Carole’s Holiday

    She was climbing the school steps with about five minutes to spare when her slut friend Jill came over. Hi Carole. You look tired,” she said.
I’m not tired,” she replied as she told Jill about her morning. I’ve got myself really horny wondering whose shafting my mum, and I haven’t had time to bring myself off.”
I thing I can help you there,” grinned Jill. Come on, we’ve just got time to get to the toilets.”
As they both squeezed themselves into the one stall Jill said, Drop your knickers,” as she rummaged through her bag.
What are you looking for,” hissed Carole. We don’t have time for anything.”
We have time for this,” said Jill, as she drew what looked to be an egg attached to a wire from her bag. I got this Mail Order. You stick it in your pussy and it’s attached to this control box so you can increase the vibrations. I’ve tried it, its brilliant.”
As Carole inspected it, she could still smell her young friend’s pussy on the plastic. Yea, I can tell you’ve tried it,” she laughed. Ok put it in for me.”
Jill knelt down and rubbed the egg over Carole’s pussy lips that were already slippery with her juices. As Carole bent her legs slightly, Jill pushed the egg firmly into her cunt. It’s in,” she said as she lent forward and licked Carole’s clit, just as the school bell sounded. Shit,” they booth said together. Quick, pull your panties up and that will hold the wire in place.”
Jill then tucked the small control box into the back of Carole’s knickers, switched it on to low, and smoothed down her skirt. Perfect,” she said. Lets go.”
The vibrations in her pussy were delicious. She found that by rocking slightly in her seat, the movements of her knickers over her clit, combined with the vibrations were enough to bring her off. She came once in geography and twice in maths. Fuck she thought, anything that can make maths pleasurable, has got to be good.
At the break she was standing in the corridor with Jill and some of their friends. How does it feel,” whispered Jill so no one else could hear.
Fucking brilliant,” replied Carole. My knickers are soaking.”
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 Busted

   Caroline entered the house expecting to find her husband and two daughters huddled by the picture window still peeking through blinds. She saw only Becky, her oldest, but she was in the act of taking a seat on the sofa. Their eyes met and told Caroline all she needed to know. Becky had that I-saw-Mommy-kissin’-Santa look–a mischievous gleam. She thumbed through her Teen Magazine while trying to hold back a knowing smile.

Caroline had been busted, and she knew it. She also knew it was bound to happen sooner or later, now that she had to use Bonnie’s front door to come and go, wearing sexy clothes no less. Caroline was already resolved to let the chips fall where they may, knowing she’d get caught, be seen by neighbors, and become the grist for the neighborhood gossip mill. If the girls didn’t see, they’d eventually hear.

She knew she could not stay away from Bonnie, not now, anyway.

She fought back the impulse to tell Becky to wipe that stupid grin off her face and mind her own business, but was glad she held that in when fourteen-year-old Joann came bounding into the room, saying, “What’s so important that I have to see this, now? Oh, hi, Mom!”

Caroline squared her shoulders and brushed past Joann, saying, “You missed it, but I’m sure your snoopy sister will fill you in. Where’s your father?”

“I think he’s on the phone in the den.”

Caroline made for the den and met Richard as he was coming out. She was still in the living room. Joann had just taken a seat beside Becky. The girls were behind her to her left. Richard said, “Oops. Didn’t see you. Sweetheart, I have to go back to the office for a few hours. I’ll catch something to eat downtown. I’m going to leave the phone on the service. Was there something you needed?”
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 Bruno and I get Mom

    This episode happened a few years ago when I was 15.  I was seated in the living room, on a Saturday morning, watching cartoons.  My mom yelled from the bathroom upstairs, telling me that she was going to take a bath; and since Dad wasn’t home (he was out playing golf all day) she could take all the time that she liked.  You see, Dad didn’t like for us to use alot of water.  He thought it was a big waste, and he thought that we needed to conserve the water that we had.  I guess it was just his way of being anal about something.  So, with Dad gone, Mom could use as much water as she wanted without someone yelling for her to turn the water off.

