Message-ID: <15361eli$9809160550@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: "evault" Subject: Evault story post: The Sexual Adventures of Exine (ff, mf, ffm, etc., casual sex, orgies) volumes 1-6 POST 1/2 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Ultra-Time: 16 Sep 1998 06:44:11 GMT Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <01bde0d8$2313cd60$7b4406d1@workhorse> ********************************************************** * Posted from the Erotica Vault * * New PERMANENT Web Address * * http://www.eccentrica.org/evault * * Email evault@hotmail.com * * Exine volumes 1-6 * * Posting 1 of 2 * * The Best FREE Erotic Story Archive * * on the net :) * * ********************************************************** The Sexual Adventures of Exine (c) copyright July 1991 E.D'Marillion Volume I As she walked along the boardwalk, she noticed the beach was strangely quiet and deserted for a summer day. Very few people were jogging or biking at 7:00 am, which was usually the peak time for the fitness freaks. She wiped her brow of the sweat already forming, noting that today was going to be very hot. It had to be 80 degrees already, but she felt like she was burning up inside. All night long she was having intense erotic dreams with nobody lying next to her to act them out in waking hours. This is what brought Exine to the boardwalk at early morning when she would have liked to roll out of bed around lunch time. She needed to find the "dream guy". Not too terribly handsome, or suave, but a guy with the look that says,"Now." She dressed for the occasion with a light jogging top with easy access zipper and very short shorts. Of course as you understand, underwear is always optional on excursions of this type. (And as we all know, underwear is a waste of time, money and energy.) Instead of wearing herself down and passing by a very good prospect, she opted for a brisk walk instead of jogging. Her frustation had put her on edge, and the lack of potentials wanted to make her scream. She thought,"Great, any other morning EVERYONE is out here, but NO, when I need it really bad, nobody's around. Before she knew it, she had walked the entire length of the boardwalk with nothing to show except a few wolf calls and the itch within her greatly increased. She turned on her heels and decided to give it one more time before giving up. Her thoughts started wandering to her dreams of the night before. The man who knew every spot on her body to make her scream had to be somewhere. She was starting to tire, and sat down on a bench. Throwing her arms out and her head back, she felt the sun warm her shoulders and ooze down her body like warm suntan oil. All the walking without a bra on had made her nipples hard from the friction. She closed her eyes and felt every nerve in her body singing from the long walk. A dark shadow suddenly blocked the sun from her closed eyes. Her eyes snapped open to reveal one of God's wildest creations standing practically on top of her. She had to focus her eyes to make out his face. He was tall, dark hair pulled into a pony tail, donning a bandanna on his head. His body was stocky, and her eyes seemed to dwell on his belt buckle that beheld the Harley-Davidson logo. His face had a couple days growth of a beard, and all Exine was thinking was,"Mister, let's do it full throttle." She smiled sweetly saying instead,"Good morning!" He put one of his boots up on the bench next to her, barely avoiding her clean shorts and asked,"Hey, you know anywhere around here that's pretty cheap to stay for a couple days?" Before she could answer he added,"Not anything fancy, I'm getting my bike fixed and I don't know how much it's gonna run me." "There's a couple of places that aren't too bad. I'm staying in the Econo-Inn a few blocks down and it's only about $35 for a night." He rubbed his eyes as he thought and shook his head. "Ah, I guess I'll have to think about it. Where's someplace besides a Gas-n-Go Mart to grab some breakfast?" She stood up and cocked her head as she thought. "Well, about a block down here is a little bistro that serves breakfast and the coffee's really good, looks like you need a cup. Tell you what, I'll treat." She waited for either a smooth agreement or a snide decline and wasn't getting either. She wanted to repeat it thinking he hadn't really heard her but he replied suspiciously, "Lady, you trying to pick me up?" "I'm tryin', but I don't think it's workin'!" He laughed outloud and said,"Tell you what, I'll treat, you just guide the way." He snickered as they started down the boardwalk. Exine thought,"This just might work." Over breakfast he told her that he was on his way to see some old friends about another 200 miles south and just as luck would have it, his bike broke down. He had walked it to the Harley shop that was in town but they wouldn't be able to get to it until the following morning so he was stuck for at least a day in town. "I ain't no shore person," he sneered. She couldn't help but notice he kept eyeing her over breakfast. She caught his gaze and held it trying to convey a secret message in the quiet bistro. After breakfast, outside, she offered to show him where she was staying. "Man, all I really want right now is a good hot shower," he said. "Wow, you're a man who's easy to please if that's ALL you want," she said. Then almost hastily,"I just thought of something, even if you register with the motel now, you won't get a room 'til 11:00. You know, if you're willing, you're welcome to use my shower. It's not like I have a roommate or anything." He lifted an eyebrow and quietly said,"If it's not a problem I really would 'preciate it. I don't know if I want to wait until 11:00." She thought to herself,"Either do I." It was a short walk to the motel and she had to restrain from looking too anxious to get there. As they got back, a sign in the office confirmed what she had said so they went up to her room. She showed him the bathroom making sure he had towels, soap, etc. Looking into his hazel eyes she said,"You know, I could really use a shower myself after the long walk I put in, and this place is really cheap about how much hot water they give you at one time..." She leaned against the sink, waiting for a reaction. His slight smirk, she took for signal to proceed. Exine slowly unzipped her top, never taking her eyes off him. His gaze was hooked on her tits, not in shock, but simple enjoyment. His smirk turned into a real smile as he took off his shirt revealing his hairy torso. He leaned over and cupped her breast, his thumb rubbing over the already hardened nipple. His other hand went down the back of her shorts and squeezed her ass firmly. She pulled herself close and felt his hardon through his jeans. He released her and pulled off her top carefully, tossing it out into the room and kneeled in front of her. As his fingers hooked into the waist of her shorts, he kissed her stomach. The wiry scruff of a beard scraped her tender skin and turned her on immensely. She braced herself against the sink and moaned softly. Very slowly he rolled the shorts down, so slowly she almost couldn't take the suspense. His tongue made its way down to her damp pussy as her shorts fell to her ankles. She quickly stepped out of them, kicking them aside and unashamedly spread her legs. His tongue swirled around her clit and went down to lap up her juices in a cycle that was putting her in an orgasmic frenzy. His unshaven face against her thighs was driving her wild. Then suddenly he stopped. She opened her eyes to see he had stood up and was undoing his pants. They dropped to the floor along with her shorts. He wrapped his hand around his half-hard cock, stroking it to its full potential. Her glazed eyes watched as he pumped his cock. She'd never seen a guy do that before. His cock stood at full attention as he came closer to her. He guided the head to her pussy lips. Running it up and down the wet slit, she shivered as it rubbed her clit. She had to him inside her now. She hopped up so her ass was on the vanity and spread her legs. "Fuck me, cowboy," she purred. He adeptly rammed his cock into her waiting pussy, fucking her hard and deep. Hot juices were oozing out of her and onto the slick vanity. He bit at her neck almost drawing blood,at which she only moaned louder at him. His rough hands squeezed her tits as he kissed and bit each one. Reaching down, grasping his cock, he pulled it out and rubbed the hot tip against her clit. She cried out in pleasure, throwing her head back. He thrust it in even deeper than before and pumped furiously until she felt him release inside her. She was almost sorry it lasted so short, until he promised he'd do better after the shower. They lathered and rinsed each other slowly, making sure no spot was left untouched. Without even drying off, he led her out of the shower and to the waiting bed. She looked down to see he was already almost completely hard and thought,"Now this is my kind of guy!" She reached down and touched his balls gently and started massaging them. He groaned. She slowly kissed his wet hairy chest working her way down past his nipples, past his stomach to the coarse hair that led to his hard cock. Her tongue caressed the base and slowly went up to the head that was starting to ooze a drop. She took it in her mouth, swirling her tongue around the head. Then she gradually worked the whole cock into her mouth. Her head moved slowly up and down, her long hair tickling his legs as he felt himself climbing toward another orgasm. He closed his eyes, feeling the pleasure even more intensely. She used her hand to start pumping on the base of his cock as she was licking him. Before it would end too soon he pulled her up and she took the hint. She straddled his body and positioned herself over the massive cock, lowering her wet pussy onto it. She moaned as it drove deeper and deeper into her. He reached up and squeezed her tits, slightly pinching the nipples. Her pussy clamped down on his organ as she enjoyed the sensations he was giving to her tits. Her rhythm was starting to get interrupted as she bobbed up and down but she didn't care. Her last and biggest orgasm was building fast and furious and as it hit her, she leaned down in a daze and kissed him full on the lips. As they lay in a pool of cum and sweat the air conditioning swept a cool breeze over their bodies. She was going to enjoy this new friend for the next day or so! Volume II Exine tapped the table in front of her a little too impatiently. She had to write a term paper on the rise and fall of the Roman Empire for her world history class. It was beyond her why she even had to take a world history class for a degree in business. She looked around the library. Everyone was absorbed in a book of some kind. She just couldn't concentrate. She kept thinking about the biker she had met down at the beach over the summer. Their friendship lasted a whole two days, but the soreness between her legs lasted a week. It was fun but now it was over and she had to get to work. "Time to take a break," she said to herself. She got up and went to the wall covered with a rack of magazines. A cover caught her eye whose headline proclaimed,"How To Drive Men Wild". She picked it up and