Message-ID: <29663asstr$986116205@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Message-ID: <20010401054119.56683.qmail@web10707.mail.yahoo.com> From: "Ted E. Bear" MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Subject: {ASSM} RP: Taken By Mistake Parts 1 and 2 {lindaj} M+F, nc, bond, anal, oral, cheat, beast and some dream Date: Sun, 1 Apr 2001 05:10:05 -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: gill-bates, dennyw ***************************************************** Note: This was originally posted in 1997 to alt.sex. stories.d by lindaj@cris.com, which is no longer her address. Linda, if you're still out there, please email me! To the rest of you, if you know if there were other chapters/parts written, please email me, especially if you know where I can get my hands on them! tedebear690@yahoo.com ******************************************************* Taken By Mistake By lindaj@cris.com Part 1 I had to go next door to feed Brut and water the neighbors plants. They had to go out of town for a few days on a business trip. Peter had a meeting in Frankfort Germany and Sally went with him. My husband left for a 5 day run, (he's a long distance truck driver) and I wanted to be early to get to one of my favorite flee markets. It was a lovely day and I decided to wear the dress I borrowed from Sally the day before. I never wore a dress so sexy before, I always get a kick out of dressing and looking so beautiful, Sally and I are very stunning when we go out together, and many times we are taken for sisters. Some even think twins when we dress alike. My red hair is just a little shorter than Sally's. I knew I had to hurry in order to get there before the rest of the world woke up, so I ran out her back door, into her neighbor's back yard, I fed Brut, and went in the back door of the Johnson's to water the plants. Leaving, it was easier to go out the front door to my car. I could not help but think as I walked to the car. It was a good thing that Peter and Sally took their car to the airport. We both have black Toyota Celica's and I don't know how many times I would try to unlock their car. At least today I would not have to worry about unlocking the right car. I could not help thinking how nice it is to have friends like Peter and Sally, Phil and I have known them now for almost 4 years, and they are very good friends. Driving away from my house I did not notice the van following me, I gave it no thought when the van pulled into the parking slot very close to my car. I just figured it was another early bird. When I stepped out of my car and shut the door, the side door of the van opened and before I knew what was happening, or could even scream, I was being pulled into the side of the van. I felt the strong arms around my waist and a hand over my mouth, I felt a sting in my arm, and every thing went black. As I started to wake up, I realized that I was laying down on a bed of some sort. There was something in my mouth and I could not see because something was over my head, like a leather sack of some sort. My hands were behind my back and they were secured with hand cuffs and I could hear voices talking, they were men. My mind was racing. "Why? Why did they kidnap me, we don't have any money to speak of." and I started to cry to myself as I lay there. I heard one of the men ask another, "How long before she wakes up?" The guy he asked said, "Maybe an hour, maybe less." The first guy then asked, "Are you going to take off the hood? And get the gag off of her when she wakes up and cooperates with us?" "If she is nice, I'll pull out the mouth piece and let here eat or drink" Then another man asked, "How long are we going to keep her anyway?" The first guy answered, "Just as soon as her fucking husband deposits the money. We'll knock her out again and put her back in her car. That is, if she want's to go back to him. She just may decide to leave him when she finds out what he's done. If she does go back, she'll be returned the same way we found her." A voice popped up and said, "Oh yeah, how's that?" Then the first guy said something that scared me to the bone. "Freshly fucked, only she'll be so well fucked, that the cum will ooze from her for days!" Another man said, "I can't wait to get into that pussy. Her husband said that there is not a hotter piece of ass in the world!" My eyes opened wide, I felt the leather hood against my eye lids. I was in complete horror. MY HUSBAND! My husband would never say that. He knows that I don't like sex. He knows that I only put his thing in my mouth to pacify him, so he won't put that monster of a thing into my pussy. Ever since we were both 13, I would get him off with my mouth, just so that he wouldn't make love to me. MY husband would never say that. We make love maybe once every three to four months, when he has to have it. I then heard one ask "When do you think we will get a answer and our money?" another man said "That son of a bitch has until 6 p.m. to give me that formula, if he doesn't he will never see his sex bitch again, I have a white slaver ready to buy her" "No shit!" another voice said "How much?" Then the first guy said "$100,000, but I'll make 20 times that with that fucking formula!" Another voice asked, "Jesus, is that stuff that good?" The first voice said, "You can bet your ass it is! I have seen woman do things that they would never do! It takes away any and all inhibitions when she comes out of it. I'll show you. I still have a little left over from our testing!" Another asked, "What test? You mean you actually got woman to try that shit?" Then I heard a lot of laughter "Oh fuck no!" the first guy said, "He tested it. They just didn't know that they were being used as guinea pigs. But no one was wilder or hotter with it, than this sweet cunt over there. Peter must have been testing it on her for about 9 months. The videos I have seen of her fucking all of those guys is almost unbelievable. Peter said all he did was put one drop in here morning coffee every day and from the very first day, she became a sex fiend. He told me he even cut back the amount to one drop every other day, then one drop every three days, then once a week and finally only once a month. He told me that she is a cock hungry, fucking nymph. I have seen so many videos of her, I feel that I already know every inch of her. I just recently found out that Peter was testing it on her." "Geeze!" a voice said, "Then that shit's a gold mine! Just think, any poor guy with a cold fish for a wife, could get the girl of his dreams. Hell, I would pay big bucks for some of that stuff. My wife is so fucking dead when it comes to sex!" He was interrupted with a lot of laughter. The first voice said, "You should see this fucking cunt! She doesn't just suck cock, she makes love to it with her mouth. She doesn't just fuck, she goes ape shit! She just can't get enough of it, and you know what else?" not waiting for a answer he said, "She always wants more. You should see some of the things she uses to fuck herself with! God, just thinking of what I have seen is getting me hard as a rock!" Then several voices said, "Yeah, me too!" or "Oh yeah!" Another man said, "Man I can't wait. I think I'll just go and get some of that right now." I heard that and froze. I knew that I had to pretend to be still knocked out from that shot that they gave me. Then I heard the first one say, "OK, go ahead, but you'll be sorry. I know for a fact, when she wakes up, you will have the best sex that you have ever had in your entire life, but like she is right now, you might as well just beat your meat." Every one laughed. Everyone but me. I knew they had the wrong woman, but they didn't. I then heard