I could hear Mom running water from time to time, and I know that she felt like she was in heaven.  After Mom had been in the bathtub for about 30 minutes, our dog, Bruno (who was a rather large german shepherd) came plodding into the living room with his tail wagging.

I spoke to him, “What are you up to, boy”  He just wagged his tail and gave me a little bark.  Suddenly, Bruno’s ears perked up as he heard mom splashing upstairs.  I guess he decided that he was going to see what was going on up there, as he ran up the stairs.  About one minute later I heard mom yelling at Bruno.  I just sat there in the living room and paying them both no mind.  But, Mom’s voice got louder and louder, so I thought I had better go and see what was causing all the fuss.

As I got to the entrance to the bathroom door, the site before me was one to behold.  There was my mom laying on the bathroom floor with her legs sprawled out in front of her.

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Brian’s Tale 2, the next wag.    It’s been some time now since Brian and I became a couple. Ever since that first weekend when he and I got together my life has never been the same.

Its like suddenly my eyes had been opened to the world and I saw clearly for the first time, life and my place in it. The things that used to upset me so much are now things that, at the most, just irritate me. The mean spiteful school “friends” now mean nothing to me. Their silly pranks a waste of time and effort for now I am contented.
Looking back at that first weekend I can say that I am glad that it happened. That first weekend was so intense that I had a sore pussy for weeks afterwards. Not that I gave it much of a chance to rest. Brian was insatiable. He could keep going long after I would have stopped. Every orifice was filled with his juices and he could still pleasure me. His red stalk could reach so deep inside of me, filling me to the brim. And his tongue, oh how I love his tongue. It too could reach deep into me, stimulating me with its coarseness, cleaning my every nook and cranny. It doesn’t matter whether I am clean or messy, he will still clean me out, just fantastic!
I must admit that my favourite position is “doggy” style and although Brian still gets upset at me calling myself his bitch I think that he too likes mounting me that way.
Now that some time has past, the mad passion has slowly eased off a bit but we still do it nearly every day, not nearly every hour.

Occasionally Brian has to sleep in my parent’s room but in the mornings he sneaks into my room and with his magical tongue starts licking me from toe to temple.

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 And Dane Makes Three

    Carol was upset today. Her neighbors decided to take a 3 week vacation and asked her if she would take their great dane Butch in while they were gone. She was afraid of the damn thing. She tried to explain to them she had no yard for the dog but they insisted he was perfectly fine in the house. They had done things for her in the past so she felt obligated.

It was Monday, Her daughter was in school and Carol had no work today. Lisa wanted to stay home with her but she made her go to school.

She was setting on the couch watching a Soap Opera when Butch walked over and started nuzzling under her skirt. Crazy dog, get away from me. He was persistent but she kept pushing him away. All of a sudden he growled and bared his teeth. Now she was scared. I’m going to call the dog pound, she decided. I don’t want this dog here.

The phone was upstairs so she gently eased herself off the couch and started for the stairs. When she got about 10 feet away she started running. She was at the top step when Butch caught her. She was on her knees on the stair step afraid to move. Butch was behind her sniffing under her skirt like he did before.

Maybe if I just let him sniff he’ll go away. She slowly lifted her skirt exposing her back side to the Dane. She could feel his cold nose sniffing her butt and then lower his head to sniff her panties. This went on, it seemed to her, forever. Suddenly, without warning the dog had his paws on her back. He was mounting her. She tried to pull away but he was to heavy and to strong. My god, she could feel his huge dick pushing on her pussy. Thank god she had panties on, she thought. He was humping for 25-30 seconds when she felt a rip. He had pushed thru her flimsy panties and his huge cock head was pressed against her cunt.

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Air Conditioning Man Gets A Suprise.

