Message-ID: <26627asstr$970474205@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: rjnp@my-deja.com (Rui Jorge) X-Original-Message-ID: <39d7e8f0.34428858@news.telepac.pt> Reply-To: rjnp@my-deja.com NNTP-Posting-Date: 2 Oct 2000 01:52:34 GMT Subject: {ASSM} Write Club - Daphne Xu vs Pami Date: Mon, 2 Oct 2000 04:10:05 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: RuiJorge, Lambchop, dennyw Write Club - Daphne vs. Pami Duellists: - Daphne Xu - http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Daphne_Xu/www/ - Pami - http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Pami/www/ Referee: Rui Jorge There were no special rules. The words: - Daphne: liberty, reform, drug - Rui: mohican, nude, aquatic - Pami: chortle, tycoon, rainforest. The decision can be found on ASSD. The 'Write Club' site is at http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Rui_Favorites/www/Write_Club/ ------------------------------------------------------ The Sports Camp by Daphne xu (daphne@nym.alias.net) "Hey, Nancy! Funny seeing you here." Nancy jumped at the sound behind her. Oh, gosh! she thought. Someone recognized her! She'd hoped to be unknown in this event here. It would be so embarrassing to have someone find out she was here. This was way down in some place like South America -- Vespugia or something like that -- deep in the middle of the rainforest. She'd seen the flier posted on a couple streetlights, calling for participants in a sports event. The advertisement promised free transportation and room and board, as well as payment. She'd jumped at the opportunity, to get away from school, family, and everything else. It would be for a couple of months, and then she'd come back. When she arrived, she'd been disturbed and upset to discover that the sports would be all-nude events -- nude tennis, nude aquatic sports, nude gymnastics, nude volleyball, nude Taekwondo, and nude sex. She'd found that her tennis skirts, swimsuit, and leotards were all useless. Actually, not so useless. It was so darn hot down here, that she wore them during the day. She found herself to be quite popular here, because of her Japanese ancestry. There were very few Japanese Americans here, or Asian Americans of any type. Most were African Americans, but quite a few were white Americans as well. They were all from the US, to her surprise. Nobody was from any other country. A surprising number were pregnant, including the black roommate Nancy had been assigned. Nancy was surprised and a bit disturbed that they had to attend classes in the morning. But she was even more surprised to find that they were all much more interesting than classes at home were. In the afternoon, they took sports class, and also had time to wander around and think and relax. Nancy had signed up for tennis. Of course, the classes were nude and coed. Birth control pills were mandatory for all the girls, except the pregnant ones. There was also talk about drugs -- they were banned here, and drug-treatment was mandatory for those addicted. Nancy had never been in such a scrape before. Typically, the classes consisted of games, with relatively little instruction. They were meant to be fun, to watch as well as to play. Nancy noticed videocamera recorders hidden in spots, videotaping everything. Her first game was a three-set singles match against a guy. They were both nude, and Nancy was totally embarrassed at the start, going out in front of the others. But she was a good player, and put aside her embarrassment once the action started. She noticed that the guy kept getting distracted by erections, and she defeated him handily. She eventually became accustomed to the nudity, and during some of her free time watched other games in progress. Nancy was wearing a one-piece swimsuit now, and Amy was wearing a bikini top with shorts. Nancy put down the book she'd been engrossed in, and looked up. It was Amy, her older sister's best friend. Weren't they off at college now? "Amy! Hello, wha-- er, nice to see you here. How are you doing?" "So what are you reading there?" Amy asked. Nancy looked down at her book. "'The Last of the Mohicans.' It's rather long and slow, difficult to read. But it's quite interesting, once you get into it, and I can't seem to put it down now." "Oh, I read it two years ago for American Literature class. We had Mrs. Van Dorn. She was awfully tough." "Yes. She's part of the reason I ran away. But what are you doing here?" "Shhh..." whispered Amy, as she sat down next to Nancy. "I'm investigating." "Investigating? What do you mean?" "Investigating this place. We suspect that this is a front for laundering drug money. "Money-laundering?!?" "Yes. The financier of this camp is a Colombian tycoon, thought to be a major drug kingpin and importer of drugs into the USA." "But how could that be?" asked Nancy. "They seem to emphasize an awful lot the badness of drugs here. This could almost be a reform school for drug addicts and pregnant girls." "Yes," chortled Amy. "Notice the irony. It is designed to help out drug addicts and inner city kids. I've discovered quite a few things. I'm not at liberty to disclose them, just yet. But yes, this is a money-laundering scheme, and also a scheme for producing nude and sexy videos and pictures. But it seems like the tycoon discovered he was actually able to do good with this camp." "Well, I don't