Future of Porn

“This is part 12 of my Journal. I started writing it when I made a bold decision to change my life. I left my dull existence in North Wales and went to work as a Housekeeper for a man in the East Midlands of England. It is a decision that I will never regret. I have never been so happy and never had so much pleasure.

Vanessa”

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Saturday July 31

A busy morning and I was glad when it was lunchtime. Debbie and me both had the same lunch break so we went to the coffee shop down the road. She asked again if I would permanently remove her pubic hair for her. I said yes and reminded her to be at our house early on the Monday morning. Debbie told me that she’d been saving up to buy herself a car and would be glad when she didn’t have to rely on buses. She said that she had just about got enough money dependent upon how much discount she could get with her ‘pussy power’. I told her that I would like to help her with that and said that, “Two pussies are better than one.” As we were laughing about that one of the other girls from the salon joined us so the conversation got boring.

In the middle of the afternoon the manager asked me to wax a ladies legs. She looked slightly older than me and as we went upstairs she quietly asked me if I would trim her hair ‘down there’. At first I didn’t realise what she was wanting and I just said, “Yes, sure, no problem.” It was only when she lifted her skirt up and took her knickers off that I realised what she meant.

She sat on the reclining chair with her legs up waiting for me to get the wax strips sorted out. As I was ‘doing’ her legs she was telling me all about the new love of her life. When I’d finished her legs she told me that she wanted to be left with just a heart shape of short pubic hair with the bottom of the heart starting at the top of her slit. As she was telling me this she opened her legs wide and ‘drew’ the shape of the heart with a finger. I though that I’d trim away most of her dark brown bush and then use an eyeliner pencil to mark out the heart on her skin.

She was talking all the time that I was trimming her hair but most of what she was saying didn’t make any sense. I guess that she was nervous. It only took me a few minutes to do the trimming but by the time I’d finished her pussy lips were swollen and open and her juices were starting to seep out. She seemed a little embarrassed so I said, “You know, by this stage a lot of women have had their first orgasm.” That seemed to make her relax a bit but that distinctive aroma of a woman’s pussy was filling the room. She jumped a bit as the eyeliner pencil touched her skin but she settled down as we agreed on the shape and size of the heart.

Next came the painful part as I got a couple of wax strips and put them on either side of her pussy lips. I didn’t ask her if she was ready, I just did it. She screamed as I ripped the first one off. I was stood beside her and as soon as the first one was off her hand went round my leg and up my dress. She was looking waiting for the second one to come off and as it did her hand went up the inside of my thigh and grabbed it just below my pussy. That second strip missed a few hairs and I told her that I’d come back to them.

The next 2 were up the sides of the heart and were easy to do. Just before each one came off her hand started pushing up against my pussy. By that time I think that my pussy was just as wet as hers was. When they were off I had to go over to the table to get some more strips. I pulled away from her and she let go of me but as she was letting go the pressure made the 2 bottom fasteners on my dress come undone and for a second she could see that I was naked under the dress. She just smiled and said, “I thought so.”

We were alone in there with the door shut so I didn’t bother fastening the dress and when I went back to her to do the top of the heart her hand went straight up my dress and round to my pussy. As I was delicately cutting the wax strip to the right shape her hand was playing with my pussy. As I pulled that top strip off a finger went inside me, and she came. She shuddered and moaned for ages as her finger pushed hard into me. I was glad when her orgasm started to subside as she was starting to hurt me.

There was just one more strip to go to remove the few stubborn hairs on the left side of her pussy. She was so wet that I had to dry her with a tissue before putting the strip on. As it came off her finger shot into me again. I’m sure that if there had been any more to do then I would have cum as well.

After that there was just the final trimming of the heart to do and then the inspection. As I was holding the mirror for her to see herself she said, “Look at me, I look like Ken’s just cum inside me and it’s starting to leak out.” “You look perfectly normal to me.” I said. She then said, “I couldn’t help but notice that you’ve got your labia pierced, would you mind if I had a look, Ken’s talked to me about it and I’d like to see what I’d look like.” I didn’t mind so I pulled back the sides of the dress to show her. I wasn’t thinking about how much pressure was needed and the rest of the press-studs popped open and I was left showing the whole of the front of my naked body. When she said, “What does it look like from underneath,” I opened my legs wide. She got off the chair, stood in front of me and put a hand on my pubes with her fingers pressing into my hole pushing part of the chain in as well, and said; “Very nice, I bet your boyfriend loves it.” “He does.” I said, and backed off.