   I stopped just before cumming, for fear of slipping in the tub and hurting myself. Stepping out of the shower after turning the water off and grabbed a towel, I began to dry myself off, my pussy growing wet as the rough fabric brushed by it. Wrapping it around me I walked to my room down the hall and smiled as I saw Bruzer there waiting for me. I scratched him behind the ears again as he wagged his tail happily. I had no fear of being naked around him, I had done it before without consequence and I didn’t think about it twice when I threw the towel on the bed. Dogs are renowned for sniffing crotches, I just wasn’t quick enough to pat his nose away when he began sniffing my pussy, His cold nose hit my burning and oh so sensitive clit and my knees went weak, I slapped him softly on the nose and he jerked back, offended. Sending him out of the room and throwing he door closed, yet not really caring that it was an inch short from closing, turning on some classic rock, I sat down on the floor, closed my eyes and began practicing the yoga I did before bed.

My finishing pose was one that involved me lying on my back, legs far apart. Queens: Champion was playing so I didn’t hear the door open. To finish the pose, I raised my hips high in the air; a slight smile came to my face as the thought of how my boyfriend loved this position crept into my mind. Just as I ran the memory of how on his last night here he had eaten me out like this, and how I had had one of the best orgasms of my life, I felt something wet sniffing my pussy. Startled I opened my eyes just as Bruzer’s pink, long tongue took its first swipe, starting at my ass and ending at my clit. I couldn’t help but shudder and moan. Bruzer figured that he could get more of the sweet juice that had flown from my cunt if he repeated it, and before I could stop him he was licking my pussy better than any men in my life have ever done. My eyes closed as I concentrated on the tight coil of tension that was building up within me. I couldn’t help but feel a little ashamed as I let him continue.

Growing up in a strict catholic house had taught me all about the dangers of sin and hell. I went with my more primal human instincts though and pressed my hips forward with a long sensual moan as he began to stick his tongue into my tight cunt hole. Discarding my mothers metaphysical speeches that had begun to play in my mind, I began thrusting my hips against his tongue, one of my hands reached down to my clit, and within a few strokes I was cumming hard, my hips convulsing and Bruzers name being moaned out on my lips. I lay down on the ground, Bruzer didn’t stop though, he kindly began to clean up all of the juice that was flowing from my cunt. Within a few moments, he was able to bring me into a wave of smaller, yet still satisfying orgasms. I finally regained enough breath to tell him to stop and sit.
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Academy Girls   If Adrian McGuire was confused and upset, fourteen-year-old Stacy and thirteen-year-old Theresa were more so. They’d never seen their father acting so strangely. Adrian never saw her righteous husband act this way outside the bedroom.

Having never seen this side of their father, anywhere, the girls were thrust into a world of bizarre unknowns. Once the family arrived in St. Louis, and the Reverend Derrick McGuire took off his preacher clothes, he acted noting like a man of the cloth, and nothing like any man they’d ever met.

After checking into a seedy hotel, he immediately took the girls shopping for their new school wardrobe. They shopped in stores that catered to women of loose moral scruples–whores and floozies, jezebels and hussies. The girls knew about those women, but had no idea what the women did to earn their father’s wrath, or the Lord’s for that matter. They only knew that those women were shameless and hell-bound for showing too much skin and being loose with men. That much, they knew.

In the stores, the McGuire girls attracted a great deal of attention and always had a troupe of male assistants to assist. Customers gawked and their own father was the worst gawker of all, insisting that each item fit properly, and not in a dressing room, but on the store floor, sometimes while totally naked wearing only high heels. Only in stores along the seedy strip could they get away with such behavior.

The girls soon discovered that their shopping spree was a thinly disguised sex show with their father serving as the master of ceremonies. He directed everything, showing them off like prize bird dogs. The girls quickly realized their father got a big charge out of turning on others using their intimate flesh for the purpose. The girls were soon in a state of shock. The panties were of particular interest and their fit in the crotch was of primary importance. The girls endured endless changes and humiliating between-the-legs fondling, not only by their father, but by every man in the store as each was solicited for an opinion. Each man was given the opportunity to explore freely.

