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John's Dilemmas

Chapter 4


The question echoed in his ears, "John are you worried I might
start fucking around again?"

John looked at her with love in his eyes and said "No, it's not the
sex ... I'm worried that you might run into someone you like better than
me and I would loose you. I can't believe that in such a short period of
time you have become so necessary to me. I never want to part with
you."

She looked at him and the tears ran down her face. She leaned
toward him and kissed him softly like a feather. She looked up into his
eyes and said, "My darling man... that could not happen. If I fucked a
thousand guys, a thousand hunky studs, none of them could start to
replace you. You are simply stuck with me. If you get tired of me and
kick me out it will come close to killing me but I will survive. I just could
never be nearly as happy as I am with you."

John picked her up and carried her to bed. As he made love to
her he said, "I do love you so much Sue. I fear I will lose you someday
to some guy that can fuck better or has a bigger cock or who you just
prefer. I sometimes think I ought to ask you to fuck some other guy so I
can watch and see if you will still love me afterwards. Maybe then I
could quit worrying about it."

"John baby, I don't need that. I am completely content with you.
But if it will make you happy I will do it....not for me but for you."

"Are you telling me you wouldn't enjoy it?"

"Hell John, you know me better than that. I am sure I would love
fucking some hunk. But he could never replace you. Would you like to
have a threesome with me and some guy. You could watch me fuck
him, you and I could both suck his cock and then you would see that it meant
nothing to me. Just a little fun for both of us."

John just smiled and answered, "I will let you know."




John went to work the next morning a happy man.

The months of summer passed in a haze of pleasure as they
continued to get to know each other and Denver. Work was going well.
They had met a number of other young couples in the building and had
frequent parties at one apartment or the other. It was a neat group, very
compatible in most everything. They went to see the Rockies games,
the Broncos, the theater and they explored the mountains a lot. It all
seemed almost too good.

Then one Friday night at a party John missed Sue. He had been
talking with a group of the guys about skiing for quite some time he
realized. Where was Sue? He looked around and when he couldn't see
her he had a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach. Then he walked into
the kitchen. As he approached he heard Sue say, "Larry, I told you no.
I'm flattered you find me attractive but I belong to John. The only way I
would even think about fucking you would be if John asked me to. So
forget it or negotiate with John."

John stood there smiling and then faded back into the room.
Seconds later Sue walked into the room and when she saw him her
eyes lighted up and she headed for him obviously in a hurry.. She
kissed him passionately and said, "Take me home and fuck the shit out
of me."
.
Later having satisfied his lady he knew she was so turned on
because Larry had hit on her. He thought he could understand that.
It is hot to have someone try to fuck you. He smiled at her and kissed
her nose, "What happened my love to get you so hot?"

She looked at him for a long time, wondering what to say. How to
say it without making John jealous. Then she decided that she had to
be straight with her guy. "Larry came on to me big time. He walked up
behind me in the kitchen and slid his hands under my arms and cupped
my tits. It surprised me and I just stood there for several seconds while
he played with my tits. My nipples got hard instantly and he toyed with
them. I could feel his hard cock against my ass and it all got me wet as
hell. I came out of it then and pulled away from him. I told him I was
yours and to stop. I also told him the only way I would fuck him was if
you wanted me to. Then I came to find you.

"It really made you hot didn't it?"

"Yes it did baby. I won't lie. Maybe it shouldn't have but it did."

"Did you want him to fuck you?"

"That's hard to answer.... Did I want to feel that hard cock inside
me? Yes. Was I interested in Larry? No. Can you understand? I
don't want to upset you but my pussy wanted it real bad."

She looked down and he was hard as a rock. She looked up at
him and asked, "John?... honey?..... does it make you hard thinking
about Larry and me?"

"Like you said, not particularly Larry. But the fact that some guy
hit on you, played with your tits and you wanted him makes me hard.
I'm not sure I understand it."

"Fantasy my love. Exciting isn't it. Close your eyes and think
about this as a fantasy. Larry comes over here some day when you are
gone. He starts to hit on me again, only this time I can't resist his big
hard throbbing cock and soon we are fucking our heads off. You come
in and watch us for a while and then you join us. The two of you double
fuck me for a long time making me cum over and over. I go down on
both of you. Before either of you cum I pull you down on your knees
beside me and I push Larry's cock in your mouth. You suck him and he
cums big time in your mouth. It turns out that Larry is bi too and he
sucks you off also."

After pausing briefly she kissed him and caught his raging cock in
her hand and said, "You like my little story I think."

He didn't say anything but came as Sue stroked his cock. His
cum shot high into the air and all over both of them. Sue laughed and
said, "Well there is my answer huh baby?"

They showered and cleaned up the mess and cuddled in their big
bed. John said softly, "Am I just totally weird to get so damn hot about
the idea of another guy fucking you.... and then me sucking his cock?

"Weird?... I don't think so. Unusual? Maybe a little but who
cares? The question is, do you want it to really happen?"

John just lay there feeling his cock begin to stir. He kissed her
goodnight and said, "I don't know. Lets go to sleep now."



The next morning when Sue awoke, John was already out of bed...
unusual for him. She slid out of bed and into a thin short robe and went
looking for him. He was sitting on the balcony staring out at the Denver
sky line, sipping his coffee. She walked up behind him and leaned
down kissing his neck. His hand came up and caressed her face
tenderly. "Morning John.... you OK sweetheart?"

"Morning my love, am I OK? I don't know. I dreamed all night.
About you and Larry..... and you and Larry and me. It was your story
over and over.... as soon as we finished, the dream would start over
again."

"Let me refill our coffee cups and then we need to talk darling."

She returned shortly and sat on the chaise lounge facing him.
She leaned forward looking at him with concern and said, "What are we
going to do?"

"I still don't know. What would you think if I had sex with another
woman?"

"It would depend..... if it were just sex it wouldn't bother me. If
you were attracted to her for more than sex then it would devastate me.
Why? Is there someone you want?"

"No..... I just wanted to be sure I understood how you felt on the
subject. And if you walked in on me having sex with another man?"

"Same answer John. In any case I would want to be a part of it.
I would want us to do it together."

"So it would be OK with you if we swapped partners with another
couple or couples?"

"The answer is still the same John. Hear me again dear, you
know my history. I loved having sex with lots of guys. When I met you
that stopped cause I loved you and you weren't into that. Sex without
love to me is like a sport, like tennis. You can play with lots of partners
and even play doubles. When the game is over you go home and
continue your life. I don't play tennis now because you don't like tennis."

"What if I took up tennis and liked it?"

"Then I guess we would play a lot of tennis. All the tennis you
would want. With all the different partners you would want. You know
me..... I would love it. If you were comfortable with it. You set the rules
darling."

"Does the idea excite you too Sue?"

"Come feel me.... I am so wet... so horny. How would you feel
about fucking me out here so the whole world could watch."

"God that sounds hot."

He stood up and dropped his robe. His cock stood out as big
and as hard as Sue had ever seen it. She slipped her robe off her arms
and lay back open for the world to see. As she spread her long trim
legs, John slid between them and guided his cock into her delightful
cunt. It was a wild flailing fuck and they had trouble staying on the
chaise lounge. The balcony was in clear view......

Later they showered and dressed and went for a drive up in the
mountains to see the Aspen leaves changing color. It was a great day
and the two of them never felt closer. They had lunch in a little out of
the way cafe and they sat very close to each other just loving being
together.

As they drove toward home along I70 John said "I want to try it."

"Try "tennis"?

"Yeah..... but if I try it and don't like it can you stop?"

"I think so John.... I did before. Are you sure? Can you watch
me in a tennis match with other partners? Even doubles? Or in a group
lesson even?"

"Yeah... I think I can... the idea is an unbelievable turn on."

"Where do we start?"

"Larry seems to be handy.... I wonder if his wife is also
interested?"

"Want me to find out?"

"Could you?"

"I will just ask him.... if she isn't do you still want to "invite" just
him over to play? With both of us?"

"Yeah... I do."

"John... you have to know, I am unbelievably excited over this."

"So am I Sue. Could you call Larry as soon as we get home?
Maybe ask he and Claire over to dinner tonight?"

"Do you want to ask them over even if Claire doesn't play?"

"I do... I think it would be a fun evening... knowing you and Larry
were about to get it on, with or without Claire."

