was that he was kissing my clitoris and darting his tongue in and out of my vagina. This was too much and after a few seconds of being treated in this way I held his head firmly whilst I shuddered in the throws of a wonderful orgasm.

He rose to his feet and picked me up in his arms to lay me higher on the bed. I eagerly parted my legs for him to kneel between them and got a condom from the bedside. What a stud! As I rolled it on to him I could see that he was hard as iron. The prospect of fucking me was enough in itself to bring him to full erection without me playing with him again.

He was kneeling in an upright position and held my waist with his hands. Suddenly he pulled me on to him and I gasped as he fitted me over his manhood rather than sliding into me.

Almost immediately he hit a devastating pulsing rhythm in and out of me. I felt my climax building as he relentlessly fucked me with that oh so reliable pulsing rhythm. I was soon "over the top again" and my whole body was shuddering. He must have felt my vagina twitching and contracting as it does in orgasm because as soon as I lay still he pulled out.

His knee was in my crotch as we kissed each other and he then instructed me to kneel whilst he took me from behind. This was a new sensation for me and I must say that it is now a favourite position.

He was giving me a lesson in lovemaking and I adored him for it. Something else that I never knew I had was the ability to have multiple orgasms. What a lucky girl to be able to come not once, but two or three, or even four times, one after the other.

His regular pulsing rhythm was inducing another lovely climax and I was soon shivering and shuddering in the throws of yet another orgasm. When it was over I sighed and collapsed on the bed.

Randy was not finished with me yet, however. He made me kneel again and began to put his fingers in my vagina and then inserted a finger into my bottom. This was another unexpected thrill but then he wanted to push his manhood into it. We tried two or three times and Randy was being ever so gentle but I began to panic that he would just thrust it good and hard and that might really hurt.

I said to him, "When I first arrived you said that nothing would happen to me that I didn't want to do. Well, darling please don't do that any more in case you hurt me." He promised that far from hurting it would be something that in future I would always want to happen to me. But Randy was as good as his word and stopped trying.

He then lay on the bed and facing him lowered myself on to his lovely big cock. It was my turn to be in control and I proceeded to fuck him fast and furious as my thighs bounced up and down. My firm breasts were dangerously near his mouth and he was able to wet kiss them as we fucked. Suddenly his time had come and he threw me off him and on my back on the bed. He knelt and masturbated himself just two or three times before suddenly shooting all over my breasts.
I thought that this was just about the most erotic thing that could ever happen to me. It was as if he were saying you are my pretty little white slave girl and I am your master. He had thrown me off him just as another orgasm was building and this fact coupled with my erotic fantasy about being his slave girl was enough to make me want to play with myself. So, lying alongside my exhausted master I began to furiously and shamelessly masturbate. Randy held me tight as I shuddered uncontrollably in the grip of orgasm. "Honey," he said, "you sure are one hot chick!" I had to agree with him, I sure was one hot chick!

We lay in each other's arms and talked for a few minutes. Eventually I said that I really must be getting home. He rose and slipped his boxer shorts on and I found my French knickers and put them on. I guess we had talked for too long because I could see that Randy was recovering fast and a bulge was once more appearing in his boxer shorts!

Suddenly he gripped me from behind and his hand dived into my knickers to tweak my cherry! "Oh no you don't," I said and tried to break free from him. But it was too late and I was literally tossed on to the bed.

"Lift your butt," he ordered. "No," I defiantly cried. "OK," he said," we will do it the hard way," and with that he opened my legs and could see his target up through the wide legs of my knickers. He slipped into me before I could struggle against him. This time he lay on top of me and my head was cradled in his hands and against his chest. His thighs had forced my legs apart and I was helpless as he began to have sex with me again. "You are raping me," I gasped.

"You are loving it," he panted.

"I am loving it," I gasped.

But he had hit that devastating pulsing rhythm and it was time to get down to the urgent business in hand. I didn't want to get left behind and when his pace started to quicken I imagined he was about to come. Despite the fact that I didn't believe that he had rolled a condom on I gasped, "don't stop now, please don't stop now darling." It was more important to me to climax even if it might make me pregnant. Now that's real passion!

I was climaxing just as he was pumping his seed into me. We lay once more exhausted and then I remembered that all this had happened without a condom! Fortunately my Randy had quickly turned away from me and rolled another one on after he threw me on the bed. In the end he admitted that I was going to be OK.

"You bastard," I said and sat astride his chest. I pinned his arms above his head. Bad move! It meant my breasts were in line with his mouth and he immediately wet kissed each of them. I stiffened when he did it but this time there was no sharp nip.

I just fucked you when you still had those sexy panties on he said. I patiently explained that they weren't panties but French knickers and anyway most people in England referred to panties as knickers.

We got off the bed and held each other briefly before going downstairs. To my embarrassment Beverley was in the room with the other boys. She looked both of us over and then spotted my French knickers for the first time. "Wow," she said, "sexy, sexy panties!"

Randy playfully pinned my arms behind me and my breasts stuck invitingly out. "They are not panties, they are French knickers," said Randy in his best imitation English accent.

Beverley then put her hand firmly on my pussy. I was passed caring what happened to me that evening and at the time I wasn't the least bit surprised. "I was going to ask you if you had a good time up there but I can feel how wet your knickers are," she said. "I have had the time of my life," I said.

Beverley fastened my bra and helped me on with my dress and Randy took me home and we arranged to meet again the next week. We have some unfinished business he said, mysteriously...

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I watched you from my table as you entered the side walk cafe, your stride slow and purposeful. I nodded as our eyes met, affirming that it was me you were to met. After months of planning we had selected a remote quaint area, where no one knew our names, or bothered to glance our way. The bed and breakfast with the outdoor cafe was the perfect place.

Our eyes locked as your crossed the room. Trying to keep my composure, I rose from my chair and reached out my hand as you stood before me. You take my hand in yours and pull me in close and we hug, knowing how anticipated this moment would be. We hugged for what seemed like an eternity, you slowly releasing me with a soft kiss on my forehead. My legs shaking we both sat down, starting to laugh at our own nervousness. A waiter approached the table and we ordered drinks, either one of us too nervous to eat.

We feel into conversation naturally, joking and laughing and making each other smile. An hour has passed quickly as we finished our drinks and decided it was time for what we had been long anticipating. After paying the bill, we walked through the foyer and crossed to the stairs up to the room I had reserved.

The room was nicely decorated with antiques and a king size bed with a mirrored ceiling. We gazed around the room and both began to laugh while we studied the mirrors, you taking me into your arms and kissing me, my legs feeling weak from your touch. Our tongues entwined, we both felt the passion that had been long awaited. Slowly, still kissing, you unbutton my gray top, pushing it off my shoulders onto the floor. I could feel myself tremble as you stared at my breasts under my white lace bra. I reached for your shirt and lifted it off over your head onto the bed, my nails, lightly stroking your chest and back. My hand slowly finds its way to your jeans and one by one I unbutton you, feeling your hardness through the jeans and pushing them down to the floor, as you step out of them. I look up into your smiling eyes as you reach for my skirt and pull if off, exposing the matching white lace thong beneath.

I take your hand and lead you to the bed, letting you know I want you laying on your back across the bed. I walk around to the other side and bend over to kiss you, while your hands find my head and pull my lips to yours. You never heard Vanessa, my best friend enter the room.

Kissing passionately, un-aware of Vanessa's presence, you feel your hard throbbing cock being consumed by Vanessa's mouth. Knowing it couldn't possibly be me, you broke from our kiss and looked down to see beautiful Vanessa licking your cock. You glanced back at me with a look of approval and pull me over your head, so my pussy is in your face. I feel your tongue plunge into me, my pussy already wet. My lips met Vanessa's as we kissed and both played with your cock, our free hand groping at each other breasts. I could feel how turned on you were as you licked and tongued my wet pussy.

Vanessa licking and sucking on your balls as I sucked the precum from your cock, sharing it with Vanessa, our tongues meeting and lusting for more. Vanessa and I traded places. I wanted her to experience the exquisite touch of your expert tongue. I continued to lick your cock, and taking my tongue up to your ass, making you nice and wet so I could penetrate with my finger. I could hear you moaning with the pleasure it brought. I could feel you were ready to cum, so as you continued to work on Vanessa, I climbed up and lowered my wet pussy, sliding down the length of your cock. Rocking, I could feel you deep inside of me. The passion rising in all of us, all ready for what would seem one big organism. At the next moment, my screams were echoed by Vanessa's, both a feverish pitch as we came, our bodies racked with spasms. I heard you let out a moan and I felt your cum enter me, over and over. Finally, overcome with exhaustion, we fell onto the bed in a heap, resting and anticipating what would happen next.

Part II

We slept for what seemed like hours, me awakening first, I quietly got out of bed and went in to take a shower, letting you two rest in quiet slumber.

The feel of the spray hitting my back felt good as I put my head under the shower and stood letting it pelt me with eyes closed. My sharp intake of breath brought me back to reality, as I looked down to see Vanessa's tongue entering my pussy, never hearing her enter the shower. She looked up and smiled then continued to eat my wetness. I propped one foot up on the side of the tub to make her access to my pussy non-restrained. Her hands rubbing the inside of my thighs as she sucked on me, licking my hard clit and thrusting her tongue deep inside. I leaned my body over hers and began to massage her breasts, her nipples hardening to my touch. Enjoying the feel of my hands on her made her thrust her tongue deeper inside, bringing me to new heights of awareness. I knew she loved the taste of my cum, as she smiled at me when I let loose in her mouth, sucking long and hard, as spasms racked my body.

I pulled Vanessa to her feet, as we em-braced and our tongues met, kissing passionately while the pelting from the shower continued. Our hands finding each others breasts and exploring one anthers body. I looked up to see you entering the shower, behind Vanessa, who was not aware of your presence. You winked at me as I spread Vanessa's legs apart with my feet as you went down and started to tongue her ass and on to her pussy. She seemed to melt at your touch. Our tongues searching each others mouth, I slowly moved my mouth to her breasts and sucked on them, tenderly biting each nipple. Flicking each nipple with my tongue, as your tongue continued to probe her pussy. Your hands enveloping her body. I went down to my knees, my hands caressing her flat stomach, as our tongues met, both of us sucking and lapping at her wetness, begging for more. It didn't take long for Vanessa to release herself to us, both of us sharing the delicate wetness that flowed from her.

Vanessa turned as you stood, you taking her into your arms and sharing the taste of her pussy. It was finally your turn.

We put you in between us, knowing we both wanted to share everything about you. You came to me with knowing, thanking eyes, that you had loved every minute of this so far, and didn't want it to end. You're passionate kiss and caress confirmed it all. The shower was hitting your chest as I worked my way down the front of you kissing and licking as I went. Vanessa was doing the same from the back. I could feel your legs tremble as I went down on your hard throbbing cock, sucking you into my mouth, Vanessa tonguing your ass at the same time. I tongued my way down to your balls, as did Vanessa, out tongues meeting and both felt the arousal it had caused. We both wanted to consume you. Your cock, so rock hard, I could feel the veins pulsating as I once again took you into my mouth as Vanessa slowly inserted her finger into your wet ass. Slowly, she moved her finger around touching areas, making you moan out loud, as I moved my hands up and down your thighs, massaging your cum filled balls. The ecstasy filling you, you grabbed my head and pulled it in hard, sending your cock deep into my throat as I felt you release the long thick stream of cum, savoring you as I sucked and swallowed. Your moans filled our ears with ecstasy and pleasure.

Could we, or would we, ever want to stop this passion.

Part III

The moonlight cast a shadow upon Vanessa as she sat in the chair in the beautifully constructed Gazebo. Quietly she sat watching the waves crash against the cliff below. The moon so bright, glimmering on the water. Her long dark hair, framing her face, made her look even more beautiful than before. Her facial features were striking as well as alluring. Almost as though she sensed my presence, she slowly turned as I approached. She reached out her hand to me as I took it and stood behind her.

Slowly, I started to massage her shoulders and neck, the feel of her skin, making me tingle as she responded to my touch, placing her hands on mine as I moved my hands to her beautiful breasts. I could feel her nipples hardening to my touch as I bent and kissed her neck. The feel of her nipples, as I squeezed them brought on a sense of arousal. I could feel my own wetness penetrate my thong. Moving my hands down her belly, I moved around in front of her and knelt down and took one breast in my mouth as I massaged the other. I could hear her soft, sensual moans as I sucked hard on her nipple, taking it between my teeth. Her hands pulled my head up, our lips meeting, our tongues probing the inside of each others mouth. The passion it stirred was incredible. I knew I had to taste her sweet pussy. I slowly worked my way back down her chest, my tongue licking her stomach, my hands moving over her breasts, and down to her ass. Pulling her to the edge of the chair, I spread her legs wide. Slowly I started to lick up the length of her legs and thighs, pausing as I went. I could see Vanessa parting her pussy lips for my tongue to enter. I placed my thumb on her hardening clit and inserted my tongue deep into her wet gleaming pussy, licking and sucking the juice that flowed from within. My hands on her ass, pulling her harder toward me, stretching my tongue deeply inward. The silence of the night was no more, as her screams and moans echoed, her body racked with spasms, her juices once again flowing into my mouth. Exhausted, her head fell back to see u standing there, your cock expelling streams of cum onto her face.