There was something about her that I didn’t really like, I can’t put my finger on what, but I wasn’t going to let her do more to me than was necessary to get my job done. I know I was getting a bit sexually excited by it, but it just didn’t feel right. I fastened my dress as she put her knickers on and she followed me down the stairs. As I gave her her change at the till she gave me a £10 tip and said, “Thank you, you were wonderful.”

Nothing much happened after that and Jon picked me up at 5 o’clock and took me home.

Jon didn’t fancy going out that evening so we had a quiet night in front of the TV.

Sunday August 1

A boring day, nothing exciting happened. Jon spent most of the day either watching motor racing or working on his PC while I soaked up some sun.

Week commencing August 3

Monday - Debbie surprised us by arriving just before Jon left for work. Jon greeted her at the door saying, “You’re keen aren’t you, can’t wait to get rid of all that horrible hair then.” Debbie looked a little bit embarrassed as Jon said good-bye and left. We had some breakfast and then I said, “Come on then girl, get ‘em off.” We both laughed as Debbie whipped off her top and skirt. She hadn’t been wearing any underwear. The no bra had been obvious but with a lose skirt it’s never easy to tell.

Debbie was now as naked as I was and I invited her to come and have a look at the punishment room while I got the Sonique depilatory machine out. When Debbie first saw what was in the punishment room she just stopped dead in her tracks and said, “What the hell’s all this?” I explained it all to her but she said that she couldn’t understand how the ‘fucking machine’ worked. I told her that I guaranteed that it did and that I’d show her it in action after we’d got rid of all that hair. As I said that I lightly ran my fingers over her pubic hair. The next question was where were we going to perform the operation. I suggested outside on the grass but Debbie said that it was a bit ‘fresh’ for her at that time of the morning so we settled for the conservatory. I got lots of cushions and put them on the floor for her. Debbie had trimmed her pubes so that they were all about a quarter of an inch long, which made it easier for me. I suggested that I started with the hairs inside and round her lips saying that I wanted to get them out before she got too wet. Debbie said that she wouldn’t get wet, but I just said, “You will girl.”

I must say that it took a lot longer for me to see and smell her juices than I’d thought. It was about an hour, just before I was ready for a break. Debbie has a nice pussy, not a very big clit though and just to let her know that I knew she was ‘warming-up’, I quickly slipped a finger in and then out of her hole and then said, “Told you so, come on, let’s have a coffee.” Debbie had gasped a bit as my finger went into her and then she looked a bit embarrassed as we got up and went into the kitchen. Nothing was said about it over coffee but when she got back onto the floor and spread her legs I could see that her natural chemistry had taken over and all her pussy lips very wet.

As I started with the machine again I told her all about my last trip to the doctor’s when there had been the couple of student doctors there and I’d cum in the middle of being examined. Debbie (and me) was laughing about it but at the same time her pussy was getting wetter.

By late morning I’d just about got all round her lips done and had got some of the front done. My back was aching and I needed a break so we went for a walk round the garden then upstairs to the punishment room. Debbie asked where it got its name from so I climbed onto the ‘whipping-T’ and put myself into the position that I was often in. Debbie said that the ‘fucking machine’ part now made more sense but that she would never let anyone beat her like that. She couldn’t understand when I tried to explain that although the pain was bad, it really tuned me on and that I often had an orgasm just through the pain. When she said that she still couldn’t understand I offered to let her watch the next time Jon punished me. I told her that I was sure that Jon wouldn’t mind, but she wasn’t sure. We went back down to the conservatory to start again but it was so hot in there that Debbie asked if we could move out onto the patio.

We’d been at it for about an hour when I heard the side gate open. Trevor had come to cut the grass. Debbie was startled and tried to get up until I told her that it was only a 15-year-old lad who had come to cut the grass. I think that her state of sexual excitement had a bit to do with it and she quickly relaxed as I told her about the times that Trevor had seen me naked and perhaps done things to my body without me knowing who was doing them. Debbie said that I had an amazing life.

Trevor got on with his job and I got on with mine. There was very little conversation with Trevor (probably because he couldn’t get a word in with Debbie and me rabbiting on) but whenever I looked at him he seemed to be looking at us. It took Trevor twice as long to cut the grass as it used to take me but there again what would you expect from a 15-year-old boy in that situation.