"I agree with that.... do you want me to fuck Larry tonight?"

"Only if I can watch."

"Oh shit I like that ... the idea of you watching me fuck another
guy. Will you participate?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you want to have sex with Larry too?"

"I think so... I won't know until I am there."

"God I hope you do. That idea is so hot to me baby."

end part 4

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The Furniture Salesman #1 Bob Goes Shopping



Bob Sutherland was getting to a point in his life where he was beginning
to 'live large' and could well afford it. The Sutherland family had been
among the original settlers in central Florida over 100 years ago. Bob's
great grandfather and his two brothers had acquired 6,000 acres of land
outside of the small town of Orlando shortly after the end of the Spanish
American War at the end of the 1800's. Through years of toil, they
developed a large, successful orange grove. The growth of Orlando and the
tourism throughout the 20th century continued to close in on the family
business until Bob's father and his uncle made the decision to sell out.
Their land was simply too valuable to remain in agricultural use any
longer. The sale made his family multimillionaires overnight. Bob's
father moved the family to Tampa, Florida when Bob was just a young boy.
His father invested their money heavily into coastal real estate.
Developing two resort hotels, condo projects, and a shopping mall. Over
the years, they added a travel agency, a boat tour company, and a car
rental business to their interests. Bob wanted for nothing, although his
parents had not made it easy. The family's fortune was completely
structured into trusts that Bob, his older brother Scott, and his kid
sister Sarah could not touch. Keith Sutherland wanted his children to
truly understand and appreciate the value of their wealth. As a condition
of their trusts, all of his children were expected to complete their
college educations, refrain from marriage until at least age 25, and to
join into and actively contribute to the family businesses. Each had a job
in one of the family's businesses together with a comfortable but not
inflated salary. If the children fulfilled their covenants, their
respective interests in the family trust would be fully vested upon their
30th birthdays. Keith Sutherland's vision had certainly worked out well
with his youngest son. Bob had pursued his education in Chicago, obtaining
a Masters in Business Administration from Northwestern University. His
years as a young man in the big city of Chicago had afforded him the
opportunity to sample dozens of beautiful women (and a few cute men) and
also to develop a penchant for kinky variations in his sex life. True to
his father's expectations, Bob had remained unmarried, and actually thrived
with the freedom of single life. His only passions were the family
business interests, and new sexual conquests. Bob had celebrated his 31st
birthday a few months ago, and was carefully reordering his lifestyle with
his recent access to the family fortune. Bob had selected one of the few
undeveloped parcels of land on the Gulf beach of Longboat Key near
Sarasota. He planned and built a beautiful new home for himself. Today he
was going shopping for furniture. He had selected an old, established
store in downtown Tampa based on referrals from a couple of his parent's
friends. Brenners' building held several floors of fine, designer
furniture and accessories, and also provided interior decorating services.
"Good morning Mr. Sutherland. My name is Tim. It's such a pleasure to
finally meet with you." "Jesus!", Bob thought to himself as he surveyed the
young salesman. "What a twink!" But Brenners and Tim had come highly
recommended. Tim was a mere 5' 6" and probably no more than 125 pounds
dripping wet. He had soft, smooth features with neatly cut blond hair and
soft blue eyes. Bob and Tim sat down together and reviewed the floor plans
and photos of Bob's new home. He asked questions regarding preferences of
styles, materials, and colors and the use of each of the rooms in the home.
Bob and Tim spent the remainder of the morning roaming the cavernous
showrooms, selecting the majority of the furniture for the house. As the
noon hour approached, both were ready for a break. "We're halfway there
Mr. Sutherland. We have nearly all the furniture selected for your home.
This afternoon, we'll work on the upholstery fabrics, accessories, and
accent pieces to compliment your new furniture." Tim continued, "I imagine
that you are ready for lunch?" At that moment a young lady approached Bob
and Tim, interrupting their banter. She was a walking wet dream! A real
live Barbi doll....about 4' 10", and an outrageous hourglass figure with
huge breasts, huge locks of natural blonde hair falling below her waist,
and a positively angelic face with sparkling blue eyes. Bob was shocked
out of his trance as Tim embraced this sweet, little hardbody. Tim turned
to Bob, "I would like you to meet my wife Monica." Bob was momentarily
speechless as he continued to visually feed on Monica's fine bod. "It's my
pleasure to meet you dear. Tim has demonstrated his good taste in
furniture selections....and he certainly has impeccable taste in his women
too!" Bob couldn't resist flirting. His dick was on alert too, hard as a
teenager's on his first date. "Thank you Mr. Sutherland," Monica blushed.
Tim says you will need assistance this afternoon with accessories. I will
be working on that for you. I hope I can live up to your expectations."
"I'm sure you will Monica." Bob replied. "I'm motherfuckin' damn sure you
will do wonderfully!" He thought to himself. Bob continued, "How about I
treat both of you to lunch. That way, we can get to know each other
better." As Bob finished speaking, his eyes bored into Monica's. He did
very little to hide his hunger and lust for this fine creature. He thought
that he could see her shiver as he tried to look into her soul. Tim stood
there smiling at both of them, seemingly oblivious to the undue attention
being given to his beloved wife. Anxious to keep his customer happy, Tim
quickly accepted Bob's invitation to lunch. The trio approached the
elevator just as a couple of men were loading a large cabinet to take it
downstairs. In this old building, the old creaking freight elevator was
the only route out, aside from several long flights creaky stairs. After
the workmen had the cabinet loaded, they stepped into the elevator. Bob,
Monica, and Tim followed suit. The old elevator was loaded, and Tim
reached forward to pull down the safety gate. As he did so, Monica
shuffled back a step to give him room. Bob stood at the rear corner of the
elevator with a dick so stiff that it hurt. Monica was only a couple of
inches in front of Bob. The top of her head barely reached to Bob's neck.
He could look down and see her blonde curls falling around her face, across
her shoulders and down her back. The workmen had taken their positions on
the other side of the elevator with the cabinet in the middle. They began
the slow trip down, with the ancient elevator lurching and creaking.
Monica tried to make a little chat. "Selecting furniture for your home can
get really hard Mr. Sutherland. I hope we can make it easier for you." At
that moment the elevator made another unexpected lurch that caused Monica
to go slightly off balance. Bob instinctively reached with both hands for
her hips to steady her. "It certainly is hard Monica, but you are already
making it a very pleasurable experience." Bob then realized that with the
erratic movements of the elevator, he was now snugly pressed into Monica's
soft backside. His rampant, hard cock pressed firmly into her soft flesh.
He was again startled to realize that he was not holding Monica at her
hips. Being so short, Bob had ahold of her much higher on her body. His
fingers held her ribcage just below those huge, pendulous breasts. Bob
couldn't wonder for long if Monica had noticed his probing dick and
inappropriately placed hands, as he detected her quickened breathing and
sensed the sexual tension in the air. "Why is she letting me do this?" Bob
asked himself silently. "She seems like such a sweet, innocent young lady.
Her husband is standing right in front of her!" Bob was a confident,
aggressive man...but he was a gentleman. He was not accustomed to groping
a stranger in such surroundings. He would never take advantage of another
person against their will. These basic values bothered him, but she was
just too irresistible. Monica continued to allow Bob's hardness to press
between the cleft of her soft asscheeks as he gradually pulled her closer
with his hands. He moved his fingers ever so slightly and could tell that
they were contacting the underside of her tits. Still no objections from
Monica.....only increasingly labored breathing. He began to slowly rock
his hips and very gently dry humped her fine ass. When he could no longer