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The time had come for another event. I was getting tired of throwing these things -- seemed like the guest list just kept growing and my resources kept shrinking. There were the afterparties, though. Those tended to make everything else worth all the work, money and cleaning. I had already arranged the bouncer, the afterparty list, catering and...other purchases, so everything was set for 2 am. Meanwhile, I had a much larger, louder, crazier party to throw and endure before I could get to the sweetness.

People started arriving around 9:30. The DJ had already arrived, this beautiful young Puerto Rican guy named Juan. He went by some DJ handle I could never remember, but I had been hiring him so long he didn't mind me calling him by his real name. He showed up around 8 to set up all his gear, and he had started playing mood music (piped to several different rooms, including the garage where the dancefloor was) around 9. I was getting dressed and prepped at that time, a little nervous but mostly anxious for the party to end. It hadn't even started!

About 2 hours later, I was well lubricated and things were in full swing. Some serious fucking ladies had shown up, along with some of my guy friends, the ones I wanted to. They wouldn't miss these events for anything. Besides, tonight was a special night -- we were bringing in a new member and that didn't happen very often. At about 1 am there was the usual mass exodus, which I never minded, because it allowed the afterparty to begin without too many people being upset by it. The ones not invited didn't really want to take part, or at least pretended they didn't. The rest...well, they managed to while away the hour before the door was open.

After some more time passed I had chatted up some potential new ladies. I managed to resist about 7 different offers of weed, 2 of coke and many many drinks. My bouncer, Jeff, finally came over to me. "Hey, you wanna' get started downstairs? Some of the members are getting pretty excited. They might waste themselves in the nook before they have a chance to really enjoy themselves." The Nook was a small corner at the top of a staircase, closed off to the rest of the room by thick curtains. Furnished with big, fluffy pillows and nice deep comforters, it was a very cozy place to rest with a little hottie or boytoy. Problem was, people had been known to have too much fun in the Nook, before I opened up the downstairs. Jeff was right.

"Yeah, let's open her up, man."

"Good deal."

My room opened off the garage, strangely enough. I lived with three other guys, and my room was down a steep and small staircase, painted entirely in white. The stairs were half normal size. I was so afraid of someone killing themselves while drunk, I'd gotten renter's insurance just to cover such an occasion. So far, only one girl had stumbled bad, and we had...taken her pain away with methods I'm sure suited her pretty well. She wasn't normally a woman I'd invite into the club, but I'd been surprised at her fervor and passion. Extenuating circumstances proved a win-win.

Jeff took up his customary place on the stool, next to the door. I turned to the five or six people with me and said "The door is open, lovers." Then I entered.

The short hallway behind the door lead to the staircase going down. The hallway was also painted pure white. There were large sections of construction board attached to the walls, every square inch covered with pictures of past events. I'd been throwing parties for a long long time, and people loved to congregate in this hallway, looking at themselves and others having a good time in the past. At this point, with space at a premium, people considered it a bit of an honor to make it onto the "Wall of Shame". Jeff, however, had cleared out all the folks from my room below and the hallway already. He knew what was in store, and it wasn't for just anyone.

I slowly walked down the staircase, revelling in the anticipation and excitment of what was to come. At the bottom of the stairs was a 90 degree turn to the right, followed by 5 more stairs, and then a curtain. Past the curtain was my room.

I brushed the curtain aside. The first things to catch my attention were the silk sheets on my bed, pulled all the way down to the bottom. Pillows had been arranged around the edge, set 1 foot in, on the California King. Candles were lit everywhere (took me about 20 minutes to light them before the party), and Mandelay was on the system. My projector was already shooting some visuals on the wall, so I walked over to the laptop and touched the pad. The screen came up. I clicked Start, Run, and entered "kissmyass.bat". Immediately, the screen went black, and the projectors began showing images of incredibly beautiful women, with one twist -- these women were "thick", and had what most conventional men would probably consider to be big asses. What can I say -- I like the booty when it's big and fat. Don't get me wrong -- I can take a little dimpling, but cottage cheese is a turn-off. To find a woman with that big fat bubble ass, but still with smooth skin, was a special occasion. Those ladies almost always got invitations. Not many accepted (most people didn't because this shit was not for everyone, as I already stated) but enough have over the years to keep my libido happy, my right hand tired from replay, and my tongue sore from exploration of the nastiest kind. The other bonus to thick women is that their hips are real, their thighs are large and soft, and their boobs are real too. It's all good. Fine and thick -- give me that and I'm yours.

By this time the four people (2 women and 2 men) following me had made it all the way down. Jeff had already closed the door above, waiting for more invitiations to be shown to him. He was an excellent bouncer -- I've never had any problems with bribery or cajoling. It's hard to bribe a man who is given what I, his host, provided him.

Lisa, Tygre, Maurice and Jesh all looked at me, waiting for some sort of sign of what to do next. Even though they had been through this many times, they looked a little lost, a little distracted. That much anticipation can do that to you, make you confused when the moment you've been waiting for has finally arrived. They all knew the pitfalls of rushing things, they'd made the rookie mistakes everyone makes on their first time. Lisa retired to the bed. Jesh (good old Jesh) walked over to the laptop and start immediately searching for "*.MPG". Bastard always finds my best pr0n, hide it however I try. Seems he needs it to get things going. Hell, who am I to complain...some of my best times have been either right after or during a pr0n fest.

Tygre and Maurice were having a good deal of trouble keeping their hands off one another. And they both kept looking my direction. Tygre had on a Roman toga, draped carefully so that it was open on the side up to above her hip. If you looked carefully it was not difficult to see she had nothing on besides a thong underneath the toga. The toga itself had a purple trim to illustrate her royal nature. She had purchased some golden high heels which had long gold straps attached to the tops which she wrapped around her ankles and calves, also Roman style. The girl was already 5'9", so with the heels she almost topped Maurice, who stood at 6'1". Now, I'm a total shorty at 5'2". Probably why I threw these parties -- made me the Man, no matter how short I am. But that doesn't seem to matter, it appears God gives back what he takes away. None of my lovers has ever asked for more once I'm fully inside. I loved a woman who could tower over me -- put my mouth right at the level it needed to be. Tygre's hair was piled up on top of her head in silky curles, black as jet and twice as shiny. She had a gold chain interlaced with the curls, disappearing and reappearing mysteriously within her mass of scented goodness. Her makeup was exquisite, dark purple eyeshadow accenting her hazel eyes and pulling out the light purple flecks near the center of them. A lighter purple shade of lipstick further underscored her regal style. She was a Roman queen, out to get exactly what she wanted.

Maurice could have passed as her Centurion protector. He was a 6' tall gorgeous piece of black manflesh. Muscles rippled, his ass stuck out from his body like two halves of cantalope. Every time I saw him I remembered the pain, the searing pain followed by the decadent slick sensation rubbing against my prostate, making me come before I was ready. He loved to do that -- I'd be yelling "No! Not yet!" and he'd say "Oh yeah, right now, my little bitch. Right fucking now." He had shaved everywhere except his clean-cut head of hair and his eyebrows. No underarm hair, no pubes. He knew the way I liked him -- of course, Tygre didn't mind a clean boytoy either. His cotton breeches were already tenting out, because Tygre kept turning to him and kissing him deeply, lightly pinching his nipples (he had no shirt on), making him squirm. He'd moan every time she did it. Then they'd turn back to me. I have to admit, my own penis was getting pretty hard watching them. But they knew they needed to wait before they actually touched each other's private parts. The excitement was getting pretty fierce, Maurice would come fast if she even began to threaten to wrap her lips around his big black horsecock. Because that's exactly what he had. The thing had to be around 9 or 10 inches long. I'd wanted to measure it for a long time, but Maurice always denied me. He'd always say "It's big enough -- no need to brag." I loved his modesty, and I loved him, as much as I loved every member of our group. We were all very close, having shared so much with each other.

Meanwhile, Jesh had moved over to Lisa and stuck his hand inside her tight dress, rubbing her left nipple. She was clenching her thighs together, trying to stimulate her clit without touching it. She already knew it was in for a bruising tonight, and she wanted to make sure she didn't wear out the beautiful little button before the night was through. Her clothing only made her great body better looking. She was another full-figured girl, flaring hips (39) pulled in to a nice small waist (31) and a ice juicy breast measurement (38, C cup). She always wore these bras to the party which were one size too small, so her tits overflowed and made her look like some D-cup slut. What a fucking tramp -- I loved it. She didn't seem to mind the discomfort, although by the time she was allowed to remove her bra, you could see the lines imprinted on her flesh from the tightness of the wires. If it hurt, she hid it well and never complained. I liked that about her. Her dress was a light yellow number, reminded me of Marilyn Monroe. It had that neck strap that made the shoulder straps come down from each side of her neck and flow into the cups that held her delicious tits. The neck strap was a tiny little delicate thread of cloth. The skirt flared out from her hips, accentuating a waistline already wide, large and in charge. I always admired a thick chick who didn't mind being that way. Makes my dick hard to see them -- even better if they want the mushroom head buried down their throat, fa shizay.

In any case, Jesh had his hand underneath her dress top, cupping her nice left melon. She was barely keeping her own hand from grabbing his crank. She'd move it that direction, put it barely on his thigh, lightly stroke up towards his dick and pull it away, pinching her own right nipple to match Jesh's actions on her left. I could see their tension getting a little too carried away for this early, so I walked over to them on the bed, moved them apart and sat down between them. They were both breathing heavy, flushed. Jesh's right leg was dancing a tattoo on the floor, and his knee bounced up and down with nervous anxiety. I put my hand on his knee to calm him. The leg stopped bouncing, he took deep long breaths and managed to calm himself down a bit. He hadn't been with the group long, and everyone knew who his favorite was (Tygre). Lisa didn't mind, his dick got hard for everyone, and most people had their favorite partners anyway. There were no problems with favoritism -- the people in this group had a very good understanding of human behavior. We'd even had one couple meet in the group and get married. They dropped out before their engagement, and nobody blamed them. It was too obvious that they loved each other too deeply to continue sharing each other with the rest of us. We were all so happy to be invited to the wedding, none of us minded. Well, maybe a little -- the two of them were so hot I still leaked precum when I thought too long about them. I kept hoping their initial ardour would lessen with time, and they'd come on back for a little excitement to inject into their married lives. Stranger things have happened.

They both looked at the floor, a little embarassed at how they'd let themselves get excited so quickly. Jesh had a very nice suit on. He'd had it altered so that the lapels were just a little longer and wider than you'd expect, the jacket a little too long, the pants a little too baggy. He always had an eye for fashion, and this time was no exception. He seemed to be trying for a cross between a typical business suit (for that bling-bling P. Diddy look) and a zoot suit. I liked it. So did Lisa, apparently. Her chest was still heaving up and down, thighs still clenching under her flared skirt. I slowly reached my hand down and pulled her skirt up her legs. She looked at me quickly, wondering what I was doing -- this was unexpected. I kept drawing the material up, up. Maurice and Tygre, even Alan turned to see what I was doing. Was I going to eat her? Did I want to touch her? It was too early! But all I was checking for was to see if she'd done as I requested. Earlier that day she had called me up.

"Yo."

"Yo."

"What the fuck should I wear? I want your dick hard enough to slide up my ass."

"Well, there's a lot of ways to make that happen. In fact, it's almost there now, in one sentence. You're such a hot fucking bitch. Why do you talk to me like that?"

"Because you love it, and I liked to get your balls full of come before the party. You keep us in such suspense, you deserve a little of your own medicine. By the way, how are those hairless, smooth balls doing? Do they remember sliding around in my mouth?"

"Shut up, you slut. I love you."

"I love you too. Now, you haven't answered my question."

"I think you should be Marilyn tonight. I'd like a thong, some nice high heels, and stockings with garters. The stockings are important. You should wear them."

"OK, you got it. Oh, and honey?"

"Yeah?"

"Save some come for my throat. I've been practicing. You know that Heather Brooks site? I'm almost that good now. Your 7 inches shouldn't be a problem."

"Fuck, yeah."

"STOP touching yourself. I can tell you are. Take your hand off your cock right now."