believe in God. But they say that God works in mysterious ways." "Yes, and the last thing I want to do is shut it down. There are so many other targets to go after." "What about college?" asked Nancy. "You haven't dropped out, have you?" "Leave of Absence," answered Amy. "They approved of the investigation. I might even get some independent- study credit, if I write it up. I'm not sure that I want to, now. Hey, I have to get going now. I do gymnastics in half an hour. Come and watch, if you want." "Okay. Nice to see you again!" Amy left. Nancy didn't have to show up for tennis for another couple of hours, so she sat for awhile thinking about things. She got up and headed toward the gymnasiums. She sat down in the bleachers, and watched. Two lines of girls and a few boys were headed toward the same vault bench. A girl from each line alternatively ran and flipped into a handstand over the bench and landed on the other side. Nancy wondered what would happen if two of them collided, but none ever did. She watched a very-late pregnant girl run rather breath- lessly up, wondering how in the world she would ever manage the vault. But she did it. A boy vaulted from the other line just behind her. A few minutes later, the end of the vaulting was announced, and the vault benches were removed and replaced by three sets of uneven bars. Amy entered to the set on the left; a boy Nancy recognized from her dorm entered to the middle; and, to Nancy's surprise, her roommate entered to the right. Someone blew a whistle, and they all started. Nancy watched all three of them in tern, but watched her roommate the most. They were all doing the same routine; her roommate a bit more slowly and clumsily than the others, but Nancy wondered how she could do it at all, being pregnant and all that. Her arms and legs must be so strong to accomplish that, she thought. After the event, the three participants ran to each other and congratulated each other, and Nancy couldn't help running down to hug them each in turn. A couple others came down from the audience as well. They all went back up to the audience together, and watched the rest of the show. Afterwards, they followed Nancy to the tennis courts. As Nancy slipped off her swimsuit and went up to her side of the court, she wondered if she could ever perform as well as the other three had just done. Of course, she was going to defeat her opponent, but she was good at tennis. She wondered if she should try something new. The END ------------------------------------------------------ Anna and the King by Pami (Pami1968@aol.com) Anna couldn't believe that she was actually here! Her parents would just absolutely DIE if they knew their darling daughter was somewhere in South America, on a rescue effort to save the Amazon rainforest. The activist group that she participated in had paid the airfare for her and five others to fly down to do what they could to stop the rape and pillage of the lush greenery. ********************************************* Anna was the youngest daughter of well-to-do parents in the Midwest United States. She had been their "favorite accident" and had been born when her mother was 44 and her father 50. Her older brothers and sisters (five of them) were separated evenly by two years apiece. Even in his home life, Anna's father liked to have everything go according to plan. As they were growing up, Anna's mother stayed home, raising them all like a good wife and mother, while her husband was the breadwinner. He had started as an assembly-line worker in a plant, but had managed to work his way all the way to the top. He had become the owner of his own plant, where he proudly employed his four sons, along with about 1000 other people in their small city. Not a financial tycoon, for sure, but the family had more than enough money to take nice vacations and not worry about college tuitions. Anna was the result of an evening after a Christmas party when her parents had a little too much to drink, and had mistakenly thought that it was a "safe" time of the month. She had been spoiled from the day of her birth, not only by her doting parents, who thought her the most beautiful baby they had ever seen, but also by her siblings. Her youngest sister was 12 and was overjoyed to have a live baby doll to play with. She attended public school in town, where she was always the first one picked for kickball at recess, and she always managed to charm her teachers into giving her A's, scattered with the occasional B. Homecoming Queen was a shoo-in, for Anna was as friendly as she was beautiful. Her blonde hair shone in thick waves down to her tight little ass, and her breasts had developed in nice sized C-cups with nipples that tilted up. Her blue eyes were always alight with good-hearted laughter, and when she wore her cheerleading outfit, her slim legs seemed to stretch on for miles. All the girls wanted to be her friend, and all the boys wanted to be her lover. But Anna held herself just a little bit aloof. She had no intention of rushing into sex, and certainly not in high school, when just one word could ruin a girl's reputation. She was friends with everyone, but that was it. She went off to college about six hours away. The school was in a city, and expensive. Anna was lucky that financial aid wasn't necessary, since her father had by now handed the reins of the plant over