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A Tumble in the Hay     In Paris Jackie extended her head out the window of her apartment on the Parisian left bank and allowed he long auburn hair to dry naturally in the gentle breeze. Mom and Dad were right when they suggested that after she finished her bachelor’s degree in elementary teaching that she should go to Paris for the summer to unwind. Being a tall, 5′10″ red head with a beautiful shimmering complexion didn’t hurt. Although her mouth was a little wide, when she smiled her crimson lips drove men to distraction. Cafi?? life was one of Jackie’s favorite pass times. She loved the strong cafi?? and vin rouge and the fact that the waiters did not annoy you. One of her favorite spots was a cafi?? on the corner near the Boulevard St. Michel where she could watch the lovers kissing in front the streaming fountain. There were times when lovers would kiss even in a downpour of the frequent Paris rains.

Today was going to be quite an adventure for Jackie and she had no forewarning of it. As she sat at her usual table in the cafi?? she noticed that all the other tables were occupied. A swarthy mature gentleman approached her table and said, “Do you mind if I sit at your table? You seem to have an extra chair and I really don’t like to stand and drink my espresso. Besides it always enjoyable to have a conversation with a lovely young American.” “Is it so obvious that I am an American? How did you know? “I suppose it’s the way you sit so provocatively in you chair and expose just enough to get a man’s attention.” The dark man replied. Jackie could not help noticing the large bulge in his pants. So she nodded agreement and he sat down with her. His cologne was faint but breath taking. Jackie moved her chair closer to him so that she could observe him more closely. Her eyes drawn to the lump in his trousers and she dreamily though of all the beautiful cocks she had seen in her young life.

When she and twin brother Billy were growing up she was the victim of real penis envy every time they bathed together. One day when mom was out of the bathroom for a few minutes she grabbed Billy’s pee pee to teach him a lesson. Billy immediately became hard and almost jumped out of his skin. However, Jackie inadvertently began rubbing his cock that grew and grew before her. Before, they knew what happened, Billy shot some white cream right into Jackie’s face and mouth. It was like tasting ambrosia for the first time. Jackie could not believe how good it tasted and bent over to lick up the few drops hanging to the head of Billy’s cock. Immediately, Billy’s cock hardened and Jackie began to suck on it with all her might. At that age when cum is so often and enjoyable, Billy in a few minutes filled Jackie’s mouth once again. The feel of the cum in her mouth and sliding down her throat set Jackie on fire and it was then that she deep throated Billy for the first time. After that Mom had no trouble getting Billy and Jackie to take their evening bath together.

Like all children Billy and Jackie wondered if they were doing something bad. Jackie was a natural born snoop and there fore, kept a close eye on the activities of her parents. She noticed that some nights after she and Billy had gone to bed there were sounds coming from Mom and Dad’s bedroom that seemed very strange. Mom was often to be heard moaning and there was also the sound of the squeaking springs of the bed. Mom and Dad were not very careful about closing the bedroom. So one night after they had all gone to bed, Billy and Jackie sneaked into the parent’s room undetected. The room was very dark but as they waited their eyes adjusted and they could make out their mother and father. Mom was sitting on the bed and was unbuttoning Dad’s pajamas. Plop out flopped Dad’s pee pee and was it large! Billy’s was still very small in comparison.

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A night at the Vet - pt 3

     Both dogs retired to one of the corners of the pen, and were almost on top of each other. It was almost 10:00 and I started to wonder what would have happened if my mother walked in with the doctor and I had a dog on top of me and me cumming like I was enjoying it. I tried to get up and my legs didn’t want to straighten, I had been on all fours for over and hour.  I also realized I was exhausted and had to pee real bad.  I figured what the heck” and just crawled over to the corned with a drain that the dogs had peed near. My legs didn’t want to move- but finally started to move. I got to the corner and used the bars to help myself up. I looked down at my thighs- they were covered with cum (both the dogs and mine) and blood (from my period and the loss of my hymen).