"OK. OK. Later." I was laughing -- she always knew.

"Later."

With her skirt raised up to her cuntline, it was clear she had put her best pair of stockings on. She had a light yellow thong on as well (where did she find thongs that matched her dresses?). Perfect. My cock was rock hard. My own hand had to be willed away from it. (The entire group knew what an inveterate masturbater I was. Often they had to restrain me during the festivities. It was a long-running joke that I couldn't tell the difference between a cunt and my own hand. Wasn't true, of course, but I'd gotten pretty good at pleasing myself over the years. So far there was only one woman better at giving me a handjob than myself, and she had left the group a long time ago. Still missed her. I missed all the members who left -- they were my friends. The group was centered around sex with each other, but there was much more to it.)

I pulled her skirt back down. The fabric moved some pockets of air around, and I got a very strong breath of her sexual scent. It was clear she was more than excited, she was about to come, unaided.

"Jesus, Leese, what's gotten into you?"

"I don't know, guys, I'm just..._really_ fucking horny tonight," she said, looking around at everyone. "Could I be granted an exception?"

Let me explain about exceptions. Each member was given 5 exceptions to be used over the course of a year's worth of events. I'd started by granting more than that, but it broke down too many rules and wrecked the delicate sexual tension I vigilantly maintained. Over the past 6 years I'd come down to 5. An exception could be asked for at any time, for any reason. The rule Lisa was looking to be exempted from tonight was, no climaxes before 3 am. It was only 2:10.

"Are you sure, baby? Can't you wait?" asked Tygre, with concern in her eyes. She didn't want Lisa pooped out too early, otherwise she'd have to take up Lisa's "workload" and that was a lot of action. She'd done that before, and it had really worn her out. A lot of fun, but probably more than she was looking for tonight. She knew the rules, though. Each person was assigned 2 climaxes for 3 people. That was a lot of of coming, even just the baseline requirement.

"Look, it's been 3 months since I broke it off with Brian. My wrists are sore. I need some fucking. Seriously." Lisa had been going with this guy Brian for some time. We all knew she was coming to events without him, and basically cheating on him with us. We never stopped anyone from doing things like that, as long as we knew what was going on outside, but we didn't exactly condone it either. We didn't want anyone hurt, even those who weren't members. Brian, he was OK, if a little prudish and condescending. I wasn't surprised Lisa had dumped him. She said he was OK in the sack, but she just couldn't take being that much smarter than he was. Lisa was extremely intelligent, and had a hard time finding men who were not intimidated by her intellect. I was one of them. Being small-statured, I'd worked on my brain and body to make up for it. I'd spent years working out and reading everything I could find until I felt pretty well-rounded. Lisa and I kept thinking of dating each other, but so far it hadn't happened. Her statement reminded me we both were, for once, single at the same time, and that got my wheels turning.

"Alright," I said. "No problem with the exception. That brings you down to 2. You don't have many left. You need to get your shit under control, slut!" I said, laughing. It also got a laugh from everyone else, including Lisa.

"Who will help Lisa out?" I asked. This was not an idle question. The man or woman to take care of Lisa had to be extremely careful not to come, or lose an exception of their own for breaking the rule themselves.

No one answered. It was clear it was up to me. As the host, I certainly had dispensation and no one was going to mind if I broke my own rules, but still. I needed to follow them too, or total breakdown of order might ensue and the group lose its magic. I knew how to maintain composure, though. I'd had to do this kind of thing several times in the past.

"Lisa, raise your skirt."

She tucked her legs under her so her left thigh was a wide expanse of flesh, giving her a very Vargas look. She pulled up the fabric until just above her stocking tops. The garters were barely showing. She knew how to entice me. I realized she had planned this, to see if she could get me to lose my own exception. This was a pretty common game, but a real gamble on the part of the tempter. By asking for theirs, they had already spent it. If the tempted held out, the tempter's exception was lost for nothing.

"Fuck, you're hot, Lisa. I want to fuck you."

"Pull out your dick. Let's see that motherfucker."

I took my zipper down. I had worn my usual vintage tuxedo. Grosgrain lapels, gold cufflinks, Egyptian cotton tux shirt, smart tight custom-fitted vest. It was my Humphrey Bogart look. Always went over well with the ladies. I took the zipper down slowly. Lisa's eyes were glued to it, waiting for the one-eyed monster to appear. It was fully hard, of course, so I had to fish it out. When it appeared, Lisa, Maurice and Tygre took in a breath. Jesh blurted, "Let me suck it first."
The time had come for another event. I was getting tired of throwing these things -- seemed like the guest list just kept growing and my resources kept shrinking. There were the afterparties, though. Those tended to make everything else worth all the work, money and cleaning. I had already arranged the bouncer, the afterparty list, catering and...other purchases, so everything was set for 2 am. Meanwhile, I had a much larger, louder, crazier party to throw and endure before I could get to the sweetness.

People started arriving around 9:30. The DJ had already arrived, this beautiful young Puerto Rican guy named Juan. He went by some DJ handle I could never remember, but I had been hiring him so long he didn't mind me calling him by his real name. He showed up around 8 to set up all his gear, and he had started playing mood music (piped to several different rooms, including the garage where the dancefloor was) around 9. I was getting dressed and prepped at that time, a little nervous but mostly anxious for the party to end. It hadn't even started!

About 2 hours later, I was well lubricated and things were in full swing. Some serious fucking ladies had shown up, along with some of my guy friends, the ones I wanted to. They wouldn't miss these events for anything. Besides, tonight was a special night -- we were bringing in a new member and that didn't happen very often. At about 1 am there was the usual mass exodus, which I never minded, because it allowed the afterparty to begin without too many people being upset by it. The ones not invited didn't really want to take part, or at least pretended they didn't. The rest...well, they managed to while away the hour before the door was open.

After some more time passed I had chatted up some potential new ladies. I managed to resist about 7 different offers of weed, 2 of coke and many many drinks. My bouncer, Jeff, finally came over to me. "Hey, you wanna' get started downstairs? Some of the members are getting pretty excited. They might waste themselves in the nook before they have a chance to really enjoy themselves." The Nook was a small corner at the top of a staircase, closed off to the rest of the room by thick curtains. Furnished with big, fluffy pillows and nice deep comforters, it was a very cozy place to rest with a little hottie or boytoy. Problem was, people had been known to have too much fun in the Nook, before I opened up the downstairs. Jeff was right.

"Yeah, let's open her up, man."

"Good deal."

My room opened off the garage, strangely enough. I lived with three other guys, and my room was down a steep and small staircase, painted entirely in white. The stairs were half normal size. I was so afraid of someone killing themselves while drunk, I'd gotten renter's insurance just to cover such an occasion. So far, only one girl had stumbled bad, and we had...taken her pain away with methods I'm sure suited her pretty well. She wasn't normally a woman I'd invite into the club, but I'd been surprised at her fervor and passion. Extenuating circumstances proved a win-win.

Jeff took up his customary place on the stool, next to the door. I turned to the five or six people with me and said "The door is open, lovers." Then I entered.

The short hallway behind the door lead to the staircase going down. The hallway was also painted pure white. There were large sections of construction board attached to the walls, every square inch covered with pictures of past events. I'd been throwing parties for a long long time, and people loved to congregate in this hallway, looking at themselves and others having a good time in the past. At this point, with space at a premium, people considered it a bit of an honor to make it onto the "Wall of Shame". Jeff, however, had cleared out all the folks from my room below and the hallway already. He knew what was in store, and it wasn't for just anyone.

I slowly walked down the staircase, revelling in the anticipation and excitment of what was to come. At the bottom of the stairs was a 90 degree turn to the right, followed by 5 more stairs, and then a curtain. Past the curtain was my room.

I brushed the curtain aside. The first things to catch my attention were the silk sheets on my bed, pulled all the way down to the bottom. Pillows had been arranged around the edge, set 1 foot in, on the California King. Candles were lit everywhere (took me about 20 minutes to light them before the party), and Mandelay was on the system. My projector was already shooting some visuals on the wall, so I walked over to the laptop and touched the pad. The screen came up. I clicked Start, Run, and entered "kissmyass.bat". Immediately, the screen went black, and the projectors began showing images of incredibly beautiful women, with one twist -- these women were "thick", and had what most conventional men would probably consider to be big asses. What can I say -- I like the booty when it's big and fat. Don't get me wrong -- I can take a little dimpling, but cottage cheese is a turn-off. To find a woman with that big fat bubble ass, but still with smooth skin, was a special occasion. Those ladies almost always got invitations. Not many accepted (most people didn't because this shit was not for everyone, as I already stated) but enough have over the years to keep my libido happy, my right hand tired from replay, and my tongue sore from exploration of the nastiest kind. The other bonus to thick women is that their hips are real, their thighs are large and soft, and their boobs are real too. It's all good. Fine and thick -- give me that and I'm yours.

By this time the four people (2 women and 2 men) following me had made it all the way down. Jeff had already closed the door above, waiting for more invitiations to be shown to him. He was an excellent bouncer -- I've never had any problems with bribery or cajoling. It's hard to bribe a man who is given what I, his host, provided him.

Lisa, Tygre, Maurice and Jesh all looked at me, waiting for some sort of sign of what to do next. Even though they had been through this many times, they looked a little lost, a little distracted. That much anticipation can do that to you, make you confused when the moment you've been waiting for has finally arrived. They all knew the pitfalls of rushing things, they'd made the rookie mistakes everyone makes on their first time. Lisa retired to the bed. Jesh (good old Jesh) walked over to the laptop and start immediately searching for "*.MPG". Bastard always finds my best pr0n, hide it however I try. Seems he needs it to get things going. Hell, who am I to complain...some of my best times have been either right after or during a pr0n fest.

Tygre and Maurice were having a good deal of trouble keeping their hands off one another. And they both kept looking my direction. Tygre had on a Roman toga, draped carefully so that it was open on the side up to above her hip. If you looked carefully it was not difficult to see she had nothing on besides a thong underneath the toga. The toga itself had a purple trim to illustrate her royal nature. She had purchased some golden high heels which had long gold straps attached to the tops which she wrapped around her ankles and calves, also Roman style. The girl was already 5'9", so with the heels she almost topped Maurice, who stood at 6'1". Now, I'm a total shorty at 5'2". Probably why I threw these parties -- made me the Man, no matter how short I am. But that doesn't seem to matter, it appears God gives back what he takes away. None of my lovers has ever asked for more once I'm fully inside. I loved a woman who could tower over me -- put my mouth right at the level it needed to be. Tygre's hair was piled up on top of her head in silky curles, black as jet and twice as shiny. She had a gold chain interlaced with the curls, disappearing and reappearing mysteriously within her mass of scented goodness. Her makeup was exquisite, dark purple eyeshadow accenting her hazel eyes and pulling out the light purple flecks near the center of them. A lighter purple shade of lipstick further underscored her regal style. She was a Roman queen, out to get exactly what she wanted.

Maurice could have passed as her Centurion protector. He was a 6' tall gorgeous piece of black manflesh. Muscles rippled, his ass stuck out from his body like two halves of cantalope. Every time I saw him I remembered the pain, the searing pain followed by the decadent slick sensation rubbing against my prostate, making me come before I was ready. He loved to do that -- I'd be yelling "No! Not yet!" and he'd say "Oh yeah, right now, my little bitch. Right fucking now." He had shaved everywhere except his clean-cut head of hair and his eyebrows. No underarm hair, no pubes. He knew the way I liked him -- of course, Tygre didn't mind a clean boytoy either. His cotton breeches were already tenting out, because Tygre kept turning to him and kissing him deeply, lightly pinching his nipples (he had no shirt on), making him squirm. He'd moan every time she did it. Then they'd turn back to me. I have to admit, my own penis was getting pretty hard watching them. But they knew they needed to wait before they actually touched each other's private parts. The excitement was getting pretty fierce, Maurice would come fast if she even began to threaten to wrap her lips around his big black horsecock. Because that's exactly what he had. The thing had to be around 9 or 10 inches long. I'd wanted to measure it for a long time, but Maurice always denied me. He'd always say "It's big enough -- no need to brag." I loved his modesty, and I loved him, as much as I loved every member of our group. We were all very close, having shared so much with each other.