muttered,"Yeah, teach ME something." A coupon for a subscription fell out onto the floor. She leaned over to pick it up noticing a piercing stare from behind. Or should we say, at her behind. Looking at him upside down, she stared back. She picked up the coupon and stood up straight. The librarian looked back at the assorted index cards laid out on his desk with a noticable blush in his cheeks. Exine shoved the coupon into the magazine and put the tabloid back onto the shelf. He looked a little smug but also very embarrassed. Exine sauntered over to the desk. The burning in his cheeks became almost scarlet. She whispered,"Excuse me, could you help me with something?" He looked up startled. "Yes," he crackled and cleared his throat. "Sure, what do you need?" She laughed huskily at the question and answered,"Well what I need and what you can help me with are probably two different things. I was wondering if you had any books on how to give terrific oral sex." His face became dark with embarrassment. He stammered not knowing quite what to say. "Um, I guess...if we had...anything....it'd be in the card catalog at the center of the library." He fiddled nervously with the index cards and dropped a couple in the process. She leaned over his desk and said,"You dropped some," staring noticeably at the hard-on that was under his perfectly pressed pants. She looked directly in his eyes,"Not bad, I could use you for some research, but you're probably real busy." He nodded his head furiously agreeing with her. She continued,"What? I can use you or that you're real busy." "I... could....help you, that is if you needed some kind of help with research...or something." She nodded her head slowly, not breaking the stare into his eyes,"Yeah, there is something. I'll be over by the reference materials if there's a chance you can...help me." She walked back over to her table jotting a few notes from out of an open book and watched out of the corner of her eye as the librarian struggled to get one of the volunteers to take the desk for a while. Even from where she sat, she could faintly hear his stuttering rambling. Exine wondered if that is what he sounded like during sex, a bunch of ramblings and stutters. Finally he made his way over to the table and leaned over from the other side. He was visibly nervous. "This....uh project...that you're working on....that you needed some research. How could I help you?" It was pretty slow for an evening in the library and nobody was around the table to hear her response to the question. "Well," she started,"that was basically an excuse to talk to you. I am working on a project but it's not on oral sex. It's just that once I got up to the desk to talk to you, that's all that popped into my head. I just thought to myself,'I wonder if I could deep throat that guy, he looks pretty big.' You know you've been walking around tonight with a hard on and I guess it's been getting to me." He was stunned and visibly searching for something to say. He clearly wasn't offended and clearly was excited. With a strange calmness he said,"I think we should talk about this in my office." She smiled and nodded extreme agreement. She gathered up her books and followed him to a room next to the fiction area. He motioned her into it and shut the door behind them, turning on a light revealing a simple but very nice office. "Look I'm going to be nosy," she said,"You look about 35 to 40 years old. Why would a guy like you be a librarian?" He told her that he was an author and that it wasn't for any money because he was already set for life. She was a little skeptical but didn't care. She just didn't want to hear that he was queer or something. She put her books down on the desk and walked over to him. She unbuttoned his pants and pulled down the zipper slowly prolonging the moment. He was really turned on, she could feel his cock under the zipper. He said,"Wait a second," and led her over to his leather chair and sat down so she could kneel in front of him. He helped her pull his pants down to his ankles. "You DO have a lock on the door, right?" she asked. "Of course," he said impatiently. She wrapped her hand around his strong cock that was already big enough to hang a flag onto it. Starting from the bottom of his balls she took cat licks up the length of his organ to the head. As she stroked the base of it, she took all she could of his eight inches, fucking him with her well trained mouth. He ran his hands through her long hair, softly moaning. She took him with long deep strokes with her mouth. As she went up his cock, she'd quickly lick and kiss the head before descending again to swallow. His eyes were closed, receiving the pleasure like it were a dream. She reached down and unbuttoned her skirt and blouse. She also unhooked the front of her bra. She stopped long enough to quickly stand up and shed her clothes to the floor. He pulled her on top of him and squeezed her ass as her naked body rubbed against his wet cock. He pulled off his tie and shirt, tossing them onto the floor revealing his muscular chest. She licked a nipple playfully and his cock twitched. She stood up and leaned her ass against the desk, offering her crotch to him. He stood and reached past her, literally shoving everything off the desk except the lamp. Blotter, pens, books, paper clips, and stapler hit the floor and scattered. She hopped up and leaned back onto her elbows and crooked a finger at him. Instead he sat back in his chair and stated flatly,"Make yourself wet enough for me, finger fuck yourself, baby. Then I'll give you the fucking of your life." She smirked. For the stuttering librarian she thought he was, he sure could talk dirty. Probably looking at the covers of all those romance novels got to him after a while. She spread her legs to give him a good view and started fingering her clit. She pulled her hand back up to lick her fingers and continue. He sat watching almost mezmerized, slowing stroking himself. It was a little strange having someone watch her but it wasn't a bad turn on. She pictured his massive cock sliding in and out of her, the head of his cock ramming into her womb. He was huge and thick and when she had wrapped her hand around the bottom of his cock, her fingers didn't touch. She shoved three fingers into her pussy, almost bringing herself to an orgasm, when he wheeled his leather chair closer the desk and licked her fingers as she brought them out of her dripping cunt. He licked each finger completely as though he was giving head to each one. The role reversal cracked her up. As she manipulated her clit, he licked and sucked the juices out of her pussy. His clean shaven face except for a moustache was smooth against her thighs. Then he pushed her fingers away so he could get better access to her clit. It stuck out with being so stimulated. He sucked on her clit and slid two fingers into her pussy. She was wet and ready, but it could only get better. He softly nibbled on her, taking in the perfume she no doubtedly had sprayed earlier on her cunt hair. Had she actually planned something like this? It didn't matter. He slipped in an extra finger and she started moaning. He wanted her hot and eager and just at the throes of an orgasm. As she started bucking her hips slightly he stopped. She looked at him puzzled. "Just count to ten," he said. "Believe me, it'll feel great when you cum." She weakly counted to ten. "Come here." He motioned her to sit on top of him. She went to maneuver his cock and he tapped her fingers. "Not yet." She straddled his legs as he cupped her breasts. He sucked on one as he pinched the nipple of the other one. His moustache tickled the smooth skin of her breast but this was no time to laugh. He reached down with a hand slid a finger across her clit. She was really turned on and wanted him. She moved against him indicating her want. "Say it," he said. "Tell me how bad you want it." As she touched his hard cock like a precious statue reverantly she whispered,"I want your big cock inside me, honey. I want you to fuck me senseless. Make me cum." She leaned over and sucked on his earlobe and whispered,"You got me so wet and turned on, stick it in me, baby." "Well, turn around and straddle me." She did as she was instructed. Somehow, the seducer had turned into the seduced, which suited her fine when she was in the mood and she was definitely in the mood. "Ok, lower yourself onto it." As she brought her pussy down, he rubbed the head against her clit. She held it still and sat down on his cock. As she started moving up and down, he reached around and put on hand on her left breast and another crawled down to her pussy. His fingers touched and caressed and tugged a bit on her lips. He played with her clit, first rubbing slow, then rubbing faster until she felt like she was going to explode. Then he stopped, as though he knew. Then as the mounting orgasm started to fade before it hit, he started again very slowly. His hands started rubbing all over her body. Her breasts, her belly, hips, legs and back to her ass. He grabbed her ass and gripped tightly. Then he let a finger stray to her asshole. She felt the orgasm starting to come back from inside her and she started pumping faster. His finger when all the way inside her. This time he let her cum, it came crashing into her like a brickwall. Her pussy held onto his cock tightly, almost not wanting it to release at all. He pulled out his finger and stood up and faced him. Words escaped her. She felt she should say..SOMETHING. He grinned broadly and growled,"Pretty wild, huh?" She exhaled and said,"Yeah, you could say that and more!" "I'll give you a few minutes to recoup and then I want my jollies met." She looked down and he was still brandishing his hard-on as big as ever. She saw he had a water cooler and asked for a drink. He got up and got it for her. She held the fragile paper cup and sipped the cold water. She crumpled the cup and tossed it in the trashcan. "Ready," he asked. "Sure!" "Ok, just lay back on the desk, with your butt on the edge." She obliged and he stood behind the desk and inserted his cock inside her pussy. He held onto her hips as he slowly pumped into her. He leaned to her and kissed her tenderly, tasting the cool water still on her tongue. She felt the hair on his chest, soaked in sweat, rubbing into her tits. The coarse damp hair turned her on as it ground into her. He stepped up his pace and his breathing became more audible. She felt him ramming deeper and deeper into her insatiable cunt. She gripped him inside her as hard as she could to his rhythms. He was panting hard, trying to hold off his orgasm, until he couldn't any longer. He rammed hard and kept it in her as he came. They locked eyes. His devilish smile came back. He pulled out his half limp, dripping tool. "You know," he said, "you waltz in here, fuck me and I don't even know your name." "Exine D'Marillion. Don't worry, I have a library card, in case you're pushing one on me." He chuckled. "No, I'm not pushing a card. I'm just hoping you'll need more work on the term paper in the future." "Hey, Mr. Librarian, speaking of names..." "Tom, Tom Nickleson, so do you think your research is done or will you need further help?" "Well, Tom, you never know when