Future of Porn

Chapter 1

It had been a couple of years since we had moved into this nice older suburban neighborhood. Large well-trimmed lawns fronted each property that featured mostly four-bedroom two-story homes. After several moves to find the right place, we were convinced that we had found a home. After our move, everyone had made an effort to welcome us and after that left us pretty much alone, which is how we like it. We’d wave to passing neighbors and spend a few minutes now and then chatting over the fence with those next door, but most were quiet, especially those across the street from us.

I had met only the man of the house, a little older than myself, shortly after moving in. I later heard that his wife was something of an invalid who needed to be kept on some sort of medical equipment most of the time. When summer came the first year, I was out doing some yard work when a Jeep pulled up playing some loud rock music. Out hopped a trim young woman.

“Whoo!” she shouted as she threw her arms into the air. “Home at last!”

When she began to unload some baggage from the Jeep I figured it must be their daughter home from college. While carrying in a couple of boxes she stopped and glanced over in my direction.

“You know, you really should move those roses farther apart,” she shouted over. “They need more room than that.”

I looked down at the flowerbed that I was cultivating. Maybe the rose bushes could be farther apart but they seemed to be thriving just as they were. What a brat, I thought. I later found out that my hunch about the young woman was correct only that she had graduated from MSU and was returning home to find work. In appearance, she was more cute than pretty but there was something about the way she walked that caught my fancy and I came to look forward to my “sightings” of her.

Now mind you I’m married with a couple of young kids and have never messed around, although I maybe had the chance a couple of times. It doesn’t mean that I don’t have an eye for the ladies, which I do, but that I’m a pretty average looking guy and certainly not the dreamboat kind that women fall all over. I’ve always considered myself pretty lucky to have caught and kept the woman I’m with, although since the kids came along she hasn’t seemed all that interested in certain things as she was when we were first going out, if you know what I mean. And when that happens, it can’t help but make just about any other woman look a little more intriguing than she might otherwise appear.

Some time later, I caught the cat from across the street in my flowerbed and chased it out. When she heard my shouts, the girl came running out to save her little Fluffy or Muffy or whatever its name was. Dressed in a short little gray t-shirt and white shorts she scooped up her kitty and held it close to her trim young body. It was then that I noticed that she wasn’t wearing a bra and that her firm breasts pointed upward.

“You didn’t have to be so rough on Grover,” she said admonishing me. “He wasn’t hurting anything.”

“Have you seen what he did to my flowerbed?” I replied, waving my hand at the uprooted flowers and holes dug all over the place.

“Yeah, and you really need to move those roses farther apart,” she said in return.

What a brat, I thought. But then, there was a pert almost defiant look on her face that for some reason I also found captivating. She looked really young to me with her clear smooth complexion and her intense dark eyes and her light brown hair swirling about her face.

“Just try to keep Clover out of my flowers, all right,” I finally said, after realizing that I was sort of checking her out.

“It’s Grover, and there isn’t much I can do,” she said, pressing him closer to her firms little tits. “He’s pretty independent.”

“Whatever,” I said.

She took her cat and began to move back across the street. Just as she was about to step into the street she stopped and looked around as if to confirm that I was checking out her tight little ass wiggling in the tight white shorts. I could have sworn a little smile appeared on her face for a moment before she turned back and took Grover back home.

Some time later, I believe it was on a Friday or Saturday night, I was putting away some tools after doing some maintenance on one of the cars, when she and what I supposed was a girlfriend came out of the house ready to go out on the town. She was wearing these super-tight black pants and a blue top that clung tightly to her, showing off her every curve. Her friend was a tall pale girl with thick wavy blonde hair who was dressed a little more modestly. Before she climbed into the Jeep, I could see my cute little neighbor tilt her head back and take one last swig from a Budweiser longneck. She tossed it in the back of the Jeep and buzzed off with her friend.

Then there was the hot Saturday in the late summer when I had finished all of my chores and sat like an old Polack on a lawn chair in the shade just inside the garage door. Being a Saturday in the summer, I liked to spend the day weeding and cultivating the flowerbeds, trimming the lawn, doing the odds and ends that always need attention when you own a house. It helped me unwind from the workaday business world that consumed me the rest of the week. When I was done, it was something of a custom with me that my wife knew better than to rid me of. I’d sit out in shade of the garage and take long slow sips of a cold one and look over my well-trimmed lawn and hedges and think the great thoughts that came my way.

My thoughtful reverie was suddenly disturbed by the sound of the neighbor’s garage door going up. Soon enough I could see the young cutie manhandling the lawnmower outside and getting it ready to mow. As she bent over to fill the tank with gas, I couldn’t help but notice her cutoff Levis that were short enough to show off the southern hemispheres of her tight little ass and the three-finger wide window of space between her slender thighs. I almost got a hard on just watching her fill the tank.

Once she got the mower moving, she started on the back yard so I couldn’t keep track of her except for the sound of the lawn mower. By the time she reappeared in the side yard, the heat of the afternoon had clearly taken its toll on her. Her little white t-shirt was clinging to her as if it had been sprayed on, so that the dark tips of her braless breasts were quite visible. Ooh, second hard on of the afternoon, I thought, and sufficient reason to quickly fetch another cold beer for the next act of the show.

By the time I returned, she had stopped the mower and gotten herself a cold bottle of water. She took small little sips from it, occasionally holding the cold bottle to her forehead to help cool down. Then she held the bottle up above her forehead and poured the remainder onto her face and the back of her neck. I’m sure that my jaw dropped as she let it flow down over her sweaty body, making the t-shirt even more transparent. Maybe she couldn’t see me sitting here the shade of my garage, maybe she could but wanted to put on a show anyway. Whatever her motives, as I settled back into my chair, it wasn’t the great thoughts of the day that occupied my mind any longer, it was the vision of this cute neighbor buzzing her lawnmower back and forth just across the street from me with her sopping wet t-shirt clinging to her lean curves.

Her sweet little pointy tits bobbled with every move of the mower. Her light brown ponytail swung back and forth with each step. She paused every other pass and wiped the sweat from her brow. Once she was finished, she parked the mower just outside the garage and went over to the garden hose. After taking a long swig of hose water she turned the nozzle on her hot body and let the cool spray flow over her chest and down her backside. She dropped the nozzle and ran her hands up through her hair brushing the stray wet strands that clung to her face back into place. With her arms raised upward, she paused for a moment, tilted her head back and shook it back and forth.

When her head stopped her face was looking straight at me. She paused for a minute or more. Was she looking at me or trying to make out if it was me in the shadows or not? I remained still for a moment and then decided to move out into the sun so that it wasn’t like I was peeping or anything creepy. I strolled down my driveway, beer in hand, and stopped near the street. She stood at the side of her driveway hands on her hips.

“You know, you’re not supposed to cut your grass in the heat of the day,” I called out, trying to sound friendly and neighborly.

“Yeah, and you’re not supposed to be gawking at the neighbors either,” she said, sounding neither friendly nor neighborly, and obviously now well aware of the show she had been putting on for me.