to her oldest brother and taken a generous retirement package. She drifted aimlessly through classes, not really sure of her direction in life. She changed majors three times in her freshman year, and settled on ecology just because it seemed a little more interesting than the others. At home she had a few pets, and she loved gardening, even creating a small aquatic garden with lily pads and various kinds of floating plants. She even liked the frogs that called her garden home, and enjoyed listening to them croak as she fell asleep at night. Then, during her sophomore year, Anna's life changed. She walked into a class on endangered species, and she saw the most magnificent man she imagined had ever existed. He was tall, dark, and handsome, of course, and Anna just knew that he was the one for her. She sat next to him and smiled at him with her straight white teeth, and introduced herself. Dirk saw her come through the door that first day. No man with blood running through his veins would miss her, he thought. She had the wholesome All-American look that won beauty pageants. Her plaid shorts came to mid-thigh, displaying a nice length of slim thigh and a pair of slightly dimpled knees. He had a sudden vision of those legs clasped around his waist as he thrust deep into her. He knew he was attractive... his mirror had told him that from the time he was old enough to look into one. When the vision sat down next to him and introduced herself, and he heard her melodic voice, he determined that he would have her. In every sense of the word. There was no doubt in his mind. He knew that she was meant for him. He had extended his hand that day and introduced himself to Anna, and he had held her hand long enough that she had developed a slight flush across her cheekbones. Then class had started and they both paid attention to the professor at the front of the room. Some sort of inner radar had kept them aware of each other the whole way through the lecture, though. Within two weeks, Dirk and Anna were an item. Wherever they went, people looked. Two such perfect specimens of the human race were hard to miss. Dirk had realized by now that Anna was a virgin, and he was tickled at the idea of being her first lover. Anna's sixth sense knew that she had saved herself specially for this man. They took things slow, not even kissing until the fifth date. Dirk was patient. He knew she would be worth the wait, and besides, he was able to satisfy his lustful urges with other coeds. He didn't consider it cheating on Anna... he was just used to getting his rocks off, and as long as he didn't deceive the other women into thinking he wanted them for more than a night or two, he didn't consider that he was doing anything wrong. The women didn't seem to mind. Dirk had talked Anna into joining his activist group. He was the leader of a grass-roots chapter of a prominent rainforest protection faction. They never did anything illegal, but they staged sit-ins and picketing of politicians' offices for legislative reform and other small potatoes types of protests. Anna's parents were just delighted that the light of their life seemed to have found a path in life. Not that she could do anything wrong, but her parents had spent some worried nights discussing their youngest child's lack of direction. When fall break had rolled around, Anna had brought Dirk home for the family to meet. Although it was rather sudden, the entire family seemed to like Dirk. He appeared to have it all... he was intelligent, good-looking, and he adored Anna just like they did. It was agreed upon that at semester break, Dirk would take Anna home to meet his family. Anna was excited by the idea, and although her family would miss her at the holidays, they said that it was okay with them. They lived in Florida, which was far away, but Anna assured her parents that when she and Dirk settled down, it would be closer to home. At the airport, Dirk surprised Anna. They were looking at the departing flights, when Dirk took Anna over to the international flights, and pointed at the monitor. "That's our flight, baby," he smiled at her. Anna was confused. "Dirk, honey... that doesn't go to Miami. That goes to... Brazil?" she responded with a question in her tone. Dirk sat her down in a chair and knelt before her. "Anna, you know how much the rainforest means, right?" She nodded. "Well, of course. Isn't that we have been working for?" Dirk grinned. "This is the opportunity of a lifetime. Headquarters has given our chapter six round trip plane tickets to go down and see if we can get through to some of the developers that are ruining the jungle." The excitement in his voice was obvious. "This is gonna be great, Anna! Just think... you and me, saving thousands of animals for the world." Anna was doubtful. "Well, Dirk. I thought... we were going to go meet your family. Won't they be worried when we don't show up?" "Anna... baby... they already know what my life's mission is. They know that we are going to save the planet. They know that you are with me, and they are just pleased that you and I are going to do this together. There will be plenty of time for you to meet them. We have our whole life together ahead of us, but this only comes along once in a lifetime." Dirk ended fervently, grasping Anna's hand in his. "Hey... are you guys coming along or what?" a feminine voice