I'll need some good hard studying some evening. Don't worry, I'll be back." She got up and picked up her skirt. As she dressed he asked,"Did you plan all this, not that I mind....but..." She was buttoning her blouse and said,"I really do have a paper to do sometime, but you WERE walking around with that hard-on and I couldn't concentrate! I just couldn't help myself, Mr.Librarian. "You better come back soon, or I might have to levy some overdue penalties on your card." "Well, my number's in your files. You can punch my card anytime." She kissed him, collected her books off the floor and disappeared into the night. After the door shut, he started to put on his shirt. The door opened slowly. "Come back for more already, baby?" "Excuse me...MR NICKLESON??!!" His middle-aged, mousey secretary was in shock yet she couldn't tear her eyes away. He slipped on his pants and said rather calmly, "Mrs. Johnson, don't you ever knock? I have to go look up something in the card files, could you please be dear and straighten up this mess?" He zipped his zipper and walked out to the desk. Volume III The carnival had come to town with all its trucks of animals, amusements and various carnival color and noise. Everyone loves a carnival, especially our heroine Exine, who was looking forward to checking it out one Friday night after she got home from a rather dull but well-paying LEGAL job. As she got in the door, she noticed her answering machine beeping it's annoying red light indicating a message or two. As she peeled off her shoes, rubbing her toes, she listened to the librarian she had made friends with during the week. He sounded a little too eager and preassuming to warrant her curiosity tonight. She wanted a night to herself. She popped in the shower and let the hot water run down her back, almost massaging her shoulder blades. Goosebumps rose on her skin from the sudden hot water enveloping her body. She caressed her body with soap and let the water wash away any stresses from the day. She considered calling the librarian but pushed it out of her mind. She remembered how thick and hot his cock was and before she new it, she was washing her snatch a little too earnestly and was starting to feel very turned on. She rubbed the rough material of the washcloth against her crotch letting the memories run over her like the falling water. She let herself have one quick but slightly unsatisfying orgasm because she was starting to run a little late. A thought entered her head and she got out of the shower and briskly dried her body. She went into the bedroom and lay on the bed and picked up the phone. Exine dialed and listened to the ring. A woman's voice answered,"Hello?" "Hi, Rita, this is Exine. You got any plans for tonight?" "Hey chick, what's up, you asking me out on a date?" "Well the carnival's in town and I thought it'd be a fun night. I'm going either way, but I thought you might want to join me." "Yeah, sure, give me a few minutes and I'll be down." Rita lived on the third floor of the five story apartment building. Rita was one of the few females that Exine could tolerate. But their friendship was much more than just tolerance, they got along quite well. Exine wondered what she should wear. The weather was still hot and humid beings it was the middle of August. So she grabbed a pair of cut off jeans and a tank top and put them on. She was still towel drying her hair when she heard the door open and Rita's raspy voice chant,"It's only me." "Geez, that was fast, Rita, you that hard up for a date?" "Oh, eat me, I had nothing better to do." Exine looked up from under the towel. "Well, I was hoping to get something a BIT more nutritious for dinner, you know." "Hey, somethings's better than nothin' ya know." Rita got along with Exine because they had the same personality. Also when neither had a date and both had some appetites to be satiated, they played with a few toys in each others apartments such as dildos and various strap on appendages. "I just have to dry my hair," Exine called from the bathroom. "Hey, need a hand," Rita asked from behind her. Before Exine could answer, Rita took a comb from the sink and started combing Exine's long locks. "Oh, no bra tonight, looking for a quick pick up huh?" Exine chuckled. "Nah, just looking to stay cool and not sweat so much." Rita put the dryer on low and combed out Exine's hair. The warm air on the back of her neck was almost hypnotic and definitely a turn on and didn't go unnoticed. Rita reached down and cupped Exine's breast pulling on the nipple just slightly. Exine could feel herself starting to moisten her shorts. Sitting on a stool in front of the vanity, she looked up and smirked. Rita winked back and slowly pulled off her own blouse. Her own nipples were hard and pointing, waiting for stimulation. She whispered,"I'll be in the bedroom." Exine wasn't slow in following her to the bed. "You know," Rita said,"it's been a little while since we got together like this. Let's get some wine, too." Rita, knowing where Exine kept her liquor, bounced out to the living room. When she returned, Exine had taken out some of the "toys" and put them on the nightstand next to the bed and started burning some incense. "Oooh, I even get wild cherry incense," Rita purred and she walked up behind Exine and reached under her tank top to her breasts, squeezing softly, rubbing the nipples. She helped Exine off with the garment and then reached front to the snap holding her shorts on. She unsnapped and unzipped and reached down without taking them off and played with the coarse pubic hair underneath. As she reached lower, she felt it was drenched with anticipation. Exine wanted it just as much as Rita did. She pulled the shorts over the girl's hips and slid them down. She knelt down and pushed Exine's legs apart, sliding her fingers up into her oozing pussy. Without saying anything, Exine crawled onto the bed and laid on her back. Rita crawled up between her legs and open mouth kissed Exine's wet pussy. The soft tender lips were so contrary to the male attention Exine had received lately that it sent a shock throughout her whole body. Her hips bucked slightly as Rita cat licked her pussy, taking little stabs at her clit, and long strokes at her dripping hole. Rita starting fingering her own pussy as she was eating Exine. She wanted Exine to taste her juices too. Rita pulled herself up on the bed, covering Exine with her own body, rubbing her own aching pussy onto Exine's, simulating fucking. She took Exine's tits in her hands and kissed and sucked on each one, then kissed her mouth openly reaching in with her tongue. She pulled her body up further and kneeled over Exine's face, her pubic hair dangling barely an inch from her mouth. Exine reached up and held Rita's ass and pulled her down. Exine worked her tongue up into Rita as the girl moaned and writhed. Exine stuck her middle finger in the girl's pussy and fucked Rita as she sucked on her clit. Then she took the finger and slowly worked it into Rita's tight ass. Rita cried out in pleasure and her body jolted as she came in Exine's mouth. Rita noticed out of the corner of her eye that Exine had her curtains open and somebody was watching the two girls. Exine had a ground floor apartment, they didn't have this problem with Rita's place. It was the landscaper's teenage helper, maybe college age or so. Rita pretended not to notice him. She whispered to Exine to really play it up and see what would happen. The boy had a hedge clippers and was staring openmouthed at what he couldn't believe he was seeing. Rita climbed off Exine and took the strap on off the nightstand and put it on herself. Exine came over and started licking the plastic dick pretending to give head to Rita who was busy with melodramatics of how it was turning her on. The boy outside looked around himself, seeing that it was the back of the building and fairly deserted, pulled his dick out of his terry cloth shorts to jerk off while he watched. Rita broke concentration when she saw his dick out of the corner of his eye. For being 19 or 20, the kid was huge. He had to be nine or ten inches. Exine's window was open slightly. Rita called,"Hey baby, don't waste that tool out there, ya wanna come in here where's it's more useful than those clippers?" He hesitated for a second. Rita was almost sure she scared him off. He put his penis back in his shorts and put down the clippers. Her heart sank, he was just going to take off. He leaned closer to the window and said,"You serious?" Rita's heart skipped a beat and she said,"Oooh, yeah, apartment 15, and hurry!" She looked down at Exine. The two girls laughed like high school girls which they hadn't been for about ten years. Exine said,"Hey, I get him first you already came." "Sure, I don't think this kid's gonna expect what he's got in store." A soft knock came at the door, Rita was there in a flash, opening it slowly in her nakedness. As he came in, Rita said,"Just one question first, how old are ya, boy?" "Uh, 20, why?" "Mind if I see a driver's license, call it paranoid but I don't wanna go to jail neither. Don't get me wrong, you're hung like a horse and we really want to fuck you but we don't want any trouble." He fumbled for his wallet and pulled it out. As Exine walked out to them she watched his dick get hard under his terry shorts that left absolutely NOTHING to the imagination. Rita was right, the kid WAS a horse. Rita was scrutinizing the license like a bartender. "Hey Exine if he's born in 1970, he's like..." Exine came over and wrapped her hand around his cock through his shorts and said huskily,"Very legal." Then looking up at the boy said,"Hey, you ever party with two others before?" He shook his head and smiled. "Are you a virgin or do we have to pull in the blackboard too?" He found his voice, which was rich and deep like molasses with a bit of a Southern twang to it and said,"Oh no, I ain't no virgin. I'm not saying that I fucked a hundred women but I ain't no virgin. I was on the football team in high school." Rita giggled,"So you had your share of cheerleaders huh?" "A few," he said. Rita wanted to embarrass him a little so she went around behind him touching his ass and asked,"So, baby, you ball players ever get it on with each other in those hot steamy locker rooms?" He didn't embarrass easy and answered,"Well, I wasn't on the receiving end but I poked a few in the shower, hell yeah, something wrong with that?" Exine was stroking his hard-on and without letting go led him to the bedroom. Rita closed the curtain so that there wouldn't be any more viewers and they undressed him. He definitely had an athlete's body so he must not had been lying about the football. Exine thought,"Christ, even his cock feels like he had it lift weights." He was as perfect as a Greek statue. Exine pulled down his shorts and immediately started sucking on his massive cock. Rita had helped him take off his shirt and was stroking his chest. They let him lie on the bed. Exine went back to work on his cock and Rita laid next to him, kissing him on the mouth. He was massaging Rita's tits and leaned down to suck them. Exine climbed on top of his cock and slid down onto it. She moaned out loud. "Oh God, Rita, you got to feel him inside you, he's