Meanwhile, Jesh had moved over to Lisa and stuck his hand inside her tight dress, rubbing her left nipple. She was clenching her thighs together, trying to stimulate her clit without touching it. She already knew it was in for a bruising tonight, and she wanted to make sure she didn't wear out the beautiful little button before the night was through. Her clothing only made her great body better looking. She was another full-figured girl, flaring hips (39) pulled in to a nice small waist (31) and a ice juicy breast measurement (38, C cup). She always wore these bras to the party which were one size too small, so her tits overflowed and made her look like some D-cup slut. What a fucking tramp -- I loved it. She didn't seem to mind the discomfort, although by the time she was allowed to remove her bra, you could see the lines imprinted on her flesh from the tightness of the wires. If it hurt, she hid it well and never complained. I liked that about her. Her dress was a light yellow number, reminded me of Marilyn Monroe. It had that neck strap that made the shoulder straps come down from each side of her neck and flow into the cups that held her delicious tits. The neck strap was a tiny little delicate thread of cloth. The skirt flared out from her hips, accentuating a waistline already wide, large and in charge. I always admired a thick chick who didn't mind being that way. Makes my dick hard to see them -- even better if they want the mushroom head buried down their throat, fa shizay.

In any case, Jesh had his hand underneath her dress top, cupping her nice left melon. She was barely keeping her own hand from grabbing his crank. She'd move it that direction, put it barely on his thigh, lightly stroke up towards his dick and pull it away, pinching her own right nipple to match Jesh's actions on her left. I could see their tension getting a little too carried away for this early, so I walked over to them on the bed, moved them apart and sat down between them. They were both breathing heavy, flushed. Jesh's right leg was dancing a tattoo on the floor, and his knee bounced up and down with nervous anxiety. I put my hand on his knee to calm him. The leg stopped bouncing, he took deep long breaths and managed to calm himself down a bit. He hadn't been with the group long, and everyone knew who his favorite was (Tygre). Lisa didn't mind, his dick got hard for everyone, and most people had their favorite partners anyway. There were no problems with favoritism -- the people in this group had a very good understanding of human behavior. We'd even had one couple meet in the group and get married. They dropped out before their engagement, and nobody blamed them. It was too obvious that they loved each other too deeply to continue sharing each other with the rest of us. We were all so happy to be invited to the wedding, none of us minded. Well, maybe a little -- the two of them were so hot I still leaked precum when I thought too long about them. I kept hoping their initial ardour would lessen with time, and they'd come on back for a little excitement to inject into their married lives. Stranger things have happened.

They both looked at the floor, a little embarassed at how they'd let themselves get excited so quickly. Jesh had a very nice suit on. He'd had it altered so that the lapels were just a little longer and wider than you'd expect, the jacket a little too long, the pants a little too baggy. He always had an eye for fashion, and this time was no exception. He seemed to be trying for a cross between a typical business suit (for that bling-bling P. Diddy look) and a zoot suit. I liked it. So did Lisa, apparently. Her chest was still heaving up and down, thighs still clenching under her flared skirt. I slowly reached my hand down and pulled her skirt up her legs. She looked at me quickly, wondering what I was doing -- this was unexpected. I kept drawing the material up, up. Maurice and Tygre, even Alan turned to see what I was doing. Was I going to eat her? Did I want to touch her? It was too early! But all I was checking for was to see if she'd done as I requested. Earlier that day she had called me up.

"Yo."

"Yo."

"What the fuck should I wear? I want your dick hard enough to slide up my ass."

"Well, there's a lot of ways to make that happen. In fact, it's almost there now, in one sentence. You're such a hot fucking bitch. Why do you talk to me like that?"

"Because you love it, and I liked to get your balls full of come before the party. You keep us in such suspense, you deserve a little of your own medicine. By the way, how are those hairless, smooth balls doing? Do they remember sliding around in my mouth?"

"Shut up, you slut. I love you."

"I love you too. Now, you haven't answered my question."

"I think you should be Marilyn tonight. I'd like a thong, some nice high heels, and stockings with garters. The stockings are important. You should wear them."

"OK, you got it. Oh, and honey?"

"Yeah?"

"Save some come for my throat. I've been practicing. You know that Heather Brooks site? I'm almost that good now. Your 7 inches shouldn't be a problem."

"Fuck, yeah."

"STOP touching yourself. I can tell you are. Take your hand off your cock right now."

"OK. OK. Later." I was laughing -- she always knew.

"Later."

With her skirt raised up to her cuntline, it was clear she had put her best pair of stockings on. She had a light yellow thong on as well (where did she find thongs that matched her dresses?). Perfect. My cock was rock hard. My own hand had to be willed away from it. (The entire group knew what an inveterate masturbater I was. Often they had to restrain me during the festivities. It was a long-running joke that I couldn't tell the difference between a cunt and my own hand. Wasn't true, of course, but I'd gotten pretty good at pleasing myself over the years. So far there was only one woman better at giving me a handjob than myself, and she had left the group a long time ago. Still missed her. I missed all the members who left -- they were my friends. The group was centered around sex with each other, but there was much more to it.)

I pulled her skirt back down. The fabric moved some pockets of air around, and I got a very strong breath of her sexual scent. It was clear she was more than excited, she was about to come, unaided.

"Jesus, Leese, what's gotten into you?"

"I don't know, guys, I'm just..._really_ fucking horny tonight," she said, looking around at everyone. "Could I be granted an exception?"

Let me explain about exceptions. Each member was given 5 exceptions to be used over the course of a year's worth of events. I'd started by granting more than that, but it broke down too many rules and wrecked the delicate sexual tension I vigilantly maintained. Over the past 6 years I'd come down to 5. An exception could be asked for at any time, for any reason. The rule Lisa was looking to be exempted from tonight was, no climaxes before 3 am. It was only 2:10.

"Are you sure, baby? Can't you wait?" asked Tygre, with concern in her eyes. She didn't want Lisa pooped out too early, otherwise she'd have to take up Lisa's "workload" and that was a lot of action. She'd done that before, and it had really worn her out. A lot of fun, but probably more than she was looking for tonight. She knew the rules, though. Each person was assigned 2 climaxes for 3 people. That was a lot of of coming, even just the baseline requirement.

"Look, it's been 3 months since I broke it off with Brian. My wrists are sore. I need some fucking. Seriously." Lisa had been going with this guy Brian for some time. We all knew she was coming to events without him, and basically cheating on him with us. We never stopped anyone from doing things like that, as long as we knew what was going on outside, but we didn't exactly condone it either. We didn't want anyone hurt, even those who weren't members. Brian, he was OK, if a little prudish and condescending. I wasn't surprised Lisa had dumped him. She said he was OK in the sack, but she just couldn't take being that much smarter than he was. Lisa was extremely intelligent, and had a hard time finding men who were not intimidated by her intellect. I was one of them. Being small-statured, I'd worked on my brain and body to make up for it. I'd spent years working out and reading everything I could find until I felt pretty well-rounded. Lisa and I kept thinking of dating each other, but so far it hadn't happened. Her statement reminded me we both were, for once, single at the same time, and that got my wheels turning.

"Alright," I said. "No problem with the exception. That brings you down to 2. You don't have many left. You need to get your shit under control, slut!" I said, laughing. It also got a laugh from everyone else, including Lisa.

"Who will help Lisa out?" I asked. This was not an idle question. The man or woman to take care of Lisa had to be extremely careful not to come, or lose an exception of their own for breaking the rule themselves.

No one answered. It was clear it was up to me. As the host, I certainly had dispensation and no one was going to mind if I broke my own rules, but still. I needed to follow them too, or total breakdown of order might ensue and the group lose its magic. I knew how to maintain composure, though. I'd had to do this kind of thing several times in the past.

"Lisa, raise your skirt."

She tucked her legs under her so her left thigh was a wide expanse of flesh, giving her a very Vargas look. She pulled up the fabric until just above her stocking tops. The garters were barely showing. She knew how to entice me. I realized she had planned this, to see if she could get me to lose my own exception. This was a pretty common game, but a real gamble on the part of the tempter. By asking for theirs, they had already spent it. If the tempted held out, the tempter's exception was lost for nothing.

"Fuck, you're hot, Lisa. I want to fuck you."

"Pull out your dick. Let's see that motherfucker."

I took my zipper down. I had worn my usual vintage tuxedo. Grosgrain lapels, gold cufflinks, Egyptian cotton tux shirt, smart tight custom-fitted vest. It was my Humphrey Bogart look. Always went over well with the ladies. I took the zipper down slowly. Lisa's eyes were glued to it, waiting for the one-eyed monster to appear. It was fully hard, of course, so I had to fish it out. When it appeared, Lisa, Maurice and Tygre took in a breath. Jesh blurted, "Let me suck it first."

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Lisa let go of Jesh's dick and Rachel's boob. She asked me for a cloth, and I gave her one of the washcloths I kept handy on the desk, in this small tub of hot water. I'd picked up these little tubs at Bed, Bath and Beyond that could be plugged in and the water kept hot. There were three or four spread around the room on various tables. They were extremely handy for people who did not want to leave a room but who still needed to clean themselves up.

She wiped her face and between her legs (although for some strange reason the running mascara kind of turned me on, I was hoping she'd fuck someone at least once before taking it off. Don't ask me, I'm weird that way about white trash shit). Then she turned to Jesh.

"Jesh, honey, can you bring your dick over here, please?"

He moved over to her. She pushed her auburn hair back behind her ears and began to tell us a story about Brian. While she told her story, she stroked Jesh's cock, and every once in a while would take time out to roll his testicles in her mouth or suck hard on the spongy head. Jesh was pretty excited, he kept hard through the whole story.

"So, you all know how I moved up to Merced to be with Brian. Well, God knows there wasn't much to do there, so Brian and I fucked a lot. And when I say a lot, I mean, at least once a day, if not more. We become very inventive."

Tygre walked over to the desk, grabbed a chair and brought it over. She started to take all my clothes off. Rachel was still standing with her husband and wife, listening. Jason was slowly stroking his dick, kissing Rebecca every now and then. Rebecca had taken her pants off, but left her small halter on. She had no bra (her very small breasts almost never required one) and her nipples were semi-erect, pushing the halter out in two little points. When they got really hard, they could extend a full half inch away from her chest. It was an exciting sight to see.

"He was always up for getting laid. Fortunately, as you know, my little cunny can take some serious abuse, so chafing was rarely a problem, except on those days we played the 'Crimson Game.'" We all listened closely, wondering what that meant.

"The Crimson Game was a little sexgame we had. We'd go down to a mall where we'd look around the clothing stores for hot chicks. Brian's pretty straight, so guys were out, unfortunately. Another good reason I left him. Anyway, we'd find some hottie, check for a ring, and if we didn't see one, we'd pretend to shop. We would pick out a bunch of really revealing shit and then I or Brian would leave to try it on. We'd go back to find a dressing room.

"Sometimes these rooms didn't allow people to come in with you, and if that happened the game was pretty much over at that store. But if they did, we'd both go into the room. I'd put on an outfit (if I was fitting) and come out. I'd get the hot chick's attention and ask her a few questions about the outfit, etc. While talking to her, I'd really try to make contact, brush my arm against hers, etc. Just basically turn up the sex dial way high and see if I got a response. You cannot believe how often those poor girls would totally get off on it. I mean, they're so bored standing around all day, anything weird or strange happening was bound to get their attention."

Lisa broke off to suck on Jesh's cock for a little bit. She slipped her tongue out to lick the head, then pursed her lips tight, brought the underside of the tip to her mouth and sucked pretty hard on it. Rubbing her lips against that supersensitive place, Jesh's eyes rolled back and his hands held her head. His balls jerked with excitement.

She finished by taking his length down her throat, all the way so her nose impacted his abdomen. She held him there for a while. Every guy there was wishing he was Jesh at that moment. Then we heard her gag, but she held Jesh in her throat. (She knew that was another thing that turned the guys on.)

Finally she couldn't take any more and pulled him out, gagging a bit more. Long ropes of saliva and precome kept her mouth connected to the end of his cock. Totally decadent.

She pulled off Jesh. He started wacking off.

She wiped her mouth and chin with the heel of her hand, and said "So, eventually, I could tell the girl was getting excited by my attention. This is where the name of the game comes from. If the girl turned red because she was embarassed or excited or both, we knew we had her. It helped a lot that Brian was so fucking fine, you remember, Tygre." Tygre nodded.

"If she didn't, she was unmoved and just wanted my paper. In which case, game over, next store. Like I said, we were consistantly surprised at how many 'went Crimson.' When that happened, I'dI say some code phrase like 'Do you think my boyfriend would like it?' or something."

By this point I was naked, Tygre was sitting on my lap with my half-hard dick trapped between her asscheeks, and she was running her hand over my shaved head, feeling the small hairs sticking out of my scalp like a chia pet. She smelled so good. This fragrant scent wafted from her curls and there was a hint of Obsession from her neck -- just enough to tantalize.

