Message-ID: <17130eli$9811110530@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: "Susan" Subject: SUSAN: THE ESSENTIAL COLLECTION (remixes and outtakes) by SUSAN Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d 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: <72aa1j$1lr@news3.force9.net> SUSAN: THE ESSENTIAL COLLECTION This is the album of my stories to date. It features all my posts plus an ‘out take’ that I felt at the time as being unworthy of being posted. However I’ve included it here for completeness. This owes a great deal to Margaret who has spelled checked all of the items here. Also thanks are due to Mr T who sent me a highly informative and interesting document on how to write stories. I wrote these stories; you can copy them and pass them around. Please don’t make money out of them. That would be stealing from me. I’d take that personal MY UNCLE AND I My name is Susan and I’m now eighteen. I have long blonde hair and a very slim figure. I’m 5’6" tall. This is my first posting and so bear with me if you don’t like it. It’s based on what happened two years ago. If this posting proves successful I may do more. It was summer two years ago. I had just turned 16. I had by then some sexual experiences, but nothing really memorable. I was visiting my Uncle’s home. Earlier I had been playing tennis on his own court and then I had showered before putting on fresh white bra and panties, a wrap around skirt and white blouse. My Mother and Father had gone to the town for the day, and I was alone with Uncle. His wife had died a few years before. I entered the lounge and found him sitting there, reading a book. He looked up and started to speak to me. We chatted about all kinds of things for about an hour. For a while I was sitting on the floor but then got up to stretch a bit. I remembered he looked at me like he was sad. "What’s the matter?" I asked. "You look so young and beautiful," he said smiling,. I didn’t feel worried about that. He’s ever so sweet. I just laughed,…."No," I told him, "I don’t think so." He told me he thought I was a fine young lady, and that had he been years younger he wouldn’t have wanted me around in such a sexy outfit. I blushed. I hardly considered that what I was wearing was sexy, but I suppose it was. The skirt had a slit in the front and my brown legs could be seen when I walked. I looked at him and became aware that I was starting to feel a little sexy. "You’re not so old," I told him. (He’s about 55). He laughed this time, "Not in my mind at least!" I walked over to him, not certain of what I would do. I found myself asking, "So why am I sexy?" He stared at me, like he didn’t believe what I had said. "Well you are. Your figure, your long hair,…it’s all so beautiful." Suddenly I surprised myself, "Don’t you think my breasts are too small?" He looked shocked, then said, "No, …no I don’t. They appear to be lovely." I turned sideways and jutted my chest out, turned my head and smiled at him. "Really?" "I think we had better talk about something else." Was all he said. But it was too late now. Before I realised it I was feeling really sexy and now I couldn’t stop. He seemed so sweet and suddenly I knew that something was about to happen. "And when I’m in my bikini, does that look good?" I asked. He smiled sadly, "Yes," but said almost as a whisper. My hand wandered up to my blouse and slowly undid a button,…"What are you doing?" he asked. "It’s all right, I’ve got bra and panties on, it’s the same as a bikini." He told me to stop, but I couldn’t. I undid the three buttons so my blouse fell open, the sides covering my breasts still. He just stared. Then I untied my skirt and let it fall to the floor. There I was, standing before him in bra and panties. The silence was deafening. Then he said, "Are you playing a game with me?" I shook my head, "No." There was another long silence before I sat down on his leg. At first he froze but then one hand curled around my waist. My hand went to his shirt, resting on his chest. I then took his other hand and held it to my left breast. At first his fingers didn’t move but then then cupped my bra to me, I could feel him squeezing my breast gently. I knew then what was going to happen. I slid off his knee and kneeled between his legs. My hands went to his trousers and started to feel and rub his crotch. His cock seemed to grow quite quickly. "I don’t think we should do this?" he said, "It’s wrong." "OK", I told him, "We’ll decide that later, in the meantime, just sit back. This one is on me." I tugged his zip down and felt inside his trousers. His cock was hard in his pants. I fished it out. The hair around it was a little grey, but it seemed to be a nice size and thick as well. I squeezed it several times. The top of the head was wet already. I couldn’t resist, and leaned closer. My lips finally made contact with the warm soft head. At first I moved them around it a little,….he moaned. Then I opened them and stuck my tongue out to lick around the bloated head. "Oh my God" I heard him say. His hands started to touch my face and then slide down under me to cup my breasts. One hand slid around my back and gently undid my bra. It hung there off my shoulders while his hands touched and caressed my breasts. My mouth was now over his cock head, lips moving back and forth over the rim of his head. I had done this before with boyfriends, but had never enjoyed it so much. I teased the head of his cock in my mouth for a while and then started to bop my head up and down. He squeezed my breasts some more, moaning and moving his hips a little. I heard him tell me that he didn’t want to disappoint me but he wouldn’t last long. Keeping his cock in my mouth I raised my eyes to look at him, he smiled. I then started ramming my mouth up and down on his cock really hard. I could feel him tense up and his hips started to thrust up to meet my mouth. I knew that any second he would come. I wasn’t sure what to do. I had never taken it in the mouth before. But I didn’t get too much time to think about. Suddenly I felt a spurt of cum spill out the end. I didn’t swallow, instead just tried to keep it there as another spurt shot out and flooded my mouth. I opened my lips and some of it ran out. He spurted again with a loud moan. I could taste his cum everywhere in my mouth. I opened my lips some more and it trickled out around his cock which was now already starting to grow small again. When most of it had run out of my mouth I closed my lips and started sucking at the head as he moaned and moved around. I was so hungry to make him feel good. After a minute or so I let his soft cock pop out of my mouth. I looked up at him. Cum was still around my lips, smeared there, with a long string of it dripping down from my chin and all around his trousers and cock. "Jesus" was all he said. "I think we had better clean up, " I told him, and headed for the bathroom. Well after I came back from the bathroom it was like nothing had happened. No one mentioned it. I was uncertain of why I had done it, and I think he was too. I left that afternoon, sexually very fired up, but not sure if it had been a good idea or not. The next couple of meetings were the same, nothing happened, and nothing was said. Finally after two weeks he mentioned the subject. He was worried, was I upset or not? I told him no, and that it could happen again if he wanted but he would have to let me make the moves. He seemed relieved that it was all out in the open. By then I knew I felt the same, and that I also did want to do something again. I left that afternoon very pleased with how it had turned out. A week later I went back there. He seemed pleased to see me. I was wearing a white T-shirt and white skirt. The skirt came up to just above my knees. I sat on the settee, looking at the large low wooden coffee table. It was very smooth and made of wood. I suddenly knew what I wanted to do. Getting up I walked around the table and stood in front of him. I then turned around to face the table and kneeled down. "This table is so smooth," I said, more at the table than him. I heard him mutter "Yes, it is." He was wondering what was going to happen. Placing my hands on the table I began to caress the warm smooth surface, moaning to myself. Then suddenly I wrapped my arms around myself, taking the T-shirt in both hands and simply pulled it off and then laid my tummy and breasts on to the table top. "Mmh that feels so nice," I moaned. I think he was shocked, he just sat there behind me, maybe uncertain of what his part in all this was. Then I heard him shift forward in the chair. "Can I touch?" he asked. "Yes" I said. I felt his fingers come into contact with the back of my legs and then slowly, very slowly move upwards to my skirt, they stopped for a moment then pushed along my leg upwards until they reached the line of my panties. I reached back and pulled the skirt over my back so he could see. By now I had something of a tan, and I knew the white panties showed that off well. Not that I suppose it really mattered to him. His fingers caressed my bottom for a couple of minutes, and then he started to move them between my legs, gently, very gently rubbing my panties. He asked if he could take them off, "If you like" I replied. His fingers went to my hips and tugged my panties down slowly over my bottom until they were around my knees. I was by now very turned on. The action of him pulling them down and exposing my bottom and pussy to his gaze really did it. I felt both his hands on my bottom, gently rubbing and caressing it. Then he kneeled over me to kiss my bare back and move his head to my neck, gently nibbling at my ears and neck. "Can I?" He asked, I nodded, not trusting myself to speak anymore. I felt him pull away and then heard his trousers being unbuttoned and pulled down. Suddenly I felt something hard yet soft touching my pussy, gently moving back and forth, up and down along it. One hand slipped under my tummy and moved up to cup one of my breasts, the other gently stroked my bottom. He pushed forward slightly and his cock moved a little way into me. I moaned loudly, eyes shut and head flat against the table. He started to move his cock in and out of me, but just the head, going back and forth,…it felt so good. I gripped the table. Then he started to push it all the way in, playing with his strokes, some long, all the way in, nearly all the way out, some short, little stabs. All the time his hand was cupping my breasts, squeezing the nipple between his fingers. I just lay there giving myself over to the pleasure of it all. He started to moan. "Don’t come inside me," I called out. He said ‘OK’, and carried on thrusting,….I could feel his balls hitting me, slapping against me. His cock felt so good thrusting in and out of my pussy. Suddenly his hand gripped my breast really hard and he pulled out of my pussy. I could hear him rubbing it hard with his other hand and then suddenly felt a string of it land along my back, all wet, warm and sticky,….some more drops landed on my bottom and hips. He moaned slowly and fell back onto his feet. I turned and looked at him, his cock laying there on his lap and legs, getting smaller. "Bathroom time again." I told him, getting up and leaving the room. >From that point on things carried on much the same as before. What happened wasn’t mentioned. My Uncle just waited until I showed an interest, which, I must confess was happening more and more. Sometimes I would just flirt, other times, I’d show him some of my body. But it wasn’t until five weeks later that anything sexual between us happened again. It was a Monday evening. I had taken my homework to his house and was laying on the floor writing. I had a short skirt on, with a blouse, and ankle socks. He came into the room and asked how it was going. I told him it was OK, but boring. "You have to do your homework, boring or not." He said as he sat on the settee opposite me. I smiled, "And if I don’t?" He said I’d be punished at school. He then started to say how when he was young if he was naughty he would be smacked by a teacher, sometimes with the teacher’s hand, and at other times with a blackboard ruler. ….Yes you’ve guessed it, I had an idea!!! I got up and wandered over to him, "That’s never happened to me, they aren’t allowed to do that." I said standing there, smiling. I watched his eyes look me up and down, "Well you never know young lady, times change." I lowed my head keeping my eyes fixed on his, "Oh yeah?" "You want to play?" I nodded very slowly, "mmmmh." His face changed, "OK, for not doing your homework, bend over my knee!" I couldn’t hardly wait. I just kneeled down beside him and then draped myself over his lap, face down. I felt one of his hands steady my hips, while the other pulled my skirt up around my waist. "I think a bare bottom smack is in order," he told me. Then fixing his hands into the waistbands of my panties he tugged them down over my bottom and past my legs,….I just moaned softly,….homework had never been so good! Smack! His hand smacked my bare bottom gently, it must have been a sight, the tanned skin ripping under the blow. He asked if that had hurt and I said ‘no’. He smacked me again, and then a third time. I wiggled my hips on his lap. Then he began to trace his fingers across my bottom slowly, gently, teasing me and turning me on more and more. I raised my bottom up slightly and Smack, came down his hand again before some more little caresses. By now I could feel his cock against my tummy. I moaned some more as he smacked and caressed me. "Get off my lap," he told me. I did and stood in front of him. He unbuttoned my blouse and then slid it off my shoulders. Putting one hand around my waist he drew me down to sit on his knee. His right hand around my waist, and his left hand caressing my bra covered titties, he then started to nibble at my shoulders and throat. I had one hand between my legs, fingering my self, the other around his neck. I felt his lips brush the tops of my titties and then his lips pushed my bra down just so that my nipple was uncovered. His tongue licked and jabbed at it. By now my head was lolled back, and eyes closed,….he was so soft and gentle, so different to the young boys I had gone out with. This was sex. His hand rounded my back and undid my bra. Then he took hold of my waist and dragged me over his lap so I was straddling him, facing him. Bunching my little breasts up between his hands he buried his face in them, kissing and licking, sucking and biting gently,….I just wrapped my hands around his head,….grinding my hips against his lap. He pulled away, "You’ve done things to me." He said smiling. "Do you want me to take it away?" I asked. He nodded, "Yes, I can’t hold out for long, I know I should, but this is just something else." I hopped off his lap and kneeled between his legs. I told him to unzip himself and pull his cock out,…he did. I then told him to hold it pointing at my face and keep it steady. Moving my face to it I let my lips touch the sticky head, then moved them all around it, not really kissing it, just brushing it with my lips. He moaned as he watched. Then I stuck my tongue out and started to flick at the head and underside. He liked that a whole lot more. "Please, suck it," he said eventually. I smiled, "OK." Then suddenly without warning I opened my mouth and just rammed my mouth straight down over the head and shaft, taking as much of it as I could in. It almost choked me but it was worth it for the effect it had on him. He just sat bolt upright, "Jesus!!" I then, before he had time to recover, started ramming my head back and forth almost letting it slip out of my mouth with each upward stroke. I just pumped on it like some crazed machine, no gentle sucks, no teasing licks, just a out of control suction machine. He had let go with his hand now and it was just his cock and my mouth. His moans got louder, almost shouting, "Susan, I’m going to come!" Maybe that was meant as a warning or maybe not, I didn’t care. Up and down, up and down, and then suddenly, spurt, a wad of it suddenly in my mouth. I let my lips open a little as I carried on pumping up and down, suddenly another spurt of it filled my mouth, this too soon was running down his cock and my lips. He followed this with two more before I could feel it starting to grow smaller. I pulled my cream covered mouth away. Around his trousers and cock was sticky gooey white cum, It was hanging and dripping off my lips and around my chin. There was more in my mouth. I opened my mouth wide and he just stared, it must have been a sight seeing cum swirling around my teeth and tongue. Then I grabbed a tissue and let it drip out before going to the bathroom, by now a time honoured tradition. I didn’t have to do my homework that night, he did it. I played with my self until 3am that morning once I had got home. I carried on seeing my Uncle through the summer. By now we had made love twice and I had given him three blow jobs. I was spending a couple of evenings there a week, not for sex, but because he never put any pressure on me. I was free as a bird in his house, and I loved it. But seeing him was at the expense of my friend Jenny, who I had known since I was 8. She started to guess what was going on. She had seen my Uncle once or twice and had thought him dishy Finally I confessed all to her. I suppose that made any half thought out fantasies she had more possible. She joked about sharing him one evening, but I knew she wasn’t really joking. Finally one evening I said to her ‘OK,’ lets share him tomorrow. She seemed taken aback. At first refusing. But I gave her some details about the previous encounters, and finally she half agreed, or at least said she’d come to his house the next evening with me. I went home that night excited as hell. I had no idea what would happen, or even if anything would. That next night we met at her house. Jenny is thin like me, with small breasts, (I had seen them in the showers at school). She had black hair, short, and a big grin. She was wearing a long white skirt with a buttoned up blouse. She smiled and asked me if I thought ‘this would do?’ She lifted her skirt and underneath she had stockings and suspenders with white little panties. I bit my lip, "Yes, I think so." I told her. I was dressed differently, short black skirt, black panties, grey t shirt and black bra. We set off to his house, a few minutes away. He was expecting me but not Jenny. "Would you mind if she came in?" I asked, adding, "She had a fight with her Mother." He smiled and walked off to the kitchen to put the kettle on for us. Jenny giggled but I shut her up. We went into the lounge and stood by the fireplace, waiting for him to come in. He returned a few minutes later and we chatted and drink coffee. I turned the subject to sexy clothing. At 55 I guess he had a lot of experience at that, he certainly told us about some items he had seen on women over the years. Eventually he left the room to get another coffee. I looked at Jenny, "Now or never." By the time he came back we were ready. "What do you think is sexy, this outfit, or mine?" At that we both raised our skirts. He just stood there, wide eyed, looking at our legs and panties. Finally he smiled, "Well they both have their good points." He told us, and then went on to explain in more detail. I smiled, letting my skirt fall, Jenny did the same. He said that a long skirt like Jenny’s was good for slipping your hand up. Jenny asked, "How?…Show me." Uncle walked over to her and stood beside her. He smiled and then kneeled down and slowly slid his hand under her skirt. She closed her eyes when he touched the side of her leg. I could see his hand raising up along the outside of her leg, lifting the dress up as he went. Finally he got to her hips and then briefly moved his hand to the front before taking it away. "And the best points of mine?" I asked. He walked over to me and said, "Instant access." Jenny giggled. He learned me forward slightly and then simply lifted the skirt over my hips, showing my panty clad bottom to him and Jenny. His hand lightly traced the line of my panties around my bottom before he stopped. I straightened and saw that Jenny was unbuttoning her blouse. She slipped it off her shoulders and then unzipped the skirt, then stepped out of that. I followed suit so that we were both standing in our underwear. He stood between us, his hand wandered first to my hips, squeezing it slightly, then to Jenny’s. When he did she turned slightly towards him. This time he brushed the back of his hand against the front of her panties some more. Up and down, slowly. With that I slid to the floor on to my knees and began rubbing the front of his trousers. He sort of put one hand around her waist and twisted his head to kiss her on the mouth. She responded by opening wide and giving him almost a blow job on his tongue. I hadn’t seen this side of her, she was wilder then me. I kept both my hands rubbing up and down on the front of his trousers, feeling his cock standing up straight in them. Finally I tugged at the zipper and fished it out. Holding it almost pointing downwards I started to wrap my lips around the side of the head, giving it little kisses and gentle licks. He moaned. I saw his hand had now moved around her shoulders and was caressing her breast through her bra, the other hand worked it way a little down her panties. I continued kissing and licking at his cock, holding it tightly with my hand. I poked my tongue into the eye and then licked around the head, with the skin there, and then peeled it back and did the same. He jerked a little at that. I then clenched my teeth along the shaft from the side, lashing at it with my tongue. Then I drew back and pushed my lips over the head onto the shaft. I could feel the head of his cock poking against my cheek as I simply held it in place in my mouth as I started to wank him. I looked up and saw his hand inside her bra, they were still kissing. Finally she pulled away from him and then knelt by me. She started to lick at the tops of his legs while her hands stroked them and circled around his hips and front. I took his cock out and offered it to her. Surprisingly she didn’t want to suck but did stick her tongue out for a few little licks at the head and shaft. Uncle pulled away and lifted my to my feet. He spun me around and undid my bra and pulled my panties off. Then taking me in his arms he kissed me on the mouth, one hand pressed against my breast, the other holding on to my bottom. Jenny licked the side of his hips then stood up. She started to kiss his cheek and we kissed for a few seconds, all three of us. He then turned to Jenny and pulled one cup down exposing her small nipple, then quickly sucked that into his mouth. She lolled her head back. I meanwhile had a handful of his cock and rubbed it against her hips. We broke apart and now Jenny removed the rest of her clothes apart from her stockings and suspended belt. I sat on the settee facing Uncle who knelt between my legs and started to rub his cock against my pussy. Then suddenly without warning he rammed it straight in, God I was in heaven! With his hands clasping my breasts he rammed back and forth like some animal. "This will teach you to surprise me." He joked. Jenny learned forward and twisted around to lick and suck his nipple and then kiss him wildly. He took one hand away from me and instead grabbed a handful of her bottom as he continued to fuck me hard. Suddenly he stopped and twisting Jenny around on to all fours pushed against her. I didn’t know if she had wanted that to happen or not, but she went along with it. Now he was thrusting into her doggy style. I crawled under her and then, and this was a first, reared my head up to gently suck at one of her nipple, swinging back and forth as Uncle thrust away at her. He had one hand under her, mauling her breast, the other holding her hips. It was unreal. I could see his balls slapping the tops of her legs as he thrust away. Jenny came then, it started with some moans and then shouts. I was shocked, (I’m quiet myself). Finally she could bear it no more and just fell forward on to me, but away from him. She rolled off of me onto her back, eyes closed and panting. I told Uncle to stand up and wank himself into my mouth. I just sat there before him, mouth open, his cock a few inches away as his hand pumped up and down on it. His head was right back now, and I could see his tummy moving as he was pushing his cum through his cock. Suddenly it jumped and a straight string of it shot out, completely missing me and landing somewhere on the carpet,….I raised my head a little just in time to catch another wad, all thick and creamy, which caught me across the nose and cheek. His hand slowed and he held it tighter. A third spurt shot out and landed straight into my mouth, flowing over my tongue and lips, it tasted salty and thick. I wriggled my tongue around, swirling it around my mouth so he could see, (the bloody fool wasn’t even looking, he had his eyes closed!). Finally he shook it and another small wad jumped and landed on my chin. I reached up and wiped my face around the softening wet cum covered head, and then popped it into my mouth where I washed it with the third spurt that was still waiting in there. I played with the head as it grew small in my mouth, pushing it around with my tongue, licking at it and jabbing at it. Finally I let him pop out, it hung there, all shiny and wet, all small. I pushed the cum out of my mouth and it dripped down over my chin and on to my breasts and lap. "Oh God!" Uncle said, he had seen that at least. Jenny was siting there watching. Shaking her head as if she couldn’t believe either what I had done or else what had actually happened. Uncle fell back on to the settee, laughing and smiling to himself. I got up, cum still dripping and running down my body. "The bathroom is this way," I told Jenny, she followed me. Uncle was worried about what was going on, he was 51, (I had thought 55, luckily he mentioned it before I did!!!), and I was 16, nearly 17. He didn’t want to ruin my life and didn’t want me to fall for him. I understood all that and only liked him more because of it. I explained that I had two boyfriends before him but both were nerds, and that no, I wasn’t falling for him. Mostly I told him it was the freedom of trying things out in a safe house with someone safe and kind, who I knew wouldn’t mouth off about it later. So after Jenny’s visit, things carried on as before. Mostly nothing happened, sometimes it did. One night he told me, and it was the first time he had brought the subject up ever, was I planning anything for that evening with him. "Maybe," I answered. "Well this one is on me," he told me, "At my age you shouldn’t be teaching me, I should be you, so if you don’t mind. Shut that pretty litter mouth, sit down quietly and enjoy my efforts." I did as I was told. I sat opposite the TV, half watching some movie while he simply kneeled between my legs. Slowly and gently he placed his hands between my knees, slightly apart all ready, and then he traced his finger tips up along the inside of my legs, slowly circling upwards. That was nice. Very soft touches, sometimes not even that. They worked their way along the insides until he found my panties, warm, maybe a little moist. Then he brushed his fingers against the V in the middle, but never actually using any pressure. It was great. Then he pushed his head between my legs, I though, this is it, but no it wasn’t. Instead he did the same but with his tongue, tracing lines along the insides of my legs, making patterns with his tongue, and all the time, getting closer and closer to the middle. By now I was gripping the edges of the chair, and no longer watching either the TV or him, instead my head was right back against the top of the chair. He gently pushed my panties aside and then started to lick at my pussy, the top part first, opening it a