so big, not just long, but nice and thick too." She started a slow steady rhythm not wanting to go too fast. Rita pulled away so she could watch the two of them. The boy held Exine's hips and easily fell into her steps and was pushing his cock further into her as she pushed her pussy onto him. Oh yes, he WAS experienced. She felt like his cock was up in her stomach but it felt so good. Not too big that it hurt, but just right, like the Goldilocks would have said. She reached behind her and touched his balls which were tight and hard like his cock. A sweat was breaking out on his face, he was trying hard not to cum. So she brought her hand back, no sense in making him cum too early. He guided a hand to her back and brought her body down lower. She kissed his nose and he pulled one of her breasts up to his open mouth. He sucked softly, too gently, not wanting to hurt her. Pumping harder she growled,"Bite me." He gave a little more pressure. "No, bite me, it's okay," she said. He gave a nip that started her orgasm to mount. She pumped harder until her pussy clamped him tight and her body went rigid. In her blinding orgasm, she hoped he hadn't cum so that Rita wouldn't get pissed. She opened her eyes and kissed him and climbed off him. He was still hard. "Hey, what about me," he asked. "Oh, it's not over yet, baby," Exine said. "No way, Stud," Rita squeaked as she straddled him. "Ya know, Rita, this is better than the carnival. We brought the merry go round horse in here to ride." "Oh, yeah, this is the perfect stud pony, Sister." "You guys are sisters," he asked. They laughed and said no. "I guess we should have been cuz we like to share everything," said Exine. Rita leaned close to him as she rode him and said,"Every- thing. Clothes, jewelry, cock...can you handle it." He sneered and bit her neck. "I'll take that as a yes," said Exine. As she sat on the pillow, her pussy was still throbbing from the brief workout his cock gave her. He was really equipped. He made the other guys she had recently sound like old men. He looked over at her while Rita was still on top of him. "Exine, right? That's your name." She nodded. "Exine, that's pretty. I got a wild idea. Why don't you sit on my face as she's fucking my bone?" It would have sounded so crude and disgusting coming from anyone else but it sounded cute coming from his Southern accent. She straddled his face and he dove into her snatch with fervor licking her cum right out of her. She held onto the bedpost to keep her balance. He sucked her clit just right, making her ooze all the more. He licked it like honey out of her slit. His tongue worked like a little prick in and out of her so that she came again quickly. Rita came also and climbed off him. "I gotta rest," she announced. "Hey, what about me," he asked again. Exine got a wonderful idea. "Hey Mr. Football, you said you were never on the receiving end of ass fucking. Wanna try it out?" Without batting an eye in hesitation he asked,"How, I don't see any dicks hanging off you girls?" Exine went into her bureau drawer and pulled out a strap on device with a very thin dildo like appendage. "With this dear. It won't hurt like that cock you're swinging between your thighs. Are you game?" He thought for a second and said,"Ok, but if I don't like it, you stop when I tell you." She agreed and put it on. Rita had that hungry look on her face as she got off the bed and sat next to the dresser to watch. Exine took out some lubricant and put some on the dildo. "This could be a little cold. Hey, hon, what's your name?" He answered that his name was Derek. "Ok, Derek, I'm gonna put some gel on your asshole. It's gonna feel a little cold and then it should warm up." She squirted some on her fingers and he got on all fours. She knelt behind him and parted his cheeks with her slick fingers. She put the tube down and with her other hand reached between his legs and massaged his cock and balls. He moaned a little. He was still rock hard, she assumed he was still turned on, and that was very correct. She talked him through it so that he didn't feel strange. "Derek, I'm going to start putting my dick into you. That's what it is, my dick, and I'm gonna fuck you good, baby." She put the tip in his asshole and held it there. She put in a little more and then pulled back and pushed it in some more. "You like that, Derek, you want some more of my cock? Tell you what, if you want, you straighten up some and Rita will give ya some head while I fuck ya, honey." He slowly straightened up on the bed and Rita took her cue and sat yoga-style in front of him, taking his long hard cock in her mouth slowly, not wanting him to cum before Exine got a good chance to get him off. Exine eased the dildo in and out some more until she was sliding it in all the way. He never flinched, maybe he lied about not being on the receiving end, Exine thought. She held onto his hips and fucked him while Rita caressed and licked his shaft. He was muttering bit and pieces. "Oh yeah....that's the way...fuck me...c'mon eat me" He was really getting into it. The dildo was made so that it was positioned on Exine's clit so that she was getting just as much pleasure out of this. His body started losing the rhythm and she could tell he was cumming. He groaned louder and harder until he cried out. As his cock started spewing, Rita capped it with her mouth and sucked it all out. Exine pulled out and unstrapped the device, tossing it on the bureau, letting Rita enjoy the last of his orgasm. As she licked the head he pumped his organ himself so she could get all she could. His cock was starting to soften and as he went limp he was still an impressive six inches. Exine was starting to really like Derek,even though he was at least five years younger. She had a feeling he liked them too. "So Derek, did you like that?" She asked. He grinned, not knowing quite what to say. She asked him,"Come on level with us, was that REALLY your first time getting it from behind?" "Hell, yeah, but that was fantastic! I don't think I would have liked it so much if it was from a guy, but it was knowing it was from you that really turned me on." "Well, Derek, if we could arrange it, do you think you'd like to do a foursome and have another guy?" He hesitated. "Let me think about it. I don't know." "Don't worry, I wouldn't make you do anything you really wouldn't want to do. Derek, have you ever sucked a cock?" "Uh, no. I don't know if I want to get into that." "Aw come on Derek," Rita chimed in. "You liked it when Ex stuck it to you and you like GETTING head. Don't you think you could figure out how to GIVE head. You just think about what you'd want someone to do to you." He looked a little uneasy. "Well, you know Derek. I'd find someone who wouldn't MAKE you do anything you didn't suggest. Could you handle that. Maybe just a night of switching partners back and forth without going with the same sex. You could handle that, right. Oh sorry, you probaby got a really cute cheerleader type girlfriend and already I'm arranging your social life,"Exine said, hoping to get a lead as to how he was attached. "Well, actually, I don't have anyone right now. I dropped out of college and my girl got pissed and dumped me. So I'm pretty free." Exine ruffled his hair and asked,"So you want to hang with us, baby?" Volume IV Rita had left Exine and Derek alone. She was all hyped and wanted to go out to a bar or something and she sensed that Derek really wanted Exine alone. The couple were lying on the bed from the intense sex the three of them were engaging in. Derek laughed a little shaking his head. "What," she asked. "You two, I couldn't believe I saw you two gals going at it.I was so fucking horny watching you two. You do that often?" "Not often enough." She looked over and saw that the wine that Rita had brought in was never opened. Beads of condensation were falling down the bottle. She picked it up and unscrewed the cap, since it was not a very expensive wine. She looked at him and said,"Oh, that's right, you're not of age," and smiled. He returned the smile and said,"What if I poured it in your pussy, would you let me slurp it out of you or would you give me problems about my age?" "Hey, not me mister, I ain't the Liquor Control Board." He kissed her full on the mouth and took the bottle. He spread her legs and poured a small amount into her pubic hair and let it drip into her pussy. The effervecsence stimulated her clit a little and it was strangely erotic. He put the bottle on the floor and came back to drink of the nectar as promised. As he licked her hole, his thumb massaged her clit and she moaned, spreading her legs even farther apart. He kissed the inside of her thigh with his wet mouth and cheeks, and bit gently. She moaned. "Like that bitin' huh?" "Hey, a girl's gotta have a hobby right?" She managed to get out in her writing esctasy. She felt like she was riding on a continuous orgasm tonight. At times it would just be quiet but humming in the back of her mind and then it would hit her like a waterfall crashing on top of her head giving her just enough time to recover and then build up all over again. He took the hint and nibbled as he dined on her pussy. He gently took a pussy lip in between his teeth and tugged. She pulled at her own nipples increasing the pleasure. He came up her body, kissing her stomach, licking the inside of her belly button, coming farther up and found her breasts. As he nipped at her aureola, she felt his thick pulsing cock against her pubes. "Nice and hard again huh? Just the way I like you." She reached down and stroked his nine inch cock. Her hand ran up and down the length of it. Feeling the veins bulging out the sides like grape vines wrapped around a massive flagpole. Regardless of being on the underside of 21, he wasn't hasty and careless. Even as she stroked him, he breathing just barely picked up. His cock hardened and lengthened at her touch. It's huge head oozing a warm pearl of pre-cum as her fingertips explored his cock like a rare find. She rubbed the length of it against her snatch, turning her own temperature higher. Her own breathing picking up a faster pace. She was vulnerable and almost whimpered,"Fuck me, Derek." "You really want it," he growled. "Yes," she answered. "Then take it, baby." And he held his body still. She took the cock with her hand and slipped it inside her hot wet cunt and started gyrating against him. If there was a G-spot, she thought she just might have found it as she was hitting fever pitch again. All the while he hung over her like in the middle of mid pushup totally still. She wrapped her legs around the back of him and pulled him down. He laughed and started ramming his long cock in and out of her. He reached down and licked the sweat that dripped from her face down her neck and suddenly bit at her shoulder. She cried out in pleasure, "Yea, that's it, oh God, do it again!" He obliged her and bit her shoulder again almost drawing blood. A brief vision of Dracula swept through his head when he thought he tasted blood, but it was just the concentrated salt of the sweat. He took her legs one at a time and around and up so that her heels rested on his shoulders. She was really loving it for as wet as he could feel her getting. It