called across the din of the airport. It was Marielle, one of the other women in the group, and she was beckoning to them from an open gate where she was about to board a plane. "Baby? You coming?" Anna inhaled deeply and smiled at Dirk. "Well, okay. Let's go save the world, hon." And he smiled back at her as they crossed the seating area and boarded the plane. ****************************************** After four days' bus travel to get to the edge of the jungle, Anna, Dirk, Marielle, and the others in their little band of merry men were happy to arrive at their final destination. It had been an eye-opening experience, sitting on a non-air conditioned bus without a toilet for that long. The smelly bodies of the other passengers were almost too much for Anna, and even Dirk experienced a small twinge of doubt at various times during the trip. Nevertheless, there they were. They had one room for the six of them, with two queen sized beds. That meant some close sleeping quarters, but at least they had a shower in their room, which they drew lots to see who would get it first. Anna was last, but she groaned good- naturedly, and joked about making sure there was hot water for her when she finally got in. They slept like rocks that night, girls in one bed, guys in the other. Anna had pushed the sleeping arrangements, and it wasn't worth an argument to anyone to disagree with her. They were all a little nervous, but excited at their plans. The next morning they set out for the offices of Chem- Lab Industries. They had planned their itinerary on the way down to South America, and the group had decided that Chem-Lab was one of the companies that they absolutely HAD to reach with their message. They carried with them picket signs they had made the evening before, hoping that enough people understood English to be able to get their message across. The company was part of a vast international conglomerate that dabbled in everything from clothing manufacturing to construction to computer microchips to medical research. That was the part of the company that was Chem-Lab. Their mission was to discover new vaccines and cures to the health risks that the world faced. So far, the company was able to point to significant progress in the diagnosis and treatment of Alzheimer's Disease, and had come up with one of the most potent drug cocktails used to treat AIDS on the market today. It was no coincidence that they had one of their largest labs on the edge of the Amazon river basin. The area was rich in undiscovered plants and animals, and there was no way of knowing just what serums could be found in the blood and fluids of these wondrous species. Chem-Lab's building was a large white steel behemoth, looking out of place against the jungle on the horizon. Dirk, Anna, and company marched up to the lobby, approached the security guard and demanded to speak to the manager of the facility. The room was an atrium that was all glass on the front wall, and the sun shone through, nurturing the large trees that towered above the floor. The lobby was at least six or seven stories tall, and noises echoed in the hushed atmosphere. The security guard spoke some English, and understood what they were saying, but his mind was more occupied with lascivious thoughts of Anna, Marielle, and the other American girl standing before him. They were very fair-skinned compared with the women of his native country and he wondered if it was true that all American girls were sluts. He smiled at his thoughts, and the small group grew upset at his apparent disregard for their fervor. Their voices grew in volume, and they started to yell. Guy Evans heard the commotion through his window above the lobby. His office was on the third floor, and stretched the impressive width of the building. Since he was the president of this division of the company, it was only right that he had the largest office, of course. He was an American, with several degrees from universities around the world, including business and biochemistry. Guy punched up the camera view of the security guard's station and whistled as he saw the small group there. The placards they carried proclaimed themselves another damn bunch of liberal activists, but the whistle was for the women. They all looked to be around 20 or so, and the bodies on them were as delectable as they were different. Guy felt his cock twitch slightly in his pants, and he buzzed the guard's station. Dirk motioned the group to silence as the guard picked up the phone. The end of the conversation they heard consisted mostly of the word "Si" which they all knew meant yes, and the guard was nodding vociferously. Finally, he hung up the phone and smiled at the young adults. "Third floor. Senor Evans will meet with you." The group whooped a little bit and walked over to the elevator that the guard had indicated. On the way up to the third floor, they talked quickly and quietly and decided to let Dirk talk for them. They couldn't believe that it was that easy to get in to see the president of the division that easily! They were flushed with their success. Guy Evans himself greeted them as they disembarked from the elevator. He smiled genially, and shook each of their hands like they were real business colleagues. He cordially invited them into his office and had his secretary get them each a cold beverage. And then he let