the guy say, "OK, I'll wait, but what makes you think she is going to be hot for us? When she comes too, she'll be afraid, and anything she will do will be out of fear, not out of desire." The first guy said, "Maybe, maybe not. I have seen her fuck 6 guys in one session many times. I know that she likes lots of cocks. She just may wake up, listen to what I have to tell her and she may cooperate with us. If not, I have some of the stuff and it works fast. If she decides not to put out, I'll give her some of this, then she'll be raping all of you boys." and they all broke out in laughter again. I then heard one man say, "I wish I could have seen one of those videos of her. I'll bet she's really something." The first voice said, "I saw her video last night and she is one hot fucking bitch!" "Oh yeah!" the guy said, "You guys have seen her in action but I haven't. I don't think she is any hotter than any other cunt I ever fucked" "Oh yeah, well then just watch this. I brought the video with me, her husband left it in his machine before flying out." I wanted to scream out, `you've got the wrong woman' but then I realized, `what if I do convince them that I'm not the right woman!" Then I became worried even more. `What would they do to me? Would they just dispose of me?' I then heard one of them insert the video tape into a machine, and the sound of a TV coming on. It was apparent that they were going to watch it. I could not believe what I had been hearing; `Formula? Thousands of dollars? White slavery?' `Why oh why did Phil have to be on the road all the time? Why couldn't he be here to protect me? I'll never see him again, will I? These men were all talking about this guy's wife all about sex, sex, sex, sex, God, why did men have to always think about that? What is this thing with sex. I pacify Phil, thank god he's not like these men.' When the video started one of the guys said, "Hey, are you guys sure that's her? She sure looks different in the video?" Another said, "Fuck yeah! Look at the dress. It's the same one! Besides, I watched her come out of her house. That's her all right! See the red hair?" I wanted to scream out. `No! No it's not me! You have the wrong girl! It's not me!' I could hear them breathing, it was so quite. I could hear everything from the TV. I could hear the slurping and then I heard one man say "Good God! Look at the way she attacks that guys dick! I never saw any one work a cock like that! Shit she does love it! Look at her go!" I listened to see if I could hear anything that may help me when I get free, so that the police could catch these bastards. Then I heard a voice I was sure I recognized. It sounded like Peter and he said, "What do you think baby, is his cock big enough for you?" I could hear the woman make a loving, hungry sound like "Hmmmmmmmm". Then the guy said, "That's it baby. Suck that cock, here use this." One guy said, "Look at that, she's going to fuck herself while she sucks him off!" The first guy said, "Yes, but look where she puts it, after she spits on it! Look at that boys, she loves it in her ass hole, I told you boys that she's insatiable!" One voice said, "Go baby go! Fuck that ass!" after a pause, he added, "I'm going to get me some of that, when she wakes up!" I know it sounded like Peter, but I knew it could not be him. Then I heard a voice I was positive I knew. `MY GOD, IT IS SALLY.' Jesus, they think I'm Sally! It was Peter! Her dress, I came out of their house, Oh my God, it can't be! This is a bad dream! Then I heard her say, "Oh, baby, I love this, I love it. Come on and fuck me with it. Fuck me baby." I don't know what happen or what position she got into, but whatever it was, the men liked it, and Sally kept telling the man doing her, I had assumed it was Peter, but then I heard Peter's voice say, "Yea, baby, fuck him! Fuck him hard! That's it!" My god, Peter, how could you? I have had supper with him! We played cards together! Gone on trips together! Sally No, it can't be you! My mind was racing again. I could not believe my ears, Sally was loving every minute of it. There was no doubt whatsoever that she was going nuts! I could hear her slamming herself against the man fucking her. Sally my best friend, Sally the one who I confided that Phil and I seldom if ever had sex, that to me, it was my duty to let him do it. Sally who told me to just hang in there and that maybe one day it would be good for me. I was hearing her screaming for the guy to fuck her harder, screaming that she was close to cuming, screaming over and over "GIVE IT TO ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! OH SHIT IT'S SO GOOD! JUST FUCK ME! FUCK MEEEEEEEEE!" I never heard anything like that in my life, I was 27 years old and never heard or felt anything like that. Nothing had ever brought me to the point of such enjoyment, let alone the wild, hungry sex stuff that I was hearing from her. I have read things about climaxing. I know that it felt good once in awhile, when Phil could last more than a minute, but never ever anything close to what I was hearing from her lips. I heard her groan, and then the guy was groaning. I knew that sound in a man, it meant he finished. I never made that groaning sound. I would just be thankful that it was over and when Phil pulled out, I could jump up and go empty myself. I then heard Sally's voice say, "Next! Come on, get over here! I need more dick!" Then one of the guys there said, "Jesus, she is hot, she's a fucking slut, she can't get enough!" The first guy said, "It's the stuff guys! That shit will make any woman just like that. And best of all, it takes so very little!" I heard foot steps. Someone was walking over to where I was. I felt the weight of someone sitting on the bed next to me. I told my self to play dead, to act like I was still out cold. The guy shook me and said, "You awake honey? Hey! Honey! Come on baby. Wake up, I want to fuck you bad!" One of the other guys asked him, "Well, is she awake yet?" He said, "No, but I got to touch this pussy, I just may eat it and see if she wakes up that way!" A couple guys laughed. I felt the guy roll me onto my back. My heart was pounding and my eyes were wide open in the darkness of my hood. I was biting on the ball in my mouth. I felt him open my legs. I told myself that in order to survive this I had to pretend to be out, to make my body limp, to not resist. Let him do what ever he wants. It would be just like Phil, once he gets his rocks off, he'll go away. I felt his hand go to my vagina. Then he said, "I thought you said she never wore panties?" The first guy said, "Her husband told me she never wears them. Maybe she's on the rag?" The guy probed me, put his face between me legs and smelled, then he said "Nope, she's not on the rag." and with that he lifted my hips up and pulled off my panties. Unlike Phil, once his bare fingers went to work, touching me near the top of my bush, Phil had never touched me there, he found a spot and started rubbing. That sent something like electric sparks through out my body. I was scared to death, I knew I couldn't move, or even let him think that I was awake. Yet this bastard was doing something to me, something that I could not help but to like the feel of. I heard Sally, she was going nuts again. She was screaming at who ever it was fucking her to do it harder! Then slurping. I assume she started sucking her husband. Then Peters voice said, "That's it baby. Suck his cock. Suck that cum dripping dick that just came out of your hot cunt! Suck it! Do you want me to fuck your asshole faster baby?" I heard the slurping stop long enough for Sally to say "Yes! Oh yes! Fuck yes! Do it! Fuck my ass! Fuck me!" I then heard another voice