stop himself, he allowed his hands to inch up to her incredible
breasts....slowly hefting them in his hands. Just as he was about to give
her nipples a tweak, Bob was jolted out of his reverie. The clatter of the
safety gate being raised by Tim. "Here we are, finally." Tim cheerfully
announced, still oblivious to anything going on with Bob and his wife. We
all left the elevator and exited the store. Standing on the sidewalk in
front, Bob and Monica allowed their eyes to meet for the first time since
the interlude in the elevator. Bob was stunned. He saw no indication of
anger, nor flirtation. Monica was looking at him as if he was some sort of
God...like she was under some sort of magic spell. Bob sought to lessen
the tension. "So what will it be....some great Italian just across the
street....or we could go for some Mexican down in Ybor City?" Both Tim and
Monica looked up to Bob and spoke nearly in unison, "Whichever you would
enjoy the most Sir." At that moment, it began to dawn upon Bob just what
made this couple tick. They were both complete submissives. Not the type
that Bob has encountered in his kinky sexual escapades over the years, but
simply natural submissives in perhaps every facet of their existences not
just sexually. Tim was probably a completely spineless wimp. Monica was
as timid and pliable as a small child. Bob knew now that she had allowed
his intimate touch, because of her innate inability to stand up to anyone
or anything. Tim and Monica were like living, breathing rag dolls! "This
is going to be fucking great!" Bob thought. "Let's go down to Ybor and grab
a bite" Bob said. "I'm in a spicy mood." He added, wondering if Monica
caught the double entendre. It was a beautiful day, so a walk of four
blocks or so was easier than getting the car out of the parking garage.
Bob grabbed Monica's hand, "Your wife is such a beauty. You don't mind if
I walk with your lovely wife do you Tim?" "Uh....Of course not Mr.
Sutherland." Tim just bowed in a meek posture, following Bob and Monica.
"Yeah, Tim you really got a sweet lady here. You know Monica...you look
good enough to eat....maybe I'll have you for dessert! HaHaHa." Bob was
testing them. Monica was enjoying the flattery, and Tim seemed to be proud
that such a rich, important man took notice of how lovely his wife was. As
they walked to the restaurant, Bob continued to flirt with and compliment
Monica....making sure to keep Tim included. Bob had released Monica's hand
and now had his arm wrapped behind her as they continued to walk, hugging
her closer to him. Tim had spent the morning with Bob and had grown to
like the man. Although he was only a few years older, Tim viewed him as an
older, wiser man. His submissive nature caused him to look up to Bob. He
was happy that his wife Monica and Bob seemed to be getting along so well.
As he followed Bob and his wife up the sidewalk, he noticed Bob's arm
wrapping around her...pulling her close. Something inside him made him
want to object, but he was helpless to say anything. Besides he liked Mr.
Sutherland. Tim watched Bob pulled Monica closer, their hips touching as
they walked. Bob's hand was slowly lowering closer and closer to Monica's
cute ass. By the time that they arrived at the restaurant Bob was cupping
an asscheek and squeezing it gently as Tim looked on. Monica allowed his
touching, seemingly not noticing it. Tim looked on the scene with an
unsettled feeling, but realized that he wanted Mr. Sutherland to be
pleased with them. Tim could feel his cock growing, and confusion growing
along with it. "Why am I getting turned on? Mr. Sutherland is groping my
wife. She is allowing it, as if nothing was going on....I wonder if Monica
wants attention from another man?" Tim continued to ponder silently, "I
wonder if Mr. Sutherland has a nice cock? I wouldn't mind helping out
with that myself." Tim was resurrecting the memories of his past sexual
experiences before he married Monica. There was a lot more to Tim than the
fresh, wholesome, and ineffectual image that he projected. Tim was shaken
from his distracting thoughts as they approached the entrance to the
restaurant. Bob selected a restaurant that he patronized regularly. The
host greeted them immediately upon their entry. "Hello Mr. Sutherland.
Great to see you again." "Set us up with a cozy booth Joe. We want a quiet
and private place to talk." Joe led them to the second dining room and into
a corner booth at the far side of the room. The restaurant was an old
Mexican Cantina with dark furnishings and low lighting, so their seating
gave them privacy. "You slide in there first sweetie. Tim you sit on the
other side. I'll sit here next to Monica. They ordered their food and
sipped on drinks as they all chatted about Bob's new house and the
furniture selections. Bob wanted to turn the subject away from business
however. "So do you guys have any children yet?" "No, we haven't been able
to as of yet." Monica replied a little embarrassed. "What's the matter
Tim, your gun's not loaded?" Bob quipped. "With the fine body that Monica
has, she just looks like a veritable baby factory." Bob continued to press
and test them. Bob decided to turn up the heat a little more. He reached
to Monica's breasts and began to slowly caress and gently squeeze them.
Turning to Tim, he said, "I bet any baby would love to have these to suckle
on.....I know I would." Monica had turned to look at Tim and Bob was
checking his reaction also. Tim had become redfaced, his eyes beginning to
show not anger, but lust. "The little fucker is getting turned on watching
me play with his wife's tits." Bob thought with glee, then went for the
clincher. "If I had a foxy babe like this at home, I'd be reaming her
sweet pussy every chance I got!" Bob then leaned closer to Monica. As she
turned to look at him, Bob lovered his mouth to hers, giving her a deep,
wet probing kiss....sucking her lips before he withdrew. Tim just sat
mute....his mouth hanging open....and his eyes now burning with lust. "I
really like you guys. You're really a nice guy Tim, and Monica
here...she's just the sweetest little thing that I've met in ages. I hope
you don't mind me being so frank with you, and being so affectionate with
Monica." Bob was fishing for a commitment. "Oh....not at all Mr.
Sutherland. I.....I just wasn't expecting....," Tim's voice trailed off as
he watched Bob's hand sliding under Monica's dress. "Not expecting what?"
Bob pressed on, going for broke. "That I would want to fuck your sexy,
luscious wife?" At that point, Bob's hand had reached to Monica's crotch
causing her to emit a little squeak and then a throaty groan. Tim could
only look on weakly. "I guess that's it." Tim mumbled. Monica was panting
now. She had been reduced to a mass of heated flesh, unthinking and
consumed by passion like she had never before felt. "You can tell she is
enjoying herself, can't you? You love Monica very much. You want Monica
to be happy, right?" Tim sat mute and flustered. "You want me to fuck your
wife, so she will be happy. Say it Tim!" "YES!" Tim was beside himself
with confusion and lust. "Yes, I want you to...to fuck my Monica....to
give her pleasure." At that point Bob pulled the crotch of Monica's panties
aside and slid two fingers into her sopping snatch. Monica's bit on her
lip, groaned deeply in orgasm, as a flood of her juices flowed onto Bob's
hand. Bob withdrew and offered his hand to Monica. She opened her mouth
and lovingly sucked her juices from Bob's fingers. Bob wanted further
confirmation that Tim was onboard with this. He boldly reached under the
table and felt Tim's crotch. Just as he had expected, Tim was hard as a
rock. He was genuinely turned on to watching Bob molest his wife in a
public place. Bob's hand remained on Tim's cock and stroked it through his
pants. Bob was surprised to discover that Tim was quite well hung,
especially considering his overall small size. Within a matter of seconds,
Tim groaned in orgasm....his cock pulsing in Bob's hand....soaking his
pants. The cute, young couple had been reduced to a pair of glazedeyed
zombies. A sheen of perspiration shown over their reddened faces. Their
food arrived and the trio busied themselves eating and again chatting about
Bob's new home and new furnishings. He learned a little more about Tim and
Monica too. Tim had moved to the area with his family as a teenager from
Nebraska. Monica was from a small town in Southern Alabama. According to
her story, she had come to Tampa after high school to live with her
grandmother, so that she could attend a local interior design school. Both
had come to work at Brenner's about five years previous. This of course is
where they had met, began dating, fell in love, and were married for nearly
three years now. Although Tim was now aged 28, he appeared to be barely a
freshman in college. Monica at 25 looked like she had barely passed
puberty...the dead giveaway though were those huge, heavy tits. The large
secondary dining room that they had been seated in had remained mostly
