Fresh Poulp

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Here’s the ending - finally!
I held Mandy’s head and pumped my cock in and out of her mouth letting her take me closer and closer to orgasm. She kept looking up and grunting as the head of my cock hit the back of her mouth and ten started to go down her throat. I knew if she sucked the fat purple cock head down her throat passage, as tight as that was, I would explode and cum in seconds. I pulled her off my cock and pulled her up to me. I said I want to eat your pussy as you suck me. She smiled and moved her lower body around in a 69 position so she could put her pussy directly on my face. As she took in my cock I began to lick her slit and shove my tongue into her hole. She moaned and popped my cock out of her mouth and told me, “Ohhhhhhhhhh Fuck Bud! That feels so good baby! Oh yea! Eat my pussy eat me and make me scream!”
She was going nuts sucking my dick as she wiggled her pussy all over my face. As she arched her back she shoved her cunt hard into my face and I buried my tongue as deep as I could get it into her dripping wet cunt hole. She squeezed my cock and sucked like she was trying to get my balls to come out the hole in the end of my dick. I groaned loudly and I began to cum! She moaned with each shot of cum that pumped up into her mouth. Mandy pumped my shaft with her making a blur of it as she continued to suck. She took all she could suck out of my dick and then just kept on sucking me as I continued to eat her pussy. I said, “Let’s roll over.”
She began to move but before we could switch places I saw a shadow come into the room and then another and another. Before Mandy could look up, three sets of hands grabbed her wrapped a dark black scarf around her head and tied her hands together. The three men pulled her off of me and slammed her backwards on to the bed. She tried to struggle and yell but one of the men put a ball gag in her mouth and another tied her hands to the top of the oak headboard.
A voice said, “Get your ass off the bed mister or you’ll get it too. I of course moved immediately as each of Mandy’s legs were held by a man while the other tied them to the bottom of the oak bed. She struggled and struggled but they had her bound and gagged within 15 seconds, maybe less. She was spread eagle on the bed with her mouth gagged and her head covered with a dark black scarf! She was history!
Them as quick as he could the leader, who was my friend Larry, moved up between her spread opened thighs and lifted her ass up off the bed. Another man placed two pillows under it. Then Larry dropped his jeans and pulled out his cock. Pumping it a few times he became hard enough and shoved it into her with one thrust. She lifted higher and moaned as she tied to scream but the sound was so muffled that it came out more like a whimper.
He slammed his cock into her over and over again until he arched his back and unloaded a large amount of cum into her pussy. She was panting and moaning as he came but she was secured well and was almost helpless. When he had finished they rolled her over and spread her ass cheeks. The next guy went on the bed and moved over her body. The two men held her ass cheeks opened and the man slammed his big dick into Mandy’s ass. When he was fully inside her they rolled both of them over and the third guy entered her pussy! The fucked her hard and they fucked her fast until they both emptied their nuts into her. First the guy came in her ass tell everyone how tight and good it was. Then the other one shot his load into already cum filled pussy grunting and groaning as he shot a large load too. When they finished the leader said, “You’re next mister hurry up if you want to cum in her pussy too. I was rock hard from watching these guys take Mandy hard. I climbed up on to her body and said, “I’m sorry Mandy they’re making me do this!”
As she tried to scream again I inserted my cock into a cum filled stretched cunt and I fucked her hard until I came shoot another load into her pussy this time.
The entire time Mandy didn’t have an orgasm as far I could tell or see. With four loads of cum in her they untied her from the bed but kept her hands bounded together. Naked except for the scarf, they took her out of the house and placed her in the back of the van. It was done, step one was done and it went off without a hitch. As the three men drove out of my street and development they followed me to where my wife was staying for the night with her new lover Lee.
They parked the car on the lot and one man stayed with Mandy while the three of us went to Lee’s apartment. Checking the name on the mailbox we found his number and rang the bell. It was now getting much later, so Larry pressed the bell again and again.
A man’s voice came on after 5 rings and said, “Yea! What! Who is it?”
Larry said, “Police Mister Anderson is there a Mrs. Jones there with you tonight?”
There was silence for a minute and then a female voice came on and said, “This is Mrs. Jones!” She sounded very scared.
Larry said, “We need to come up Mrs. Jones it’s about your husband.”
She said, “My husband! OH GOD! WHAT”S WRONG!”
Larry said, “Sorry not over the speaker lady, need to come up and talk with the both of you. You see there has been an accident, a bad one” and that’s all Larry said.
There was a discussion between the two people in the apartment and finally the buzzer rang and the front door opened’ We covered our heads with hoods and the three of us walked up the three steps and rapped on the door. The door opened immediately half way. It was immediately pushed opened the rest of the way and Larry and the other man entered with guns. One was pointed at the Lee’s head the other was pointed at the Shirl. She started to yell but Larry placed his hand over her mouth and said, “If you yell or make a sound you’re both dead lady.”
She didn’t move and Larry covered her head with another hood. This one had no eye openings. He then moved to the man and quickly blindfolded and tied him securely with his hands behind his back. I stepped into the room and closed the door. Lee was pushed up against the wall and his feet spread. He was searched and secured tighter with an extra plastic binding. He had only a pair of boxer underwear on and nothing else. He must have been nude when he answered the speaker.
Shirl was standing there in a long dress blue shirt which ended just below her pussy and ass and it was undone all the way except for the last two buttons. All the other buttons were missing they seem to have been ripped off. She held the shirt closed at the top and I knew the shirt belonged to the man. I saw their clothes laying all over the floor like they were stripping each other as the walked into his place. I didn’t say anything and she had no idea it was I under the hood. She must have just put the shirt on when we came to the door. Most likely she had been completely nude too before that. They gagged Shirl just like they did Mandy. When that was done, Larry said, “Put her ass on the bed.”
All of that took maybe 3 or 4 minutes. These guys really knew how to operate. The other man pulled Lee over and made him sit with his hands behind his back facing the front of the bed. Then Larry pulled Shirl over and pushed her on the bed. Her feet went up and everyone could see her naked body under the shirt. She was cum dripping out of both her holes. She must have just finished being fucked. Larry saw this and quickly moved to the doorway of the other bedroom. He saw a tall man standing there with a phone in his and saying, “Yes, hurry!”
Larry motioned for him to put the phone down with his gun. He did and a voice was saying “What’s the address, sir, I need the address, sir!’
Larry waved the gun and the man walked out of the room into the big bedroom where everyone else was in. It was Jerome he was with the two of them and most likely had fucked Shirl in one hole while Lee did her other one. I hung my head when I realized this.
Larry made sure the phone was off so it couldn’t be traced. He said, “That was close! This asshole was calling the cops. 911 most likely. But he never had time to give the address. But we should hurry just in case.”
Larry looked at Bud and then his soon to be wife, ex-wife and said, “I guess you were sandwiched tonight baby you got cum running out both holes. How did it feel? Hoped you liked it.”
She was shaking her head no but Larry said, “Well then why do you have cum running out both holes! Jesus lady, you’re married I can se the rings! She looked at the rings and started crying. I was wondering what the fuck Shirley you turned into? Larry said, “Well baby, you can thank your friend Mandy when we get to the van for setting you up with two big time pimps. They have been blackmailing sweet little housewives like you for years now making hundreds every week off of their dumb ass. But first the break them in real good. Mandy is a part of their group. She actually pick them as friends and then gets them involved with girl on girl sex first Then she hooks them up with these two guys and soon they become whores for them. Looks like you’re well on your way lady! Oh yes, Mandy is with us. Wouldn’t want your best friend and sex teacher to miss this party baby!”
He pulled her by the hair and they walked everyone out of the van with guns in their ribs. I walked behind them with tears in my eyes again. The men put Lee and Jerome and Shirl into the back of the van and off they drove. They followed me to the parking lot across the street from the police station. I went in and made the report about guys breaking into my house and raping Mandy before they told her. I told the cops they told me not to move for an hour or they would come back and kill me. That’s why I took so long to report it. Larry told me exactly what to say and report. He told me to just tell them what happened and to use, “I have no idea why’, for everything else they ask. I was to tell the truth about fucking her and what was going on with her and my wife. About an hour later I came out got into my car and drove away. The van pulled out behind me and we all headed south.
When we got to the state line they switched vans and got into a much larger one that held 10 people, it had Environmental Protection Agency (EPA) on the side. Again they followed me until I stopped at a rest stop just inside the California State line and left the rental car. I had been wearing gloves just like the other men and I still wiped everything down with Windex and paper towels. I took everything with me and got into the van. I had rented it two days ago and put my car in the shop. The rest area was 30 miles south from my home and I reported the car stolen earlier tonight.
Then we were off again heading southwest this time. The drive lasted about 2 hours while Larry’s men fucked both women as much as they could during the ride. One man always watched Lee and Jerome while the men screwed the Mandy and Shirl. At the end of the ride, both women were filled to overflow with cum. I didn’t fuck either of them this time.
The ride finished in the Park and Ride lot of freight train round house. There must have been 1,000 freight cars, and maybe 100 engines parked there. As the men climbed out, Larry got real close to each woman’s ear. And then he took their arm and injected each with a drug to make then sleep. Before they passed out, he said, “I want you to listen real good and remember what I have to say. If you make the slightest sound before this train pulls out, I’ll come back here and kill you both in this car. They’ll find your bodies some time in Mexico from the smell of them decaying in the heat of the Mexican sun. Then I’ll go home and kill your children! Yes, that’s right your children first then your mother and father. Then I’ll cut the throat of your fucking dog if you have one. If you talk to the cops, I’ll also kill all your friends and even people who just know you. Understand? You’re a bunch of fucking whores who cheated on your loving husbands and as far as I’m concern you should die a slow death. But I have my orders and they say not to kill you unless you don’t do what I tell you. So if you want to die make me mad! Go ahead Mandy you’re the boss make me made and I fucking blow your cunt off. Do you fucking understand everything I have told you?”