It was the middle of the afternoon when I finally finished and let Debbie examine her now permanently bald pussy. She said that it reminded her of the times she’d had to use communal showers at junior school and there had only been one or two of the girls who had had hair by then. We both laughed and went for the martini bottle.

After a couple of drinks I asked Debbie if she wanted to have a go on the ‘fucking machine’. She said that she wasn’t sure so I said that I’d show her how it worked first, then let her decide. We took our glasses and the bottle and went upstairs. I got a couple of chairs and rigged everything up and switched the motor on. I then climbed up, strapped my wrists together and hooked them onto the rope. My arms were going up and down, but my legs were supporting my weight and keeping my pussy above the dildo. The anticipation had lubricated my pussy so I didn’t have any problems as I lowered myself onto the dildo as I looked at Debbie. Her face was a picture of fascination and envy. She was already holding a hand on her pussy.

On one up-stroke I lifted my feet off the chairs and let them hang down. The motor was now doing all the work and I was just taking the pleasure. It didn’t take long before I started to feel an orgasm building inside me and within about 10 minutes I was cumming. As I calmed down I saw that Debbie’s hand was busy working on her pussy.

I lifted my feet onto the chairs and lifted myself up so that I was off the dildo, then asked Debbie if she wanted a go. “You bet!” was the reply and she was helping me untie my wrists in seconds. As Debbie lowered herself onto the dildo she let out a big gasp and it took a few seconds before she got into the rhythm of the machine and lifted her feet of the chairs. When she did I moved them out of the way and told her to relax and go with the flow.

It wasn’t long before she was moaning and sighing and within about 5 minutes she was screaming, “Yes, yes!” as she came for the first time. As she calmed down I asked her if she wanted me to put the chairs back so that she could stop. As she said was, “Don’t you dare!” Just as she was cumming for the second time Jon walked in the door. I hadn’t realised what the time was. He didn’t waste any time in telling me to get on the ‘whipping-T’ and strapping me down. Debbie was facing the whipping end and my head was very close to her bald pubes as she went up and down. She’d seen Jon come in but hadn’t said anything, I guess that she was too interested in the pleasure she was getting to care.

The moans from Debbie made me believe that she was about to cum for the third time but they stopped when Jon landed the first stroke of the cane. As I said, “One, thank you Master” Debbie went all silent. By the time I got to, “Ten, thank you Master” Debbie was moaning again and I was getting close to cumming. Jon landed the next 3 so that the cane end whipped round and hit my clit (he’s getting very good at doing that). I came on the 13th stroke and Debbie came shortly after that.

Jon stopped after that, switched the motor off with Debbie in the down position, and then dropped his trousers and fucked me from behind as Debbie looked down at us. After he had cum he pulled his dick out of me then pulled his trousers up. Debbie was silent as Jon undid the velcro fasteners and let me get down. I put the chairs in position and helped Debbie lift herself up. When she was on her feet she said, “That was just amazing, I’ve never felt anything like that before, and never seen anything like that before. Did you really enjoy that Vanessa?” “I came didn’t I” I said.

Debbie and me went to the bathroom to get cleaned-up and then went down to join Jon. Debbie got her top and skirt and put them on. As she did Jon said, “Your bald pussy looks good Debbie.” For some strange reason this embarrassed her and she went all red. I got us all some tea and then Debbie said she had better be going but not before she asked if she could come again and if we would help her buy a car. When I explained what she was talking about Jon said that he would be happy to give some cars the ‘once over’ for her, then stand back and let us girls manipulate the salesman.

The rest of the week wasn’t anything special, nor was work on the Friday. The paperboy came for his money on the Thursday evening, but he’s seen me naked that often that it doesn’t do anything for me anymore.

Saturday August 7

Saturday wasn’t too bad. Had a chat with Debbie who asked if we would help her buy a car on the Sunday.

Sunday August 8

Jon took me to the gym and really made me work hard. I had to wear my white lycra shorts and bikini top AND my Ben Wa balls. It wasn’t long before my pussy was soaking the shorts and I was glad that I didn’t have any pubic hair to show through the then near transparent lycra. When it came to the exercise cycle Jon set the saddle quite high and I had to slide from side to side on it. Just as I was getting on a youth of about 16 or 17 came into the gym and started working out just in front of me. Within a minute of getting on the cycle I realised that Ben would be working overtime and that it wouldn’t be long before I had an orgasm. I started sweating a lot more and I wasn’t sure if it was because of the exercise or from my attempts to not cum.