was plunging his cock even deeper into her wet cunt. Not many girls like to take his full length like Exine. She wanted all she could get of him. He could dig that. As she came, he could feel her hot snatch tightening over his cock sucking it hard and fast. He wanted to hold back though, making this a real night to remember in case she never wanted to see him again, which he hoped wouldn't happen. He let her rest after her orgasm, letting her legs down. He held her close to him, feeling her sweat dampened breasts against his chest. She ran her hands all over his body, feeling the hard young muscles under her palms. From the nightstand, he picked up the tube of gel she had sitting there. She raised an eyebrow at him as he squeezed out some onto his hand. "Turn around sugar, put your back to me." She turned so that her ass was nuzzling against his hardness. His rough wet fingers slid down the crack of her ass and lubricated her asshole. On a whim he stuck a finger in her hole. A little moan escaped her. So she was into that. He got up on his knees and she got on her hands and knees anticipating his next move. With his lubed hand he stroked his thick cock, hoping it wouldn't be too much for her. He lingered as he stroked his cock. The air conditioning had caught his cock and it turned the cool gel into feeling like it had warmed up considerably. It reminded him of the stuff they used on stiff muscles and he laughed inside at the pun of "stiff muscle". Yeah, this is one stiff muscle right here, he thought. He leaned up against her rubbing the head against her asshole. He spread her cheeks apart so he could watch the head slowly disappear inside her. He pulled it out and repeated the action. She started moving against him. Apparently she really liked it. He started stroking deeper and deeper until without realizing it he was really slamming away at her. He could reach under her body and feel her soft belly and its muscles moving as she arched her body back, taking his cock deep in her sphincter. He reached and played with her clit. She picked up the pace and he reached down farther slipping two fingers in her cunt. He had forgotten that some of the gel was still on his fingers. Her cunt felt alive with the warming gel. As he was fucking her asshole with his cock, he was also fucking her cunt with his hand. His fingers were covered in her juices as they ran down his fingers. He brought his fingers up to his lips and tasted. It mingled with the mint of the gel and it made a interesting combination. Guess you couldn't really capture that in chewing gum now could you, he wondered. His hand wandered up to her hanging breasts, swaying with her body going back and forth. Her tits were nice and round like large soft melons. Her ass was so nice and tight is was really starting to get to him. He was starting to lose concentration. His arms locked under chest as his cock released a spray into her asshole. He kept pumping since it felt so good and so tight. As they lay afterward, Exine suggested,"I could really use a shower after all that. How 'bout yourself? You GOT to be pretty sticky by now." He agreed and she led him into the bathroom. She had a showerhead that had a hose attached to it and you could bring it down shower any part of your body. He suggested that he wash her first. He wet her body down with the warm water and then got the bar of soap and lathered his hands up. Starting with her neck and shoulders, he massaged gently. He cringed when he saw the mark on her shoulder from his bite. "Hey doesn't that hurt at all," he asked. "Oh a little, but then I remember how I got it," she said and winked at him demurely. He worked his way down to her breasts whose nipples enlarged with the warm water. But after working the lather all over her bosom the nipples returned to their stimulated state. He rinsed off the soap and kissed her, exploring her tongue with his own. He lathered his hands again and ran his hands down her slim hips and underneath at her hot pussy. He could feel her clit rubbing against his fingers as he washed her. He shot water down there rinsing her off and then turned her around to do her ass. Her asscheeks were firm and he squeezed them remembering the recent events of his cock sliding in and out which caused his organ to twitch. She turned around and said,"Now it's your turn." She rubbed the soap over his chest feeling the ripples of muscle then going lower to touch the muscle that she really wanted. That third leg he was sporting between those hairy thighs. She wrapped her hand around his hardening tool. Her hands were slippery from the soap and his cock seemed to like it. She rinsed off his whole body and then began stroking his cock again. He partly closed his eyes as she stroked him. As she went down to the thickened base, her fingers would wander and just barely touch his huge balls. He reminded her of a huge bull the way he sported that enormous jackhammer of a cock. She could feel herself getting worked up again and rubbed the head of his dick against her clit. He opened his eyes and smiled. "Hey, ain't this a little dangerous in the shower?" "Not if you know what you're doing..." she said. He held onto the shower curtain rod as she played with his cock against her pussy. Taking the head slightly into her cunt then quickly pulling it out, rubbing her clit and lips and repeating it. Finally as she stuck the head just inside her slippery hole he jammed it in as far as he could manage with standing up. She sighed deep. "Ooooh, that's nice, now just a little more..." Still holding on he slid more in until he was all the way in. She had raised one of her legs up onto the side of the tub to take his cock deeper inside her. A little afraid of falling in the tub and having to explain it all to paramedics, he froze up. But she kept moving, taking his length deeper and deeper until he didn't care if he had to explain it to his MOTHER what he was doing. She grabbed his ass and pulled him closer to her. She could feel his hairy balls slapping against her and it stimulated her even more. She slipped a finger up his asshole and then he started seriously fucking her. She leaned against the wall of the shower, pinned up with his cock ramming inside her, the warm water running over them and between them. She brought her hand back and between his strokes played with his balls. His strokes slowed down so she had more time to run her fingers over them. Like that, huh? she thought. Then she started stroking his partly exposed cock so that he was only fucking her with half of it but he was getting twice as much pleasure. Suddenly she impaled herself onto him so that he came instantly. He gripped the curtain rod tightly as his cock sputtered and spit inside her. She moaned and came with him. Cold water was starting to come out of the shower since they were in there so long and used up the hot water so they decided to get out. She dried off his body lingering over erogenous zones. "God, you could wear me out," he said. "I'm sorry, are you tired?" "Not yet, I said you COULD wear me out, I didn't say you DID wear me out." He followed her into the bedroom where she slipped on her tank top leaving her bush exposed. She sat on the bed cross legged exposing her pussy even more. Her nipples showed through the tank top and all he could do was stare. "What," she asked and cocked her head. "Nothing, I'm just looking at you." "You're not looking at me, you're looking at this." She spread the lips of her pussy wide. His heart was beating fast. This girl was really amazing. He couldn't take his eyes off her pink lips as she started touching her engorged clit. Maybe she got off on being watched. He didn't care, he'd watch. Her finger circled her clit and then disappeared in her hole. Coming out shiny and wet, she circled back up to her clit and moaned as she started moving her hips. She took three fingers and moved back and forth over her pussy. She jammed them into her cunt and brought them out covered in juice. She offered them to him and he licked her fingers. He came between her legs acting like he was going to lick her cunt and went lower and licked her asshole. She went nuts. His tongue darted into her asshole slightly. She never expected him to do THAT. As he licked her ass, she kept fingering her pussy, fucking herself with her hand. She brought herself to a thundering orgasm as he helped with tongueing her ass. Her heart felt like it was going to jump out of her chest. He came up next to her and they fell asleep in each other's arms til morning. Volume V
A person can only be happy go lucky and totally adventurous for so long before a brief whiff of depression can kick in and destroy their personality for a while. Such is what happened to Exine one night when her young fling named Derek was carded at a bar (he was turning 21 in a month or so but the bartender wouldn't let him slide). The bartender who knew Exine made a comment to the effect of,"when did you start picking them up at school?" Well, needless to say, that ruined the night for our sweet gal and much of the following week. Although no hint of age had crept into her face or body, she found herself constantly checking herself out in mirrors, scrutinizing carefully for wrinkles and other "old" signs. She answered absolutely none of her calls, even poor horny Derek who was as confused as anyone. Derek however gave up calling by Wednesday but there were others that left messages that were ignored. Some kept calling everyday sounding pissed off at no eager call back by the vivacious imp ready for any sexual feast on the menu. Thursday evening came and Exine was so depressed she found herself calling in work for a personal day for Friday. Her boss said it was no problem, things were slow anyway and she hadn't taken any sick days for the year yet. He was a kindly older man who she sometimes confided in. He noticed something was wrong all week but never asked her. After she hung up, the phone rang, thinking it was her boss with a last minute rebuke or changing his mind she picked it up in the middle of the first ring. A nervous voice said,"Uh, hello, is this Exine D'Marillion..." She answered business like that it was, thinking it was someone trying to sell her insurance or a once in a lifetime chance for a "gold card". Instead the hauntingly familiar voice said,"Hi, you might not remember me. We went to high school together. I'm Mark Grayden." He waited for recognition before he continued. Hot tears with memories flooded her eyes. "Oh my God, Mark, it's been so long. Hey what's up?" Her heart pounded inside her chest as she heard his voice through the phone, altered by the line and age, but the same voice she remembered. "I was wondering," he started,"if you were going to the reunion on Saturday. Or maybe I should start by asking if you're married and or attached before I ask that." Her mind raced. She remembered getting something in the mail from the school about two months ago but figured they were asking for donations and tossed it out. She quickly counted back and indeed, ten years had passed since graduation day. "Mark, I didn't even know there WAS a reunion. And to answer your other question, no, I'm certainly not married. Never found anyone to put up with