"When Brian heard that phrase he knew things were golden. He'd take off his shirt inside the fitting room and wait. I would slowly lead the hot bitch over to the room and tell her I needed a different size of some shirt or something. Then I'd hand it to her, open the door which showed Brian with his shaved chest and fucking cut upper body, and step in. As I closed the door, I made sure she saw me start to kiss Brian and my hand slip down to caress his cock and his balls through his pants. Click. The door would shut. This was the moment of truth. If she told us to come out or busted us or whatever, well, no harm done, nobody was naked, no one got hurt. But if she went to go get the different size, awwww yeah, we were going to have some serious fucking fun with that girl."

Lisa then gave Jesh a few more sucks on his pole. It had to be putting some pressure on his balls, the way they blew up. Poor guy.

Rachel and Rebecca were touching themselves and kissing Jason's ears and neck. He was naked too. His cock stood out and I wasn't sure he was listening too carefully. The three of them moved around clumsily until they could fall on the bed behind Lisa as she sat at the edge. She didn't seem to mind.

Lisa continued, "Anyway, if she came back, she'd tell me she had the new piece. I'd ask her to bring it in to me, as 'I was half-dressed.' The truth was, I was stark naked and getting eaten by Brian while I stood in the middle of the room. Brian still had his pants on. Didn't want his dick scaring anybody -- at least, not yet. She'd open the door and almost always stop.

"Once or twice we had a girl who knew what the fuck was going on long before we thought she did and waltz right on in, closing the door behind her, Mmmmmm, those were nice times. But mostly she'd freeze. I'd reach over, grab her hand with my eyes half-closed and pull her inside. Brian would stand up and close the door as I moved over to kiss her."

Rachel had mounted Jason and started to ride him, slowly and sensually. Rebecca was actually listening to the story, once in a while leaning down to kiss Jason on his eyelids, lips, forehead. I could see a lot of love in their family, made me a little envious.

Maurice was still fully clothed. Couldn't figure out what was going on with him, maybe he was just hanging out watching tonight or something. We all kept listening.

Lisa said, "Kissing those girls was almost always a learning experience for them. Each one, unless she'd been with other women before, had this expectation of being led, taking the follower position, from having kissed so many straight men in her life. But with me, I'd show her (sometimes it could take a while) that she could lead, she could be the one calling the shots. It would lessen her fear, and increase her confidence.

"It was always a pleasurable experience, watching a girl expand her kissing horizons and realize her power. She'd start to take control, and then Brian -- they always forgot about Brian -- would step up behind her with his pants still on and kiss the back of her neck. She'd freeze again, but I'd move in and kiss her lips, touch her breasts. To make a long story short, it could take some time, but by the end she'd be naked, sitting on Brian's cock while facing away from him, with me on my knees licking her clitty, coming like a firehose all over my face. Man, I loved that game.

"Now fuck me."

With that, she leaned back. Her head fell back on Jason's chest, and his hand came up to brush her hair. Jesh was hard from the story and grabbed her ankles, pushed her legs apart and slid right in. I was pretty hard too, although not entirely. Tygre could tell I needed some encouragement and stood up.

"Phae, my asshole needs some attention. Get your tongue in there as far as it will go. Lick me, baby."

I leaned forward to kiss the pucker. She leaned even farther forward, until her head reached down to Rachel's face and they kissed deeply. I heard Tygre say "I love you, Rach" before their lips were too connected to get any sounds out besides moans. I parted her cheeks with my hands and promptly buried my face between yet another set of fabulous, tight-skinned big-jellied asscheeks. It just didn't get any better than this.

After some time, she stood up and took one small step backwards. "Hey mister, can I sit on your mister, mister? Looks like it could use some pussy juice on it."

"Yep, sure thing, lady. Whatever you need."

With that she sat down facing away from me. My cock went straight up her cunt. She slowly rose up and sat down, relishing the dick up inside her. I was holding on to her hips, helping her rise up and come back down, a little harder each time. Her waist was tapered, lovely, sexy.

Pretty soon we set up a nice slapping sound as her cheeks impacted my thighs. The walls of her cunt grasped my dick in this lovely little trap. Wet slickness clung to the skin of my prick as she rose up, then I could feel the spongy head coming in contact with something (probably her cervix, but she never winced or slowed down so I wasn't sure) that made my dick feel awesome.

I felt this with some girls, it was either some sort of bend in their vaginas or something. Whatever it was, I loved it when I got hard enough to hit it. This time I was definitely hard enough.

Slap. Slap. Slap. She was whipping her hair around, making a show for Maurice, Jason and me. Some time ago the boys had pooled a bunch of money together and bought memberships in this dance class for all the ladies who were currently members. The dance class was a fitness seminar called "Strip Tease 101." It taught the rudiments of strip club dancing, pole dancing, etc. while maintaining a pretty severe exercise regimen.

It was worth every fucking penny. When those girls had finished the class they gave us an overview of what they'd learned. That was a night to remember.

She sat down hard, leaned back and turned her head enough to whisper in my ear "Can I sleep with you tonight, baby?" before kissing me really deeply. I broke away long enough to whisper back "Of course, but you might not be the only one. I don't know who else is staying over."

Lisa heard us whispering and said, "Hey, no secrets. What are you two -- unh, unh, yeah, fuck yeah, Jesh -- planning?"

I said, "Tygre -- oooooh fuck, that's so nice, you sexy little bitch, gonna' make me come soon, slow down -- wants to sleep over in the king tonight. I told her that's fine, but she might not be the only one."

Maurice spoke up. I turned to look at him while he spoke, and I saw he had his zipper down and was stroking that big black nightstick he called a penis. Guess he was enjoying the various shows.

"Yeah, Phae, I was hoping to get some space on the bed too. It's a long drive back to Fairfield and it's already 3:30."

"Sure, -- ohhhhh -- no -- fuck, fuck, harder, you little wench, get that cunt on there, oh fuck yes -- there's plenty of room."

Lisa also wanted in. "OK. Anyone else?" I asked.

The threesome on the bed declined -- they had to get home because of the sitter. Jesh lived so close by he could walk, so he was going to play it by ear.

Meanwhile, I watched Maurice's hand travel the long distance from nuts to tip and back down. The sight was rather mesmorizing, like watching clothes tumble in a glass-fronted dryer. Could sit there and watch it for hours.

Maurice would milk the English Chunnel on the underside every once in a while, getting a present of two or three big drops of precome for the effort. Maurice would skillfully swipe the head with his palm and strategically smear his own lube over the rest of his dick to give him a little more slickness.

"Maurice, baby, come over here," I said.

He walked over, knowing what was coming. Tygre slowed down to give me some space. She leaned back and turned her face to Maurice as well. He fisted his tool, pushed his hips out at us so juices wouldn't get on his breeches, and said, "That's right, starting sucking, bitches."

He tended to provide our ghetto-fab feel for the evening most times, even though it was possible he was the most cultured one of all of us. He was our beloved token black man. He was an expert saxophone player and had been trying to get his club playing to pay his bills so he could drop his day job.

At some events I had him perform for us to get us in the mood, but not tonight. He knew street lingo pretty well and also knew we were a bunch of white anglos turned on by the concept of a ghetto-fabulous black man here to rip us apart with a massive cock.

Tygre and I both opened our mouths and accepted his beautiful gift of a long, hard, soft-skinned veiny telephone pole. We pushed our lips together and took each side of the big fat head, kissing it in welcome.

Maurice groaned to see his wang smooched by a raven-haired, big-titted bitch and an urbane, skinheaded boytoy. Tygre took the first shift, opening her mouth and taking about 4 inches inside. I moved to his balls, taking them with my right hand and bringing the long, hanging, come-heavy nutsack up to my mouth for some 8 ball in the corner pocket.

Maurice reached down and took both our heads in his hands. He looked down at us and said, "You two suck my cock so good. You like sucking on big black dicks? You little hos like that dick?" We both looked back up at him trying to put pathetic, submissive looks on our faces and nodded.

I let a big egg drop from my mouth and while I stared into his eyes I said, "You black motherfucker, you know we have to suck your dick. We can't help it. I see it, I've got to eat it. I just can't help it, baby, it's too big, too hard, too juicy. Tygre, you tasting his sweet precome?" She nodded vigorously, her mouth still working the pole.

Maurice, feeling the nod on his dick, moaned. I continued exciting him with words.

"See that, baby? See her mouth working you? See what a helpless little fucking slut you make her? She's totally forgotten my dick up in her. All we can think about right now is teasing all that beautiful, delicious come out of those big black nuts to come exploding out all over our faces. We want you to paint us with your thick, sticky come. Please Maurice, please, all over us."

With that, I went back to licking in between his sack and his thigh, where the sack connected to his body. It was especially sensitive right after a wax or shave, and Maurice had just waxed 2 days ago or thereabout, from what I could tell.

Our work on Maurice and my language was taking its toll. His hands were shaking slightly, his breath was coming faster and faster, and he could not take his eyes off of Tygre's mouth swallowing his Louisville Slugger. She was not nearly as proficient as Lisa (that cockeater could get almost his whole dick down her throat, and it was something to see) but her tongue was very talented, whipping around the big excited purple and black head when she pulled her back, then sliding against the sensitive underside when she took him back in as far as she dared.

She was pushing herself a little, because I'd hear her choke and gag a bit now and then, pulling back quickly to lick while her throat and body recovered. I wondered if she was trying to work herself up to be a challenger for Lisa. If so, it was going to take a while, Lisa had taken over 10 months to get the skill level she had now. That bitch could swallow, for damn sure.

We kept licking and sucking. Tygre remembered my dick, but it was pretty soft by now -- I'd been focusing a lot on Maurice and had let my own excitment abate a bit. Tygre reached down to play a little with my balls, touch my dick, and stroke herself. Just wanted to make sure I knew she loved me, and also to let me know we weren't done yet.

With Tygre being in front of me, I couldn't see what was going on on the bed around Tygre's head and chest. But from what I heard, Lisa was getting really close. She started into her speech, telling Jesh exactly what to do when. "Yeah, yeah, God, yeah, yeah, like that, like that, fucker, like that, like that, yeah, oh my God so gooooooooood, nnnnnnnh, nnnnnnnnh, nnnnnnnnh." Her excitement was working on Maurice -- he looked over at her getting fucked by Jesh, and I think that kicked him over the edge.

I felt his balls draw up close to his body. I could almost see the circumference of his dick expand to make space for the flow of lava about to erupt from deep inside his body. His prostate was gearing up to throw that come as far away from his dick as possible. The cool thing about Maurice was, when he came, he came a lot, and hard. Volume, speed and force all combined. He was going to hose us down.

Jesh was steadily pumping away into Lisa. They had been banging for a good while now. I asked Tygre what was going on on the bed, but her mouth was too full of Maurice's dick for her to make a report. Maurice began giving me a play-by-play, interspersing his description with a few choice words about the unacceptable behavior of the bed crowd and what uncontrollable sluts and bitches they all were. According to Maurice, Jesh was watching Lisa make out with Jason, Rebecca and Rachel in turns. The bed had turned into its normal writhing mass of sexflesh. Sweat was collecting on Jesh's back because of his effort. Rebecca got up on her knees and present her tits to Jesh for some sucking. Jesh nuzzled them like a newborn, reclaiming his inner child. Then he opened his mouth and sucked in the nipples to show Rebecca his feelings for her.

His ass was still flexing, pumping, flexing, pumping. He was a workhorse in the mistress' stable. His balls must be getting huge because of the amount of time his erection had been squeezing Lisa's juices out of her. I mean, when he surged his 10-pound salami inwards, there simply wasn't any room left in that sexy slut's 5-pound bag. The lube virtually squirted out with each thrust.

It was making Jesh crazy. Pump, pump, pump, the bed was shaking, the frame was creaking, those two were making the entire structure try to propel itself across the floor. It was fucking Marine World Six Flags, for fuck's sake. Lisa was moaning, groaning, acting like someone was pushing a stake through her and turning her over a bonfire. Frankly, it sounded like she was dying from sex.

Then I heard Lisa hit the top. "YEAH! NOW! COMING! NOW! GOD YES! FUCK YES! ooooOOOOOOOHHHHHH..." That was too much for Maurice.

The surge of come up through his vas deferens was almost audible. The nuts became little bullets, the sack pulled in tight, and I pulled off to warn Tygre. "Tygre, baby, here it comes, get ready."

She pulled her mouth off and I sucked on a tight nut really hard. Maurice roared, the pain of his nut getting pulled into my mouth really hard was exquisite. My hand held his buttcheek and I pulled him closer to our faces. Tygre's hand was skillfully keeping the friction intact on his dick. She licked the head mercilessly, not giving his cock any chance to stand down from these climactic levels of stimulation.
Then Maurice shouted, "Here it comes, you fucking bitches! Here it comes! Oh fuck, FUUUUCK, it's a big one, gonna' cover you in it, gonna' drown you, gonna' oh my fucking God-- OH, OH, OH..."