empty during the lunch hour and was now deserted except for them. "I'll
bet that both of you were virgins when you guys got together, right?" Bob
probed. Tim and Monica both stiffened up as if they had been shocked back
to reality. Tim slowly spoke, "Well.....not really." He looked like he
wanted to crawl under the table! Monica spoke up, "I wasn't either." Bob
then realized that he had opened the proverbial 'Pandora's Box.' Her voice
quivered as she looked Tim in the eyes. Tears slipped from her eyes as she
dropped her face in embarrent. Tim was first to speak. "Why didn't
you ever tell me honey?" Aiming her gaze blankly at the table Monica barely
whispered, "You just never asked. We never talked about it Tim. I was
afraid of what you would think of me." Monica began to sob. "I never meant
to deceive you Tim. You know that we have just always accepted each other
at face value. Always based our relationship on trust and love. You are
so good to me Tim...such a gentle, sweet man. I wasn't trying to hide
anything, but was so afraid to bring it up to you, since it was in the
past." Tim leaned into his beloved, holding and comforting her. "I do
understand dear. I guess that is why I never could quite bring myself to
talk about my past either." Tim suddenly burst into tears, his eyes
displayed utter shame and remorse. "You're going to hate me for what I
have done in the past." Tim lurched and spasmed....continuing to sob
uncontrollably. Monica was beginning to gather her selfcontrol. "No Tim!
I will always love you...no matter what you have done. Just please tell me
that you don't hate me for what I have done." Tim and Monica clutched each
other in a veritable death grip. They gradually calmed one another until
they began softly kissing and cooing with endearments for one another.
Eventually they had calmed enough to be aware of their surroundings again.
Both seemed more concerned about the realization that they were sitting in
a public place with Bob looking on at such an intimate moment, than the
recent, profound discovery of withheld secrets between them. Bob broke up
the quiet moment, "Don't worry about this place, it's as safe and private
as your home. You see, I haven't really explained to you why I dine here
so often. I own this restaurant....everyone here works for me. Anything
that happens here will be just between us, understand?" Tim and Monica
looked up at Bob with teary eyes and nodded their acknowledgement. They
looked like a couple of kids huddled together on a dark, stormy night. Tim
and Monica each slowly began to tell their deepest, darkest secrets to each
other with Bob listening to their fascinating stories. Tim spoke of this
life as a teen soon after moving to Tampa. A new place, a new school....he
had been scared to death. The trauma of the experience had set the
foundation for his submissive personality. Other boys in school had picked
on him. Girls had no interest in a little wimp like Tim. He had the body
of a sixth grader when he was a junior in high school. However one of his
teachers saw some possibilities. A young mathematics teacher had taken a
special interest in Tim. Dean Wilson realized the young boy had special
potential with a dream of becoming an architect some day. They talked
after school regularly. Dean became Tim's mentor and confidant.
Eventually as their friendship grew, Tim began to hang out at Dean's home.
He enjoyed the solitude away from his family, and Dean's wife Sue was sweet
and kind to him. Not like his own parents. Tim's mother was a drunk. Tim
had always felt that his father was disappointed in him. One day Tim came
to Dean's classroom after school, crying uncontrollably. A few of the
school bullies had scared him pretty bad. Dean reassured him as they left
the school. Dean took Tim to his home where he again was safe and enjoyed
supper and the company of Dean and Sue. At Sue's suggestion, Tim called
home to get permission to stay over at the Parker's for the night. This
wasn't really unusual, since Dean had helped him on school projects on a
few occasions. It was a Friday night anyway, so no school tomorrow, and
Tim's parents were glad for the break. Following supper, Sue got Tim
settled in the guest room and showed him the bath. Tim had no PJ's to
wear, so she found a huge, old tshirt of Dean's for him to wear.
Following his bath, Tim toweled off as he stood at the bathroom mirror.
Tim surveyed his slight body. He was petite, slim nearly to the point of
being bony, and nearly devoid of body hair. A few hairs sprouted only
around his pubic area. Tim wished that he was more 'manly' with a huskier,
masculine body. He was however secretly proud of his large cock. It was
slender like the rest of his body, but stood out over seven inches when
fully erect. It looked positively huge on his diminutive frame. Donning
Dean's old tshirt, he padded out of the bath to the living room where he
found Dean seated on the couch. Dean had gotten comfortable after supper
and was wearing only a pair of silk boxers while he read the evening paper.
Tim took a seat next to him as Dean look up and greeted Tim warmly. "Hi
Sport! Feel better now?" "Yes Sir." At that moment Sue returned to the
room. She had changed to a lightweight, but reasonably modest nightgown
and settled in between Dean and Tim. "Honey, you don't need to call him
'Sir.' . When we are together here in our home, just call us 'Dean' or
'Sue' dear." Sue snuggled close to Tim in a motherly gesture. Tim could
smell her fresh scent from her bath. The fragrance of rose petals, her
warmth, and the softness of her body pressed to his side gave Tim an
electric jolt of feelings in his young, developing body. He felt his cock
hardening and tried to will it to stay down. "Yes ma'am...I mean Sue." Tim
smiled shyly and blushed. "How about a movie Sport? I rented a couple of
good ones at the video store yesterday." Sue gave Dean a quizzical look,
since she knew that the movies were not really suitable for a young boy.
Dean ignored her look and continued, "You're getting to be a young man now
Tim. I rented these movies for Sue and myself, so they are the 'mature'
type. You can handle that, can't you big guy?" Tim nearly swooned at the
'big guy' comment. The child was so hungry for reassurance and
compliments. He never got this attention or treatment at home. The movies
were sexy, adult stories, but not explicit XXX rated. Dean and Sue
regularly enjoyed this type of film as a prelude to their lovemaking. They
had shared their various fantasies with one another since their marriage
five years ago. Some they had carried out, including one occasion where
they had played strip poker with another couple. They also had hired the
services of a masseur for a full body massage for Sue for her last
birthday. Dean started the VCR and settled back onto the couch with Sue
snuggled between Tim and himself. As the first love scene began, Tim's
feelings went into overdrive. He had only imagined such a thing, and his
youthful hormones were now in charge of his body. Sue noticed a little
'growth' under the cover of Tim's long shirt. She smiled to herself and
giggled as Tim seemed to be so selfconscious of his uncontrollable
appendage. "Don't worry sweetie. That's a pretty hot scene going on
there. It's only natural for a healthy young man to be a little turned on."
She snuggled tightly to Tim and kissed him sloppily on the cheek, then
placed her hand on his bare thigh just below the bottom of his tshirt.
Tim's cock grew as hard as steel. Sue's feminine touch was totally new to
him. He looked to Dean's boxers and noticed that his teacher was similarly
excited by the movie. This seemed to calm him to let him know that his
reaction was not abnormal. Sue was hot as a rocket by now. She had a man
(boy) on each side of her with a stiff cock. This was one of her
fantasies....to have two men share her at once. Dean was aware of the
fantasy too, but neither of them ever dreamed that the 'man' would turn out
to be his cute, young student. Sue realized how dangerous this was, but
decided she could not turn back at this point. She rose from the couch,
"This thing is a little to hot. I'm going to change. Be right back guys."
She smiled at Tim and gave Dean a knowing wink, departing for the bedroom
to change. Dean took the opportunity to set things up a little for the
evening to come. "You know Tim that Sue and I love you like a little
brother. I just want you to know that you can feel free to talk about
anything with us....anything at all. I know that you must also have a lot
of questions about sex. I can see that you are excited by the movie." Dean
took a chance and gently placed his hand over Tim's throbbing erection. "I
don't want you to be embarrassed by your feelings Tim. Whatever goes on in
our home will remain our secret. Just remember we both love you buddy."
Dean clutched Tim's cock and gave it a couple of strokes before releasing
it. He then pulled Tim close and gave him a warm hug, kissing him