little, pushing to the magic button which he played with until after a minute or so he left to ram his tongue into me. I put my legs over his shoulders and interlocked them, pushing him even closer. His tongue was like a demon, flitting around, licking and jabbing at me,….within minutes I was coming, the first time I had ever done that with a man. I love sex, but it’s never enough, I always finish later with my finger. After lots of moving around trying to keep still I lay back, shattered. He pulled away. "You were quick too," was all he said. I smiled weakly, amazed at what had happened. He sat beside me and leaned over, his hands cupping my breasts against my t shirt. He started to fondle them, squeezing at the nipples between his fingers, brushing them with the backs of his hands, squeezing them and caressing them. I smiled, pleased that I was being made a fuss of. He tugged my t shirt over my breasts and then started to kiss them, licking and pinching at the nipples, tracing his tongue along from one to the other,…sometimes rubbing his coarse chin against them lightly. Only my breasts seemed to exist for him now, it was like he was worshipping them. I loved every moment. He then got off the chair and kneeled between my legs, with one hand he slide under my bottom and pulled me down onto his lap so I was straddling him. He fixed his mouth on to my titties again, mauling them and ravishing them like a hungry animal. His hands were now both under my bottom, squeezing the cheeks hard, clenching and unclenching his hands on them. I slid my hand between us to feel his cock inside his trousers,…and yes it was rock hard. I tried to undo the zip but in that position it wasn’t possible, so I contented my self with just squeezing it as he sucked away at my breasts. Finally he said, "Can I come now?" I smiled, "How?" "Over your breasts and throat please." I slide off his lap and turned to lay down next to the settee. He sat over my tummy and undid his trousers, pulling out his cock. Straight away he started to wank it over my breasts. I cupped his balls with one hand and squeezed them gently. He took just a minute or so until he began to moan, I tensed, awaiting the moment. Spurt, the first one splashed over my little titties and throat,….spurt the second one, with more force hit the side of my face and ear, and ran into my hair. I squeezed at his balls and a third spurt landed on my chin and throat in a broken string. A fourth spurt barely made my breasts and the finally one just dripped out and hung from his cock, a gob attached to a string. I slide down between his legs, caught that on my lips and then pushed my head up and smeared my lips all round his cock head. That made him jerk. I lay back, cum running into pools between my throat and breasts, slowly trickling down my shoulders and side, the stuff on my face running into my blonde hair. Some warm cum on my lips which I finally wiped off with my hand. He smiled at me, "You look so good like that." "Mmmmhh, knew you’d say that." He stood up and I followed suit, then I got some tissues and wiped the cum off my body, then made my way to the bathroom. This time I had to wash my hair too. My Uncle and I Part 6 Susan After the night my Uncle pleasured me, as told in part 5, things changed a little. I became more aware that what I was doing was effecting someone else,…in many ways it made it more complex and served as a warning that maybe it was a fun time for me, but there was no way of knowing what it could do to him. Everything he said and did suggested he viewed it the same way as I, but nevertheless, it felt different. Maybe I was growning up and learning that every action does have a reaction, no matter how much I would like to avoid that. I spent the last days of summer playing tennis and going there in the evenings. We spoke a lot and offen had some wine. We would talk about people and how they act. I was nearly 17 and had so much to learn. By now there was no subject we couldn't’t touch on except his dead wife. I had no wish to change that. We respected each other and I felt the same sense of freedom. It was just the atmosphere that was a little different, or my understanding of it. But I still had a sense of the naughty,…still had fantasies I wanted to try out… And one of them involved the little hut at the edge of the tennis court at his home. We hadn’t started playing but had walked out there. I was wearing a short tennis skirt, (do you know of a long one?), and he was wearing shorts. He went in there to get the stuff we needed to play and I followed him. It was untidy, (unusual for him), with lots of old bits and pieces, and straight away I felt dirty and very horny. He was bending over trying to get at something or other behind a box. His attention wasn’t on me. I dropped my skirt and whipped off my t shirt leaving me in panties and white ankle socks. He found what he was looking for, turned and immediately forgot it again. "Bloodly Hell!" was all he said. I smiled, "Now!" And just jumped at him. His arms came up around me, holding my back in surprise as I slide one hand down his shorts and kissed his face and mouth. He opened his lips and my tongue slid in. He regained presence of mind enough to cup my bottom in both hands as my tongue fondled his. My hand had hold of his limp cock and I started to rub the skin back and forth. After a kiss lasting a minute I broke from his mouth and slid down to my knees, dragging his shorts down to expose his pants and a now quickly stiffening cock which clearly showed through. There wasn’t time to play or build this up, I simply popped it out of his pants and stuffed it straight in to my warm wet mouth, sliding my lips down the semi soft shaft, tongue wrapping around the small head. I could feel it growing in my mouth while his hands just held the back of my head, more to steady himself then anything else. I used one hand on his balls, squeezing and holding them while my mouth slid up and down on his cock, like some engine, back and forth, lips bouncing over the rim of his cock head. My other hand got hold of the shaft when it had grown big enough and peeled the skin back to expose his cock head to my mouth and tongue like a walnut popping from it’s shell. He started to jerk his hips into my mouth, fucking my little mouth and I just stayed still for a moment letting him. Then I pulled away and stood up. I tugged my panties down and leaving them to fall around my legs, getting stuck at my knees, I turned and bent over a table there. He didn’t need any asking. I felt his hips push against my bottom and his cock slide straight in to my pussy. His hands held my waist and he started to slam his cock in and out of me. I lay there, hands gripping the other side of the table, my head raised up, almost screaming from the ripples and waves of pleasure. He moved one hand to pull on my long blonde hair, pulling my head back and then bent over me to lick and kiss my neck and the side of my face. I started to thrust my hips back at him, trying to match his strokes. His cock had never felt so powerful, so large. He then slid his legs sort of in between mine and inside of going in at a straight angle, started to thrust his cock more upwards, almost lifting me off the table. I was out of my mind, and by now actually screaming. This carried on for about a minute, his thrusts hard and fast, pushing me upwards each time. Suddenly he stepped back and roughtly spun me around so I ended up with my back on the table. He stood between my legs and once again his cock slide straight in. Leaning over me again he begun to maul and grab at my little breasts, bunching them up and squeezing them, hurting them a little but it was lovely. I tried as best as I could to thrust back at him, but it wasn’t so easy on my back on a table as it had been, but I didn’t mind him doing all the work. I guess that went on for a couple of minutes. We kissed wildly, me licking and wetting his face, our mouths wildly moving around each other’s. It was wild like animals and it was great. Suddenly he was telling me he was sorry to disappoint but he was going to come. I shouted at him to stand back and he did. I jumped or slide off the table and sat on the ground with his cock near my face. "Blast me with it!" I shouted, (I couldn’t believe I had said anything so silly afterwards, where were we in a star terk film?). But anyway it did just the same. He didn’t even have to rub it, just held it tight in his hand, I thought he was trying to stop it but suddenly it just spurted out, really thick and sticky, thicker than I had ever seen it, gobs of it landed over my titties and legs and face,…it wasn’t even aimed, it just flew everywhere. I opened my mouth but not much got there, it just sprayed out and started to fall very quickly rather then hitting my face. I felt splashes of the warm stuff landing all over my lower body. So I thrust my face forward in time to catch a load going the other way,….talk about stuff your mouth, his thick cock jammed in there with a thick wad of the stuff, I really thought I was going to be ill, but luckily saved the day by swollowing fast. Another load poured out and this filled my mouth and washed around my tongue and gums. He carried on fucking my mouth till it grew small and eventually buckled and slid out. I opened my mouth and let the cum out on to my hand then on impulse seamed it all over my face. I must have looked a strange sight but he seemed to enjoy it. He was panting like some little dog, but so was I. I then took his soft dick back in to my mouth and sucked it for a minute or so until he said he could stand it no more. Oh and yes, I headed for the bathroom. Things carried on has before. The summer was now over. On one or two occasions I went to my uncle’s house, his friend Michael was there, He was about 45, always looked smart, and usually wore a suit. He was divorced, and I thought he looked tasty, I didn’t know it but my uncle must have noticed this. One night he asked me straight out, did I fancy Michael. I laughed and said ‘no’, but I could tell he had guessed that I was hiding it. A week or so later we were talking and he told me that Michael had mentioned me, in a jokey way, something on the lines of "You lucky old bastard, having her wandering around so much." My uncle added that Michael knew nothing about us. I believed him. Then he suddenly said, "I’ll make you a deal, bring Jenny here one evening, and I’ll get Michael here,…it’s up to you." For a couple of days I thought about, a little scared, after all this was getting out of hand. But uncle hadn’t even let on to Michael that anything was happening between us, and he was worried how Michael would take the news, so I suppose I could let my mind run free, knowing it just wasn’t actually going to happen. I told Jenny on the Friday. She agreed to the idea straight away. But I still knew it wasn’t going to happen. The following Thursday I saw my Uncle again and he floored me with "Anytime you and Jenny want." I couldn’t believe it,…how had he told him, could he trust him, and yes, could we really do it, all four. I asked him loads of questions wanting to know every word that had been said. He told me he had in mind a game that he had heard of and had now bought. He had showed it to Michael for a joke and then suggested that he would get Jenny and I to play it with them. At first he had thought my uncle was joking, but after a while he realized he wasn’t. "He seemed very interested." Uncle said. After that it was just a question of arrangements. I checked with Jenny, yes she was up for it. He checked with Michael, who still couldn’t believe what was going to happen, but he was very keen. So after a couple of days an evening was planned for the following Friday. I still wasn’t told anything about the game, other than Jenny and I were supposed to wear sexy clothes, ‘stockings and suspenders under your dresses or blouses’. We agreed. Then came the day. Jenny wore a long dress, black and shiny, with stockings, suspender belt bra and panties, all in black. She also had put on a pair of long laced black boots. I had a blouse with a long skirt, under which I wore the same has her, but in white, (after all I was the innocent one!!!!!!). We got to the house at 7:30, somewhat nervous and wondering if anything would really happen. On going in we saw Michael there already. We said hello and introduced him to Jenny. There was a board game open on the table. It was a bit like Monopoly, and called something like ‘Lover’s Fantasies’. Straight away we could see it was naughty, there were various squares where if you landed you had to remove an item of clothing. We had some wine then Uncle suggested we begin. He said there would be a change to the rules, if someone had to remove an item of clothing, then someone of the opposite sex was to remove it for them. Jenny almost fell over herself agreeing to that. (She had already told me she had been dreaming of this night nearly all week!). Jenny and I sat at one side of the table, My Uncle and Michael at the other side. (You have to baar with me, I’m trying to remember as much of the game as possible, please don’t write in to say, "There isn’t a card that says that!" I’m doing my best.). It was my turn first, and I landed on a girl fantasy square which meant I had to take a card. It read something like I was a schoolgirl and had been caught doing naughty things, for that I was to have my bottom smacked. Michael lost his nerve, and Uncle said he’d do it. I knelt over his lap, and he lifted my skirt up so all could see my white panties covering my bottom, I felt so horny. He smacked me several times, just playfully. I could feel him getting hard under me. Then it was back to the game. Next was Michael’s turn, he had to remove an article of clothing. Jenny jumped up. For this turn it was a shoe, so she unlaced it slowly but I could see she was a little disappointed, It wasn’t so easy to be sexy taking a shoe off someone. Jenny’s turn saw her land on a apple, which meant she had to kiss someone. She walked over to Uncle and kissed the side of his neck I could see her tongue licking along it as she moved around a little. Uncle went next and landed on my square, so had to take a card. His was to fondle another player of his choice. He walked over to Jenny and lifted her to her feet, then turning her around to face us he started fondling her breasts through her dress. She moaned and squirmed around. It was really getting sexy. My turn saw me having to remove an item of my partner’s clothing. I repeated Jenny’s performance on one of Uncle’s shoes. No sooner had I done that than Michael had to remove an item of his. Jenny got the other shoe off. She was in luck and her turn allowed her to remove another item, this time she took both his socks,…who was going to argue? Uncle had to kiss someone and choose me. But has I reached up he fell to his knees and lifted my skirt up. Then gave me a long lingering kiss on the side of my leg,….mmmmh, it was really unexpected and nice. My third turn saw me being told to rub my body against any player of my choice. I told Michael to lay down and then on all fours crawled over, slowly lowering myself down against his body, then started to move my chest and hips against him. I thought I could feel his cock and it seemed large. I did this for about a minute. He was loving it, still not believing this was happening to him. Then it was his turn to roll the dice. He got a kiss and went straight to Jenny, took her in his arms and kissed her mouth really passionately,…I think he was really taken with her, or maybe he felt he shouldn’t get too carried away with me because of Uncle. Jenny had then to remove an article of clothing. Uncle did it this time, unlacing one of her boots, and then pulling it off all the time stroking her legs. Then Uncle’s card told him to fondle any player for 30 seconds. He repeated what he had done with Jenny, only this time fondled her bottom through her dress. Back to me. I landed on an empty square so had nothing to do. Michael did the same. Jenny had to lose another item of clothing. This time both Michael and Uncle helped her off with her other boot, and both were fondling her legs while doing so. Uncle’s card told him to remove some clothing. Now was my chance. I got up and kneeled down in front of him sitting there. I slowly started to undo his shirt, but with each button I leaned forward to lick his chest a little. Pulling his shirt open I kissed both his nipples. His head was back and his eyes closed. Finally I tugged the shirt off and tossed it across the room then went back to Jenny. My turn and a kiss. This time I kissed Michael, opened mouthed, so show him the their was no problem with my Uncle being there. He seemed to welcome the gesture. His turn again was the same. He kissed my neck, biting it gently. Jenny got a kiss and kissed Michael too. Uncle zoomed ahead but landed on an empty square. Me too. Jenny had to loose an article of clothing. They stood her up and slowly unzipped her dress, Michael was pulling it down with his teeth and tongue, while Uncle used his fingers along her body a lot. It took over two minutes to get that dress off. Jenny sat there, all in black with her slightly tanned body, looking like she could kiss, dead sexy. Michael won a kiss and buried his head in her tummy, kissing her there. My next card was to remove someone’s clothing. Well Michael was over dressed. Both Jenny and me removed his shirt. He had a very hairy chest and we stroked and fondled that, kissing and licking it has we got his shirt undone and off. Michael’s card was to remove someone’s clothing too. He choose me and kneeling in front of me undid my skirt and then slowly, very slowly tugged it over my hips, touching my legs as he slide it down to my ankles. Jenny’s next move saw her having to kiss any part of someone’s exposed body. She went over to Uncle and started to kiss his belly right by his trousers. Her tongue took long licks along his flesh. She had a long tongue, almost like a snake. She seemed to know how to use it. Uncle again came up empty. You’re not getting bored are you. Sorry if this is over long. I’m trying to recreate this has much as possible like it was. We sat back for a while and had some wine then started again. I didn’t get anything on my move. Michael did, remove an article of clothing. He choose me and slowly pushed my blouse from around my shoulders after slowly undoing it. He got his tongue over the upper parts of my breasts. Next Jenny had to loose some clothing. Uncle stood behind her and undid her black bra, then slipped his hands under the cups to push it away from her titties. She leaned back with her head of his shoulder. He let his fingers squeeze them, rolling the nipples before letting go. Uncle then got a fantasy card. It said a player of his choice was leaning out of a window and he could come up behind her and do what he liked. He look me by the hand and told me to bend over a little with my hands on the mantelpiece. I felt him stand really closely behind me and start to rub his crotch against me. Then he hooked his fingers into the tops of my panties at my hips and rolled then down a little, exposing the top of my bum to everyone. He kneeled down and started to kiss and bite the cheeks while his hands caressed my hips and legs. I couldn’t help but push back at him a little. I was so horny. He rolled my panties back up and then I returned to take my move. I got a fantasy card. I was a maid and while dusting I found his lordship asleep. I had two minutes to do what I liked. I got Michael to lay down and started to rub his trousers with both hands. His cock felt big and hard and I couldn’t resist tugging his zip down. He had black pants on, and there was a small wet patch near where the head of his cock was. I bent low but kept my mouth above so everyone could see me. Sticking out my tongue I licked at it gently,…..mmmmhhh, I heard him moan. Then using my teeth I clenched at the long lump in his pants before doing his trousers up again. He rolled the dice and soon Jenny and me had his trousers off, with lots of fondling and rubbing. His hard-on showed through his pants now for all to see. Jenny had to lose another item. This time she was made to stand while Michael kneeled in front, and using his tongue and teeth tugged at her panties, slowly rolling them down.Uncle did the same from the back. I knew this game wasn’t going to finish. There was no way we could hold on for much longer. Uncle then got a card that told him to kiss any part of an exposed body. He choose my nipples and sucked at them for several minutes. By now Michael was touching his cock with his hand down his pants. Jenny was breathing hard. I was panting, (well almost). I got another fantasy card on the new throw. I was a schoolgirl and had hurt myself and wanted the teacher to rub it better. I lay next to Michael and told him the top of my leg had been hurt .He started to rub it slowly, mamma I was nearly rolling around the floor, I looked at Jenny who was sitting watching. Uncle had his hands cupping her breasts from behind, squeezing and rolling them around. Suddenly the game was over. "I have a fever" I told Michael. Take my temperature. He looked at me and I simply opened my mouth wide and stuck my tongue out. In seconds he had peeled off his pants and was feeding that large cock straight into my mouth. I felt it slide in over my tongue and fill my mouth. It wasn’t comfortable at first but I soon got used to it. He just sat there with his cock in my mouth, while I used one hand on his balls, the other wanking at his shaft. I pulled it out and wiped it over my face, then sticking my head back I turned to look at Jenny. I couldn’t believe it, she had said she would never do that. There she was, Uncle laying on his back, her holding his cock upwards and licking and sucking at it like some hungry animal. I told Michael to jump off. Then I twisted around and got on to all fours. "Fuck me, Michael, fuck me." Oh and he did. I felt that massive cock slide straight in and thrust hard into me, pulling out and then thrusting again. I started to jerk my hips back and forwards to meet with his thrust. Jenny was shoving in Uncle’s cock like an ice cream, licking at it, tonguing it, biting, you name it she was trying it. I pulled away from Michael and rolled onto my back again. He jumped between my legs, ramming it straight in. I wrapped my legs around his bum, pushing my hips right up into him. He thrust into me like a demon, hard and fast. I grabbed his head and pulled his mouth against mine, licking and sucking at his tongue and lips. Suddenly I heard Uncle moan. I twisted my head and saw Jenny still kneeling right over his crotch, mouth glued to his cock. "I’m going to cum!" He warned her. She just seemed to suck harder, her head almost bouncing up and down. Suddenly his hips started to jerk and thrust wildly, she let go for a second and I saw some spunk shoot out but straight away she had the head of his cock back in her mouth. I could see her neck as she started to swallow it straight down. Michael had stopped to watch as well. My Uncle stopped moving and finally she released his cock. She smiled, "More" she said. I looked at her amazed, "Really?" She smiled and looked at Michael. He turned to me, "Well we are here for the night, so you go ahead." I told him. He got up and walked over to her. She held his hips and straight away started to suck and lick at his erect cock. Because of it’s size it made her cheeks puff out as she sucked at the head of it. God I was so wet watching them. Uncle just lay on his back watching. I crawled over and resting my chin on his hip, stuffed his limp and wet cock into my mouth and started to gently suck on it while I watched the show. Michael now held Jenny’s head and was thrusting his hips into her face. She was like a demon, hands squeezing his bottom, squeezing his balls, head and mouth devouring his cock. She had always said she’d never suck until someone came, now she was making him come and give her a second helping. Uncle’s cock was now half hard, I just played with it, rolling the head around in my mouth while watching Jenny and Michael. Suddenly Michael warned her he was about to come, but she carried on just the same. I saw his head go way back and his face screw up, his thrusts becoming more violent. Suddenly Jenny pulled his cock out of her mouth and we saw it spurt a great wad of cream that caught her on the lower lip and mouth. Some of it slipped out and run over her lip and down her chin, gently dripping into her lap and spotting her titties. A second, or it may have been a third shot caught her over the nose and cheeks. It splashed and dripped all down her. She stuffed it back into her mouth and kept sucking at it. By now Michael was almost in pain, "No, it’s too much, stop!" He almost snatched his cock from her mouth and fell back onto the chair behind. He looked shattered. Jenny smiled at Uncle and me, face covered it in streams of cum hanging off her chin and cheeks, dripping down. She didn’t seem to notice it. "I need fucking." She said. Michael moaned, "Oh no, I was afraid of that!" By now Uncle’s cock was hard in my mouth. Jenny crawled over and started to lick his legs, especially the insides of them, long licks from the knee to his hips,….he seemed to like that as much as my sucking. After a minute or two she started to lick and suck at his balls. I hovered over his cock, with just the head of it in my mouth, working my lips over the rim, back and forth, knowing that’s what he really liked. Jenny was laying over one of his legs and rubbing herself against it. I let go of his cock, and she jumped up and then straddled his hips, lowering herself down on to it. It just disappeared first go, straight in. She then sat back away from it, bending it back and then started to move her hips back and forth. I never knew she knew so much about sex. I started to lick and suck at his chest while she did this. His hand was under my chest playing and cupping my little breasts, squeezing the nipple between his fingers. Suddenly I felt some hands on my hips and then felt a cock press against me. I looked and Michael was kneeling behind me. He took his cock in one hand and rubbed it gently up and down against my pussy before finally pushing the head in and then started to thrust into me. I looked at Jenny and then leaned forward to get closer to her. We both knew that tonight was different, and suddenly there I was sucking at her breasts, playing with her little nipples in my mouth, rolling my tongue around them. I heard Uncle say, "Oh Lord!" And suddenly for a minute or so we were cracked up laughing, but the show resumed. Jenny had started to move up and down rather then back and forth, which made her breasts harder to hold in my mouth, so I settled for just sticking my tongue out and licking them. Meanwhile Michael was slamming into me hard, I could hear the slaps as his body hit mine as his cock thrust deep into me. Size isn’t everything, in fact if it’s big it’s not so good for sucking, there’s isn’t so much you can do with it,…but when it comes to thrusting into your pussy, it comes into a class of it’s own. By now Uncle had taken his hands away from me and was holding Jenny’s hips and bottom, helping her thrust up and down. I could tell he was about to come soon. Michael pulled out of me and I felt his wet tongue take his cock ’s place,…he just used it like his cock but on my clit,….wow, I was in heaven. He got himself on his back, then pulled me by the hips so I was sitting on his face. Jenny called out, "Uncle’s going to shoot soon, do you want it?" Yes I said, wiggling my hips on Michael’s face. Jenny jumped off Uncle and he got to his feet. She pulled him close to me by his cock. Then using her hand she wanked him while I clasped the head of it in my lips. I suppose she had broke the flow slightly because it took him a couple of minutes