My started to squat and knees hurt too much, so I just opened my feet and pushed. I started to pee and couldn’t believe how much I went. The Sheppard jumped up first and then Dane and they started barking at me. I looked them and just yelled hey –I don’t care if it’s your corner- I needed to pee.” I had no idea why they were barking and they had no idea what I was saying I’m sure. I got done and walked over to a neutral corner and  sat down. The dogs were still barking at me, but once I sat down they relaxed and went back to their corner. I feel asleep with my back up against the bars.

I was awoken some time later by a pull on my hair again. I looked up and the Sheppard was pulling my head again. I started yelling that I had had enough, but I could see the tip of his dick was already protruding from his sheath.  I was too tired to fight. I got on my hands and knees and let him mount me. He got in with only a few misses and re-shifted himself till he was doing his thing. Even though I was tired it didn’t take me long to start moaning in delight. I was getting turned on that I was being fucked, even though it was a dog. I started to moan in rhythm to his pumping after my first climax. The Dane came over to me again and licked my face. I thought ‘oh shit, not again” I had thought about the last session and did not want his huge dick all the way in me again.  The Dane shifted and I saw he was getting horny.

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 A Friend in Need..

   We financially outgrew our suburban neighborhood about a decade ago. We bought this 3/2/2 cracker box sixteen years ago. We’ve added on, built a pool, deck, sauna, weight room, and den. Our neighbors are jealous, but they’re still friends. We’ve known most of them from the beginning–four couples especially. They’ve all been through tough times. Cheryl and I have helped them all from time to time. I’m lucky, I suppose. I’m a top-notch salesman. I’m never out of work or money. I’m also free with my money. My friends think I’m generous to a fault. When we go out as a group, I usually grab the check. We entertain a great deal. Our home is like a yuppie playground. The drinks are free, the music is sixties/seventies, and there’s no need to drive home drunk. Either stagger home or crash where you are.

Frank and Rachel are our best friends. We knew them from high school. Frank is an auto mechanic; Rachel sells Avon–mostly to Cheryl. Cheryl is fucking Frank fairly regularly. I’ve had the pleasure of bopping Rachel a few times when she gets shit-faced. Cheryl is bisexual. She’s had Rachel more than I have - also when shit-faced.. Rachel gets teased about that a great deal. She’s straight as an arrow with a body that is anything but straight.

Ed and Inez live next door. Ed owns a dry cleaner. Inez keeps the books. I loaned them the money to start their business. Inez paid the interest to Cheryl by periodically depositing tender kisses between her legs. Ed paid interest as well, making sperm deposits in Cheryl’s sperm bank. Though the debt has been repaid for years, Ed keeps paying interest. Ed and Inez are not bad looking; but, of the girls, Inez would have to be considered the only plain one in the bunch and a little on the chubby side. I’ve never fucked Inez, probably never will.

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A Death in the Family    When I was in high school, my Daddy died while visiting our troops in Korea. I cried endlessly over my loss. Daddy was making a run for the Senate and thought a trip overseas would make him more accessible to the common man. As Governor Thorensen stated so emotionally, “It’s not only a great loss for family and friends; but, a great loss for state and nation.” I laugh that I actually embroidered that statement on a throw pillow a few days later. It’s probably lying around the house somewhere. Miss Carlisle, Momma’s secretary, moved into Momma’s room. And, at supper that evening, Momma and Miss Carlisle changed the course of all our lives.