say, "Jesus, Peter she's a wild cat, I can't stay in her!" By this time I had a picture in my mind of her straddling a man, Peter behind her and somehow she was sucking another guy's dick. All of a sudden my mind was brought back to the fingers touching me. Those fingers wouldn't stop, they just wouldn't stop! `OH GOD! PLEASE DON'T LET THEM STOP. OH JESUS, SWEET JESUS! OH GOD, IT FEEL SO WONDERFUL! OH MY GOD! I THINK I'M GOING TO CLIMAX. YES, YES, YES, OH SHIT YESSSSS! I was going wild in my head, how I was able not to move my body and betray myself I don't know. Half of me was going wild with my very first climax, the other half of me was forcing myself to stay limp, to act knocked out. My body didn't move, it didn't tense up, what did happen shocked me. My vagina felt swollen. It felt open and I didn't want the fingers inside of it to stop rubbing near the top of my bush. I wanted them to slide down into the opening. As if he was reading my mind, his fingers slid down, they slid in and he started to slide his fingers in and out of me very slowly. I heard him say, "You should see this! She's out cold and her cunt is dripping wet! She is definitely one hot bitch! I wonder if I can make her cum? Do you guys think I can? Anyone want to bet me that I can't?" One of the guys said, "Leave her alone. This is good, come on over and watch this!" The guy on the bed said, "Watch it yourself! I want to make this bitch cum! I want to eat her out!" Oh God, he's a cannibal! He wants to eat me! He wants to make me cum and then kill me and eat me. I suddenly felt something warm and wet at the top of my bush and I realized that it was his tongue. I felt his face between my legs and I wanted to cry. I wanted to tell him the same thing that I told my husband when he tried to do it. I wanted to tell him to stop, that it was nasty, that it was disgusting and that I could not do it! But I did not want him to know that I was awake. I knew they would use me, if they found out. Why couldn't he just touch me like he had been doing? It felt so wonderful, so good and I wanted to get that feeling again. As I was laying there, I realized, whatever he was doing with his mouth and tongue was making me feel good, no, better than good. His mouth was sucking on something near the top of my gash, and it was driving me crazy! I could feel myself going to that place I was at when he used his fingers, only it was different. It was so different that it felt like heaven and I was loosing control. I felt his mouth and I loved it. I could not think it was nasty anymore. It was blissful. I could not think it was disgusting, as it was the best feeling that I had ever felt in my entire life. My hips moved, as I started to push against his mouth. I did not want him to stop. I was getting there fast, REAL fast and I felt my vagina contract and then I felt my butt hole flex. I moaned as I went over the top, to a feeling like never before. It was like the first time, when he used his fingers, only somehow it was even more intense this time. I was humping against his mouth, as I moaned and climaxed. I ground my groin against him, and as I hung there in this blissful climax, I was hoping that he wouldn't stop. I felt this warm, this floating feeling and I did not want it to end. He never stopped, he licked and held my ass with his big hands. I felt him lift my thighs up and I felt him lick all around my ass hole. When his mouth and tongue were at my asshole, his fingers worked the place he had been licking at and in my gash. He kept me in a state of pure heaven. His licking my asshole felt wonderful, and I don't know if it was his fingers or his mouth, because they worked on me at the same time. It made this wonderful feeling twice as intense, maybe three to four times as intense. I felt his tongue push into my ass, and I wanted more. I was moaning now non-stop. I was so lost in my own pleasure I did not notice that the men had come over to where we were. My mind was spinning. When I did notice that there was another person with us. It was because I felt his warm breath near my ear and he said, "I'm going to take the ball out of your mouth, and let you suck my cock. Would you like that baby?" I heard him, but I was not listening to him. For the very first time in my life, I was having sex the way I had heard sex could be. The fact that the person making me feel this way was not my husband, never even crossed my mind. I had been denied a pleasure I never knew existed, and if they had not made a mistake when they picked me up, I would have never experienced this. I felt my head being lifted up and someone untied something. Then I felt the ball come out of my mouth. I barley had time to breath when I felt a hard dick touching my lips. What came over me I don't know, all of a sudden, I wanted to give pleasure, I was being given pleasure way beyond anything I had ever had in my life. Some how I wanted to express myself in gratefulness. I knew that the guy with his cock at my lips, was not the same one licking me, but he would do. I moved my head up and for his dick. I knew how to suck a dick, I did it to Phil to get him off. I had never done it for me. Something in me now, wanted it to be not good, but to have it be the greatest blow job I could give. His cock did not smell like Phil's, his smelled clean. I licked it, I worked it, I made love to his dick with my mouth. He was making all kinds of sounds, and I could feel it swelling up. I knew that he was close, and just as I felt his cock pulsate and squirt his sperm into my mouth, my own body exploded again. My whole body shook as I felt my vagina twitch and wave after wave went through my body again, with my head spinning with pleasure. As the man pulled out of my mouth, I said quickly, "I have to pee." With that, a voice said, "Take her to the john, let her pee, but don't uncuff her." I felt hands help me up to my feet, and slowly guide me to I guess the bathroom. I was turned around and I felt him lift the back of my dress. I sat down and relieved myself. I all of a sudden realized, with my hand behind my back that I couldn't wipe myself. I asked "Could you let me wipe myself please?" He said with a chuckle "No, but I'll do it for you." I could not see who it was with me. I had no idea if it was the same man that just fondled me to my first ever climax, or if it was the man that I had just sucked his cock and swallowed his cum. All I know was that I was embarrassed. I wanted to just die. He said, "Open your legs." as he used his hands and pushed my knees apart. I did not try to fight him and I felt him wipe me. Then I felt him touch that special spot that made me want to jump out of my skin. It was like electricity, with his fingers touching me. In the split second that it took for his finger to touch me there, I knew I did not want him to stop. God forgive me, I wanted that feeling again. I know, I know it's crazy. Here I was being humiliated, kidnapped, and touched by a person whom I didn't even know. But in 27 years, I have never felt such pleasure as I had just a few minutes ago and I wanted it again, no, I needed to feel it just one more time. My husband Phil never made me feel like this and I had no idea that a women could experience such pleasure. I remembered how many times Sally brought up the conversation of sex, and I would always cut her off, telling her it was something I did not want to talk about. That it was a necessary duty that I had to perform as a wife, and I would always quickly change the subject. Now I understood why she was making so much noise, well to a point. I also understood that I was able to control myself. I did not get anywhere near the noises she had been making. I could