They were both were crying hard but shook their heads yes. He put the gun between the legs of each woman and said, and this is where I’ll shoot you first. So when the Mexicans do find you you’ll be no good to them at all even as drugged out whores. Hell they may just leave you in this fucking car forever. It will be your grave.”
He then told the men to put the women in the back of the freight car he had arranged for them. They tie then to the back of the car and no one could se them unless they were actually inside the car. He led the way and showed them exactly where to tie the two women up putting one at one end and one on the other end of the car. They were far away from each other and couldn’t even try to help the other one. The gags stayed in their mouths but he loosened them a little so eventually hey would be able to get them off. He said, “If you cry to much your nose will close up and you’ll die of suffocation with these gags in your mouth just stay quiet and you’ll be OK.”
They all did what Larry instructed. They all knew this car was heading out the next day but only Larry knew to where. He smiled at the two men who had been with Shirl and told them, “The women are all yours guys but be quick because after you fuck them you’ll be tied up with them.”
He stood there and we all watched Lee and especially Jerome begin to beg. Finally Larry said, “OK! OK! Jesus shut the fuck up! Fucking sissies! OK, you can keep your mouths shut and leave with us.”
The two men decide to join forces with the rest of us, me, Larry and the two other men Larry had hired. We left the women alone it the freight car. Shirl had only a long sleeve dress shirt on and nothing else, not even panties or shoes. Mandy had nothing on but the blindfold.
We walked back to the van, Larry using a piece of carpet to wipe out any and all foot prints. We got back into the van and waited and drove to a side road. It was early morning now maybe 4:45AM. We didn’t have to wait long, at 5:07AM the freight car with the two women in it moved for the first time. It bumped and moved bumped and moved as more and more cars were added to the train.
Finally it stopped bumping and slowly moved forward out of the yard. Larry started the van and pulled away. He drove and turned on the road next to the train tracks. At first the train was behind us moving slowly. Then it was next to us as it built up speed. Finally we watched it pull ahead of us and went over the bridge that separates the USA and Mexican border. As the van pulled into the parking lot where we counted the cars and there were 46 attached to the train. We pulled out and drove to the lot I had my car parked.
Larry told the two pimps the same thing he told the women. If they even as much as mentioned to anyone they knew these two women or any of us he would come back and kill both of them, and ship their asses to Mexico too! Since we all had hoods on the two couldn’t identify us. But they agreed they wouldn’t say anything and I was sure they were serious about it. Larry could be real nasty when he anted to be. Larry said he didn’t believe then and acted like he wanted to kill then both and drop their bodies off the coast of California, maybe 100 miles out to sea in a big cooler. But they begged him and begged him and we told him no one had been killed yet. So he finally agreed to let them go after hitting them both twice in the face with the gun. They were both beaten pretty good. He then told them to get out of the business of turning housewives into whores. They agreed to never do it again. No one believed that one but we all knew they were scared to death. What an actor Larry had become. Then I wondered if he really was acting? Even I wasn’t sure.
We dropped both men off at Lee’s place and exchange the van wiping it down and leaving it exactly where it was. We pulled off the EPA emblem from the side of the van and returned it to the proper parking place. I paid Larry and he paid the two men. We both thanked the two of them and told them we owed them both!
Larry and I rode back to my place and waited. We had breakfast and the next day and around 10AM the police came to my house asking if my wife had come home yet. I acted sad and really upset and told them, “No’, and that thank god my best friend from college and the Navy was here to help me and see me past all this. I told the cops Shirl had a couple of affairs just lately but we had been trying to work things out. I said, “In fact we had sex last night before she left me officer! God where could she had gone?”
The cops told me they would contact me and let me know what they found out. They also told me that my neighbor, Paul Thompson, had called them reporting his wife missing this morning too. He told them Shirl and her were best friends. I said, “Oh my God! Maybe they were together! I know they were having affairs with each other and with some guys from the mall. Oh God officer do you think they ran off together.”
Larry touched my arm and I knew to cool it. I thanked them and they left. We turned on the TV and watched the Sunday playoff game and I got us two beers. Larry told me he would hang around a couple of days to help me. You know he’s my best friend but I don’t sleep with him.
Now, there just might be a reunion with Shirl and Mandy if I get enough requests for one. Thanks to all of you who have told me how much you enjoyed this long, long story and were hoping for a good ending where the man stood up and punished his wife for her infidelity! Hope you liked this ending!

When the man wearing blood-soaked clothes answered the door holding a bowl of candy in one hand and a huge butcher knife in the other, the Witch shrieked, Frankenstein dropped his plastic jack-o-lantern half filled with treats, and Yoda literally jumped backwards off the cement stoop. The Ghost froze, Wolfman shook so hard he started to cry, and down at the end of the driveway the cluster of parents gasped and then laughed at what a good scare it was. The man’s shirt and pants were saturated in red and vermillion spatters dotted his round white face. Thick crimson streaks dripped off the shiny steel blade. Very effective.
A chorus of “Trick or treat!” went up from the kids. The parents all complimented on what a realistic knife it was and how good the fake blood was and all, and some of them lit cigarettes to hide how truly frightened they had been. Nobody thought anything was really wrong until the children started to scream and the blood started to fly, but by then, of course, it was too damned late.
******
Three years at college had taught Tina to understand the difference between making love and fucking. She appreciated them both in their proper places, which was rare for a gender that seemed trapped in mistaking lust for affection.
She loved Randy, a name she thought incredibly appropriate for a guy with what seemed like a permanent hard-on, and she adored making love with him, what he called a celebration of their souls. She also adored fucking him, which he called a celebration of their bodies, and had just spent an hour and a half doing just that. They lay together on his bed in the apartment he shared with two other guys who were mercifully somewhere else. They were exhausted, and lay supine listening to their bodies stop tingling, the way the planet’s vibrations subside slowly after an earthquake.
“I gotta pee,” Randy said, and he got up and walked naked across his bedroom to the hall and then down two doors to the grungy bathroom they all shared. Mike had kidded that they should add a fourth to their group, preferably somebody gay so the place would have a chance of being cleaned once in a while. It was the sort of irreverent, politically incorrect idea they had all come to expect from their resident poli-sci major. The third roommate, Bob, was pre-med and couldn’t care less what the place looked like. He always said if they caught some rare disease from the accumulated filth he’d have just what he needed for his dissertation.
Tina watched Randy walk naked away from her and then return a few minutes later. There was no certain aspect of him that Tina found exceptional. His attractiveness was more in the absence of anything negative. He was of average height and build, with brown hair, green eyes, and a three-day old growth of beard on an ordinary oval face. He shaved only once a week, his face and balls, and both were currently scratchy. The latter were shrunken and drained and they ached like hell. Nobody made him cum as hard as Tina did.
He lay back beside her. Tina was a bit shorter than he, with almost militarily short red hair which she considered a sign of confidence in her own femininity. Girls express their femaleness with their hair, but only the truly secure wear it so bitingly short. She had green eyes as well, with flecks of gold in them. Her skin was milky pale and smooth, her belly flat and her breasts perfect round hemisphere’s of pleasure. Her only flaws were some odd scars on her back which she attributed to an old accident she never wanted to talk about. He didn’t mind them. He said they gave her character.
“Hungry?” he asked her, and she said she was as if the idea of being so seemed surprising.
Randy rolled over and his top half vanished beside the bed. “I think I have something down here,” he said, and Tina could only imagine what sort of snack he had stored under his bed. Probably a mummified pizza.
He came up suddenly wearing a full-head rubber mask based on the monster from a recent horror film. He raised up on his knees and held his hands up in menacing claws and made what he supposed was a blood-curdling noise.
Tina glared at him coldly. “Take that fucking thing off,” she demanded.
Randy tugged the mask off. His hair stood up in ragged spikes. “I’m wearing it tonight,” he said. “You like it?”
She obviously did not.
“We’re all going to the party at Delta Tau,” he said. “Then some of us are going past the Porter place. You know what that is?”
She knew, but didn’t say anything.
“That’s where that crazy guy hacked up those treat-or-treaters twelve years ago,” he said, as if having to remind her of the town’s most infamous landmark, the one that wasn’t located on the Chamber of Commerce maps handed out to tourists. “Right after carving up his family.”
The history was common knowledge, and it was dredged up annually at the same time each year. The story seemed to grow with each resurrection. Tina knew the truth of the matter, however, and the truth, in this case, was more horrible than anything the legend had managed to fabricate.
“Have a nice time,” was all she told him, and rolled off the bed to start getting dressed.
Randy already knew the answer to the question before he asked it. “You’re coming with me, right?”
Her shirt half on, she froze and stared daggers at him and then resumed putting her clothes back on.
“You know I don’t like Halloween,” she said. She’d told him — how many times? — over the past few weeks, ever since he’d brought up the subject of the Delta Tau party.
“It’s the best party on campus,” he said. It always was. “Everybody’s gonna be there.”