Emma Hayden Elliot watched her daughter descending the stairs and gave a delicate sniff. Really, the girl took after her husband’s family. Honey Elliot was the ultimate All American Girl, with every attribute exaggerated. Honey was tall and gorgeous, with huge, firm, pendulous breasts, narrow hips, concave tummy, and perfect legs. Like all the women born into the Elliot family, Honey was a walking defiance of gravity. Emma didn’t despise Honey her looks. She despised Honey’s goodness. The only rebellious thing Honey did was allow her dark blonde hair to grow to her waist; and, even in that, Honey conformed, by twining her hair into different, sometimes quite complex, upsweeps in order not to stand apart from the crowd. Honey was dressed for dinner, in a long, straight black skirt, and a silver blouse with swooping sleeves and narrow wrists. Emma walked to the stairs, gratified to see the girl’s smile falter. Emma held a finger to her lips as Honey opened her mouth to question her. Emma looked up into her daughter’s eyes. “Spread your legs apart, dear,” Emma ordered in a very quiet voice.

Honey’s eyes grew wide as she looked down at her mother. Honey was still on the second step of the stairs, and she could feel her mother’s hot breath against her pelvis. Honey flushed and gasped, “Momma…”
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 A couple lovers

     I’m 18. And I’ve been with quite a few guys. Most of them quite a bit older than me. I’m addicted to sex. I’ll admit that. And I’m not half bad looking either. Hourglass figure, 34 D breasts, nice hips, cute ass…

One day I was at home by myself, my roommate was staying with her mother, and I wanted to get laid. This happens a lot, I simply pleasure myself. But today was different, after four or five rounds by myself I just wasn’t happy.

I’ve tried a lot of things. And I tried a lot that day. But nothing was working.
We have a wonderful dog-named James. James is a lab. I had heard a lot about people fucking dogs, but I had never even considered it till this day.
I looked at him, called him to me, and had him sit by me one the couch. I didn’t know how to seduce a dog, and I was nervous. So I just moaned and rubbed my freshly shaved pussy.
His eyes lit up and he started sniffing me. Then he started licking my inner thighs. It was ecstasy. I closed my eyes and started moaning. It wasn’t long before I came and seeped fluid all over James tongue, witch he happily licked up in a heartbeat.
I wanted more. I wanted a cock in me so badly.

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One day, I had just got out of the shower and Muffy was waiting for me. She followed me into my bedroom. I didn’t really want her there because I wanted to beat-off. I was going to kick her out but thought she would just lie outside my door and that would look suspicious. So I pulled out the pictures that I had hidden in the closet. They were just underwear and bathing suit ads from catalogs and not nearly as good as the porno magazines I saw in the stores but they had always been good enough. I didn’t have a lock for the door, so I blocked it with a 2X4 under the handle. At first, I didn’t want Muffy to see so I got under the covers on the bed. I had a woody even before I looked at the pictures and began to stroke myself. Muffy just sat there and watched me, sometimes cocking her head sideways. I figured that if she wanted to watch, I would give her a show and pulled the covers off. It was not as if she would tell Mom about it. It was fun to have her watch me. When she got up and walked over to the bed, I grabbed my cock around the base and pointed it at her. She licked it. Damn, I didn’t expect that but it felt great. I tugged her in and stuck my cock in her face. She licked it some more and it only took seconds till I cummed on her face. She liked the taste and licked off her nose and the remains off my cock. I almost squirted again.

We did this several more times over the next week and I stopped looking at the pictures. Muffy would wag her tail as she followed me to my room and then lick until she got her reward.

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      The difference between a fairy tail, and a sea story is that one starts out with “Once upon a time…” and the other starts out with, “Now this ain’t no bullshit… The story I’m about to tell you is true, and as close in detail as I can remember it. It has been a very long time since I too went in search of the imfamous Donkey Show in Tiajuana, Mexico, or crossed the border, to watch a Jackass, mule, burro, donkey, pony put it to some fucked up/sleazy, down on her luck/dirty/poor/low life/worn out/wretch of a puta/whore/slut/stretched out cum guzzling woman, as the rumor at that time went. Of course like every sailor who crosses the border from San Diego, California down into Tiajuana, Mexico, I was at first just interested in dipping my own wick in some of that young slick ready, south of the border pussy to care too much about some old over the hill scum hag putting out for animals in front of a crowd now that her cunt was so worn out from human cock that it took me several weekends before I even tried looking. But once started I was diligent to the utmost.