feel that feeling starting to grow and I pushed against his fingers. He said, "That's it baby, you like that don't you? You like your clit rubbed, you are so wet! How's that hole of yours?" I really was not listening to him. I was concentrating on those fingers. I felt him start to rub downward and in a quick second, he slid, I think, one or two fingers into my hole. I expected my enjoyment to die a little when he left my "clit", I think that's what he called it, but to my surprise, the feeling intensified. I had my hands behind my back supporting myself on the back of the seat. I felt like I was chasing his fingers, I wanted them on my clit, and sliding up and down and in my hole. I could not decide what felt the best, and the more I moved, chasing his fingers, the harder he worked me. I was breathing very hard, and grunting, wanting more of that feeling. He said, "God your a fucking wild cat! I'll bet that your cunt is hot as hell! Come on, lets go to the bed. I'll tell you what, I'm going to uncuff your hands from behind your back, and let you have some freedom. I'll just cuff you to the bed. Promise me that you won't do anything stupid, OK?" I barley comprehended what he was saying I wanted his fingers taking me to that wonderful place. I finely realized what he was asking, and I somehow said, "Yes." He pulled his hand away just long enough to help me up off the seat, my dress fell and before I took a step, his hand was pulling up the front of my dress, and he went for my groin. I stood for a moment and opened my legs wide, so that he could get in there. As he hit my clit with his finger tips, he pushed me slowly, I assume out the bathroom to the bed. It was hard to walk, I did not want to walk, I wanted to stand there and get that feeling. I did notice that in walking, it sort of kept that great feeling right at a plateau, not getting any better, yet not losing anything either. When my knees touched the bed, I heard keys. He was behind my back and he undid the hand cuffs. He left the one on my left hand, and took off the one on my right. He said, "Bend over baby, put your hands on the bed" I did and I heard him click the loose cuff to the bed post, I assumed. He whispered in my ear, "OK baby, just lay down. Put your tummy and hips right at the edge." I did what he said. I felt him pull up the back of my dress. I felt the air on it and I was hoping that the other men were busy watching the sex film that I was hearing. I did not want them to see me like this. I knew my that ass was showing and somehow I was ashamed, ashamed of the way I was acting and feeling. Ashamed that I was stretching my legs apart for this stranger, that for the moment had complete control over my desires. I heard him say, "That's it baby! Now open your legs more. Yes. More. That's it!" I felt him move behind me and I thought he was going to touch me again with his fingers, I felt him behind me and I realized that he had his head and face between my legs. I panicked, Phil tried to put his face down between my legs when we first got together. I say tried, because I told him that he was sick! That his lips that kissed me had no business between my legs. I tried to close my legs, but with him there I could not. I felt something warm and wet touch my opening. God, it felt good! His hands grabbed each of my cheeks and he spread them apart. I felt him move down and he found my clit. I don't know what happened, but when he touched it, I moaned, I moaned out loud. He put his lips around the area and started to suck gently. When he did that, I started to flip out. It was the most wonderful feeling I have ever had. I could feel the inside of my own vagina clinching and the feeling was magnificent. I felt him bring his fingers up and slowly put them inside of me. I was pushing back, I wanted to feel them inside of me. I wanted his lips to never, and I mean never, leave my groin. He pulled his fingers out and I wanted to cry out, "NO! LEAVE THEM THERE!" but I didn't. Then I felt him let go of my clit and box it with his tongue. He started to move upward and I felt his tongue licking gently around my hole. I felt like I was swollen, I was so sensitive. I could feel him sticking his tongue inside of my hole and I shivered and shook from the feeling. I pushed back against him to get more of that feeling. I could hear Sally in the background, she was talking to whoever was with her in the video. She was not making any sense. Just an hour before, I would never have understood how, or why she was making those sounds and talking so nasty. I heard her tell someone, "Come on baby, please fuck me. I'm so hot! Come on and give it to me! I need it! I need more cock!" I heard a slurping sound and a man's voice say, "Bitch, if you can get it hard again, it's all yours. You already fucked all four of us three times! We can only do so much!" I heard the other men in the video laugh and then men watching it laughed too. One said "God, she is insatiable!" Another said, "Wait until I get this pole of mine into her. I'll bet that she gets enough then!" Between the video, Sally and the men in the other room, along with the man licking me, I was losing it. I was loosing control completely and could think of nothing but this feeling that he was giving me. I wanted to feel the things Sally was feeling. I still did not understand this thing about fucking, it was just a motion, but these things that this man was doing to me was heaven. I could easily let Phil fuck me once or maybe twice a week if he would just make me feel like this man did. I heard Peters voice. He said, "Sally, would you like me to go get Brut for you?" I heard her say "Yes! Yes, please go get him!" "My God!" I thought. "Brut! Jesus, Brut was their dog! Oh god, no! She wouldn't let her dog touch her!" I lost track of my thoughts as I felt myself being taken to that wonderful mountain top. I was racing to that wonderful feeling. It was better than when he had used his fingers. I felt him, just as my whole body started to shake, move his tongue from my open vagina to my ass hole. Any other time and I would have bolted forward away from it, but right now, I pushed back against it. It felt warm, and protruding inside my asshole. I could feel my ass hole clenching around his tongue, in time with my vagina as it clenched. I was now moaning every bit as loud as Sally was on the video. I was having wave after wave of pleasure course through my body. I could feel the pleasure in my head, in my brain, in my toes, in fact they were curled tight as I shook. I did not want the feeling to end. I felt him pull back from me and I said through the hole in the mask "No! Please no, more! For God sakes more!" I felt him move his body and I realized that he wanted to stick his thing into me. I said to myself, "Why not? He made you feel something like never before, let him get his rocks off." I kept waiting to hear him spit on his cock the way Phil does before he puts it into me. Those times that he doesn't, it hurts like hell. I waited and when I felt the head against me I waited for the rough pain to come. I was shocked, it slid into me like he had spit on it, only a lot easier. I thought for a split second that he just might be too small to hurt me but then I felt my opening stretching. I mean he was filling me! My head was swimming, I was getting a sensation that I had never felt before. I knew he would push in, make just three or four strokes before emptying himself into me. I felt so full and so warm. I counted, "1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6. Oh God, that feels good!" With each stroke, it felt stronger and stronger. I waited for the wonderful feeling to end and for him to pull out, but it