Message-ID: <15362eli$9809160551@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: evault Subject: Evault story post: The Sexual Adventures of Exine volumes 7-13(finish)(fm, ff, ffm, etc., casual sex, orgies) posting 2/2 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Ultra-Time: 16 Sep 1998 06:53:25 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: <01bde0d9$6ac0fec0$7b4406d1@workhorse> *********************************************************** * Posted from the Erotica Vault * * New PERMANENT Web Address * * http://www.eccentrica.org/evault * * Email evault@hotmail.com * * Exine volumes 7-13 * * Posting 2 of 2 * * The Best FREE Erotic Story Archive * * on the net :) * * * *********************************************************** The Sexual Adventures of Exine (c) copyright July 1991 E.D'Marillion Volume VII "The Iceman Cometh" Some days it seems that nothing goes right. Even on a day off, Exine couldn't have a peaceful relaxing day. The phone rang constantly with calls ranging from everything from encyclopedia salesman to the old Fuller Brush dude. He promptly hung up when Exine said,"You know, sometimes my snatch hair gets so tangled, got anything you'd recommend that won't give me split ends?" She shook her head glad she wasn't a housewife at home all day getting these little annoyances. She flicked the "on" button to the answering machine and decided to take a shower to cool off. She debated whether or not to lock the door. Rita was going to show up later so she thought she better leave it open. Just as the cool water was trickling down the small of her back, she thought she heard the doorbell. She waited a second, thinking it could have been next door. There it was again. Just as I said earlier, nothing goes right. She roughly turned the faucet off and grabbed a towel and threw it around her body. If it was a salesman he deserved to see how he interrupted her. If it was Jehovah's Witness, well, maybe SHE could convert THEM! The thought tickled her brain for a fleeting second and her inital anger returned as she trotted to the door. She flung it open. In front of her stood a tall man, late twenties looking very strong and very sweaty in the heat. Trying to act as though was he saw didn't take him off guard he said cooly,"Kitchen Krafters, Ma'm. Got your new refrigerator." He promptly placed his clipboard over his rising hard-on as though nothing was wrong. "I didn't order a refrigerator," she said. "Yeah, but your landlord, Main View Apartments, are replacing thirteen fridges in the building and you're lucky number thirteen. Didn't they tell you at all?" "Apparently not, do you think I'd look like THIS, if I did?" "I've seen a lot of bizarre things, Lady. Is your name Exine?" She nodded. He answered,"Okay, then we do have the right place. So let me come in a second and see where the old one is." She stepped aside to let him in. "You're doing thirteen refrigerators all by yourself," she asked a little unbelieving. "Yeah, my fucking partner called in sick right before we had to leave and the boss only had me today for deliveries. Some days it's not worth getting out of bed, you know?" He walked in and looked in her small kitchen, tapping his foot and whistling for a second, ignoring her. He muttered,"Alrighty, this should be one of the easier ones. No shit piled on top of it and it's a pretty open space. You'd really be surprised how many people use the top of their fridge as a storage space." He looked over at her and smiled. "Hey, looks like you were really caught off guard with all this. If you want to call your landlord and verify this, you know, I understand. And if you trust that I ain't gonna rip off your stereo and silverware, you can pop back in your bath." "You know, that's not a bad idea. Nothing personal but this is kind of freaky." She walked over and leaned over her computer desk as she punched in the number. The bottom of her ass was just barely peeking out from under the towel and he wasn't shy about looking. She argued a bit about the inconvenience to make it look good but hung up after a brief banter. She turned around quickly, the towel swinging open for a second showing her dark pussy hair. Again he was pretty brash about watching and looked up to her face. "So can I stay or go," he asked. "No problem. I'm just gonna get back to my shower if you don't mind. Oh wait, I better get the stuff out of the old one." He said it wasn't a problem and that he'd do it for her if there wasn't too much in it. She cocked her head and her hair fell over her shoulder. "That's really sweet. You know I have some beer in there, you're more than welcome to one." "I'd appreciate that, it's been a real rough day." She proceeded back to the shower thinking of him. Thinking how the muscles would flex in his arms against the straining weight of the appliance. She thought about how the sweat would trickle down his chest and found herself really getting turned on. Her nipples were getting harder as she brushed the water over her breasts. Even under the cool water, she could feel her temperature rising, starting at her crotch and working its way upward. She took the bathsize bar of soap and massaged her stomach in a slow circle. Letting out a small moan, she moved the soap to her pussy, working it in and out of the lips of her snatch. She touched her clit and pressed hard. Exine closed her eyes and bit her lip, almost drawing blood. She turned off the water and stepped out, grabbing her towel. This time she didn't wrap it around her. She just held it over her torso and walked out into the apartment. He had some cans of beer in his hand, taking them to the new fridge when he looked up. One slipped out of his hands and rolled on the floor over to her. She bent down and picked it up. "Better not open this one," she started. "You could have it in your hand and it'd spurt all over you," she quietly drawled. She put it on the counter and looked at him. This time a little bit of shock registered in his face. "You need a shower, cowboy." She picked the cans out of his hands one by one, putting each one on the counter and took his hand in hers leading him to the bathroom. He followed blindly. She turned around and looked up in his eyes. "You know, I'm being awful assuming here. You probably get all kinds of women coming onto you with your job. I mean, you could already have had your fun for the day." "Uh, n-n-no this has never, uh, happened to ME. I mean, well, this one lady offered, but, like, she looked almost fifty and was pretty wrinkly...b-but that wasn't today." He stopped, lost for words and composure. She nodded in agreement and dropped her towel on the floor. "You see any wrinkles, cowboy," she asked. She took notice to the enormous hard-on in his coveralls. She got closer so that her pussy hair was just touching his cock through his clothes and starting unsnapping his coveralls, tossing the straps over his shoulders. The baggy garment dropped to his ankles revealing a very hard and naked cock reaching toward her crotch. He stepped out of them and tore off his T-shirt. "That's more like it," she said and led him into the bathroom. He spun her around and clamped onto her hips with his rough hands as he pulled her to him. He gently kissed her open mouth as he kneaded her ass and grinded his cock against the slick hairs plastered to her cunt. He open hand slid up and massaged the small of her back and slid down into the crack of her ass. Sliding his middle finger into her hole, she could feel her asshole pucker over his knuckles. She guided the stubby thick cock in front of her between the lips of her wet pussy and undulated against it, feeling waves of passion rise up into her chest. The head of his cock slithered inside her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his ass as he lifted her up the floor and up against the wall, fucking her deeply in both orifices. She could feel his cockhead banging against her womb as her orgasm was starting to mount. He bit her earlobes and licked the side of her neck. As her muscles started to grip him tighter and tighter he withdrew his finger and cock and her legs returned to the floor. "Hey, what's up," she asked. He smiled wickedly and looked around on her vanity. Picking up her disposable razor and a can of shaving cream, he turned to her and shook the can. He growled,"How about if I shave that little snatch of yours?" Her forehead wrinkled for a second in hesitation. He grabbed a towel off the rack and led her into her own bedroom. He spread the large towel onto the bed and instructed her to lay on it and open her legs. He leaned down to kiss her pussy and licked her clit with his tongue, shoving the tip of it into her hole stabbing at the juices oozing out. She moved her hips against his mouth, her head in the clouds and her fingers pinching her own nipples inducing even more pleasure. He shook the can again and pressing the top of the can, cream spewed into his palm like an exploding cock. He smeared the shaving cream over her pussy, shoving a couple of fingers in for good measure. He withdrew them and picked up the razor. Slowly he shaved across the top of her pubic hair. The white line of freshly shaven skin stared up brazenly against her perfectly tanned body. He wiped the razor on the towel and took a few more strokes. She lay perfectly still but clutched the bedspread with white knuckles. He bent her legs and pushed them back slightly to gain better access to her pussy. His hand shook ever so slightly as he finished the job. With a corner of the towel, he wiped the last remnants of shaving cream off the top of her bald pussy. He brought her hand down to her snatch. "Here, baby, feel this. Feels nice, huh? Now I can see that sweet little pussy of yours while I eat you." Her fingers crept across her smooth pussy. It was a strange sensation and she couldn't resist fondling herself. "Oh, yeah," he muttered as he went down on her. Her fingertips massaged her clit bringing forth more juices all over his tongue as he slurped her up. He pulled back and climbed up on the bed and assumed the sixty nine position. Her hands came up from her snatch and grasped his thick stub. She relaxed her throat and pulled his cock deeply down into her mouth. Her throat squeezed and relaxed over his cockhead as he spread apart her pussy lips and licked her convulsing cunt. He shoved three fingers up her hole as he sucked her clit. He finger-fucked her vigorously, her moaning vibrating against his cock. He pulled up and switched his position so that he was almost sitting on her stomach. His cock pointed at her accusingly. She leaned forward and licked the tiny hole, wiping up the tiny drop of semen that was oozing out. She teased the head, licking and kissing, taking just the head in her mouth. He closed his eyes. She pushed up her ample tits surrounding his cock in soft warmth. He moaned low and animal-like, veins standing out on his throat and temple in intense concentration. She put her head back down on a pillow and he continued fucking her huge tits. He leaned back and wrapped his own hand around his cock pumping slow and hard. "Here it comes, eat it up," he gasped. As cum shot from his cock, she licked it up like vanilla pudding. Her hand reached under his cock and squeezed his balls, forcing the jism out and into her mouth. He rammed his spewing cock into her mouth as it poured without end. His ass dimpled as he pushed his softening appendage in his throat. She swallowed the last of his cum and sighed. "Hey, give me a few minutes, I'll get hard again. I promise." She looked up at him and pouted. "But, Cowboy, my pussy needs to be fed NOW!" The sweat was dripping out of his hair and down his temples. He climbed off her and sat on the bed. His hand reached down to her smooth and slick pussy, rubbing her clit. "Well, if you can make this little guy hard right now you can have it all you want." She reached over to her nightstand and pulled out an eleven inch dildo and handed it to him. "Fuck me," she said lowly. "Oh, wow, make a guy feel really tiny why don't you?" He sounded almost hurt. "I bet by the time I cum the first time, you'll be hard as a rock. Just kneel between my legs," she instructed. "Pretend it's your cock fucking me. Just go in and out real slow." He was plunging the latex cock into her as she spoke in a quivering voice with teacher-like tones. She put her hand over his and guided it to his cock. "Stroke yourself as you fuck me," she moaned. His limp penis was already starting to firm up as he watched her tits bouncing as her hips rocked against the fake cock he was fucking her with. He put the palm of his hand against the bottom of the dildo as he rammed it in as far as it would go. She screamed with pleasure. A voice came from out in the living room. "Sounds like someone's getting killed in there, Ex." Rita's voice progressively got closer to the bedroom by the time she said her name. The man froze and looked at her in a puzzled look. "It's my friend from upstairs, she's cool. She's real cute," she purred. "Ya wanna fuck both of us? Or better yet, wanna watch her fuck me," Exine asked. The man smiled coyly. This was too good to be true, he was thinking. But, after a nightmare day like he had, this wet dream slice of real life was more than we bargained for. "In here, Rita." But Rita was already standing against the doorway smiling demurely at the couple. "Are you guys busy or will you accept company?" "Hey, the more, the merrier," he said. Rita put a foot on the bed to unbuckle her sandal and he could see just how high her shorts went. The small strip of fabric separating the legs was riding high in her pussy exposing her hairy lips. He unconsciously licked his lips, which she took notice. Exine got up and stood behind her, unfastening the bikini top Rita was wearing. She reached around under the bikini and cradled the breasts in her hands and squeezed softly, biting the back of Rita's neck. Rita hurriedly undid her shorts and slid them over her hips and turned to face Exine. As they kissed, Exine for the first time, could feel the fresh coarseness of Rita's pussy hair digging into her newly shaven pussy. It was a nice feeling and she started getting very turned on. At the same time, Rita could feel something just a bit out of sorts and looked down at Exine's twat. "Hey, what happened?" She said in a very confused voice. "Oh, cowboy here shaved me. It was kind of neat." Rita out of curiosity ran her own fingers over Exine's bare mound. "Hmm, feels different. But I don't