them talk. Anna was barely listening as she tried to make herself realize that she was really there. Dirk's voice rang with conviction, and while she took in the tone, she wasn't paying attention to his words. This Guy Evans wasn't anything like she expected. She wasn't sure what she HAD expected, but she knew that it wasn't this man before her. He was mild-mannered looking, probably around 45 or 50, standing about 5'10", small paunch to his belly, slightly graying black hair, and brown eyes that were behind wire-rimmed glasses. In fact, he looked sort of like her older brother Billy, and she thought that she might like this man. Surely he would listen to reason and stop invading the virgin territory that he was ruining with his company's selfishness. Guy was darkly tanned, she imagined from being outside in the tropical sun, and he had a tinge of redness to his skin. Almost like a native American Indian, she thought, and then she had a absurd vision of him dancing naked around a campfire like a savage Mohican. She giggled aloud, and then she blushed as she realized that the conversation had stopped with her interruption and she was now the focus of everyone's attention. Guy had been nodding and smiling as the boy talked, but he was really thinking about the women. The redhead... what was her name... Marysomething... had a voluptuous body that he would kill to see nude. She looked like a wild fuck with her long auburn hair and big tits. Her t-shirt was clinging to her and he could just make out her nipples as they grew erect in the air conditioning. And then there was the brunette. He couldn't even remember her name... she looked like a boy. Her dark hair was short and her breasts looked like mosquito bites. She didn't have much in the way of hips, and he wondered briefly if she was a dyke. He liked watching a little lesbian action, and he could just picture her strapping on a fake dick and driving it into the redhead until they both came their lights out. But the blonde. Holy Shit... if they made them like that in the States now, he needed to move back. She was a classic beauty, with that spun gold hair and those sea blue eyes, and the killer body to match. Guy wondered if her skin was as soft as it looked, and he knew he would have to find a way to find out. What was her name... Anna. That was it. Well, they called him the King of Chem- Lab. Maybe he would make his own little Anna and the King movie. He was startled out of his erotic fantasies by her laugh. Everyone looked at her, and she blushed. Dirk asked her what was funny with a slightly annoyed tone in his voice, and Anna just brushed it off with some remark about the bubbles from her carbonated soda going down the wrong way. Guy cleared his throat and then offered to give the activists a guided tour of the facilities. If they could see what good was coming out of the work done here, surely they would understand the necessity of invading further and further into the rainforest. Dirk asked if they could discuss it for a moment, and Guy smoothly acquiesced, walking to the other side of the vast room to give them privacy. Later on he would listen to the tapes and find out what they were saying. After a few minutes of heated conversation, Dirk announced that they would not be able to take a guided tour. Guy could see there had been an argument, because one of the other men and the redhead and the blonde had annoyed looks on their faces. He expressed his regret that they didn't want to investigate further since they had traveled so many thousands of miles but he wasn't going to force them into it. Perhaps they would like to come back the next day for lunch? He was sure that they would appreciate having some other Americans to talk to, and he would be more than happy to let them join the workers in the company cafeteria. They looked at each other, and then acquiesced. Even Dirk knew better than to try to keep them away from almost home-cooked food. After the group left, Guy called a couple of his most trusted chemists into his office. He shared with them the videotape of the small group that had just left, and he could see the lust in their eyes as they took in the well-formed bodies of the young men and women that would be coming back the next day. It wouldn't be the first group of activists that they had "turned to the dark side", and they discussed the best way to divide and conquer this assortment of innocents. The evening was uneventful for Dirk, Anna, Marielle, and the others. They had dinner in a small cantina, and Dirk did his best to make Anna smile. She was a bit depressed, being so far from home, with her family not knowing where she was, and Dirk set out to cheer her up. He did so with little problem... she was so transparent and she loved him so much that just holding his hand went a long way to making her feel better. That night Anna fell quickly asleep. After her breathing evened out, Marielle slipped out of the girls' bed and crawled over to the guys' bed. Dirk was on the edge furthest from the middle of the room, and she could make out his leg sticking out from under the sheet. She grinned. She and Dirk had been lovers for over a year, and she had no intention of his relationship with Anna interfering. Marielle ran her hand lightly up the well-muscled leg of Dirk, and heard him mumble in his sleep. He shifted, so she held her