me too long." "Wow, then this is really short notice. You probably have plans made already for the weekend." "Actually I don't." She did, with Derek, but somehow he didn't exist anymore. "Well I'd really like to see you. Would you like to go with me?" "You know something Grayden, I'd love to. In fact I wouldn't mind meeting you tonight for a drink or something just to see you again before Saturday. Are you at your parents house?" "Ah, hell, Ex, my folks moved outta here years ago. They're out in Colorado. I'm in the Holiday Inn off the turnpike." "Hey, that's really close. I can be there in fifteen minutes if that's not too short of notice for you. I just really need someone to talk to now." She tried not to sound too pushy or anxious. "I'd like that Ex, no problem, you want to meet me in the lounge?" She agreed and they hung up. Her heart raced in anticipation of seeing someone familiar from when she felt really alive. She ran in her room and tried to pick out something to where. Feeling funny, like a girl on her first date, she kept pulling out one dress, throwing it on the floor and picking another. Finally she settled on a simple black, off the shoulder outfit, hey even a purse to match. All the while her thoughts turned back to school and Mark. They had some really great times together. Everyone thought they would get married after graduation but Mark went into the service and she moved to the city for a while to try modeling. She drove into the Holiday Inn's parking lot and parked. She sat in the car for five minutes looking into the mirror and fixing her dress. Her heels clicked loudly on the concrete as she walked up to the door and into the brightly decorated lobby. She followed the signs to the lounge and not seeing anyone familiar sat at the bar. "He probably jumped in the shower or something...or chickened out," she thought negatively. The jukebox ended a Rolling Stones tune. She thought about grabbing some change and checking it out. Then a song came on that threw a lump in her throat. "Night Moves" by Bob Seger. They used to sing that riding around in Mark's beat up LTD, saying it was "their song". The bartender took her order for a screwdriver and brought it promptly. A raspy low voice sang behind her,"...it was summertime.." She looked up into the mirror behind the bar and then turned her barstool to look up at him. He was a little taller, had a full beard and moustache and was just a tad heavier but it was the same Mark. He had that shy smile on his face and said simply,"Hi, Ex." Instinctively she jumped up and hugged him, receiving a big hug back. He picked up her drink and showed her to a table near the back of the room. "You don't look much different, dear," he said, "unlike me. I went downhill a few years ago." "Mark, you look great," she countered. "No, that's something we say at the reunion to Bev and Tom and the ones we can't stand. Between us we always told the truth." She took his hand and looked him in the eyes,"You look so good, I could eat you right here." He laughed outloud in his unmistakable trademark laugh. "God, I haven't heard you say that in so long. It's been ten years." They countered back and forth as to what each other had been up to. He talked about his brief marriage to some girl in the Army and the divorce that put him through the mill three years ago. A ballad flipped on the jukebox and Exine suggested,"Grayden, ask me to dance." "Why, gee Ex, would you like to dance?" "Thought you'd never ask." They walked to the dance floor and he took her in his arms, closer than even in high school. "You know, I never thought I'd feel you in my arms again," he whispered and held her a little closer yet. He looked deep in her eyes and kissed her openly. She responded by gently touching his tongue with her own. She could feel his erection against her belly through his slacks and was hoping she'd get the chance to feel it inside of her instead. As the song was winding down, he suggested that they go to his room and order a bottle of wine from room service so that they could kick off their shoes as they talked. She smiled and said sure. On their way out, a portly woman with very dark eyeshadow and a dress that was too tight for her figure said brashly,"Mark? Mark Grayden, is that you?" They turned and the woman literally bounced up to them. "Bev, Bev Nash. Exine! That's it, I knew you had a weird name. I guess you guys are in for the reunion. So you guys got any kids?" "Bev, I hardly recognized you," he started. "Yes, Exine and I have six kids. Sextuplets, you know. Don't she look great? They're only three months old now. Hey, I gotta take a wicked piss, we'll see ya Saturday night!" He led Exine out to the elevator as quickly as he could without Bev following them. Safe inside and rising to the seventh floor they both burst out laughing. "So we have six kids, huh? How come I don't remember this?" "They had to knock you out, dear, the pain was too much," he countered. They laughed some more. He whistled and remarked on Bev's weight gain. "For a cheerleader, I'd hate to see her try to do a split now. She'd never get up. Oh, that's mean. I don't care, she was a bitch in school." The doors opened and they walked down the hall holding hands. He unlocked the door and let her go in first after he flicked on the light. The room was actually quite big and it overlooked the turnpike. He opened up the menu sitting next to the lamp and said,"Ok, what kind of bubbly do we want?" "Anything cold and wet, I don't care. Just something to get a little stupid on so I have an excuse to rip off your clothes." He looked up over the menu and smirked,"You don't need any excuse for that." She walked over to the window and looked out over the highway as he phoned down his order. She overheard him order an expensive champagne. As she walked back he had indeed kicked off his shoes and was sitting on the bed with a pillow propped behind him patting the place next to him. "C'mon girl and snuggle next to me like you used to." She stepped out of her heels and climbed onto the bed almost like a cat on all fours, knowing that her cleavage was showing and watching him look at it. She laid next to him and put an arm over his stomach and laid her head against his chest. He put his finger under her chin and brought her face up to his and kissed her. She felt like she was melting into him like a chocolate bar left on the dash of a car in the summer. He turned so that they were lying on the bed facing each other, "making out" they used to call it. It was more like groping and moaning. His hand ran down her back and over her ass, stopping to squeeze tightly and pull her against him. His cock was really hard now, it was almost maddening to her, but she liked the romance in just "making out" like they were in the back of his car again. She unbuttoned his shirt and ran her hands over his chest. What used to be muscle was a lot softer now, but it was him and that was all that mattered. He kissed her neck in the soft spot that joined the neck and shoulder, her most sensitive spot of her whole body, and her knew it after all this time. He bit and sucked, relaying his not so innocent intentions to her and making her crotch start to really water for his hardness. A knock at the door startled them both. They felt like kids caught on the sofa that were supposed to be babysitting. The knock came again and a voice said,"Room service, Sir." He jumped up and answered the door. A young man held a tray and Mark ushered him in. The man placed the tray on a small desk next to the television and opened the champagne. "Would you like me to pour it," he offered. Mark handed him a bill rolled up and muttered,"No, just take this and get the hell out so we can fuck our brains out, Kid." The young man blushed, taking the bill and said politely,"No problem, sir." As Mark shut the door, the kid had given him a 'thumbs up' sign. He guessed that the kid probably thought Exine was a lot younger than himself. He put the 'do not disturb' sign on the door, hoping to all hell that Bev wouldn't look him up and be the next one pounding on the door with a yearbook under her arm. Mark came back into the room and poured the champagne. When he turned around, he almost dropped it. Exine was wearing only a sheet and was smiling innocently from underneath it, curled up with her chin touching the tops of her knees. She must not have been wearing a thing under that dress to do it that fast he thought. "My, my, what have we here," he calmly said, bringing the glasses. She took one, not taking her eyes off him. "I propose a toast," she said. "To here, now and tonight." They clinked glasses and downed their drinks. He brought the bottle and refilled them. He added,"To Catholic girls who don't wear underwear under their uniforms." She laughed and added,"To the Catholic boy who introduced me to bondage on his motorcycle with his green plaid ties." "Jesus, I forgot all about that! Ok, wait a minute, here's one, to the girl who jerked me off in study hall under the table..." She downed her drink and unbuttoned his pants. "So how about if I finish the job right now, huh?" He tossed back his drink and unzipped his pants. He hadn't felt desire as whole heartedly as this even with his ex-wife. He fumbled with his socks and underwear, throwing them on the floor in devil may care fashion. He ripped the sheet from her body so he could look at her naked form in the light. Her breasts were full and round, nipples tight from arousal in sharp little points. He noticed without question her all over tan and that made his hard cock want to reach out another inch if it could. He noticed the hair on her pussy was shaved slightly on each side, probably so she could wear those sexy kind of bathing suits. It almost looked like she sported a little mohawk down there. He kneeled on the bed and leaned down to kiss her stomach. His hand rested on her thigh and his palm hot and sweaty, moved over her thigh and up to her pouting cunt. Her drenched snatch took him a little by surprise. He hadn't expected her to really want him THAT much, but this proved that her feelings were genuine. He massaged her swollen clit, hearing her moan softly, placing her own hand over his and whispering,"Oh, yeah....do me, Mark." He took his middle finger, gnarled and bruised from heavy equipment and slowly eased it into the delicate lips of her pussy, like some tiger-lily filled with dew, its soft wet petals wrapped around his finger. His tongue found a nipple and suckled, his teeth nibbling just slightly, like he knew she liked it. He slipped another finger in her and then another. It felt so good, but she wanted his thick cock inside her. "Mark...I want you so bad...oooooh, fuck me..." That was all he needed, he pulled his dripping fingers from her and spread apart her legs as he placed his body between them. His body cried out for release but he needed to stay in control to make it last more than ten seconds. With a hand around his cock, he guided it into her pulsing hole and slowly moved in and out against her body. Time stopped for both of them and the ritual began. Her tight pussy was like a vision from the past and they worked slowly together in perfect synchronicity. Even now he found himself comparing