did not happen. He was not only going in and out, he was doing so at a wonderfully fast pace. I felt him pull all they way out and then slide it all the way back, deep inside of me. Part 2 I was going nuts. I heard a voice. It was my voice! I was saying, "Jesus! Oh God! Oh Jesus! Fuck me! Give it to me! Harder! Don't stop! Please don't stop!" I felt like I was building to a greater feeling than I had already felt from him. I was begging him. "PLEASE! PLEASE DON'T STOP! FOR GOD SAKE PLEASE! IT SO GOOD! IT'S SO FUCKING GOOD!" I was picking these words up from listening to Sally on the video. It seemed that the more that I said it to him, the faster he went. I swear his cock got fatter. I felt it coming on. It was that mountain top again, only it was so much more, so much more. I was making sounds that I had never heard before. I was beyond understanding myself. I felt his cock explode inside of me, I swear it exploded. Then I felt wave after wave of pleasure sending my body into the most wonderful feeling I ever had in my life. My climax hit me at the same time as he came. Nothing had ever felt this great before. I hate to admit it, but I wanted more. I wanted to feel that feeling again. He held me very tight as he pumped his cum into me. I could feel this guys dick starting to shrink, yet my own climax was still coursing threw my body. He started to pull out and I wanted to scream "NO! NO DON'T!" but I knew that I could not let him, or anyone else, know how much I loved that feeling. I knew if I did, I would be called a slut and a whore. I know I am not one, and I could never allow myself to be put in that category, no matter what. I felt him pull out of me and the waves of pleasure I knew would die. As soon as he pulled out and moved away, I felt another dick pushing into me. My mind was screaming "YES! YES! Oh God YES!" I moaned out loud as I felt my head being turned and I had a very wet half hard cock being put through the hole opening for my mouth. The guy said "Here bitch! Suck me clean! Taste your cunt!" I recognized that smell, it was the same type of smell I always smelled on Phil when he had me suck him off at night, after he came home late. So that's the smell of a women's juices mixed with a man's. Now I knew! Funny thing, when I smelled it, I immediately realized that it was my juice and his cum. God I hate to admit this, but I attacked his cock. I gulped at it, I wanted to taste us. The guy fucking me was just as big as the other one, and just as good. I felt fingers going over the top of my cheeks and fingers working down the crack of my ass. The hand was working down and I felt a finger touching my ass hole. It felt good, when the guy would slam into me, it would push the other guys finger against my butt hole. After a few minutes, I think he worked it in a little. I felt dirty, I felt nasty and I felt used but I also felt very, very excited. It seemed to get me hotter. The cock I was sucking, that had started out only half-hard, went soft and then I felt it coming back to life. It was getting hard again, and that, almost in itself, was making me crazy with lust. I felt I think two fingers working into my ass, as the other guy was fucking me. I felt his cock start to swell up, and I knew that it would be any second now, when he would start to shot his cum into me and I would crest that tidal wave of pleasure. I heard this girl screaming. She was screaming in pleasure. She was yelling over and over "FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! OH GOD! IT'S SO GOOD! FUCK ME! MAKE ME CUM! MAKE ME CUM! FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARDER!" The I recognized the voice as mine! I was begging these bastards to fuck me. To let me cum and cum and cum! I felt the cock pulsate, and I felt the sperm shooting deep inside of me. The guy pumped a while more as my own body shook and shook with from it's climax. As I was kneeling there, sucking the first guy's now rock hard cock, I heard a very familiar voice coming from the video. He said, "God Sally! You sure love that dog of your's! Are you ready for my cock now?" IT WAS PHIL! That son-of-a-bitch, he had been fucking Sally! I heard him moan and say, "Oh shit! Your cunt is so hot! That bitch of mine is a frozen fish. I wish she was like you. You're so fucking hot, you can't ever get enough cock, can you baby?" Sally said, "Shut up and fuck me Phil! Give me that cock! Do my ass hole! Yeah, that's it, nice and deep. Fuck me baby. You got a long trip to go on and I want you empty before you leave. Fuck me baby!" I was mad, I was shocked, and hearing his voice brought me back to reality. I was being used by men that I did not know. They could kill me! They thought that I was Sally. I hated my vagina, I hated my clitoris and I hated this feeling. I even hated the fact that I loved the feeling of climaxing. Oh how I wished that bastard never let me feel the damned thing that I had been missing all of these years. That wonderful feeling, that thing that every woman had felt, except for me. The feeling that Sally felt, that made her the way that she was. Oh Jesus, I wish that he would stop. I wished that it did not feel so good. Oh his cock is so hard and so fat. Ohh! Ohh! Ohh Jesus! I'm going to cum again! Oh god it feels so good. I heard Phil grunting, as he fucked Sally in her ass hole. I heard her screaming for him to fuck her harder, deeper and all that. I felt two maybe three fingers in my own ass, and I imaged that it was Phil's cock. He wasn't fucking Sally, he was fucking me. It was his cock, not this guy's fingers, that was giving me all this wonderful pleasure. The guy behind me finally pulled out and another one moved in behind me. I felt the fingers leave my ass hole, and I felt something else replace them. I knew it was a dick, it pushed against me, and I felt it sliding in. Funny, I had no idea what to expect. I felt myself being stretched open. I felt fingers working my clit and voices telling the guy to fuck me. They kept telling him to make me cum. Make her squirm and squirm I did. I was moving my ass and pushing back against him. I had two different feelings going on at the same time. The man I was sucking pulled back and I could not catch my breath, I could barely keep my wits. I felt a different kind of climax. I felt like I had to shit and climax, both at the same time. I felt my cunt clenching him tight, very tightly. The guy whose cock that I was sucking said, "Come on! Hurry up! I want some of that ass! Hurry up man!" and the man fucking my ass became a piston. In and out, in and out, hard and fast. I started in. I knew what I wanted to say because I knew what I wanted from them. I said "Oh fuck me. "OH JESUS! FUCK ME! MAKE ME CUM! MAKE ME CUM! I WANT IT! I WANT IT! FUCK MY ASS!" I felt him pump hard into me and then hold me tight. I felt his cock pulse and pulse. I felt him empty his cum into me. I screamed, "YES! YES! OH GOD YES! YES!" My body climaxed over and over. He quickly pulled out and another cock slid right back inside. Just for a second, it seemed that I was empty, and just for a second, my climax started to die. When the other cock slid deep inside of me, I felt so warm, so hot, so nasty and I loved it. God forgive me, but I loved it so. I was lost in a feeling of never ending climaxes, one right after another. It's a good thing that I was on my knees, as I would have fallen down, if I had been standing. I am not sure how many times they took turns fucking me, but I know that I was fucked in my ass hole and in my cunt, and when they pulled out of my pussy, I begged them to let me lick them clean. My head was spinning with lust. It was as if the damn broke, that had been holding back 27 years