She was already aware of the party’s reputation. “I won’t,” she said, and found her jeans and tugged them on, foregoing her panties which she couldn’t find at the moment anyway. Maybe that antique pizza under the bed had eaten them.
Randy sat up. “What is it with you and Halloween?” he asked. “Is it some religious thing?”
She almost laughed. “No, it’s not a religious thing,” she said, mocking his words. “I just don’t like anything about it.”
“You’re not a Jehovah’s Witness, are you?”
She stared at him, naked in the bed they had just shared for the umpteeth time in less than a year and he silently rescinded the question.
“Then, I don’t see what the big deal is,” he said. “Even if you don’t like Halloween, you could come to the party for me.”
That was a hard argument to counter.
“I can’t,” she said honestly. “You go. Have fun. Do…whatever it is you do at these things. And, I’ll see you tomorrow.”
She slipped into her sneaker loafers, ran her fingers through her hair once, more as a formality than anything else, came back to the bed to deliver a chaste kiss on his cheek, and left. Randy sat naked in bed and watched the empty place in his room where a minute ago his girlfriend had been and shook his head sadly. Then, he got up and got dressed, and carried his mask downstairs.
******
Four of them stood at midnight on the cold, wind-swept street and stared at the darkened, boarded up house partially hidden by trees and brush untended for over a decade.
“That’s it,” one of them said, as if the rest needed to be told. It was the sight of their annual pilgrimage, their Halloween haj to the town’s solitary Mecca of terror.
“Which one of us gets to do it this year?”
It had been Mike’s turn the year before, and Paul the year before that, and Tim three years ago. They all patted Randy on the back and urged him to start his walk down the cracked and overgrown cement path that led to the front door of the Porter house.
Randy held back. The chore was stupid, the challenge non-existent actually for anybody over the age of ten. Walk up to the house and knock on the front door. The way those kids had twelve years before, when Donald Porter had opened the door with his candy and knife, the knife still dripping with the blood of his wife and daughter. But, nobody had lived there since. The most that anyone ever heard at that door was mice scurrying about inside in the dark. Still, Randy hesitated.
“I think that ditzy girlfriend of yours is starting to rub off on you,” Mike said. “Pussy-whipped, I can understand, but, geez!”
Randy had no choice but to do the deed. Stupid, really. A short walk, a few knocks, wait a couple of seconds, and then all go back to the Delta Tau party and finish getting outrageously drunk.
But he couldn’t stop thinking about Tina.
The boys urged him on and Randy walked slowly up the cement path to the door. The house smelled bad, like a basement turned inside out, even through the small breathing holes in the mask. Clouds momentarily hid the moon as Randy raised his fist to the splintered wooden door.
He knocked.
******
The door opened.
“What are you doing here?”
Randy stood outside her dorm door as Tina blinked the sleep out of her eyes. He held his mask at his side.
“You alone?” he asked.
“Yeah. Betty’s at the party like everyone else.” She turned back and squinted at the illuminated face of her alarm clock. It was just after one AM. “Why aren’t you there?”
Randy shrugged. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you,” he said. “It wasn’t fair of me to leave you alone tonight.”
She half-smiled and put her arms around him. She wore baggy sweats and a tee shirt and felt warm as toast from her bed. “That’s sweet,” she said. “But, really, go back to the party. Have a good time. If you’re not too stinking drunk and puking your guts out tomorrow maybe we’ll go do something.”
He laughed. “I’d rather be with you,” he said.
Tina kissed him softly. “Not tonight you don’t,” she said in a whisper. “I’m no fun on Halloween.”
He held her close and kissed her forehead. “Bullshit,” he said. “I’d rather be with you than anywhere else in the world, this night or any night.”
She killed the trickle of laughter in her throat. “I appreciate that, but…”
But Randy was having none of it. Still holding her, he eased them both inside her door. Tina struggled at first, and then surrendered. Once inside, Randy pushed the door closed with a foot. Tina freed herself from him and locked it.
“Just, please,” she said, “hide that thing somewhere.”
Randy looked quickly about the small room that Tina and Betty shared and then stuffed the mask under the computer desk beside the tray that held the printer.
“Good enough?” he asked her, coming back for an embrace.
She peeked around his shoulder at the desk and smiled. “For now,” she said.
They kissed, at first softly and gently, and then both felt their passions rise and the kiss became a grinding of their mouths together. His hands were all over her, sliding under the elastic waistband of her sweats to hold the firm round globes of her ass, and up beneath the thin cotton of her tee shirt to hold her breasts and drag his fingertips down her flat belly.
Tina struggled to get his sweater off him, and then his shirt, and their faces lost contact only long enough to get both items past his head. Giggling as he pulled her shirt off as well, they came together again and kissed even more arduously, reveling in the touch of skin on skin.
Tina reached down and tugged the front of his jeans opened, and then they staggered back to her disheveled bed, still warm from her body, and finished undressing each other. Naked and feeling the autumn chill, they scrambled under the covers of the narrow twin bed and held each other again.
Arms and legs entangled, they kissed, moving carefully so they didn’t get dumped on the floor. Tina wound up on top of him, and his hands explored every inch of her back from her neck to her hips. He loved the way her spine curved down to her waist and then her ass rose softly, like a landscape of rolling hills and valleys. As his hands came back up again they hesitated at her scars, three soft puckerings that he knew so well and actually found quite attractive, perhaps because of the mystery surrounding them.
Tina lifted up and straddled his waist, and his hands instantly came forward to massage her chest. He pinched her nipples and rolled them between his fingers until they were hard brick-red nibs erupting from her creamy white breasts. Her head lolled back and she made deep throaty noises as she felt her whole body tingle from his touch. Like a master musician holding his instrument, he knew exactly how to bring forth from her the most marvelous sensations. And, like the clever instrument secure in the grip of a master, she responded in kind.
One of his hands slid down to where their bodies connected, to the soft red patch just above her clit. Below, she was shaved clean. But she left that soft triangle untouched at his request. He said it reminded him of the fire waiting for him inside her.
His erection was beating against her ass like an insistent visitor. She lifted up and he reached down to guide the head of his cock to her waiting pussy. She was wet and hot and her labia parted for him so nicely. She settled her hips down again, piercing herself on his fiery petard of flesh, and she began to ride him slowly.
It was her favorite position because it put her in complete charge of their pace. He didn’t mind serving under her because he knew she would tend as nicely to his needs as to her own. He trusted her and gave her the control she sought.
Each time she raised off him, stopping just before his cock slipped out of her completely, she tilted her pelvis for the descent, and the effect on him was devastating. The pressure of her pubic bone dragging down the length of him sent tremors through his entire body. She grinned watching his face as it hovered between a look of intense pleasure and incredible pain. It was the yin and yang of fucking. She bit her lower lip and moved even faster.
If she kept that up he’d cum in no time, so her grabbed her waist and lifted her off him, and placing one foot on the floor for support managed to flip them over in much the same position they were already in only with Tina on her back. Her legs rose into the air in a great V and while his cock had fallen out of her in the process he now plunged back inside her with a vengeance.
Her legs folded and her ankles crossed behind him. Her arms did likewise about his neck, and he slid his hands and arms beneath her, clasping her tightly as his hips pumped his cock in and out of her with a quickening pace. The whole bed shook. The headboard slammed into the wall again and again and again and she laughed imaging the reaction of the people in the next room if they had been there and not at the blasted Delta Tau party. Since they were absent, however, she felt free to let the headboard break a hole in the wall if that was what happened.
Randy’s cock became hard as rock inside her, a signal that his orgasm wasn’t far away. She clasped him more tightly, holding on for the ride, and he fucked her with an incredible intensity. Neither of them could breathe for a while as their bodies slammed together, and when he grunted as the first spray of cum shot from his cock she closed her eyes and let her own climax take over control of her body.
When they were done, Randy made no attempt to get off her. His cock shriveled and fell out, laying wet and hot between her thighs. He kissed and bit her neck and shoulders as she languorously drew her fingernails up and down his back.
“So, what is it with you and Halloween anyway?” he asked.
Tina laughed, but the laugh had a ring of falsehood beneath it.
“I love you, too,” she joked. “Nice question, all things considered.”
He lifted up slightly on stiff forearms. “No, really,” he said. “What is it about Halloween you hate so much?”
Her face slackened. Her eyes focused on some point far beyond him in space and time.
“You don’t want to know,” she said.
“Of course I do,” he told her. “It obviously means something to you.”
She tried a smile. It refused to stick to her face and slid off again.
“I suppose you could say that,” she said.
By the look in her eyes she was somewhere else for the moment, somewhere uncomfortable at best.
“What is it?” he asked. “It’s the only thing between us any more. It’s the last thing between us. I want to know.”
She lay beneath him, warm and silent for a long time. Her eyes continued to see other places, and when she finally spoke her voice came from far away.
“You know that place you and the guys went to tonight?” she asked.
“The Porter house,” he said. “How’d you know we went there?”
“You always do,” she said. “Sooner or later, everyone in this town goes there, to see where it happened, to pretend they can know what it felt like to be there. Especially tonight, the night it all happened.”
He waited for more. When nothing came he asked, “Okay, so what’s that got to do with you?”
Now her eyes focused on him, and they trapped his gaze as if in the jaws of a steel bear trap.
“I was there that night,” she said.
His heart stopped for a second.
“Omigod,” he said in a whisper. “The scars! You were the Witch! They said the girl dressed as a witch survived.”