Don’t let the fact that just because it was Mexico, and a border town at that, that the city of Tiajuana, Mexico is small, by any means. It’s huge in land area, if not piled high with tall skyscrapers, and is one hell of a stretch of the legs to walk around in, and not in the most scenic, or fragrant of atmosphere’s either, as other than those places that bow to the tourist, and sailor trade, the areas around town for the most part are three times worse than any slum here in America because of the transits waiting to sneak across our border anyway they can to find jobs and a good home over here.

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   Anyways, weekly her mom would come in, most time scantily clad, with nipples perky. She was always sweaty, and smelt odd. She had hay in her hair, and always scratched around her genitals.

I wanted to know what she was doing. So next time I came over, I told her I was going for a walk. Once outside, I ran to Charlie’s barn. I climbed up the sides and sat on the rafters, and waited….

I waited and waited but at last it came, Stephanie’s mother entered the barn.

“Hey Charlie!” she said in a high pitched voice, “I’m sorry, I don’t have time to ride you today, but you’ll get your fun.”
I wasn’t sure what she met, but the next thing I saw was shocking. Something was getting bigger and bigger under the horse’s belly, as if it was expecting something. I realized that this huge thing was its penis! I have never seend something so big. It also had two huge balls hanging behind it. It made me jealous.

She reached out, grabbed his cock, and started rubbing it inch by inch. I was getting turned on, but I chose to stay quiet. She knelt down, and placed her mouth on his enormous shaft. She licked around the penis head, then sucked a little on it. She kept rubbing the penis, while the horse made weird noises.

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    I stopped just before cumming, for fear of slipping in the tub and hurting myself. Stepping out of the shower after turning the water off and grabbed a towel, I began to dry myself off, my pussy growing wet as the rough fabric brushed by it. Wrapping it around me I walked to my room down the hall and smiled as I saw Bruzer there waiting for me. I scratched him behind the ears again as he wagged his tail happily. I had no fear of being naked around him, I had done it before without consequence and I didn’t think about it twice when I threw the towel on the bed. Dogs are renowned for sniffing crotches, I just wasn’t quick enough to pat his nose away when he began sniffing my pussy, His cold nose hit my burning and oh so sensitive clit and my knees went weak, I slapped him softly on the nose and he jerked back, offended. Sending him out of the room and throwing he door closed, yet not really caring that it was an inch short from closing, turning on some classic rock, I sat down on the floor, closed my eyes and began practicing the yoga I did before bed.My finishing pose was one that involved me lying on my back, legs far apart. Queens: Champion was playing so I didn’t hear the door open. To finish the pose, I raised my hips high in the air; a slight smile came to my face as the thought of how my boyfriend loved this position crept into my mind. Just as I ran the memory of how on his last night here he had eaten me out like this, and how I had had one of the best orgasms of my life, I felt something wet sniffing my pussy. Startled I opened my eyes just as Bruzer’s pink, long tongue took its first swipe, starting at my ass and ending at my clit. I couldn’t help but shudder and moan. Bruzer figured that he could get more of the sweet juice that had flown from my cunt if he repeated it, and before I could stop him he was licking my pussy better than any men in my life have ever done. My eyes closed as I concentrated on the tight coil of tension that was building up within me. I couldn’t help but feel a little ashamed as I let him continue.