of climaxes. All those years with Phil, fucking him so he could have his pleasure, and never feeling anything but being a receptacle for him to empty his cum into my mouth, after he had come back from fucking Sally, and once in a while letting him fuck my pussy for a few strokes. When the last man finished, my body started to come down. The never ending waves of pleasure stopped, and I began to come back down to reality. The lust was leaving my mind and I realized that even though I had enjoyed the sex, I was still their captive. I rested my head on the bed and relaxed. I listened to the men catching their breath. One man said, "Look at that!" Another said "Look at what?" The first one said, "Look at her ass. There, on the cheek. See it? See the butterfly?" Another voice said, "Oh shit! Terry, you said this was Sally Johnson! Look Sally Johnson has a tattoo on her ass!" I was terrified, they now knew that I wasn't Sally. Just then the phone rang, one of the men said, "Hello... Hello Peter." One of the other men said, "Put him on the speaker!" I heard Peter's voice say, "I just got your ransom note, but I have to tell you Ralph, Sally is here with me. I don't know who you have, but it isn't Sally." Ralph said, "What about the formula? Did it sell? Are we, am I going to get any money from it?" Peter said "I told you Ralph, we're partners. You'll get your half when we get home. Now who is it that you have, that you thought was Sally?" Ralph said, "We don't know. We picked her up as she was coming out of your house. She was wearing the same dress that Sally wore yesterday." Peter's voice said, "Oh Christ Ralph! I think you grabbed my neighbor's wife! Boy did you pick the wrong girl! She's the type of cold fish that we made that formula for. Don't hurt her, she's a good friend of Sally's, and her husband is one of Sally's, regular lovers. Shit, if Sally didn't fuck her husband, he would have exploded by now. It was her that got me thinking of something to help all the poor guys like him." I heard Ralph say, "Cold fish? You called her a cold fish? Shit! She just fucked the 8 of us, for the last 3 hours and was begging for more, until she fell asleep. This can't be your neighbor, this girl is a fucking whore! She can't get enough cock! Trust me Peter, this ain't her." Peter said, "Well whoever you have, you better get her back before she is missed!" Ralph said, "Yeah, your right! John, let's get her back to her car." I felt a prick in my arm, and I went out like a light. I woke up sitting in my car. My pussy and my butt hole felt sore, not in pain, just a little sore, and I felt cum oozing out of me. I looked around and realized that it was dark out, and that I had better get home fast. I found my keys in my purse and sat there thinking about my day long ordeal. I kept going over everything in my mind. I was mad. I was overcome with feelings. Feelings that I did not understand myself right then. I had found out today that my husband was having sex with my neighbor, my best friend. I had confided in Sally about all sorts of things, and she knew how Philip treated me, sexually, but she had sex with him, and the sex she had with him was nothing like the sex we had ever had. The other feelings I had was I had been raped and used. I had experienced sexual pleasure for the first time in my life, and I was sick with myself, because I should have had that with Phil. But he was too busy next door, and he must have thought that I was not worth his time or effort. Those strangers, men who did not even know me had given me pleasures that I should not have felt. I sat there and remembered what one of them said as I was waking up on the bed. He said something, what was it? Oh yeah he said, "Just as soon as her fucking husband deposits the money, we'll knock her out again and put her back in her car, that is if she want's to go back to him. She just may decide to leave him when she finds out what he's done, and if she does go back, she'll be returned the same way we found her." The another voice popped up and said, "Oh yeah! How's that?" Then the first guy said something that scared me to the bone. "Freshly fucked! Only she'll be so well fucked, that cum will ooze from her for days!" I lifted my dress, opened my legs and looked down. I was oozing, just like that guy had said. He was also right about me when he had said, "She just may decide to leave him, when she finds out what he's done!" It's a good thing Phil was going to be gone for 4 more days. I was trying to make up my mind. Should I go to the police? Should I leave Phil? Or should I even go home? But the one question, that just hung there in my mind was, how can I ever get that feeling again? Here I sat, sore, mad, what should I do? I started my car put in reverse and pulled out of the parking lot. I just started driving, Over and over I replayed everything that had been said, and the things that I did, and what had been done to me. Somehow I ended up at home. I got out of the car, and as I stood there, I could feel their sperm oozing out of me. I felt very, very wet both in the front and the back. I was tired, I was hungry, and I had to get a glass of wine. After taking a very hot bath, and douching both of my holes, I finished my wine, and collapsed on my bed, instantly falling asleep. Then I had another first, for the first time in my whole life, I had a first sexual dream, or at least the first that I remembered. When I awoke, I realized that it was a dream, and I was out of breath. The climax that I had in, and from, the dream was so strong. I my dream, I was screaming at the top of my lungs, and I woke up saying the same things, "YES! YES! OH GOD YES! I'M CUMING! I'M CUMING!" At what word I woke up, I truly do not remember, but I woke up with wave after wave floating through my body. I had my own hand between my legs, and it was so wet that I thought I may have urinated, but I had only climaxed. I brought my hand up expecting to smell the urine smell, only to find my fingers slippery from my own juices or maybe it was left over from my ordeal the day before. I was glad I was not wet from my own urination though. I closed my eyes, and I wanted to re-call every lovely moment of that dream. I remembered it started with me walking into a bar. It was a small bar, full of men. I found the man that was the most handsome man I ever did see. I walked up to him, and gave him the hottest kiss that I knew how to give. He felt me up under my short skirt, then he ripped off my panties and placed me on the nearest bar table. He laid me on my back and I felt him holding my legs in his arms. His cock slid in, and all kinds of men stood around the table. One after another, they all took turns fucking me. I climaxed over and over. They used my ass, my cunt and my mouth. I looked at the door of the bar as it opened and Phil walked in. I had a cock in my mouth from the guy who just finished fucking me in my cunt. There was a guy trying to insert a what felt like truck up my ass. He pushed hard, and I felt his fat cock go in. I looked straight into Philip's eyes as I started to fuck back hard. Shoving my hips back hard against him as he shoved his cock into my ass. I told Phil that I was the hottest piece of ass in the world. He is fucking me in my ass, this cock I'm sucking, just came out of the hottest cunt in the world. Too bad you are fucking Sally, she's not nearly as hot as I am. Are you watching these men fuck your cold fish wife? Ask them my love, ask them my sweet, ask these boys here just how cold I am. He looked so surprised. He walked up to me and said that he wanted to be next. I said, "Sure you can fuck me but you get to be last. After Bill fucks me for the third