“Hey, I was out here first,” I said, mimicking her bratty voice.

“Well, next time you want a show, try the Silver Slipper on Monday nights.”

“Yeah, but the showgirls aren’t as cute and sweet and spontaneous as you are.”

“I suppose that’s supposed to be a compliment.”

“Of the highest kind,” I replied.

She stood for a moment longer, hands still on hips, but her anger seemed to fade.

“Well, maybe next time, if I know you’re there I’ll give you a better show.”

I laughed out loud and crossed the street.

“I meant what I said about mowing the lawn in the middle of the day,” I said. “You’ve got a good lawn going here and I’d hate for you to ruin it.”

“Well maybe you can teach me about lawns if you’ll let me teach you about roses,” she said, her anger and temperature both obviously cooling down.

“Sounds like a deal,” I said.

We chatted each other up for a few minutes. Her parents were gone for the week up to Minnesota for her mother’s treatments and her father wanted her to cut the lawn no matter what. I told her that she should always be aware of my favorite spot on Saturday afternoons.

“You know, it felt like someone was watching me, but I had no idea who,” she said with a giggle.

“Hey, I’m sorry, but I wasn’t trying to be a creep or anything,” I said apologetically. “I’m just human.”

“That’s okay,” she replied.

She must have been aware that her sopping wet t-shirt and cutoff shorts were plastered to her supple little body, but she didn’t make any attempt to cover herself up. In fact as she was trying to manhandle the mower back into the garage, it seemed to slip out of her grasp and I jumped over to help her steady it. For a brief moment I felt her lean back into me, pressing her damp backside against me. She looked at me closely and intently but neither of us said a word.

This scenario thus became a regular weekly feature the rest of the summer. Weather permitting, early each Saturday afternoon I’d take up my position in the garage and she would mow the lawn, even if her folks were home or not. I imagine her old man must have wondered why all of a sudden she was volunteering for lawn duty. But then, if he was like me, he wouldn’t have asked silly questions.

Her outfits varied from week to week. She wore the shorts with a tank top then a halter-top. Then there was the white shorts and white sports bra. The routine was basically the same, the basic lawn cutting followed by a quick shower under the garden hose. Each week her little “act” would get a bit more daring and explicit; she’d stick the hose down the crotch of her shorts or up her shirt; she’s rub the cool water all over herself making sure her outfit was thoroughly wet and transparent. When she was through she took a little bow and I would applaud. She’d give me a little wave and disappear into her house.

Once during the week, I was out taking my traditional evening walk when I nearly ran into her and her friend roller blading. They both looked kind of sweet in their tank tops and skimpy shorts and their safety gear, helmets, pads, etc. She pulled up short and motioned to her friend to stop.

“Howdy, neighbor,” I called out.

“Well, hello,” she said. “I didn’t expect to see you here.”

“What no garden hose?” I cracked.

She gave me a little slap on the shoulder.

“This is my friend Gretchen,” she said presenting her blonde friend who sported a terrific big smile. “I’m trying to teach her how to roller blade.”

“Nice to meet you,” I said to her friend with the big smile. “Now I know one thing about her that I don’t know about you.”

“What’s that?”

“Her name.”

We both laughed.

“You know, that’s right,” she said putting her hand up to cover her laugh. “This is the guy I do my little show for when I mow the lawn. I only think of you as Mr. Neighbor Guy.”

“Well, let me correct that,” I said extending my hand. “I’m Johnny Porter, the friendly and appreciative neighbor.”

“I’m Lauren,” she replied taking my hand. “Lauren Mills.”

“So what do you do for a living?” asked Gretchen.

“I’m an art critic. I specialize in performance art.”

“Huh?” said Lauren.

“No actually I’m a sales manager for an electronics company,” I said.

They caught on to my little joke and laughed. We chatted for a few more minutes and moved on our separate ways. I couldn’t help but watch as they rolled down the street how cute their young butts were in their little shorts, their cheeks bobbing just below the hem. I could barely hear their voices as they moved away.

“So he’s married?” asked Gretchen.

“Yeah, I think so. But so what,” was Lauren’s reply. “He’s a nice guy.”

The next Saturday was hotter than ever and Lauren was daring enough to wear a little bikini. Actually she came out wearing a t-shirt and shorts, but when she got around to the front of the house, she pulled them off to reveal the little black swimsuit. She made sure that the back of the suit was pulled up the crack of her ass like a thong. She didn’t finish even half of the front lawn before she was over to the garden hose. At first she gave herself a quick shower, then held the spray closer and slower and let the cooling water flow down her chest. She pulled the front of the bottom out and let the water run down to cool her twat. She then pulled the cups of her top aside to rinse off each little tit. As she did so, she looked right over at me and smiled. She dropped the hose nozzle and took her time rearranging her suit top and bottom.

She returned to the mowing job abut paused once more before she was finished to repeat the same bit, but in a slightly different order, and this time she made sure that I could see her pointy little tits quite clearly as she let the hose water flow down over her. When she was finished she quickly shoved the mower into the garage and practically ran to the hose and held the nozzle over her head and doused herself thoroughly. When she went to rinse off her little tits, she looked both ways down the street and whipped her top up over her head and wriggled her shoulders, wiggling her tits in the process. She grasped at her suit bottom and looked as if she were about to drop her drawers, but the sound of an approaching vehicle caused her to grab her top and run quickly into the house.

The notion that maybe our little bit was getting out of hand crossed my mind. If the neighbors or her folks, or my wife caught on, we could both be in some deep shit. So it was probably just as well that my family was going on a north woods camping trip the following week and I would miss my little weekly show.

Chapter 2

For the week after my family came back from vacation, I didn’t see Lauren’s Jeep in the driveway and figured that she was probably away as well. On the week after that, my wife took the kids up to her best friend’s cottage for a long weekend and since I didn’t have any extra vacation time I stayed at home. So come Saturday when I noticed that Lauren’s Jeep was parked in the driveway, I made my usual rounds of gardening and household chores early so I wouldn’t miss my favorite show. But about 11 o’clock a couple of cars pulled up in front of the neighbor’s house. One was the silver VW bug that I recognized as belonging to her friend Gretchen. The other was a Focus that obviously belonged to another friend of hers. Two young women emerged and walked with Gretchen up to the front door. I couldn’t help but notice that they were dressed for the beach before they disappeared inside a moment or two later.

It didn’t look as if I’d get my show today, and especially after missing it the week before and having the house all to myself. Just my luck, I thought to myself. So I took my time finishing up and popped into the shower to clean up. Maybe I could give one of my buddies a call a little later on so we could go out tonight and raise a little hell. I had a bite of lunch and decided to wash the minivan. After changing into a pair of cutoff shorts and getting the sponges and towels out I strolled outside to get started. As I wetted down the van with my garden hose, I noticed that all of the girls’ cars were still parked around Lauren’s house.

“Hey, neighbor! You can wash mine when you’re done!” came a shout from across the street.

I looked up to see Lauren and her friends gathered on her front porch.

“You know, I’m feeling sort of lazy today, so why don’t you ladies come over and finish the job for me?” I called back.