think I could get into that for myself. The stubble would drive me out of my mind. But I bet that feels really smooth for someone eating your patch, huh?" Rita was already going down on her knees in front of Exine. She spread the lips of Exine's pussy, driving her fingers between the lips and into her pussy as she kissed the clit. The man leaned on the far side of the bed taking all of it in, his hand never leaving his growing cock. Rita removed her fingers and replaced them with her tongue up Exine's cunt, stabbing it in her hole like a small prick. Then Rita jumped up and rummaged through a drawer, producing a huge strap on dildo. "You girls got all kinds of stuff, huh?" he asked. But they didn't answer. Rita found a small tube of lubricant and squirted some on her fingers rubbing it into her pussy, especially over her clit where the dildo would rub against the most. Exine helped her fasten it on her body. Rita looked strangely like one of those people he'd seen once in a movie, with gorgeous huge tits and a enormous cock to match. She held it like she was stroking it, while Exine crawled onto the bed and spread her legs. Exine turned her head to kiss him deeply, his cock brushed against her leg. Rita climbed and knelt between her legs and leaned up to suck Exine's tits. She sucked and bit the nipples bringing moans of pleasure and then plunged the dildo into Exine's dripping pussy. She drove it in long strokes, just right for rubbing the small knobs on the apparatus against her own clit. She pulled Exine's legs up over her shoulders so that she could get even deeper into her. Exine turned to the man and whispered roughly,"Let me suck your dick." He sprung to his knees, eager to oblige. He navigated the shaft over her mouth and she licked it, sucking it into her hot wet mouth. He reached around and grabbed Rita's asscheek as she was slamming Exine. Rita squealed in delight and her eyes sparkled as she started her orgasm. Her dark hair danced over her shoulders and onto Exine's legs as her body shook. She pulled back and brought Exine's legs down and laid on top of Exine so she could lick the man's balls as Exine worked on his shaft. He got up from the bed and knelt between both girls legs. Rita was rushing to get the strap on taken off and threw it on the other side of the room, still laying on top of Exine. He slid his cock into Exine so that Rita could barely feel the shaft against her own pussy, and feel his hard stomach smack against her ass as he fucked Exine. Then as Rita was starting to get jealous, he pulled out of Exine and slipped it into Rita's writhing pussy from behind. It took her off guard and she ground her hairy patch into Exine's bald spot. He alternated back and forth until both girls came then he allowed himself to cum on Rita's pale ass. Rita turned to him and calmly stated,"You didn't offer this when you brought MY refrigerator." "I didn't offer it here either. If you need extra service BAD enough, YOU'RE going to offer." Exine looked at him saying,"Hey, you said this never happened to you before." "Yeah, right, like I don't wear underwear on a job like this not expecting to get laid. Hey, it IS the first time it happened today." The girls just giggled and started kissing his stomach and worked their way up to his face. "But I REALLY got to get back to work before the boss wonders where I am. I only get so many minutes per job." "Well if my microwave breaks down, I'll know who to call to deliver one," Exine said. He nodded as he got dressed. He brought the clipboard back into the bedroom. "Oh, you have to sign here on line thirteen." "For services rendered," asked Exine. Volume VIII "Corporate Raider" Exine sat in front of the computer screen. She tapped her foot in thought. The sun had set about three hours ago and she was on her fourth cup of coffee. The office had been incredibly busy in the past weeks and she had gotten behind in her data entry. Her supervisor was a real dike of a bitch, she wore the stern black business suits and reeked of Chanel No.5; much unlike Exine that wore a more relaxed wardrobe which usually meant a skirt and sweater. Underwear was optional according to her mood. Her supervisor ordered her to pick a night for overtime this week to get caught up. The only snag was that, she was getting paid straight time. According to the dike, there was no reason for her to be behind. She wished she still had the job at the legal office, but they had let her go because of lack of work for all the secretaries. Instead of a paunchy middle aged boss, she now had to deal with a ladder of people when she needed a day off, or even an hour off early. Things were definitely not going to be the same. She pushed off her shoes and resumed her work on the computer. After another hour, she looked at the coffee pot. She knew it would taste horrible, but she needed it to keep going. As she was getting it, the phone rang on her desk. She tiptoed back in her black stockings and picked it up. It was Laura, her super- visor. "So, Exine, are we getting our work done?" She had the tone of an old school teacher she once had. "Oh, of course, Laura. You felt it was necessary to call to ask, why didn't you just come in and surprise me?" "I just wanted to see if you stayed, dear. I better see a nice stack of papers in your "out" bin tomorrow....oh dear, look at that, it's soon midnight. You WILL get that done before midnight won't you?" Exine was rubbing her sore fingers as the bitch talked on. "Sure, Laura, I should be done in another hour or so. No problem." Laura talked on about responsibilities and holding up production droning in her monotone way that the other secretaries warned her about. When she hung up she screeched in disgust and went back for her coffee. She heard something in the hallway and bolted in her chair. Slowly she went to the door and peeked out the window. The janitor, Willie, had dropped a mop and was picking it up to wipe the floor again. He wasn't a bad guy. She wondered if he had his break yet. She opened the door with a creak and he looked up. He smiled wide and wiped his long hair out of his eyes. He was in college part time and this was his night job. Must be paid pretty well, to be paying for college with it, she thought. "Hi, Willie, I got a last cup of coffee left in the pot before I shut down the machine. You want it?" He put the mop up against the wall. "Yeah, that sounds good, I got a little behind and didn't get to take my break yet. I'm usually up on the next floor by now." He joined her in the office and she poured him the cup as his eyes were pouring over her black stockinged legs, under her short skirt. "Forget your shoes today," he joked. She sat at her desk and crossed her legs upon her desk, revealing more of what was under her skirt. "Nope, but I had on a new pair of heels and they were really starting to kill my toes. What we women do to stay cute, huh? I figured I'm the only one on this floor so who's gonna care?" He put down his cup and sat on the desk directly behind hers. "Feet hurt huh? Need a little toe massage?" He winked and patted his leg to signal placement of her feet. She wheeled her chair almost 180 degrees to face him and pulled her leg up to his lap right next to the hard-on that was forming under his uniform. >From his angle, with her one leg up, he could see right up her skirt to the soft curls over her pussy, framed with the belts of her garter. He kneaded and caressed her feet, glancing between her legs when he thought she wasn't looking. As he was doing her other foot, she leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes. "That really feels good, Willie." He stared at her bared crotch as she relaxed, a raging hard cock was straining under his uniform asking for release. He was starting to sweat a little, trying to stay under control. She half-opened her eyes and smiled. She pulled her foot from his hands and gently ran her toes up and down his cock. "Anything else you'd like to put your hands on, Willie," she asked innocently. He looked a little panicked, like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar. "Well, I guess you could just watch if you want, cuz I'm really horny." She leaned her chair back and put her feet on either side of his hips as she rolled up what was left of her skirt. Sweetly entrapping him, she looked up watching his very real discomfort as she unhooked her stockings from the garter. Her fingers parted her pussy, revealing wet pink flesh, aching for a touch. They swirled around her clit becoming moist with her clockwise strokes. He watched a bead of her juice form at her hole and slowly drip down along her flesh to become hidden at her ass. She could see his rigid cock standing out, trying to point thru his gray one-piece garment. Sweat was pouring down his neck and into his chest hair at the top of the zipper. With shaking fingers, he unzipped his uniform. As he peeled it from his shoulders and it dropped onto her ankles, she could see his whole torso was soaked with his nervous perspiration. He unzipped further, carefully over his taut organ to avoid a rather embarrassing injury, and pulled out his cock. In retaliation to her teasing, he started stroking himself, just a foot or so from her red lipsticked mouth where he wanted his cock to be in the first place. He leaned his hips a little closer, closing the distance to mere inches from her lips. She scooted the chair a fraction closer, bending her knees, and licked the tip of his cock. He groaned as he slid it into her well trained mouth, touching the back of her throat. He relished the slight waxy feel of her lipstick along his shaft. He grabbed the back of her head and forced it into her throat. He came furiously, before his knees gave out. She swallowed the viscous liquid several times before talking. Exine pulled her legs to the floor and smoothed out her skirt. Willie seemed flabbergasted and quickly zipped up his uniform. "That was neat, Willie, but what about me?" He reddened and apologized for his haste. "Tell you what Exine. Next time you work late, let me know. I'll make it up to you. Hey, wanna see something neat that I bet you didn't know was on the computer?" She pouted as he turned her chair to face the terminal. His fingers moved quickly over the keys and he brought a colorful screen up. "This is just Office-Link. It lets me talk to the other branches if I need to look up payables or shipping or other stuff." "Uh-huh. Want to see some other stuff?" She was intrigued. On the main menu there was a #8. There was no heading after it. She figured it was just a blank spot. He tapped in an eight and another screen popped up. It asked for a password. He typed in "O-T-H-E-R M-E-N-U" and waited. Another menu appeared titled "Diversion Network". The menu listed: 1) Adult Graphics 5) Talk to another user 2) Adult Stories 6) Mail to another user 3) Adult Games 7) Classified Ads 4) Who is on? 8) Boss/Protect Screen "This is really wild, Willie, what the hell is it?" "Just what it says. Boston International created its own adult BBS for the execs in the different branches in the country to get together and talk dirty. Just look, I know Laura's password to get in." A spot was blinking, demanding to know a password. He typed in "INSATIABLE". Exine laughed out loud. "Insatiable? Yeah, right." The screen verified the password and asked for the branch code to verify. Willie adeptly typed it in. He shook his head before Exine could ask how he knew it. He showed her the different graphics of women in all kinds of sexual positions. The graphics were incredible, just like actual photographs flashing for a few seconds on the screen. They were just about to check out the games menu when at the top a yellow bar appeared with the message,"Another user requests conversation, will you answer? Type Y/N" Exine reached out quickly and tapped the Y. Willie gasped,"Are you nuts? These are the top guns of the place." She laughed at his panic. He said,"Fine, if you want to get in trouble, but you ain't draggin' my job down too." He trotted out of the room and she could hear him grab his buckets and run toward the elevator. The computer beeped at her and she saw another yellow bar appear. It was from someone assuming it was Laura. "Hey sweetheart, how's it going?" She typed in,"Lonely, frustrated and hot, how about yourself?" There was a hesitation and then another message appeared. "This isn't Laura. But don't log off. No questions asked. Are you male or female?" "Very female." "So just how lonely, frustrated and hot are you? Want to do something about it or do you just want to sit in front of a terminal typing in dirty talk. Answer honest." "I'd do something about it. But the nearest branch from here is Ohio and that's a hell of a ride." "I'm in the same city as your branch. Still interested?" She paused and typed in,"Yes." "Are you familiar with Wingate Avenue?" "No." A minute passed before detailed directions came up on the screen directing her to the street and telling her to write it all down before she typed any more in. Going over it in her head she could see it was about a twenty minute ride. She wasn't real familiar with Wingate but figured she could find the address once she got on it. She knew it was the money side of town so that would make sense. She typed in that yes she could go to the address. He told her to ask for "Mr. Randall" when she arrived at the address. Good enough. He signed off and so did she. She logged off the computer and hit the lights in the room as she left it and walked carefully over the wet floor to the elevator. Once on the main floor she signed out with the guard, Robby. He was an older guy, probably retired, and was a real nice man. He teased her about not wanting to date old men and she just answered,"I never said that." She walked out the door, knowing he was watching and moved her body provocatively. She walked out in the parking lot and saw her car way out in left field all alone. She was only one of about twenty that was working late. She put on some music and started toward her destination. She had a great feeling, and was exhilarated with the wonder of the unknown. Who was Mr. Randall? She had never heard of any Mr. Randall in upper management. She typed all the letters from Laura out and if he was important in the company, she would have typed something to him in the past few weeks. Finally she arrived on Wingate. She looked at her directions again. 