time, AND you suck his cock clean. Then, and only then, will I let you fuck me ever again. You will pay dearly for fucking Sally!" After Bill fucked me, Phil had to get on his knees, and suck his cock. Peter appeared in my dream and he had the fattest cock that I ever saw. He was standing between my legs and with both hands, I reached for his butt. I grabbed at him and pulled him into me hard. I held him and I was fucking him hard. I looked at Phil and saw him on his knees. He had Bill's cock in his mouth and another guy was fucking his ass hole. I started to climax. I wanted Phil to know just how cold of a fish I was, so I started to tell Peter how good his fat cock felt and how much I loved the way it felt inside of me. That he could come over to my house any day, any time and fuck me. He could come home from work and fuck me. He could even wake up in the middle of the night, come over, wake me up and then fuck me. I remember that I said, "Your making me cum Peter. Your going to make me cum. I'm close! No I'm there! I'M THERE! YES! YES! OH GOD YES! I'M CUMING! I'M CUMING!" All of the time that I laid there remembering that lustful dream, I had my fingers working on that lovely clit. Again I shuddered to another wave of pleasure. I laid there just relaxing from what I had just done again, and I wondered what was I thinking, what was my mind really telling me. I knew I was mad at Phil, but I was also mad at Peter and Sally. Funny, Sally wasn't in my dream. I finally got up, made coffee and toast. Sitting there I kept thinking about yesterday. My emotions were running rampant. I hated those men for kidnapings me, I hated finding out about Peter, Phil and my friend Sally. Then with the other side of my feelings, I loved those men that had kidnaped me. I loved them for unlocking my sexual pleasure and my lust for those wonderful climaxes. I loved them for making me climax over and over, for somewhere between 3 and 5 hours, or however long I was there. I loved Peter and Sally for going on their trip putting me in the position for those men to kidnap me. But what about Phil? Oh, I still hated him, the fucking no good, pencil dicked, cock sucker, mother fucking bastard. Oh yeah, there was no doubt about it, I hated him! I remembered in my dream, seeing him sucking a dick and getting fucked in his ass, while he watched me fucking 30 to 40 men. Watching me and knowing that I was loving every minute of it. I decided to go get his things, pack them up and the day he is due back, his stuff would be waiting for him in the carport. I put on my sweats. Funny, for the first time ever in my life, I did not put panties or a bra on. I knew I was going to be home and it was so comfortable to wear nothing but my sweat tops and bottoms. I got to work on Phil's stuff. After I packed his things, I realized that I forgot to go feed Brut, and I had to be at the church to help set up the tables for the pot luck dinner at 3:00 this afternoon. I darted out the back door over to Peter and Sally's. I took the keys went inside and got his food. I unlocked the cage and let him out of his run to eat and play. I went back in the house leaving the slider open. It was OK to let him run, as long as someone was in the house. I made some ice tea, sat down and looked around. I saw the couch and the table that Sally laid on her back, as I had heard the guys describe it in the video. The Video, I wondered if their were any other video's around. I have never been a snoop, but I had to know, I just had to see if they had another video around, one with Phil in it. I did not have to look long, right under the Video recorder, in the cabinet, were maybe 70 or 80 video tapes, I counted 10 with case covers, and the rest were all home made. I just grabbed one, and put it in the recorder. Then I went to the couch and started watching. I sat there watching, waiting to see Phil. I wanted something to throw in his face. I watched as Sally fucked man after man. I watched her sucking all kinds of men. I watched her as she put on a nasty sex show. I watched as she used different things to fuck herself. It was in the third video, that I saw her doing something I never expected to see. I had waited to see Phil, and I waited to see Brut and her have sex. After watching two of them, I started to look at the tittles, I found one marked "3-18, subject #2, potion (two drops)" That was 6 days ago. The video started, Sally was talking to the camera as she sat on the couch. She said "Today is March 18, this is our second subject. Our first one was a failure. I have placed two drops of the potion in a glass of ice tea. I have invited our subject over on the basis that I wanted some advise on my marriage. I then saw Mary, a friend of mine. She was wearing the same dress that she was wearing the day we had the ladies prayer meeting at the Church. That was the long, ankle length, blue skirt and a pale yellow blouse. Her hair was up in that bun that she always wore it in. This video had to have been taken after the prayer meeting. I remember that it was very cloudy during the meeting, and it did not get sunny until about 2:30. The light coming in from the slider showed that it was very sunny. Mary lives across the street, and is the one who leads our prayer meetings, and is the choir director for our church. She is the one that got me involved with her church, when we moved here many years ago. It was her that asked me to help her today at the church. They were sitting on the same couch that I was sitting on watching the video. The camera was not as clear as the others I had watched, in fact, it looked as if was shooting from the plant across the room. I watched as Sally handed her a glass of wine. They talked for a few minutes, I started to turn it off, knowing that whatever they were talking about, was most likely church stuff, or Mary was over here trying to get Sally to join us at the Church. I had almost turned it off, but decided to turn up the volume to hear what they were saying. Sally offered Mary some ice tea, and Mary said sure. Sally walked out of the camera's view, but I could still hear her talking to Mary. She told Mary that she needed some advise on a few things, and she returned as she was talking. Sally asked Mary how long had she and George had been married. I was stunned, all of a sudden I realized, that is the exact same thing she had said to me just, what was it any way, 4, no it was just 5 days ago, but she had offered me coffee. She then asked Mary if she liked to garden, and Mary went on telling her about her garden. Then Sally told Mary she was having some personnel problems with Peter, and asked Mary if they could talk about some things. Maybe she could help her better understand Peter, and make sure that she did not mess up her marriage. I sat there amazed, it was almost word for word what she had said to me. Sally made Mary promise not to tell a soul about what she told her, and begged, I mean begged, Mary not to mention anything to George, because she knew that Peter and George were friends. Mary agreed, and Sally asked if Mary felt comfortable in giving her sexual advise. Mary told her she would help in any way she could. Sally started in talking about how she loved sex with Peter. Mary had finished her tea, and sat there looking at Sally. Sally started in telling Mary that she was a not a virgin when she got married, however she was not acquainted enough in sex, to know if what Peter was doing was right, or what he wanted her to do with him was right. Mary, just like I had asked her, "What is it that he wants you to do?" and "What does he do to you? " Sally asked, "Is it right to grab hold of her husbands rock hard cock and to stroke it?" Mary said "Sure it is, he's your husband!" Now Sally and I never got this far, because I told Sally I did not want to talk about sex, and I changed the subject, but Mary was not like me. Sally said "Peter likes me to wake him up touching him and putting his limp dick in my mouth." Sally then said "I love the way his cock feels in my mouth, all soft and small, and warm. He likes me to hold his balls in my hands, as I gently suck his cock" she said, "I love the feeling of it when it starts to grow in my mouth, when it started to get hard and I can get my fingers around the base, I likes to grab it and start stroking his half hard cock. I hate to admit it to another person Mary, but I get so fucking wet when his cock gets rock hard from my sucking him and stroking him. His cock gets really fat, when he is rock hard. So fat that it hurts my mouth sometimes. Oh geez, I guess I should not be so descriptive should I?" Mary could hardly talk, but she managed to say "It's OK, George uses that language all of the time. I'm use to it by now. Besides it's just us girls. Please go on Sally" Sally now was speaking softly, and dreamily, she said, "I tell you Mary, it really gets to me. Why I have been right here, kneeling on the floor, Peter will be sitting where you are sitting, and I have been sucking on him, loving him with my mouth. It makes me crazy with lust. I get so fucking hot, that I have had to reach down between my legs and touch myself. Sometimes Peter even wants me to stop sucking him, and lay back right where I am right now, spread my legs and finger myself in front of him. Is that sick, or should I enjoy it?" Mary's face was flush, as I am sure mine would be. I swear my pussy was throbbing. The way Sally was describing these things would make a dead woman blush. Mary said, "I don't know, George and I only have sex in our bedroom, but I can tell you, that when I go down on him, it gets to me." Sally smiled and asked "Do you get so wet and horny that you can't keep your fingers away from yourself?" Mary said, "I once started to touch myself in front of George and he said that I was sick for wanting to, so I don't let George see me when I masturbate" I guess that was something that interested Sally, because she then said, "Peter loves to watch me finger myself and fuck myself, and I hate to admit it Mary, but I get so fucking hot doing it in front of him. I know he likes to watch, but there are times that I actually forget that he is there, and I finger and fuck myself while I think about other men that I know I can't have or I know I should not think about. Take Tom Cruise, there have been times that I have been sucking Peter and in my mind it was Tom Cruise. Have you ever done something like that?" Mary said "Yeah, I have! I always think about Pastor Profit." Sally started to really press it. She said right now, I can close my eye's (and she did) and I can see Tom Cruise's cock, right in front of me. I can picture myself leaning forward, opening my mouth and taking his cock inside of me. I can taste it, with his pre-cum on the tip." Mary sat there, and with her skirt covering her, she put her hand between her legs. She was watching Sally's eyes, as I was. Mary was rubbing herself, and trying to do it with out being seen. Sally said, without opening her eyes, I bet if you closed your eyes like me, you could see Pastor Profit's hard cock. Can you see it in front of you?" I looked at Mary, she had closed her eyes, and said in a deep throaty voice, "Yep, I can see him." Then Sally said "Oh my god! I am so fucking hot! My cunt is on fire! If I had a man right now, and I don't care who he was, I would fuck him until he begged for me to let him go! What about you Mary?" I waited on pins and needles, Mary spoke softly and said "Yeah! Oh yea, me too!" I watched as Sally opened her eyes and kept talking. I would lay back here, pull up my dress, open my legs and he would see that I was naked under my dress. I would have him kneel down on the floor, bend over and lick me! I would have him licking my clit, my lips and fingering me, all at the same time. Can you picture that Mary, can you?" Mary did not say a word, she just buried her hand between her legs and went "Hmmmmm!" I was mesmerized, I was hot, the home movies of Sally were a slight turn on, but nothing like this. I was hanging on every word. I could see with my eyes wide open, everything Sally was describing to Mary. Looking at Mary, I could see that she was in the same state that I was in. Sally reached down and rubbed herself. As she talked, she stared at Mary's face, to make sure that she was reaching her. She said, "I would have him eat me. To lick both of my holes, my cunt and my ass hole. He wants to fuck me, but I won't let him until I have two or three climaxes. When I do, he will pull me to the edge of the couch here, and stick his fat hard cock right at my open, wet wanting hole!" Sally was talking real soft, real slow and god awful hot. "With my eyes shut, I can see just how big and fat it is. I can see his face. He is hot! He has to fuck me! I have to have him!" Mary's hand was working on herself, fast. Her legs were open and she had her skirt hard up against herself. As she rubbed her crotch, it was very obvious to me, and I am sure it was obvious to Sally, that Mary was getting very close to a climax. Sally was looking right at Mary's face. She pulled down her own dress, closed her legs and then she said , "God Mary, I have to stop this. I have to open my eyes. I have to get that fat cock out of my mind." When she said that, Sally closed her eyes. Mary's eyes shot open, and she quickly pulled her hand out from between her legs, and at the same time, she closed them. Sally waited a few minutes and opened her eyes. Mary was sitting very lady like, and then Sally spoke, "Am I sick for having those types of fantasies?" Mary I could tell did not know what to say. Any other time I'd bet that she would have said yes, but right now she said, "No, I don't think so." Then Sally asked, "Am I some sort of sick person because I get so turned on sucking him?" Mary said in a crackling voice, that I could tell was very dry, "No." Sally then said, "I have to confess something to you Mary, I was not thinking about Tom Cruise, I was thinking of George, are you mad?" Mary started to laugh, and said "And I was thinking about Peter." then they both laughed. Sally asked "Is George a good lover?" Mary said, "He's OK, but I had a boyfriend in high school, that was the best. He puts George to shame, but you had better not ever tell him that!" Sally laughed and said "Hey, remember our promise, nothing leaves this room, so tell me, (as she giggled) what made him so much better than George?" Mary said, "Well, OK, but promise not to think badly of me, remember I was young and did not know about life. Johnny would do me for hours." Sally jumped at that and said "What do you mean "do it" Mary?" Mary said, "You know." Sally pressed her and said "No I don't baby, tell me what you mean, could he kiss for hours? Drive for hours? Talk for hours? Fuck for hours?" Mary giggled and said, "He could finger me for hours, and he liked to do it in strange places, exciting places. We would do it in the school parking lot, really all over school" Sally cut her off and asked "He fingered you or you fucked?" Mary said, "We did both, but fingers mostly." ********************************************************************* If you enjoyed my sharing one of my most nasty past experiences, why not put in writing exactly how it effected you, and what you did about it (one good turn deserves another, is it possible to do for me what I hope I did for you?) 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