hand still for a moment. Then she continued feeling her way up until she reached the crotch of his boxer shorts. Normally Dirk slept naked, she knew, but he was wearing boxers to preserve the modesty of the group. She cupped her hand over the bulge she felt there, and cradled his soft prick in the warmth of her palm. Slowly, Marielle began to massage his length, and she was rewarded as Dirk's cock hardened under her touch. She strategically positioned the fly of the shorts over his dick, and as he grew erect, the material separated, allowed her to liberate his cock so she could touch it directly. Dirk moaned in his sleep. In his dream, Anna was finally touching him as he wanted her to. They hadn't even indulged in heavy petting yet, and the closest he had gotten to getting her to touch him was one night in the movies when she had accidentally missed the popcorn tub in his lap and touched his cock instead. She had quickly withdrawn her hand, but he had jerked off that night fantasizing about her opening his fly and giving him a hand job right there in the theater. In his dream, that was exactly what was happening, and it felt so good that he woke up. Dirk jumped as he woke up, realizing that there was indeed a hand jerking him off, and he immediately thought it was the guy next to him in bed. He pulled off the sheet and looked down in the darkness to see the faint outline of Marielle, and he could see that it was her. He breathed a huge sigh of relief and moaned quietly as he enjoyed the sensation of her hand rubbing over the head of his now fully erect cock. Marielle knew when Dirk woke up. His breathing changed, and when he threw the sheet back, she grinned up at him. She didn't miss a beat on his prick, though, and kept stroking him closer to his climax. Dirk knew he was getting close, and he didn't want to run the risk of anyone waking up at the wrong moment. He wasn't an exhibitionist, and although the idea of coming with other people in the room was kind of titillating, he couldn't imagine what Anna would say. Marielle was a hot bitch, but he loved Anna. So he pulled her hand off of him, and pointed at the bathroom. She crawled into the bathroom, shaking her ass at him as she went, and he followed, striding quickly across the room. The second he shut the bathroom door behind them, he dropped to his knees behind her. He leaned over her and as his hand felt the wetness of her cunt through her panties, he whispered in her ear. "You fucking bitch. You just can't get enough, can you? Is this what you want?" And he pulled aside the gusset of her drenched panties and thrust himself into her. He heard her start to moan, and he covered her mouth with his hand. He fucked her hard and deep. There was no love between them, but there was a burning lust on both of their parts. They knew what the other liked and they weren't ashamed to give it to each other. Luckily for Dirk and Marielle, what they both loved was hot and dirty sex, raw and wild, with a little bit of s & m thrown in for spice. It only took about five minutes for Marielle to orgasm. She loved feeling Dirk give it to her doggy style. He got so deep that she swore that his sperm would shoot out her mouth when he came. She moaned into Dirk's hand as she climaxed, and when Dirk felt her tight cunt spasm around him, he thrust hard into her and held it there as he spurted his essence into her. He bit the nape of her neck to keep himself from yelling, but damn.... it had been almost a week since his last fuck and it felt GOOD! He pulled out of her, and she turned around and cleaned him with her mouth. He loved it when she did that, and he hoped that someday Anna would be so nasty for him. Once their juices were off of him, he tucked himself back into his shorts and left the bathroom without a word. Marielle understood. She wiped her dripping pussy with some toilet tissue, and went off to bed herself. Neither one of them noticed that Anna's breathing had changed. *********************************** The next morning, the small group got showered and dressed and headed off to Chem-lab for their lunch appointment. If Anna was quiet, no one really noticed except Dirk, and he accepted her excuse about the heat getting to her at face value. Guy met them in the atrium this time. He smiled as he checked out the women again, and he smirked inside as he thought about the fun he had planned. On the surface, though, he was quite the genial host, and led them to a small room on the top floor. Once there, he explained that he had decided that it would be better to have them all together in a smaller room so that they could get to know each other better. He introduced Mark Palmer and Trisha Johnson to Dirk, Anna, and the rest. Mark and Trisha were also American, which helped to give them all a common ground. They all sat down around an oval table and a waitress began serving them their meal. It was delicious, Anna thought, as she munched on a leafy green salad with a wonderful ranch dressing on it. There was wine... white, and a fine merlot, if they preferred. Anna wasn't much used to drinking, but she didn't want to shame Dirk in front of anyone, so she agreed to a glass of white wine. Guy, Mark, and Trisha drank water, since they were working of course. Anna's mind was whirling with what she had seen and heard the previous night. It was obvious to her that Marielle