115 Wingate Avenue Apt. 1522. Wingate had a lot of ritzy boutiques. There was a Clark's Fashion shop that read 113, but the next building next to it was the Windsor Hotel. She doubted the address and her heart sank. She was sent on a wild goose chase she thought. Around the corner, she knew there was a pay parking lot for $5 so she thought she'd park and give it a shot. The attendant told her the ticket was good for 4 hours and anything over that was $1.50 an hour. She nodded and parked the car and walked back to the hotel. The valets looked at her politely as she passed them and went inside. The few people in the lobby waiting for their luggage moved looked very elite. She swallowed her pride when the desk clerk caught her going to the elevator and asked smugly,"May I help you, Miss?" He sounded like he wanted to kick her the hell out fast before it got degrading for the hotel. She quietly walked to the desk and smiled. He looked back in the same expression. "I was given this address by Mr. Randall?" She looked for some recognition. There was none. "Do you have a room number?" He smirked, thinking she wouldn't. "Yes, I do. Number 1522." He kept his eyes locked on hers and picked up the phone next to him. He punched in the room number and waited. "Yes, Sir, I apologize for the intrusion. There's a, ahem, young lady here that claims you know her. He turned his back slightly but enough to still see her in case she ran. He lowered his voice and answered,"Well, yes, she is pretty. Should I ask for a name?" He turned and looked at her. "Miss, what is your place of employment?" "Boston International Pharmaceuticals, Research and Development Department." He seemed a little impressed. He probably thought she'd answer something like,"Herb's Rent-A- Whore's" He repeated it into the phone. He started talking fast, somewhat apologetic and ingratiating. "Yes, sir, right away, sir." He fumbled for a key and handed it to her. It looked like a card with a bunch of holes punched in it. "Ma'm, Mr. Randall would like to know your preference of wines from the following list." He shoved a list in front of her. She picked something that looked vaguely familiar from the middle of the list. He slid another list in front of her. This listed small appetizers. She looked up confused. What did Mr. Randall want to do? Fatten her up and eat her or what? She picked out something that looked French and he called room service immediately. "You may go up to the room, Ma'm. We're very sorry to hold you up." "No prob Jeeves," she said. She walked again to the elevator and it took her to the fifteenth floor. She found her way to the room and hesitated. She wasn't quite sure how to do the key but figured it out. She opened the door slowly, unsure of what she'd find. It was a huge room, she saw that it was actually several rooms like an apartment. It was richly decorated in gold and red with antique like furniture. "Hello," she called out. A man appeared from the next room. He was about fiftyish, with salt and pepper hair and with the body of a thirty year old. "Hello, now that you know my name, what is yours," he asked. "Exine." He looked kind of serious. Maybe he was going to bitch her out for using the executive network and get her fired. "That's your real name." "Yes." "It's nice. Different, but nice. Can I see your company ID badge." She knew it, she was sunk. She presented it with a frown. He smiled. Probably got off on firing low life secretaries, she thought. "Just wanted to make sure you're the one I talked to earlier on the Network. How did you get Laura's access?" She paused. "Am I in trouble? Look, just fire me. I don't want anyone else to get in trouble." "No, you're not in trouble, I'm just really curious. I was hoping to get to know you a little better." A knock at the door interrupted them. The room service brought in the refreshments. He took it and brought it in the room. "Wine?" She nodded and sat down in the soft cushy chair next to her. He sat in the one opposite and asked her again about the access. "Someone wanted to show me the Network. They didn't mean any harm. I was the one who typed in yes when you wanted to talk. It's all my fault." "Exine, my real name is Nicholas Randall Patterson. My father was the original owner of Boston International. I'm the CEO of the corporation. I am also the originator of the Network. I figured my executives and management need a little diversion from day to day activities. I thought I had made it clear to my users that their codes not be given out. Laura will have to have a talking to. Exine, I'm moving my office from the California branch to the Philadelphia branch, your branch. I'm just in a little transitional period here until everything arrives for my office. I have the computer that I brought with my personal belongings and that is how we met tonight. Exine, you're a pretty girl. I'd like to give you a night to remember." He paused. "You sound pretty confident." His expression changed. "Maybe I should just make a copy of your electronic mail to me and give it to Laura. I'm offering you a promotion, if you can prove yourself worthy." He was watching her nipples through her sweater as she breathed deeply. "Well Mr. Patterson, how DO I prove myself worthy?" He was picking up a phone on a small stand next to his chair and punched a few numbers. He held his hand over the phone and said,"I'd like to see how you relate to co-workers." He talked to someone named Tom on the phone and hung it up. "Tom is one of my managers from California that is coming with me. I want to watch you fuck him." She winced just a little bit. The statement took her off guard. There was a knock and then someone entered the door. A young man in a grey suit came in. "Yes, Nick?" He motioned to Exine and said,"Let's proceed to the bedroom." This was all too calculated and cold. She didn't know if she was going to be able to get into it. Tom put a warm hand on her back as they walked into an elaborate bedroom. There was a jacuzzi in the one corner. Maybe this was going to be alright after all. Tom started undressing quite methodically, folding every part of his three piece suit and placing it on a chair. She stood at the foot of the bed watching him. As he was folding his socks, she sat down, took off her shoes, and started peeling her stockings off her legs. She returned Patterson's stare with a sexy smile and spread her legs as she unzipped her skirt. She pulled off her sweater and Tom was standing directly in front of her with an erect cock. She stood up and wrapped her arms around his neck. He was a nice height and his cock slipped between her legs comfortably. She moved back and forth to massage his organ. His nostrils flared as he pushed her back on the bed. She lay like a rag doll on the bed and he crawled toward her, stalking her. He roughly spread her legs and immediately gained entry into her. It wasn't lovely and romantic but it stirred something inside her and she moved with it. Hey, go with the flow, she thought, or you're only gonna end up with muddy ankles. It was one of her favorite sayings. She moved into his jerky rhythm, kissing his neck. He looked at her as though repulsed with a sign of affection. He took one of her legs and brought it up to his shoulder, making his cock feel deeper inside her. He closed his eyes and pushed into her like an unbridled animal. He came before she had a chance to digest what he wanted. This was great. Strike two for the night. This "interview" if that was what you wanted to call it was not going well at all. He was already up and getting dressed as methodically as he disrobed. "That didn't show me anything outstanding, Exine," Patterson quipped. "Yes, I could say the same," she answered as she looked at Tom. "A real executive would take a situation and adjust to the needs. That is why you are not in a executive position." "Well, I guess that's the ONLY one I haven't been in," she was getting angrier, being made a fool out of by this money sucking bastard. She was becoming flushed with emotion and jumped off the bed and crossed the room away from Patterson. "What are you doing," he asked quite calmly. "Taking a dip, ASSHOLE," she shouted as she stepped into the jacuzzi. "I didn't give you permission," he said and smirked. She whipped her head around to face him as the warm water climbed higher and higher around her body. "No, you didn't. FUCK YOU. You wanted me here. If you don't want me in here, come in and get me out yourself. Don't send a kid to do your own work, unless you can't get it up anymore!" She sat down and the foaming water was up around her neck. Goosebumps formed over her body from the quick change in temperature. He got up out of his chair and walked over. He loosened his tie and took it off, dropping it. So unlike dear Tom, she thought. He undressed on his way over, quite nimbly for a man of his years. She kept her angry expression, daring him to come in after her. His cock was limp, hanging like a empty balloon against his testicles. His hairy legs stepped cautiously into the water and he lowered himself, on the opposite side of the tub. She leaned back, putting her arms up on the sides, and relaxed. He did the same. This is getting boring, she thought. She closed her eyes and ran her fingers over her tight nipples, enjoying the sensation, knowing he was watching. She pushed her tits up above the waterline, offering them to him just in case he might be interested. She could hear the water moving suddenly and she could feel his legs sitting next to hers. She refused to open her eyes. He put a hand on her knee and slid it up along her thigh. He played with the outside lips of her pussy. She moved her hips to encourage him for more. A bulky finger slid inside and clumsily found her clit, rubbing too fast and hard. She took her own hand over his and slowed him down, never opening her eyes. Her mouth opened and she licked her lips as her pleasure started taking over. He pulled her to the middle of the tub and wrapped her legs around his waist. She surprisingly felt a hard cock waving in the water near her crotch. He reached down and placed it just right and it swam in her pussy. The water made it easy for him to move effortlessly and the zero gravity of it made her pleasure very intense. His subtle moves of his body against her clit drove her into a frenzy as she bucked against him. The water chopped roughly and small waves splashed on the floor, the couple was unaware. He had grabbed her ass to control her movements and pulled her down tight against him as he came. They resumed their original positions facing each other in the tub. "So was THAT an executive position," she asked sarcastically. "We're making progess. Let's get out of the water before we turn into a couple of prunes." He held her hand as they stepped out. He took a large towel and dried her off. The towel was unusually soft and it felt erotic against the soft skin of her belly. She heard panting, but it wasn't from Patterson who was standing in front of her. She turned around. A dog was standing in the entrance of the bedroom. She looked back at Patterson who was absorbed in his job at hand. He led her to the bed where Tom had failed miserably in giving her pleasure. They laid down and she watched his face as he took in her body with his fingers. The dog whined and before she knew it, it had jumped up with its forelegs on the bed. Patterson spread her legs in front of the dog, as though inviting it. "King, isn't this nicer than any bitch you've had," he questioned the dog. The dog whined and tried to get up higher. Patterson encouraged the dog and patted the bed between her legs. It jumped up and stood staring at her strange form. Patterson put a couple of fingers inside her and then offered them to the dog. The dog licked once to take in the new flavor and then licked them clean. The animal made the connection in his brain and put his nose at her crotch. She opened her mouth to protest and Patterson whispered,"How do you know you won't like it?" She looked at him as though he was crazy but laid down. The dog's cold nose moved against her pussy, parting the lips. It's sandpaper tongue took a wide stroke at its target. She gasped in unbelieved passion, spreading her legs farther. The friction was something that she had never experienced before. The more he cleaned up her juices, the more her cunt produced for it and the cycle ran over and over. Patterson watched as her body writhed as though in trance. She pinched her nipples, inducing a hard orgasm throughout her body. She moaned and the dog seemed to lose interest and jumped off the bed. She lay as her body quaked with the last shakes of her orgasm. He looked at her with a raised eyebrow. He hadn't planned on that last diddy but boy was it unique, he thought. "You can get dressed now, I have a very early day tomorrow. Maybe I will check in with your floor to see you actually work, hmmm?" She started getting dressed. "There was no promotion, was there?" He just smiled and didn't answer. With all the dignity she could possibly muster she dressed quietly. "I'll have Tom drive you home." "No thanks, I'm parked up the street. Don't do me any big favors Nick." "Then he can walk you to your car." "I SAID NO," she said loudly. He held up his hands in defense. "Fine, fine." She walked out without a kiss or the benefit of a goodbye hug or wave. It was a wasted night and as it ran through her head in replay it was almost like a strange nightmare. It was one of those days that maybe wasn't supposed to happen at all. She drove home confused and a little humiliated. She slept restlessly, dreaming of water and dogs and computers. Six o'clock came too soon and she dressed a little more conservatively for the new day. She walked in the office and Laura had her arms crossed, staring at her. Well, she thought, I'm not bringing the computer thing up, she can if she wants to yell at me. She walked over to her desk where a dozen roses sat in a crystal vase. She opened the sealed envelope. It was from Patterson. She smiled as it announced her new position as his personal secretary and what floor and room to report to immediately. Laura strutted over. "So what did you do last night that all of a sudden you got these AND a promotion?" "Wouldn't YOU like to know? Or is that how you got your job?" Laura looked at her, knowing how she got the job because it WAS the way she had gotten hers. "I'll send your things up to Patterson's office. Better not keep him waiting," she muttered somberly. Exine picked up one of the roses and gave it to Laura and reported to her new boss, wondering what