With each "oh" a massive surge of white-hot thick cream flew out of the end of his cock. The first two big thick ropes hit Tygre right across the forehead and the bridge of her nose. She closed her eyes, opened her mouth, stuck her tongue out and licked the head mid-spurt. Awesome. I tried to watch from the side, but after two more splashes of juice on her face she opened one eye (the left one was still juice-free) and with her hand aimed the big cockhead right at me.

Looking at his dick head-on, knowing another big tidal wave of sperm was on its way was extremely exciting and a little unnerving. When would it happen? Could I get it right into my mouth? Would it turn Maurice on more if it hit me in the face, slapping me like an offended old lady? Or would his nuts swell up more if I took it straight down my throat, showing him how hungry for his love I was?

I decided across the face was the best and most decadent way. I could swallow his lovejuice later, on another pass. The piss slit looked like the barrel of a gun, ready to fire a slug of love right at me, ready to cover me in genetic little copies of that incredibly sexy black bastard. I couldn't think of anything more exciting at that moment. I wanted him covering me, I wanted to bathe in his hot come.

I thought to myself, "Knock me out with your come -- blow that crap all over my head with your dick." He looked down at me as his hand started milking his dick. "Hold on bitch, here's some morrrrrrrr---ah, FUCK, FUCK, oh fuck yes, oh, oh, oh..." BAM, out of the piss slit I was watching like my life depended on it, out exploded another rope of Maurice's jizz, followed by another, and another, and two more. The guy could come forever.

The splashes felt like they almost burned my face when they landed, they were still so hot straight from his balls and prostate. Tygre was groaning with hunger, "Mmmmmm, mmmmmmm, fuck, gimme gimme GIMME!" watching my face get coated with that lovely shit. My cock was rock hard from feeling his spunk all over me. My eyes were closed, mouth open slightly, tongue licking around the lips as jizz came within reach. The stuff was running off me now, off my chin and pooling on my chest and lower arms. Delicious.


Tygre leaned in close and began cleaning my face off with her tongue. She sucked my eye sockets clear and then tongued them to get the residue. Felt really weird but kind of titillating. Good ol' Tygre. I licked her face in turn, cleaning her off like we were two monkeys with no access to a sink. It was disgusting, twisted, and lovely.

Maurice was still milking the last little bits of come from his dick onto the two of us, knowing we didn't want to miss a drop. Our commotion had evidently continued the tsunami of climaxes Lisa had started. Jason had blown a load clear up into Rachel's brain pan. She still hadn't come, but Rebecca was unable to contain herself and had strummed her own clit to climax coinciding with Maurice. She was moaning and kissing Jason as they both came.

Tygre and I finally finished up licking up all the come on each other. We were really fucking worked up. My balls were beginning to turn blue -- keep in mind I still hadn't exploded and I had had to endure both Lisa and Tygre's tight pussies milking my wang. It was time to blow my first nut of the night. What was the best way?

Tygre decided for me. She was facing me now, and she sat down again forcing my rod up her hot little cunny. "Aw, Phae, I love that. Can I come on you? Will you let me come on you? I want my juices all over you. 'K? Please?"

How could I say no. "Tygre, you have whatever you want -- I want you to be happy. Take your pleasure however you want it. I love you."

"I love you, too." With that, she started this gyration thing to get maximum penetration and also make some contact for her clit. It was really bearing down on my dick pretty hard, too hard to stimulate it to climax. So I just held on her hips, licked and kissed her nipples and sweet full mouth, and let her ride me until she hit her peak. It wasn't going to take too long.

The others were resting and just enjoying the show. Jesh, however, had still not come. His balls were blue as the sky. I could tell because he kept reaching down to hold them gently, and we all knew that sign.

I pulled Tygre down and held her still on my dick. "Jesh, come over here please."

He got off the bed and walked over. Maurice, watching me get a good grasp on Tygre cheeks with both hands, guessed what was next. He reached over next to the laptop and grabbed a bottle of lube. Pouring generous amounts all over his hands, he came over to walk around behind Tygre.

Tygre looked down at me, leaned over and whispered "It might be Jesh's cock in my ass, but as far as I'm concerned I'm pretending you have two dicks. Bury them both as far as they can go in me. Get your whole fucking body inside me if you can. I want to become one with you, baby."

Nice. See why I loved her with so much passion? Who could resist these bitches? Who could _not_ love them like crazy?

Jesh used his nice thick thighs to brace himself so his dick lined up with Tygre's asshole. Maurice groped Jesh's cock, getting it totally slick. Jesh winced -- the feel of a man's hand on his dick was only making his balls worse. Maurice reached over with his other hand and massaged Tygre's little rosebud. I felt his contact when she gasped and gripped my shoulders harder. "Oooooh, he's got a finger on my hole. He's rubbing it around now, getting the muscle loose. GOD he knows what he's doing, I'm so sensitive back there...ooooooh."

I could have told her that -- Maurice had stuck his baseball bat up my ass so many times he was an expert at anal preparation. Tygre informed me through body motions when he started actually squirming fingers into her back door. Eventually he had three in there, stretching, probing, exploring, stretching, loosening, prepping. Then he could tell she was ready. Pulling Jesh closer by gripping his dick hard and slowly but surely pulling it closer to Tygre's hole, Maurice got them both lined up.

Tygre pushed up with her thighs (making these beautiful muscles bulge out on the sides) so only the head of my dick (purple and bloated with need) was still inside her. She stuck her ass out as much as she could to make a tempting target. She didn't need to -- the look on Jesh's face was priceless. It was clear nothing but an act of God was going to prevent his entire cock from getting embedded to the balls in her anus.

Maurice made contact with Tygre's ring and Jesh's helmet. Both of them gasped.

Jesh reached out and gripped her hips.

"Tygre, I need to..." he trailed off. I could tell he was about to start crying, tears were welling up.

"What, my baby? What is it? What do you need? I'll give it to you, just ask nicely."

"I need to just push it in. I can't do this slowly. But I don't want to hurt you. I just...FUCK I need it in you allthewayrightnow." He almost sobbed during the last part. His balls were really quite blue, and it was affecting his mind. He was getting quite insane with lust and need, the dreadful painful need to expel the millions of voracious sperm eating him alive from the inside. I knew the feeling -- I didn't blame him.

"Oh, my poor baby, is that all?" With that, Tygre pushed back hard against Jesh getting his whole cock up inside her in one movement. She hissed between her gritted teeth, knowing the pain would be temporary but the gift to Jesh permanent. Jesh also pushed forward when he felt her start backwards and their bodies met somewhere in the middle. It was as if a massive steel vault door had closed somewhere in the house.

It was an irrevocable action of combination -- what was done could not be undone. Jesh was totally within her lower bowel, rooting around with his cock, finding -- no, making, _forcing_ a home for itself. He continued to try to get deeper, even though what was left of his rational mind knew that's all he could manage -- his whole pelvis was just not going to fit in there.

A long moan slowly leaked from Jesh, like some sort of steam pressure valve releasing. I didn't think he was coming, but I wasn't entirely sure. One thing was certain -- he couldn't last long in that Chinese finger puzzle of an ass.

They went at each others' genitals like dogs, like some sort of minx ripping at each other while they mated. It was almost frightening, but Jesh got this way every time we got his balls so blue. No one held him accountable -- it was our fault, done with total foreknowledge. It was just too fun to see him get so worked up and lose his mind. It was special. We couldn't resist.

They fucked and fucked. Tygre looked down at me and winked, telling me she'd get to me in a moment. She was just too engrossed in feeling the totally perverted sensation of her asshole gripping Jesh's dick and not wanting to let go. Jesh was watching his dick pull a good quater-inch of her rectum outside of her asshole, before he pushed it back into place with his favorite tool. The cock and asshole were reflecting light everywhere, almost frictionless with lube.

I was OK for now, but I knew I'd need some attention very soon. Tygre knew it too. After a few more hard pushes backwards, she clenched down with her anus. Jesh was locked down inside better than if she'd drank a bottle of wood glue. She pulled forwards, dragging Jesh along with her. Still holding him there, she looked down and said, "OK, you sons of bitches, it's my turn now," and sat down slowly on my cock, allowing Jesh to rearrange himself so he didn't come out of her.

I was thrilled to the throat to feel Jesh's dick brushing my own within our raven soul sister. Her curls still intact, albeit with a few smidges of Maurice's come in them, the gold chain flickering in the candlelight, she fucked us silly. Up, down, backwards, forwards, she played our cocks like force feedback Playstation controllers. It was only a few minutes until I felt my own balls start to draw up. Just in time, too, the blue shit was getting fierce and I was going to fuck my _dog_ if that's what it took to get some release.

Jesh's voice also told us he was close. Was Tygre trying to get us all to go at once? We'd only made that happen a couple of times, it was really tough to do.

Tonight was no exception, unfortunately. I had to start it off by blasting away, redecorating Tygre's cunt from red to white with come. After 7 spasms I lost count. The come almost felt like piss, that's how concentrated and heavy the flow was. Even after I was drained, I kept banging Tygre. My own juices got pushed back out of her pussy, draining onto my thighs and balls.

After another 20 or 25 long strong strokes in and out of Tygre's bucking asscheeks, Jesh shouted, "Fuck me, finally, yes, please, don't stop, push back, putthatassonmydickyoufuckingbitch pushitback pushitback aaaaaaaAAAHHHHH FUCK GIVE ME THAT FUCKING TIGHT ASSHOLE! YES! YES! Oh sweet Jesus COMING FUCKING COMING CAN'T STOP COMING AHH, AHH, AHH, YEAH, AHH, AHH..." Now he _was_ in fact crying.

His head thrown back, he was unloading what must have been a truly massive sperm count into Tygre's sweet, tight asshole. His buttcheeks kept flexing long after he must have run out of juice, he just couldn't prevent the aftershocks. Tears rolled down his face from the force of his orgasm. Gasping, crying, he would have ejaculated blood if he could have, anything to get more fluid pushed through his prostate and out his peter. He was too spent to continue.

His head came forward, his breath ragged and his face and chest flushed with exertion. Man, he had worked out tonight. Tygre was trying to push back but his energy was _done_. So was mine for the meanwhile. Tygre was in some trouble.

"Oh, fuck me, are you serious. You two bastards get me this close, and then leave me hanging?!" Tygre's eyes flashed dangerously. She was on the verge of being really pissed off, which usually meant very bad things.

Jesh and I looked at each other sheepishly. What the hell were we going to do now?

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I was told that I might want to post this before the start of the stories. See I figured that people would be smart enough to realize that the sizes used in this series are almost totally impossible unless you got a plastic surgeon or something. So if you're not into the big boobs, big cocks or what ever else I can come up with then don't read my stories cause that's what they will be for a while. I'm talking like cartoon sizes.

There was a knock at the door. Both girls jumped up as they franticly started to get dressed.

"Just one second I'm putting away my groceries." Marissa said. As they both got dressed quickly Erin went to the door and Marissa went to her groceries that she had put away.

She whispered "So what we keep this quite right?"

"Well duh" Erin answered

Marissa nodded as Erin opened the door. The two friends entered happy to see them both.

Sam piped up saying "So sorry we're late don't know what happened to us."

"Yea so what have you two been up to... something gay no doubt?" Julia said.

"What..." Both Erin and Marissa said together.

"You know mothers lock up you sons E and Mars are on the town." Julia said laughing "So what did you want to show us."

"Hey you didn't just show what ever to E did you?" Sam asked

"Oh...nope Erin got here just a few minutes ago." Marissa said

"Great let's see what ever it is you wanted to show us." Sam said

"Please step into my office." Marissa told them.

The scent of sex was in the room. Marissa could smell it from where she was standing. She entered into her friends minds and told them that the scent is normal.

"Okay." Julia said in the bedroom "What do you want to show us."

Marissa just nodded saying "Oh don't you worry...I'll show you and more."

As all four girls entered the bedroom Erin, Julia and Sam sat on Marissa's bed. Marissa looked at them. Erin was sitting in the middle on the end of the bed. First she looked at Julia she is an Italian girl with a dark light skin color; she is 5 foot 4, 108 pounds, black hair and had a small bust only a 34 B cup but she had an incredible ass. She had a size 6 foot and was sitting behind Erin on the bed. She had an obsession with big cocks and that's all she will fuck. She demanded to see the guys cock before they even went out on a date. Her option was the bigger the better. The biggest she ever got inside of her was 7.5 inches.