Her eyes averted momentarily then returned to their battle with his. Her hands left his back and fell slack at her sides. Her head rolled slowly from side to side.
“Not the witch,” she said. “But I was there.”
He tried to imagine which of the other costumed children she had been. The ghost perhaps? Yoda? But, the rest had all died, cut up into bleeding pulp before their parents could stop him.
“I was inside,” she said.
He had no idea what she meant.
“You know me as Tina Brecht,” she told him. “My real name is Porter. Tina Porter.”
Her right hand dipped below the side of the mattress, to the place where the mattress rested atop the box spring.
“But, they said he killed his family that night,” Randy said. “His wife and…daughter…just before the kids knocked at his door.”
She shook her head slowly. “That was to protect me,” she said.
Her fingers slid beneath the edge of the mattress.
******
Don Porter had always made his wife, Tracy, go somewhere else on Halloween. A neighbor’s all-night party, a relative’s in another town, anywhere so long as she wasn’t home again until sunrise. He never told her why, and she loved him and trusted him enough not to ask.
When Tina was born Tracy hoped things would change, but he was even more adamant than ever that she keep their child as far away from him as possible. For ten years she did as he wished, but that night Tina had talked her Mom into playing a trick on her father, and shortly after they left that night they circled back and came in through the kitchen door to surprise him.
Everyone got a surprise that night.
He shoved the butcher knife into Tracy’s chest seven times before she went down. Tina fell over her mother, crying, and Daddy hit her with the knife three times in the back.
And then someone knocked at the door.
Don Porter got up and on his way to the foyer grabbed a bowl of candy Tracy had left for him to give out to the trick-or-treaters. The parents subdued him after he hacked their children up into bits right there on his front stoop, and he never got a chance to go back and finish off his daughter.
******
“I lived,” she said. “I wasn’t supposed to, and some days I wish I hadn’t, but they said I died and they sent me to live somewhere else, to grow up with another name, to grow up being another person. But, it didn’t work.”
Her hand grasped the thing hidden beneath the mattress, and she very slowly drew it out.
“I’m still a Porter,” she said.
Her right arm stretched up over their bodies. Her hand was closed in a white-knuckled fist about the handle of the knife.
“And Halloween still means the same to me as it did to my father.”
Her arm came down quickly. The knife made a sound like a shovel being driven into wet sand as it pierced Randy’s back. His body stiffened, his eyes ballooned open.

Another month passed since Steve got his promotion and we had any time away from the kids. That previous night alone was another memorable one in which I bought him a nice black pair of thigh highs and a black lacy garter belt that matched his black satin bikini panties. He was so aroused he came in his panties as I rubbed his crotch on the drive home from dinner. The rest of the night was memorable as well because Steve had described different panties and pieces of lingerie that he had fantasized about wearing for me in the bedroom. It was now Thursday afternoon and we were getting on a flight to Las Vegas for another weekend conference. He would be tied up in meetings tonight and Friday night, but he would be free on Saturday and our flight didn’t leave until 3 pm on Sunday so that would give me plenty of time to plan something fun and do some shopping for the two of us.
Our flight arrived around 5 and we checked into the Bellagio. Our room was huge and very ornately decorated with a lot of marble and gold accents. There was also a mirror that extended almost the entire length the bed and I was looking forward to putting it to use. That night I fell asleep before Steve returned from the welcome dinner and it was a great nights sleep. I woke up around 4 am and rolled over in bed and Steve was there with a t-shirt and his hot pink thong on asleep soundly.
The next morning Steve woke up before me so he could get to his meeting on time. I saw him rummaging around in his underwear drawer. He looked through the panties that I had packed for him and he settled on a string bikini with double strings on the sides, lacy edges around the waist and legs and stripes with all of the colors of the rainbow on it. He pulled them out the drawer and I could see him feeling the soft fabric and could tell he was thinking about how they would feel when he slid them up his legs and over his cock.
When he returned to the bedroom after showering and getting dressed I was sitting up in the bed drinking my morning cup of coffee.
“Take off your pants and let me see what you are wearing under them today,” I told him.
Steve did as he asked and dropped his pants around his ankles.
“Ohh, nice choice for a day of meetings. Looks like they are going to keep you hard all day,” I said as he turned around to show me the back of his panties. I ran my fingers over his cheeks and carefully pulled the material into the crack of his ass. His hands moved behind him and he pulled the panties out of his ass crack and slapped my hands. I could see his cock growing as I toyed with his cock and balls from the side.
“You sure do look cute in your panties. I can’t wait to get hold of you tomorrow night. I am going shopping today for something special for you to wear and then I am going to go and do some toy shopping for the both of us,” I told him.
I patted him on the back of his ass and gave his cock a final little squeeze. “You better get dressed, I don’t want you to be late for your meetings.”
I could tell that Steve wanted to make love to me, but there was no time so he got dressed and headed down to the banquet hall. I on the other hand, went downstairs and had a wonderful breakfast and headed out to do some shopping. I spent the better part of the morning looking for clothes for myself. There were plenty of specialty shops that kept me occupied for the better part of the morning and early afternoon. I shopped the sale racks and I was pleased with the clothes that I had found. It was then that I came across a high-end lingerie store with lines of lingerie that I had never heard of before.
I perused the racks and was amazed that there were panties the sold for over $400 and bras for slightly more. I spent my time looking at all of the different lines of lingerie and eventually made my way to the back of the store. It was there that I spotted a beautiful black sheer baby doll and matching panties. In fact there were three pairs of panties, a thong, a tanga and a bikini, both of which I could see through when I inspected them closely. It was marked down over 85% and was only $50 now, down from $450. How could I say no to such a good deal. It was a size large and I found a size small, but no mediums, so I purchased the large and in doing so, Steve had his new pajamas for Saturday night after a night of hot sex. I bought him a couple pairs of panties and a garter belt that were similarly marked down and a very sexy full length slip for myself.
I grabbed a taxi to get back to the casino since it was getting late and I didn’t want to venture into the seedier side of Vegas alone too late at night. After dropping off my new purchases I headed back to the lobby and grabbed another taxi to get to the outskirts of town where all of the strip clubs were located. I walked around for a bit and found a large “Sex Emporium” that looked like it catered to the higher end client.
It was huge when I walked inside. The bottom floor was nothing but DVDs and VHS movies. There was every category imaginable and I planned on coming back down and looking at the titles when I found what I came for. The second floor was all lingerie and costumes; again I think that every fantasy outfit was there. The third floor was divided into magazines and finally, sex toys. I looked through hundreds of dildos in every shape, color and size At the end of the isle were strap on dildos again, a huge selection. I moved to the next row and found my first purchase, it was a 4 pack of matching anal probes in graduated sizes. The idea was to start with the smaller one and gradually work the larger sizes in to heighten your sexual experience. These were going to be for me, in order to help get myself ready for my first anal sex. I had always wanted to feel Steve’s cock in my ass, but always worried it would hurt too bad, but I seemed to want it more and more each time I saw just how much he enjoyed it when I put anything in his ass to enhance his orgasm. I also know how good it felt when I had my last orgasm with his finger in my ass and it was incredible. I also grabbed an anal probe, which was essentially a jelly dildo with a small jelly handle that would let you fuck your partner from behind. This was going to be for me to use on Steve because it would give me a little better handle to try to find his prostate.
I was starting to get excited and could tell that my heart was racing a little and my pussy was starting to tingle. With my picks in hand I was heading back downstairs when I walked past the strap on dildos again and one in particular caught my eye. I knew that Steve was not ready for one yet, but I knew he would eventually let me take him from behind, just like I was hoping he would do to me tonight. Anyhow, this particular strap on looked pretty sturdy and had a 6″ jelly dildo that was curved at the tip and said it was made to help massage the prostate. I added it to my basket and almost made it to the stairs when I made one last pit stop and grabbed a nice size dildo that looked like it would feel great buried deep inside of me. I skipped the second floor since I had already grabbed $200 worth of toys.
I did however look at all of the videos and picked out a light femdom DVD in which a slutty little blond was taking control of her boyfriend because she had caught him masturbating several times despite her objections. It looked cheesy, but what the hell, it could be funny and maybe give some ideas for future endeavors.
I also spotted an instructional DVD on training your husband in strap on sex!! That purchase was a no brainer and I walked out of the store $270 poorer than when I walked in, but it would be worth every penny.
That night I went to bed alone again and I was very tempted to try out my new dildo, but resisted the urge because I knew that I would enjoy Steve more when I finally got him into bed.
Saturday came fast enough and I woke up and let Steve sleep in a little. I woke him up in time to shower and get dressed before the breakfast buffet closed. This time I picked out his clothes and it was warm enough that I decided on a pair of shorts and a polo shirt. I looked through my bags from yesterday and grabbed a nice pair of panties that had had a silky smooth front and a pure lace back with a flower pattern throughout it.
Steve stepped out of the shower and toweled off and I walked into the bathroom with the panties dangling on my finger. I could see him eying the panties in the mirror and his cock began to stand at attention.
“Are you ready for a day of fun honey? Why don’t you bend over the counter and let me put your new panties on you,” I asked.
He did as he was instructed and placed his elbows on the marble countertop and watched me in the mirror. I held the panties and he lifted each leg and stepped into them.
“I can’t wait to get these off of you tonight, are you ready for what I have planned?” I asked.
“Sweetie, I am ready for what ever you want if you can make me feel this way tonight,” he responded.