new tests lay ahead for her further promotions. Volume IX "DREAMIN' IS FREE" Exine was so tired her mind was drifting in and out of consciousness as she was watching television. She was trying to stay up to talk to Derek who was supposed to have stopped by over two hours ago. She tried to concentrate on the movie flickering on the screen before her. It wasn't what she was watching earlier. Must have fallen asleep. A knight was standing before a castle ready to run in and claim the grail. He was tall, blonde and oh so wonderfully strong looking. He can suck me anytime she thought wearily. He pulled his sword forward and with his armies charged the huge door. Wood, steel, and human bodies collided into each other as her eyes getting heavier and heavier until they clamped shut. As the blue light of the tv spilled over her body and the screen showed the battle, her brain was overflowing with images in her deep sleep...... "Milady, you've dropped this a few steps back," a deep voice said from behind her. Exine looked down at the rustic costume draped over her body. Her dress was as rough as burlap with only a cotton tunic under it. She turned around to see the knight standing behind her with his very powerful looking horse. He was holding a small leather bag with a string out to her. She walked over and took it gingerly from him. "Thank you," she said softly. "No, Milady, thank you. You are a very beautiful woman. Do you work in the castle of the King?" She looked to where he was pointing. There was a huge castle standing under cloudy skies and a distant rumble was coming closer. "Yes, I do." She wasn't sure if she really did, but something seemed so familiar about all this. Then she remembered. She did work in the castle. She was part of the kitchen crew for the king. "Milady, the storm is brewing from the south. The castle is a long walk, could I be so honored that you would ride with me to the doors? The rains will be coming and you'll get very wet." She thought lustfully to herself,"Mister, I'm already soaked." He turned and mounted his steed, a huge animal rippling with muscle to carry the weight of a armoured knight. He held his hand down to help her. Surprisingly with ease, she lifted herself onto the animal with his help. His armour was cold in the stormy air, but as she held her body next to his all she could feel was the heat of emotion radiating from him. They made the castle just in time before the torrential downpour hit, rocking the stone building with its fury. A large woman was yelling at her for being late and for almost being lost in the rain. She was in a blur. She heard a familiar name.....Lancelot. "What," she asked. "Missy, what is the likes of you riding with Sir Lancelot? If the king hears about this...well, I suppose the king has better things on his mind. Get in this kitchen and let's get dinner served to the court before it's too late." She was ushered in a large room with over a dozen large cooking pots and scads of culinary tools hanging overhead and sorted on tables. She was given two large metal pitchers of wine to be served at once. Taking them with another girl, they went into the dining room. All the knights and the king and queen sat at the large round table with the rest of the court at smaller tables around the room. Her eyes darted for the knight she rode with, but he was no where to be found. She poured wine and smiled at each knight. A few locked eyes with her, lust openly conveying their message, but most ignored her as one of the servants. Then, she found him and poured his wine. He stared into her eyes as she focused on the wine. She looked back and winked. He broke out in laughter and the whole court went silent. The king chastised him for disrespect and the queen glared at Exine. "So old Guinivere really did fuck Lancelot," she thought to herself. "I could have fun with this." All through the rest of the meal she made sure she served him almost to the point that the queen was furious with rage. On purpose, Exine dropped his goblet as she was pouring wine. It rolled lopsidedly under the table. She scrambled to the floor on her hands and knees and very quickly ended up between his legs. The knights were in very simple clothes after taking their armour off. Knowing her time was precious she quickly slipped his hardening cock out of his loose pants and kissed the head before she found the goblet and popped back up. "This wench is a disgrace," the queen screamed. "Yeah, off with my head," Exine muttered half expecting the white rabbit to be running by. The king clapped his hands together and the court was once again silenced. In a booming voice, he dismissed the other members of court since dinner was ended. He then dismissed the queen who left screaming at him. He then dismissed the servants, except Exine, and called her forward. She walked forward, bowing her head and stood before him. She then knelt before him, awaiting his booming voice and then got a wickedly delicious thought. Under his robe, he was wearing the same loose garments. In front of the knights and the crackling fires of the hearths, she pulled out his royal cock and kissed and licked it. In no time, it was full, hard and ready to fuck and he didn't push her way like she almost expected. There was a murmur among the knights as they watched the king getting head from the servant girl. Her tongue ran down the length of his cock feeling every vein, every texture until she came to the coarse hair covering his balls. She gently sucked them into her mouth as she stroked his cock. His fingers were holding her head in place as she tasted the sweat that collected from the day's toil. His balls smelled like they were resting on a horse all day but it was also incredibly sexy. Her snatch was oozing as she was fondling and sucking this huge cock. She reached down and pulled up her simple dress and tunic revealing her naked body. The king practically fell back into his chair in shock. She took the advantage and climbed up onto his lap, sinking his sticky cock into her slick pussy with ease. The other men watched in muffled amazement as she held onto the arms of the chair, raising and lowering her body onto his. Her moans of pleasure were the only thing audible as everything was eerily still in the room. Her wet pussy sucked and grabbed his cock with everything it had while the king closed his eyes, enjoying the attention. She jumped up and changed position so that she was facing all the knights as she was fucking him. They watched as she openly grabbed her own breast, pulling on the nipple and watched his cock disappear into the triangle of hair between her pale creamy thighs. She watched through half open eyes as more than one knight wrapped a hand around their own cock, taking in the show. Some stroked slowly, in the same time as her fucking as others pounded furiously wanting to release their pent up frustrations. Between her legs, hot liquid sprayed her thighs as the king came. Promptly, his cock became limp falling against his belly. She stepped down onto the floor and then crawled up onto the table and laid down, spreading her cum sprayed thighs for the knight of her choosing. He hadn't pulled out his cock, but as he stood up, his pants were rigidly tented. He looked over to the king for perhaps, permission. The king waved his hand saying silently,"Whatever." Lancelot pulled her by her legs to bring her closer him. She was touching her clit, poking a finger in her wet hole and bringing it up to tease him. His face pressed against her pussy and lapped at her juices like a thirsty dog. His tongue ravaged her pussy as he roughly thrust it up into her hole, sucking out the cum that had started to drip out of her. She ground her hips into his face without realizing it. Another knight crawled up onto the huge table and grabbed one of her full breasts and started sucking the nipple hard and viciously. It hurt at first, but the short waves of pain ebbed into deeper waves of lust. His wiry beard ripped into her skin but that also felt erotic. After his version of foreplay, he fumbled up onto his knees pulling out his wet stump of a cock. She could tell, he already came from the impending excitement but still expected her to suck it. She took it between her lips and licked gingerly. He moaned and pulled her head up roughly. Enough with the nice stuff, she thought. She leaned back onto an elbow and gave him the same treatment. It took him by surprise to have such an aggressive woman. She nipped at his balls and bit at the underside of his cock. She sucked his cock into her the back of her throat. When she felt like giving up, she realized that finally some life actually was breathed into his "sword". Lancelot was already on table inserting his much nicer, larger cock into her wet hole. This other knight wasn't one to give up and decided instead to fuck her mouth. She moaned out loud as Lancelot's cock slid up against her womb. The other knight gasped and came, the vibration of her moan was all he could take against his cock. The thick dribble of liquid slid down into her and he rolled off the table and into a chair to watch them. Lancelot slowly fucked her as the audience gathered closer to watch. "Cheap entertainment," she thought and wondered what year the first porno flick came out. His hands clamped onto her waist pulling her onto him, ramming his cock deeper than she thought possible. Just as she was nearing the first feelings of an orgasm, he came first. She could feel him twitch inside her and he withdrew his magnificent organ. Not to be outdone, another knight stepped forward, his hand was stroking his cock to keep it in readiness. She sat up and brought her body closer to him. Her legs dangled off the table and she looked up into his eyes looking for some emotion. He offered none. He picked up a stray goblet holding a deep burgundy coloured wine and tossed the wine onto her, sneering at her. It dripped from her hair and into her eyes, burning them. She screamed and went for him. He only laughed and pulled her to him holding her with an iron grip. His cock was buried deep in her bush, as though he planned the choreography of the situation. He pulled her hair tightly and forced her down on the table. The king clapped his hands loudly. The dark knight looked over as though his ruler had no right to intrude. He released her hair from his grip and the king nodded and motioned for him to continue. Aha, chivalry lives, she thought. His long, thin cock was more of a weapon than an instrument for love. He rammed it into her, so unlike the calculated strokes of Lancelot. It was starting to hurt a little when he finally pulled it out and straddled her hips. With his hand he stroked himself, closing his eyes taking his mind away from her looks. Almost in slow motion, she watched the stream of cum spurt onto her belly, tits and neck in several releases. She mindlessly rubbed it into her skin like a secret elixir. He shrugged at her, maybe never seeing something so bizarre to him, as he stepped off the table. She looked over to the king who was taking it all in. He sat in his chair which was noticably larger than the others holding a long wand with his right hand. It looked more like a walking stick but as she looked, it was a polished dark wood with a small ornament at the top of it. What was going through her head would have brought death to any other maiden. But the king must have been exceptionally horny to have watched what continued. She demurely came from the table and walked over to him and ran her hand along the stick. The ornament at the top of it was a polished stone, carved with the image of a king from another era. She leaned against the wand, running her fingers up and down it and rubbing her crotch against it. Cautiously, she took it from his loose grasp and took it back to the table. Some of the knights gasped. The stick was very light, except for the end with the stone. She knelt on the table, sliding the wand against her dripping snatch. The stick shone in the firelight with her juices. She laid back on the table, with her legs bent behind her and in a trance like state as they watched, took the top of it and slid it into her. She made animalistic sounds as the cool stone came in contact with her sizzling flesh inside her cunt. It produced the first quiver of an orgasm but not enough to get her off. She grasped it with a hand like an enormous cock and picked up the pace, pushing it in and out. Her other hand fingered her clit vigorously. Finally, she felt her cunt grab onto the stone as a hard orgasm hit. Her head knocked on the table and she fell into a whirlpool of sounds..... As she woke up, another movie was on television. It was cable's version of soft porn. "I just had a better dream than this," she said as she got up to turn it off. Her legs were wobbly, she assumed from sitting in the chair. She pulled the oversized T- shirt down over her ass and felt wetness. Between her thighs was coated with milky liquid, like remembered it felt when she got off with a gang bang once. The smell of sex was strong and pungent and it wasn't her own juices she was smelling. She wondered if Derek came home and took her while she was asleep in the chair. "Oh, girl, you'd go crazy if you didn't think rationally," she said aloud. "What," Derek asked as he stepped in the door at the end of her sentence. She walked over and kissed him. "Sorry, I'm late, but I just was able to break away. You want to just skip dancing and go right to bed. I promise some good sex in the morning. But right now I'm just so damn tired." "This is the first you're coming in," she asked. "Yeah, I said I was sorry, what more do you want," he was starting to get testy but then saw the confusion on her face. "What's up, babe." "Oh, nothing, I was just having some strange dreams," she answered. She shook her head and went to the bathroom to quickly wash up. Her pussy ached from the sex she had....dreamed? Her head was swimming in thought as she went into the bedroom. Derek held her close as she went down, back down through the whirlpool in her mind..... She looked around her. She was in a strange room laying on a wooden table. A breeze crossed over her back giving her a slight chill and reminding her that she was naked. A hooded figure came in carrying a torch and placed it in a wall receptable. The room was given an eerie glow. He came over to the table carrying two vials of coloured liquid. She wanted to roll over and ask him who he was but her arms and legs were restrained with