but suddenly he was moaning and I felt a spurt of warm salty spunk pour out his cock. I kept it in my mouth and swirled it around the head as a second and then a third wad oozed out. I leaned forward, clearing Michael’s head under me and then holding Uncle cock I opened my lips a little and let the cum drip out on to his cock. Jenny started to lick the sides, using her tongue to catch some of it and then letting it roll off and drip onto her lap and the carpet. I looked down and saw Michael’s eyes wide and staring at the scene. Jenny sat back and so did Uncle. I got off Michael and lay back on the floor. He sprung between my legs, his cock slipping in straight away. He started to thrust hard, banging away like a madman,…I was almost shouting now, it was fantastic. Jenny and Uncle watched silently, leaning against each other. His hand playfully caressing her breasts. Suddenly Michael shouted he was going to come again. He pulled back and held his cock in his hand, he managed to get himself over my tummy before he shot out a large wad that landed over my titties and chest. It was followed by a second and a third, spaying all over my breasts, and throat, all warm and sticky. Finally he relaxed and rolled over on to his side. His spunk was laying in a pool at the base of my throat, and running in little rivers from my breasts and neck, I looked at Jenny and Uncle. He was just shaking his head, "I’m ready to die now." Was all he said. Well that’s it really. I saw him a lot that following winter, but just before Christmas I got a boyfriend I cared about, and so although I still saw him, and sometimes do, the sex stopped. He doesn’t mind. On the times we talk about it, he says it was some of the best moments of his life, and that once would have made him grateful, let alone having me for the summer and winter. We did other things,…making it by a roaring fire in the living room; me sucking him under the table while he had his dinner one evening. And another foursome,….actually that happened twice more, but the stories would become boring to you, too much of the same thing. Anyway it’s seems a long time ago,….but sometimes, when the nights close in, and I’m laying here all alone in the dark,….and there’s no one near,…I think back, and wish, "Oh dear God, just once more!" But it wouldn’t be right anymore. I learned a lot, and had a good time, and I know nothing would probably ever top that. MY BOSS AND I It all started when I got a job for a medium sized firm. My role there was basically secretary, receptionist and general office helper. While I could be called on to work in various departments, my actually boss was a man in his late earlier forties, Mr Johnson. He was a kindly man. Well dressed, slim figure and well educated. He always wore a suit that somehow never looked right on him. He would have been better off dressing in a more casual style. His manner was free and easy, but backed-up with authority. One employee who had failed to realise this had recently been sacked. I found him attractive, but that was as far as it went. However in the last two months, at various times he had made remarks that I could see meant a little more then he was saying. They were chiefly in a jokery manner. One day he asked outright if I didn’t mine the comments. “Not as long as you don’t mind my ignoring them.” Was my reply. He smiled, “Well I can always live in hope.” Thinking back, that was it. That was the moment when I realised that he wasn ’t really joking. I guess he fancied me. I was 21. Self-assured and not at all lonely if I choose not to be. My figure was slim. I was 5”8’ tall, and knew that if I wanted to be, I could look a knock out. I had long blonde hair, blue eyes, and a rather innocent looking face. Oh no, I’m not being vain, it had been said to me on more then one occasion. And now, after various relationships, I knew that I had something men wanted. That in itself had made me wary; had made me choose more carefully. It also had lead to people thinking I thought too much of myself. I don’t think that was true. One night, talking to a boyfriend about it he had said, “We all need someone’s beauty to sharpen our nails on.” I really didn’t think it applied to me, but he insisted I was beautiful. I suppose it doesn’t matter so much what we think of ourselves, what really counts is what others see you to be. After a couple of years I accepted that men though of me so. Now that I’ve given the psychologists enough about me to keep them busy for years, back to Mr Johnson. It took a few days for it to sink in that his remarks weren’t just jokes. I began to notice how he looked at me whenever I was with him. Sometimes I could imagine that he was trying to undress me when he looked. It didn’t do anything for me at first, but after a couple of weeks with such thoughts in my head, I begun to look forward to private meetings with him. They were usually for all the secretary type things; taking down dictation, or helping him with filing and arranging his papers. Sometimes even drives to see clients. I was naughty once or twice…wearing shorter then usual skirts…or else brushing up closer to him then I ought to. It was a game, and a very nice one at that. Then one day I wanted more. To hell with it. I was secure enough in my job to know that I was good for the firm and people trusted me. I didn’t need to ‘put-out’ to keep this job. So if I did, it was though free choice. And besides, since I had realised he fancied me, I had begun to find him more attractive. So I set about a plan. It didn’t involve a great deal. Just what I was wearing. Out went what ever was to hand each morning and on went tighter skirts, thinner blouses, oh, and the one thing always a favourite, stockings and suspenders…white. They went with my innocent face after all. Over the next few days I had various chances to flash my legs more and to generally let him notice what I was wearing. He seemed to enjoy the game too, making more remarks then usual. All of which I avoided with either the usual innocence of pretending not to understand, or a slap on the hand and a “Naughty boy!” It was a Monday. Outside it was howling a gale with rain lashing at the windows. I was asked into his office. “Got to do some letters.” I was told. I took the chair next to him by his desk. This time I had the usual underwear on, with a white skirt and cream blouse. For a minute or two he arranged his papers, trying to find something. I looked at him and then said, “It’s warm in here.” “I didn’t think so….” He stopped as my hand went to my blouse and undid two of the buttons. I knew that now he could see the swell of my small breasts, and the cups of my white bra. “…Well...yes…perhaps it is.” I smiled. “Ready when you are.” The lights were on but there didn’t appear to be anyone home. I repeated what I had said. “Oh yes, of course…well I want you to take this down.” My eyelids fluttered skywards, “Oh, what exactly would you like me to take down.” He was holding a pencil to a paper, the lead snapped. “Well…what I’m going to dictate.” I frowned, “Oooooh.” With a sigh. I wondered if I was over doing it. He sat there, taking some papers in his hand he started to read out, but I could see his mind wasn’t really on it. Again and again his eyes flashed to my blouse. I crossed my legs, helping my skirt to ride up a little. Now he had two places to look. He didn’t know where to start. I decided what I would do next. Getting up I asked, “Would you mind if I just went out for a minute?” He struggled to come back to reality, “Ah…no, no of course not.” I went out and nearly run to the toilets. Locking myself in I undid my blouse and then removed my bra, which I stuffed into my bag. Two minutes later I emerged and entered the office. I sat own again. He looked at and then just stared. I guess he could see the tops of my breasts nestling within in the blouse. I guess he could see the outline of the sides of them too, only the nipples being hidden by being cupped by the blouse. “Is there anything wrong?” I asked. He smiled, “No not at all.” He folded his arms and then put one finger to his lips. “I was wondering,” he began, “Would you like to take something down for me?” “Yes of course.” He got up out of the chair, I could see at the front of his trousers he was excited. He then pulled his chair closer to mine, sat down and leaning forward looked me straight in the eye. “Is it my lucky day?” I smiled and shrugged, “Maybe.” Slowly, very slowly his hand advanced to my blouse. His eyes fixed me and I felt his fingers gently undoing the next button, then the next, and then finally the last one. He looked down, I did too. My blouse was open to my waist, and while my breasts weren’t completely exposed, the tops and sides were they, only the blouse clinging to them hide the rest. He looked at me again, I felt his hand slide into my blouse just under my left breast. His thumb brushed the underside of it, and then he moved his hand up and cupped it, holding then nipple between his fingers. I leaned my head forward and parted my lips, he did the same and somewhere we met. His lips on mine, his tongue flicking into my mouth, tongues exploring and playing, slowly, like we had all the time in the world. This wasn’t rushed; this was mad crazy lust; this was his dream come true, and he was going to enjoy it in style. I felt his hand move over my breast, cupping and rubbing it gently; felt the nipple sliding past his moving hand. I moaned while we kissed. I pushed my tongue into his mouth, licking at his tongue, licking around his mouth, wanting him, eating him. We broke apart. Taking the sides of my blouse in his hands he opened it fully and then sunk his head to my chest. I felt his lips close over the swell of my right breasts. He half bit it with his lips, before moving down to my nipple. I felt his lips slide over and then his tongue lick around it. His teeth then clenched around the fresh, keeping the nipple within his mouth; his tongue started to flick back and forth over it. I just held on to his head, wanting the moment never to end. His other hand was still cupping my other breast, though it had started to maul it rather then play slowly. I could feel his lust building up. He pulled away and stood up. Reaching out he took my hand and led me to his desk. He gently pushed me down onto my back. Standing between my legs he swooped low and holding my breasts in both hands began to kiss and lick at them, going from one nipple to the other, then back again. His tongue traced patterns on my breasts, which were bunched up in his hands. I could feel his legs and his cock though his trousers pressing against me. He then moved his head to my neck, and there he started to lick up to my ears before kissing me on the mouth again; tongues playing, teeth sometimes touching. My arms were around him. He straightened and stood up. I reached down to my skirt and unzipped it at the side. He tugged it down my legs. I raised my hips and he knew what I wanted. He started to tug my panties down but as soon as my blonde hair came into view he leaned forward and planted a kiss right there at the top of the hair. Then he nuzzled his mouth and face down, letting his chin push my panties down, with a little help from his fingers at the sides. My panties now around my knees he sunk his face between my legs. I felt his tongue licking at my pussy, searching for the right place. Suddenly it slipped in slightly and I could feel it right there, right on my clit. I sighed very loudly. His tongue flicked and jabbed at it. Moving back and forth over it. I shook my panties down until they were hanging off one leg and then wrapped my legs around his head, pulling his mouth into me, trapping him there. His hands slid under me, cupping my bottom, which he started to squeeze. I ground my pussy against his mouth, my bottom now high off the table. I could see his head there, only his eyes showing, the rest obscured by my hair and body. His hands were squeezing and clenching at my bottom, pushing the cheeks together, pulling my pussy into his mouth. His tongue was bouncing my clit around, sometimes fast quick strokes, other times with gently slow licks. Finally I was there. My legs started to jerk; I closed my grip on his head; I was almost screaming. I was there. I was coming. It came quickly, was near the edge and then finally went right over. His tongue moved ever faster. His hands clenching hands fulls of my bottom. I had to push him away as soon as it was over…it was too intense at that point. It wouldn’t have been a pleasure from then on. He went back to his chair smiling, looking at me as I just lay there, panting. “Just a couple of minutes.” I told him He just smiled. I lay back, happy and regaining my composure. Then I asked him over. He got up while I sat up on the edge of his desk. At first he just held on to my arms and kissed me hard on the mouth. I broke and then looked down to his trousers. With both hands I undid his belt and undid the buttons on his fly. Hopping off the desk I knelt in front of him and dragged his hard cock out. It was about 6” long, with a nice head on which appeared through the skin. I rubbed the shaft with my hand making the head pop in and out. I moved my lips to it and let his cock head brush my lips for a second before opening my mouth and slid my lips along his shaft. I felt the cock head brush over my tongue and lodge itself near the back of my mouth. I then started to move my mouth back and forth along the shaft. I used one hand to cup his balls, squeezing and milking them, the other I used to scrape my finger nails along the inside of his legs. His hands went to my head, holding me there as I fucked his cock with my little mouth. I pulled back and stood up, turned my back to him and then leaned right over the desk. The wood felt cold against my breasts. “Fuck my brains out.” I told him. I’m not so sure I had to. I think he would have gotten there by himself. I felt both his hands clutch my waist and then felt his cock sliding straight into my pussy at the first attempt. No fumbling around, lucky or clever I didn’t know nor cared. He started to thrust back and forth, long hard thrusts, sometimes in a series, sometimes changes from one thrust all the way in and then one only going only as far as his cockhead. It was driving me wild again. I hardly ever came twice, and though I didn’t on this occasion, it was one of the closest I got. His hand found their way under my tummy and reached or my breasts that he clutched and squeezed, partly pulling me up a little. My head was arched back anyway, and he let go of one breast and grabbed my hair, pulling my like the reigns of a horse. His cock was now slamming in to me with all his body weight. I could feel his balls slapping against me as he did so. It was going all the way in. It was heaven. “I’ve waited so long for this moment.” Was all he said. His hand squeezing my breast, his other hand tugging my head back, and his cock slamming in and out of my pussy, another moment: wishing it could last forever. All too soon he started to cry, “I’m going to cum.” I pushed back with my hips. He let go. I twisted around and slid off the desk kneeling before him. He was holding his cock tight in one hand. I Just closed my lips over his cock head. I didn’t suck. I didn’t move. I just waited. There was no movement at all for about five seconds. Everything stopped. Then the top half of his body leaned towards me slowly, his face screwed up, and his head lolled upwards and then, “Yes!” Instantly I felt a wad of thick creamy cum fire out of his cock almost in a gob rather then a stream. It hit the roof of my mouth, coating my tongue and flooding me. His hips started to jerk wildly, and more cum burst out of his cock head. I opened my lips a little and a tickle of it appeared and then run over them and down the side of my chin, where it hung in a long string of gobs before finally breaking half way and landing on my leg. I took hold of his shaft and started to wank it. The rest of his cum quickly dribbled out, again flooding me and again finally running out along the side of my chin, dripping onto my legs and breasts. I kept his cock firmly in my move but it was growing soft and small and soon I couldn’t rally wank it any longer. I contented myself to pushing my tongue hard against the head where the eye was, but this was too much for him and he practically jerked it out of my mouth. He fell back in the chair. I sat on the floor my back against his desk, giggling. MY BOSS AND I - II It was lunchtime and my boss was out. I was waiting for him in his office. I had planned this for a few days. In five minutes, he’d walk through that door… I’m tall. Very slim. I have long blonde hair, straight, and flows down around my shoulders. I have blue eyes. I’m told I am innocent looking, (you ain’t seen my mind babe!), And I’m told I’m attractive. My boss thinks so. For a couple of months he had been trying to get me. I treated it has a joke. But one day I took it serious. I planned my seduction of him, and told you about that in Part 1. Now we are a few days later. Nothing has happened since. But in five minutes…. I’m wearing black stockings, a suspender belt, a black lacy bra and panties. Over the top of that I have a long black skirt and a black jumper. My boss has no idea of what is underneath. I’m writing this before he comes in. The rest will be afterwards… The door opened and my boss stood there. I was sitting in his chair, feet on the desk. He seemed taken aback. “Hi,” he said with half a laugh. I took my feet off the desk and stood up. “Did you have a nice lunch?” He told me he had. I then asked if he remembered the other day. He said he did. I asked him if he liked what had happened. He said ‘yes’. “Mmmmh,” I replied, “Good.” I walked over to him, “The desk is clear…I’m going to lock the door. While I do, I want you to simply lie on your back over the desk.” He smiled, then looked puzzled, then seeing I meant what I said, nodded his head. I went over to the door, locked it and turned around to see him get up on the desk and lay himself down on it. I pulled off my jumper, then unzipped the side of my skirt…it fell to the floor. He craned his head to look at me. He gasped out loud and me. “Oh God that’s lovely.” I smiled and walked over, swinging my hips. “Now just you lie there, don’t worry about a thing.” I stood by the back of his head. All he could do was look up at me. I reached forward with both my hands and put them on his shirt over his chest. I started to rub his chest with both hands. I leaned my body forward, so my black bra was near his face, so near, yet so far. He moaned has my hands rubbed his chest. I slowly worked them down to his trousers, circling, downwards, then back up, then a little more downwards. I wanted to tease. By now I had lowered my chest so that sometimes my bra would brush his face. I made sure that I moved my chest from side to side. He reached up and held the side of my chest. “Can I please undo your bra?” He asked. “Mmmmmh, well I suppose so.” He reached over my back, found the clasp and undid it. I let it fall from my arms, my small breasts hanging free poised over his face, wobbling a little, the nipples standing hard, pointing down at him. He sighed. I think he liked what he saw. I reached forward some more and started to unfasten his trouser. Pulling the belt through the buckle slowly, then undoing the top button. I stopped for a minute, to slowly stroke his tummy along the line of his trousers. Then I leaned forward to kiss and suck and bite the flesh there. This caused my titties to push against his face. He didn’t waste the moment. I felt his lips brush against one nipple then open, and my nipple was sucked in. He sucked at it hard, trying to engulf the whole of my breast. His hands wrapped around my back, keeping me there. He moved his mouth from one breast, I felt his chin and lips drag along my flesh till he got hold of the other one. He bit gently at the soft flesh and then sucked the nipple deep into his mouth, his tongue flicking and swirling around it. For a moment I just enjoyed the feeling, then resumed my work. My fingers found the buttons of his fly, which I undid, one by one. When the last one was opened I tugged his trousers apart, revealing his white pants. Over the top of which was some hair, dying out before it got to his tummy. I sunk my lips into it, licking and kissing. I swirled the hair around with my tongue, matting it as it got wetter. I could feel his hard cock against my forehead through his pants. I pulled away from his tummy and craned my head towards his cock. Sticking out my tongue I started to lick at his pants where the outline of his cockhead was. I traced around the side of the head, licking where I could see the rim was. He moaned again, muttered something about ‘heaven’, and moved his hips and legs a little. He reached behind me and with both hands clenched my panty-clad bottom. His hands mauled at the cheeks, squeezing and rubbing them. I started to grind my pussy against the top of his head. I almost climbed on to the desk at that point, so we could go into a 69, but I wanted this one to be on me, I wanted this one to be purely my work. I eased his pants down a little, exposing his cockhead to my view. There was a drop of pre-cum on the tip, right over the eye. I leaned forward and licked it off…letting my tongue drag over the hard head. That made him moan some more, and more loudly. I then pulled his pants down until his whole cock and balls were lying there. I put my face against them, letting his cock press against my cheek, smelling that man smell, feeling the hair with the side of my face. Raising my head I began to kiss along the shaft, working my way back up to the head. By now he had started to lick my tummy and the tops of my legs. His hands were working on my bottom, squeezing and hugging the cheeks. He didn’t try to pull my panties down. I guess he knew the rules. I stood up straight, pulled away from him. “You can watch,” I told him, “But that’s it.” I then walked around to the other side of the desk. Taking his trousers and pants in both hands I pulled them off. I then leaned forward and touched his tummy with my forehead. I held his hips, there was no way my hands were going to touch his cock now. This was just going to be my mouth and his cock. Nothing else in the world existed. I managed to suck the head of his cock into my mouth. I then pulled upwards and back down to his legs. His cock went from his tummy, to standing straight up, and then pointing downwards towards his feet a little. All the time I kept the head of it in my warm wet mouth. I knew that I could bring him off without my hands if I kept his cock pointing downwards. It’s like when you sit astride a man and lean back, from that point on you know he can ’t help but cum quickly. At first I didn’t move my head at all. Just held his cock head there and swirled my tongue around it. I did a little clenching with my teeth while licking at the underside of the rim of the head. I looked up at him. He had his hands behind his head, watching me intently. He smiled. My breasts were rubbing against the tops of his legs. I could feel the nipples brush them as they gently swung from side to side. I was moving my hips around, why I don’t know. Perhaps I wished someone had been there behind me, someone to fuck my brains out. I then drew my head up as far as I dared without letting his cock pop out of my mouth. For a second I hung there, just the tip of his head between my lips. His cock bent back towards his legs, I could feel it pushing against my top lip, not wanting to be there, not at this angle. My eyes caught his, and as they did so, once I was sure he was looking at them, I rammed my head down his shaft as far as I could. Instantly I brought my head up again. He almost screamed. Before he had time to really react I rammed my head down again. I felt the hairs around his cock hit my face and nose, then my head zoomed back up to the tip, then down, then up. His head shot back, his legs tensed, his hips bucked. “Fucking hell!” he almost shouted. I kept at it, ramming my head as far down as I could, pulling back up, almost releasing his cock from my mouth each time. I felt his cock as it rushed past my lips with each downward thrust, shooting over my tongue and hitting the back and roof of my mouth. I kept my lips wrapped tightly around the shaft with each upward stroke. I was like a machine now, not even thinking. My head just ramming up and down this cock. There was nothing else in the world. I could see his hands gripping the sides of the desk, his knuckles white. I could see his head arched back, the veins standing up on his neck. I knew this must be close to torture for a man. But I also knew he wouldn’t want it any other way. My breast continued to brush and rub against his legs, now so tense, I didn’ t know how long I could keep this up, I was trying to master the art of breathing. I wondered who was going to break first. My hands were gripping his hips…later I found my nails had really dug into his sides…. Neither of us noticed at that time. He started to shake his head from side to side; he started to moan loudly. I could feel his legs really tense up like he was holding his breath. I felt his hips rise a little. I saw his hands gripping the table so hard I though he’d break his fingers, and then, suddenly…bang, right in my mouth, a terrific wad of cum shot into my mouth on a upward thrust of my head. It was like someone had spat into the back of my throat. It almost seemed to bounce around my mouth. I got the taste and everything all at once. I forced my head back down as another gob of cum shot out, this was so close to my throat that I had no choice but to swallow. Three more loads followed, all of which by slowing down my head I was able to control and keep them in my mouth. When finally his cock stopped erupting I leaned forward pushing his cock so that it stood directly upwards from his body. I pulled my head back so just the tip was still in my mouth, and then formed my lips into a wide grin. His cum ran out on both sides and trickled down the sides of his cock. My eyes fixed his. When it had all run out and was streaming down his cock, I opened my mouth wide, pushed my head down his shaft and then closed my lips around it again, then pulled upwards, cleaning it of his cum. I finally took his shaft in one hand. His mouth opened in amazement. I smiled and then opened my mouth again, letting his cum drip down over the head of his cock where it ran down on three sides after sliding off his cock head. I stuck my tongue out and pushed some of the gobs around before they slid over the edge of the head and ran down. “That’s never happened before.” He said, awe struck. I smiled. I’d never done it before, but I wasn’t about to tell him that. THE WATERFALL It was hot. Very hot. The sun was high, the clouds long gone. Martin, my boyfriend, and I were sitting by the small waterfall hidden away along the small river it fed near our hometown. We were just laying there, on a sand bank type rise, thinking of nothing, looking up through the trees at the ridge where the waterfall gushed over into the pool near us. My name is Susan; I’m 21, with long blonde hair. I have a slim figure, and small breasts. The boys don’t seem to mind. My boyfriend was 23, tall, bronzed and well built. He had a mop of blonde hair. I stole him from the Rocky Horror Show. Martin was wearing swimming trunks and a loose open shirt. I was in my bikini, blue, tied at the sides and back. Earlier we had been talking about sex. He had wanted to know if I had ever had experiences with other girls. I told him ‘no’, leaving out the odd moments I had been through at an all girl’s school. It didn’t seem to count. The only thing I could admit to was touching my friend, Jenny’s breasts, when once we had been sharing a man together. That had shocked him. I guess despite our active