Samantha is a brunette she is 5 foot 7 and had a respectable 42 D cup. But she had a small ass. She had big feet also she wore a size 13 shoe so she always wore sandals. Her feet were the biggest in the crowd and she was obsessed with feet. She's sitting to the left of Erin and was staring at her feet. She lost her virginity the summer after her graduation, she meet a guy who loved big feet and hers were the biggest he had seen in a long time. They went out all summer he would rub her feet every day rubbing foot lotion in. On the last night before they went away to college she offered her pussy to him and they fucked for hours . Finally sitting on the right of Erin there was Alice. She had a lot of plastic surgery done on her body. Before her grade 12 year she was a fat girl at 350 pounds with an A bra cup. She was teased on a daily basis's. She would come home crying as the tears ran down her fat cheeks. Her parents felt real bad for her so after grade 11 they offered her a chance for plastic surgery and of course she took it. Liposuction, breast enhancement she had it all done. Alice's parents told her they had saved up fifty thousand dollars. They had been saving ever since her grade 7 year. So she went out to the doctor got the fat sucked out of her body. Put some silicone in her tits. Now she is 150 pounds, a 40 D tits and a size 10 shoe. Now she is a total knock out but still a virgin. Because she was around many of the guys who went to high school with her and she figured that hey they made fun of my though out high school so why should I give my cherry to them, she gave lots of head but that was as far she would go.

Marissa stood in front of them. Thinking for a minute on how she should explain it to them. She just figured that maybe it would be best to just say it.

"Okay ladies, I got something to tell ya's." Marissa said.

"Yea we know... that's why we're here." Sam said.

Laughing Marissa said "Yea okay..."

"Okay I know this will sound kinda wacky maybe even weird but I have developed these weird powers...I can control my body with my mind."

The three girls looked at her weird.

"No I'm serious...I signed up for an experiment with a student who lives in the rez." As Marissa reached over to the bottle of pills sitting on her desk. "See these are the pills I talk one every day and tell the guy who administers the experiment any results. For a long time...like a week or so there was nothing. Then I had to go in to explain why a paper was late to a professor and well....he raped me." Marissa told them.

"Oh my god are you okay." All the girls said jumping up to comfort her.

"No, no, no I'm fine and glad it happened it launched my powers." Marissa explained.

As the three girls went back to sitting down on Marissa's bed. Marissa went back to explaining. "See I can control my body sizes and recently I found out that I can control others." She said looking at Erin.

"Yea right, okay you were raped that's okay but there's no need to make up a story." Sam said.

"Oh trust me this is no story, See all I do is I take on of these little pills and pop it in my mouth like so." As she took the pill from the bottle, putt it her mouth and swallowed it.

As she started to make her tits grow bigger all the girls mouths dropped open.

Jill said "Oh my fucking god your tits are getting huge, how big can you get them anyway?"

"Don't know I got them up to a double G cup once see." As Marissa expanded her tits to a double G size. "I can do anything with my body even grow it larger."

"OH MY GOD LETS SEE THAT!!" Julia exclaimed excitedly.

"Okay then." Marissa answered looking up. "How high would you say that ceiling is fifteen...twenty feet?"

"Umm... yea... if that." Erin said

"Okay then up we go." As Marissa started growing until the top of her head touched the ceiling.

As she looked down past her double G tits at her small friends she said "So believe me now?" As she sat in a corner of the room her feet pressed up against the other side of the room.

As the three girls looked up. Erin said "HOLY SHIT!"

Sam looking at her feet said "Wiggle those toes will ya."

Marissa wiggled them then went back down to her normal size. Her friend's mouths were all just hanging open as she came down.

"And that's what I wanted to show you ladies." Marissa told them.

"Oh my god Mars..." Julia eventually spit out.

"Yea that's not the only thing I got working for me either, I can create clothes on me just by thinking of them." As she started switching outfits at random. "My brain has all so increased in power, homework that use to take me hours I can do now in about ten minutes."

"Yea right Mars." Sam said.

Marissa looked around seeing that Sam had brought her school bag with her she asked "What kind of books you got in there."

"Nothing much just advanced calculus, advanced bio you know hard shit." Sam answered

Marissa looked right at her and said "Oh yea let me see em."

As Marissa took up the books she asked "So what page are you on."

Sam still mesmerized by Marissa's giant G tits replied swallowing hard "Uhh...969."

"Mmm 969 my favorite number." As she opened the book looked at the questions grabbed some paper and a pen and just started to write without reading the lesson.

About ten minutes later she said "Okay finished."

Handing the paper to Sam, Sam quickly looked over the work. Then flipped to the back where the answers were. "My god, there all right."

"Yea I know it was rather simple work thought." Marissa bragged.

Erin took one look at her and said "Okay you three wait right here, I'll be right back."

As Erin got up slid on her sandals and ran out of the room. 15 minutes later she came back into the room. "Okay here." She said trusting a book onto Marissa's desk.

"Accounting...?" Marissa said curiously.

"Yea accounting." As Erin opened the big book up to a page that she had been working on early that day she said "You do that...it is fucking impossible."

"Ok." Marissa said nervously. Math had never been one of her strong suits. She had put this subject off for a year.

As Marissa sat down with a blank sheet of paper and a pencil she started to read and write. It was easy enough for her to whip though. As Marissa furiously wrote looking over top of her super huge double G tits, Erin looked over her shoulder quietly she said "Holy shit look at her go."

"Done." Marissa exclaimed happily.

"Hold on there super hoe let me see that work anyone can just write numbers down and..." as she looked over the work her eyes went big, her face went pale and she almost passed out. "...Oh my fuckin god this is right...wow your brain has gotten better."

"Yea well its all pretty basic stuff." Marissa said still bragging.

"This isn't the only improvement I've had ...I'm now totally and permanently hairless in all the areas that count." She said as she switched into a pair of short shorts showing off her smooth sexy legs.

"Say while you're altering you outfit lets see you in a string bikini." Sam asked.

"Okay." As Marissa clothes started to shrink she expanded her ass so it looked fuller. Until eventually she was left with a bikini that covered her nipples and pussy.

As she stood there she shook her giant tits so they clanged back and forth.

"It's almost mesmerizing isn't it?" Julia said in a calm voice.

Marissa though hey you ladies haven't seen anything yet. Hey if I gotta put ideas into people's heads why not have some fun with it as she remembered that new star wars movie she had seen a few days ago.

Yes I'll do it like Yoda. she continued to think.

Horny you all are getting, she started with.

All three started shifting. "Say uhh Mars can you pull back those giant melons of yours... please." Erin said half begging.

"No...why would I want to that?" As she banged them together again.

"Jesus I'm getting so turned on here." Sam said.

"Me to." Both Erin and Julia said together.

The girls looked at each other then at Marissa.

"Yea it was me." Marissa said "I made you all hornier that you've ever been in your lives.

"Why..." Julia asked with her face turning red.

"Oh no reason just cause I can and you will stay like that until I say other wise." Marissa said as she started to turn into her sex goddess form. She rose up to 6 feet tall she left her tits at double G, she turned her hair from brownish blond to a jet black and dropped it down to her waist, she widened her hips out, she flattened her stomach out taking away the bit of fat that was on her stomach, she turned her belly button from in to out, she puffed her lips out making it look like she had collagen injections, and she expanded her foot from a size 3 to a size 5.

Fuck me you will now, go with obsessions you will.

As the girls looked at her Marissa crossed the room and laid on the bed losing the bikini.

"GOD I'VE GOT TO SUCK ON THOSE FEET!!" Sam screamed.

"YEA LET ME AT THE THAT BLACK GIRL ASS YOU GOT THERE." Julia said.

"I GOT THE PUSSY." Erin said.

As the three girls crawled over Marissa's body she had Sam with her mouth on Marissa's foot, Erin licking and slurping at her pussy and Julia spanking her big ass and putting her tongue down the crack. Marissa thought ok this is fun and all but no ones going after my huge tits look at them nipples all erect and everything.

Julia my tits you want now.

"Okay time for a change let me see those huge watermelons you got for tits there Mars." Julia said.

As Julia started sucking on her nipples Marissa though I don't want them calling me by my name when I'm like this.

Goddess you will address me as in this form. Normal will it seem to you.

"Oh goddess I love these feet of yours." Sam said licking and sucking on her toes.

"Yes goddess I love this sweet smelling pussy you got here." Erin said kissing and using her tongue.

"Yea goddess to bad these giant tits can't give milk or nothing." Sam said.

Marissa looked down at here "Oh but they can." As milk started oozing out.

"Oh my god look at that." Erin said as she started to crawl up to get a drink.

"Yea that's cool." Sam said trying to push the girls out of the way so she could some.

"Its okay don't fight you'll all get some of mama's tit milk. Marissa said.

Fight you will.

"Hey Julia get off it's my turn" Sam said.

"Drop dead sasquatch." Julia said meanly.

"Yea don't make me turn these size 14s up your fat ass." Sam said grabbing Julia by the hair and pulled her back throwing her to the ground.

As Sam started to suck the milk out of Marissa's tits Julia got up and grabbed Erin by her legs saying "Okay your turns over, gimmy that tit."

But Erin held on for dear life to that mammoth mammary. Eventually Sam pulled Erin off but Erin didn't want to give it up with out a fight.

As the two girls started rolling around on the floor Sam said "Oh I bet this is familiar to you huh lezo." Erin answered back "Yea what's you point fat ass."

Marissa looked at the two girls rolling around on the floor.

Even though she was getting aroused by the site of the two girls rolling and fighting she didn't want anyone to get hurt.

Stop fighting you will.

"Hey come on Jules E stop fighting look..." Marissa said.

As the two girls looked up they saw Marissa's pussy closing up and a penis growing out.

"Okay sorry goddess." Both said at the same time.

"Friends?" Erin asked Sam.

"Friends." Sam agreed

Erin went back to sucking on Marissa's nipples and Sam took the 7 inch cock.

Finger yourselves you will. Cum you will not.

So each girl started shoving there fingers into there pussies but as wet as they were nothing was coming out.

"OH YES OH YES OH YES OH...YESSSSS!!!!" Marissa screamed.

As the cum came forth and out her new cock in 5 big gushes.

"Yumm thanks goddess that was tasty" Sam said.

As the last of the milk oozed out of her large tits both Erin and Julia looked up they both had milk running down the sides of there mouths. "Yea thanks goddess." They both said.

"No problem." Marissa said out of breath,

"Thanks ladies that was fun." Marissa said getting up off the bed.

Cheated you feel still horny you are.

"Come on goddess we are still so turned on come on." Julia said looking at Marissa's still large cock "Stick that in me."

"No no I'm too tried." Marissa said looking at the clock. It read as almost 2pm.

Later it is. AM is what the clock says.

"Oh Jesus Christ look at the time." Sam said.

"Yea we have been fucking for almost 14 hours." Erin said.

"Well I guess we'd better get hom..." Julia started but Marissa cut her off going into her mind.

Stay here you want to.

"... On second thought it is late Mars can we stay over until tomorrow." Julia corrected herself.

Marissa looked at the three friends "Yea okay just until tomorrow though then your out."

"Yea but I don't have my PJs here." Sam said in whiny voice.

Sleep naked you will.

"Come on Sammy with what we just did are you really going to worry about PJ's" Erin said.

"Hmm guess not... I suppose we can all sleep naked." Sam answered.

"That okay with you god...issa?" Julia asked as Marissa reverted back into her original body with the double G tits.

"Sure...whatever." Marissa said with a devilish smile on her face.

"Good time for a slumber party just like when we were in grade school." Sam said.

Oh yea, Marissa though, maybe with a bit of a twist she said looking at her meter which read 20% power.

"Three horny women, three juicy pussies this is going to be fun." Marissa said quietly as she left the room to go into the bathroom to prepare for the continuation of the fuck fest.

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I was told that I might want to post this before the start of the stories. See I figured that people would be smart enough to realize that the sizes used in this series are almost totally impossible unless you got a plastic surgeon or something. So if you're not into the big boobs, big cocks or what ever else I can come up with then don't read my stories cause that's what they will be for a while. I'm talking like cartoon sizes.

There was a knock at the door. Both girls jumped up as they franticly started to get dressed.

"Just one second I'm putting away my groceries." Marissa said. As they both got dressed quickly Erin went to the door and Marissa went to her groceries that she had put away.

She whispered "So what we keep this quite right?"

"Well duh" Erin answered

Marissa nodded as Erin opened the door. The two friends entered happy to see them both.

Sam piped up saying "So sorry we're late don't know what happened to us."

"Yea so what have you two been up to... something gay no doubt?" Julia said.

"What..." Both Erin and Marissa said together.

"You know mothers lock up you sons E and Mars are on the town." Julia said laughing "So what did you want to show us."

"Hey you didn't just show what ever to E did you?" Sam asked

"Oh...nope Erin got here just a few minutes ago." Marissa said

"Great let's see what ever it is you wanted to show us." Sam said

"Please step into my office." Marissa told them.