I pulled the bright orange panties over his cock and a nice size tent was created by his hard-on. I grabbed the lotion off of the counter and put some in my hand. I made sure there was a generous amount on my finger and I pulled the back of his panties to the side quickly and slipped it in his ass before he could really react. He jumped and almost hit his head on the mirror, but I worked my finger in deeper until I felt his prostate gland and rubbed it for about 10 seconds. He was as on his toes with his eyes closed and head resting on the mirror.
“Maybe if you are a good little Pantyboy I will treat you to a great orgasm tonight. Just like the ones that you have been giving me recently, ever since I discovered your love of panties and lingerie,” I said with a smile.
With that I pulled my finger out of his tight hole and washed my hands. I pulled his panties so they were covering his ass and left the bathroom with him still on his toes enjoying the sensation he had just experienced.
That afternoon we walked the entire strip and took in all that downtown Vegas had to offer. We were handed many cards for call girls and strippers as we made our way through town, and by the time we returned to the Bellagio, I had a handful of about 30 of them.
We had made dinner reservations at one of the two, five star restaurants in the Bellagio. We once again showered and I got out before Steve, which gave me time to get dressed before him. I quickly put on the sexy black outfit that Steve bought me last month and hugged every curve in my body. I put on a pair of crotchless panties and then attached the garters and stockings to complete the ensemble. DAMN did I look like a sexy dominating bitch, I just hoped that I didn’t get so wet the crotchless panties would become a problem before we returned to our room. I put my dress on over my lingerie and again picked out Steve’s clothes. He really enjoys it when I take the time to pick out his clothes and especially his panties for him. It lets him know that I am thinking about him too and that I am a part of his fantasy. Tonight it would be a coat and tie with his new floral garter belt, panties and stockings that I had bought. I laid them on the bed and went into the front room to give him time to get dressed without me watching.
I could hear him in the bedroom and then the door opened. “Honey, if I put this on I may have to come out there and fuck your brains out right now.”
“I guess that means that you like them. You should because they are probably worth more than everything else you will be wearing,” I said half jokingly.
His popped out into the front room wearing his button down shirt and tie and I could see the stockings being held in place by the bottoms of the garters. The shirt was covering his package, but I knew that it was hard. “Holy shit, how much did you spend on this?”
“Don’t worry I didn’t say that I spent that much, but I could have. Only the best will do for my little Pantyboy. I want to spoil you just like you like to spoil me.”
He smiled and looked relieved as he stepped back in the bedroom to finish getting ready.
On the way to dinner I toyed with his garters in the elevator and it kept him aroused. A nice older couple got on the elevator about half way down and I moved next to Steve, but still toyed with his straps in the back and tugged at his thong. It made me giggle to see him so nervous, but when my hand brushed his cock it showed no signs of letting down.
We sat next to each other at dinner and I continued to tug at his garters again and again to keep him aroused. I would let my hand brush his cock and it was always hard. After we finished our salads and the couple glasses of wine I had began to take effect, I gave a final tug on one of his garters and then let one of my hands make its way down beneath my dress. I arranged my crotchless panties properly and ran my finger up the outside of my slit a couple of times to make my lips wet and shiny. I then opened my legs slightly and lifted my dress just enough for him so see my swollen and wet pussy encased by my crotchless panties. I put my finger in my mouth and then moved it down between my legs and then buried it deep in my pussy giving him a nice private viewing. I pulled my now wet finger out of my pussy and closed my legs. All my teasing made dinner go by very quickly for the both of us. And despite the fact that we were eating a very nice dinner, we were back in our room within 2 hours.
I pointed to the bedroom, “Get in there and strip down to your new “outfit” so that I can see how nice it looks on you. I want to see if the bulge in the front of your panties is as big as it was last time you wore a garter belt.”
“Oh, I don’t think that is going to be a problem honey, I am ready to bury myself in your pussy right now, head first,” he told me with a serious look on his face.
“Good, I’m glad to see that they still have that effect on you my Pantyboy. So go get undressed and I am going to freshen up a bit because you are getting ready to eat my pussy!” He disappeared into the bedroom and I got undressed and stepped in the shower. I took my time cleaning and shaving my pussy and when I was done I was already getting a little wet with anticipation. I put on my panties first, a red satin thong with black lace around the waist, and then I applied my pasties with tassels that I had bought earlier in the day. The made me feel very erotic as they covered my hard nipples and I could feel the tassels brushing the bottom of my breasts. I put on a large terry cloth bathrobe and walked into the bedroom. Steve was lying on the bed wearing only his panties, garter and stockings like I had told him to.
“Good boy, I have to say, you looked good the last time you wore garters, but this one takes it hands down. I see that your cock feels the same way and that makes me happy. Why don’t you go over to the chair and have a seat for me.”
He stood up and walked over to the chair. I watched his ass as he moved and he really did fill out his panties nicely. The thong held his balls perfectly and this tip of his cock was just covered by the silky fabric. His stockings gave his legs a nice curvy look and the garter was just the perfect touch holding them in place.
“Pull the chair over to the middle of the room and have a seat,” I instructed.
He sat down and I took off the tie from my bathrobe and secured his arms to the chair by his side. “You are in Vegas and right now you are only allowed to look at the girls, not touch them, so this will help you remember that,” I told him as I finished tying the final knot.
I dimmed the lights and dropped my bathrobe on the floor in front of him. There I was standing in my panties and tassels. “You like what you see?”
“Oh YES, those look so hot on your breasts, why don’t you come hop on me since I am stuck here, helpless, and at your mercy.”
“Not yet Pantyboy, I am going to give you a little show as payment for what you will be doing for me shortly.” I walked over to the radio and found a nice jazz station and then I began my tease. I started with a little dancing and then got a little closer and more personal. I rubbed my tits in his face and then lowered my mouth to his crotch. I pulled his panties down using my mouth and they were resting around his ankles, leaving him in his floral garters and stockings.
“God, your sexy” he murmured.
“Just for you” I answered. I began to feel his hard and erect cock. The chair was facing the long mirror next to the bed, so he could see my panties and ass kneeling down between his legs, as I begin taking his length into my mouth. He is already hard as a rock, but I know that he loves me teasing his cock with my tongue. I wrapped one hand around the base of his cock, while my other hand gently tickled his balls. I try to pay attention to the head of his cock, licking and sucking it, but he loves it when I take as much of him into my mouth as I can handle. Without looking, I know that Steve is looking down and watching his cock enter my mouth and then looking in the mirror at my firm ass, perfectly framed by my satin and lace panties.
I want to give my little Pantyboy a good show since I know that he is watching me in the mirror. I decide to take my free hand and slide it down between my legs and I begin rubbing my pussy through my panties. I glance back in the mirror and watch my fingers work deeper and deeper into my pussy through my panties. A large damp spot is very obvious as I move my hand from the outside of my panties and slip it down the front of my panties to my waiting pussy. I slide two fingers inside of myself and let out a moan as I work their full length inside of myself. Steve is still transfixed on the image in the mirror.
“I want to fuck you now,” he panted as he got closer to having his orgasm.
“Not quite yet Pantyboy, you may be ready, but now I need you to get me ready and I think you know what that means.” I untied his arms had him pull the ottoman up flush with the chair. The chair was at the perfect angle with the mirror so that we could both watch ourselves fucking when the time was right. I had him sit down in the chair and I moved on the chair above him, I was standing, straddling his chest. I looked back in the mirror and I could clearly that the crotch of my panties was now completely soaked through. I lowered my panty covered pussy down to his mouth and immediately felt his tongue begin moving over my slit. I was so wet that my panties were sliding over the outside of my pussy and he was having a hard time getting the fabric pushed inside of me with his tongue.
I took both hands and placed them on the back of his head and pulled his mouth forcefully into my crotch. His tongue worked my panties inside of me deeper and deeper which in turn, pulled the lacy back of my panties into the crack of my ass. I began to feel my orgasm form deep inside of me and I couldn’t help but to grind my pussy over his outstretched tongue. I began moving my hips back and forth which ran his tongue from my clitoris, over the entire length of my wet slit and over the lacey fabric which was now a thin strip covering my asshole. I was getting so close to having an orgasm that I had to stop and regroup.
“God that tongue of yours feels good tonight,” I said as I stood up, and them pulled his panties back up his legs and over the tip of his penis. I then turned 180 degrees and I was now on my hands a knees facing the mirror and my still panty covered pussy was only inches from his face. I ran my hands up and down his smooth legs that were still encased in his sexy thigh high stockings. I began stroking him through his panties and he began to move his hips with me. I lowered by pussy to his crotch and I could feel the satin of our panties come in contact with one another. Even though I had soaked through mine, the feeling was still incredible. I must have kept it going for a good 10 minutes it felt so good. I would glance up and see that Steve was staring at my pussy and he seemed to enjoy the show that was in front of him.

The young girl poked the old man and said, “Scoot over.”
“Sure.” He moved over in the booth and she slid in beside him. The old man looked puzzled when he said, “Who are you?’
“I’m Jo, your waitress and I need your order. You’ve seen me in here lots of times before, you old coot.”
He eyed this hard bodied, beautiful young girl when he said, “Yeah, I think so, but why are you sitting so close to me?
“You remind me of my grandpa and I like the way you smell. What’s your name and what do you want to order?”
“I’m Ed. Just bring me some coffee and a piece of apple pie. How old are you and why are you feeling my crotch like that?”
“I’m 22 and I wanted to see if you could get a hard on. Yep, it’s getting bigger. How old are you?”