affectionately on his forehead. Dean then backed off from the space
vacated by where Sue had been sitting. "You see Tim? All guys get turned
on by movies like this, nodding his head toward his own bloated shorts.
Tim sat mute and transfixed at Dean reached into his boxers and pulled his
huge, hard prick from its confines. Tim thought that his cock was large,
but he never imagined that a man could be built like Dean was. Dean's cock
was at least ten inches in length and as thick as Tim's forearm. It was
crowned by a bulbous head the size of an apple. It was purple and veined
with a huge ball sack hanging just out of sight in his boxers. Tim was
curious. Although Dean's body was moderately hairy, his long shaft had no
hair at all. Dean seemed to read his mind. "Sue likes me to keep it
shaved smooth. She says she doesn't like to pick the hair out of her
teeth." Tim was bewildered by the comment about the hair in her teeth but
remained silent, since he didn't want to show his ignorance. Tim continued
to stare at the pulsing meat before him. "Go ahead buddy....touch it if
you want. You got one too. You know they don't bite. "Dean chuckled.
Tim carefully reached for Dean's tool. His small hand was dwarfed by its
dimensions. Tim could feel the hardness and heat of Dean's cock as it
throbbed and leaked precum at Tim's soft touch. "See Tim....just like the
one you got right?" Dean knew better. Although he could see that Tim was
obviously wellequipped for a young boy, he also knew that his own cock was
exceptional. Dean reached over to Tim and searched for his young cock
under the tshirt. Tim's heart pounded in his ears as this grown man's
hand found and clutched his fresh, young meat. It felt so much better with
someone else than when he had touched it alone. Dean began to slide his
hand up and down Tim's cock in a slow, rhythmic motion. He heard the
desperate groan from Tim and the feel of his cum racing from his balls.
Dean had never intended to bring Tim to a climax so soon, but reacted
quickly as he lowered his mouth over the boy's exploding tool. "Oh my God
Dean! What's happening to me?" Tim's eyes displayed a mixture of ecstasy
and terror. It was his first orgasm! The new feelings of Dean's lips
sliding over his flesh created blinding flashes of passion in his young,
inexperienced body. Stream after stream of hot boycum flowed from Tim's
cock. "Looks like you guys got started without me." Sue kidded as she
pranced back into the room. Sue was not at all shocked to return to the
room to see her husband's face impaled on Tim's cock. They had discussed
Dean's bisexual fantasies before. "Looks like both of us are going to get
our wish tonight." Sue thought. "Sorry honey," Dean's muffled a reply and
gestured for Sue to come to him. Dean embraced Sue in a hot soul kiss as
he shared Tim's 'snowball' with his wife. They passed the boycum back and
forth between them, savoring the sweet flavor that only comes from such a
fresh, young man. Tim watched in awe as these two adults shared his cum.
He didn't know what to think, but one thing he did know for sure....he
wanted to learn more. He wanted to learn it all! After all of Tim's cum
was swallowed and the couple licked the hot scum from each other's faces,
they flopped back down on the couch. Sue turned to Tim, "I'm so glad we
got to know you Tim. You are so sweet and sexy." With that said, Sue
planted a hot, wet French kiss on the boy's mouth. Her tongue wriggling
into his mouth and eliciting a groan from her boytoy. Tim was on overload!
Sue had changed into a short, babydoll sheer gown. It was held together
in front only by a frilly bow at the bustline. She had forgone the panties
that matched, and her smoothshaven pussy was in plain view. Dean spoke up
again. "Tim, like I said....we both love you son. We want you to enjoy
tonight and to learn from it. If there is anything that you are
uncomfortable with, please tell us. Please remember that this is our very
private life between us and you only. No one must ever know about it.
Most people don't approve of grownup's with boys and they certainly don't
approve of men with boy's. Do you understand Tim?" As Dean had been
speaking, Sue had begun to fondle the hard cocks on each side of her. Dean
was beginning to have difficulty speaking, and Tim was literally
speechless. All he could do was nod his head in assent. Sue was a dream
come true for Tim. At the age of twenty four, Sue was a mature woman.
Coupled with her freshness and youth, she was more desirable than any of
the high school girls. As Sue pumped each hard cock in her hands, she
began to mumble and mewl in selfpleasure with no hands touching her. Dean
could see that all Sue needed was a little attention and she would explode.
"Sue looks really hot doesn't she Tim? Go ahead. Touch her. Please feel
free to touch, lick or kiss any part of her body that you want to. I mean
ANY part." Sue helped things along. She grabbed Tim's hand, guiding it to
her gushing cunt. "Here honey....just touch me here....put some fingers
inside." Sue spread her legs, draping each over the legs of the man to each
side of her. She kept pumping the cocks in her hands as Timmy explored her
female parts. Tim got more passionate and bolder as he experimented with
his hand. His hand was completely drenched with Sue's love juice with four
of his fingers buried in her hot twat. Sue cried for more. "Fuck me Tim!
Fuck me with your hand!" Dean reached down and guided Tim's thumb downward
into his palm, "Now push a little harder Tim...put your hand inside her."
Dean watched the boy begin to literally fist fuck his young wife. Tim's
small hand and narrow wrist slid deeper and deeper into Pam's clutching
hole. She was screaming....tears flowing down her face as Tim slid his
hand deeper until half of his forearm had disappeared into Sue. Dean could
see Sue's taut, flat belly swell with the movement of Tim's arm in her
cunt. His cock was near bursting and he didn't want to 'waste' his load.
Dean mounted the couch on his knees next to Sue and pressed his dripping
prick to her face. The mixture of her tears and his precum made a slippery
mess of her face. "Lick Sue's face Tim." Without hesitating, Tim lunged
into Sue and lapped her face like a cat to milk. He didn't mind that
Dean's cock was so close, beginning to take quick licks at the man's huge
tool. Tim was beginning to learn how wonderful sex with a woman was, but
he was fascinated with Dean's cock too. He wanted to taste his hot meat
and return the favor of swallowing his cum. Dean could see Tim's
attraction too, and guided his hot rod onto Tim's slurping pink tongue.
That was all it took to put Dean over the edge, as he exploded ropes of
burning jizz into Tim's little mouth and across the faces of both of them.
Sue began a long, wailing scream as she launched into her final orgasm.
Her wideopen mouth caught the last couple of shots of her husband's
boiling cum. Sue and Tim shared the task of cleaning the dripping
secretions from Dean's recently spent prick. Tim reveled in the feeling of
another man's cock on his lips. He knew that it would not be his last.
After Dean's cock was cleaned, his wife and the boy busied themselves with
cleaning each others faces and sharing deep wet kisses. Dean dropped to
his knees in front of the pair and began a sensuous tongue bath of Tim's
hand and arm. He was tempted to suck Tim's beautiful, smooth tool again,
but wanted to see it impaled in his wife's mouth. Dean motioned for Tim to
get on his knees, facing Sue, and straddling her. Dean grasped the boy's
meat in his hand and rubbed the twitching tool over Sue's soft face and
lips. He jacked the young cock as he centered in on Sue's lips and pushed
the boy forward. He clutched the boy's butt and began to fuck Sue's face
with the boy's cock. Sue gazed at her husband with a mixture of pure love,
lust, and gratitude. Dean almost came from the kinky scenario. But he
wanted to save his next load for this kid's sweet, virgin asshole. Dean
lowered his face and nuzzled the boy's but cheeks...flicking his tongue out
to Tim's little, puckered anus. Tim cried out again as his second orgasm
dumped his load into Sue's mouth. Sue drank hungrily like a starved pup.
They all collapsed in a heap of contentment, "I think it's time to send you
two bad boys to bed." Sue wearily sighed. The man, woman, and boytoy all
stumbled on shaky legs to the master bedroom for the night. The three spent
the remainder of the night exploring all of the possible combinations that
two men and a woman could. Tim experienced fucking the first woman in his
life as he licked at her husband's spurting meat. All three experienced
anal sex for the first time, with both Tim and Dean fucking one another and
Pam taking a cock in her ass for the first time. Tim and Dean engaged in a
hot '69' with each other. Pam gently coached each of the men on how to
properly deepthroat a cock as they devoured each other. As dawn was rising
the trio faded into blissful sleep.