I couldn’t help it; I let out a slow moan that attracted the attention of the youth. He asked me if I was okay and then kept watching me after I managed to say, “yes - thank you.” The orgasm was coming and there was nothing that I could do to stop it. I tried to pedal faster to try to hide my shaking as I started to cum. The expression on my face must have been amazing. The faster I pedalled the more I came. In the end I just stopped pedalling and collapsed onto the handlebars gasping for breath. The youth asked me if I was okay again. All I could manage to say was, “Oh yes.”

That was one of the best orgasms that I’ve ever had. Getting myself off like that with a young man stood just in front of me, watching me, really turned me on. I don’t know if he knew what was going on but the bulge in his shorts told me that he’d enjoyed it. I decided that I’d try to remember to wear Ben every time that I go to the gym. When I’d calmed down I looked over to Jon who was also watching me and smiling.

From there we went to the pool where Jon told me to take Ben out. I’d never thought about taking them out under water. It wasn’t as easy as when I’m stood on dry land and it was fortunate that there were very few people in the pool.

I was glad of the cool water though it really made my nipples stick out. We didn’t stay long there and went home to wait for Debbie. As we were driving to the first car showroom I told her about the gym. She’d never heard of Ben Wa balls so Jon promised to buy her some.

The first car place wasn’t very promising. Firstly there weren’t any cars that Debbie liked and secondly the salesman was an old man that neither Debbie nor I fancied flashing our pussies at. We’d arranged it so that Debbie and me would go in and have a look round then come out and tell Jon which car(s) she fancied. Jon would then go in and have a look at it / them and then come out and tell us what he thought. If he was happy then we’d go back in and start working on the salesman. Debbie wore a loose blouse and a short tight skirt. I wore my baggy cheesecloth dress. Not a piece of underwear between us.

At the second place we struck lucky. It was a big place and there were quite a few cars that Debbie fancied. Also, most of the salesmen were in their twenties and there were a few that were quite dishy. As we looked round we saw a few of them eyeing us up and 3 of them came up to us and asked if we needed any help. Debbie finally decided on 2 cars that she fancied and we went out to where Jon was and told him which ones.

Ten minutes later Jon was back saying that both of them looked okay to him but reminded us to ask about warranties. Within seconds of us starting to look at one of the cars one of the salesmen pounced. Debbie asked him to tell us all about the car while we listened and looked.

Debbie was the first to flash her tits at him as she bent-over to look at the engine. He was stood at the other side of the car and I saw his eyes open wide as her blouse fell away from her chest. I got into the driver’s seat and adjusted my dress while he was still looking at Debbie. When he turned to look at me he was staring right at my pussy. I’d sat with my knees open so he could see the lot. He was mumbling something and looking a bit red in the face when Debbie asked him if there was much room for the passengers to get into the back (it only has 2 doors). “Let me show you,” the salesman said as he went round to her side and held open the door. Debbie bent over to climb in but stayed half in and half out with him behind her. He must have had a fantastic close-up view of her pussy. I could just see round part of Debbie and could see the bulge in his trousers.

After what seemed like hours Debbie finally climbed right in and flopped down with her legs at his side and her butt at the other side. Even if her tight little skirt hadn’t ridden-up he would have been able to see all her pussy. As it had ridden-up he could see the bottom half of her naked stomach as well. After a couple of seconds Debbie said, “Shouldn’t really wear short skirts when climbing into the back of cars should I?” “Oh, I’m not complaining,” said the salesman. I said, “neither am I.” That made him turn to me with a puzzled look on his face.

Here we were now, immersed in a spotlight, holding our friends joint in our hand for the first time and standing before an audience of expectant men and women. An exhibitionist’s fantasy gone extreme!

Heather slowly backed out of the circle of light leaving Gary and me alone. The spot came down on us from almost directly above and slightly in front. Despite the brilliance of this illumination it was still possible for us to see into our audience. We found a tight group of faces staring excitedly and expectantly upward. Because of the darkening of the room Gary and I could see about three deep and then the faces faded away into oblivion. This effect coupled with the swelling, pulsing of the music gave the sensation of standing before a vast auditorium filled with thousands of aroused admirers and enthusiasts.