leather straps. Her heart started beating a little faster in fear and lust. He brought the vials to the table and opened them. She saw him out of the corner of her eye open one and then she felt a warm thick liquid on her back. It was some kind of oil and he started massaging it into her back. His large hands contoured to her back as they moved up and down. It was very hypnotic and she felt woozy as the perfumes in the oil reached her nose. It was a spicy fragrance. His hands had moved lower, to the small of her back. One hand moved even lower to her ass and started working the oil into the crack of her ass. A finger slid down to her asshole and up again to the top of her crack. She closed her eyes to thoroughly enjoy the experience. The finger traced the line to her asshole again, this time allowing slight penetration. It popped out again. She breathed deeply, wondering what the next move was going to be. Her fingernails dug into the wooden table as the knotty finger slid all the way inside her simulating that it was fucking her ass. Her breathing was uneven and she was grinding her pussy into the table with ecstasy. She felt the cloth of his garment as he leaned over her body closer. She cried out as she felt a wet tongue dig into her lubricated asshole. It stabbed quickly into her ass. Her pussy was dripping wet and begging for some fucking also. Then as if he could read her thoughts, as he was eating her ass, fingers moved slowly, as though feeling every groove and crevice, to her wet snatch. Her pussy grabbed hungrily on the finger wanting to hold onto it. But it moved around her hole, teasing her, waiting for her to beg. Without warning three fingers were shoved easily into her cunt, she moved as easily as was possible to get the hand to go deeper inside her. It slipped out and pinched her clit softly. "Please, please fuck me," she whimpered. "I can't take it anymore. Just do it." But she was being ignored. He was taking his sweet old time to do whatever the fuck he wanted. This time, four fingers were inserted into her pussy, stretching it. There was a slight pain, but it was a good pain. She imagined a huge cock trying to work its way into her as his hand fucked her. Her hips bucked wildly onto his hand, the friction of the table against her nipples and belly adding to the excitement. Her cunt was squeezing his hand tightly against her own will. Feeling her orgasm coming, he had leaned over her and stuck his tongue deep in her ass. She screamed in passion, fucking his hand wildly like an animal in heat. Her heart felt like it was going to jump out of her chest..... The morning was creeping in her window with early dawn. Her hair was matted and she felt slick with oil. "Not this again," she thought and she jumped in the shower before Derek woke up. Volume X "You Got Another Thing Comin'" Exine was listening to the radio when she heard an ad on the radio announcing the arrival of a British rock band that she knew. They were playing the stadium in a nearby city and it was a sold out show. She chuckled as she remembered her own stint in a band and she remembered meeting that band. They played hard...and the music wasn't bad either. Derek was riding with her and asked her why she was laughing. She explained. He, in his youth of 21 years old was awestruck and perhaps a little disbelieving that she knew these guys. She could sense his skeptism and it struck a dark chord in her. "Wanna see if we can get backstage tonight," she challenged. "Yeah, right," he said. "Look, either you want to go or not. Besides, I wouldn't mind seeing Rob again. I haven't talked to him in ages." They were silent on the way back to her apartment. She immediately got on the phone when they got back. She had to make a few calls to get the right person to contact. In the middle of a conversation, she gave him a thumbs up sign and wrote down some numbers and a couple of names. He tried looking at the paper and she folded it up and stuck it in her pocket. "Well, dear, we have to hurry. Let's get dressed and grab a bite to eat and I have to get down there before much of anything happens to get backstage. Their bus should be getting there soon." "It's only lunchtime..." he whined like a child. But she was already changing into one of her pairs of leather high heeled boots and a provocative outfit. He wanted to fuck her, but he sensed that she was saving it for someone else right now. It didn't really bother him because they had a VERY open relationship. Besides, with hard rock bands come very soft groupies that were easy to impress. This could be an advantage and he grabbed a clean T-shirt and jeans from a drawer. She grabbed some makeup and stuck it in her purse and was debating whether or not to wash her hair. Not enough time. He was in a devilish mood and teased her by saying,"Ex, this band has been around since the early '70's. They're a bunch of old men. Now, Metallica, there's a band..." She glared at him. Her nostrils flared and her eyes burned and he only smiled. "I'll have you know that he's better than any of those young punks that call themselves heavy metal. And he's better hung too. You say what you want, he still makes many a young girl sweaty and he's not THAT much older. He's only about 10 years older than me and if you say ANYTHING about that I'll puncture one of your balls in a second." Somehow, he knew she was serious. She took her age very seriously lately. They made it to the stadium around 1:30 and the parking lot was pretty much deserted. They had to stop at the front gate and wait for the man she talked to earlier to come out and give her clearance. He was a big guy and laughed heartily at the security guard saying,"Sonny, this little gal is an old friend of mine and the band. Just slap a VIP sticker on her windshield and don't give her any hassle. He hopped in the back seat of her car and directed her to the parking area for the band and other VIP's. "So, Exine, you came down to see Rob, huh? Does he know you'll be here?" "Nah, this is a surprise. I only heard about it today on the radio and I wanted to say hi in person to him. Are they staying over tonight or do they have another show to get to?" They burly guy told her that they intended to stay a couple of days and rest up before going to the Midwest. He said that he didn't know what hotel they were in. "Believe me, Babe, I'd tell you of all people if I really knew." She introduced Derek to him. "Hey, this is the chick to know if you want to get laid in this town, huh kid? You probably already know that tho'." She parked the car and they went into the exclusive entrance to the stadium. Under the stadium was already parked the band's bus. There was a large reception area where some food and drinks were spread out for everybody. She grabbed a drink from the bartender and introduced Derek to some of the people she knew and went to go find the dressing room. It had been a while since she'd been here last and it looked a little different. A door was open a crack and she peeked in and surely enough her Rob was in there. He was entertaining a little blonde groupie, well she was entertaining him. Her tube top was rolled down around her stomach and she had his ten inch cock half way in her mouth. She pulled back for a second and complained about the length of it. She sounded all of about 16 at the absolute most. Deciding now was a good time for a reunion she quietly opened the door and slipped inside and watched. He was clearly a little disappointed and then looked up and locked eyes with Exine. His smile widened and his eyes lit up. He said to the kneeling girl in his thick British accent,"Look, Lassie, let a pro show you 'ow's it done." "What the fuck," yelled the girl with her bobbing tits hanging out. "I give better head than ANYONE," she announced. "That's all you could get in your mouth is the head," teased Exine. "You can stay and watch if you want. I was deep throating Rob when you were still in diapers though." Then she kissed Rob on the cheek. He turned his head and french kissed her lovingly. The young girl was fixing her clothes and sat on the table next to a fruit basket and an open bottle of champagne and watched as she was invited. Rob hugged Exine tightly, molding her body to his. His cock was gaining life as it was held against her, wet with saliva. His fingers ran through her hair and down the back of her short dress as he embraced her. He traced the zipper down her back and settled his hand on her ass, squeezing affectionately. The girl sitting on the table was wearing a miniskirt and wasn't shy about showing that she had on nothing underneath. Her dark bush peeked out from her spread thighs, Exine could see from the mirror that was behind Rob. He was pulling up Exine's dress and pulling her crotch to his. "Mmmm, not yet, remember, I have to give lessons here first," she explained and lowered her body to her knees. She kissed the head of his cock and licked the length of the shaft. She could taste cherry Lifesavers from the previous "user". She ran her fingers along his scrotum as she slowly took his full length into her mouth and down her throat. He, for the rough image he held, was very gentle when it came to this, considering the massive length he hauled around. He let her take charge so that he didn't hurt her. He looked over at the younger girl and said,"You might want to take notes. 'ow's about showin' me some of your own?" She pulled up her skirt higher and spread open her pussy which was wet from watching. Her fingers touched her clit and her painted nails disappeared inside her pussy as she kept watching. She leaned back and moaned with pleasure as she kept herself busy. Meanwhile, Exine was getting Rob harder than he'd been in a long time, simply because she knew what she was doing. Her mouth worked him like it was a cunt, taking him deep inside her. It was almost a shame to pull out but he remembered what her snatch felt like and had to keep from cumming just thinking about it. He pulled a chair over and sat on it. Exine pulled her dress up over her head revealing the body that he hadn't seen in so long. He had to run his hands up and down it. He pulled her close and softly bit above her belly button. "Ooooh, do you know you're the one who got me into biting," she asked. He nodded and smiled with an evil glint in his eye. "Still dreaming 'bout vampires, dear?" "Uh-huh. And you're all the blame." Her pubic hair danced over the top of his huge cock, rubbing up against it. She sat down on his lap, slowly letting his cock enter into her. The hot organ made her heart start pumping a little faster, a little harder. It was a heat that she only remembered until now. He had taught her so much a long time ago, another lifetime ago. His mouth found her tits, sucking them hard. His teeth bit, he knew the exact point of her pain threshold and came just to the point of it without hurting her. She broke out in a sweat, holding back her own orgasm. She started to quicken her pace, the head of his cock ramming against her womb. She was so used to the six inches that Derek and others had given her recently and it felt so damn good to be filled completely. If he were any larger she couldn't take him. He licked the area between her tits as little beads of sweat were running down her torso. Her cunt grabbed his cock with hard grasps as they moved slowly, savoring every move. He looked deep in her eyes and she remembered why she nicknamed him "Dracula". His stare was hypnotic. He could talk her into ANYTHING. He wasn't a particularly good looking man but he had that charisma that grabbed you by the throat and kissed you passionately. She groaned and pulled his face to her neck, begging for that old familiar pain. He felt her cunt convulsing in orgasm and enhanced her pleasure with a surefire bite. Just to the point of drawing blood, but only leaving a nasty mark. She cried out hungrily from her heart. The girl on the table got up and left after she noticed nobody was paying attention to her anymore. Rob was too wrapped up in watching Exine as she came. She didn't fake or overexaggerate any pleasure and that's what made it unique to watch. She closed her eyes and leaned back, her long hair brushing his knees. He licked and nibbled at her chest and stomach until she "came to" and kissed her long and deep, drinking in her sweet tasting saliva. He slid off the chair and laid her on her back on the soft carpeted floor and pounded his cock deep inside her. Her legs wrapped around him. She hadn't taken off her boots and it turned him on to feel the leather against his ass. She was so dripping wet that he could really drive it in hard with no fear of hurting her. She gladly took all of him throwing her body up against him as if asking for more. Their bodies were drenched in sweat as their sexual frenzy took them into their own world. She came several times just on the floor, he knew what buttons to push on her and exactly when to push them. Perfect. He brought her legs up to rest on his shoulders and was able to get his cock in her even more deeply if that was possible. Her knuckles went white as she grabbed the carpet. "Fuck me, oh yeah, fuck me harder," she begged. He plunged against her body as she wished. It felt like if she opened her mouth his cock would come up out of her throat. He was so huge inside her. He playfully bit at her leather clad calves, laughing in his crude and sexy style that was so becoming of him. He brought his face close to hers. She felt his breath and opened her eyes. He winked at her and growled,"Do you know 'ow long it's been since I 'ad a sexy wench like you?" She puckered her lips and blew a kiss and whispered hoarsely,"Probably just as long as I had such a hot, big cock inside me." They both laughed and he kissed her, pressing his tongue inside her mouth. She sucked it inside her, tasting the bitter ale that he always drank. How ironic that his cum actually tasted sort of on the sweet side. It was usually the other way around with guys. He grabbed onto her shoulders, pumping into her harder than ever as he came inside her. His monster cock spewed almost endlessly. She felt it release inside her like a hose letting loose. They lay on the floor touching each other as his cock softened, kissing and caressing like long time lovers. He whistled as he saw the welts on her neck and tits from his bites. "Your boyfriend's gonna think you got attacked," he said. "My 'boyfriend' is just a friend and he knows where I am, besides how did you know I was with someone?" "Ah, Exine, you