“Nah! I think you’d enjoy that a little too much,” Lauren replied. “I wouldn’t want you to embarrass yourself. Besides it’s about time you gave me a show!”

For some reason I felt my cheeks blush at the thought and immediately went back to washing the van. But then, as I thought about it, what harm would it do? I did have a skimpy pair of cutoffs on, my tan was in good shape from sitting around the pool all summer, and since I was in pretty decent shape for a guy my age (probably twice theirs), maybe a little playful fun wouldn’t hurt. So when I got around to the back of the van, I made sure that they got a good view of my butt; when spaying the soap off, I made sure that I doused myself real well. Actually, the cool spray felt good on such a hot summer day, and I heard a bit of chatter from my audience across the street.

“So what are you ladies up to on such a nice day?” I called out as I set the sponge aside in favor of a towel.

“We’re waiting for a friend to take us out on her daddy’s boat,” Lauren replied. Her friend nudged her and said something “And by the way, neighbor, you missed a spot in the back.”

“Where?” I shouted.

“Way down in the back,” her friend called out.

I grabbed the sponge and watered it up and re-washed the lift gate and bumper.

“Still dirty,” called out another friend.

So I bent way over and barely swiped it the van but made sure they got a good shot of my ass and even wiggled it to make sure they knew that their jig was up. They giggled and applauded. After I was done toweling the van dry, I slung the towel over a shoulder and walked across the street.

“Nice tan, neighbor,” Lauren said.

“Same to you,” I said, then noticed that the others were much more pale than Lauren. “Looks like your friends have some catching up to do.”

“That’s what we have in mind,” said one of the girls, a long lean dishwater blonde.

“So what kind of boat is this you’re going out on?” I asked.

“I don’t know exactly,” Lauren replied.

“A big one,” remarked the other friend. “A Hatteras, whatever that means.”

“Those are nice boats,” I said being vaguely familiar with them.

“Johnny, have you met Cindy and Beth?” Lauren asked.

“No, I haven’t,” I replied smiling at the two lovely young women.

Cindy was a pretty little dishwater blonde with a long lean body; Beth was more full-figured than the others. They smiled and waved to me. I became aware that Beth had her eyes glued on my crotch. At first I thought of turning away, but then decided to remain facing her.

“I even bought a new suit just for this trip,” Lauren said. “Want to see it?”

“Love it,” I answered honestly. As she stepped over closer to me I realized she was carrying two colored bottles and that steam was coming out of the mouth of the darker colored one. I had to ask. “You want to tell me what”s supposed to happen here?”

“What do you mean?” she asked innocently. The question was followed by a giggle so I knew that she was toying with me. I heard her put the bottles down on a small shelf that was mounted to one side of the massage table and then I felt her hands tugging at my towel until I shifted my hips and she pulled it off.

“I mean, I expected a massage but nothing sexual,” I replied, trying to sound serious. At this point I was good for anything, but I wanted to force her into telling me what I could or couldn”t do.

Moving in front of me, with her pussy right in my face due to the height of the table, Cindy lifted my chin in her hand so that our eyes met. “Nothing sexual will happen,” she said, sounding totally serious. “Mary has paid me to give you a full body massage therapy treatment and that is exactly what I intend to do.” She could see the questions in my eyes stemming from our nudity and the implications. Before I could ask, she answered. “The therapy requires you to be naked so that I can do my job, and I often find that my clients are more comfortable with their own nudity if I”m naked as well. Make sense?” she asked with a raised eyebrow. I nodded my head and she released my chin. Well, I thought disappointed, at least now I knew what the game plan was.

Nodding at my understanding, Cindy moved to begin doing her job. The steaming bottle turned out to be a strawberry scented massage oil that she used. I love a good massage – foot rub – back rub – hell, anything I can get. I was very much looking forward to this full body treatment. Cindy started at my feet and it would have tickled if it wasn”t so uncomfortable. I had forgotten what “deep tissue” means and could feel the discomfort as her strong hands began to separate and relax the muscles.

Cindy started with my right foot – worked up my right calf – and finished up (on that leg) with my thigh. To do what she needed, I had to move my thighs just slightly apart and my cock, which had just begun to relax, began to stiffen again at the thought of this lovely lady looking at my balls and whatever of my shaft she might be able to see. When Cindy was working on my right thigh, the discomfort of the massage was off-set by the contact of the back of her hands against my scrotum. She was rubbing the inside of my thigh in a circular pattern and her hands were brushing against my balls in a fairly regular fashion. The room was warm so my sack was sagging, but my cock was growing stiffer by the moment. I was almost disappointed when she finished with my right leg.

Moving over to my left foot, she repeated the process, and my erection grew some more as I felt her eyes looking up between my legs once again. Maybe she really wasn”t – and maybe she saw enough naked men that she really didn”t care – but my manhood was feeling the weight of her eyes, probably because my imagination was running wild.

Finished with my left leg Cindy moved to stand beside the table on my right side and began to massage my butt. Most folks don”t think about it, but the gluteus maximus is the largest muscle group in the human body. Cindy used both hands, and her elbow, to relax the right half of my ass before moving around to the other side and doing the same to the left cheek. I spent a lot of that time feeling my cheeks being spread as she massaged and having the most private part of your body so blatantly exposed really gets your attention. I was silently thankful for the thorough cleansing that Mary had given me in the shower, as well as for my deodorant and cologne. Cindy”s fingers passed awfully closed to my puckered brown hole and I had to question her statement about nothing sexual in this massage. When she announced that she was finished with my “derriere” and moved away without any stimulation to my backdoor, I assumed that she had been serious and I was making up my own misunderstandings. What happened next, didn”t help me out.

I heard some movements and metal against metal sounds and I raised my head to look back and down the sides of the massage table. Cindy was mounting two pedestals on each side of the table right about where my hips were. “What”s that for?” I had to ask.

“You”ll see…” she giggled. “Or more accurately, you”ll feel. Now put your head back down and relax.” I obeyed and she continued on with her work. I heard her moving around and some shuffling of bottles. The scent of strawberries was strong in the air and I wondered if that was her normal oil or if Mary had told her that I had a fondness for strawberries. Strawberry shortcake is my favorite desert, and I love to lick strawberry cream from Mary”s…

What was going on here? I felt the whole table shift as if Cindy had climbed on. And moments later I learned that she had done exactly that. I realized it when I felt her thighs on the backs of mine and the moistness of her sex settle against my ass. Her very short pubic hair tickled and pocked my butt cheeks as she moved to position herself for the remainder of the massage – for my back half anyway. Nothing sexual about this? My mind raged and my cock sprung to attention. Nothing sexual my ass. She was playing games. Did Mary put her up to this? Only time would tell.

As Cindy began to work on my back, from her position straddling my butt, her pussy moved in a regular motion against me… I could regularly feel her pubic hair as it scraped, poked or tickled my skin, and the moisture that seemed to drip from her thin inner lips was smeared around by her puffy outer lips. My every thought was about how different things would be if I was laying on my back, but the pressure of her body on my body and the combination forcing my hard cock into the vinyl of the massage table made things damned uncomfortable.