Both Gary and I were breathing in shallow gulps. Our members were only semi-erect. I could feel Gary’s heat and his quick strong pulse as I began to gently manipulate his package. He began to use his cool hand to bring me to erection, a state I wasn’t able to avoid for long.

In fact, I was shocked I became aroused so readily. Until this moment I had never touched another man. Neither, had I ever allowed a man to touch me sexually. I had thought about indulging in this activity from time to time, more as a curiosity than an urgent desire. However, as I had never had a friend discuss or suggest any interest I thought I must be a bit deviant and that it would be best to keep my thoughts hidden. Even in our intimacy with our magazines Gary and I never broached the subject of lending a hand to our buddy.

As my initial shock waned I began to focus on the sensations I was now experiencing. Gary’s tool was hot and velvety to the touch. I traced the path of the veins coursing the length and softly fingered his glans. I stroked under his head in the groove and gently pinched causing his dick hole to open and close. As his precum began to seep I spread it up and around his most sensitive surfaces, relishing every involuntary pulse and jerk I was able to initiate.

Our dicks became harder and firmer and I began to play with Gary’s testicles which still swung between his legs invitingly. I placed the fingers of my free hand into my mouth and thickly coated them in saliva. I then used this slickness to massage his chest and tease his nipples. Gary was tentative and at first shrank from my exploitations of his chest. Soon, however, he began to sway in rythym to the music and his eyes closed partially as his titties hardened and his dick swelled even further. He stopped stroking me but held onto my manhood and cupped my balls, as if for support.

Gary’s hips began pumping back and forth involuntarily. Slowly at first, then more spastically and sporadically. His sacs drew ever tighter so I began to focus on the dark red of his head. I spit (actually, I practically drooled as I salivated copiously) into my hand and directly onto Gary’s shaft. I softly stroked in the cleft under his head with my finger while I began stroking up and down his slick pole. I was immediately rewarded with a groan of delight from his throat and a further increase in the heat and rigidity of his pleasure stick.

Moving behind him to get a better angle my dick began to rub in his ass crack which seemed to increase his pleasure. He began to moan and mumble as his gyrations increased. I drooled into his crack and onto my dick creating a slick river of sensations. Gary was now incoherent and thrusting wildly against my groin and into my clenched fist. I pumped faster and stronger. I teased and pinched his erect nipples. I matched his thrusts with my own, planting my hot pole deep into his furrow. Suddenly there was a gasp of exultation that began in Gary’s groin and exploded from his throat and his dick simultaneously.

I held tightly onto the base of his manhood amazed at the spasms and gushing pulses I could feel running through my friend. My dick was captured and held by the clamping of his ass cheeks. His sperm shot out and across the front rows of our spectators followed closely by a second and third and even fourth stream. The room was filled as everyone pressed forward in an attempt to receive a shower of his seed.

Gary sagged forward in my grasp. I let him slip gradually to the floor in front of the now delirious group. I placed his hand onto his still pulsing and draining tool and made certain he was still fully exposed for all to enjoy.

Taking his cum into my hand I tasted my first man-sperm. My hunger was not sated in the least. I wanted, no, I needed to suck all vestiges of his sweet man juice onto my tongue and down my throat. However, my audience was beginning to demand that I take matters into my own hands.

Filling my palm with drool I began my own journey to Nirvana. Looking over the faces pressing forward I began to stroke my own tool for their edification and my gratification. I began teasing my titties which were already taut. Soon, my hips were moving in the same manner Gary’s had earlier.

As my strokes became more urgent I reached around and inserted first one and then two fingers into my ass. Now my thrusts were harder and faster. Still, I wasn’t ready for the final release. In fact I couldn’t seem to reach the crest even though I was obviously tottering at the precipice.

Suddenly a hand touched me. It was Gary, coming back to finish the job. He moved my hand away and sitting in front of me he began to stroke hard and fast. He reached through my legs and replaced my fingers with his own. I now stood tall before everybody and began giving undivided attention to both nipples with my freed hands. My head fell back as I began pushing with my entire being at the goal now rushing forward. My breathing ceased and the time space continuum of my existence dissolved into the volcanic urgency of my orgasm.

I began a primeval cry into the rafters as the dam broke and my testicles issued forth a torrent of my sperm. My shaft exploded onto our crowd, shooting over Gary’s upturned face and landing on hands, clothes and faces. Never had I experienced such tremendous, complete release. My sacs let all my sperm issue forth in one unrelenting flood. My knees buckled and I fell forward as Gary caught me and eased me down with the assistance of several in the front of the crowd. After that everything was very black and very peaceful for a time.