sex life he had thought me fairly innocent. Now we lay, side by side, holding hands. At some point he raised up and looked along the river. “Hey there’s someone coming.” He shook my hand. I looked up. “I think it’s a girl.” Whoever it was seemed far away, and strangely enough, instead of treading the path, was wading along the river’s edge. She was dressed all in white, with long flowing black hair. I felt a little annoyed. Today was our off workday. I wanted it to stay ours. The figure got closer and we saw it was a woman. I guessed she was about 30. She had a long white cotton dress; I could see a row of buttons going from her groin to her chest at the front of it. She seemed to be totally wet, the dress clinging and hugging her figure. I looked at Martin. He had noticed. Turning back to her I took more detail in. She had a good figure, and the dress was soaked. It clung to all the right places. I realised she looked sexier like that than had she been wearing sexy under wear. In fact apart from a thin pair of pants she seemed to have nothing else on. I could see the dress hugging her breasts, flowing between them, stretching over them. I turned to Martin, “A dream?” He laughed, “Sorry…yes a dream.” She was closer now. Her face was attractive, dark, like an Italian. Her eyes were brown or at least dark. Her hair hung around, straggled and wet, it added to her sex appeal…that and the wet dress. “Hi,” she said “Hello.” I smiled. “I’m not disturbing you am I?” She asked. I looked at Martin and could see part of him was being disturbed. “No.” “I used to come here when I was a kid,” she told us. “Used to stand under the water fall. Thought I’d do that today.” “Fine.” She smiled and waded out a little towards the gushing water. Martin watched every movement as her hips slid from side to side. “Try not to break your neck Martin.” I warned him. She was near the waterfall when she called out for us to join her. Martin didn’t. And to this day I don’t know why I did. I waded through the swirling water to where she was standing. I guess it was then that I realised I found her attractive. Something about the way her hair hung around her face and shoulders, the way the dress clung to her full but firm breasts, the way her hips moved as she swayed in the water. I felt I wanted to touch her, to reach out, stroke her, caress her. She moved under the waterfall, the water pouring all over her. She laughed loudly, shaking her head, lolling back. Then she returned to where I was standing. We talked for a while, then she suddenly said, “You’re lucky. He’s very sexy.” I looked at Martin who was watching from the shore. “Sometimes you’re right…not always.” She laughed. “I’m sure those sometime are worth the rest.” Our eyes met, and I don’t know why, but then I just looked at her breasts. And I looked. And I didn’t look back up. I suddenly realised I was staring and she knew. She was standing two feet away! I shook my head. “I’m sorry…it’s the heat…I was lost somewhere.” She spoke softly, I could only just hear above the water’s roar. “It’s ok. You can touch them if you like.” It took a minute. “What did you say?” “You’re right. It’s the heat. I said, ‘you can touch them…if you like.’” I stared. It was unreal. Fifteen minutes ago this woman didn’t exist. We were out in the country. I couldn’t believe what she had said. I wasn’t sure if I was angry or if I wanted to laugh. I stared straight at her. She smiled; her eyes flitting down to my bikini top…then ever so slowly she raised them back to me. Before I knew what I was doing I slowly reached out and brushed the under side of her left breast. I don’t know what Martin did. Maybe have a fit or what, but I didn’t care. I felt strange. I felt horny. I didn’t know what I felt. It just seemed right. My hand stayed there and then moved upwards. I felt the nipple, hard, brush against my finger and then slip under my palm. I cupped her breasts. She leaned forward, took my head between her hands. Her eyes held mine. Her lips parted a little and then suddenly her tongue slid past my lips and into my mouth. I heard Martin wading up behind me. Her tongue caressed mine slowly and softly. I had never kissed a woman like this before. Her tongue was so smooth, so soft. My hand stayed cupping her breast, squeezing it slightly. I heard Martin say something, but all I can remember was it sounded like encouragement rather then anger. Then his hands went around my waist. “Sue, is everything ok.” He asked. I pulled my head away from this woman, my eyes not daring to look at his. “Yes.” I muttered. “Would you like to join. I think Sue would be happier.” She said, adding, “Wouldn’t you Sue.” I nodded. Martin seemed at a loss. The woman gently turned me around so I was facing Martin. Then I felt her hands pull the string from my bikini top. Her hands swept around my sides and up under the bikini, cupping both my breasts. She let the nipples out through her fingers and looked at Martin. “Suck them.” She told him Wild eyed but happy he leant his face towards my chest. I felt his mouth cover her fingers and my nipple, and his tongue shoot out to lick around it before he sucked into his mouth. My head lolled back on to her shoulder. With her chin she made it clear she wanted me to turn my head towards her. I did and she kissed me full on the mouth, her tongue pushing past my lips, caressing and playing with mine. I reached behind me and felt her hip. I moved to her front, pushing my fingers between her legs and started to rub back and forth. Her kiss became more intense. I felt our teeth knock as her head moved around on my lips. Her tongue was deep in my mouth. Her hands mauled my breasts while Martin sucked on one of them for dear life. I felt my bikini slide down. Martin tugged at it and I never saw it again. I suppose like us it just floated away. (here it falls, see above) :-) She pulled away from me and then knelt down in the water behind me. It was only about a foot deep where we were standing. The roar of the waterfall was loud and spray drenched us. I felt her fingers untie the strings of my bikini bottom on my hips, and then that too fell down around my legs into the water. I felt her mouth close over my back and move down to my bottom. She licked and sucked one cheek before licking the backs of my legs. At the same time one hand moved to my pussy and fingered it from the front. Her other hand was rubbing Martin’s swimming trunks. I glanced down and could see he was rock hard already. I pulled his head up and kissed him wildly. He almost fell backwards at the force of it. I could feel the woman’s tongue push between my legs. Long hard licks at my pussy while from the front her finger found that special place and was rubbing me there. I couldn’t kiss Martin any more. It was so intense. I was biting my lip. My eyes were closed. My body shaking a little. Suddenly Martin dropped to his knees and started to lick at my pussy from the front. It was unreal. I had never known anything like it. The woman took her hand away so Martin’s tongue could lick at my clit. It was getting difficult to stand. I had never believed I could feel like this. I steadied myself by holding on to their heads…within seconds I could feel the build up and then suddenly I was there. I have never cum so quickly in my life. It just flushed through me. I was panting and moaning and almost crying. Finally I had to tell them to stop. Martin looked up at me and stood up. She stayed where she was. I saw her hands reach for his trunks and then start to feel around them. Finally she moved forward and tugged them down in one go to his knees. His 6-inch cock sprang free, pointing upwards and outwards. She held it in both hands with her fingers and then pulled the skin back from the head. Her mouth moved forward and just engulfed it in one go. No playing around, just straight in. I could see her suck her cheeks in; she was really sucking at it. Martin held her head and looked at me. I just nodded. I didn’t mind anymore. Her hands held his cock straight out in front of him while her head moved back and forth over it. I sat down in the water to watch. She gestured me closer. Crawling over to her she offered the cock to my mouth. I struck my tongue out, licking at the wet cock head. I let my tongue tease the eye and then ran it around the head a couple of times. Then opening my mouth I plunged it over the shaft letting his cock ram into the roof of my mouth. The woman fondled his balls with one hand and my breast with the other. I started to move my head back and forth along his cock. He had reached down now and was cupping her breasts. Her hand squeezed and played with his balls. She then moved close to me and stuck her tongue out to lick along the shaft near the base. We then started to kiss his cock together, biting, sucking and licking at it. Martin must have been in heaven. She stood up and lifted her dress over her shoulders and then peeled her pants down. She looked beautiful. Her skin all shiny from the water. Her breasts firmly standing proud. She asked Martin to sit in the water. I sat back and he did as he was told. She looked at me and again I nodded. Standing over him she lowered herself down. I saw her hips go into the water over his cock. His head went back and I knew his cock had slipped inside her. She begun to thrust around in the water, up and down, side to side, forwards and backwards. Martin didn’t know what had hit him. I reached to her breasts and let them brush my hands as she moved. She craned her head to mine and we kissed deeply. She did this for about four minutes then suddenly sprang up, stepped towards him then just smothered his face with her pussy. I saw her hands reach behind her and clench her bottom to him. I could see the underside of his chin under her legs as his mouth and tongue ate into her. The top of his cock was pointing out the water so I hovered above it, my tongue lapping at the cock head, licking around it. Suddenly it was her turn to shudder and shake. She yelled loudly, and then grabbed his head with both hands and forced him into her. I saw her bottom clench as she came. I stroked it whilst I kissed it. For nearly a minute she shook uncontrollably before finally stepping back and sitting down in the water. She started to laugh. Martin stood up and began to wank his cock. I could see he was close. I crawled over and opened my mouth. The woman saw this and did the same. Her tongue licked the side of my face and we started to kiss. This was too much for Martin who started to grunt and then shot a wad of cum out. It hit me above my mouth and dropped straight on to our tongues. She licked around my lips, pushing some of the cum around my face, sucking some of it into her mouth. She pulled away and engulfed his cock head, just as her mouth closed over it I saw him shoot a second wad straight into her mouth. Like my bikini top, I never saw that again either. She swallowed it straight down. She held his cock in her mouth and I saw it tense for a third load. Then she pulled her mouth back. I grabbed his shaft and pointed it straight at my mouth. The fourth, and final spurt shot out hitting my tongue hard and swirled around my mouth. I closed my lips over his cock head to wipe away the drip at the end of the eye before pulling off him. The cum was still in my mouth, and before I could do anything the woman held my head and forced her open mouth on to me. I felt her tongue ram my mouth and caress my teeth and tongue, the cum swirling around exchanging between our mouths. We kissed long and harder and somewhere in there during that time the cum slowly dissolved until we broke from each other. No cum to swallow. Martin looked down at our cum drenched faces. He smiled. For a few minutes we just sat there. The woman got up and looked around for her dress. It was snagged against some rocks. She walked over to it. “I have to go now.” She said. “Wait!” I called out. “Who are you.” She smiled. My name begins with ‘X’. I’m at the hotel by the lake. I’ll tell you the second letter next time we meet.” With that she turned and walked back along the river. Her hand suddenly up above her shoulder, and her fingers wiggled a goodbye. Martin looked at me. “Was she a friend of yours. I mean you have met her before. You do know her?” “Yes.” I lied. DRIVE IN THE COUNTRY My name is Susan. I’m 21. I’m slim, with long blonde hair. For those that want more details I have small breasts and am told I’m very attractive to beautiful. It depends on who is doing the telling. After the mysterious encounter at the waterfall with the woman who I only knew as ‘X’, I decided that I had to know more. My boyfriend felt the same. We had never become involved in anything other than one to one meetings. Our meeting with her had changed that. He was hungry for more, and while we were both very confused over it, we both know enough to know we wanted to meet her again. The only clue I had was that she said she was staying in a nearby hotel. I knew one of the maids there, a school friend. After talking with my boyfriend it was agreed that I would go there alone, see what I could find out. We also agreed on one other thing. That two-timing didn’t count provided she was around. It was a difficult decision, but we both felt that things were happening that were barely under our control. We promised to be honest with each other, and that this was ‘time-out’. She was easier to trace then I though. My friend, Anna knew of her straight away. Her name was Xenia. She had been there a few days and was booked in for at least two more weeks. At the desk I asked to call her room and they put me through. She answered. I suppose she was waiting for me. She didn’t seem surprised. I was told to wait at the bar. She appeared a few minutes later wearing a long flowing black dress, bare at the back, low at the front. She looked like she had stepped out of the pages of a magazine. She was tall and graceful; her smile sparkled. She walked up to me and kissed my cheek. “I thought you would come. Is your boyfriend with you?” I shook my head. “Never mind. I’m about to take a ride in the country, see an old friend. I’m sure he’d like you.” She smile and touched my arm, “You will come won’t you?” “I don’t know.” She pouted her lips, then smiled again, “Please.” I looked around the bar, sighed, “Ok, just for the ride.” I wanted to talk to this woman, ask her things, and already she was treating me like I was part of her plans. I felt uneasy. But I felt something else too. I felt a sense of mystery. A sense of wonder. And most of all, whatever was about to happen; I didn’t want to miss out on it. We drove through the darkened countryside. She spoke little and not about herself. I tried to ask questions but she managed to avoid answering them with anything but the vaguest of answers. I couldn’t help liking her even though I was angry that I wasn’t finding anything out. Finally we pulled in through some heavy gates and drove up to a large country house. It was like a mansion, set back in long dark and unseen gardens, just the darkened trees showing against the midnight blue sky. We parked and stepped out. She walked ahead but halfway towards the door she spun round at me. “Now remember Sue,” she said, “You can watch, or you can join in. It’s up to you. Do what you feel happy with.” “I want to know what’s going to happen.” She laughed, “And spoil the surprise?” She saw my worried face. “Nothing will happen to you if you don’t want. I promise.” What would you have done? Walked away I guess. Maybe I should have. But I couldn’t believe she would do me harm. So throwing away all I had leaned in my life, I followed her to the door. A man opened it as we stepped up. He was a butler, in his late forties. We were asked in. He referred to Xenia as Miss Xenia. Well at least we were expected. We were shown into a large room with a huge fireplace and various dark wood furnishing. It was the stuff that you see in period films. There was a very large settee in the middle in front of which was a large fur rug. On the settee sat a man, dressed in a three-piece suit. He looked about forty too. He had that distinguished look about him, the sort that good living and lots of money usually allows. He also was fairly attractive. I could see that at 16 I would have had a crush on someone that looked like this. He waved us in. Took a long look at me. I felt out of place. I was wearing blue jeans and a blouse. He smiled, “Ah this is the young treasure you were talking about.” I glanced at Xenia but he went on, “Xenia told me she had met a delightful young lady who she had got into conversation with. She said she thought you broad minded enough to come with her tonight.” I shugged, “That depends.” He nodded, “Naturally.” We sat down and the butler brought us drinks. For a while we talked all kinds of things, small talk mostly. Suddenly he simply looked at Xenia and asked if she was ‘ready’. She said she was. “Then kneel on the floor please.” Xenia got up off her chair and walked over to the rug. Then she knelt down and leaned forward until she was on all fours, sideways on to us. She just stared ahead. He nodded at the butler who then walked up and stood behind her. I gasped as he undid his fly and pulled out his cock. It was large and thick, with a big head on it. He simply knelt down behind her, lifted her dress up over her hips and then pushed against her quickly. She gasped out loud as no doubt his cock slipped straight in. I just sat there, mouth and eyes wide open. He then proceeded to hold her by the hips and started to just fuck her, no other word will do, that’s what he did. He slammed in to her again and again. Her head lolled right back, her eyes tightly shut, her mouth open, crying the sweetest cries. The man sat there and watched, sipping his brandy. “Do you object?” he asked suddenly. “No,” I said, “I don’t.” He patted the settee next to himself, “Would you like to sit here?” I wasn’t sure if I wanted to, but then on impulse got up and walked over. Sitting down he put his arm around my shoulders. I sat there, watching. He did the same for several minutes. Glancing down at his lap I could see his cock was hard inside his trousers. Meanwhile on the rug Xenia was still kneeling, with the butler thrusting long hard strokes into her from behind. Her bottom shook each time his tummy and waist slammed into her. She seemed quite content. Suddenly the man asked simply, “Would you mind if I undid my trousers?” I couldn’t even look at him, “No.” With his free hand he unbuttoned his fly, revealing his bare cock, standing hard and proud. It was about 7 inches long, and I could see a drop of pre cum on the head. I knew what he wanted me to do. I waited for nearly a minute before slipping my hand over to it, then first with my fingers, and then with my whole hand I took hold of it. I gently moved my hand up and down, holding the shaft tightly. He continued to watch Xenia. I felt his arm slide down from my shoulder and he traced his fingers back and forth along the swell of my breast within my blouse. “You are very beautiful,” he said, “But I think you would look even better naked.” I stood up. Undid my blouse, then let it fall over my arms onto the floor. Standing in front of him I unzipped my jeans and slid them down, bending low so he could see down the front of my bra, see my breasts confined within there. He raised his hand and gestured at the bra. Staring straight at him I reached behind my back and undid the clasp. I held the cups to my breasts for a second, not certain, then let go; the bra fell to the floor in front of me. I then hooked my fingers into my panties and tugged them down. Stepping out of them I sat down on the floor with my back to the settee, next to his leg. Xenia had turned her head to look at me and smiled. Half turning I rested my arms on his leg and stared straight at his cock. I knew I wanted it. I knew I wanted to suck it and lick it. I knew I was lost. I craned my neck and reached the top of his cock with my lips. I rubbed them around the head and then opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out which I then swirled around his cockhead. He watched me intently. I could taste the pre cum that had built up. Once his head was all wet I slid my lips down, running over the rim until they reached a way down his shaft. I felt the head of his cock in my mouth, brushing the roof. I began to bob my head up and down on the shaft keeping my lips tightly wrapped over it. I felt something warm touch me between the legs. I spun round to see Xenia who had crawled over with the butler still very much attached. Somehow she had managed to get all her clothes off, and was completely naked. Her face was pushing against me and I could feel her tongue licking along my pussy. I went back to sucking the cock in front of me. I felt hands gently hold my head, caressing my hair, touching my neck and running around to my throat. Without any warning whatsoever, I suddenly felt his cum shooting into my mouth. I stared up and he was simply watching me intently still, as if nothing was happening. The first shot threw me, it suddenly filled my mouth from nowhere and I had no choice but to swallow as quick as I could. He then shot two more loads, both less then the first. They swirled around my mouth; some leaking out the corners as my mouth maintained it’s up and down movement. Then I felt his cock pull back a bit before jerking upwards and another shot of cum spilled out into my mouth. I pulled my lips back over his shaft, letting the cum flow out around the corners of my mouth and run down his cock. I looked down at the head, all covered by cum, wads of it, thick and creamy, running down the sides, matting into his hair. I licked at the head, pushing the cum with my tongue over the head so it ran down the sides. Then I just rested my cheek on the pool of cum on his belly while Xenia continued to give my pussy long hard licks along its length. I could feel the cum against my cheek, still warm and sticky and very wet. Xenia’s tongue was driving into me a bit. It was having the desired effect. I twisted my head burying my mouth into the man’s belly, half biting him; half-moaning as I felt myself build up. I hadn’t realised how close I was and suddenly it was there. I howled like a wolf. Xenia held my hips while her tongue danced inside my pussy as I shuddered and shook to a climax like few others I had experienced. Xenia smiled at me. Then turned to face the butler who was now standing behind her head. Straight away she took his cock into her mouth and with one hand squeezing his balls started to suck at it. I slipped down behind her and cupped her breasts from behind in my hands. I began to roll the nipples between my fingers and gently bite into the side of her neck, licking and teasing with my tongue. Her long black hair hung down. I could see in every detail the large cock of the butler as it slid between her lips. I watched as her fingers played with his balls, pushing them around within the sack that hung low. By now the butler was steadying himself with his hands on her head. I guessed he was close to. Mauling her breasts I bit hard into the side of her neck. I heard her moan. The man behind me got off the settee and knelt next to me. He slipped his hand down under her bottom and between her legs. She jerked slightly as his fingers started to do their magic. Something splashed my forehead. I pulled back only to see the butler’s cock shooting spurts of thick cum directly into Xenia’s face, splashing all over her nose and cheeks and lips, which she was keeping closed. The butler came over and over, wads of cum landing all over her face, dripping down her cheeks, running off her chin, seaming over her lips, hanging off her face and dripping down on to her breasts and my hands. She started to cum suddenly. She moaned and jutted her head forward, engulfing the butler’s now half limp cum covered cock in her mouth. She pushed straight down to his crotch, the hair around his balls pushing into her face, his balls against her chin. Her eyes were tightly closed and she moaned over and over. I mauled hard at her breasts, biting and licking her neck. The man’s arm was moving really quickly, almost like he was fucking her with his fingers. Finally she released the butler’s cock and slumped forward. I let go and the man withdrew his hand. The butler zipped himself up and marched out of the room with a “I trust that will be all, sir.” We were led outside into the hallway and up the large staircase. Opening a door the man showed us into a huge bathroom. Along one side was a wall of mirrors. At the end of the room was a large bath, large enough to get several people in. Someone had already filled it and added several gallons of bubble bath by the look of all the bubbles floating around. Xenia hopped in and sat down with her back to the door. I followed her, sitting down, finding that the water was actually not very deep. The man undressed quickly and then got in behind me. “Now I want you on all fours Susan,” he told me. “Facing Xenia.” I did as I was told. Taking up the soap he soon had a creamy lather in his hands. He then began to slowly work this into my bottom and hips with both his hands. It felt lovely. He massaged my bottom and hips, then worked his way along my back. I could feel him kneeling behind me and sometimes his cock rubbed against my bottom. It was semi-hard. In front of me Xenia moved closer, her face near mine. She opened her mouth a little; I craned forward and stuck my tongue out. She did the same and our tongues played in mid-air with each other. It felt warm and soft unlike a man’s tongue. Her mouth closed over mine and my tongue licked around inside her mouth. Then pulled back a bit she knelt up and offered me one of her breasts. I closed my lips over the nipple, licking and sucking at it, drawing it into my mouth, pulling away and then releasing it, watching her breast shake and quiver each time I did that. Meanwhile the man’s hands had started to rub the creamy soap into my sides. I felt his hands close to my small breasts hanging down. His fingertips first brushed the sides until he moved his palms onto them. It felt so sexy has his hands roamed and slipped over my breasts. I could feel the creamy lather being massaged into my skin. My nipples by now were rock hard. Then cupping both my breasts he moved his hips against me and I felt his cock slip into my pussy. It felt so natural and easy, like in all the films, but hardly ever in real life. He began to thrust in and out of me ever so slowly and gently. I felt the water lapping at the back of my legs, and his waist bump into my bottom with every thrust. My teeth sunk into Xenia’s breast, pulling and chewing at her nipples. Her hands were holding my head to her. The man’s hands were cupping and squeezing my breasts. I started to push my hips back into his groin, gently grinding against him as he thrust into me. His fingers trapped my nipples between them, squeezing them as he continued to thrust his cock into me. I started to lick at Xenia’ s breasts, then raised my head to kiss her open mouth. Our tongues played duelling with each other. Suddenly I realised the bathroom door opened. In walked a boy, he couldn’t have been more then 16 years old. He had a robe on which he let slip from his shoulders. I just stared over Xenia’s shoulder at him. He was beautiful. He was slim with such smooth skin. There was nearly no hair on him. His legs were smooth, his tummy and chest were. There was some blonde hairs around his cock and balls, and other than his head, covered in long blonde hair, he was totally smooth. Xenia moved to the corner of the bath. The boy walked up and simply stepped in in front of me. He then sat on the edge of the bath. I stared at his smooth legs, I just knew I could eat this boy alive. He looked so pure, so innocent. I reached for the side of the bath and held on to his hips. Craning my head forward I begun to lick up the inside of his legs…sometimes biting the soft skin gently. He stayed still just watching me. I worked my way up along his leg until I got to the smooth ball sack. I began to lick that up and down. There was nothing I wouldn’t do for this boy. I licked all around his balls and then traced a line up along his cock until I got to the head. My lips slid over and engulfed it in my warm mouth, my tongue swirling around the head. Behind the man continued to fuck me slowly, his hands squeezing and massaging my breasts. Xenia was kneeling next to the man, kissing his chest and licking at his nipples. It looked so exciting in the mirror on the side. The boy’s cock was rock hard and was actually throbbing in my mouth. I slid my lips down the shaft as far as I could, pulled back and licked the head and then slid down again. I wanted this cock so much in side of my mouth and even in my throat. I didn’t know how to deep throat but this was the first time I had ever wanted to. I took him as deep as I could but it wasn’t comfortable and I felt I might gag. So I contented myself with sliding my lips back and forth over this lovely cock while my hands moved under his bottom, cupping the cheeks and pulling his groin nearer to my face. His cock throbbed and then suddenly seemed to expand at the head. Within seconds he was pumping his cum into my mouth. I swallowed as quickly as I could. There was so much of it, really thick and creamy. I let some of it stay in my mouth swirling around his still pumping cockhead. He must have pumped about six wads into my mouth until his cock became still. I wasn’t letting go and continued to suck and lick at it, playing with the cockhead as it started to grow small in my cum filled mouth. Finally I let it slide out of my mouth. He looked down at me. I opened my mouth so he could see the cum still there coating my teeth and tongue, then I leaned my head back and swallowed it all. I showed him my empty mouth. He smiled and kissed the tip of my nose. Behind me the man stopped thrusting into me and pulled his cock out. With one hand on my hips and the other wanking his cock he started to spray my back with shots of warm sticky cum. I watched it all in the mirror. Xenia licked and chewed at his chest while his cock spurted in front of him. I felt the cum land on my back in long stringy threads, warm and sticky. Finally he sat back in the bath. Xenia kneeled up and smiled at me. I rolled over letting the warm soapy water wash the cum off me. The boy remained where he was, watching us all with a smile on his face. After leaving the bathroom we went back down to the main room where tea, coffee, biscuits and cakes awaited us. We sat around, dressed in bathrobes, eating, drinking and talking. Xenia had known Andrew, (he finally introduced himself), for several years and it appears that she came to stay at the hotel once a year for the express purpose of visiting him. He paid for the entire trip. Apparently it was ‘inconvenient’ for her to stay the whole time. However he announced with a smile, ‘we both could stay tonight if we wished.’ Xenia looked at me. “So…” I smiled, “I’ll have to make a phone call, but other then that, I don’t have any objections.” We lounged around chatting and Xenia asked Andrew to call the butler in. He did and a minute later the butler entered the room. “You rang Sir?” “Could you walk over here please?” Xenia asked him. He went over to her and stood in front of her. She leaned forward in her chair and undid his trousers fishing out his soft cock. Her lips engulfed it in one go and she started to suck hard at it. I could see the way her head started to move up that in her mouth his cock was getting hard. Other than that he stayed impassive. Simply staring ahead. Her hands meanwhile were tugging his trousers and underpants down. She wrapped her hands around his bottom, cupping the cheeks and then started to push and pull his hips so that his cock was thrusting in to her mouth. It seemed silly to carry on talking to Andrew so we both sat there and watched. His hand slid into my robe and I felt his fingers brush my nipple gently, circling around and around it. Xenia pulled her head back from the butler, his cock stood there long and stiff, wet and shiny from her mouth. She leaned back into the chair and told him to lean forward, bracing himself with his hands on the back of the chair. “I want you to fuck my mouth.” She told him. He did just that, his cock pushing against her cheek and then slid into her mouth. He started to thrust his hips, long and short strokes, sometimes fast, at other times slow. Xenia just sat back, her mouth taking it all. Her eyes were closed, she seemed in another world. Andrew’s hand caressed and stroked my nipple, sometimes clasping it between his thumb and forefinger, other times rubbing it gently. I started to feel turned on by what was happening. The whole scene, Xenia getting her mouth virtually raped by this large cock, and me sitting next to a near naked man who was fondling my small titties. Suddenly Andrew announced, “I’m not sure I’ll manage the whole show, but here goes.” He slipped off the settee and knelt down in front of me. Parting my legs he crawled between them. Taking his cock in his hand he started to rub it against my pussy. He pushed it just slightly in at the top, just touching my clit. And then rubbed it around on that. After everything else tonight it was almost too much. I started to shake and tremble. Then he pushed his cock into me; I felt it slide all the way along my pussy. He put both his hands on to my breasts and massaged the palms around and around. His hips were thrusting in and out in long hard strokes. I could hardly watch Xenia; it was just so intense. My eyes closed and my head lolled right back into the settee cushions. He must have leant forward for I felt his mouth and lips press against my neck, his tongue first licking and then his teeth scraping against my soft flesh. Now if there is one thing that will send me over the edge everytime it’s my neck being bitten. My legs just wrapped themselves around his bottom, gripping him and pulling him tighter against me. Forcing his cock all the way in so that his balls and hair dug into me. His teeth carried on scraping and biting my neck, nibbling below the ear. At one point I twisted around to see Xenia still getting that large cock thrust in and out of her mouth. Her hands were now rubbing the Butler’s hips, urging him on. Andrew’s mouth found mine and we kissed long and deeply, his tongue shooting into my mouth, licking around mine, our tongue fencing with each other. I grabbed his head tried to pull his mouth harder onto mine, wanting all of him, wanting to merge with him. This was pure animal lust now. Nothing else existed in the world at this moment. It was just the four of us. I noticed that the butler was now moaning. I turned to see he had pulled out of her mouth, she was gripping his cock by one hand and it twitched once or twice and then suddenly a string of cum shot out and flew across the few inches between it and her mouth. It just went straight in, disappeared into her mouth. She didn’t appear to swallow or anything, and, just as another shot flew in, the first lot started to roll out and dribble over her lips and chin. It hung there for a moment, the string getting longer before it snapped half way down and dropped onto her breasts. He spurted about four times, all of them landing directly into her open mouth. She then leaned forward and wiped his cock over her cheeks and nose and mouth. Then she turned to look at us, cum covering her chin, dripping off onto her breasts, rolling down her neck. Even Andrew stopped for a minute to look. I knew I was close, and suddenly it hit me. It came rolling through like some train, starting inside and moving out until I was screaming and shaking uncontrollably. I had never known it so intense. I rode it for a short while then had to push Andrew away; it was just too much. I lay there panting. He smiled down at me, “I would never have finished anyway,” he smiled. “I think men who say they can do it more then twice in a evening are either lying or should be worshipped as an example to us all.” He crawled over to Xenia. He knelt between her open legs and pushed his head into her pussy, licking and tonguing her. The Butler meanwhile took ‘care of the top’ (his words), and started to maul and suck her breasts. I was truly shagged out by now, and could only lie there watching. Andrew slid his hands under her bottom, lifting her partly up off the chair and planting her more firmly on his face. He was pressed so close to her. His head moved up and down, back and forwards in as much as it could. She had her back arched and her head was digging into the back of the chair. I saw her hands gripping the edge of the seat, her knuckles white. Her long black hair was spilled all around; her eyes were shut tight. Her breasts were jutted out and the butler’s mouth was firmly fixed to one. She was moaning deeply, again and again. I wonder how long she could make this last. I could see Andrew’s hands clutching at her bottom cheeks, his fingers digging in, leaving marks whenever they moved. Her legs by now were draped over his back, her ankles pushing against him. Her moans grew louder and then her chest started to heave up and down. Suddenly she let out a long “Aaaaaahhhhhh!” and her body fell quite limp. Both the butler and Andrew pulled back. “I do believe we have exhausted her, Charles.” Andrew said. Xenia lay there, head turned to me…and she could barely manage a smile. A RIDE IN THE COUNTRY Part 2 Xenia and myself had arranged to return to the mansion house two days later. This time I was dressed for the occasion, wearing a white blouse, short white skirt, and white stockings, suspenders, bra and pants. At the hotel I found Xenia waiting for me. She looked great, tall with her wild flowing black hair; she was wearing a long black backless dress. I asked what she was wearing under it all. I could already see she wasn’t wearing any bra. “Stockings and suspenders” she said. She made no mention of panties. We drove through the darkened countryside again until we found the house. The butler was waiting. Shown into the large room we found Andrew waiting. He had a long dressing gown on. We had some drinks before he asked us to follow him upstairs. We were led into a large bedroom with a massive four poster bed. Andrew produced four lengths of silk. He told Xenia that her dress would be removed. At that point the butler and the 16-year-old boy walked in. The butler was dressed normally, the boy had a pair of underpants on and that was it, I felt myself getting hot at the sight of him. His skin was so smooth and soft looking, no hair on his body, I could see the bugle in his pants where that cock was laying. They walked up to Xenia, the boy in front, the butler behind. The man told me to sit next to him on a large double chair. Then the butler and the boy started to feel Xenia all over, their hands running up and down her dress, massaging her breasts within her dress, feeling between her legs. Her head lolled back and her eyes closed as four hands caressed, fondled and rubbed her all over. Looking at Andrew’s lap I could see under his gown he was getting a hard on. Watching Xenia I slid my hand over to his chest and then worked it into the gown. I moved down along his tummy until his cockhead touched my fingers. I gripped it gently between my fingers and started to rub it up and down. It pushed out of the gown, and I could see the head appearing from the skin like an acorn as I rubbed back and forth. A drop of pre cum started to emerge from the eye, and with one finger I rubbed it into the head. Meanwhile Xenia was moaning as the hands were slowly rubbing her dress down, her full breasts were exposed, partly hidden by her long black shiny hair that hung around her shoulders. Little by little they urged the dress down, ensuring they touched and played with her all over. I looked at the boys pants and saw his lovely cock all hard inside of them straining to get out. Finally she was standing there in just her stockings and suspender belt. The boy walked over to us and held out his hand for the pieces of silk. I couldn ’t resist; his crotch was so close to my face. I leaned forward and started to lick his pants over the outline of that lovely hard cock laying there, pointing to his left hip. He thrust his waist forward and I clasped the shaft with my lips, wetting through his pants with my tongue while my hand rammed back and forth over Andrew’s cock. He let me lick and suck at his cock through his pants for a minute before walking back to Xenia. She was laid on the bed and they gently bound her hands and feet to the four posts. They left her a lot of movement. They wanted her to feel safe and that she could move, but still be unable to stop the nice things no doubt they had planned for her. Then, standing on either side of her the butler and the boy started to caress her with their tongues. Long licks along her body; sometimes moving all the way along her leg, another circling her nipple, then moving elsewhere. Xenia just rolled around, moaning, gasping as the tongues assaulted her. Keeping my eyes firmly on her I laid my head on Andrew’s tummy and took the head of his cock into my mouth. My tongue swirled around the head, licking and teasing it. My hand dug his balls out of the gown and cupped them, squeezing and massaging them. One of Andrew’s hands moved to my side and then started to caress my breasts through my blouse. It felt so natural to lay here, his cock just in my mouth, not trying to do anything other then lick and tease it while his hand lazily caressed my breast. Xenia on the other hand was thrashing around on the bed unable to escape the two tongues licking and teasing her body. By now the Butler had his head between her legs and I could guess he was thrusting his tongue in and out of her pussy. The boy was licking her tummy and breasts, sometimes fondling them with his hands, but mainly licking and stabbing at them with his tongue. I could see the butler slide his hands under Xenia’s bottom and then lift it slightly above the bed. His hands were cupping her cheeks, mauling and squeezing them. The boy had both hands around one breast, his head glued to the nipple, pulling it away from her and then letting go, then sinking back down over it. Xenia’s head was arched all the way back, she was moaning, her legs were jerking from side to side. Andrew’s hips begin to move up and down, thrusting his cock slowly into my mouth, which I left open, just letting him softly fuck my face. His hand was cupping my breast now, squeezing the nipple between his fingers. Finally he asked me to stop and told me to sit up. Standing up he walked over to the bed. The butler pulled away and Andrew then knelt onto the bed between Xenia ’s legs. He lifted her bottom with one hand and slid her on and over his legs. His other hand held his cock pointing it to her pussy. He slid her straight on to it. He began to rock himself back and forth, his hands holding her hips. I walked over and watched. I could see with each backward stroke that almost all his cock was coming out of her pussy before plunging in again. The butler walked around the bed and said, “Excuse me Miss, could you?” and offered his cock to me. I sat on the edge of the bed and guided him so that his cock touched my lips. Opening my mouth I engulfed the head of his cock. I let my tongue swirl around it before I started to move my head back and forth along the shaft. His hands stroked my breasts as I did so, brushing the nipples with his finger, sometimes pinching them. I clasped his bottom tightly with both hands and wanked his cock with my lips. I could hear Xenia behind me moaning and groaning. The butler said, “Oh Miss, you don’t mind?” I looked up and saw his eyes were shut, his head arching back. Suddenly a shot of cum filled my mouth, all sticky and salty, really thick. I pulled away and grasped his cock with both hands, aiming at my face. I saw the head swell and then out fired another long string of cum that hit my nose and open mouth. I could feel it hanging from my mouth, and rolling over my lips. I formed my lips into a small ‘O’ and then put them at the tip of his cockhead just as a third and fourth wad of cum shot out, flooding my mouth, covering my teeth and tongue. I pulled away and saw some cum hanging off the end of his cock. I pulled his cock to my face and wiped it against my cheek, feeling the warm cum smearing over my skin. The cum in my mouth was thick and gluey. I opened my lips and let it flow out, running over my chin and dripping on to my breasts and lap. I then pushed my face into his groin and rubbed it all around his semi hard cock and balls. When I pulled away he just stared at my cum covered face, all wet and shiny with smears of cum all over it. Turning to look at Xenia I saw her getting fucked by Andrew, with the boy kneeling behind her head, feeding his cock into her mouth. I think she was deep throating him a bit, he certainty hadn’t looked that small last time. I could see her throat rise and bugle a little. He didn’t move very much, just left her to it. Anyway that didn’t last for more then half a minute before she gestured for him to pull out a bit. He left just the head in her mouth and I could see her tongue appearing as she licked around it. I lay back on the bed next to her. The butler copied Andrew and knelt between my legs; his cock hard again. I felt it brush against my pussy before he thrust it into me. His hands cupped my bottom, mauling and squeezing the cheeks as his cock thrust back and forth into me. Oh it was lovely. I could feel his big hard cock pushing deep into me. The boy knelt at the back of both our heads, holding his cock up over our faces. I strained up and sticking my tongue out gave the underside of the head some little jabs and licks. Xenia tried the same. I couldn’t get over how smooth and soft his body looked. Yet at 16 I wouldn’t have given him a second glance. He moved his wet cock all over our faces and we lapped it up. Suddenly Andrew pulled out of Xenia and crawled up over her tummy. Holding his cock with one hand he jerked his hips once and then his cum started gushing out like a shower, not connected in long strings, but drips and spots of it flying out over her breasts and throat. It landed everywhere, spotting her entire chest. Her nipples stood hard and upright, I could see some cum had landed on one, white on brown, it looked good. He started to wank his cock back and forth draining the last drops out which dribbled on to the underside of her breasts. By now she had sucked the boy cock into her mouth and was moaning loudly as the cum splashed all over her. Her mouth working his cock in a frenzy. Andrew moved one hand behind himself and I suppose must have pushed it into her pussy. Within seconds she shook to a trembling halt, unable to even keep that cock in her mouth. She lay still panting. Andrew sat astride her chest and watched as the butler continued to plunge his cock in and out of me. I saw the boy’s hands reach over me and clutch at my small little breasts, mauling and rubbing them. His smooth tummy was hanging over me and with my tongue I traced a long lick along it. Sadly his cock was too far behind me and I couldn’t reach that. I felt his mouth suck hard at one of my breasts, sucking the nipple in between his teeth, his tongue wildly licking at it. Then the butler started to grunt. The boy leapt off me to stand beside the bed watching as the butler pulled his cock from my pussy and kneeling up he started to wank it quickly. Within seconds cum was flying out of that massive head and spraying me all over my tummy and titties. I could feel the warm wet drops landing on my skin. He shot three times before sinking back down. I raised my head and saw the cum all over my chest and tummy, some of it running down my sides, some of it gathering together in pools on my tummy. The rest slipping and sliding around my breasts. I told the boy to sit astride my breasts. It felt good to feel his skin sink down, smearing all the cum on to my breasts. With one hand I started to wank his cock over my face. I wanted to see it cum this time. To help him I stuck my tongue out, letting it brush the underside of his cock as I rubbed back and forth. By now he was well gone already and within seconds I felt his cock twitch and swell in my hand. It was almost slow motion; his cock head pulled back slightly, swelled up at the same time and suddenly out gushed a great wad of cum shooting out over my face and landing in my hair and on my forehead. I raised my head and got my lips around the end just as another wad shot out. I wasn’t prepared for the force as it hit the back of my mouth causing me to fall back. I lay there, my mouth open, pushing the thick creamy cum out with my tongue so it flowed out of the left side of my mouth. I heard Andrew gasp at the sight. The boy’s hand flew up and down his cock. A third wad of it, all stringy came out and landed in a line along my cheek to my hair. I felt it break as it started to slide down. A fourth and fifth lot shot out, both ending up landing on and around my mouth. I could feel a thread of it stretching over my lips. I teased it very gently with my tongue until it broke. The boy settled back, smiling down at the creamy mess that was my face. Dried cum from the butler, and his wet sticky cum slipping and sliding around. Xenia had got one hand free and I felt it reach for mine and grasp it gently. I turned to her, we smiled together. The butler then handed me a towel. Andrew told us we would have some more fun later. He showed us to two shower rooms and gave us some towels. I guessed we were staying the night again. After the showers Xenia and I met up in the bedroom again. We dressed, only our underclothes, and then decided to go downstairs to see what would happen next. I was just about to open the door when Xenia said, “Wait!” I turned and straight away Xenia held me hard against the cold wood door, her mouth seeking mine, her tongue pushed hard into my mouth. One hand clutched my breast within my bra; the other slid into my panties and I felt her finger run along my pussy. I just lay back against the door; my arms out outstretched above my head. Her tongue was pushing deep into my mouth while her finger pushed into my moist pussy. It made me stand on tiptoe. As sudden as she began she pulled away, “I wanted to do that all night.” She said. I smiled and kissed her cheek. We went downstairs. Entering the big room we found Andrew sitting on a chair dressed in his gown again. He called us over. We walked up to him then he told us to kneel down in front of his legs. Putting a hand on top of each of our heads he drew us towards his groin. Xenia parted his gown to reveal his stiff cock there. We both craned forward, licking and sucking and biting at the cockhead and the shaft. Sometimes we kissed each other over his cock, or even tried to do that while sucking at the head. He watched us intently, as was his way. I pulled back to watch Xenia lick and suck his cock. She looked beautiful, that long silky black hair hanging down around her shoulders, trailing along his legs and groin. Her pouting mouth moving gently up and down Andrew’s shaft. Those large eyes of her, watching his face. Her long slender fingers wrapped around his shaft. Her full breasts were squashed up against the inside of his legs. I run a finger along her back, over her suspender belt and gently caressed her bottom as her head fell up and down on his cock I then knelt behind her, moving my hands around her sides to cup her breasts, pinching the nipples between my fingers as she sucked away like a little baby. Suddenly I was doing something I swore I would never do. I laid down on my back, pushed her bottom up into the air, slid under her, and then cupping her cheeks, pulled her pussy down on to my mouth. I had my eyes tightly closed; somehow it had made it easier to do that way. I opened my mouth and felt her pussy sink down against my teeth, I just pushed my tongue up and stuck it into her. I had never done anything like this and had no idea if I was doing it right, but she seemed to like it. I felt her hips gently undulate on my face, and her pussy pushed down on to my mouth. An unseen pair of hands parted my legs and almost instantly I felt a mouth descend over my pussy, and a tongue push into to the top, touching at my clit. The tongue moved back and forth over it. I arched my hips back and with my hands pulled Xenia down hard against my face. I was close to coming and I knew it. The hands clenched my bottom really hard, squeezing and mauling at the cheeks. The tongue pushed hard against my clit and I thrust my tongue back and forth into Xenia’s pussy. It must have got to her too as we both started to shake at the same time. It was hard to keep going but I did. My legs wrapped themselves around the unknown head, pulling him hard into my pussy. I suppose Xenia had stopped sucking Andrew by now. Suddenly she pulled off me and lay down quickly, her finger jabbing at her pussy as she pushed herself over the edge. I managed to raise my head before recognising that slim hairless body of the boy; his head buried deep between my legs. I thrashed around against his head before pushing him away, the feelings too intense to continue. Andrew slid off the chair and knelt sideways onto my face. His cock hovered there, about eight inches above me. He jerked it once or twice with his hand and then held it tightly as he let out a long moan. His cum dribbled out the end, falling in a long half-connected string on to my cheek and mouth, which I opened wide. I felt the hot wet cum touch my tongue and slide to the back of my mouth. For a second the thread to his cock was complete then it broke and fell over my teeth. More came out, a half shot that just missed my face, and then a load that dripped out, splashing down into my open mouth, coating my lips and tongue, spotting my chin. I swirled my tongue around in my open mouth so he could watch it mixing and moving his sticky cum around. He then leant forward so his cock lowered itself to my mouth. I grasped the end with my lips just as a third and last load poured out of the end. I let it wash its way to the back of my mouth before swallowing it. He sat back, then pulled my bra down below one of my breasts and leaned over and kissed the nipple before standing up. “I think the boy needs some attention he said.” Xenia looked at me and we smiled. Crawling on all fours over to him we pushed him back and on to the floor. Xenia started to rub her breasts over his face. I started to lick his legs, from the toes to his hips; I wanted to eat him alive. I let my tongue wander up along his leg, long hard licks, trailing along. Then up on the insides of his leg, then back to the knees again. I still don’t know what it was about him, maybe he looked so pure and clean, but I could have done anything. Xenia was kneeling next to him with her breasts being wiped over his face. He had one hand behind her and was caressing her bottom with it. I knelt on the other side of his head with my chest over his tummy so I could start to tease his cock with my tongue. He soon got the hint and his other hand started to play with my bottom and caressed me between the legs. With one hand I raised his erect cock up from his tummy a little way. Then I stuck my tongue out, circling it around and over the head. I could feel it twitch as I did so. His finger probed into my pussy and then started to finger fuck me. I guessed he was doing the same to Xenia. I saw Andrew get up and kneel behind Xenia. His hands joined the boy’s and he started to caress and touch her hips and bottom. Eventually his cock got hard again and he knelt up, rubbing his cock against her pussy. At some point it must have slipped into her, she