The scent of sex was in the room. Marissa could smell it from where she was standing. She entered into her friends minds and told them that the scent is normal.

"Okay." Julia said in the bedroom "What do you want to show us."

Marissa just nodded saying "Oh don't you worry...I'll show you and more."

As all four girls entered the bedroom Erin, Julia and Sam sat on Marissa's bed. Marissa looked at them. Erin was sitting in the middle on the end of the bed. First she looked at Julia she is an Italian girl with a dark light skin color; she is 5 foot 4, 108 pounds, black hair and had a small bust only a 34 B cup but she had an incredible ass. She had a size 6 foot and was sitting behind Erin on the bed. She had an obsession with big cocks and that's all she will fuck. She demanded to see the guys cock before they even went out on a date. Her option was the bigger the better. The biggest she ever got inside of her was 7.5 inches.

Samantha is a brunette she is 5 foot 7 and had a respectable 42 D cup. But she had a small ass. She had big feet also she wore a size 13 shoe so she always wore sandals. Her feet were the biggest in the crowd and she was obsessed with feet. She's sitting to the left of Erin and was staring at her feet. She lost her virginity the summer after her graduation, she meet a guy who loved big feet and hers were the biggest he had seen in a long time. They went out all summer he would rub her feet every day rubbing foot lotion in. On the last night before they went away to college she offered her pussy to him and they fucked for hours . Finally sitting on the right of Erin there was Alice. She had a lot of plastic surgery done on her body. Before her grade 12 year she was a fat girl at 350 pounds with an A bra cup. She was teased on a daily basis's. She would come home crying as the tears ran down her fat cheeks. Her parents felt real bad for her so after grade 11 they offered her a chance for plastic surgery and of course she took it. Liposuction, breast enhancement she had it all done. Alice's parents told her they had saved up fifty thousand dollars. They had been saving ever since her grade 7 year. So she went out to the doctor got the fat sucked out of her body. Put some silicone in her tits. Now she is 150 pounds, a 40 D tits and a size 10 shoe. Now she is a total knock out but still a virgin. Because she was around many of the guys who went to high school with her and she figured that hey they made fun of my though out high school so why should I give my cherry to them, she gave lots of head but that was as far she would go.

Marissa stood in front of them. Thinking for a minute on how she should explain it to them. She just figured that maybe it would be best to just say it.

"Okay ladies, I got something to tell ya's." Marissa said.

"Yea we know... that's why we're here." Sam said.

Laughing Marissa said "Yea okay..."

"Okay I know this will sound kinda wacky maybe even weird but I have developed these weird powers...I can control my body with my mind."

The three girls looked at her weird.

"No I'm serious...I signed up for an experiment with a student who lives in the rez." As Marissa reached over to the bottle of pills sitting on her desk. "See these are the pills I talk one every day and tell the guy who administers the experiment any results. For a long time...like a week or so there was nothing. Then I had to go in to explain why a paper was late to a professor and well....he raped me." Marissa told them.

"Oh my god are you okay." All the girls said jumping up to comfort her.

"No, no, no I'm fine and glad it happened it launched my powers." Marissa explained.

As the three girls went back to sitting down on Marissa's bed. Marissa went back to explaining. "See I can control my body sizes and recently I found out that I can control others." She said looking at Erin.

"Yea right, okay you were raped that's okay but there's no need to make up a story." Sam said.

"Oh trust me this is no story, See all I do is I take on of these little pills and pop it in my mouth like so." As she took the pill from the bottle, putt it her mouth and swallowed it.

As she started to make her tits grow bigger all the girls mouths dropped open.

Jill said "Oh my fucking god your tits are getting huge, how big can you get them anyway?"

"Don't know I got them up to a double G cup once see." As Marissa expanded her tits to a double G size. "I can do anything with my body even grow it larger."

"OH MY GOD LETS SEE THAT!!" Julia exclaimed excitedly.

"Okay then." Marissa answered looking up. "How high would you say that ceiling is fifteen...twenty feet?"

"Umm... yea... if that." Erin said

"Okay then up we go." As Marissa started growing until the top of her head touched the ceiling.

As she looked down past her double G tits at her small friends she said "So believe me now?" As she sat in a corner of the room her feet pressed up against the other side of the room.

As the three girls looked up. Erin said "HOLY SHIT!"

Sam looking at her feet said "Wiggle those toes will ya."

Marissa wiggled them then went back down to her normal size. Her friend's mouths were all just hanging open as she came down.

"And that's what I wanted to show you ladies." Marissa told them.

"Oh my god Mars..." Julia eventually spit out.

"Yea that's not the only thing I got working for me either, I can create clothes on me just by thinking of them." As she started switching outfits at random. "My brain has all so increased in power, homework that use to take me hours I can do now in about ten minutes."

"Yea right Mars." Sam said.

Marissa looked around seeing that Sam had brought her school bag with her she asked "What kind of books you got in there."

"Nothing much just advanced calculus, advanced bio you know hard shit." Sam answered

Marissa looked right at her and said "Oh yea let me see em."

As Marissa took up the books she asked "So what page are you on."

Sam still mesmerized by Marissa's giant G tits replied swallowing hard "Uhh...969."

"Mmm 969 my favorite number." As she opened the book looked at the questions grabbed some paper and a pen and just started to write without reading the lesson.

About ten minutes later she said "Okay finished."

Handing the paper to Sam, Sam quickly looked over the work. Then flipped to the back where the answers were. "My god, there all right."

"Yea I know it was rather simple work thought." Marissa bragged.

Erin took one look at her and said "Okay you three wait right here, I'll be right back."

As Erin got up slid on her sandals and ran out of the room. 15 minutes later she came back into the room. "Okay here." She said trusting a book onto Marissa's desk.

"Accounting...?" Marissa said curiously.

"Yea accounting." As Erin opened the big book up to a page that she had been working on early that day she said "You do that...it is fucking impossible."

"Ok." Marissa said nervously. Math had never been one of her strong suits. She had put this subject off for a year.

As Marissa sat down with a blank sheet of paper and a pencil she started to read and write. It was easy enough for her to whip though. As Marissa furiously wrote looking over top of her super huge double G tits, Erin looked over her shoulder quietly she said "Holy shit look at her go."

"Done." Marissa exclaimed happily.

"Hold on there super hoe let me see that work anyone can just write numbers down and..." as she looked over the work her eyes went big, her face went pale and she almost passed out. "...Oh my fuckin god this is right...wow your brain has gotten better."

"Yea well its all pretty basic stuff." Marissa said still bragging.

"This isn't the only improvement I've had ...I'm now totally and permanently hairless in all the areas that count." She said as she switched into a pair of short shorts showing off her smooth sexy legs.

"Say while you're altering you outfit lets see you in a string bikini." Sam asked.

"Okay." As Marissa clothes started to shrink she expanded her ass so it looked fuller. Until eventually she was left with a bikini that covered her nipples and pussy.

As she stood there she shook her giant tits so they clanged back and forth.

"It's almost mesmerizing isn't it?" Julia said in a calm voice.

Marissa though hey you ladies haven't seen anything yet. Hey if I gotta put ideas into people's heads why not have some fun with it as she remembered that new star wars movie she had seen a few days ago.

Yes I'll do it like Yoda. she continued to think.

Horny you all are getting, she started with.

All three started shifting. "Say uhh Mars can you pull back those giant melons of yours... please." Erin said half begging.

"No...why would I want to that?" As she banged them together again.

"Jesus I'm getting so turned on here." Sam said.

"Me to." Both Erin and Julia said together.

The girls looked at each other then at Marissa.

"Yea it was me." Marissa said "I made you all hornier that you've ever been in your lives.

"Why..." Julia asked with her face turning red.

"Oh no reason just cause I can and you will stay like that until I say other wise." Marissa said as she started to turn into her sex goddess form. She rose up to 6 feet tall she left her tits at double G, she turned her hair from brownish blond to a jet black and dropped it down to her waist, she widened her hips out, she flattened her stomach out taking away the bit of fat that was on her stomach, she turned her belly button from in to out, she puffed her lips out making it look like she had collagen injections, and she expanded her foot from a size 3 to a size 5.

Fuck me you will now, go with obsessions you will.

As the girls looked at her Marissa crossed the room and laid on the bed losing the bikini.

"GOD I'VE GOT TO SUCK ON THOSE FEET!!" Sam screamed.

"YEA LET ME AT THE THAT BLACK GIRL ASS YOU GOT THERE." Julia said.

"I GOT THE PUSSY." Erin said.

As the three girls crawled over Marissa's body she had Sam with her mouth on Marissa's foot, Erin licking and slurping at her pussy and Julia spanking her big ass and putting her tongue down the crack. Marissa thought ok this is fun and all but no ones going after my huge tits look at them nipples all erect and everything.

Julia my tits you want now.

"Okay time for a change let me see those huge watermelons you got for tits there Mars." Julia said.

As Julia started sucking on her nipples Marissa though I don't want them calling me by my name when I'm like this.

Goddess you will address me as in this form. Normal will it seem to you.

"Oh goddess I love these feet of yours." Sam said licking and sucking on her toes.

"Yes goddess I love this sweet smelling pussy you got here." Erin said kissing and using her tongue.

"Yea goddess to bad these giant tits can't give milk or nothing." Sam said.

Marissa looked down at here "Oh but they can." As milk started oozing out.

"Oh my god look at that." Erin said as she started to crawl up to get a drink.

"Yea that's cool." Sam said trying to push the girls out of the way so she could some.

"Its okay don't fight you'll all get some of mama's tit milk. Marissa said.

Fight you will.

"Hey Julia get off it's my turn" Sam said.

"Drop dead sasquatch." Julia said meanly.

"Yea don't make me turn these size 14s up your fat ass." Sam said grabbing Julia by the hair and pulled her back throwing her to the ground.

As Sam started to suck the milk out of Marissa's tits Julia got up and grabbed Erin by her legs saying "Okay your turns over, gimmy that tit."

But Erin held on for dear life to that mammoth mammary. Eventually Sam pulled Erin off but Erin didn't want to give it up with out a fight.

As the two girls started rolling around on the floor Sam said "Oh I bet this is familiar to you huh lezo." Erin answered back "Yea what's you point fat ass."

Marissa looked at the two girls rolling around on the floor.

Even though she was getting aroused by the site of the two girls rolling and fighting she didn't want anyone to get hurt.

Stop fighting you will.

"Hey come on Jules E stop fighting look..." Marissa said.

As the two girls looked up they saw Marissa's pussy closing up and a penis growing out.

"Okay sorry goddess." Both said at the same time.

"Friends?" Erin asked Sam.

"Friends." Sam agreed

Erin went back to sucking on Marissa's nipples and Sam took the 7 inch cock.

Finger yourselves you will. Cum you will not.

So each girl started shoving there fingers into there pussies but as wet as they were nothing was coming out.

"OH YES OH YES OH YES OH...YESSSSS!!!!" Marissa screamed.

As the cum came forth and out her new cock in 5 big gushes.

"Yumm thanks goddess that was tasty" Sam said.

As the last of the milk oozed out of her large tits both Erin and Julia looked up they both had milk running down the sides of there mouths. "Yea thanks goddess." They both said.

"No problem." Marissa said out of breath,

"Thanks ladies that was fun." Marissa said getting up off the bed.

Cheated you feel still horny you are.

"Come on goddess we are still so turned on come on." Julia said looking at Marissa's still large cock "Stick that in me."

"No no I'm too tried." Marissa said looking at the clock. It read as almost 2pm.

Later it is. AM is what the clock says.

"Oh Jesus Christ look at the time." Sam said.

"Yea we have been fucking for almost 14 hours." Erin said.

"Well I guess we'd better get hom..." Julia started but Marissa cut her off going into her mind.

Stay here you want to.

"... On second thought it is late Mars can we stay over until tomorrow." Julia corrected herself.

Marissa looked at the three friends "Yea okay just until tomorrow though then your out."

"Yea but I don't have my PJs here." Sam said in whiny voice.

Sleep naked you will.

"Come on Sammy with what we just did are you really going to worry about PJ's" Erin said.

"Hmm guess not... I suppose we can all sleep naked." Sam answered.

"That okay with you god...issa?" Julia asked as Marissa reverted back into her original body with the double G tits.

"Sure...whatever." Marissa said with a devilish smile on her face.

"Good time for a slumber party just like when we were in grade school." Sam said.

Oh yea, Marissa though, maybe with a bit of a twist she said looking at her meter which read 20% power.

"Three horny women, three juicy pussies this is going to be fun." Marissa said quietly as she left the room to go into the bathroom to prepare for the continuation of the fuck fest.

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