My first coherent moment was filled by Heather’s aura. I smelled her sweetness. I then heard her soft murmuring into my ear. I felt her warm breath on my face and neck. Felt her soft hands moving over my chest and abdomen. Finally, I opened my eyes and there she was, gazing intently into my sole, obviously infused with the power and passion of the performance she had just orchestrated and produced.

Smiling up into her beauty I asked, “Can Gary and I go home naked in the morning?”

Laughing, Heather simply kissed me deeply and fully. “You are home, my dears.”

Without a word Miya slithered off his lap and positioned herself between his legs. He quickly unzipped his pants, somewhat relieving the pressure. He was indeed very hard. Miya”s eyes danced as his erection sprang free. She grinned up at him as she took him into her hands. Without pause her graceful tongue bestowed a warm and very wet lick along his entire length. He groaned loudly at the feel of her moist tongue.

Autumn, who couldn”t seem to tear her eyes from the couple for any length of time, whispered, “I want to watch.”

Anthony grinned. She had read his mind. He grabbed her by the hand, when she stood her dress fell around her waist. She stepped out of it and was led to the small sofa where Ethan was. Autumn sat next to him, through half closed eyes he saw the naked woman watching. Though he seemed lost in feel of Miya”s talented tongue and lips, he stunned everyone by pulling Autumn”s mouth to his and kissing her fully. He darted his tongue into her mouth causing her to moan pleasurably.

When he pulled away from her, Autumn”s eyes were wide with wonder, with excitement and with hunger. Something new had been unleashed in her and now she wanted to experience every sensation she possibly could.

While Autumn”s eyes drank in the sight of Miya”s mouth glide skillfully along Ethan”s impressive cock, Anthony donned the same position as Miya had. Kneeling between Autumn”s legs, he let his tongue travel up her thighs. She sighed approvingly but her eyes never once leaving Miya”s mouth. Suddenly the feel of Anthony”s warm tongue washed over her. She groaned and fell back against the arm of the sofa; the display she had watched so intently just seconds before were momentarily forgotten. Her eyes closed while his tongue bathed her, lapping her drenched slit. When he darted his tongue around and over her extremely sensitive clit she shivered so violently, he thought she was going to cum right there.

Miya tried the best she could to see Anthony”s face buried between Autumn”s legs. She moaned and Anthony responded in kind. Both were aware of what they were doing to Autumn and Ethan and what they were doing to each other as well. They reveled in the mental game they played by physically indulging in another person”s body. They gave pleasure to an outsider to bring pleasure to each other.

Ethan”s hips began to piston rapidly and his breath came in hard, labored gasps. He was so close. Oh god, so very close indeed. And as much as he wanted to cum in her mouth, he forced her to stop. “You”re going to make me cum, Miya.” She groaned around him, wanting both to taste him but also wanting to ride his thick cock.

Anthony and Autumn provided the distraction needed. Ethan heard Autumn all but whimpering and he watched as she writhed next to him. There was a thin veil of perspiration on her beautiful body. Miya slipped Ethan from her mouth and now used her hand to stroke him slowly. All eyes were on the young girl thrashing next to them.

“Oh god yes,” she nearly hissed as again Anthony used his thick fingers inside her. Gone were the slow and methodical movements from earlier in the kitchen. Now he drove his fingers in and out of her quickly and roughly. Suddenly her eyes flew open, wide and frantic. “Oh my god! Yes! I”m cumming baby!” She clawed at the sofa arm and her body quivered. Her body tensed, her back curving and bowing sharply as Anthony used his tongue to carry her even higher. Her jumbled and chaotic cries filled the house.

Ethan watched as the girl came so very hard. Though, as she did, he thought to himself, “This is unreal!” But he certainly had no intentions of stopping. Surreal as it might be, it was by far the hottest act he”d participated in. He loved every minute of it and could only hope more would follow.

As Autumn began to drift back to earth Anthony lapped slowly at her. They all watched her body shudder with after-tremors. When her breathing slowed, and her body no longer trembled, he sat back on his knees and smiled at her. His approval was obvious.

Anthony looked to Miya who was also beaming. For a brief moment, the façade slipped away. The two long-time lovers felt the passion swell between them; drawing them together long enough to share an impassioned kiss. The sweet taste of Autumn on his lips only fueled the impending storm within Miya.