They spent the weekend in bed, rising only for occasional food or to
shower off the accumulated fuckscum from their decadent play. Tim spent
many more evenings and nights with Dean and Sue. He became a confident and
proficient lover with both of them. Tim still had trouble with the boys at
school. They continued to dominate and bully him. Partly out of
selfpreservation and partly out of desire, Tim became a habitual
cocksucker. If any boy threatened him, he would simply offer them a blow
job. Hardly any teenaged boy....straight or not....would turn down the
chance to blow his load into a hot mouth. After dumping their loads down
Tim's throat, the boys were not longer anxious to kick his ass. He remained
a 'pencilnecked' geek however, and was thus afforded zero opportunities
with any dating or relationships with girls. He lusted in his mind and
dreamed of the day that he may once again enjoy the charms of a beautiful
woman. For even though Tim was a soft 'sissy boy', he was a heterosexual,
woman loving man who just happened to also love sucking cocks. Years would
pass before he had the opportunity to develop a loving relationship with a
woman.



Bob listened to Tim's confession of his coming of age. Monica sat with
tears streaming feeling even more love for the dearest man in the world to
her. The torrid account that Tim had revealed to her was shocking, but it
filled in a lot of missing pieces that helped Monica make more complete
sense out of her life with Tim. She wished she had known all of this years
ago. "Well.....That is certainly revealing and enlightening Tim." Bob
commented. "How about you Monica? Anything you think you ought to be
telling us?" Now Monica realized that she was on the hot seat, and that is
was her time to finally reveal her past to Tim. Monica had spoken very
little to Tim about her life in growing up in a small town in Alabama. Her
daddy had been killed in a coal mine explosion when she was just a young
girl. The left only her mother to raise Monica and her brother 4 years her
senior. Her mom worked long hours during the evening at a seedy roadhouse
outside of town. She told the children that she was a waitress at the
place, but it was revealed later that her mother was nothing more than a
cheap whore. She was used by the redneck patrons as a fuck receptacle in
the filthy backrooms of the tavern. The asshole that ran the place kept
the majority of the money that his 'ladies' earning, justifying it in the
name of management and protection fees. Her mother would have been better
off working as an honest waitress at the regular diner in town, but was too
na�ve and just plain stupid to realize this. Monica became accustomed to
seeing a new 'boyfriend' spending time at their house all through her
childhood. As she grew older and began to bud into a lovely young girl,
her natural beauty began to draw the attention of these guys. The men
would enjoy 'tucking in' Monica at bedtime. Her mother knew that there was
more to it, but was afraid to say anything to them. These guys were bad
assed, backwoods rednecks. They didn't reason with others when an argument
occurred. All they knew was how to fight....or in the case of a
woman....beat the shit out of her. Ben was one of the men that she
recalled staying around the longest. He lived with them for nearly two
years, moving in shortly after Monica's ninth birthday. Ben soon developed
an 'unhealthy' interest in the little girl. Monica was used to this by
now, since most of her mother's boyfriends did likewise. He would visit
Monica at bedtime. Often he would volunteer to bathe her had ready her for
bed. He would carry her to bed after her bath and touch her all over as he
powdered her baby soft flesh. Soon he began to pull out his hard prick and
jack off as his hands glided over her budding body....telling her how
beautiful she was. Monica knew that what was happening was wrong, but she
hungered for attention and love. What she got was about all she had a hope
for, so she grew to accept anything that Ben tried with her. Soon enough
the nightly ritual progressed to where Ben would lay her out on the
bed....spread her little thighs....and feast upon her tiny hairless pussy.
Monica hated the raspy feeling of his unshaven face on her sensitive skin,
but Ben must have been doing something right in eating the child's
developing pussy. As time went on, Monica's sexual response developed to
the point that she was capable of multiple orgasms.....just not a typical
ten year old. Ben taught Monica the art of properly fellating a man. The
girl became an accomplished deepthroat cocksucker. Monica became
accustomed to Ben's molestation and actually looked forward to her time
with him each night. A person's mind can really bend itself out of
perspective when they are starved for security, attention, and love. Ben
provided the only thing that resembled this to Monica. Her mother had
grown more distant from her, probably due to jealousy of Ben's attention to
her little girl. One morning Monica's mother didn't come home. She never
would again. Apparently one of the guys had contracted a venereal disease
and ended up taking it home to his wife. Of course she threw the guy out.
He returned to the bar that night where he bludgeoned Monica's mother to
death. Monica's brother freaked and ran away. Her grandmother in Tampa
was notified of her daughter's demise. Soon after Monica was taken to
Tampa to live with grandma. Her new life in Tampa was a big adjustment to
Monica. She had lived all of her life in a relatively unsupervised
environment. She was also conditioned to a regular sex life. Still
technically a virgin, but completely knowledgeable in sexual intimacy and
oral sex, and fully matured in sexual responsiveness. Like most children
that had endured sexual abuse, her selfesteem was based upon her sexual
desirability. After her grandmother had obtained Monica's medical records,
some long kept secrets were finally revealed. Monica had been born a
prematurely by over six weeks. Her mother's early labor had been brought
on by the excessive sex she engaged in as a whore at the roadhouse. While
there was no venereal infection at the time of pregnancy, her mother had
contracted a chronic viral infection that had affected Monica's growth
patterns. Monica's tiny size was clearly a result of her premature birth
and subsequent poor nutrition as an infant. The viral infection that her
mother carried apparently affected Monica's maturity in a couple of unusual
ways. Monica's onset of puberty literally exploded soon after her eleventh
birthday. She developed in less than a year from a spindly little girl to
a fullblown but miniaturized version of a Barbi doll type of woman.
The other phenomenon was that Monica was totally devoid of any body hair.
The only hair on her body were the long blond tresses on her head. Grandma
was no dummy. She well knew that her own daughter had been a slut, and she
wasn't about to let Monica follow the same path to adulthood. She kept a
close reign on her. Monica hated the disciplined lifestyle, but silently
suffered. She was kept busy with chores around grandma's little bungalow.
She did her homework and went to bed early and alone. She attended church
every Sunday. All in all Monica had been rescued from a dismal, decadent
environment and was transplanted into a solid and wholesome lifestyle. All
seemed to be good....but not really. Grandma was never really able to
truly love her little granddaughter. She knew that she was the fruit of
her slut daughter, not even being sure who the father was. She also
resented having to raise another child when she was past 60 years of age.
Grandma provided well and cared for Monica, but the child felt the lack of
affection and knew that she wasn't really wanted there. The removal of
sexual activity from her life has really wreaked havoc on the girl's
selfconfidence. Monica was aged sixteen by now and was still forbidden to
date. Hell....she had grown so introverted by this point that even if a boy
had asked her out, she would have probably turnedtail and run due to her
poor selfimage.