It took quite a few minutes for Cindy to work my back and those minutes were agonizing. Not only is the deep tissue massage pretty uncomfortable on the back, but it was torturous to have her wet sex slapping and rubbing against me constantly. I could feel my cockhead oozing precum onto the surface of the massage table and I knew that pretty soon she was going to tell me to roll over. What then?

Within moments that order came, but I wasn”t prepared for it. I felt her climb off the table and then looked up to see her standing directly in front of me. That put her wet pussy right in my face. She was literally dripping wet. Her inner lips were enlarged and bright pink. Her outer lips were swollen and puffy red from having been rubbed against my ass. The insides of her thighs were shiny with her juices – the juices that she”d moved so as to rub all over her pussy and thighs. It was all intentional I realized. Was this part of the massage? As she stood there in front of me, her pussy on display, she told me to roll over. The moment of truth had somewhat arrived. I was rock hard and oozing precum. If this wasn”t supposed to be sexual, I was going to be quite embarrassed. If it was, then things were going to get out of hand. I knew which way I was hoping things would go. I hadn”t moved fast enough and Cindy felt the need to reassure me.

“Come on, come on,” she said with a smile in her voice. “I”ve seen them all. Big, long, small, short, fat, thin, big head, little head… soft and hard… if you have something I haven”t seen before, I”ll let you know.”

“Okay,” I thought. “The challenge is thrown out there… see what she has to say and do.” With that thought, I rolled over, feeling my cockhead smear my precum even more against the massage table. Then I was on my back with my shaft pointing skyward – all about seven inches of it – swollen and stiff – with a glistening bulbous head due to the precum that was all over it – and a pair of relaxed shaven balls. As I looked up at Cindy, upside down now due to my position, I realized two things. I could almost see INTO her cunt and there was a look of total lust and surprise on her face.

“Wow,” she said as she stepped around the table. “There”s one I”ve never seen before.” I felt her hand reach out to grasp my length and I gasped at the intense pleasure of such a simple contact. “Mary said you had a nice cock, but damn…” Her words trailed away and I found out immediately why… because she couldn”t talk and suck dick at the same time. Not sexual, eh? She had been playing games with me.

Cindy was quite skilled at giving head and there was nothing relaxing about the way she went about it. Her hand aggressively stroked the full length as it came out of and then went into her mouth. She bobbed her head vigorously and I could feel my swollen knob banging into the back of her throat on every down stroke. It was quite the glorious sensation and not a bad sight to see either. Enjoying the “massage”, I relaxed and let her suck my cock for about five minutes. I knew I wouldn”t cum fast, but I also knew that Mary said she”d be back in about an hour and I wasn”t entirely sure how much of this had received her blessing. As my thoughts clouded from the pleasure of Cindy”s mouth, I belatedly realized that this entire thing had been set up and that this was another gift from Mary: she had set Cindy up to give me an excellent back massage and then to suck me off. How thoughtful of her. But my gift was more than that as I was about to find out.

I had forgotten about everything except the overwhelming sensations of this beautiful woman”s mouth on my manhood. Reality began to coalesce as she popped her mouth off my dick and climbed up so that her feet were now on those metal shelves she”d originally knelt on to rub my back. Their placement was perfect so that, as she squatted, her pussy dropped directly down to my throbbing member. As I watched, Cindy reached down to grasp my shaft, and lined up my cockhead with the dripping opening of her sex. As she rubbed the swollen knob back and forth between her inner lips, smearing her juices onto me, she looked down at me and smiled as she said, “This is a gift from both Mary and I. She wanted you to enjoy a completely uncommitted, no strings, zero effort fuck – and I”m it. My gift to you is to fuck you to orgasm with no energy on your part…” Her hand was still working my cockhead between her pussy lips and it was distracting me from what she was saying. “I”m going to ride you until you cum and you don”t have to worry about whether or not I cum, getting me pregnant, how long or how short it takes – or anything else. Just lie there and enjoy having my cunt milk the cum out of her your cock.”

What that she relaxed her legs and let her body drop so that my full seven inch shaft went from just the head rubbing in her wetness, to my balls nestled against her ass. A deep groan escaped her throat as her pussy adjusted to the penetration and a matching moan escaped mine as my cock went from cool dry air to hot wet pussy in about a tenth of a second.

Before Cindy did any riding up and down, she spent a number of minutes just grinding her pussy down onto me – humping her hips back and forth – and it was delightful to feel the head of my cock stirring deep inside her. As I looked up at her, I saw her eyes glaze over with pleasure and then close as she seemed to lose herself to another realm… one where only the pleasure in her pussy existed and everything else faded away.

Over the course of the next twenty minutes Cindy proved how fit she really was. I never moved as she bounced up and down on my length, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, but always all the way up until only the head was still inside of her wetness and then back down until there was no more for her to take. As she rode her hands took care of her body – when she wasn”t using them to brace herself on me. I watched as she cupped and caressed her breasts. I was surprised to see how hard she pinched and pulled her nipples, turning them and stretching them until they seemed to stand out more than a half inch. I watched as she rubbed her clit hard and fast, bringing herself to multiple orgasms, all the while continuing to ride my cock. When she came on me I could feel her cunt spasm as her vaginal muscles clutched and milked my cock.

When my orgasm finally began to approach my cock swelled a little more and I guess Cindy could feel it. Her eyes opened and she smiled a sweaty smile down at me… “Yes,” she groaned as our eyes met. “Pump me full of your hot cum… fill my cunt with your juice.” A few seconds later I did exactly that, howling out my pleasure as my swollen manhood spit rope after thick sticky rope of cum against her cervix. When she felt my cock begin to pulse, she planted herself down on me as hard as she could, even reaching down to the sides of the table and pulling herself down even harder. My cock”s never been that deep inside a woman when I”ve cum before – but she seemed to like it.

Just as my orgasm was fading, I heard the door open and Mary”s voice as she walked in. Seeing Cindy hunched on top of me, Mary giggled and asked, “How”s my timing? Do I get a show or are you guys almost finished?” It took us a few minutes before either of us could answer.

Cindy got the words out first. With a proud smile on her face she said, “He”s finished and finished well. I can feel his heat spreading inside me.”

“Feels delicious, doesn”t it?” Mary asked in a conspiratorial voice.

“Yeeesssss,” Cindy moaned out, humping her hips some more to feel my cock stir my juices into her cunt.

Mary was standing at the head of the massage table now and bent down to smile at me. Giving me a long passionate tongue-filled kiss, she moved back up and said, “Happy Birthday again, baby.”

“Thank you so much,” I smiled back.

“Yes,” Cindy agreed. “Thank you. Let me know anytime you need me to give him a massage.” It did my ego good to hear that, but I doubted there would be another time. If we repeated the experience it wouldn”t have the same intensity and would therefore lose some of it”s value as a special gift.