“I’m 64 and I can get a hard on any time I want, and I just happen to want to get one on right now.”
“Good, it feels nice and big. Why don’t you come home with me and meet my Granny. She’ll give you a free piece of ass and maybe a blowjob. She’s slim and very good looking.”
“What about you? Do I get something from you for free too?”
“Maybe. Lets see how you do with my Granny first. I’ll bring you your pie and coffee and meet you outside when I get off at 3 o’clock.”
By 3:15, the gray-haired old man with a hard on was ready to give up but he decided to wait just a few more minutes. At 3:40 he was still loitering by the door when the petite beauty exited the diner, wearing jeans and a halter-top that did little to harness her ample, unsupported breasts. He couldn’t help but admire the way they jiggled when she walked and her over all confident poise and surprisingly good looks. Her short light brown hair was damp and she smelled of a fragrant soap. It was obvious that she had just showered.
She walked up to him and grabbed the bulge in his pants. “I see you’ve still got your hard on. Good, Granny will like that.” Arm in arm they walked slowly down the block, away from the diner. “She hasn’t been fucked for a couple of weeks. When was the last time you had a piece of ass?”
“I think it was this morning. I live in that retirement home around the corner. There are a lot more women in there than men and most of the men are impotent. The women are horny all the time so I usually get all the sex I want. Sometimes I can’t keep up and have to turn them down.”
“Then why come home with me?”
“You are young and pretty so maybe your granny is too. Almost all the girls in the home are in their 70’s so it would be nice to have one that isn’t all wrinkled. Besides, I was hoping I could get a shot at you.”
“Hum, we’ll see about that. Okay, here we are. It’s apartment 24 on the second floor.”
Inside, the apartment was neat, clean and warm and cozy but there is no sign of anyone else.
“Where’s your granny?”
“She must have gone out. Want a beer?”
“Sure”
Jo disappeared into what Ed assumed was the kitchen. She appeared three or four minutes later, completely nude and holding a bottle of Bud Lite. Her large, perfectly formed beasts with silver dollar sized areolas and erect pink nipples were bare.
“Jeez, you sure have a nice body. I love big titties like that.”
“Thank you. Would you like to kiss or suck on them?”
“Oh god, yes.”
“Do you eat pussy?”
“I sure do, I’ve been told I’m an expert.”
“I’ll be the judge of that.”
She moved to him, handed him the beer and began to unbuckle his belt.
“Come on Ed, You can help a little.”
Quick as a flash, his shoes, socks, shirt and trousers were in a pile in the middle of the floor, leaving him standing there in only his boxers. She pulled them down, exposing a very large, fat semi-hard penis.
He scooped her up in his arms just as she said, “Boy, you got a big one. I’d like to feel that inside me.”
In the bedroom, he deposited her in a sitting position on the edge of the bed then pushed her over backwards, knelt on his knees in front of her and put her legs on his shoulders. She let out a moan of delight as he buried his face in her hairless pussy and stabbed at it with his tongue.
“Oh God, that’s good!”
“MPPPHHH”
“Oh, that’s the spot. Keep doing that.”
“SLUURRPP”
In minutes, she was moaning and writhing in ecstasy. “Oh my God, you’re good. I’m so close. Oh, now, NOW NOW!”
“GLOOOMP”
Her body was arched hard against his face as he used his tongue to bring her to a fantastic orgasm. He prodded, poked and sucked until her juices quit flowing and she was begging for mercy.
She was just lying there, writhing in ecstasy when he crouched over her and inserted his fat, hard cock into her wet pussy.
“Oh, god, that feels good.”
“Yep it does, doesn’t it? Do you think your granny will like it?”
“My granny already loves it. My Granny is what I call my pussy. Now shut up and fuck me.”
She was surprised at the old man’s stamina as he drove his hard cock into her slippery cunt time after time. She was very close to her second climax and he hadn’t slowed down at all. Ed was relishing the feeling of his massive cock sliding in and out of this young, sweet, well-lubricated box. His eyes were closed and he was lost in the fantasy of his youth when he could fuck for hours and then do it all over again after just a few minutes rest.
“Oh my God, I’m cumming again! Oh Now, keep doing that. Oh yesss!”
He felt her entire body stiffen as she went over the edge of orgasm into the depths of sexual release. In a few minutes she was limp but twitched each time he slid his prick into her.
“I don’t think I’ve ever been fucked that good before. Please stop for a minute and I will give you the best blowjob you ever had.”
“UG - not – quite – yet - UG -I’m - gonna – cum – too! AAAHHHH!”
With a powerful shove he shot a massive load of his semen into her. She could feel its warmth and each pulse of it as in jetted up her cunt.
“God, what a load. It must be running out of me.”
The old man smiled and said, “Why don’t you climb on me sixty-nine style and give me that blow job you promised and I’ll clean you up with my tongue.”
“OK, but I think your pecker has gone limp.”
“It has, but you’ve missed something if you never sucked a soft one that has cum and pussy juice all over it. I love to eat a freshly fucked cunt, one with my jitsum oozing out of it.”
Without waiting for an answer, he sat her on his chest, placed her in the sixty-nine position and stuck his tongue into her slit. He had been licking and sucking a couple of minutes before she finally took his flaccid penis in her mouth.
Within minutes, the young girl was writhing in passion each time the old man stabbed her with his tongue. She was grinding her sloppy pussy against his mouth and had long since forgotten his limp cock. It was obvious she was caught in the throes of another massive organism. Her juices were running down the sides of his face as she twitched in submission to his tongue.
“Oh, that was so good. My heart is beating a hundred miles an hour.”
“Thank you. I know you wanted to get fucked and you targeted me to do it. But why me, when there are so many horny young bucks around?”
“Well. My aunt, Helen O’Malley, lives in that same retirement home that you do. She said you were the best lover she ever had and that you were a world-class pussy eater. Most of the young guys around here are thirty second wonders. You touch their dicks and they cum in less than thirty seconds and leave you wondering what happened. Most of them won’t eat pussy. With you, I had three orgasms in two hours.”
“Two hours, holy shit! What time is it?”
“About 5:30. What’s the matter?”
“I’ve got to get back. Dinner is at 6:00 and I’ve got a date to watch a porno movie with Betty Williams at 8:00. I think it’s ‘DEEP THROAT’.”
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Journal Entry #15 - Pleasure Cruise Day 2, Double Down Under
Hi Journal,
Well, I woke up at around two when Tammy threw a pillow at my head and told me to get up. I showered and shaved, then put on my bikini and heels and brought my notebook up to the pool and grabbed a table. When I finished typing up Entry 14, I closed up the computer and ran back down to drop it off in the room.
I went back up to the pool and got in, but it wasn’t really big enough to swim, and there were little kids playing in it anyway. I tried the jaccuzzi, but the kids had overran it too.
Feeling a little pissed I was heading to the buffet when I heard a whistle and turned. It was the two cute guys from the lifeboat drill, sitting in deck chairs wearing sunglasses and swimtrunks. They were totally hot looking, with big muscles that came from activity, not a weight room.
“You’ve got amazing legs,” one said, the blond one, with an Australian accent.
“And a great pair of tits,” the other chimed in, also with an Australian accent.
“And God, what an ass!” the blond finished. “Come and have a drink with us,” he said.
I really needed a drink right then, so I agreed and sat down.
The blond’s name was Angus, and the brunette was Mike. They were construction engineers (whatever that is) in Australia in the states on vacation. The problem was that the waiter wouldn’t sell them a drink for me because I’m underage. They were really rude to the guy, but I knew he was just doing his job.
“well, thanks anyway,” I said, getting up.
“Hold on!” Angus said, putting his hand on my arm. “Let’s go somewhere where we can get a drink.” Intrigued, I followed them to one of the shops in the ship where they bought a carton of cigarette, a box of cigars, and two bottles of vodka. They were so pissed off when the clerk told them they’d have to store the booze until we reached port. Oh man!
Anyway, Mike walked me to their room, a nice one with a balcony and after a few minutes Angus showed up with a tray of cocktails. I sat on the little couch and drank with Mike sitting near me, while Angus sat on the bed, watching me with greedy eyes.
“So, who were your friends?” Angus asked me.
“My roommates,” I said, feeling the vodka in my drink mellowing me out totally.
“Maybe the six of us could get together later,” Mike said, moving over closer to me. I asked him why as he took the plastic cup from my hand and he leaned in and kissed me. He put his arms around me and lifted me, moving over until he was on the end of the little couch and I was in the middle, and then Angus sat down on my other side.
The two men alone on the little couch were almost touching, so I was really squeezed in between them. I felt a finger under my chin and I broke the kiss and turned my head and kissed Angus. I felt hands on my thighs and one on my breast, squeezing, and the thought hit me that Entry #15 was going to be pretty damn hot!
If you’ve read my journal so far you know that I’ve never been in a threesome with two guys before, so I wasn’t sure what was going to happen, or rather in what order. Mike turned my face back to him and we kissed as Angus lifted my top until my tit popped out. He started sucking me and I felt myself getting wet, even through the booze.
Mike popped my other tit out and he started sucking it while he squeezed it, and Angus started rubbing my pussy. I put my arms up and pulled my top off, and then arched my back so they could pull my bottoms off. It didn’t take a second for them to untie and remove my damp bottoms.
“Crikey!” Angus exclaimed. “Smooth as a baby’s arse, she is!”