Larry and Robin Stiller were busy getting ready for a big night out on
the town to celebrate their twentieth wedding anniversary.
"Dad...Mom....telephone," their twelve year old son shouted from the
adjacent living room. "Hello? Candice? You've got to be kidding...you
can't babysit for Chuck tonight? Ok...understand...can't plan things like
the flu can you? Well thanks for calling and take care of yourself." Larry
slammed the phone down in frustration. He had planned this big evening for
weeks, and now the babysitter had bailed on them! Chuck was old enough
that he probably didn't need a babysitter, but his parents were protective
of him. "What do you think Robin?" "How about asking that girl next door
if she can help out? We don't really know her or her grandmother, but she
seems nice. Maybe she can watch out for Chuck just for tonight." "Sounds
like a plan Robin. Can you go over there and speak to her?" "Be right back
honey," Robin was out the door. "Hi. I'm Robin Stiller....my husband Larry
and son Chuck are your neighbors. We have a bit of a problem. Our
babysitter cancelled at the last minute, and we need someone to watch
Chucky for the evening. We'll be glad to pay your granddaughter well for
her trouble." Robin looked hopefully at Monica's grandmother. "How about
it Monica? It's up to you." "No problem grandma," Monica was grateful for
any kind of break in her routine. "I'll be right over Mrs. Stiller.
Monica slipped on some sandals and grabbed the book that she had been
reading and left for the neighbor's house. At the Stiller's she was
greeted by Larry and Robin and met their son Chuck. "How old are you
Monica? You look so young." Larry queried. "I'm sixteen sir. I'm
finishing my junior year in high school." Monica giggled. She was used to
this type of reaction to her petite features. She actually appeared as if
she could have been younger than their son Chuck....if it had not been for
her bulging breasts, tiny waist, and flaring hips. Chuck just stood and
looked at her in awe. He couldn't believe his good fortune. "Well...help
yourself to anything you want in the fridge. We will be out late. If you
get tired, you can nap on the sofa. Chuck needs to be in bed by ten. At
that, the Stiller's left for the evening. Chuck and Monica just stood there
for a few moments, "So what do you want to do tonight Chuck?" Chuck was
imagining what he would like to do. Unbeknownst to Monica, the little shit
had been spying on Monica for a long time now. He had snuck though the
darkness of his neighbor's back yard and peeped on many occasions. Chuck
had watched Monica changing clothes and bathing. He had lusted for her
delectable, perfect body....her porcelain skin and mountainous breasts. He
had even seen her lay back on her bed late at night and masturbate.
Watching Monica's fingers plunging in and out of her smooth, bare
pussy....culminating in blinding orgasms, as he stood outside of her
window....shooting his cum on the wall of grandma's house. Chuck had a
idea. "You want to watch a movie Monica?" "Sure Chuck....whatcha got?" I
could get one of Dad's 'special' movies out. I know where he hides them."
Chuck wasn't sure how Monica would react, but he had to try. "So they're
pretty good, huh? Let's check 'em out then." Monica had a pretty good idea
of where this was going, and it had been a long...long time since she had
enjoyed the touch of anything other than her own fingers. She just had to
play along and act dumb....allowing Chuck to think that he was tricking
her. Chuck ran off to get the movies. He returned in a flash, afraid that
Monica might change her mind. No chance of that, but he didn't know.
Monica was glad she had worn the little sundress. It had buttons down the
front from top to bottom. She bare legs displayed below the hem. Slipping
out of her sandals, she asked, "Where's the bathroom Chuck?" Down the hall,
first on the left" Came the reply. Monica padded off to the bathroom and
quickly closed the door behind her. She slipped out of her panties and
removed her bra. She primped in the mirror and restored her sundress to
order. She stashed her underwear in the hamper under some other
clothing....she would return for them later. This kid was going to get one
helluva education tonight, and she was going to enjoy it to the fullest!
Monica returned to the living room. Chuck had already turned down the
lights and had the VCR readied. "That's so cute, "Monica thought. "He
thinks that he's going to try to seduce me." She recalled some joke about
the 'fox guarding the chicken house' and chuckled to herself. Monica
settled down next to Chuck on the couch. She turned to him, "I'm ready
Chuck...are you?" her eyes sparkled with a hint of flirtatiousness. Chuck
was excited, but also now a little scared. He had no words as he nodded
slowly, his eyes locked on Monica. "Start the movie kid!" She prodded.
This flick didn't pull any punches. Things got right down to business with
hardcore fucking and sucking. Monica pretended to be shocked, "I didn't
know it would show all that." Chuck tried to act grown up, "Oh yeah Monica.
Do you like what you see?" "Oh Chuck....it looks so exciting. Do people
really do those things?" Monica still played dumb. She drew her hand up
her leg and slowly stroked the silky soft flesh of her thigh...pretending
as though it was an unconscious action. Soon she brought her other hand up
to one of her breasts and slowly squeezed it. Out of the corner of her
eye, she could see the Chuck had a huge boner that he was trying to sneak a
rub on occasionally. "This is so cool Chuck!" Monica pretended to lose her
composure and leaped closer to Chuck and gave him a quick hug. She made
sure to press her titties against him and draw her hand back across his
hard cock as she sat back in her seat. The action had caused her sundress
to raise much higher on her thighs and she also allowed her legs to spread
apart a bit more. "This is making me thirsty Chuck. Be a dear and go get
me a Coke." The boy quickly hustled off to the kitchen, taking care to keep
the bulge in his shorts out of view. Monica took the opportunity to undo
two buttons at the top and another at the bottom of her sundress. She
checked the effect and saw that she could expose most of her bulbous chest
if she turned the right way. Her dress would fall apart at the bottom at
the slightest motion to expose her steaming, smooth young cunt. Chuck soon
returned with two Cokes. Seeing his return, Monica spoke, "Bring one of
those to me Chuck." The boy was still desperately trying to conceal his
raging hardon, holding the cans of soda in front of his crotch. Monica
was well aware of this and purposely reached out a little too far for the
Coke. Her fingers contacted Chuck's pulsating cock, which she briefly
encircled with her fingers before drawing back and grabbing the Coke can.
Monica flopped back against the couch and spread her legs slightly as she
lounged back into the cushions. Her movements caused her sundress to split
at the hem almost to her navel. Her entire hot, bare pussy was exposed.
Monica's top was split open to expose the in between her tits outward
nearly to her nipples. Chuck just stood frozen in place, staring at the
spectacle. Monica broke his reverie, "Sit down Chuck! I can't see the
movie with you standing there!" The teenage girl pulled the boy by the arm.
Chuck lost his balance as she twisted him in place and he fell to the
cushions next to her. Monica's silken skin touched Chuck all the way down
their arms and along her golden, tan thigh. Monica calmly laid her hand on
Chuck's thigh and began to draw little imaginary circles with her
fingertips on his flesh. Chuck was on fire as his cock reached full
erection. It tented in his shorts and then twitched out the leg opening of
his shorts. Chuck was still in a speechless panic as Monica slid her
buttery fingers around his throbbing shaft of boyflesh. "Oh fuck!" Chuck
cried. Chuck's hot rod began spurting his load of cum. Chuck was in
tears, probably a mixture of passion and embarrent as he ran from the
room. Monica knew she had to go calm the boy. She padded down the hallway
of the house to the boy's room, and looked in. Chuck had thrown himself
onto his bed and was sobbing. Monica sat on the side of the bed next to
Chuck and reached to comfort him. Chuck jumped at her touch as she ran her
fingers through his hair. Soon she bent and began to plant light kisses on
the side of his face, nibbling on his ear as she whispered to him. "It's
OK honey....you have a beautiful, healthy cock. It'll get hard again and
then we'll have some real fun." Chuck couldn't believe his ears. His
babysitter This dropdead foxy womanchild was telling him that she was
ready for some action. As he rolled over, he looked up at Monica's
smiling, angelic face. "Get those clothes off Chuck....it's your bedtime."
Chuck's face fell as he now thought that Monica was just going back to
treating him like a child and putting him to bed for the night. He soon
knew that the night was not yet over as Monica began to unfasten the
remaining buttons on her sundress. As her glorious flesh was exposed,
Chuck struggled to divest himself of his shorts and tshirt. Monica pulled
the dress off, jumped onto the bed and engulfed Chuck's throbbing cock with
her sucking lips. The boy didn't last more than 30 seconds to explode again
in orgasm, pumping his boiling cum into Monica's sexstarved body. Monica
continued to nurse Chuck's cock which never lost its throbbing erection.
After several more minutes of ecstatic pleasure from Monica's lips, the boy
felt her climbing over him to squat over his writhing body. Monica lowered
herself onto Chuck's hot rod, slowly impaling herself. She began a slow
rocking on his cock, her sucking pussy clenching tightly around the young
boy. She bent towards Chuck face and gently brushed her mammoth tits
across the boy's face. Chuck was groaning deliriously as his lips puckered
to suck the girl's full, firm titflesh. "That's it sweetie... suck my
tits while you fuck my hot cunt! You're simply beautiful baby! Fuck
Meeeeeeeeee!!" Chuck couldn't believe this girl's filthy talk. Just like
in the movies...except this was his gorgeous, young nextdoor
neighbor....making sweet, sexy, tender love to the boy. It was the stuff
of his wildest fantasies, but was for real....right now....in his own bed.
Chuck and Monica made love for the next two hours, before Monica decided
that they had better get things back in order before Chuck's parents
arrived home. Chuck and Monica continued their secret liaisons for the
next two years until Monica graduated from high school. Monica moved to a
small apartment on the West side. She then got a job at a clothing store
at University Mall working evenings and weekends, and attending interior
design school during the day. Her demanding schedule and responsibilities
kept her occupied and her mind off of sex until after she graduated from
design school. She made a few applications for jobs at local galleries and
furniture stores, ending up accepting a position at Brenner's. Monica dove
into her new career with a vengeance. She loved working in the large, old
store...the beautiful furniture and accessories...doing her best to prove
herself. She stayed busy and worked hard each day. She earned the respect
of the older salespeople at Brenner's. She worked hard to help them with
their customers, and both of them made more money that way. Even with this
popularity though, Monica had no personal life. Due to her appearance of
being so young, a lot of people were reticent to socialize with Monica.
She had noticed Tim right off among the others there, but he never seemed
to talk with her except for strictly business matters. When Tim had first
laid eyes on Monica, he was starstruck. Tim was still too timid to
actually ask a girl on a date however, and Monica was certainly as shy and
reserved as he was. The chance for Tim and Monica to finally "break the
ice" came a few months after starting to work for Brenners Furniture. Fate
worked its magic one day when the floor manager was preparing for the big
Spring Sale. He was totally swamped with markdown work and spending time
with the store's auditors. Tom had one of those Saver Booklet coupons for
a couple of free meals at the Italian restaurant nearby. With all the work
that he had to do, he knew he would never escape the confines of the store
before midnight. It was lunchtime and Tom thought, "What the heck. Tim
and Monica are scheduled for lunch break. They are such good, loyal
employees. I'll just give this to them. Monica was still in the employee
locker area retrieving her purse, while Tom stopped Tim as he was preparing
to leave the building. "Here Tim." Tom proffered the coupon. "Here're a
couple of free meals on me. This expires today, and I got no chance of
getting out of here today." Monica was exiting the locker room and Tom
caught her attention. "Monica....Lunch is on me today. Tim has the coupon
for the two of you....free meals for two at Luigi's across the street." Tim
and Monica had both been caught offguard. They both looked like a couple
of deer on a dark night, caught in a car's headlights, frozen in fear in
their tracks. Tom knew that both of them were kind of the quiet, shy
types. However this was almost comical. "What's wrong. Aren't you guys
hungry? It's a wonderful, fourstar restaurant. Now scoot!" Tom grinned
at the young pair standing before him. Tim and Monica slowly turned toward
one another, afraid to look one another in the eye. They knew each other
as fellow store employees. They had spoken before, but strictly for
business purposes. They knew nothing of each other personally, yet each
one secretly was attracted to the other. Tim was finally able to choke out
a few words to Monica, "Shall we go?" He stumbled toward the door...if one
hadn't known any better, Tim was walking as if he was drunk. Monica also
took short, studied steps. She had butterflies in her stomach and a pair
of rubbery legs too. Tom paused a moment to watch the couple crossing the
street together. They look like a couple of grade school kids dressed up
to play grownup. "Make a cute couple," Tom mumbled to himself, then
returned to his work. What Tom didn't know however was that this was Tim's
first date ever with a woman, and that he was already in love with her.
That fateful day's luncheon began a storybook love affair leading to Tim
and Monica's marriage six months later. "That's about is Mr. Sutherland."
Tim concluded. "We guess that we live a pretty quiet life compared to most
young couples. We do most things together and don't socialize much."
"That's right Mr. Sutherland." Monica added, "We enjoy each other's
company and aren't really comfortable in a crowd anyway." "Well, I hope you
guys make time for me, because I know that we are going to become really
good friends." Bob continued, "I am going to change your lives. Both of
you are so beautiful and sexy, and make such a charming couple." Bob pulled
Monica close into a hot, passionate kiss as he groped her soaked cunt. He
then turned to Tim, playing his tongue over Tim's lips and groping for his
cock. As Bob fished Tim's growing hardon out of his pants, he continued.
"You will both learn to trust me completely. You will surrender your
bodies to me for our mutual pleasure. You will do anything that I ask of
you, and you will love it. You are going to experience things that you
never before dreamed of. But I will always respect your love, as it is so
obvious that you love each other so much." Tim and Monica slumped against
Bob and cuddled up to their newly found mentor (Master?).