are always 'with' someone, but I have you now and that's all that counts...right?" She nodded agreement. Rob was definitely, hands down, her best lover. They didn't get together often, but when they "came together" it was more than worth it! He made sure that she was staying for the show and invited her to stay the night at the hotel. She said she'd let him know after the show. She didn't tell Rob, but she'd have to talk to Derek first. She dressed and let him get ready for the show and went to find Derek. He was sucking face with the groupie that was previously in Rob's room. She looked super pissed when she saw Exine walk up. "Hey, Derek, I have to talk to you a sec." The girl threw down a beer bottle and screamed,"Do you get off on this or what?" An attendant came over to clean up the broken glass as Exine ignored her completely. "Derek, would you mind if I didn't come home tonight? Rob asked me to stay with him and I haven't seen him in so damn long." Derek laughed and said that he was going to ask the same. Seemed that he was going to score with the groupie, but he had to calm her down. He assured her that he'd take her car to her place without a scratch and take his own car to go out partying. She trusted him. She let Derek watch the show with his girlfriend for the night and watched with one of the stage crew offstage. He oozed sexuality on stage and even as girls threw their underwear on stage and he even kissed a few of the teenagers, she knew that she and he had a bond that none of the trivial shit could penetrate. The loud music thundered in her head like an aphrodisiac, their songs always did that for her. Her cunt ached from their workout but she still wanted more later on. He was always wilder and uncaged after a show and she knew tonight would be no different. He bid the audience farewell and the band ran offstage. He grabbed her almost cruelly and kissed her, her lips smashed against his. His hand pulled hers to his hard cock under his leather pants. She stroked it before he pulled away to run back onstage for the encores. Yes, tonight was going to be very good. They finally came offstage for good and he grabbed her hand practically dragging her along the corridors as security got them to the limos before groupies and the media (MTV, and the various rock magazines) could interrupt them on the way to the hotel. She forgot the craziness and her adrenaline pumped madly through her body. They laughed uncontrollably in the limo and he pulled a bottle of champagne out of the small bar. He popped the cork and chugged half the bottle. "Good, fucking show," he said in his proper British accent and handed her the bottle and she took a few gulps. He put his arm around her and kissed her surprisingly gently on her lips and put the bottle on the floor as he kissed her. They reclined on the seat and the bottle fell over, bubbling over the floor but they didn't see it, engaged in a long kiss. She could feel his hardening cock against her leg asking for more attention, but he was intent on waiting for that until they got to the hotel. He explained that he was quite sweaty from the show and lights and that his leather pants were sticking to him and if he unzipped them now they'd be almost impossible to get back on inside the car. The driver seemed visibly relieved to hear that. The limos pulled up to the front and band members and wives and girlfriends walked properly into the hotel. A few people looked on in shock in the lobby as the sweaty bunch walked calmly over to the elevators very civilized. Rob had only his leather pants and boots on, he had lost his shirt somewhere on stage, so the sight of him disturbed a couple old ladies in the lobby. Exine stroked his chest in the elevator, kissing his neck and whispering,"I want you," in his ear. They cuddled like high school kids. He had a luxury room with a stocked bar and pulled out another bottle of bubbly. He circled his arm around her waist and pulled her down on the bed. "Take off your clothes so I can fuck your brains out, woman," he said. She quickly undressed and laid next to him. He had peeled off his own clothes and was drinking out of the bottle. Without warning he poured the cold champagne down the length of her body. Her nipples tightened up quickly and he emptied the bottle on her pussy. He started at her tits, licking and sucking the liquid off her. He made his way in no time to her snatch to taste the champagne mixing with her own liquids. He slid the neck of the bottle up her cunt as he nuzzled his tongue against her clit. She grabbed at the wet bedspread and spread her legs wider. He got up and knelt between her legs, stroking his already hard cock to its full length, it being a bit less responsive with the liquor in him. He had no trouble sliding it all the way in as he held her ass. Immediately he started a furious pace, her heels locked around each other behind him. Her head knocked mercilessly against the headboard of the bed but she didn't even feel it as his cock pounded inside her. His sweaty body slammed into her sticky champagne coated body, the sheets were soaked sticking to Exine and popping off at the corners but she was oblivious to it all. All she felt was his huge cock and the sensations circling around it. With his vicious fast pumping and with his emotion up he came quickly and they jumped in the shower washing off each other. Her cunt was truly sore now, but it was a good hurt as she would say. It was a feeling that would last her for a good week and she would have to refuse Derek and a couple of would-be lovers but it was very much worth it. He ordered a maid at that late hour to come up and change the bed so they could sleep on the bed. He tipped her generously from inside the bathroom as he and Exine were still frolicking in the shower. He held out a $100 bill from the bathroom door when the maid announced that she was leaving. "Why THANK YOU kindly sir," she said and grabbed it before he changed his mind. They lay in the dry bed and talked like old friends until they both drifted off. She knew the next morning after breakfast that it'd be another year before she'd see him again, but they always wrote every couple of months and she'd see and have him again. A lot can be said for age and experience....Derek would learn that. "Through it all the memories cling and I can't sleep at night" Volume XI "Halloween Party" Exine looked out the window as she was getting dressed for the festivities of the evening. The trees were swaying heavily in the wind and it was getting ready to storm. A simply perfect night for a Halloween party. Of course, it wouldn't be so great for the kids who wanted to go grub candy off the neighborhood. But for the kids in the apartment building, it was still no problem. Even as she was getting dressed, the door bell had started to ring. She could hear Derek talking to the little kids as he handed out candy bars. He peeked his head into the bedroom and asked,"You almost ready to leave?" He whistled his approval at her costume. They were both going as Robin Hood and Maid Marian. Her loose fitting blouse laced down the front to her navel, showing her deep cleavage without shame. Her skirt was slit up the side to advertise her perfect thighs. "I don't think they had fishnet stockings then, Ex," he tried to explain. "So, maybe that's why they were so barbaric, they were frustrated," she shot back. He shrugged and pencilled in his fake thin moustache in the mirror with her eyeliner. She reached around from behind him and felt her way up his chest. He stopped for a second and pulled her hands down to his belt. Her fingers slowly unhooked it and loosened his pants. By this time, his cock had quickly inflated and was reaching up to her. She wrapped her fingers around it, feeling its delicious hardness under her palm. She stroked it, rubbing her hips against his ass. Under her skirt, she could feel her wetness oozing from her pussy lips. It had been at least a week since they'd made love. He was working a crazy schedule lately. He turned to her, pulling up her skirt and slid his cock between her thighs. The wetness of her snatch made it slide easily. But he was only teasing her right now. He went down on his knees and she sat on the edge of the bed, spreading her legs. His thumbs separated her lips to feast on the pink flesh inside. His lips were chapped from the weather, but she relished the roughness on her pussy. She could feel her hole pulsing, asking to be filled. He licked and sucked her stickiness, tasting the sweetness of the raspberry douche she used earlier. "Mmmm, who are you going to impress tonight?" he asked. "Wouldn't you like to watch," she asked. The thought actually aroused him. He dived his nose further into her legs and plunged his tongue into the folds of her pussy. Her frustrated pussy came around his tongue. She wanted a cock deep inside her. For some reason, he'd held out on her. Then he stood in front of her, over her, with his hand squeezing his cock. He pulled on it as she watched. He stroked roughly, as their eyes were locked in hypnotic trance. As she watched, her fingers fondled her wet clit. "Fuck me," she whispered lovingly and blew him a kiss. He watched her fingers as they played and squeezed her engorged clit. Her opened pussy was shining with her juices and her fingertips disappeared inside her and reappeared again. Her fingers slick with fluid pumped in and out of her hole, inviting him. He answered,"Later, I have a surprise tonight." Derek, with more than a little effort, maneuvered his cock inside his pants. His cock wanted her, but what he had in store would be so much better. He knew she hadn't been fucked for at least a week, so she would be ready for anything. He on the other hand, had been getting it on with the sweet girl in the renting office for the apartment complex. He worked as a groundskeeper and handyman. He was so handy, the receptionist had assured him. Undaunted by his refusal, Exine unlaced her blouse, letting her breasts open to the air. Her nipples were sharp as she ran her hand over her breast. She tweeked it as her other hands fingers probed inside her cunt, bringing on a quick and necessary orgasm. It wasn't the greatest, but it would be good for now. She got up and organized her clothes, smoothing the wrinkles in her skirt. She picked up a pair of leather slippers and put them on. Her blouse was still unlaced, letting her ample breasts move willingly against the fabric. "Want to lace up," he asked. "No," was her curt reply. He knew she was ripe for tonight. She had let a bit of her frustration give her a slight edge. They drove the ten minute ride in silence. Dead leaves blew up against the windshield from the approaching storm. In all honesty, Exine was starting to have her doubts about their relationship. Even the sex had weaned off lately. She mentally made a note to talk to him tomorrow. Maybe it'd be best if they didn't see each other for a while. She just wasn't ready to settle down. She wasn't stupid either. She had smelled cologne on him lately. They were very open about other people, but there had to be an honesty. Tomorrow, they'd break it off. Tonight there was to much to do. It was Halloween for Christ's sake. Time to have a ball...literally. The crowd that was throwing it was pretty wild. The couple that was having it had a huge house, lots of rooms, jacuzzi, you get the picture. Several times she looked over at Derek while he drove and noticed that he possibly wanted to say something. No, nothing heavy tonight she thought. But she could see that, yes, it was coming to an end rapidly. They pulled into the driveway and the rains started pelting furiously. He stopped in front of the house so she could get out before he parked the car. He leaned over for a kiss, but she had already gotten out and was half way up the walk to the lighted doorway. Her skirt and hair flying effortlessly in the wind made her look hauntingly like the Druid she claimed to be an ancestor. She watched with little interest as he parked the car and knocked on the door. The music was loud inside and she debated whether or not to knock again. The door was opened by someone dressed as Dracula and she was greeted,"Good evening, dear lady," in a thick Romanian accent. He took her hand and in his regular voice he asked,"Where's your boy-toy, Ex." "Oh, he's parking the car, and PLEASE don't call him that, Carl. I don't think we'll be together for the next party, though. But don't go around announcing it like this weeks hamburger on sale, okay, hon," she said. Suddenly he looked concerned under his green makeup. He asked,"Is there anything I can do? Are you alright?" "I'm fine. Lighten up and get me a stiff drink. You knew dressing as a vampire would get me didn't you?" She smiled and touched the tip of his fang and licked her lips seductively. She followed him to the punch bowl, holding onto his arm. Several people recognized her and smiled. Her spirit was coming back into her. Maybe tonight would turn out fine after all. She heard the door open again and a squeaky voice exclaim,"Derek, honey, I was worried you didn't come. But then again, you did last night, huh?" She stopped drinking her high powered punch and turned around. Derek and Exine locked eyes as a short blonde with a bad perm was hugging Derek's waist and looking dreamily into his eyes. Carl whispered, "Do you want to get out of here?" Before she could answer, he led her into another room and closed the door. Exine finished her paper cup of koolaid and grain and crumpled it into a ball. "Carl, it's no big deal. I fucked around all the time. It's just that I was honest about it. I don't care. He's a fucking KID for God's sake. He's not even twenty-one. I've been looking for a reason to let him down easy....I guess I found it. Carl, are you listening to me?" His eyes were almost glazed over as he stared at her. "Ex, I'm listening. I can't believe you've been with him this long. Now, could some of us OVER twenty one get what you've been offering? You promised we'd get together a LONG time ago." "It was only a month ago." "That can be a very long time." He wrapped his cape around the both of them and whispered in her ear,"I'll show you a long hard time." She could feel his cock against her leg as he clung to her, and teasingly touched her neck with his plastic fangs. "Bite me," she croaked. "Bite me hard, Carl. He pressed the fangs cautiously into her neck. She writhed against him in genuine lust. Grabbing her ass, he pulled her