moaned suddenly and jerked forward a little, still sensitive from her last cum. But she straightaway went back to rubbing the boy’s face with her breasts. She told me after it was heaven. He just kept his mouth open and wagged his tongue about. Her pushing her breasts down meant they would scrape across his teeth, and sometimes his tongue would dart out to lick them. Occasionally he’d trap one in his mouth sucking at it really hard before releasing it. I kept on licking and teasing his cock while his finger played inside my pussy, swirling around, thrusting in and out, moving back and forwards. I could hear the slapping of Andrew’s hips against Xenia’s bottom as he plunged his cock back and forth into her. I sat up and then went over to the boy’s waist. There I sat astride him, holding his cock in my hand, positioning it at the entrance of my pussy. I pushed the head inside and then simply sunk straight down until his balls hit my bum. Oh it was wonderful feeling that cock slide in me like that. Pressing my hands down on his chest I started to rock my hips up and down, letting his cock almost slide out of me before falling back down on it. His hands reached up and started to press my breasts to me, mauling and ravishing them. By now Xenia had crawled away and was laying on her side with Andrew behind her, hands on her hips, and no doubt his cock thrusting in and out of her, I could see his hips move back and forth. I leaned forward and raped the boy’s mouth with my tongue, pushing deep into his mouth, stroking and caressing his tongue with mine. He knew what he liked, and didn’t take his hands off my breasts once. I felt the nipples being squeezed between his fingers. My hips kept lifting off his groin; his cock kept plunging into me. Suddenly I felt his legs rise behind me and he started to thrust back and forth. I lifted my pussy away a bit to give him the room he needed for his thrusting. With my tongue deep in his mouth his movements told me he was coming. I heard him moan in his throat and then after a few seconds his legs fell down and his thrusting stopped. I licked his face before rolling off him to lie side by side. Turning my head I looked at Xenia. Andrew was lying on his back with her next to him. She was kissing his chest and with one hand wanking his cock. Suddenly he too tensed; his hips jerked and then white thin cum splashed out of his cock, spraying his tummy and groin. There wasn’t much of it. Xenia wanked it for a little while longer before it started to go all soft on her. Then she kissed him on the mouth before announcing she wanted another shower. We left there shortly afterwards. FIRST DAY, FRENCH MAID FIRST DAY, FRENCH MAID I had applied for the job at the hotel several days before. It was a hotel in the countryside, and catered for businessmen. The interviewer told me that I had to be broad minded and ready to handle most situations on my own. For that I would receive a much higher then usual wage plus tips, what the customers gave me, and a percentage of what was left at the main desk. It sounded too good to be true, but I took the job, wondering what was really involved. I’m slim, have long straight blonde hair, small breasts, and 19 years old. I arrived at 6:30 and was immediately told to change into my uniform. I was surprised to see what that uniform was. (I had already been told to wear white underwear). There before me hung several uniforms from size 10 to 12 only. They consisted of white stockings, suspender belt, a short mini black dress and a little white apron. I was beginning to catch on by what they meant when they said I needed to be broadminded. After changing I was told to see the manager. I entered his office. He was about 45, heavy set, with short black hair. I told him my name. He asked if I understood the requirements of the job, I told him I thought I did. He asked me to turn around, which I did. He then asked me to bend forward a little,…I did that too. From where he was sitting I could guess he was looking at my bottom and my white panties…the dress was really very short. “Oh yes, you’ll do.” He told me. He then gave me a warning. “Whatever happens here is up to you. But we look after our staff and our good name. So if for any reason you decline a situation, we will back you up fully. Any situation that occurs is if you want it too. I find we get the best from our staff that way.” I was beginning to enjoy this. My mind was racing, ‘situations’, mmmmmhh; I wondered what that would actually mean. I didn’t have long to find out. At 8am I was sent up to a room with the breakfast tray. I knocked and was told to come in. A young man was lying in bed looking at me. He was about 25, with blonde hair, and very good looking. “Morning sir.” I said walking over to the beside table where I put the tray. He looked me up and down. Then smiled. “You’re new.” “First day sir.” I told him, hands clasped behind my back, smiling. He smiled again, “Look, would you mind re arranging my pillows a little, maids do it so much better.” Now I guessed. “Yes of course Sir.” I leaned over him and began to arrange the pillows, his face was near my throat, I could imagine him looking down the front of my dress at my breasts, held in that little white bra. I was getting horny. He raised his head up and I felt his lips brush my throat. I stood back, “Sir?” “Don’t worry,” he smiled, “Please carry on.” I leaned over him again, only to find his head returned and he started to lick my throat while I moved the pillows. These pillows were going to take a long time to re arrange I decided. I pushed upwards a little and felt his lips caress the upward swell of the top of my breasts. Then I felt his hand touch the back of my leg and slowly caress it’s way up to my bottom. He lazily circled the cheeks with his fingers while I remained leaning over him. Then his finger moved to between my legs, stroking gently my pussy through my panties. “I think there’s something under these sheets, could you check?” He asked. I was about to suggest the same seeing that there was an outline of something long about where his hips would be. “Of course Sir, I’d be glad too.” I slide a hand over his chest and under the sheets…I let my fingers drag along his smooth chest, down his tummy, and then finally felt something touch it, hard and slightly wet. “There is,” I told him. My fingers caressed the hard yet soft head of his cock. “Perhaps you had better take a closer look.” He told me. I didn’t need to be asked twice. My head swooped down to his chest where I gave him a couple of long licks across before sliding under the sheets, downward. I could see in the half-light the head of his cock pointing straight up at me. I brushed my lips against it before opening my mouth and sucking the warm head into my mouth. He moaned and I started to swirl my tongue around the head. With my hand I pulled back the skin letting the top slide out completely and pushed my lips down to just below the rim of his cock head. Holding it there in my warm mouth I began to gently wank his cock with my hand. His hands were busy too. One was holding my head, caressing my hair with his fingers. The other one had found it’s way into my pussy and was gently finger fucking me. I pulled away to ask him if there was anything else he required but he said ‘no’ and explained he was really happy with what I was doing so far. I was a bit disappointed, I wanted to fuck him, but then I was working and he was a guest here. I kept moving my hand up and down that shaft, keeping his head in my mouth, licking over the top of his cock while I did so. I heard him say how nicely I was doing that. With my other hand I gently started to squeeze his balls, sort of milking him. I took the head of his cock from my mouth and started to lick and bite the side of the shaft down to his balls, which I then licked before planting his cock back into my mouth. I held his cock tightly now, pushing the sheet off me. Holding it up straight at the ceiling I then started to bop my head up and down on it. I just used my hand to steady it while my lips did the work. After a minute or two I heard him warn me that he was going to come. I held my ground…I didn’t want to spoil the sheets did I? I kept on bobbing my head up and down on his cock until suddenly a great wad of warm stick cum shot into my mouth. I swallowed quickly as another and another wad shot out the end of his cock. My hand was squeezing his balls quite hard now and his legs were jerking up and down. He was moaning a lot, but I believe it wasn’t about the service. Finally he stopped pumping and his cock started to grow small in my mouth. I kept licking until it was very soft and tiny. I looked at him. He had his eyes half closed. “That’s was outstanding.” He told me. “Thank you.” His finger was still playing with me but I needed more then that. “It’s ok,” I said and then looked down at his hand. He smiled and withdrew. “A tip for the lady,” he said. “My wallet is in my side jacket pocket on the chair, I think a fifty is in order.” Wow, and for something I enjoyed, “Thank you sir,” was all I could really say. A minute later I was outside, £50 richer. Back downstairs I killed time for a while before being sent to another room. “He wants his bath cleaned.” I was told. I went up stairs and found the room. Knocking I found a man in his 50’s standing there in a dressing gown. He was over weight, and had grey hair. But he looked ok and seemed friendly enough. “It’s my bath, would you mind cleaning it young lady?” I bowed and went to the bathroom. It didn’t seem dirty at all, but still, I could guess at the routine. I knelt down on my knees and bent over the bath , which I started to wash and wipe with a cloth. I heard him come in behind me and soon I felt his hands gently hold my hips. I carried on wiping the bath, knowing that the tops of my legs must be showing by now. I could guess the view he had. He squeezed my hips a couple of times and then let his hands wander down to the sides of my legs, and then back up, but this time under my dress. He enjoyed that for a time and then raised my skirt over my back. I felt him kiss my bottom cheeks and then his tongue traced along the line of my panties. I wriggled a little but continued to wipe the bath. I was enjoying this. His fingers slid into the tops of my panties and then he slowly rolled them down over my bottom until they were around my knees. I heard him fumble and then felt his cock suddenly touch my pussy. I pushed back a little and the head slipped in. “My goodness, we are keen.” Was all he said. Holding my hips he started to push his cock into me more, and I was more than ready for this after my first visit to a room this morning. His long cock started to thrust in and out as he held my hips tightly in his hands. I pushed back each time to meet his thrusts. One of his hands slide under me and clutched at my breasts through my uniform. I felt his fingers knead my breast, squeezing the now hard nipple between his fingers through the material. He slowly managed to undo the top three buttons, then ravished my breasts and bra with his hand. The other one he used to push my hips back and forth against him. I could feel the build up within myself and then I started to come…it was great…long and intense. I lost some of my power then but he made up for it with his thrusts. Suddenly he yelled he was going to come and ordered me to sit facing him with my back to the bath. I spun round and slid to the floor. He held his cock in his hand and aimed it just below my chin. Suddenly I saw the head widen and a spurt of creamy coloured cum flew out and hit my throat where it started to run down to my half-exposed breasts. He pointed his cock downwards and aimed the next few spurts at the tops of my breasts. Spurt after spurt flew out, spotting my uniform and breasts and bra. It felt warm and sticky; there was a string of it from my shoulder to my left breast. It started too slide down in gobs. He then wiped his cock against my chest before standing back to admire his handiwork. “Wonderful little girl.” He said again and again. Finally he walked out of the bathroom and came back in with two £20 notes. “There you go girl, you come back this afternoon with my tea and I’ll double it.” I went downstairs and asked one of the girls about my uniform. She told me to shower and she would get me a uniform. I started to take my clothes off but suddenly she stopped me. “It’s up to you,” she said, “But there’s an old gent in room 42, he loves nothing better than to watch one of us have a shower. He’s not very demanding either.” So taking a towel I went up to the room and knocked. Walking in I found he was still in bed. At first I wasn’t sure what to say but he must have been used to this, “Go on my dear, head for the shower if that’s what you want.” I did just that. Removed the old uniform and stepped in. I didn’t draw the curtain. I started to soap myself all over and then the door opened. He walked in. He must have been 70. He was thin and gaunt, but he stood upright and seemed nice enough. He had a robe on which he soon managed to get his hand under and I could see he was playing with his cock. I needed to be clean so I made a special show of soaping my breasts and pussy. He loved that. Once or twice he reached out and fondled my breast and bottom. Just running his hands over them, “For old times sake.” He said. His cock was now out of the robe. It was thin and short and he was pumping it up and down. I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to do so I reached for it and started to wank it for him. He seemed to like that and kept closing his eyes. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to suck it, it didn’t look so nice but I figured that at his age it would be a treat. I knelt down in the shower and put my face close to his groin. “Oh yes.” He muttered. Opening my mouth I popped the thin cock in and then closed my lips around the shaft. I swirled my tongue around the top, then started to move my head back and forth. He had to actually steady himself by holding onto my head and shoulders. I could feel his hips start to thrust a little. His cock felt nice in my mouth, being small meant I could play with it with my tongue more then normal. I pushed it from side to side and sucked and licked at it. Suddenly he called out, “Miracle!” and then I felt a small wad of come pour out the end. I opened my mouth letting it slide out over my lips and chin. More cum oozed out the end, it didn’t spurt, but for him I think even this was something. I let it ooze out over my tongue, then let it slide off over my lips and drip on to my legs and the shower basin. He shook his head, “If only you knew how long that’s been…” he said. I felt so wonderful. I guess the other girls hadn’t done anything like this for him, they probably just wanked him off. He asked me to stay with him a while after I had finished my shower. I did, and for an hour he talked to me, telling me his experiences in the war when he was 20, and various other things. I found it interesting to hear things like that. At the end he told me he had kept me long enough and gave me a large tip. I handed some of it back, telling him I was happy enough with half of what he had given me. He seemed so overcome I thought he was going to cry. It was now mid day. I had lunch and chatted with some of the other girls. The rule was we couldn’t talk about what went on in the rooms except in a very general way. “It’s ok here,” one said, “No one ever pushes you into anything, and if you don’t like the look of someone you just say ‘no’. Though they like it if you then send someone else up.” It seemed that nearly all the guests knew what services were provided, though those that didn’t were kept in the dark. All girls had been told never to make the first step. The rest of the afternoon passed off uneventfully. I was summoned to various rooms, but it was for real chambermaids work rather then specials. The old man in 42 didn’t call me back, I suspected it was because he was still getting over what had happened…I hoped so at least. FRENCH MAID – Day 2 My second day saw me doing normal chambermaid duties until about 9:30 when I was sent up to a room on the top floor. After knocking I went in to find a young man in his late 20s standing there in a sports jackets and casual trousers. He said his name was Mick, [Hello, well you keep writing me so I thought you’d like a role in this story, hope you aren’t angry]. He asked me to go to the window and then just lean forward with my arms resting on the ledge. I did as I was told. He walked up behind me and then I felt him gently lift my skirt up and place it over my back. He muttered “Nice, oh very nice” and then he started to slowly stroke the backs of my legs with his fingertips. That really got to me. It was difficult to keep still. Slowly he worked his fingers up to my bottom, caressing and fondling the cheeks and my hips. Then I heard him kneel down and he started to kiss the backs of my legs, followed by licking along them and moving upwards. I moaned. Finally he reached my panties, not a moment too soon, which he carefully pulled down to my knees. Then, without warning, he simply thrust his face into my pussy, his tongue ramming into me. Talk about standing on tiptoe, I almost fell out the bloody window! It was pure heaven. He then started simply to tongue fuck me really hard; his tongue thrusting in and out, sometimes up and down and sometimes even in a circle. I was gripping the window ledge really hard, it was almost hurting. I managed to push back once or twice, but mostly I felt too weak to do anything much except hold on for dear life. His hands meanwhile were either holding my hips or sometimes fondling my breasts through my dress. At one point I managed to undo the first two buttons and encourage him to actually touch them, he didn’t seem to mind that at all. All the time his tongue rentlessly attacked my pussy…and I was very close to the edge, in more ways then one. And suddenly I was there,…moaning, head lolled right back, eyes closed, mouth open, hips thrusting back on to his face. Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh…oh god! Yes did I come. For a few seconds more he licked around my pussy then, thankfully by now, he stopped. He sat back on the carpet, breathing hard. “That was wonderful.” I said, and meant it. He smiled. “On the bed please miss.” “Of course, sir,” I replied as I climbed on to the double bed. He joined me and popped both of my breasts out of my bra. Straight away his mouth covered one breast while he used his hand and fingers on the other one. I felt my nipple being sucked up between his teeth; I felt them bite it carefully while his tongue flicked across it. He did everything he could to my breasts with his mouth, licked, sucked, run his lips over them…they were getting the full treatment, and all I had to do so far was lay back…just who was the guest in this hotel? He kept on my breasts for ten minute before telling me that he was worked up enough to finish himself. “Where may I?” He asked. That knocked me out. “Anyway you wish.” I mean I had to show gratefulness didn’t I? He knelt up and moved over to the side of my face. “Just lay there please, with your mouth open if you don’t mind.” Who was I to refuse? It was the first time I had had a good look at his cock. It was a bit bigger then normal, with a purple head poking out of the skin…like an acorn. I’d loved to have popped that in my mouth, but we had been told never to make moves, only to go along with what the guests wanted. So I lay there, mouth wide open. He rubbed his cock a few times, exposing more of the head, back and forth and then suddenly he stopped, his neck muscle stood out he started intently at my face. From the tip of his cock poured forth a stream of milky cream cum, which dribbled straight into and around my mouth. It poured all over my tongue and coated my teeth and lips. It didn’t come in spurts, but just a steady stream…(he must have done this before!). I was amazed; this was something I had never seen. I felt it run around my mouth, slipping into my throat, down my tongue, sliding off my teeth. Some of it that had dribbled onto my lips and chin slid down my neck, making me go all goosebumpy. He smiled at me. I pushed my tongue out, making a lot of it pour out over my lips and joining the stuff already sliding down my neck. He leaned forward so his softening cock touched my face…I twisted a little and sucked the soft head into my mouth, swirling it around with his cum, that seemed to knock him out a bit too. Finally I let it fall from my mouth. “I’ll get a towel for you.” He said, A true gentleman to the end. I returned downstairs for a shower and a rest. The manager then asked me to come to his office. I was a little worried, what did this mean? I went in. He told me to take a seat and then asked me how I liked the job. I told him I was enjoying it far more then I had through. He said he had been getting very good reports about me, and that a guest had left a present from yesterday. It was from the old man who had checked out earlier this morning. It turned out it was a note simply saying ‘thank you’ and some vouchers for Harrods of all places for £150! “He’ll be back,” the manager told me, “On condition that you are still here.” He seemed pleased with me and told me that any doubts about my suitably for this job were well gone. “Consider yourself as part of the team.” I though, here we go; now I have to service him, but no, he said that was all, and sent me on my way. I asked one of the other girls who had just finished in a room, “Oh, he never gets involved, it’s just a job as far as he’s concerned.” Unbelievable. About 11am I was asked to go to a room where there was a couple of men staying. They requested some cream and cakes. I thought this was just a normal chambermaid job, taking up the cakes but they had other ideas. I put the tray down in their room and then they asked me if I would mind serving them the cream and cakes. “Yes sir, of course.” They were both about 40, but fairly good looking, slim and tall. They told me to remove all my clothes, even my stockings and suspenders. I did. They watched intently. At that point they both stood up, and dropped their trousers, sporting large erections! They then sat side by side on the settee and asked me to crush a cake and then put that and the cream around their cocks! Oh well, their call. I did just that, taking the cream in my fingers and rubbing it over their cocks and balls…seaming it all over. Their cocks felt nice and hard as my fingers ran over them. Happy with the cream cocks I had made I sat back. “Do you like cream?” one asked. “Do you like licking ice cream cones?” the other said. I smiled, “Yes of course.” “Well then….” I leaned forward and sticking my tongue out started to lick one of the cream cocks…I traced my tongue up from the mound where the balls were to the tip of his cock, then wiggled my tongue around the top of the head, cleaning it of cream, making it nice and wet. I moved to his friend. This time I opened wide and took my lips down to below the head where I closed them and then drew my head up, taking the cream off the entire top of his cock in one go. “She’s got imagination.” One said. “Yes, hasn’t she?” the other one replied. I then lowered my head and started to flick my tongue at the base of the mound where the underside of his balls must be. Soon I got to skin and then started to lick the cream off his balls. Sometimes sucking, sometimes lapping it up like a pussycat. I switched to his mate and sucked one of his balls into my mouth and let the cream dissolve in me before releasing it. I then held his cock shaft tight and flicked my tongue back and forth against the rim of his cock head. “Jesus Christ!” He almost screamed. “This one’s got it!” “I thought that when she was on mine a minute ago.” My tongue flicked all around his head and cleaned all around the rim and top so there wasn’t a trace of cream left. Then I licked his cock cream. I moved back to his friend and likewise cleaned his cock and balls of all the cream and bits of cake. Finally, with a feeling of a job well done I sat back. “Would you like to kneel on the floor on all fours please?” one asked. “If you don’t mind.” The other one said. I did as I was told. One stood in front of me and then slid headfirst under me. Straight away he started to suckle at my hanging breasts. Bouncing them around with his tongue, and watching them shake around. Sometimes he sucked at them but mostly he teased them, flicking the nipples and lapping at them. Nice. The other knelt behind me and started to rub his cock against my pussy…once or twice he pushed just the head in but with his hand moved it around before taking it out. It was driving me mad. What with my first event this morning and now this, I wanted to get some hard action, not all this teasing stuff…still it’s nice, I wasn’t complaining. Then the one behind me put his hands to the sides of my breasts and squeezed them together, the one underneath started to flick his tongue back and forth across both nipples now,….mmmmmh, delight! I heard him ask me to suck him. His cock, hard and proud was lying on his tummy before my face. I only had to lean forward a little and with my tongue I drew it into my mouth. I kept the head there, swirling my tongue around it before starting to bop my head up and down on it. He began to raise his hips up and down. His friend behind me now gently pushed his cock into me and started to screw me, slow and hard,….sometimes short strokes, just a little way in, then a long stroke all the way in, then a short one,….wow,….death by fucking! They kept this up for several minutes,….and it was lovely. So slow and firm. Every move appeared thought out. They were a good team. Finally one asked simply, “ready?” The other said, “Oh yes, I think so.” >From under me he then told me to lift my head off his cock and close my mouth and stay still. I pulled back. He took hold of his cock and started to wank it hard. The other pulled out of me and did like wise. Within seconds I felt that warm sticky feeling as cum started shooting out all over my bottom and back, landing in strings across my back, splashing all over my bottom. Then the other one started to come. His spunk jetted out and hit my face, over my cheek and nose, strings of it, hanging off me, dripping on to his chest,….long streams of it flying out and splashing my face and neck. Talk about a cum bath. He pulled out from under me, the other moved to my face. “Would you be so kind as to lick these clean please.” They were both kneeling there, their cocks half way between soft and hard. I held them in my hands and then started to lick them clean, some cum dripping from one, the other seamed with cum. I sucked them into my mouth and washed them. They just stayed there, looking down, almost like it wasn’t happening to them. I washed them both clean,…it would be a lie to say dry,….they gave me a good tip and then I returned downstairs with the empty tray. The rest of the day was just routine after that. And so ended my second day. PART 3 The following day I didn’t need to start work until the evening. So most of the day I spent with one of my close friends, not actually letting on what was happening at the hotel, but hinting to her. She seemed shocked. I didn’t let on that I had taken an active role in any of the goings-on. When I arrived I was waiting at the dinner tables for the first couple of hours. Apart from one of the guests, who put his hand up the back of my short dress everytime I served him, the dinner was uneventful. At 8pm I was summoned to a room. There were two men there, both businessmen in their mid thirties. One was short, the other tall, both were average looking, and very well dressed. They told me they wanted to watch a porno film. I hurried downstairs and selected one based on what they had said they had