and Dirk had something going on, and she didn't know what to do about it. She didn't want to confront them here, in a strange country, and she still loved Dirk. But Anna really wished that she had gone home to see her family for the holidays. It was apparent to Guy that something was bothering Anna. He really couldn't care less what it was, but he asked her in order to gain her confidence. The conversations around them receded into the background, and Anna found herself telling Guy the whole story about Dirk and Marielle. He was just so like her brother... she felt so comfortable around him. Guy nodded at the waitress, who kept refilling Anna's wine glass. He felt exultant inside. This was going to be so easy, he thought, as he chuckled...no, he chortled! Anna stopped suddenly. Was this man laughing at her? There she was, telling him her troubles, and he laughed in the middle of them. She felt tears in her eyes, and she got up from the table and quickly walked to the windows. Mark and Trisha looked up at Guy in alarm. They were having a great time and couldn't wait for the next phase of the plan. Was Guy going to ruin it now? But Guy just nodded and smiled at them and they relaxed and concentrated on the tight young bodies before them. Guy got up and went over to Anna. She was looking out the window and crying. He took her gently by the arm and led her into the next room. "Now Anna. Come here," and he took her into his arms and let her cry into his shoulder. He soothed her with words of comfort. Anna felt good standing here with Guy. Oh, he WAS just like her brother Billy! He was so kind and understanding, and she just couldn't remember why they were here to make trouble for this kind hearted gentle soul. He just wanted to help humanity. She decided that she would do what she could to make Dirk understand. They would just have to move on to the next on their list of targets on their itinerary. Slowly, as her tears cleared up, Anna became aware of something hard pushing against her stomach. She glanced down, and she saw that Guy's cock seemed huge and was making the bulge she felt. She drew away quickly, but she felt a small tingle in her nether regions. It must be the wine, she thought. Guy smirked to himself as he saw Anna look down at his cock. The newly discovered aphrodisiac in the wine was taking effect. He could see her nipples grow erect and his mouth watered at the sight. Soon, he told himself. "Anna, sometimes men are just like that. They just have to get laid, you know. If we don't get release, we just become animals." Guy told her matter of factly. He knew that the drug was working, because Anna's sea blue eyes just looked up into his and she didn't move a muscle. "Your precious Dirk is no better than the rest of us, sweet Anna" he informed her, taking her by the hand over to the wall that adjoined the banquet room. "Just look at this..." and he touched a button. The wall dematerialized into a two-way mirror and Guy and Anna looked into the room they had left. Anna's breath caught in her throat. Marielle was sucking off Mark, and while she was on all fours, one of the other guys in their group was licking her pussy. Over in the other corner, there was a daisy chain, with Trisha, and Kathy, the boyish brunette, and Dirk, and the other guy they had brought with them. Anna felt electricity run down her spine and explode somewhere "down there" as she watched. "Now, Anna, don't you want to feel that pleasure?" Guy murmured at her. He took her hand and placed it on his now exposed cock, wrapping his hand around hers to jerk him off. As she picked up the rhythm he bent down and started sucking on her tits through her blouse. She hadn't worn a bra, and she felt every lick and suck and nibble. And it felt GREAT! She couldn't stop watching the debauchery in the neighboring room, and she didn't want to have the wonderful sensations stop running through her body. "Yes..." Anna panted as she continued to stroke Guy's prick. She didn't care anymore. She wanted to know what it was all about. She pushed Guy away from her. She pulled her shirt over her head, unsnapped her shorts and pushed them down to the floor with her panties. Guy was amazed. What a hot slut she was turning into! Anna was beyond his wildest dreams. Her body was even better than he imagined, and he silently thanking her stupid boyfriend for giving him this gift. When Anna bent over, staring through the window at her friends, and she looked over her back at him, he moved as quickly as he could. His cock up against her dripping snatch, he rubbed back and forth until he heard her start to moan. "Beg for it, Anna. Tell me... Tell me what you want... come on, Anna..." Anna's head swirled from the wine and the drug and the show in front of her, and she knew what she wanted. She wanted to feel what Marielle had felt last night. As he heard her start to beg him, Guy hit a button on the wall by her head. As the two way mirror turned into plain glass, Dirk saw the love of his life scream in passion as the man behind her rammed his cock into her. The sight was too much for Dirk, and he lost it then, shooting his load into the sucking mouth of Trisha. As he yelled, the rest of the group saw the same sight, and one by one, they all climaxed. Guy smiled as he and Anna shuddered in orgasm together. 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