“Hell yes,” Mike agreed, and they stood and dropped their trunks, exposing two thick, hard cocks, and low-hanging scrots. Mike leaned down and kissed me, picking me up, and put me down on the bed. While we were kissing Angus said, “Call it, Mate,” and Mike answered “Heads.”
Angus flipped a coin and said, “Right-o, heads it is, thank you very much!”
Mike crawled up and put his fat cock in my face. I took it in my hand and leaned in to slurp the head, while Angus climbed in and spread my legs wide. Being helpful, I put my legs straight out and arched to give him better access.
“Jesus!” Angus groaned, and he got down and started lick my pussy. Mike grabbed my long hair and started pumping his hips, slowly fucking my mouth while Angus fucked me with his mouth.
I pulled off of Mike’s rod and said, “God that’s nice! Fuck me with your tongue,” as I stroked Mike’s cock in my fist. Angus rose, lifting my hips and legs and forcing my shoulders back against the bed. Mike just leaned forward and fucked my mouth, forcing my head down into the matress. Once Angus had me in the right position he stuck his cock in me, stretching me more than I’d had in a long while.
“Jesus!” he moaned, “You’re gonna love this one, Mikey! Tight as can be and she’s a grabber too!”
I spread my legs wide and whined with pleasure. These two gus were using me as a personal fuck toy, any way they wanted, and it was totally cool! Mike pullled his dick out of my mouth and stroked it firmly as he dropped his hairy sack into my mouth. I sucked on his balls like they were French truffels, savoring every moment and loving the salty, musky flavor, with a hint of Hawaiian Tropic coconut.
When the feeling hit me it hit hard, and I slammed back against the matress and yelled out, “Yes! Fuck me like that!” Instead of the usual slow build up to blast off, it was like a freight train that suddenly appeared and was coming on llike a jet plane. Angus was ramming his fat cock into me fast now, so fast that his balls were slapping against my ass with each stroke.
“Crikey!” he yelled, and just as the explosions started in my belly and in my chest, and behind my eyes, Angus started to spurt into me, ramming so hard as he did that our come was squirting out from around his cock and spattering my thighs. I let loose and was howling, saying some very unladilike things and squealing like a cat in heat.
When he finished squirting Angus pulled out and traded places with Mike, sticking his softening dick in my mouth as Mike shoved his monster into my pussy. Mike was a little bit thicker still than Angus, and I was so sensitive it felt like he was driving a train into me, and it was a powerful, fast train too. Mike didn’t make any pretense, fucking me hard right away, nearly folding me over with each thrust and knocking the breath out of me.
I closed my eyes and tried to keep up with both of them, thrusting back against Mike’s piston-like cock and sucking gently on Angus. I opened my eyes wide and crossed them and watched Angus’ cock getting stiffer, growing thicker and longer as my gentle sucking started to fight against his shallow thrusts.
What the hell do they feed these guys!?! Before long his cock was as hard and ready as when he first rammed it into me.
“Beg off,” Angus said, pulling his cock out of my mouth. “I want another go!”
“Fuck off,” Mike replied, slamming into me again, “This is some prime twat here, and if I’ve got filet mignon, I’m going to bloody well take my time and enjoy it!”
I was afraid they were going to fight, but Angus settled down and put his dick back in my mouth and played with my tits.
Now, around this time my pussy really started to tire out. Having been with “Everlasting” Alex only twelve hours before, this double-team was really wearing on me. Not that it didn’t feel abso-fucking-lutely fantastic, it was just that I couldn’t keep up. I eased back on my thrusts, unable to summon the energy to keep my poor thighs and back going, and Mike didn’t even seem to notice.
And then Mike started groaning and slamming into me even harder than before, a bit faster too! He started yelling at me, “Ride my fuck meat you little cunt-whore! You have the finest little cunny in the world and I’m gonna fuck you so raw you won’t even think about another guy for a month!”
He let loose with a stream of obscenities like I hadn’t heard before, calling me a cunt, a whore, a little bitch, and a slut, and telling me (I guess complimentary) comments about my legs, my skin, my face, my hair, my tits, and most of all my pussy. He went on for almost five minutes before letting out a whoop and burying himself in me up to his balls and unloading his come.
“Well look it here,” Angus said, walking around and getting between my legs. He dipped his finger in me and pulled it away, trailing a mixture of our three comes all mixed together. He sucked it off of his finger and made a face, and then he looked at me and winked. He climbed in between my legs and put his cock against me and said, “Needs a little something more, I think.”
Panting, I threw my arm across my eyes and prayed I would pass out. But when he slid his dick in it was like a surge of energy, and before I knew it I was fucking him back.
Mike had stumbled to the couch and sat there, drinking one of the cocktails. He was watching me, and I liked it. I made a show of squeezing my titties and arching my back, all the while squealing (though I don’t think I could have held back on that).
Angus was pounding me fast and hard, and all thoughts of my show were quickly erased as I got into the fucking. My head was reeling, and it felt like the room was spinning around. I saw Angus tense up and he slowed down, keeping his cock in me and slamming only an inch or so in and out.
Angus let out a groan and he fell over on the bed next to me, on top of my leg. I didn’t even feel him come, but from his reaction he definitely had. I laid there panting and trying to make the room stop spinning when I guess I fell asleep, or passed out.
When I woke up it was evening, but it couldn’t have been that long. Angus and Mike were on the little couch watching the TV and finishing off the cocktails. When he saw me sit up, Mike said, “You did us right sweet Teri. You need any help getting back to your cabin?”
I swung my legs off of the bed and stumbled across the room to the tiny little bathroom. I cleaned up a little and staggered back out and put on my bikini and shoes.
I told them I was okay and they both kissed me before I left, Mike reminding me that I should ask the girls if they wanted a party. I said I would and I made my way up to the Empress Deck and to my suite. I took a long shower and got ready for dinner.
I was almost ready when Tammy and Becca came in, and I gave them a brief version of this entry. They dressed too, and we all went up to the supper club and had dinner.
I demolished my dinner, and then finished the other girl’s stuff too. I didn’t realize it until then that I hadn’t eaten since the night before. I mentioned that to the girls and Tammy laughed and said, “Yeah, but you sure have gotten a lot of protein!”

We all laughed and went back to the suite. I crashed out and was asleep before the girls had left for their night of fun.
I’ll see you soon, Journal!
Love,
Teri

My freshman year of college held many adventures, and one of the best was a pair of young women named Brenda and Molly. Brenda was in my German class and Molly was her roommate. Brenda was homely and plump, in need of an orthodontist and a good aerobic workout plan, but she was a happy and good- natured girl. One bonus of larger women is usually a large rack, and Brenda did have nice big tits. She developed a crush on me fairly early and would stare at me in class. It is always nice to be admired.
We started up a friendship but I was reluctant to let it get much further. I don’t want to sound like a snob but I routinely dated women more attractive and more intelligent, so I saw absolutely no long-term future in a relationship with her. For this reason I ignored her obvious crush. I didn’t want to hurt her by taking her virginity when I knew I wouldn’t be in her life for long as a lover. Kindness or snobbery, you decide. I hung out with her and we worked on homework together, but it was almost to the point where I would need to make my position clear.
Her roommate was a lusty wench named Molly. Molly was also plump, more so than Brenda, but she was gorgeous. She was blonde and pretty and her excess weight had not hit her face. She was a sex junkie and liked to torture Brenda with tales of her exploits. She tried the same tactic on me a few times, and when Brenda was around I allowed it, but when Brenda stepped out of the room I shot back with my own tales of wanton lust and perversity. I know I got her hot once or twice, but again I had no intentions of starting anything there. Molly might have been a great lay, but she was in no way my type.
Early in the spring semester I caught a nasty flu bug. I don’t get sick often but when I do it takes me down hard. I skipped class on a Monday and called friends to take notes and collect assignments for me, and Brenda was the one I called for the German assignment. She made a big deal of how sorry she was for me and said she would bring me the assignment after class. I figured she would want to hang out but I really wasn’t in the mood.
Around 4:00 she and Molly showed up with a grocery bag full of stuff. They had brought me a package of goodies to ease the pain. It was very thoughtful of them and I invited them in to have a seat on the huge pillow that served as the sofa in my tiny dorm room. I sat cross from them in a chair, still wearing my bathrobe.
They went through the package, pulling out things and suggesting uses for some of the less obvious things. They had really gone overboard, with soup, candy bars, Tylenol, a card, a deck of playing cards, etc. They had bought a very large candy-cane, on clearance from the recently passed holiday, and made jokes about its size and girth and didn’t I wish I had one like that. I bit my tongue and kept quiet but the sexual innuendo did have a minor effect on my anatomy, especially when Molly performed a brief fellatio act with it. They had apparently been to the gag gift store as well, for they had a bottle of “hormone control” novelty pills. They made a big deal of forcing meto take them immediately, presumably to keep me from jumping their bones since I had them both alone. The last thing they held close for a moment and told me the story. Molly said she wanted to get me a Playgirl magazine but she was worried that in my weakened state I wouldn’t be strong enough to take the blow to my ego, so instead they got me a Playboy.
I popped open the magazine and checked out some of the naked ladies, and I must admit that I became slightly more aroused. I had taken a shower about an hour before and was still naked under the robe, so my free-flying parts were free to expand. Molly kept talking about Playgirls and Playboys and how fake those models were. In order to make the chubby girls feel better I agreed that the plastic women in the girly magazine did little for me. Nice to look at, but no substance.