wanted to see. I returned to the room and put the video on. I was then asked to stay if I could. Naturally I could. The tall one said, “Please remove your dress, but not your underwear. Then sit here.” Patting a space in the settee between them. I unbuttoned my dress and slid it off revealing my black bra, panties, suspender belt and stockings. I walked over and sat down between them. They settled back and simply began to watch the film. It was about ten minutes later when I felt a hand touch my leg and start to caress it. It was the tall one. He just moved his hand back and forth along my leg, letting his fingertips trail along the inside of my leg. The short one then took my hand and dropped it onto the front of his trousers. I could feel something hard and long inside them. I started to trace the outline of his cock with my fingers before tugging his zip down and fishing his cock out. It was a nice sized one, thick and fairly long. I wrapped my hand around the shaft and wanked it up and down slowly. The tall one then stopped caressing me for a while, the film had suddenly become more interesting. Soon however I got his attention again when he simply turned to me, and with one hand cupped my breast. Leaning forward he started to lick and kiss the top of my breast. I felt his tongue trace along the top swell of them. Once or twice he carefully bit the soft white fresh. I carried on meanwhile wanking the short one. The top of his cock had now become a little moist, and once or twice I rubbed my finger over the head. He liked that by the way he caught his breath. Tall man pulled away from my breasts, leaving wet marks on the tops of them. He started to watch the film again, but this time he unzipped himself and pulled his cock out. That too was fairly long and thick. I reached over with my other hand and held the shaft tightly. Instead of me wanking him he began to gently thrust his hips up and down, while I just held him tight. The film was a French one, lots of fast sex scenes, and very good ones at that. By now I was getting turned on a lot as well. It was with relief then when Short Man got off the settee, knelt between my legs and started to lick his way along the insides of them. His tongue caressed and circled, each time moving closer to my panties. When he reached them he pushed his tongue against them pushing his way to my pussy, which he licked up and down in long single licks. This made me moan and wiggle around. Tall one decided it was time to play with my breasts again, but this time he lifted them out of my bra before sinking his teeth and mouth onto them, sucking and biting like his life depended on it. I managed to keep hold of his cock, which I tried to wank, but the position wasn’t very helpful to that idea. Short Man slid his hands under my bottom, cupping both cheeks and squeezing them tightly. His tongue ravished my pussy, long hard licks along it, sometimes darting in and out. I gave up on Tall Man’s cock and grabbed his head with both hands, forcing it harder against my breasts. His tongue swirled around my nipples; his teeth clamping on to them, holding them, pulling them away from my breasts before letting them go; then he’d suck so hard it was like he was trying to sallow my entire breast. My hips were now grinding into Short Man’s face, almost fucking his mouth. His hands responded by squeezing my bottom so hard it that was almost painful. Finally with a long drawn out moan I came. I shook and jerked until it subsided. They both pulled away and simply sat back to watch the movie again! I reached out and took their cocks in my hands, and then started to wank them slowly again. They didn’t seem to mind at all. Short Man reached over and cupped a breast, squeezing the nipple between his fingers, but other then that I was left to do what I liked. So I just sat back and wanked them for a long time, very slowly though. I didn’t know what they had in mind about finishing. The movie stopped. Tall one said, “We’d like to come now Miss.” I smiled, “Ok.” They then both knelt up on the settee, one on either side of me. Their cocks were now level with my breasts. Taking them in their hands they started to wank them back and forth. Short Man came first. With a moan and head lolled back he suddenly started to spurt drops of cum all over my breasts and tummy. It was warm and sticky, and fairly thin, so it started to run down the sides of my breasts and over my tummy very quickly. This must have done it for Tall Man who jerked his hips a couple of time before spraying creamy cum all over my chest like a shower head. Some of it landed on my chin and throat, but most covered my breasts where it mixed with Short Man’s. Both then started to rub their cocks all around my breasts, rubbing their cum all into my skin until the warmth of the room and their rubbing had mostly dried it all up. “Thank you Miss.” Short One said, handing me a large tip. I gathered up my clothes, slipped them back on and left. Downstairs again I had a shower and changed my clothes. I turned down the next event. It was a lady on her own. Had she been with a man I could have handled that, but by itself, it just didn’t turn me on. Luckily I was told before I went upstairs so she never knew someone had said ‘no’. Another girl went, she always liked the ladies on their own. At about Eleven I was asked to go to another room. “This one is different,” I was told. “It will be dark, you are to stay silent. He will pretend to be asleep, and all you are to do is creep up to the bed, pull back the bedclothes and blow him. He will pretend to be asleep all through. It’s nothing personal.” I guessed, “He’s married?” “We think so!” The room was dark but with enough light for me to make out the bed and a ‘sleeping’ figure under the sheets. I stole up to the bed, slipping out of my dress I removed my bra. I then carefully pulled the sheet back until I could make out a limp small little cock lying there. I climbed onto the bed and sat over his feet. Leaning forward so that my breasts just hung over the tops of his legs, brushing against them as they swung a little, I took hold of the limp cock and held it upwards. I blew air on to it and then kissed the soft head with my lips. I moved my lips around the head, which was beginning to get hard. I opened my lips a little and stuck my tongue out and circled the semi-soft warm head. Opening my mouth wide I took the entire cock into my mouth, pushing it around with my tongue, licking the shaft and head. It was getting hard quickly now and soon I could only keep the head within my warm wet mouth. I kept moving my lips up and down on the head, letting my lips slide back and forth over the rim of his cock head. My breasts swung from side to side, the nibbles brushing against his hairy legs. I noticed his hips were moving up and down as his cock started to gently thrust a little into my mouth. I held it steady with one hand and jabbed at the head and shaft with my tongue, taking long licks from his balls to his head, sometimes gently catching the shaft with my teeth, holding it and then letting it go. I moved my head off his cock and bit into his tummy, then trailed my tongue along back to the base of his cock. I pushed his balls within their sack with my tongue before taking my mouth back to the tip of his cock. Opening my lips I suddenly rammed my head down as far as it could go. I then shot my head back up again and then rammed back down. He couldn’t ignore that and moaned very loudly. I just kept doing that, ramming my head back and forth so hard, so far down, like some crazed thing. Each time I kept my lips tightly wrapped around his shaft, sometimes letting my teeth scrape along his smooth skin. He reached down and placed a hand on top of my head, but to caress my hair rather then force me down. My head was bopping harder and harder and then suddenly he grunted loudly and a wad of thick spunk hit the back of my mouth. I kept it there and stopped thrusting my mouth, instead just sliding my lips back and forth over the rim of his head again. More cum shot out, filling my mouth so that I had to open my lips and let a long stream of thick cum pour out down the underside of his cock. He shot twice more before he lay still. I kept his cock in my mouth, letting my tongue caress it. It started to grow soft and when it was all limp again, I released it. I got off the bed and took my clothes. As I was closing the door I heard a “Thank you” come from the darkness. The next morning I was handed a tip by the manager who said, “I don’t know what you’ve got, but they like you!” DAY 4 A slow day until 11 am when I was told that the ‘Colonel’ had requested me to come up to his room. The other girls told me that he was in his seventies, and could be good fun. They advised me to ‘go along’ with what ever he wanted, ‘it’s never as bad as it sounds….’ I made my way upstairs and after knocking entered the room. The ‘Colonel’ was sitting on a chair, dressed in a black suit. His hair was grey and his face was that of a man in his late fifties. His complexion was very tanned and ruddy. He told me to approach him, which I did. “Let’s feel your leg first girl. Like a strong leg.” He reached out and run his hand along the back of my legs, feeling and clenching at them. “Mmmmmh, you’ll do!” He then slapped his leg and told me to ‘perch’ myself on it. I sat on his knee and he cupped my breasts through my dress with his hand, mauling and feeling at them. Once again he told me that ‘I would do.’ “Right girl, let’s get to it. Stand up, face the door and hitch that dress up.” I jumped off his leg, turned and tugged my dress up to my waist. I leaned forward a little to help his view. His hand went to my bottom and caressed the cheeks along the panty line. “Ooh Sir, you are naughty.” I told him “Ever been spanked girl?” I looked over my shoulder and put my finger to my lips, “No Sir.” He laughed, and then added, “Ok Girl, get your tummy over my leg here.” I turned around again and lay over his leg. He pulled my dress up to my hips and then tugged my panties down. Slap, slap, came down his hand. It didn’t hurt, he was very careful, but it did make my bottom cheeks waggle somewhat. That pleased him no end, and he smacked me five or six times. I was then told to sit on his leg again. Upon which he then undid the front buttons of my small dress, pulling it wide open to reveal my bra and tummy. “Now then girl,” he said, “I want you to sit astride me, pull those little titties out, and rub them into my face.” I climbed onto his lap and popping out my breasts I pressed my chest hard against his face. His eyes showed that he was in heaven. I waggled and seamed them all around his face, pushing the nipples against his lips, rubbing them over his cheeks and forehead. I used them like an eraser, trying to rub something out. His hands meanwhile were clenching my bottom hard, forcing me closer and closer to him. “Yes…yes.” He kept muttering. Sometimes he opened his mouth to let his tongue lick my titties as they rubbed against his mouth, but mostly he just lolled back, letting me cover his face. Finally he told me that it was enough. I stood up and waited in front of him. His hand rubbed his trousers. “Take a close look down there girl, there should be a sentry somewhere. Make sure he’s standing to attention.” I knelt down between his legs. I tugged his zipper down and pulled his trousers open. I could see the outline of a half-hard cock through his pants. I peeled them over the shaft so that the top part of his cock was exposed. Leaning forward I dragged my tongue along the shaft up to the head which I then licked all around. It jerked a couple of times and then started to grow harder. Peeling his pants down some more his cock sort of fell down a little. I clenched the side of the head with my lips and then sucked it into my mouth. It felt floppy as my tongue pushed it around. Then it started to get very hard, quite quickly in fact. The ‘Colonel’ was moaning and muttering words of encouragement. When it was fully erect I started to bop my head up and down on it, taking it as deep as I could before dragging my lips back along the shaft to the head and then sliding down again. Suddenly I was told to stop. “All fours girl, quick as you can.” I spun round and assumed the required position. He held my hips and pushed his cock against my pussy, after a couple of thrusts it found the right place and slipped in. He seemed to want to ride me, jerking back and forth and slapping my bottom with one hand. I must admit I was enjoying this very much by now. I suppose we all have something in us that likes to be told what to do. “I think one day I’ll bring my grandson along here. He can feed the horse while I ride. Make a man of that little puppy.” He told me, reaching for my breasts and squeezing them rather like a car horn. “Not long before we get to the paddock now.” His movements quickened, the slaps increased. Suddenly; “On your back girl, quick now!” I rolled over and waited. He crawled over to my side and leaning over my breasts released the load he was carrying. It sprayed out and splashed over my titties. Little spots of white cum. Warm and sticky. Throughout he kept muttering, “Oh yes! Oh yes!” He then fell to the floor beside me, “Forgive me girl, but can you get the tissues from the bathroom?” A few minutes later I left, with a handsome tip in my hand. Nothing much happened until that afternoon. It was 3:30pm when I was asked to take a trolley full of cakes and tea to four business men having a meeting in one of the larger rooms. Opening the door I saw them sitting there. They all looked in their mid-thirties. One was bald; one tall; one fat and one of average build. Two were good looking, while the other two were ‘ok’. I was asked to set the trolley up near the table where they had gathered round. Then the tall one asked me to remove my dress and just to leave my underclothes on. I was to wait on them while they discussed their business. I saw they actually did have some drawings of a building on the table. I slipped off my dress and wearing only white bra, panties, stockings and suspenders I started to pour the tea which I then took around to each of them. Fat man was the first to start. While adding sugar to his cup he slid his hand down the back of my lacy panties, feeling my bottom, running his hand downwards until it was feeling between my legs. I acted like nothing was happening. After a few seconds he withdrew. Then while sorting out the cakes on the trolley, the tall one came up behind me and ran his hands around my chest cupping my breasts and pulling me against him. His chin and mouth muzzled into the side of my neck. Pushing my bottom against him I could feel his cock already hard within his trousers. He squeezed and rubbed my breasts before rejoining the rest of the group. I took the cakes round. Fat man again used his hands to explore my body, this time slipping one into my bra and squeezing my nipple between his fingers. To say I was turned on by all this would be an understatement. They carried on with their meeting and for about ten minutes I had nothing to do but stand and wait by the trolley. When Fat man and Bald man started to discuss part of their work together; the other two came over to me. They stood, one behind, and the other in front. I felt a hand push my back gently and I leaned forward. The one in front, Mr Average, took hold of my breasts, popping them out of my bra, and started to nuzzle them with his face. Behind me the other one was busy licking and teasing my legs with his tongue while his fingers were running up and down my legs. My pussy was wet now. Dripping. The other two stopped talking, and my two lovers rejoined the table, leaving me hot and lonely. Not for long though. They decided to have a break and asked me to lie on the table on my back. Hopping on I stretched out with my arms above my head, which pushed my small chest out. Two of them stood on either side and started to lick and play with my breasts, again taking them out of my bra. I felt their mouths close on them and suck at the nipples, their teeth clenching and dragging across the white soft fresh. Fat man buried his head into my stomach, licking and biting me while the fourth one, Mr Average, rolled my panties down and then without any foreplay, stuck his head between my legs where he started to give my pussy long hard licks, in and out like he was fucking me with it. I raised my legs above his head and then crossed them over his back, pulling him deeper into me. The two at my breasts were still licking and biting and sucking at them. One was squeezing a nipple between his thumb and forefinger while licking around the breast. The other was holding a nipple between his teeth, lashing at it with his tongue, flicking it back and forth. I heard one of them say that this was too good to miss and the meeting was over for the time being. That suited me. Mr Average then told the others to stop for a second. He pulled away from between my legs and then grabbing my knees pulled me along the table until his cock pushed hard into my pussy. About time too, I needed a cock there so badly. I wrapped my legs around his back, pinning him inside me. The others resumed what they had been doing. My nipples were given the attention of two of them and my tummy was being licked and stroked by the Fat Man. Finally Fat man got up on the table behind my head and then leaning over me a little pulled open his trousers to reveal a really massive cock. I pulled it down to my lips and arched my head back. Opening my mouth as wide as I could I managed to get the head inside. I couldn’t do much else through, my tongue could hardly move. He seemed happy enough, jerking his hips back and forth so the rim slid past my lips again and again. By now the other two were virtually eating my breasts, really biting on them. Mr Average was slamming his cock harder and harder into my pussy. It was hard to keep my legs wrapped around him; I was loosing control so quickly. My whole body was trembling and shaking. It really was overload. With my hands I reached for the two cocks of the men sucking my breasts. They stopped for a second to undo their trousers, and then pushed their hard cocks into my hand. I just grabbed and wanked at them. I could have done anything. I don’t think I would have refused anything. Before I had time to realise Fat Man started grunting, and within seconds I felt a wad of sticky stringy cum ooze out of his cock filling my mouth. When he thrust in it pushed much of the cum out between my lips where it dribbled down the sides of my face and over my cheeks. A second, third and fourth wad followed, all of which oozed into my mouth, and then flowed out around my lips and his cock. I could feel the warm stuff tickle down by my ears and into my long blonde hair. His cock kept thrusting into my mouth. His salty cum was everywhere, over my teeth, between my gums, coating my lips. My hands went wild with the cocks at my side, wanking so quickly at them. The angle wasn’t perfect, but I think I was giving as good as I was getting. Fat Man pulled back, letting his wet and softening cock drag over my top lip and nose, leaving a trail of wet cum there. Mr Average was still slamming into my pussy, though sometimes driving me wilder by using his thumb on my clit at the same time. Suddenly Bald Man on my side announced he was going to come. He leapt on to the table and brought his cock level with the side of my face. I turned towards it as the first shot of cum fired out hitting my cheek and splashing both back at him and over me. I opened my mouth and the second shot went straight in hitting my tongue, which I was half way sticking out. The cum rolled straight off and run down the corner of my mouth and down on to the table. I managed to get my lips over his cock head as a third and then fourth wad shot out hitting the back of my throat, forcing me to swallow some of it. His cock was smaller so I swirled my tongue around his cock head, desperately trying to lick at the underside of it. He pushed his softening tool harder into my mouth as I did so. My tongue raced around the head, tasting his cum and the shiny surface, poking at the eye, which was still dribbling cum. I heard him moaning, telling me that it was too much. He pulled out of my mouth leaving me to let the cum just drip out of my mouth and run down the side of my face to form a small pool on the table. Before I had recovered from that Mr Average stopped fucking me and climbed over my chest. I felt his hand push my cheek to him. I raised my head to see his cock head in front of my mouth. I just opened my mouth and waited. I could actually see the head get bigger suddenly and slightly draw back. Then out it came, a massive wad of really thick cum that caught me on my lower lip, across my mouth, over my top teeth and along my left cheek. A great wad of stringy cum lying there. I moved my tongue out of my mouth and back in, the string broke and I felt a load of it roll to the back of my mouth. I heard someone mutter, “Fucking hell!” Mr Average managed two more shots, both of which hit my chin and the side of my mouth. He leaned forward and then seamed his cock over my face, catching some of the globs of cum and speading them over my cheeks and lips. My tongue darted out to lick at his shaft as it rolled over my mouth. I sucked his cock into my mouth and played with it until it had grown very small. My hand had stopped wanking the fourth guy some time ago. I guess he had taken hold of the matter himself. I still had Mr Average’s small limp cock in my mouth when the Fourth Man jumped on to the table and pointed his cock at the side of my face. I released the small cock and twisted my head, sticking my tongue out at the same time. I poked it into the eye of his cock and suddenly he started to cum as well. I just engulfed his cock in one go, taking it as far into my mouth as I could. I could feel it spurting and my mouth filling up. My tongue was just swimming in salty cum. Finally he stopped jerking and I let his cock fall out of my mouth. I quickly sat up and then dropped my head, opening my mouth and letting the cum pour out over my lips and drip all over my little titties. I must have looked a sight. Cum in my hair, all over my face, trails of it running in every direction from my face, and a load of it running down my breasts and chest. Someone gave a cheer and the rest clapped. The perfect end to my fourth day. FRENCH MAID Part 5 It was Friday, my fifth day. I started work at about 8am that morning. An hour later I was asked to go to a room, this time I was to go with another girl, Anna, and we had to wear special outfits. The outfits turned out to be schoolgirl uniforms. We changed, putting on the short little skirts, the white blouses, and the socks. Under that we were wearing white underwear. Anna had been to the room before for this guest and told me he was easy enough to please, I was to ‘follow her lead’. We entered the room and found him sitting on the sofa. He was in his early forties I would say. Tall, with sandy coloured hair. He was quite respectable looking. I could imagine him as a schoolteacher. Big glasses, with wider frames then normal helped add that air to him. “Hello girls,” he said, and patted the sofa, “Come and sit here.” Anna started acting coy, and I sort of followed her example, “Oh Sir, are you sure it will be all right?” she asked, lowering her head and putting her finger to her lips. I giggled a little, wagging my head. “Of course it will, come on.” We walked slowly over, holding hands and sat one on each side of him. He began to ask us about school and things, Anna did most of the talking. Then he said to her, “You’re growing up into a pretty girl aren’t you?” She giggled. “But I think I’m too small up here.” She said coyly, lifting her hand near to her chest. I giggled some more. “I don’t think so. They look quite nice. Lots of men like titties like I imagine you must have.” “Oh Sir! You are rude. But I think they aren’t really growing.” He stared at her chest. “It’s hard to tell with that blouse on.” More giggles. “Why don’t you undo the front of it, just so I can see better.” “Oh sir!” she acted outraged. “I couldn’t!” He turned to me, “What about you.” I nodded my head and shook it; “I don’t think so.” He urged me, I glanced at Anna and she nodded at me. “Well alright, if you think it will be alright.” I reached for the buttons on my blouse, undoing them very slowly till I got to my skirt. I sat back so the blouse gaped open, showing my bra and the sides and tops of my small breasts held in the white lacy bra. His face leaned towards my chest. “Yes they look nice to me.” Anna giggled and he turned to her, “Now your turn young lady.” Giggling she undid the buttons on her blouse, but unlike me she pulled it out of her skirt so the blouse was completely open. Her breasts were a little bit bigger than mine. Her skin was very white and the mounds of her breasts looked really sweet sitting there in the bra. He looked at hers for several seconds. I noticed that in his trousers there was a little less room then when we had arrived. “Of course,” he said, “It’s hard to tell really if you wear a bra.” We both gasped out loud, “Sir!” “Well you want me to tell you if they look ok, don’t you girls?” Anna started to giggle somemore. He turned to me and I shook my head. “Come on girls, you can’t tell me you are scared can you?” Anna shook her head without looking at him and muttered, “No, I’m not scared.” “Well then he said, why don’t you just undo it, and hold it there if you feel bad.” She seemed to think about this for a moment, and then whispered that she would do it. She reached behind her back with one hand to undo the clasp under her blouse, while with her other hand she pressed against the cups of her bra. She seemed to manage it ok. She looked up at him finally, but held the bra to her breasts still. “Let it down then,” he asked her kindly. At first she wouldn’t but then slowly she lowered her hand, and with it the bra. Her small little pointy breasts came into view, white with pink nipples, slightly hard. She slipped her blouse off and removed the bra completely. “Well they look lovely to me.” He said and then turned to me, “And yours…” I giggled and pulled my blouse wide open. Then reaching up behind myself with both hands I undid the clasp. The bra fell forward slowly. My nipples came into view. I undid my cuffs and removed both my blouse and bra. I sat there, half covering my breasts with my hands. He reached forward and took hold of my arm, pulling it away from my breasts. “Oh yes,” he said, “they look so nice.” “I need to touch them, see how firm they are.” We both giggled. He reached forwards and touched the side of my left breast. I felt his warm fingers as they pushed it upwards slightly. Then he traced his fingers along the underside of them and stroked my between them before running his hand along the underside of the other one. “Yes they are firm aren’t they.” I smiled. He turned to Anna and slowly reached to touch hers. This time he brushed her nipple very gently with the back of his fingers before stroking her breast around the nipple with his fingertips. She closed her eyes and groaned softly. His fingers traced around the nipple and then circled around her breast before moving to the other one. With his other hand he reached back to me and rubbed the back of his hand against my breasts. I thrust them out against his hand. It felt very nice. He pulled away from me and leaned his head towards Anna’s pointy titties. He stuck his tongue out and licked slowly at the nipple, and then up and around the top swell of her breast. One hand fell to her lap and disappeared under her skirt. I could see him working the fingers up and then into the tops of her panties, then watched as they pushed down. She gasped. Her small breast disappeared into his mouth. He suckled at it like a baby while his