her to his ex-wife who was too loose and bitched that he was too big. Exine was perfectly tight and only held onto him tighter when his full length was inside of her. He kissed her neck and licked the salty dampness of her perspiration, tasting and smelling her light cologne, still the same spicy scent she wore when they were fumbling in the back seat. He pulled out and rolled her over. She helped him guide his cock in her pussy from behind her, it reminded her of when they used to do it on his cycle. He'd put it on the kickstand and sit back with a raging hard on. She face the front, naked except for the black leather knee high boots, holding onto the gas tank, as she'd sit back onto his cock and pump like a kangaroo in place. He liked doing it that way so he could fondle her tits and pussy like he was doing now. He oftened asked her to pose in just her boots so he could send a picture in to one of the cycle magazines but she never let him. She'd drape herself half naked over the bike if he was trying to work on it and tease him when she knew the camera wasn't in the garage. One time when he was trying to fix the chain she even pulled off her shirt and was licking her own tit. He was so hot he almost knocked the bike over getting to her, ripping her shorts down in the fury and fucking her in the garage on the cool concrete floor. She joked the whole next week how she had to scrub the oily tire marks off her ass before gym day. He thought she was joking when she said they wouldn't come off until one of the prisses was buzzing about it near his locker that they saw them in the shower. He calmly looked over and said,"So what are you doing staring at girls' asses?" The bitches had given him the finger and marched away. Now as his older and more mature cock was ramming in and out of her, all he could think of was how things were so much easier then. The wind in their hair when they went out cruising summer nights. Fucking was simply fucking, it wasn't lovemaking....like now. Even though this was hot and lustful it was indeed lovemaking. He came in hot waves of spewing lava-like cum into her and he realized that he really did love her after all these years. This time, was going to be different, he wasn't going to let her get away and he wasn't going to leave her. Volume VI
After Exine went to her class reunion and spending a week with her high school sweetheart, she felt exhilarated beyond belief. She found herself driving past the school whenever she found herself in the area, memories faintly dancing through her head in bits and pieces. She remembered several "pieces" and a smile crept on her face. One day her boss sent her on an errand to another legal office in the area which was very close to the school. Thoughts of several teachers and classmates jumped into her head again in the lunchtime traffic. She thought,"Geez, I wonder if Mr. Barton is still there." When she finally was on her way back to her own office she diverted and drove past school. It was about 3:30 in the afternoon and not too many cars were in the parking lot. Her heart stopped when she saw the track team pouring out of the school for their daily run. She slowed curiously and sure enough, Mr. Barton was running behind all the rest of the boys. He doubled as the track coach when he wasn't teaching English or counseling. She returned the car to normal speed and went back to her office, just a little more anxious than usual. As she turned into the parking lot at her office she tried desperately to manage a way to get the rest of the afternoon off. It was only another hour and a half, maybe just a little less. She picked up the folders of paperwork off the passenger seat with damp hands. Her boss looked at her with an alarming expression. "What," asked Exine quietly. "Exie, you look really pale. Are you okay, hon? You're all clammy," he stated after feeling her forehead like a nervous mother. "Well, it's really nothing, it's just a little hot out..." she drifted off...for effect, and got it. "Hey, take the rest of the day, I'm up to my pits in this Marlson case, but I think I can handle it. Go home, put your feet up, air conditioning on and chill out." This was almost too real. Almost like he picked it out of her head and read it like this morning's headlines. "Well, if you're sure," she murmured in a "heat exhausted" type voice. She tried not to look to eager to leave and had to watch how fast she walked out the door. Her hands actually shook a little when she put the key in the ignition, the insertion of the key taking on all kinds of meanings in her lustful mind. She wheeled the car back to the school and looked around the parking lot. She didn't see the familiar '77 Chevy Nova. Well, it was a long time ago, maybe he got a new car. Then she thought about it, she HOPED he got a new car by now. As she turned off the car and got out, she noticed something in the back seat. She had a pair of black spike heels laying on the floor. Much more perfect than the paten leather flats she was wearing at the time. A couple of teenage boys were coming out of the school, probably served detention or tutoring and watched as she was bent over slipping on her shoes. Her black mini skirt's hem was showing the very tops of her lacy thigh high stockings. Their sudden stop in conversation made her look around at them. She smiled demurely appreciative of their gawks. They, very embarrassed, croaked out a squeaky hello and made it to their cars. "Hey," she called over to them. "Yes Ma'm," answered the dark haired boy. She had then recognized him as one of the track runners coming out of the school earlier. "Do you know if Mr. Barton is still around, I'm an old student of his and I just wanted to pop in to say hi." They seemed to relax. He responded,"Yeah, he should be in his homeroom, still getting stuff organized with it being the first week of school and all. I know he said he had to get back here for a long night of paperwork when we were running. What year did you say you graduated?" Boy he was a clever one. "I didn't. Thanks. What is his room number?" She smiled trying to avoid his question which was trying to deduce her age. "Room 220. C'mon what year, '87, '88?" He gave his best Catholic school boy smile but to no avail. "You flatter me, kid. See ya around." She disappeared into the school doors not hearing the boys debating back and forth as to whether or not Exine was really wearing underwear or not. The dark haired boys suspicions were confirmed when they saw the bumpersticker on her car proclaim,"Down with underwear". The other boy forked over the dollar bet. Once inside the school, Exine's heels echoed loudly on the linoleum. She felt like she'd fallen back in time, knowing where every closet and room was throughout the school. Mr. Barton miraculously had the same homeroom he did when she attended ten years ago if memory served her correct. She passed her locker number 762 and sure enough it was outside room 220. It was the same room. She listened for voices and heard only her heart pounding furiously inside her. She stopped and reached out to touch the tarnished metal plate stating her old locker number. She wished she could bang it open just to peek in and see who had her locker now. Lost in her daydream she heard someone clearing their throat a few feet away. "Ahem, Miss, can I help you at all? We're kind of busy here, it's the first week, we usually don't allow visitors to roam around after school hours." She looked up in childlike innocence and casually licked her lips waiting her turn to speak, when it hit the man who she was. "Exine, is that really you?" "Cross my heart, Steve." She was one of the few students graced with the privilege of using his first name after hours ten years ago. He laughed and shook his head. He had grayed considerably after this time even in his moustache. "Hey c'mon in here. I got some paperwork to do, but it's gonna take me all night." As they walked in he sat at his desk and she dragged up a desk. She ran her finger over the top where the pencils would lay in its groove. "God, they're so clean in the beginning of the year," she laughed. "Yeah, then the kids mark them all to hell. What the hell have you been up to? Married? Kids? Don't hold out on me now, I want all the gory details." She sat sideways in the desk and crossed her long legs, knowing that the top of her stockings was showing again. "Not much with me. Not married, no kids, working my sorry ass off, saving money, that kind of thing. What are you doing still here, I thought you'd be off teaching some Ivy League college or something." He leaned back, studying her legs, and shook his head. "Nah, this place has a kind of magic. I couldn't leave. They pay ain't great but I'm not starving or anything. Shit, I thought you and that Grayden kid would be married and loaded down with a full station wagon by now." He noticed the look on her face. "I didn't hit a nerve or anything did I?" He looked genuinely sorry. She stood up and walked over to his desk and sat next to where he had propped his feet. She re-crossed her legs and touched his leg softly, he flinched. It was just barely noticeable, but she was looking for reaction. "Nope, it's okay. We're still friends. He's living in Colorado with his folks right now but is making arrangements to move back East here. Says he really misses the people. We plan to keep in touch, though. There was only one guy I ever really had my head set for and he would have rejected me on the spot so I never bothered opening my mouth." Barton's breathing had gotten uneven slightly as she was touching his leg. "Oh...w-who was that? Sotoski from the '81 class?" She shook her head quickly and looked away for a second. "Steve, it was you. I listened in English class to you and all I could think of was fucking you right on your desk in front of the whole class. Boy that would have been wild, huh?" The man clearly didn't know how to react to that. She couldn't have been anymore blunt if she just wrote it on the blackboard. A glint returned to his eye and tell tale signs of a hard on were forming under his gray slacks. "Boy that would have been bad news if anyone would have heard that a student tried to seduce me. Moyer from the Business Department had that happen and all hell broke loose, they wanted to boot him the hell out of here. So, ever think about the "good ole days" lately?" If she didn't know better, this was going to be easier than she originally thought. "Well, not really, until I drove by today and saw you running with your track boys in your sweatpants, and that's when the movies started running in my head. She bit her lip and looked in his eyes. "Tell me about them. What were they rated?" She looked out of the corner of her eye, seeing the door wide open. He followed her eyes and quickly got up, taking the hint, and shutting the door, even locking and pulling the curtain down on it. The back door had already been taken care of. He returned to his chair, this time not putting his legs up, and leaning back in it. She slid around to stand directly in front of him, stepping over his legs and leaning her ass on the desk, her legs slightly apart. She jumped slightly back to sit on the desk and moved her legs apart some more. "Well, she