Molly, in a similar gesture, said something about how unrealistic the men in her magazine were, and at one point held her hands nearly a foot apart and said, “Guys just don’t get this big.”
I will never know if that was a subtle invitation or not, but that is how I took it. I had a fever still and the Playboy had me a little horny, so I did something I probably wouldn’t have done otherwise.
“Some of us are.” As I said that, I pulled aside the bathrobe and let my cock free in front of the girls.
Brenda’s hands flew to her face in shock, but Molly was better composed and simply raised an eyebrow. Both of them were staring at my dick, and well they might. I take full credit for my physique, a stout and muscular body that knows no fear, but I have to thank God and my ancestors for the generous lump of meat between my legs. I have a big straight dick that has rarely, in my experience, been received with anything less than enthusiasm.
“Is this as big as the guys in your magazine?” I asked as it swelled a little more in reaction to those hungry expressions.
“Uh, yeah. I think so,” Molly replied. Brenda had been quiet for most of the conversation about sex and nudity, but her expression at that point spoke volumes. Her beady eyes were wide open and staring at my prodigious appendage.
“Brenda, you like what you see?”
She nodded her head but said nothing.
“I usually don’t let this guy out for nothing. He is a very popular fellow and likes to hang out with the ladies. Do you ladies know what to do with a cock this big?” Molly nodded quickly, a smile wide on her pretty face, but Brenda was slower to react.
“Um, I’ve never seen one up close before.”
“Then come over here and get closer. Maybe Molly can show you what to do with it.”
I knew Molly was up for anything and expected her to jump forward as she did, but I was a bit surprised at Brenda’s enthusiasm. Perhaps she felt that Molly was horning in on her territory. Whatever the reason, I quickly had these two women’s faces between my legs. My cock was approaching half-mast by now, jutting up out of my crotch and arcing down toward the girls.
“Show her, Molly.”
Molly was happy to oblige, taking my cock in her cool hand and slowly stroking it up and down. She really was a beautiful woman, and the lecherous look on her face was almost as nice as the feeling of her small hand jerking me off. Brenda sat there mesmerized and unsure what to do, her mouth hanging slightly open and her breathing becoming heavy.
I reached out and caressed Brenda’s face, breaking her cock-induced trance. Her eyes flew to my face, and the look she gave me was one of longing to be told what to do. As I said, I was still in a bit of a fever-induced haze, but that is what it looked like to me.
“Give me your hand.”
Brenda’s right hand came up to mine, and I gently guided it to my engorging member. I wrapped her hand around the shaft next to Molly’s and started her at the same pace. She got the idea instantly and I let my hand drop as I watched these girls slowly stroke me in tandem. I was soon completely erect and my large cock jutted up from my loins like a statue, like an idol, and the girls were its worshipers.
Molly took the next step. She leaned in close and brushed her cheek against the shaft, closing her eyes in mock ecstasy to give me a show. Brenda followed suit, but since Molly had turned her head away from Brenda she got a different idea. Brenda brought her little mouth in close and extended her tongue, brushing it up the side. She was hesitant and unsure, and her eyes looked to mine for reassurance. I smiled and nodded.
Molly was quick to bring her own tongue to bear, but instead of the meek brushing of Brenda, she mashed her tongue into the shaft and dragged it up, pressing into me and again making quite the production out of it. Their hands continued to move up and down at the base of my cock, leaving the rest for their tongues to roam. Brenda continued her light flickering, and I could barely feel it with Molly mauling me from the other side.
Molly finally noticed what Brenda was doing and then she took her order to teach the proper method. Molly touched Brenda’s shoulder to get her attention, then kept eye contact while she performed her next maneuver. Molly pulled my dick down a bit and put her mouth full on the shaft, brushing me with her teeth and pushing hard with her tongue. This woman knew her business. Brenda quickly mimicked her roommate and I had a collar of hot, wet mouth on me. They began to move together, nose to nose, down and back it’s length.
I was having a grand time. Only once before had I had 2 women suck me at one time, and they had both been far less experienced than Molly. Watching her pretty face gnaw on my bone was a sight to see. I’d like to say Brenda held up her end, but she was obviously outclassed and was struggling to stay in the game. She did pay attention, though, and when Molly did something Brenda copied it.
After the mouth collar, Molly turned my dick back up and gave it a few moments of quick jerking, sliding easily on the spit left on the shaft. After that, she took Brenda’s hand and placed it on the shaft, starting her off at a slow pace. Brenda was a quick study and worked me well as Molly went below for a ball.
She took my balls in her hand and licked them, pulling gently on my sack with her hand. I love it when a woman knows how to treat the twins, and Molly surely did. She took one into her mouth and rolled it around with her tongue, again pulling gently but this time with her lips. I had to spread my legs wide to give them both room. Brenda watched intently, still stroking me slowly.
Molly kept that up for a while and I enjoyed it thoroughly, but I was starting to get anxious for the next level. Molly, however, had another trick in store for me. Brenda, on a cue from Molly, let go of my cock and leaned back out of range, then went to her shirt and started to pull it over her head. Her dark sweater came off quickly, exposing the heavy tits I knew to be lurking within, held in by a serious bra. The bra quickly came off and her ponderous breasts hung low and free. Time and gravity would eventually to terrible things to this poor girl, but at 19 her tits were still very nice.
Molly stopped working my balls and moved out, motioning for Brenda to move in. Brenda didn’t quite understand and she moved her face down to my crotch to carry on as Molly had done, but that wasn’t the plan.
“Titty-fuck him. Put his dick between your tits, squeeze them together and bounce them up and down. Guys like that shit.” She turned her slutty glance at me again and I returned it.
Brenda understood and took position on her knees. She had to lift her tits to rest on my lap, but she quickly corralled them around my cock and started the process. Her floppy tits engulfed me in their soft embrace, and I must admit it was a nice sensation, but Brenda really didn’t have the talent to make it a truly amazing experience. It would be a few years before I met a girl with that kind of talent.
Molly leaned on my left leg, watching closely and giving Brenda pointers and ideas. Brenda was shedding her inhibitions now, though I think she was still flabbergasted that she was doing this. At Molly’s direction she began to lick the head of my dick, though she remained tentative and hesitant. She flicked her tongue against the tip and around the head, but never put any serious contact on me. Molly would occasionally pull my dick towards her and give a similar flicker of tongue, but the nasty look on her face told me that she knew what I wanted. This was all well and good, but I was getting seriously anxious for the payoff.
“Molly, why don’t you show Brenda how to finish the process?”
“Gladly,” she replied. Brenda leaned back and let her heavy breasts flop away from my lap as Molly moved in to take her place. I motioned for Brenda to come around to my right and to put her big tits up on my leg so I could touch them. She cooed at my touch as my hands explored the expanse of her flesh and my fingers probed he sensitive nipples, but my attention was mostly on Molly.
Molly grabbed the base of my cock with both hands and aimed it right at her pretty face. She started to give that little flicker of the tongue again through her wicked smile, but I would have no more of that. I put my left hand on the back of her head and pushed her down on me, but I didn’t need to use any force. Molly acceded to my wishes and plunged down as far as she could go, enveloping the first few inches of my dick in her hot mouth. She tried to push her mouth further down but she couldn’t accommodate my girth. I knew Brenda’s little mouth would even less chance, but I figured Molly would be able to take it home.
Molly started bouncing her head up and down, pushing my cock to the back of her throat each time, while her hands gripped tightly and matched the pumping of her face. Her lips stayed sealed around the shaft and her tongue did a nice strong dance against the underside of the head. This was what I needed, a serious face fuck. My balls had started to ache terribly during Brenda’s titty-fuck, but Molly was about to make it all OK.
The entire length of my dick began to ache as my orgasm approached. My hips rose as my ass clenched, and my entire body started to go rigid in anticipation of the powerful rush I was about to have. My orgasms are often violent things and I didn’t want to hurt the girls, so I grabbed the chair arms and held tight as I felt Molly push me over the edge.
The first shot surprised Molly as it coated her tongue in salty sperm. My cock bucked in her hands but her grip kept it in line. She took that first shot and then the second, but popped me out of her mouth after that. She continued to jerk me off hard as she aimed my cock at Brenda’s waiting tits. My third contraction fired a line of milky spunk across Brenda’s right tit and into her cleavage, quickly dripping down between. I usually come heavy, so the next few shots continued to heave sticky trails on her big fat tits, until the contractions started to lessen and the jism trickled down to nothing.
Molly took my cock back into her still come-filled mouth and slopped it around, making quite the spectacle of our mingled fluids sliding across her teeth and along her tongue, lathering my cock with the mixture. Molly was a pure porn hound and knew not only how to make it feel great, but look great as well. She worked my slimy dick for a while and put on her show as Brenda and I watched. I slumped down in to the chair, unusually spent for a single orgasm. I attributed the exhaustion to the flu, but whatever the cause I was in need of some bed rest after that.
Molly and Brenda both sat back against the pillow and looked at me. Molly’s pretty face was smeared with my ejaculate, and Brenda’s huge tits were dripping with it. Brenda looked a little confused still, but there was a dawning realization that she had just done something really raunchy and hot, and I think she liked it. Molly was just as sassy and slutty as ever, still licking and smacking her lips. All thoughts of not getting physical with these two had completely left my mind, and all I could think of besides getting some sleep was the hope that I might get a second crack at these two together.
“You girls feel free to bring me a care package like that anytime.”