closer, grinding his hard cock against her crotch. They were leaning against a dining room table. She raised her leg, leaning her knee against the table. He had already been working on her skirt and succeeded in unzipping it. She worked her legs out of it and found the black pants he was wearing were soft and had an elastic waist like jogging pants. So easily they crept down past his thighs. She felt the coarse hair on his legs taking in its masculine feel against her. She threw her head back as he nibbled on her neck, putting her in a lusty trance. Exine wrapped both her legs around his ass and reached down to guide his meaty cock into her wet pussy. Her legs grabbed him closer, ramming it deep without mercy. He gasped aloud as the maddening pace of her thrusts drove him into ecstasy. She licked her middle finger and quickly inserted it into his ass. Hit hot ass sucked it in, working her finger like a small tight cunt. His sweaty forehead leaned against her shoulder as he rammed her a few more times and came violently. As he came, she withdrew her finger. Startled, he almost screamed in his passion, holding her so tight she could hardly breathe while his withering cock pulsed its goo into her pussy. She could feel his heartbeat trying to jump out of his chest and placed her hand on it. "Carl, you sound like you're going to have a heart attack," she giggled. He plastered his lips on her mouth and kissed her deeply. "Woman, oh woman. What am I going to do with you? I've never cum that fast. Promise I'll make it up to you before the night is through. Remember, midnight is magic hour." He looked around for something to drink and saw her crumpled cup. "We need a drink. Grab your skirt." She slipped into it and they joined the party. An arm circled around her waist and whirled her to face another costume. "Ex, it's me, Larry." He was dressed as a gorilla in a very convincing costume. He led her to where everyone was dancing and whispered,"There's a game going on upstairs. Invitation only and you're on the guest list." "What kind of game." "Sort of like 'spin the bottle' only better. Only about six are going to be asked and so far nobody has said no. Three guys, three gals." "You included?" "Of course, I'm the ringleader. Rita's upstairs already. Oh, yeah, before you ask, Derek's not invited upstairs." She smiled back and danced closer to him. "I don't like what he's been doing to you. Are you aware who all he's been fucking? I mean it's one thing to get your rocks off but he's been hanging around--" She placed a finger over the monkey lips of his costume. "It's okay. No I don't know specifics, but do you REALLY think I'm THAT stupid? I'm in. I'll play. Who's the other chick?" Out of the corner of her eye she could see Derek dancing very closely to Miss Badperm. "Her name is Maggie. She's with Miles, who is also playing. It's a cool crowd. It's the crowd you USED to hang with before you started playing juvenile scout." He forced her into a dip and pulled her up slowly. He led her through the dining room, closed the door, and led her up the staircase. In a room to the right, the door was open and he motioned her into it. All of the others were already there and greeted her. It'd been so long since she had seen, or fucked any of them. All the furniture was moved to the outside walls, making it an "arena" of sorts. Rita was dressed as Little Orphan Annie and Maggie was dressed as a witch. In the corner a mummy waved to her and started unwrapping his head. It was Todd, an off and on again boyfriend of Rita's that she knew. Miles was the Grim Reaper and he crooked his finger to Exine. " 'Tis time for you to repent, little lady." She laughed and walked over. "So what's this game all about," she asked. Larry was taking off his gorilla costume, since it was so hot, and started the instructions. "Okay, it's sort of a dice game and Truth or Dare mixed together. I have some index cards here," he said, holding up a thick stack of cards. "On each of these cards is an act. Some are blatantly sexual and others COULD be made to be sexual. The first person will pick up a card and take one of the dice. They'll hand the other die to a person of their choice, male or female, same or opposite sex, it doesn't matter. They'll both roll their dice. Whoever gets the higher number will read the card and complete the act with the other person." "Why bother with the dice," asked Rita. "Good question, take for instance this first card. He held it up and cleared his throat. 'Suck on your partners fingers one by one.' The difference is that if YOU roll the higher number, YOU will be the one doing the sucking. If you rolled the lower number, you would be receiving the sucking. Any questions before we start?" Rita raised her hand. "When you say partner--" "The person you handed the die to is your partner." She raised her hand again. "How do we determine the order?" "Okay, we'll all sit in sort of a circle around the room and after you're done your dare, you sit back down in your spot. When you do your dare, leave the card in the spot of the person who drew it." Rita raised her hand yet again. "What the fuck now, Rita?" She cocked her head innocently and asked,"So if it's like truth or dare...where's the 'truth' part?" He looked at her as if she knew. "Rita, do you really think anyone here is in the mood for just answering a bunch of stupid questions...like the ones I'm answering from YOU?" He smirked. "Now let's get serious and strip down to underwear or lack of. Women can strip down to lingerie or less if they want." He arranged everyone in a large circle, where they started to strip and lay their costumes down. The only thing the females were wearing was stockings and garters. Miles wore his traditional skull and crossbones boxer shorts, while the other two were kneeling down totally stripped naked, cocks hard and waiting. Larry walked over to Rita and handed her a card,"Since you're so full of questions, we'll let you start first." She looked up at his hard cock. "That thing loaded, cowboy?" He ignored the question and handed her the card. "Read the card to yourself and pick your partner," he said in his authoritive tone. "I pick Todd," Rita announced. Todd moved to the center of the circle. Larry handed each of them a die. They knelt on the floor like kids playing marbles and rolled their dice. Todd rolled a five and Rita rolled a one. "Rita, read your card to Todd and place it on your spot." "Give your partner a full frontal body massage." She placed the card and the dice at her spot and laid on her back in the middle of the circle. Todd started at her temples and rubbed softly. He gently kneaded her shoulders as she moaned softly of the relaxtion flowing through her body. He moved to the side of her and laid down on his side, next to her, carefully taking her small perky breast in his hand. He gave it a playful squeeze. He rubbed the palm of his hand over her nipple. He watched as her soft pliant nipples went from the size of half dollars down to pointy knobs. She involuntarily spread her legs, wanting more. He moved his hand down her belly, its warmth leaving a trail along her skin. His fingertips brushed her pubic hair and then drove deeper into her bush, the callouses on his fingers finding her dampened lips. They rotated around her clitoris, picking up speed. He leaned over and tongued her belly button. "Ahhhh, God don't stop, babe," she moaned. His finger drove down deeper, skimmed the top of her hole and traced her asshole. She bucked her hips, trying to get penetration from his finger to no avail. He got up and placed himself between her legs and massaged her thighs. He bent down and swiped at her wet snatch with his tongue quickly and brought himself up again. His cock was twitching in want and Exine could see it was slightly wet from some pre cum oozing from the head, but the man had control. As Exine knelt there, she started fantasizing about that eight inch cock of Todd's sliding in her own pussy. He rubbed the soles of Rita's feet and stood up and returned to his spot ceremoniously. Rita hissed,"You fucking cocksucker, you tease." He only smiled back at her. "C'mon Rita, the night is young. Get back to your spot and hand the dice over to Miles." Todd was kneeling back on his heels next to Exine. She kept stealing a glance at his huge cock, hard with its bulging veins up the length of it. Miles took a card. "I choose Maggie," he announced and they rolled the dice. Exine wasn't listening to the dare they had to do, her eyes were locked on that gorgeous cock next to her. Todd winked at her and nodded at his cock, smiling a broad smile that could only encourage one thing. He wrapped his hand around his cock and pulled on it. A pearly drop oozed out of the head and slowly started to run down his cock. She couldn't stand it anymore. Exine leaned over and slurped up the drop. "Hey, Ex, wait your turn," Larry whined. Rita was already next to Larry and said,"Fuck your silly games, Larry, all we want to do is fuck anyway, so shut up and fuck me." "I love it when you talk trash, Rita," he retorted and pulled her close to him. Todd was running his fingers through Exine's long locks as she was letting his thick cock slither down her throat. Even his sweat tasted sweet. Her fingers gently squeezed his balls as her suction increased. His hips swayed slowly as her velvet tongue massaged his cock, making it even harder. He tapped her shoulder and she released his cock from its warm nesting spot. He laid on his back, holding his cock at the base. "Fuck my cock, honey," he said. As she crawled over him, she could feel the air touching her wet snatch, giving it a chilly kiss, exciting her. Her pussy hovered over the head of his cock, and then she very slowly slid down it like a fireman down a pole. She squatted over him, with his cock inside her. Talk about deep knee bends, she thought. Wow, if I could exercize like this everyday. Sumptious waves of pleasure started at her cunt and worked their way higher. She toyed with her nipples, as his cock plowed deep inside her. As wet as she was, she could feel the texture of his cock; the veins that wrapped around it, the slight roughness of his head compared to the slick shaft. She felt his hot load explode against her cervix as her hips bounced on him. As her fingers furiously played with her clit, bringing her to an intense orgasm she faintly remembered a "macho" voice yelling,"This is a bust." She muttered,"Yeah, this is your bust on drugs." She squeezed her tit. Then she was roughly yanked up by her armpits.... Volume XII "The First Christmas at Chateau Exine" Exine sat in the lobby of her hotel. HER hotel. A few years previous, her mother after fighting a long battle with cancer, went gracefully into the sleep called death. Much to Exine's surprise, the resort was left to her. She and her mother never had agreed on anything. After leaving home when she was eighteen, she didn't talk much with her jet-setting parents. So naturally, when she was called for the reading of the will, she imagined her mother putting in something witty and biting such as,"And to Exine, I leave the contents of my desk so that she may learn how to write letters." Her withered aunts and uncles faces had to be picked up from the table when it was announced that Exine was left the entire resort. Already, she was typing her resignation from Boston International Pharmaceuticals, Research and Development in her head. "Dear Mr. Patterson," she thought dreamily, "fucking you has been very special, but I must resign as your personal secretary. Granted, I've learned some very exquisite pleasures, but I must move on." Something brought her out of her daze. Everyone was staring at her. "Can we move on, Ms. D'Marillion, if you can come back down to earth?" The lawyer was a very staunch old man with no sense of humor. She laughed and had left the room. She was brought back to the reality of the lobby. Her lobby in her hotel. The fire crackled as the snow fell heavily outside. Beneficial to the skiers in Chateau Exine. She giggled. Relatives that had stock in the Royal Acres Hotel and Resort almost had a stroke when she changed the name. They can kiss my royal ass, she thought. At the first board meeting she had introduced some new members of the board. A friend of hers named Art was a playboy that she went to school with years ago. She brought him onto the board with a farce of a title and was slowly planning to get out the old and bring in the new. They had laughed at her. They said that the hotel wouldn't last when patronized by "bourgeoisie" or technically, non-royalty. She proved them wrong. Within the first week, the stock values had doubled, by the end of the first month the original value had tripled. In the resort industry, she was now neck-and-neck with Disney in stock value. As she gazed into the fire, she was having bizarre thoughts about visiting old Mickey Mouse himself. Her fingertips touched into a pyramid in front of her nose as her eyes were hypnotized. In back of her, she heard a small crash that jolted her back. From off the huge Christmas tree had fallen one of the many handblown glass ornaments. She walked over to the tree to assess the damage. It was demolished. Her mother's favorite ornament was now small pieces. The only thing that was saved was a tiny porcelain rose from the top of it. She picked it up and held it in her fingertips, studying it's curves. From behind her someone else was doing the same, studying her curves. The chains on his boots gave him away when he went to step forward. "Hi," she said in a sing-song manner without turning around. He leaned over her shoulder and asked if she needed anything. But before she could answer, the girl from the front desk was already bringing a dustpan and brush offering to clean it up. Exine stood up and straightened her back. She looked at him and propositioned,"Have a drink with me?" He nodded and followed her into the bar. The sight of him always brought whispers and shadowed glances. Already, the hotel's regulars had its own cliques and couples that got together. She watched as her eloquent friend Blackie was explaining taoism to the Professor. Even Blackie had stopped for a second when Exine entered the bar with her biker friend. The hotel had its own eccentric crowd but they had seen nothing like Seuss' raw class and sexuality. To old friends like Art, it was very confusing. He thought he knew her so well, but she had never mentioned anything like Seuss. Looking at this man did not exactly bring to