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   Jessie was sick and tired of it. Her twin sister was having all the fun, while Jessie was locked into a no go anywhere, do anything marriage that even failed in fulfilling her sexual gradification on a steady, as needed basis, and Jessie needed sex on a steady basis. Of course, Jazz, as her twin sister Jill was called on stage, could pick and chose whoever she wanted to go to bed with from anyone in the crowd at Pimpo’s Sex Palace, a local strip joint, and no one would say a word about her slutty behavior, but if Jessie dared look crosseyed at another man, her husband, Dave would have an epileptic fit and threaten suicide. She often thought of letting him give it a try, but in the end her love for the man willed out against her better judgement, and she ended up in a frump like she was now sitting dejectedly on her living room couch with her right hand up her dress and down in her panties, while massaging her tits through her house dress with her left hand wondering how long before she retrieved her special dildo from the nightstand next to her bed.

The front door bell rang just as she was getting close to a mini orgasm, startling her out of her fantasy fuck, and sighing, resolved to her fate, got up and went to answer the door. Of all the people in the world that she didn’t want to see at that moment, it was none other than, Jazz.

“Oh great, as if I’m not depressed enough already, I’m treated to a visit by the town slut as well.” Jessie grumbled openly, letting her sister in.

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“If Jason from custodial calls, put him through immediately,” I told Caroline the next morning as I entered my office.
Sure enough, his call came around 10am, and Caroline put it through. We only talked for a few seconds, and it was all business if anyone was listening, but it required that I meet him in his office down below sometime late in the afternoon about a possible company scholarship for his son Henry. Few employees knew about the scholarship, and fewer still tried to take advantage of it. It won’t pay all of the tuition, but it does pay for most of it, and Henry had the grade point average and better to attain it. He only needed a sponcer to present it to the board, and that’s where I came in. However that may have been true though, that’s not what the call was all about, but only Jason and I knew that. As it was it turned out that I had to go attend a meeting until three thirty, and had Caroline reschedual my other appointments for the following Monday as they weren’t of high priority at all.
Now Jason and I had agreed on one thing as far as our relationship was concerned, and that was that, other than Henry, we would not involve anyone else in the company to join our little interracial get togethers. That wasn’t to say that if the opportunity came that we wouldn’t take advantage of it if in didn’t get in the way of company business as far as either one of our scheduals. A quickie here, a blow job there, or that sort of thing. However I knew that this meeting was mostly to set up something for the coming weekend as we had made no plans the day before when he was over my house fucking me all day long.
“Ah Ms Gillian, glad that you could make it down here with your busy schedual,” Jason greeted from behind his desk, just finishing up some instructions for one of his night people when I walked in, “Okay Bill, that about wraps it up for me, got any questions?”
“No sir,” Bill replied picking up some blue prints off the desk, “I’ll get started on it tonight first thing,” and walked past me on his way out of the office, his concentration elsewhere as Jason closed the door behind him on the way out, and bolted the lock.

• Gillian’s Makeover (Chapter 1)
• Gillian’s Makeover (Chapter 2)

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Hello, my name is Gillian Dupont. Normally, I’m a practical, very conservatively attired business woman. At just over 30 years old I still went to great lengths to hide my statuesque 37-22-34 figure from the male power mongers I have to deal with in the every day corporate world in which I dwell. I wear little or no make up, no perfume, and even keep my honey blond hair, dyed a donkey brown, up in a severe bun at the top back of my head while wearing these horribly plain totally useless eye glasses. I’m married you see, and I’ve always thought that my husband John was more than enough man for me to handle in bed, for one thing, and for the second thing, why bring sex into a business relationship when it only burns both parties, and achieves no goals. I loved my husband of seven years dearly, and didn’t think he’d appreciate my giving out sexual favors just for advancement on a few corporate ladder rungs, and too, him being a doctor, I’d have hated to come home one day carrying the clap, or something worse that I’d contracted from one of my peers.
Being left alone, that is to say, not being chased after, has allowed me a great deal of freedom that I wouldn’t have had otherwise, which is probably why I advanced so fast to such a top executive position as I did. No ones wife thought I was being chased around her husband’s desk, and none of the males felt threatened by my superior work.

• Gillian’s Makeover (Chapter 2)
• Gillian’s Makeover (Chapter 3)

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