started, they are definitely rated X. No, make that triple X, they were pretty hot, Steve." She could almost make out the full length of his cock under the fabric of the restraining pants. He looked as packed as she and Gina, a friend in school, had tried to guess how big he was. "What happened? Tell me. I can't help it, I'm an English teacher. Good fresh stories really amuse me sometimes." Her hands gripped the desk. "Well, I'd imagine meeting you after school, wearing something really sexy with nothing at all underneath." He had leaned forward and was fingering the collar of her satin blouse, pausing at the first button and then opening it. He undid the second and third which gave him a good view of some ample cleavage. For good measure he opened the next and pulled apart the blouse. He looked up, almost disturbed,"Keep going," he said simply. He was standing in front of her, cupping her breasts. She continued her story,"I imagine going down on my knees and pulling out your cock. I always pictured you having a big cock, the kind that really chokes a girl, you know. I wanted to lick the whole length of your shaft..." she couldn't continue. He was pulling on her nipples and biting on her neck. It was driving her out of her head. All she wanted to do was... "Exine, what are you thinking?" Here was her chance. "I'm thinking how bad I want you to fuck me," she whispered hoarsely. He had unbuttoned her blouse completely and pulled it off her shoulders swiftly. He rolled up the front of her mini skirt and caught a good look at her snatch. "Oh, you colored your hair," he remarked candidly and kissed her openly, running his tongue along hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck and ran her nails through his silky gray hair. He was close enough that she could feel his cock against her, still clothed in his pants. He reached down and quickly undid his belt and pants, dropping them to the ground almost instantly. It must have been a real sight to see him standing there in front of his desk with his pants clinging to his ankles, his cock standing out at a 45 degree angle from his body. He grabbed her by her ass and pulled her closer, the head of his cock dancing in her juices, teasing her. She reached down and spread open her pussy to him. He jolted forward, giving her half his full length. She gripped him, trying to pull him in by her cunt. She leaned her body back and wrapped her legs around his ass. The heel digging into the back of his thigh, turned him on instead of hurting him. She growled,"I want the whole thing." He obliged by ramming his hard cock deep inside her dripping pussy. His cock massaged the inside of her pussy as his pubic hair tickled her clit causing her head to spin in an early orgasm. She was taken so off guard by her cumming that she didn't hear the other male voice in the room. When she did, Steve didn't seem to mind, so neither did she. It was Paul Richardson, the World Cultures teacher that she had also known in school and had a deep crush on. Steve just looked up and nodded at Paul who sat down in a desk, watching intently. She looked up at Steve and then at Paul. "Hi Mr. Richardson, remember me?" she asked sweetly. He smiled warmly. "Exine, yes, yes, I remember you. You little minx, you tried teasing me your whole senior year, then you come back and seduce your poor tired English teacher when we could've 'went around the world' so to speak." He spoke evenly, but calculating every word. She didn't see he had his cock out and was stroking it under the desk. His hand was sliding up and down his organ in time to their strokes. She purred,"Well, he don't feel like he's so tired. In fact, he feels really good." He got up out of the desk, cock still in hand and pumping steadily. He stood leaning against the chalkboard to get a closer view of their fucking. His cock wasn't as long but was a little thicker. Exine's mouth started water, thinking about sucking it. He watched her throw her head back and his hand moved faster. Steve pulled out and sat back in his chair motioning for Paul to step in. "Looks like you need some real pussy instead of that hand all the time." Exine hopped down off the desk and greeted the other teacher by holding onto his hips as she lowered herself to her knees to suck his thick cock. He held onto the chalk ledge tightly as she ripped down his pants to swallow his cock completely down her throat. He touched her hair, gently at first, and then holding her head by her locks was fucking her mouth. Her hand came down and massaged his hairy balls which were drawn up tight to his body. From behind, Steve was spreading her asscheeks and sliding his cock in her ass. She wasn't usually into that but his cock was so slippery from her juices that it slid in with no pain nor problem. It was a strange but exciting sensation to feel her asshole squeezing tightly on a cock, while one was sliding in and out of her throat. Paul must have really been without sex for a while for the frenzied action he was giving. He came, spurting his hot cum into her mouth, pumping his cock with his hand to get out every drop onto her tongue. She slurped it up, licking and kissing his cock until it was totally limp. "God, that's such a shame, man, I really wanted to feel your cock in my pussy," she said. But already it was starting to harden as she was licking it clean. "Oh, don't worry, honey, you will," he promised. She felt a hot rush in her ass, as Steve came inside her. She had reached down and played with her own clit to bring herself to orgasm, so she wouldn't feel left out and frustrated in case Paul didn't come through. They instructed her to get up and sit on the chair backwards, with her breasts pressing against the back rest. She heard Paul mutter,"What a perfect ass. Exine this is ten years worth of wanting to fuck your little girl brains out. Do you know how bad you teased me?" There was a slight anger in his voice. She hadn't banked on this. "Answer me." "I wasn't teasing you, Paul, I DID want you." "MR. RICHARDSON, to you, Miss D'Marillion." She heard the whirr of his belt coming out of his pants. He flicked it against her ass. She whipped her head to glare at him. His eyes were glazed over and his cock was rock hard in front of him. Oh, man, she thought, one of these guys, never would have thought of old Richardson to be into the pain thing. A red welt formed on her ass. "Hey, not too hard, Paul," soothed Steve. But Paul didn't hear him. He was ten years ago. He flicked it again. This time a little harder. Her ass stung strangely. It felt so hot in that spot it was almost a cold pain, reducing slowly to a stinging warmth which she found was turning her on. Rather than fight it, she rode with it. As long as he didn't pull out anything electrical, she figured it was alright. "I DID want you, Mr. Richardson. I wanted you real bad." "I don't think you do, Exine. You don't think of me when you're fucking your football player boyfriend, now do you?" The room was silent. He cracked the belt on her ass really hard now. She was so wet, she almost fell off the chair. "YES, I DO," she screamed. "That's all I thought about, Mr. Richardson was your big cock inside me. When you walked around the room as we took our tests you always stopped in front of my desk and I just wanted to unzip you right there and suck your meat." He came up behind her, softly, gently caressing her red welted ass. "I think you're lying, you little slut," he hissed, starting to squeeze her bruised ass, rubbing his huge hard-on between her asscheeks. She slowly turned her body around, wanting his cock in her pussy instead of from behind. She held onto the back of the chair and spread her legs. "You ARE a little slut, aren't you?" She smiled and nodded her head, playing his game, if that was his turn on. "Yeah, man, and right now, I'm YOUR little slut. Why don't you punish me by making me take the whole thing real fast and real hard, huh? C'mon Mr. Richardson, fuck the hell outta me." Steve Barton watched with weird fascination. He was kind of scared that Richardson would actually hurt the girl, but she was really digging the belt action on her ass. They should have done this ten years ago when Exine first came up to them after school. They had dismissed her as the kiss and tell type but then after hearing the rumors around school, they wished they HAD taken her. Guys on his track team talked about how she went into the locker room and sucked off her boyfriend in front of the football team, took a shower with him while they watched and left. It was only a rumor and nobody could prove anything except by word of mouth. He tried getting one of the boys to talk but he got a strange look and said something like,"Uh, don't know what you're talking about." and just smiled at him like he was saying,"Man, you ain't getting shit outta ME." He walked over while Richardson was easing his cock in and out of her wet velvet snatch. His face was writhing in sensations he hadn't felt in a long time. Steve took the head of his cock and brushed it against her cheek. She opened her eyes and looked up at him smiling. She kissed the head of it, and her long tongue caressed it, making it feel harder than it was when he was fucking her if that was possible. He guessed that this was what was meant when the guys said she could "suck start a Harley". Her long hair was falling over his thigh, tickling him slightly. Richardson was sucking on her tits like he was actually trying to get mother's milk from them. A couple of times she winced as in pain but went back to moaning softly. He almost came when she moaned, the vibration going right through his cock up into his stomach. He pulled out in time to cum right on her lips, cheek, neck and shoulders. As she started licking her lips, tasting his bitter salty cum, Richardson was eating it off her neck and shoulders. The act made him cum inside her as well. So this was it, she thought. These guys are lovers as well, I wonder if this was going on ten years ago. Richardson looked up at Barton and stated flatly, his dick still twitching inside Exine, "You've been drinking again, haven't you?" Barton was pulling on his pants and agreed. "Why," he asked. "Because you taste horrible, doesn't he, Exine," she looked up at Barton apologetically. "I HAVE tasted better, but if you've been drinking, that'd explain it," she agreed. "Are you guys, uh..." "Gay," explained Barton in almost hushed tones. "Well, really were bi-sexual if you want to get technical. We share a lot of dates. About three years ago, Paul moved in with me. No, we weren't slamming each other when we were teaching you. There was a couple of senior girls we both had but not each other at that point." "Yeah," continued Richardson,"it just sort of happened one night when we were both pretty drunk complaining about not getting laid or getting good head. I don't remember who suggested it.." "You did," Barton reminded him. "I probably did. But it's been satisfying ever since. Except lately, I haven't had a good dose of pussy til now." He leaned down and grabbed one of her tits and kissed the nipple, sucking it into his mouth. He let go and got up getting dressed and tossed her blouse to her. 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