I saw Mary look down at my crotch and I moved my eyes to follow the direction of her gaze. Cindy lifted her sex off my now-softening length and we got a good look as some of my cum fell out of her. It didn”t ooze… it didn”t trickle… it was a significant amount and flowed out freely – all over my cock. Cindy was looking down as well and saw what her body had spilled onto mine – a fair turn of events since my body had spilled it into hers. Looking back up and Mary and I, Cindy said, “Let me clean that up for you.” I was expecting her to get a towel, but instead she adjusted her position lower on the table and then put her head down to my crotch. Within just a few minutes she had sucked and licked up all the cum that had fallen out of her and had cleaned my cock of most of our combined juices that had spread while she rode me. When she was done, she got off the table and gave Mary a hug and then me a quick kiss. “Let me show you to the shower,” she said, and began to stride off. I had to follow quickly.

Mary came into the bathroom while I showered and we chit chatted idly. She asked if I had enjoyed the gift and I assured her that I most definitely had. I asked her what had motivated her to give it to me and she answered, “Just because.” Our sex life often involved her fucking other men and I think that this was, in some small way, a way for her to say Thank You.

After I”d showered I dressed and we met Cindy at the door on our way out. She was once again wearing the white teri-cloth robe. She gave me a big hug and told me that she hoped I had enjoyed my gift. She assured me that she had and invited me back anytime Mary approved. I thanked her as well, assuring her of how much I HAD enjoyed the gift and telling her that if I was going to come back, Mary would call. Both of us had left it in Mary”s control and she seemed pleased with that.

As Mary and I walked hand in hand down to the elevator, I heard Cindy close and lock the door behind us. “What now?” I asked my beautiful sexy lover.

“Now we have a movie to see,” she answered me. “Then we”re going to go home and… relax.” The way she hesitated before she said “relaxed” made me pretty sure that relaxation wasn”t on the schedule. But I also knew that whatever she had planned would be a great deal of fun and certainly enjoyable. I kept my mouth shut and was soon rewarded for that. As soon as we were in the elevator Mary pulled me into a deep embrace and my mouth was soon full of her tongue… not a bad way to be.

The movie proved a good idea. Sitting as close as the stadium seating in the theater would allow, we enjoyed a small bag of buttered popcorn and a soda. In spite of the sexual pleasures we”d both enjoyed through the day thus far, we enjoyed teasing each other throughout the movie as well. I had thought about asking her to wear the butterfly vibrator again, but I didn”t want to make her pussy so sensitive that I couldn”t touch it later. And I definitely planned on touching – licking, sucking, tongue-fucking – her shaven sex at some point later that day. Little did I know that she had something similar planned.

By the time the movie ended it was early evening and we were both hungry for dinner. Mary suggested that we get some Chinese food so as to not put something really heavy on our stomachs and I was okay with that. The added beauty of the Chinese dinner was that it was prepared quickly and easy to eat, so we”d still be getting home with plenty of time to enjoy the evening.

Forty-five minutes later we”d both eaten and were once again heading home. At the house, Mary told me to get comfortable in the family room. We”d recently purchased a large screen (62″!) plasma screen television that was a treat to watch movies on. Only once had we had the opportunity to watch a porn film on it, but it was a delight for that too. The surround sound speaker system really enhanced the moans, groans and sloppy sounds of sex when we had watched the fuck flick together. In fact, in one scene, we could hear the splattering of a guy”s cum on the actresses belly at the climax of the fuck. We had both giggled at that, but I had noticed just how hot it had made Mary to see AND hear the cum shot.

Knowing exactly what she had meant by “get comfortable”, I stripped down and relaxed onto the sofa. Mary had disappeared back into the bedroom and I was being patient, knowing that she had some other surprise for me. Maybe she had rented a porn video that featured some new sex act that she wanted us to try – or more likely, wanted to surprise me with. What I got was far from what I expected, but was in no way disappointing.

Mary returned wearing a white teri-cloth robe – and nothing else I suspected. The robe ended just below her crotch and was tide loosely so that plenty of her bosom was exposed. As always, I marveled at her fantastic legs and nice firm ass as I watched her set up the DVD player. Before turning it on, she came to sit beside me and turned to face me, our eyes meeting and hers showing a very serious look.

“What”s going on?” I asked, recognizing the look on her face as my cock began to wilt.

Her face remained quite serious. “I just wanted to take a moment to talk to you about the past four years.” I knew that four years covered just about all the time that we”d known each other and I wondered if this was going to be good or bad. She continued. “When we first started seeing each other I had a lot of hang ups. “Good girls don”t do this” or “Good girls don”t do that”. The problem was that I wanted to do all those things and the guilt of my desires was eating me up.”

“But we”ve worked through a lot of that,” I said. “You”ve learned that most of everything you wanted, or want, to do is just part of a healthy sexual appetite from a healthy adult woman. There”s nothing wrong with it.”

“Right,” she agreed, her face beginning to smile. “But it took a lot of patience and at least three of those years to get me relaxed with the idea of enjoying my body and not being ashamed of my desires.” She paused to take a big breath and let it out before continuing. “The biggest part of my change in attitude was the constant positive outlook you had about me, my body and my fantasies. The encouragement you gave me to pursue them, to make them real, to enjoy my body in every way I wanted without any shame, is the biggest reason I am who I am today and why I manage to enjoy sex now more than I ever have before in my life.”

I smiled a big smile. “It was pure torture at times,” I joked with her. “But worth it in the end.”

“Figuratively and literally,” she replied, making reference to the fact that we”d also learned how much she enjoys anal sex during our time together.

“So what”s this all about?” I asked, wondering why she”d brought this up just as she was going to surprise me with a porn film – or so I thought.

“So I wanted to find a way to truly thank you for the help and patience you”ve given me. I wanted to find a way to show you how much I enjoy what you”ve helped me learn and do it in a way that showed you how far we”ve come both together and as individuals.”

“Okay,” I said slowly, still confused. Thinking about the DVD player and the television I asked, “So did you find a movie about a woman who explores her sexuality with help from her man or what?”

“Kind of,” she grinned. “Just understand that this is my way of saying thank you to you and I hope you really enjoy it. I didn”t rent this. It”s yours to keep whether you like it or not; whether we stay together or not; whether we ever do any of these things or not. It”s just my way of showing you how much I appreciate the sexual freedom you”ve helped me learn to have.”

“I understand,” I said seriously. Then I asked, “Are there any rules? Am I allowed to touch you or myself while we watch?” She thought about that for a minute before answering.

“You aren”t allowed to touch anything,” she said with a grin. “If I think you need some relief, I”ll take care of it for you. K?”

“Yes, ma”am,” I replied. I was sure that it would get frustrating, but I was also sure that cumming as a result of Mary”s attentions was always better than cumming as a result of my own hand. With that thought on my mind, I sat back to relax and watch as Mary started the DVD player, pushing the appropriate button on the remote. As it began to play, she sat back with me and snuggled her robed body over against my naked one.

On the television screen production credits began to roll and I realized that this was a movie made by a company that I”d never heard of before. “PPG” was stylized into the company graphic followed by “XXX Productions Tailored For Individuals.” It made me think that Mary had found a company where she could order a porn that would very specifically match some movie in their archives with whatever type of movie she said she was looking for. It was more than that, as I would soon learn.