To be continued....

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Wednesday, July 28, 2004

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Sunday, July 25, 2004

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For those of you expecting a visit from Josh's college buddies in this
segment I apologize. They will show up on Monday morning. This segment
helped me to develop the Reverend's character a bit as well as opening
up our sweet young wife to being more aggressive herself. Let me know
how I should let this story unfold. After all Josh will be going back
to college. The Preachers wife could end up letting her horny old goat
of a husband watch her or she could get thrown out on her ass. She may
even get pregnant from all this unprotected sex. Also somebody should
give her a name. I will put the best suggestion in the story.

Preacher's wife part 3 or Sunday Night

I sat at my table for several minutes after my class had dismissed. The
girls were gone and I could still feel Josh's seed leaking from my sore
and stretched rectum. The worst part was I knew I wanted it to happen
again.

I went to the rectory and let the Pastor Glory in his Congregation and
the stirring performance he had delivered to them this day. Of course I
went to the Bathroom and cleaned up. Then I listened from the kitchen
window as the older folks talked about his rousing sermon. I went about
making Dinner as the afternoon sun crept lower in the Sky. The Reverend
was pleased with himself and patted me on the fanny as I set the table
for us. We ate and talked and my husband discussed his trip to the
State Seminary. He had been invited to Lecture for a week so he was
leaving on Monday morning and wouldn't be back till Friday night. He
told me I should go stay at my parent's house for the week but I told
him I would be fine. The pastor brought up that it wouldn't look right
for me to be in the house alone with a single man for a week so he
insisted I stay with my mother. I relented and told him I would go
right after we closed the Thrift store on Monday. If he only knew just
how improper Josh could get with me.

I took my bubble bath as the Reverend finished up the supper dishes and
brushed out my hair. I decided to wear a short white silk nightie to
bed instead of my usual flannel nightgown. I had never worn it. I had
received it as a present at a bachelorette party before I was married
to the pastor. I remember blushing at the thought of him seeing me in
it. Considering recent events, it seemed tame in comparison. I was
lying there dreaming of what he might force me to do, as the reverend
got ready for bed. My hand crept slowly down to my own sex. Touching
myself was something I hadn't done since Momma had caught me in the
playhouse with my panties down almost 5 years ago. She had whipped me
good and told me I would become a fallen woman if I did such things.
Imagine what she would think if she knew what I allowed Josh and soon,
Josh's friends do to me. I caressed my pussy ever so carefully and
slowly. I began to stiffen and I could feel my nipples crinkle with
desire. I was approaching orgasm when I heard the shower stop.

The door opened and I could see my husband come toward the bed. I knew
he was in the mood and I was longing for him to please me. I thought if
he could give me feelings as intense as the ones I experienced at
Josh's hands I might have the courage to stop what I was doing. The bed
creaked and as the Reverend rolled back the covers. My silky negligee
came into view. The Reverend let out a quiet exclamation to himself. He
then did something he had never done before. He sat on the bed and
allowed his shaking hand to course over my breasts. My nipples were on
fire and they could be plainly seen through the flimsy material. He
untied the ribbon at my cleavage and pushed the top of my nightie down
exposing my breasts to the cool night air. He leaned forward and gently
suckled one of my nipples. As he sucked my breasts I allowed my hand to
roll over and caress his penis through his pajama bottoms. He flinched
like he was in pain but pushed closer. I encircled his rigid staff with
my hand and began to pump up and down through the cloth of his night
cloths. His manhood popped free from the fly of his pajamas. I could
feel the leathery texture of his dick. My hand slid up and then over
the tip and back down I encountered moistness seeping from the tip and
it helped my hand glide over his pole. His hand had strayed to the hem
of my nightie and it soon was pushed to my waist. My mons had come
into view and I began to worry that he would question why I was shaved
as bare as a 12 year old. His finger parted my lips and gently caressed
my inner folds dragging my own lubrication over my clit. I shuddered
through an orgasm. He gently pushed my knees apart and I guided his
cock to the wet juicy pussy I had between my legs. I rubbed the tip
over my clit and then slowly allowed it to inch into my waiting cunt.
As he bottomed out I looked up at him and he was staring into my eyes.
My hands languidly went over my head and he reached up and grasped my
crossed wrists in his hand. He started thrusting into me in earnest. I
could feel the pressure building in my loins. My head was thrown back
and I extolled out loud. "Praise the Lord" The reply came from my
husband. "Hallelujah!" I pitched my head back and had an intense
series of thunderbolts shoot through my body. The connection from my
pussy to my nipples and to my vocal cords was Dynamic. When I felt a
wave of pleasure course through my body I would sing out in praise. My
husband was pounding me into the bed. Then he did something I would
have never expected. He quickly pulled away and rolled back on his
haunches. His cock was spurting giant geysers of cum onto my belly and
tits. A blast even splattered on my face. The liquid caused another
wonderful jolt to rack my body.

The pastor was regaining his composure as I came down from my physical
high. He looked at me strangely and then almost tearfully started to
apologize. I stopped the dear man and said not only was it all right
but that I wanted him to do it again. He looked at me quizzically and I
told him I enjoyed our coupling very much. He collapsed on the bed and
said. "I had forgotten how young you were. My god you still haven't
reached puberty." I realized he was remarking on my lack of pubic hair.
And I told him I was in fact a woman not a girl but I just liked to be
clean and tidy. A look of recognition flashed over his face and he
seemed to relax. It dawned on me at that moment that he had gotten so
turned on because he thought I was just a little girl in a way. I
thought it odd for a second but then I remembered he had started
sparkin and asked my parents for me when I was just seventeen. With my
petite figure and girlish face many people took me for much younger.
The vision of me laid on our marital bed with my tiny breasts and
shaved pussy must have looked like a young teen lolita to him in the
Moon light. He kissed me gently as I got up and went to the bathroom to
cleanup. As I finished the quick shower I could here the Reverend
snoring in bliss in the other room. I looked at myself in the mirror
and reflected on what we had just done. I had discovered that my
loving, kind husband had a deep seated little girl fantasy. I blushed
when all the things I could do to play to that passed through my mind.
I wondered to myself if I had found the key that would release me from
the grasp of Josh. I took a deep breath and recognized I would still
let the young man do anything to my body he wanted even share me with
his friends.

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