fingers worked into her pussy. She opened her eyes and looked at me then glanced downwards, making me look at his lap. I guessed what she meant. I slid my hand to his hip and then around the front of his groin. I could feel something hard inside his trousers. My fingers found his fly zip and after a couple attempts I managed to drag it down. I let my fingers feel around inside until they found the top of his pants. I tugged at them a little and found his cock, it was quite large and thick, and very stiff. I managed to stroke the shaft with my fingers. I finally dragged his cock out and I could see it standing up in my hand in his lap. It was large all right, with a nice head peeking out of the skin. There was some moisture on it. I rubbed my thumb over the head. Anna slide forward a little on the sofa, it made her skirt ride up. I could see clearly his fingers working in her pussy now. I stared to wank his cock up and down. The head popped out of the skin each time. He turned to me, “Would you like to taste it?” “Oh no Sir!” I said, “I couldn’t do that!” “Yes you can, it’s easy.” He turned away from Anna and put his hands on my shoulders, turning his body to face me. “Just lower your head and see what it’s like.” He told me. I leaned forward while he sat back. I held his cock up to my face and looked at it closely. I let it go near my lips and actually brush against them one time. All the time he was encouraging me to suck it. Finally I took a quick lick at the side of the shaft. He was very pleased. Then I licked again, this time tracing upward to the head. I nibbled the head and shaft with my lips; finally opening my mouth and engulfing the head in one go. I felt his cockhead fill my mouth entirely, little room to move my tongue around. I just thrust my head up and down on it slowly, letting my lips peel over the rim of the head each time. He reached under me and cupped my breasts, squeezing and playing with the nipple. At the same time he learnt towards Anna and kissed her mouth. I continued to bob my head up and down. My long blonde hair falling around my face, touching his groin as I did so. I saw from the corner of my eye that he was pulling Anna’s panties down with one hand as he kissed her. Suddenly he asked me to stop sucking. He then got up off the sofa and laid himself on the floor. Anna walked over to him and sat astride his face. His hands reached around her hips and clasped her bottom tightly, urging her on to his mouth more. His cock was standing up out of his trousers. I lay next to him and held his cock upwards and then started to lick and suck it. I let my lips run around the head and shaft, then used my tongue like I was licking an ice cream cone. Then I thrust it into my mouth again and started to ram my head up and down. His fingers were kneading her bottom and she started to ride his face, moving back and forwards on him. Her head was arched back and her long brown hair was waving around. She was moaning and I guess she was either coming or just about to. Within a minute she became still. She over her shoulder and motioned for me to stop. “You are a very naughty man.” She suddenly told him. “You must be punished.” I had no idea what was going to happen. But one look at his face and I could see he did. “Kneel up with your hands on the sofa.” She told him. He did as he was told. Then without warning she smacked him on the bum! “That’s just for starters.” She said. Then she tugged his trousers off to reveal his bottom, which she immediately started to smack; though not very hard. Laying next to him I couldn’t help noticing his cock underneath him, standing stiff still though half hanging down. It jerked everytime she smacked him. I reached out and stroked it as it jumped again. It seemed rock hard. The way it jumped with each smack I felt he wasn’t going to be long in coming. Well what was I to do? I crawled under him and simply took the moist head between my lips. That seemed to please him. I just held it there letting it jerk and jump everytime Anna smacked his bare bottom. Then suddenly with one smack it jumped and a wad of cum filled my mouth. I couldn ’t believe it he had come without any other stimulation at all. I don’t think Anna realised what was happening. I just felt the cum all in my mouth. She smacked him again and another load joined it, hitting the back of my mouth, speading around my gums and teeth, flowing over my tongue. I pulled back keeping my mouth open letting it run out over my lips and down my chin. His cock was still pointing at me, there was some cum hanging off the end, when ‘smack’ another wad shot out hitting me full in the face, splashing my cheeks and covering my nose. I felt the warm string of cum roll down my face and start to drip off me onto the floor. I reached forward and put my lips just around the front of the head as the final spurt erupted and filled my mouth to overflowing again. Anna suddenly stopped, “Have you cum Richard?” she asked. He seemed sheepish, “Sorry.” He knelt up and took a long look at me laying there, cum smeared all over my face, slowly flowing out the corner of my mouth. I grinned. Anna leaned forward and licked the top of his cock, washing it clean of the remaining cum. “Thank you girl, that was perhaps the best yet.” He said. We left his room a few minutes later, still giggling. THE FRENCH MAID – 6 THE PARTY Once a month the hotel threw a party for the regular guests. It was organised differently to all other ‘events’. There was just a flat fee for the girls that took part. The same rules applied though. We always had the option of saying ‘no,’ and anything that did happen was between the guests and us. The theme of tonights party was Roman. The men would wear togas while the girls were asked to wear a sort of sacking, just a one piece garment that covered us like a tunic with a belt drawn round. It was up to us if we wore underwear. Five girls were asked to join in. Alice, the tall girl with large breasts, and flaming red hair, hanging down; Anna, the brown haired beauty with small pointy breasts and very white skin; Sally, a boyish type girl with hardly any breasts at all and a figure rather too close to a pencil. In fact she was very popular, especially dressed up as a boy; Rachel, with long black hair, dark eyes, full breasts and a wicked sense of humour. And then myself, slim, small breasts, long straight blonde hair, blue eyes. The party started at 8pm. The first event was the auction where for a price someone could bid for one of the girls. Only one was standing for that, it was Rachel. The rules were that once paid for the man or men could take her back to their table, and basically do whatever she allowed them to do. They were not allowed to leave the room, it ‘served to help heighten the atmosphere’. We lined up on stage. Rachel was at the front with just her outfit on. She had tied the belt in such a way that it had drawn the skirt up closer to her bottom. Her long tanned legs looked great. In front of us were about twenty men. That worried me until one of the girls said under her breath, “Don’t worry, most just watch.” “Or have a wank.” Rachel hissed. We giggled. The bidding started. Someone wanted to have a better look. Rachel strutted to the front of the stage and walked back and forth. No that wasn’t enough. He wanted an even better look. The manager invited him on stage. The man, a blonde in his twenties, walked straight up to Rachel, turned her around with her back to the audience and then bent her over. He raised her tunic to reveal her bare bottom to everyone. With one hand he clutched it. “Seems firm enough,” he said. He then turned her around again, and this time pulled her top down to expose her breasts. Cupping both of them he mauled them for several seconds before making a bid. The audience loved it. I thought he was dishy and was regretting that I hadn ’t offered to be the slave for the night. He jumped back down to join the others and the bidding carried on. Eventually she was sold; it was neck and neck between two fat businessmen and the blonde man who finally won. Loud clapping as she was lead off the stage to join him. We however started work, walking around offering drinks and little bites to eat. I caught a glimpse of Rachel sitting with the man at his table. He had his arm around her while she fed him food. They seemed to be having a good laugh. I had a large tray and was gripping it with both hands. There were various foods on it. “Would you like something to eat?” I asked a bald man in his fifties. He smiled at me, “Yes, I would.” He then reached for the front of my tunic and pulled it aside to reveal my naked breast which he immediately swooped on, engulfing it with his mouth. I just stood there as he sucked on my breast, holding my tray. Several of the men were watching us. I noticed a youngish man walk over, and while taking some food off the tray with one hand, slid his other up along the back of my leg, cupping my bottom before walking back to his friends. The bald man pulled away, pushed my tunic back over my breast, took some food and said simply, ‘thanks’. Returning with my tray to the kitchen I noticed that Anna was slow dancing with one man. His hand was up the back of her tunic, mauling and clutching at her bottom. Her tunic had ridden up and you could see it all. I was feeling very horny. I re emerged minus the tray and walked around the tables to see if anyone wanted anything. Naturally a few did. Mostly to slide hands up my shirt or down the front of my tunic. One old boy asked me to sit on his lap. No sooner had I done so then his hand was thrust in my tunic, grabbing and cupping my breasts. He kissed my neck and started to lick my ear. I could see from his toga that he certainly wasn’t past it as it started to raise itself next to my leg. Looking around Anna was still dancing but by now her top had fallen to her waist and her pointy breasts were pushed hard against the man as he fondled her bottom for all to see. Alice meanwhile was kneeling on all fours. Her tunic undone and her breasts hanging there. Three men were gathered around, looking at her from all angles. One would lift her skirt up to look at her bottom. Another slid his hand under her to brush against her titties. I wondered how long it would be before she would get hold of a cock. The old boy started to pinch my nipple. I reached for the front of his toga, rubbing my hand over the mound that was forming over his cock. I felt the head under the cloth, and then closed my hand around the shaft, rubbing it through the material. “Too soon for that, girl.” He said, “No point in firing all your shots before the enemy are in range, what!” He mauled my breast some more before telling me to run along. Returning to the kitchen with some orders I walked past Rachel. She was still sitting there laughing with the blonde, though now she had his cock sticking out of his toga and her hand was pumping it nice and slowly. It was a lovely cock too, nice and solid. I hoped she’d want help before the night was through. In the kitchen I sat for a few minutes with Anna who had managed to get off the dance floor. We talked about the men outside, which ones we fancied. Which ones to avoid. The bald man apparently was nearly always at the party, but only ever did things when the girl was holding a tray or was otherwise busy. “He’s harmless, but a strange bugger.” She said giggling. I had noticed Richard, the person who had got Anna and me to dress up as schoolgirls the week before. He had just being sitting there, watching like he wasn’t really interested. Back out in the main room Anna was called over to a table. I saw her speak to the two men who then pulled her over their laps. She lay there, her hips over one lap, her face over another. I watched as she pulled a stiff cock from the lap her head was on. She started to lick and suck at it. The other man pulled her tunic over her bottom and started to smack her gently. Her cheeks wobbled with each smack. A couple of other men went over to watch and spoiled my view. I then got called over to a table with three men sitting around eating. “Would you crawl under the table and give us all a little suck please?” the middle one said. They were all about thirty. It seemed a sexy idea, so I knelt down and got under the table. I saw three pair of bare legs coming out from the togas. I went to the middle one first and pushed it up to reveal a soft cock lying there. I started to lick at the head, long licks, from the head and up the curled shaft. It soon started to stiffen. I reached to the left of me and soon located a second cock. I had that out of the toga too and let my fingers flutter up and down the shaft. There was something very sexy about sucking cock when you couldn’y see the person involved. For all I knew they were probably just eating their food like nothing was happening. The cock in my mouth had become really stiff now. I kept my mouth wrapped over the cockhead and rubbed my lips back and forth over the rim. Sometimes I’d dart my tongue at the eye, other times I’d slide my tongue all the way around the head in a quick circular action. I then moved to my right, and found another limp cock there. I craned lower and stuck my tongue into the ball sack, licking and jabbing at it. Then I lifted the soft cock and placed its head onto my stretched out tongue. I flicked my tongue back and forth and the cock quick began to grow. Finally it was impossible to do that anymore and so I sunk my lips down over the stiff shaft as far as they would go. I carried on wanking the cock of the man on the left. Finally I felt I had left the third man out for too long. I crawled over to his cock, bent it downwards gently with my hand and then forming an ‘0’ with my mouth, just pushed my head back and forth over the cockhead and shaft. Suddenly I felt someone lift the back of my tunic up and clutch my bottom. I didn’t turn, but out of the corner of my eye I could see the man on the right was no longer sitting there. I felt something hard being pushed against my pussy and then rubbed around before it slowly thrust itself in to me. Holding my hips the unseen man simply fucked me as I knelt hidden under the table with my mouth fucking the cock in front of me. It was so wild! He kept this up for about two minutes before pulling out of me and returning to his seat! I took that as a sign that they were finished now. I let the cock I was sucking slipout of my mouth and crawled back out from under the table. The men thanked me and I returned to the kitchen for a few minutes rest. Sally was there. “I just served this man, bending over to fill his glass when his friend simply got up, lifted my skirt, held my hips and shafted me!” She seemed surprise at how it happened. “Usually they say something first.” I told her what had happened to me. “The sods must be related.” She laughed. I went back out there. The first thing I saw was Anna, totally naked sitting between two men and laughing loudly. She had her hands in both their laps and was pumping up and down on their cocks. One was fondling her breast; the other was joking with her. At another table Rachel was with her blonde lover still. She was laying next to him on the couch. He sat there while she had her head in his lap, sucking at his cock; her head moving up and down slowly as her mouth sank down along the shaft. He was stroking her thigh casually and watching her head, His other hand caressing her head. Turning around I saw that Sally had already found someone, or rather two people. They were pressed up against her on the dance floor, dancing slowly. One behind her, the other in front. Their hands were wandering all over her body, it looked so sexy, four hands, rubbing up her side, moving between her legs, lifting her tunic up over her waist. One breast was exposed. I noticed that the man at the front had now put his cock between her legs, the other one’s cock was standing tall by her thigh. She was kissing the front one deeply. I was called over to a table where two men were sitting watching the events. One was brown haired, the other was blonde, both in their twenties. The blonde drew aside his toga to reveal his cock standing up. He gestured for me to sit astride him. I tried to hop on but he turned me by grabbing my waist and then pulled me down gently onto his cock. His friend got up and stood in front of me and then pulled his cock out and offered it to my lips. The cock in my pussy felt good. I moved my hips up and down a little while he held on to my waist. I kissed the head of the cock in front of me, then kissed it again before rolling my lips over the head and along the shaft. The man threw his head back and moaned. I took hold of his balls with one hand and the shaft with the other. The man sitting behind me thrust me up and down on his cock. Someone else came over to watch. His hand was under his toga and he was rubbing himself slowly as I was being pushed up and down, my lips rolling back and forth over the long cock in my mouth. I could feel the head hitting the back of my mouth as I thrust forward each time. I squeezed and stroked his balls. The cock inside of me was still thrusting regularly. Suddenly the man in front simply grabbed my head, not so much to hold me there more to steady himself. I felt his cock tense and the head swell, and then out it came, a pouring of thick sticky salty cum. It flooded my mouth, laying in a lake over my tongue and teeth and gums. He spurted into my mouth several times before finally he stopped moving. I pulled my lips from his shaft and then let his cum just fall out over my lips, run down my chin and pour on to my breasts, covering one in a thick sludge of gooey cum. This was too much for the man behind me who was risking breaking his neck to see over my shoulder. He called out and his hips jerked up and down off the chair and I knew he was cuming in me. His hips twitched and jerked for nearly a minute before he became still. I got off and took some tissues from the table before heading off to the kitchen and the shower beyond. After my shower I had a drink and a short break. Rachel was there, ‘taking five’ as she put it. So far she had been screwed over the table, had sucked him for nearly twenty minutes and had still not made him cum once. I told her she was lucky, he was really dishy. She laughed. Sally walked in, cum along her thigh and some more over her breasts. “They got me to kneel on the dance floor and then wanked off, one over my tits, the other over me, lucky it landed on my hips rather than face…I think he lost his nerve just before he came.” Rachel then went back outside to her blonde. Sally was off to the showers. I followed Rachel outside with a tray of drinks. I went from table to table. Sometimes while serving the drinks a man would put his hand up my tunic as I bent forward and cup my bottom. I enjoyed leaning forward knowing how the gaping tunic would reveal my small breasts hanging there, wobbling slightly. One man just hooked his finger in the front of the tunic as I was leaning forward and pulled it down a little for a better look. “Like what you see.” He smiled, pulled aside his toga where a fat hard cock was pointing upwards at me. “Yes. Do you?” I swooped low and engulfed the head with my wet lips. Kneeling down I bobbed my head back and forth along his shaft for about a minute before pulling back and standing up. “Yes.” I told him and went on to the next table. A man asked me to dance. Leaving the tray in the kitchen I went on to the dance floor with him. He held me tightly, his hands running over my back and began clutching at my bottom, cupping the cheeks tightly in his hands. He lowered his head to kiss the top of my chest, just where the swell of my breasts started. I felt one leg pushing between mine as we slowly moved on the dance floor. While he mauled my bottom I took a look around. Rachel was upside down! Her head in the lap of Blondie and her bottom just below his face. Her legs were locked behind his head, as his tongue appeared to be pushing deep into her pussy. He was certainly getting his moneys worth. Several men were gathered on the sides of his table, watching intently. Anna was over a table with one man standing between her legs, thrusting in and out, with both his hands on her pointy breasts, while another man stood behind her head, feeding his cock into her mouth as her head hung upside down over the edge of the table. Sally must have still been in the showers. Alice was standing near the door, a man behind her, his hands mauling her breasts, his head buried in her neck. She had his cock by her thigh in one hand. She smiled when she saw me looking. The man I was dancing with took my hand and led me to a table. There he turned me around and bent me forward a little. I felt him fiddles behind me and then felt his cock push against the back of my legs. He found my pussy and pushed it in. I was so wet and horny. This party was beyond anything I had imagined. He started to thrust into me, my tunic wrapped around my waist, and his hands juggling my breasts. I felt his cock thrusting back and forth into me. With one hand I started to touch myself at the same time. I knew I was going to cum and just hoped he didn’t last too long after that. As luck would have it we both seemed to reach it at the same point. My legs tensed and my hips jerked, the build up just took me off. His jerking went uncontrollable, wild powerful thrusts. His hands fell from my breasts and clung on to my hips. I could hear him yelling behind me. He pulled his cock out and seconds later I shuddered to a halt. I went back to the kitchen. I don’t usual smoke but I felt like one now. Sally gave me one of hers. I had a quick shower. When I came out it was 11 o’clock. Some of the men had disappeared. Rachel was there, moaning, “I can’t make him cum. I’ve never known anyone who can hold back so long.” “You’ll drown when he does.” Sally said. It appears that the blonde had asked Rachel to stay the night with him and she had agreed. Then she looked at me, “Tell her.” She said to Sally. It was explained to me that eight of the men had made a special request. They wanted four of the girls to suck and toss them while the fifth laid on the floor. The idea was to cum all over her. Two relays. Sally wasn’t game for it. “I can cope with one, maybe two, but no fucking way.” She said. Apparently there was a lot riding on this. They had promised to pay double the entrance fee if someone agreed. Alice walked in and we told her. She thought about it and at first we thought she was going to say yes, but suddenly she simply said ‘no’. “I’ll do it.” I said. “I mean I can keep my mouth closed.” They laughed. Asked me if I was sure and then one went out to arrange it. A few minutes later I was lead out to the dance floor where some cushions had been arranged. Even the manager was here to watch this. This was a first. I lay down and four of the men stood near me, two on each side. The girls knelt down besides them and started to play with their cocks. Rachel only used her hands, I guess she was saving herself for the blonde. Sally licked the long thin cock next to her face. On the other side Alice had her lips firmly wrapped around baldie’s cock and Anna simply held the cock in front of her with her lips just over the head, while one hand played with his balls, the other wanked him. After everything that happened that night I knew it wasn’t going to be long. I lay there, now naked completely, my small breasts almost flat as I stretched out. My soft flesh waiting for the first load. Naturally Anna’s man’s was the first. He couldn’t take that for long. He warned her he was about to cum and she pulled clear at the final moment, still wanking his cock quickly. It just poured out; creamy white wet sticky strings of it flying over my breasts, landing with loud spats on my flesh. Two long lines of string gobs of it from my tummy to my breasts, and loads of spots of it covering my chest and tummy. “Wow.” Sally’s one said. Just as she licked along the shaft it jerked and a bolt of cum shot out flying totally over me and landing on the floor between the legs of baldie. Sally grabbed his cock and pointed it down. Several more wads shot out, this time directly at my breasts. I could see it splashing as each one hit. It felt warm and wet and started to slip and slide down my sides. Some of it collecting in a pool between my little titties. Rachel and Alice’s men were next, both coming together. One fired away at my breasts, virtually soaking them when added to the stuff already there. Baldie got his over my face. Three spurts landing in stringy lines across my nose and cheek, with the third landing directly over my lips. It stayed there till I opened my mouth a little and poked my tongue out, pushing the cum up on top of the tip of my tongue. That got roars of approvals from the men watching. Alice seemed to be really turned on. She went from one to the other of the four men and gave them each a quick suck, “Cleaning them up”, she said later. They stood aside and the final four took their positions. This time the girls hardly had to do anything. The first started spurting before Anna had even wanked it back and forth a couple of times. She didn’t have chance to get out of the way from the first blast that hit her full in the face. She jerked back as his cum flew out his cock in large gobs, landing over my thighs and pussy hair. She looked sexy with a great gob of it splashed on her face, now starting to slide down a little. She quickly wiped it away. I felt something hit my ear and turned only to get a shower of cum in my face. Lucky it missed my eyes. Most of it was on my cheeks where it quickly fell down to swim around in my blonde hair. The third one warned Sally and then stood closer to me and pointed it at my mouth. “What the hell.” I though and opened wide. That set him off. I actually saw the head of his cock swell as the bolt of gooey cum shot out the end like some rocket. It landed on my chin, splashing loudly and spraying my face and open mouth. The next shot was better, landing straight on my tongue, hitting it hard and again splashing around. He bent his knees to get lower and I raised my face to his cock. I didn’t get there but was close enough to get the last spurt, which shot straight into my mouth. It was all salty and thick and gooey. I turned my head aside and let it run out of the corner of my mouth. His cockhead now just dribbled a few more drops before he stopped. The last man knelt down by my head. I nodded that it was ok. He pushed his cock close to my lips but shook his head when I opened my mouth. So I kept my lips closed as his cum oozed out of him. His hand was wrapped around the shaft so I figured he could stop it spurting like that. Four or five lots poured out, all of it over my lips, covering them completely before running down the sides of my face. By now everyone was clapping. When his cum stopped I open my lips and sucked his softening cock into my mouth together with a couple of spoons of his cum that was there. It flowed in my mouth, washing over my teeth, covering my tongue. I can’t tell you how sexed up I was. Just as he pulled away I felt a tongue jab into my pussy. It was Anna. She said afterwards she didn’t know what came over her. Nor did I, within 30 seconds I was cumming for the second time that night. More or less a first for me. The men helped clean me up a little before I went for a much-needed shower. I was covered in cum, all over my chest. All in my hair. My lips and cheeks soaked. My breasts soaked. Rachel did stay with the man all night, finally making him cum at about 4 in the morning. She said afterwards she didn’t believe anyone could cum so powerfully and as much as he did. She always stays over night when he stays here now. I don’t think he even pays the manager for that. It’s a private arrangement. The End Susan 081198 -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----