On screen, a hotel room faded into focus with a king size bed in the middle of the screen. No people could be seen, but voices could be heard off camera. Within a few moments, much to my huge surprise, my Mary stepped in front of the camera and sat down on the foot of the bed. Centered in the viewing frame, Mary was wearing a black thong panty and a demi-cut bra. Her breasts were held high and her nipples were very obviously erect. Her face and neck were flushed and I thought that it might have been from being embarrassed. After all, I realized immediately, she was on camera and there were still other voices in the room. Someone was filming this for her and someone had done some editing to put it onto DVD. My sweet Mary, sitting next to me… I looked over at her and saw the big grin on her face… “Quit looking at me,” she said, using her fingers to push my chin over so that I was looking back at the screen. “Watch the movie.” I didn”t feel any need to argue.

On screen, Mary began to talk to the camera, and through the camera, to me. “Just so you know when I”m making this, I”m in Vegas.” I remembered Mary traveling out to Las Vegas several months earlier on business. “I want to give you something on your birthday that you”ll never forget, and I was having a hard time figuring out what. This evening I met a gentleman who asked me if I”d ever been in a porno film, and this idea came to me. This isn”t for distribution. No one will ever see it except those who helped produce it, me and you. It is my way of showing you just how far you”ve helped me to enjoy my own sexuality. It”s my way of saying thank you for all the patience you”ve shown. Now sit back and enjoy the show as I show you just how much of a sexually liberated woman you”ve helped me to become.” She started to turn away from the camera but then turned quickly back. “Oh, yeah… and Happy Birthday. I know how much you enjoy seeing me with other men, so enjoy the show as my gift to you!”

With that she turned away to look at someone or something just off camera to the left. I heard someone say something and then Mary began to scoot back on the bed. Laying down, with her crotch facing the camera and her legs slightly spread, Mary closed her eyes and began to explore her body with her hands. This really surprised me because I usually have a hard time getting her to pleasure herself while I watch. She”s always said that it made no sense to masturbate if she”s got a man there that can “fill the need.” But here she was on screen, obviously with men in the room (or at least I was assuming since this was a fuck film) and she was enjoying herself, by herself – at least for the time being.

I watched as she put on a show for me… and for the men around her I realized. Her hands traveled across her chest… pinching, rolling and gently pulling on her nipples, making them stand out even more than they already were. Behind her closed eyes, I knew she was thinking about what she was about to do – and about whatever was going to be done to her. She had taken on as many as three men at once in the past – for her fortieth birthday – but I wondered how many she was going to take on to give me a show for my birthday present.

I watched as one hand strayed down between her thighs… over her crotch… rubbing her pussy lips through the thong… and as her legs spread wider to allow her hand more room to move. With her other hand still tweaking her nipples back and forth, the hand between her thighs moved over and across her pussy, pushing the damp crotch of the thong more into her wetness and then pulling it up and out to rub over her lips. Her fingers eventually settled into a soft rhythm over her clit, but that soon proved to frustrating when she realized that she didn”t want to be rubbing through her clothing… she wanted unlimited access.

Again I thought about the men in the room around her that I couldn”t see, but I watched as she popped the clasp on the front of her bra and then lifted her hips so that she could push her thong down and off. When she pulled her knees up to her chest so that she could slide the thong off her ankles, the camera provided a terrific view of her pussy. The lips were swollen and her juices were shining off of every surface between her thighs. Even the insides of her thighs were a little wet. Throwing the thong aside, she sat up and shrugged off the bra, and then laid back down. When her back hit the bed, her thighs came off of it, as she lifted them high and wide. Her wet cunt was open and on display for the camera, and once again I had the thought – for every man in the room to see.

Closing her eyes once again, Mary let her fingers work her body… from her stiff nipples to her wet sex, repeatedly over and across her hard clit. For several minutes I enjoyed the view of my delicious Mary pleasuring herself as she, and now I, listened to the appreciative comments from the men around her. “Look at how hot she is.” “That is a sweet looking pussy. I gotta get a taste of that.” “Look how firm her tits are… and how far out her nipples stand.” I did manage, as I watched, to identify at least three different voices and knew that my Mary, the one on the screen, was going to enjoy a truly thorough fucking.

Having thought about “the Mary on the screen” I thought about my Mary sitting next to me. Was she enjoying watching herself as much as she enjoyed actually making the movie? I”d have to ask her about that later. Right now, I didn”t want to interrupt the moment for anything. My cock was rock hard and freely oozing precum already. I was just hoping that I could hold my load until the movie was over or until Mary did something to provoke it. At that moment I felt like I could cum if a stiff breeze had blown through the room.

On screen Mary began to cum and cum hard. I watched as her face clenched up and her moans became small screams… her thighs clenched shut and then spread even farther apart than they had been as two fingers of one hand pumped her cunt and fingers of the other hand rubbed her clit at a blurry pace. I don”t know if she did it for the camera or not, but when her orgasm set in and her pussy began to pulse, she pulled her fingers out and used both hands to hold her lips open. On the screen I could clearly see my lover”s pussy pulsating open and closed – her clear slick juices pumping out with every pulse.

When the orgasm had passed, she once again thrust two fingers into her sex, forcing more of her copious juices to flow out. As Mary began to work toward another orgasm, the men in the room apparently became impatient and helped themselves onto the bed. There were three of them, as I had guessed, and as I watched, two of them climbed onto the bed from either side. They were up near her head and as they positioned themselves on their knees I had a good look at their erections – now sticking out over Mary”s face.

The third guy blocked my view of Mary”s wide open and dripping wet pussy as he climbed onto the bed between her legs. The camera bobbled slightly as it was moved, adjusting position so that the view of Mary, and what she was doing, was no longer blocked. To my delight, I saw the man between her legs, I”ll just call him Joe, stretching out his tongue to lick her clit. Mary”s fingers were holding her pussy lips open to ease his way, but as I watched, his fingers took over and Mary raised her hands up to handle the man-meat that was in her face.

The two guys that had their dicks in her face were getting treated well. I didn”t have names for them either, so I”ll just call them John and Jack. John had an impressive tool that looked about eight inches long and nicely thick, but Jack”s was the larger of the two, probably another inch longer and fatter around. On screen, Mary took one in either hand and pulled them forward, taking turns sucking them into her mouth. Once she had each dick slick with her spit, she stroked what she wasn”t sucking, but regularly moved back and forth between them to make sure neither one of them felt left out.

Next to me I heard Mary moan as she watched herself sucking those cocks, and I smiled in happiness at how much pleasure she had given and received. So much, in fact, that she was now moaning next to me as she watched herself perform and remembered how those cocks tasted and felt. I was hoping that she”d get so hungry for some more cock that she”d bend down to suck mine, but she apparently wasn”t that cock-hungry yet.