Both Ethan and Autumn overlooked the kiss. Each only seeing it in its rawest form: two people caught up in the heat of the moment. Neither could fully appreciate the profound emotional value of what had just happened.

Driven by his youthful ignorance and desire for physical pleasures, Ethan made a sound expressing his apparent approval of the kiss. Miya”s fingers tightening slightly around the rock hard cock in her hand as Anthony kissed her.

Oh, the thoughts that ran through everyone”s minds!

As if Anthony sensed the crowds hunger for more, he stood and unzipped his pants. His own erection sprang forward. Miya uttered a quiet, “Ooh.” Autumn”s eyes gleamed and she licked her lips. Sliding off the sofa, Autumn kneeled in front of Anthony and simply grinned up at him. And to Miya”s great pleasure, she watched as Anthony held Autumn”s head with one hand, and the other he gripped his shaft and began to feed himself into Autumn”s pretty little mouth. The four-some reveled in this act. Each made small noises of pleasure and approval as the girl swallowed every bit of Anthony”s cock until his balls were against her chin.

Ethan pulled Miya to him and turned her around so that she was facing away from him. He held her by the hips and began to lower her downward. She reached down playfully and gripped him, running the head along the wetness of her slit and stopping just at her entrance. Both felt the large head begin to glide easily inside her, slowly penetrating her. When she let go of him, she gasped loudly as his strong hands forced her hips back. With one forward thrust, every inch of him entered her. Roughly and quickly he was buried inside of her. She gasped for breath as the large cock invaded her. But he gave her no time to become accustomed to his thick cock, but stretching her in an instant to accommodate his girth. His hips rocketed forward and his fingers dug into her flesh as he pulled her back against him.

“Ride me, Miya,” he said breathlessly. He was beyond slow and sensual; he wanted to fuck her hard and fast.

Miya”s body took over. Her hips matched Ethan”s rhythm, quickly rocking back and forth, crashing hard against each other. Her mind reeled. She loved feeling him gliding in and out of her and seeing Anthony ramming his cock in and out of Autumn”s mouth. He held her by the hair and was driving into her mouth hard. She noticed Autumn gag once as he plunged deeply. The girls tits bounced each time his hips would forcibly thrust forward.

Miya drank it all in. The sensations of being filled to the hilt: Ethan”s cock fucking her much the same way as Anthony did Autumn”s mouth. Each man pounding hard, propelling themselves into the wet warmth of each woman. Each woman being filled, invaded, taken hard and loving it.

Ethan brought his legs together; Miya used her hands on his knees for balance as she rode him fiercely. From behind Ethan watched her warm tight pussy swallow him. Her juices made his shaft glisten and gleam. In front of her, Anthony began to groan from deep in his throat. Miya knew that sound and it gave her gooseflesh to hear it now. He was going to cum. Oh yes, he was just about there. She saw the perspiration beginning to form on his brow; the tendons in his neck began to strain.

One hand was still entangled in Autumn”s pretty red hair, he looked down at her and all but growled, “Here it comes Autumn. Oooh, yes!”

Miya watched as if in slow motion, the way Anthony retreated from Autumn”s mouth. Miya noticed how his cock shined with her saliva as he gripped it with his free hand. Stealing a glance at Miya, he pumped it, then turning back to Autumn, he erupted violently on her lips. She opened her mouth and lapped at him. He came so hard his body shook. Wave after wave coursed over him, he felt as though he would never stop. His head fell back and he let out a guttural animal-like sound so deep it seemed to reverberate through out the house. Autumn oooh”d at him, as he emptied himself on to her face. His warm seed on her lips, tongue and cheeks. She could feel it begin to run down her chin and drip on her tits.

It was all Miya could handle. Hearing Anthony hit his peak and seeing Autumn”s face bathed with his cum; Ethan was groaning and still slamming into her. The force of his hips wracked her body, making her tits bounce and sway. She could hold back no longer. Miya felt that familiar sensation wash over her, like a star bursting deep within her and thundering through out her universe. As she cried out, she heard her own voice but it sounded far away and strange in her own ears. Just before she threw her head back, and gave into her climax, she saw both Anthony and Autumn grinning at her.