mind anything about children's books. As they were sipping their drinks, his calloused hand was resting on her thigh and working its way up her tight dress. They were sitting at the corner of the bar which surveyed the rest of the room. Most couldn't see what he was doing at hip-level. His rough fingers had slowly crept up the inside of her inner thigh. She looked into his eyes and smirked, but didn't chide him for his behavior. So far, so good. His large fingertips brushed against her clean shaven pussy, just touching the wetness that was starting to ooze out. As her heartrate was increasing, she was trying to remain calm. She hadn't noticed on her last sip of her drink that she'd taken in her mouth the lime slice until she almost choked on it. Still he didn't stop. His fingers parted her lips and stroked her clit rhythmically feeling how wet and excited she was getting with his touch. Even through her dark dress he could see her nipples were tightening up, she wanted him. Before anything could go any farther she drew back and literally slid off the barstool. She took him to the back room of the lounge where there was a hot tub. Luckily, nobody was using it at the moment. She walked over to the side of it and pulled the dress up over her head. The elastic material clung to her body as she pulled it up and over. As he was undressing, he watched as her naked body slipped under the water and bubbles leaving only the very top of her cleavage to tease him. Her long hair fanned out on the top of the water like the mermaids of lore. His stiff cock stood out from his body as he stepped into the waters. He was barely under the water when she sat onto his lap, facing him. His cock found its way between her pussy lips and slithered into her. Her pussy sucked it into her as her hips rode him, making it easier to get his cock deeper inside her than any other man could. She kissed his cheek, feeling the scruff of his afternoon shadow digging into her lips, enjoying the sandpaper feel. She never heard the door open in the room, as her eyes were closed and she was enjoying the sensation of feeling everything happening to her. Every now and then Suess would buck his hips up, ramming his cock deeper inside her to hear her sigh in passion. Neither knew they were being watched by Blackie. Blackie stood in the corridor watching the erotic show before her. She slid a hand down the front of her jeans as she watched. Her hot bush was already dripping with cunt juice as she watched Exine's erect nipples bouncing as she was fucking him. Blackie swirled her middle finger around her clit in a maddening pace, letting it steal down to her feverish hole to feel the gush of warm fluid. Her cunt sucked at her fingertips like candy. She watched intently as he sucked on Exine's tits. She heard Exine's anxious moan as he bit on her nipples like they were ripe cherries bursting with summer juice onto his face. Her other hand cupped her small breast and pinched her own nipple as she watched the assault on Exine's breasts. She imagined it was hers that he was sucking on. The thought alone made her hotter than hell. The door was opening slowly, Blackie panicked and shoved her face at the opening. It was the Professor. She dragged him, with her finger pressed over her lips whispering to keep quiet. Her ebony fingers quickly unzipped him, letting his eveready cock fling out. She had to have a cock inside her as she watched Exine. She whispered,"Fuck me, white boy." It took the Professor quite off guard since she was so beautifully eloquent earlier. She slid her pants off, not waiting for him to remove his and pulled him close to her, into her. Her eyes glazed over from afar as she watched Exine, pretending it was her the biker was fucking. As Exine went into sexual frenzy with her orgasm so did Blackie, having to restrain her outcry. Almost immediately afterward Blackie and the Professor snuck out of the corridor and back into the bar. Blackie tried to resume the conversation she had started earlier about Tao but the Professor kept wanting to show her his room for more pleasures. Seuss bit Exine on the neck as she came again. Her snatch convulsed over his cock. Her body collapsed onto his in sexual release. Her eyes were tired, but it was a calm tired. It wasn't the harried worn out tired that she was experiencing lately. She smiled lazily and invited him up to her room for the night. He replied,"Wanting some more?" She shook her head and said,"No, I just want to feel your body next to mine all night long. Is that so wrong?" She gave him her innocent eyes. He gave in. They dried each other off and dressed. "You know, I'm surprised," he said, "Nobody even walked in. With this being one of the public parts, I was kind of leary of that." Exine looked at him almost unbelieving. "You didn't see," she asked. He shook his head. She continued,"Blackie was watching us and then she sort of crept back in a shadow but I'm sure she was getting laid as she watched us." "Get outta town," said Seuss. "If she was there, I would've heard her. I've got good ears." "Well then get a hearing aid because she was there. I saw her. I just didn't want to break the mood." They laughed over it. When they walked into the bar, it was miraculously empty. Even the bartender wasn't there. Exine was almost mad until she heard something in the lobby. Christmas carols. Of course, it was Christmas Eve. She walked into the lobby with Seuss and saw the guests had packed the lobby. The bartender had brought out the portable bar and was serving eggnog as everyone was singing carols. It brought tears to Exine's eyes. Everyone was smiling, happy, and singing. Nobody was exchanging sarcasms. They all had one thing in common...the magic of Christmas. She knew that next year was going to be a BLAST!!! Volume XIII "The Chocolate Pudding Excursion" Exine sat down to dinner in the gala dining room and entertained her guests most graciously. Her hotel was doing a booming business and she always had the large head table filled with important faces night after night. Tonight, however, she had to force a smile and feign delightful conversations. The guests were charming as usual, but she didn't feel up to it. A gentleman that was about ten years her senior sat across the table from her. He looked vaguely familiar...an actor or something she thought distractedly. His green eyes twinkled mercilessly when he winked at her. She was a sucker for it also. His silver hair was combed back and gathered at the back of his neck in a small ponytail and his matching suit outlined his hard body perfectly. He was sumptious. He sipped at his coffee, not taking his eyes from her and before he placed the cup back down said,"So mademoiselle, your establishment is quite the resort it's billed to be." She smiled in return to the compliment. He leaned over the table and whispered,"Could I bother you for a word in private?" She looked concerned and stood up in front of the long table and excused herself. The men stood in politeness until she left the table. She walked arm in arm with the older man to the lounge. It was dead beings it was dinner time. She ordered a couple of Irish coffees and waited for them to be served. "What did you need to talk to me about,"she asked. "I saw a woman being suffocated by the mundane and thought she needed a rescue. Tell me I'm wrong and I'll call you a liar." She looked at him for a minute, not knowing quite what to say to someone so confident. "I wouldn't say...mundane," she started carefully. "I've just been a little overwhelmed lately and I guess..." She looked up and broke out into a giggle. "I don't really have a true explanation." She sipped on her coffee and the warmth spread throughout her body, particularly her lower regions. On a whim, she asked him,"Would you like to take dessert in my room?" "I'd be delighted," he answered cordially. * * * * * * * * * * In the penthouse, she phoned the kitchen and talked in lower tones. As she walked into the room, he asked, "Secrets?" "It's a ...surprise," she said as she sat close to him on the crushed velvet love seat. He placed a finger on her lips, hushing her. "Milady, it's considered impolite to talk when a man is trying to kiss you." Her eyebrows rose slightly in surprise and his lips meshed with hers in a powerful kiss. His short beard was soft and brushed lightly against her cheek. She couldn't help but ask herself the silent question of how it would feel against her thighs. Her body melted against him, conforming to his, as he pulled her closer. His strong hand was supporting under her thigh and was rising up toward her ass making a blazing trail where he he had touched. Her lips parted slightly as she gasped, her legs following suit to see if his fingers would take the hint. His hand traced over the top of her thigh and rolled her dress up to glance at her glistening pink snatch. His knuckle teased and rubbed against her raging hard clit that was almost dripping with her juices. She clawed at the buttons on his shirt, wanting to feel his skin against her. But the damned CLOTHES were getting in the way. He carefully took off his jacket and shirt as she jumped up and peeled off her dress. His control was challenged as he looked down at her naked body flushed with the passion that was making her feverish. Her full round breasts were topped with soft pink nipples like whipped cream on a dessert. So this is what she meant, he thought. A knock at the door interrupted his thoughts and she jumped up excitedly to answer it. He watched her ass as she walked to the door without shame in her nakedness. She wheeled a cart into the room and shut the door. "What the--" he exclaimed. "C'mon," she teased. "I invited you up here for dessert." He looked at the tray. There was a piece of thin plastic sheeting and a large bucket containing about two gallons of chocolate pudding. On Exine's face was a large grin that couldn't be contained on her young face. She tossed the sheeting on the floor like a picnic blanket and brought the bucket down to the center. She tossed her shoes over to the bed and crooked her finger to him to invite him onto the sheet. He was jumping out of the remainder of his clothes, not wanting to take his eyes off her as she started her "show". Both her hands were thrust into the bucket and brought up big gobs of the pudding. One hand smeared her white creamy breasts, painting them chocolate brown as her other hand was darkening her smooth shaven cunt. She spread herself on the plastic and spread her legs, knowing she had his attention. Her fingers reached for more of the cool pudding and spread it over her already slick pussy lips. She let a few fingers drift in between her labia and let them disappear inside her. Her hips bucked up slightly, taking in her own pleasures in front of his eyes. She let her hands run over her body, over her hips and up to her ample breasts whose nipples were starting to get hard. She took a fingerful of pudding from her pussy and smeared it on a nipple. She brought her nipple up to her own mouth and let her pink tongue lick it off in cat like stabs. "Mmmmmm, you'd like this. It's a regular menage a trois of flavors...chocolate...my sweet pussy....and my creamy tit. Wanna try?" she leered at him. She didn't have to ask twice. He was practically on top of her, his cockhead dipping into the pudding spread cunt, but not penetrating while his hand was dipping into the bucket and he smacked some on her breast. His hungry mouth ravaged her nipple as he sucked and slurped up the pudding. Her nipple was recklessly sucked into his mouth and he accidentally bit a few times, but it only added to her lust. As he was busy feeding off her bosom she had reached down and was manipulating her clit with his engorged cock, letting the strong muscle rub up between her labia, against her clit. Her hips ground against him, she was panting. She steered his hard thick cock into her waiting, oozing pussy. She didn't know what was making her wetter, the pudding or her natural lubricant. He was thicker than she had anticipated and she had to spread her thighs wide to receive him slowly in her. He wasn't overly long, but the thickness was dazzling to her. She let her pussy take inch by precious inch, letting it work over his cock like her mouth during a blowjob. Her cunt squeezed and stroked its way down his hardness until she could feel his pubic hair teasing her exposed clit. She rubbed it against him harder, enjoying the feeling of the hanging "pre-orgasm" feeling. She didn't know what it would take to push her over the edge. She found out. He regained control and reached under her ass and squeezed her cheeks. He let a pudding topped finger slide into her ass as he cock kissed her womb. Her hips bucked, driving him deeper, which rubbed her clit harder which pushed her over the edge of a thundering orgasm. As her cunt squeezed him like a vice with her cumming, he grabbed the base of his cock, not wanting to cum just yet. He pulled out and lowered his face to her pudding sweetened snatch. Her pussy was still sensitive as he kissed her clit. Her fingers mingled in his hair, pulling his mouth as close as she could. He traced a circle around her clit with his tongue over and over. He lowered until his agile tongue traced the opening of her cunt. It was still spasming in orgasm as he sucked her chocolate juices from her hole. He let his tongue go in as far as it could, almost fucking her with it. He gave more attention to her clit and let his fingers travel to her wet hole. He let a few fingers pump in and out of her as he sucked on her huge clit. Her hips were pushing further against him involuntarily. She was bringing herself to another orgasm. Before that could happen, he jumped up and rammed his fat cock into her. She cried out with her orgasm lustily, her cunt sucking him deep inside her as her hips slammed against him. Her fingers rubbed her clit frantically to enhance her orgasm as he fucked her violently, his cock spewing its thick milk deep inside her. Every exhale of hers of an audible groan, as she came. They both collapsed very slowly onto the sheeting. She thought she would pass out, but the feeling was really lovely. Exine could feel the mixture of his cum, her cum and the pudding oozing out of her and sliding down between her asscheeks. She looked at her debonair gentleman next to her and saw a grownup version of a little kid that had a pudding frenzy and giggled. He looked very undebonair. 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