On screen Joe must have been doing a good job… when the camera man panned down to show him between Mary”s legs, it was easy to see that her juices were just everywhere, and the lower half of his face was shiny with her body”s sex lube. Mary groaned again as she watched Joe suck her clit into his mouth, doing something that just made her body writhe with pleasure. Next to me, I heard her whisper, “He lashed my clit with his tongue at the same time he sucked hard on it… I came two or three times against his mouth…” Her words trailed away but the deep moan returned. Glancing over at her out of the corner of my eye I saw that she had one hand inside her robe, between her thighs, rubbing her pussy slowly and softly – enjoying the touch, but not working to cum yet.

On screen, Mary had cum twice against Joe”s face that I could see, but then the sounds she was making changed and I could hear one of men groaning as well. John”s head was thrown back and his eyes were closed as Mary aggressively sucked his cock, stroking with her hand what she couldn”t get into her mouth. I knew that she COULD – I had seen her deep throat a nine-inch long dick – but not in the position she was in. John”s orgasm was close and I was surprised that a guy who performed in porno”s was going to cum so quick. There was a reason I supposed…

As I watched, Mary took John”s cock out of her mouth, pointed it at her face, and continued to stroke. Her other hand was busy on Jack”s dick, which was still rock hard, but the look on his face showed that he was just enjoying the show more than the pleasure at that moment. With another few strokes from Mary”s hand, John”s cock began to squirt thick jets of sticky white cum. The ropes of his jism landed across Mary”s face, some on her cheeks, one line across her nose, one on her forehead and one thick rope right into her open mouth. Her tongue was stuck out and I saw that thick line of cum splatter onto it before she closed her mouth, worked her tongue around and then swallowed. I knew she”d just enjoyed one of her new favorite tasty treats.

When John”s cock began to soften, Mary quit stroking and smiled up at him through her cum covered face. I expected her to wipe it off, or rub it in, but she did neither. Instead, as John moved away, Mary rolled over to get on her hands and knees, and kept playing with Jack and Joe, her face covered with John”s cum, as if she did it every day. Once again, from beside me I heard her whisper. “God, I wanted more cum…” On screen she was working for it.

Getting on her hands and knees, she watched Joe and Jack change places so that Joe”s cock was now in front of her and Jack was lining himself up to fuck her from behind. “Yeah, do it,” came the hoarse whisper from beside me as, on screen, I watched Mary reach back to spread her ass and pussy open for Jack. I knew she wanted that big cock spearing into her, and, knowing that doggy-style is her favorite position, I knew that she would (had) enjoyed it a lot. I was right.

As Jack”s swollen cockhead stretched open her soaking wet pussy, Mary”s body released a groan of deep pleasure and anticipation. I watched her buck her hips back at him, trying to get more of his cock into her sex, but he was an expert at the game and held her hips in his hands, only giving her as much cock as he wanted to – teasing her by not giving her the rest. I thought Joe would be patient and wait for Mary”s mouth until after Jack was in and moving… not so. While Mary was trying to get Jack to fuck her in ernest, Joe reached down to cup Mary”s chin, and pulled her face up to his crotch. Eye level with Joe”s decent size dick, Mary opened her mouth, offering that warm wet orifice to him – and he accepted. But unlike Jack who was taking his time at the other end, Joe slid his dick into Mary”s mouth and didn”t stop until he hit the back of her throat. The camera showed another inch or so of his dick still out “in the cold” and he wasn”t satisfied with that – neither was Mary apparently. Backing off just a little, I watched the Mary on the screen close her eyes, get a concentrated look on her face, and then move forward again, sucking Joe”s cock into her mouth and throat. This time I saw her throat expand and she didn”t stop her downward sucking until her nose was buried in his trimmed pubic hair.

That moment was when Jack decided to fill her cunt with his monster cock, slamming it forward into her wetness – his hips slapping into her ass, rocking her whole body forward. If Mary hadn”t already deep-throated Joe, she would have been forced to at that point. But it didn”t matter. Joe was already as deep into her throat as he was going to get, and Mary was absolutely lost in the delicious sensation of having her body full of cock at both ends.

Jack ground his cock into her for a few minutes and then, holding her hips even tighter, really began to give her a good fucking. As I watched, he pulled his cock out until only the swollen knob of his cockhead was still clutched between her pussy lips, and then he forcefully slammed the full length of his manhood back into her. At the other end of her body, Mary”s face was clenched with pleasure from the fuck-pounding she was getting, but she hadn”t lost track of the dick in her mouth. She was energetically sucking Joe, one hand holding herself up while the other stroked whatever slid out of her mouth.

This double-ended suck and fuck went on for about five minutes before anyone decided a change was needed. When it came, I wasn”t surprised. On screen, Mary – the once prim and proper missionary-only don”t-enjoy-sex-too-much woman I used to know – took Joe”s cock out of her mouth to look up at him and say, “I want you to fuck my ass.” He wasn”t about to argue. Jack also realized what was going on and took his cock out of Mary”s fucked-open pussy so that they could all get rearranged.

Joe got off the bed, followed by Mary, but Jack laid down right where Mary had been – on his back with his thick shiny pole sticking up like a mast head. Mary got back on the bed to straddle him, and within a couple of seconds had settled herself down on his cock. It took two or three strokes but her cunt quickly readjusted to his length, accepting his manhood so that nothing but his balls remained outside of her. The camera zoomed in close on that view – Mary”s pussy riding up and down Jack”s cock – with her tight puckered asshole visible in the top part of the screen. As I watched Mary”s wet pussy lips clutch and milk Jack”s cock, I also saw fingers covered with a clear lubricant reach in to touch, penetrate and play with Mary”s ass. It was delightful to see her hips jerk at the first cold touch of the lubricant, but it was even more exciting to see her hips push back against those fingers as they violated her back door.

We had introduced Mary to anal sex the year before and she”d taken to it as if it was her favorite desert. She enjoyed it every time we got together, and – ever since her own fortieth birthday celebration – she enjoyed having a cock in her pussy and another in her ass at every opportunity. On the screen, the fingers left and Joe entered the view as the camera angle widened. Mary quit moving on Jack”s big dick as she prepared herself for Joe”s penetration. Joe”s cock was shiny as he held it aimed down at Mary”s spread ass, and slowly pushed his cockhead into her tight backdoor.

The deep loud moan that emanated from the surround sound speakers let me know just how much Mary had enjoyed feeling that cock enter her ass, while Jack”s was still fully buried deep in her cunt. Joe pushed more and more of his cock into her ass, pulling out a little and then pushing in more. When he too was buried balls deep, the speakers were full of sounds of moaning and groaning as all three sex participants reveled in the pleasure of their mutual union.

From next to me came the whispered, “Oh, fuck me guys…” followed by a small groan of remembered ecstasy. On screen the three of them began to fuck in ernest. A counter-rhythm was found that allowed Joe to plunge into Mary”s delicious ass every time Jack was sliding out of her cunt. The effect was that she was always being filled by a cock. After every couple of minutes of stroking, they all ground together, and Mary groaned deeply at the feeling of having both of those cocks buried inside her body.