“Cum Miya,” was all she heard, but she wasn”t sure who said it. Miya lost herself. She was ascending higher into the heavens, everyone forgotten. The intensity of the moment was completely overwhelming. She was powerless to stop the raging tempest inside her. Caught in the flood of emotions, her orgasm surged through her like a tidal wave crashing upon the shore and washing away everything in its path.

Ethan had been driven to the brink as Miya hit the height of her orgasm. Her contracting muscles tightened around his cock, milking him and suddenly, there was no coming back. His body shuddered from head to foot and he emitted a throaty growl as he came.

Anthony, who was now kneeling beside Autumn, watched in silent awe as their glistening bodies quaked; their chests heaved with each ragged gasp for air as Ethan and Miya tried desperately to regain some kind of control. Anthony loved the way a few wisps of Miya”s dark and wild hair clung to her beautiful face. Although Miya kept her eyes closed, he knew she could feel everyone”s gaze upon her. She seemed to be indulging in the great command of attention she had.

Seeing her in the throes of passion had always been a great pleasure for Anthony, and this was no exception. But now, as she opened her eyes and looked at him, he saw a veritable wealth of love and adoration. The immense satisfaction, the look of perfect ecstasy in her eyes, let him know that this very moment had been the reason for the weeks of careful planning. Suddenly the wall of their charade came crashing down. They could no longer hide the true nature of their relationship. Like a moth drawn to a flame, each was being pulled into the other, leaning forward, and kissing more deeply than ever. For a brief second, their souls soared as one.

The sound of Autumn clearing her throat softly jolted them back to reality. When they pulled away from one another, Anthony and Miya were prepared for hurt-filled eyes, or angry faces. Instead what they saw were amused but slightly bewildered smiles watching them. Miya glanced at Anthony, and winked at him, knowing the rest of the night would be limited only by their imaginations.

I stopped moving, giving Tammy time to get used to my cock. Soon, I took Tammy’s hand, and placed it on her pussy. I took a hold of her hand, and slowly started to glide the fingertips over her clit and further down, to her soaking wet pussy. Soon, Tammy was moving her hand on her own, and I started to move my hips again, trying to slowly sink more of my cock into her ass.

By now, I had all but the last couple of inches in Tammy’s tight, hot ass. Tammy was rubbing herself harder and faster now, and started to slide her fingers towards her wet pussy. I started to take deeper strokes, and Tammy slid two fingers into her pussy.

I was holding on to Tammy’s hips, as I started to fuck her tight little ass with gusto. She had two fingers buried in herself, and I had my cock buried in her ass.

As I was fucking her, feeling her muscles squeeze me, Tammy started to moan. “Oh, my god,” she started. “Oh, yes. That feels SO good!”

Suddenly, Tammy’s eyes flew open, and she whispered, “Ohh, nooo …” as she slid her fingers out of her pussy, and started to rub her clit quickly.

“Oh no,” she whispered again. “Oh no oh no.”

She stopped rubbing, and whispered, one more time, “Oh, nooo …”

Tammy stopped moving, and I stopped thrusting. I just wiggled, bumped, and bounced, as I watched Tammy. She moaned softly, “Ohhhh ….”, as I watched her gush from her pussy, soaking my cock as it was sliding in and out of her ass.

This whole sight was too much for me, and I started to fuck Tammy’s ass quickly. “Oh yes,” I said softly. “I’m going to cum.” I looked up where I knew Lynn was standing, and said again, “I’m gonna cum.”

“Oh, yeah,” Tammy moaned. “Cum for me baby. Cum in my ass.”

I didn’t have to be told twice, and fucked her as fast as I could, which only lasted a couple of seconds, and buried my cock as deep into her ass as I could, as I blasted a load of cum deep into her bowels.

“Oh my god!” Tammy wailed. “I can feel you! I can feel you cum . Oh my god, I’m going to cum again!”

As she gasped and shook, another smaller load squirted from her pussy, and coated her ass and my cock. I shook, and tried to catch my breath, as my cock slowly deflated in her ass.

As my soft cock slid from her ass, I lay down next to Tammy, and took her in my arms.

“Oh my god,” Tammy whispered. “I have never felt anything like that.”

“Either have I baby, either have I,” I whispered back to her.

“I didn’t know that you squirted,” I told her, cradling her in my arms.

“Either did I,” Tammy responded quietly, getting comfortable.

As we lay there, I thought that I could still faintly hear Lynn breathing, until I heard her door softly close.