The fucking went on, non-stop, for another fifteen or twenty minutes. On the sofa, my cock was standing tall and I had so much precum flowing from it that my balls had lines dripping across them. Mary was still gently rubbing her pussy next to me but there was no sign that she had any intention (soon) of giving me any relief.

Finally Joe got to the point of orgasm and announced it loudly. Mary began to encourage him to “cum… cum in my ass” and Jack seemed to ignore them both, maintaining his steady slamming into Mary”s cunt. I half-expected Joe to pull out when he came, especially since this was a professionally produced fuck-flick, but he didn”t. In fact, it was just the opposite: when his balls tightened and he began to shoot his load, he forced himself into Mary so hard and deep that she was pinned down against Jack and neither of them could move under Joe. Joe”s hips jerked about a dozen times as he cock jetted hot thick globs of cum into Mary”s ass – and Mary moaned with every shot that scalded her insides.

When Joe had finished cumming, he pulled his wilting cock out of Mary”s ass, and the camera got an excellent view of her well-fucked asshole as it clenched back shut, but not before a thick glob of Joe”s milky white cum oozed out. With her ass full of Joe”s cum, she humped herself on Jack”s dick for several more minutes before some words were exchanged that were too quite for us to here as we watched the movie. As a result of those words, Mary got off of Jack and took his place on the bed – laying down on her back and pulling her legs apart. I was pleased to see her so eager for the cunt-lashing that his cock would provide that she pulled her knees up and back almost to the point where they were touching her chest, but so far apart that her tits were actually between them. In this position, her pussy was spread wide open and pointed straight up in the air for his use. He certainly didn”t waste any time getting to it.

Within a few moments he was positioned over her and sliding thick dick down into her hot box. Working her against the bed he brutally fucked her pussy, his cock slamming down balls deep and then pulling back out until his shiny cockhead was visible, only to slam his full length back down into her sex again. He repeated the motion over and over, using the bed as a spring board to force her body up as he was pistoning his shaft down. It became obvious that he didn”t care about pleasuring her anymore – at this point he was simply working for his own orgasm. In a few minutes he got his reward. As he began to cum, just as Joe had, Jack forced his length as deep into Mary as he could get it, scalding the insides of her vaginal walls with his hot cum. Her body jerked with every shot and her moaning took on the quality of a an animal overwhelmed by circumstance – unable to decide between pleasure and pain; delight or disappointment.

When Jack finished and pulled his cock out, Mary”s cunt stayed stretched open and the camera zoomed in to get a close up view as her pussy drooled cum which ran down between the cheeks of her ass and puddle on the bed beneath her. She was still holding her legs high and wide, even though the fucking was over. Then I found out what the deal was with John.

As I watched, he rejoined her on the bed, taking Jack”s place between her wide-spread thighs. Having cum quickly earlier, he was now rock hard again and ready to give her some more fucking. She”d already cum more times than I had kept track of, and she had certainly received more fucking than I was capable of giving her by myself. But she was about to get more…

The movie went on for another forty-five minutes. On screen Mary got fucked thoroughly by John, and then again by Joe and Jack. By the time the movie was over, she”d had one man cum on her face, another cum up her ass, and had enjoyed four hot loads of cum as they filled her pussy. The movie itself was almost two hours long, and I figured that translated into close to three hours of steady sex given how things were edited out as the film was made.

When it was over, my balls were shiny with my precum and Mary was sighing in delight next to me. Neither of us had touched my cock but I was sure it would take next to nothing for me to cum. As the end credits rolled, Mary punched the button on the remote to turn off the television, and she turned to look me in the eyes. “Did you like it?” she asked with a devilish grin. My rock hard cock made it obvious that I had.

“You know I did,” I answered her with a smile.

“I did too,” she said with her own smile. “I”d like to do it again sometime – not necessarily for a movie, but just for the pleasure of the sex.”

“Of course,” I agreed. “But I really did enjoy the movie and you know I”ll be watching it as I stroke myself off anytime I pull my cock out.”

She giggled and I felt her hand surround my waiting-to-explode cock. “I know that,” she said with that grin. “Thinking about you watching the movie was part of what got me so excited with those three guys.”

Wondering if I could keep from cumming for very long, especially since just the touch of her hand already had me close, I asked, “So, what is left of my birthday celebration?”

“Whatever you want,” was her reply. “I know you”re going to cum soon… my only question is where?” To show me what she meant, she opened her mouth and licked her lips. Then, releasing my cock, she laid back and spread her thighs to show me her thoroughly drenched pussy… and then she rolled over onto her hands and knees to show me her spread ass. Which did I want to use? I didn”t fool myself. I couldn”t last long enough to fuck her enough to get her anywhere near satisfied. As much as she enjoyed a good ass-fuck, that wouldn”t take care of her needs either. So, the reality was that I was going to be completely selfish about getting my orgasm.

Turning her around, I put my hand on the back of her head, and with a handful of her hair, guided her mouth down onto my dick. The extreme wet heat almost immediately pushed me over the edge, but not before I felt her throat open and then contract, accepting my length as she deep-throated my shaft. Her head began to bob as one hand stroked and the other massaged my balls. Within a dozen strokes or less I felt myself begin to cum and was delighted to feel her force my cock down her throat… my cum never even touched her tongue, instead jetting straight down her throat to her belly.

“Mmmmm,” she moaned when she finally released my still hard shaft, “I can feel the fire warming my belly.”

I was surprised to see that my dick was not softening, but was instead still standing at attention. That made me feel good and I wanted to share it. “You want to feel that warmth spreading anywhere else?”

“Sure!” came her reply with a wide smile. I got up expecting to head to the bedroom, but wasn”t going to complain as I watched her throw off her robe and get comfortable on her hands and knees on the sofa. Her ass was pointed at me… her knees were on the cushions and her elbows were on the sofaback… Her statement was simple, short and to the point. “Fuck me hard, baby. Use my cunt for your birthday and don”t stop until you fucking pump it full of more cum!”

Who was I to argue?

Later than night we were snuggling in bed – naked, sticky in some places, with Mary”s cunt streaming out the cum that I had launched into her. She knew that I found it exciting when she went to bed, or anywhere else, messy from sex and so she hadn”t even wiped off her thighs when she went to the bathroom. As we fell asleep, I thought about the past four years. I wondered at the changes that had occurred and where they might take us in the future. I kissed Mary and thanked her for my wonderful birthday present. When she asked what my favorite part was, I couldn”t decide between the wake-up blowjob, the delightful fuck Cindy had given me, or movie that Mary had made for me. She told me that if I couldn”t pick a favorite then we”d just have to do it all again next year – albeit with different other fuck-partners involved – so that I could try to make a choice of a favorite. I agreed that it was a good plan and then asked what she wanted for her birthday… It was still ten months away but I wanted time to prepare. She said she”d think about it and we got quiet.

Just as I was about to fall asleep I heard her mumbling something about more men… maybe three wasn”t enough… and then I heard the word “gangbang”… and instantly knew what her next birthday present would be.

It”s amazing how much just a simple attitude can matter in the difference between what life is, and what life could be.

Enough about that, did you watch Dennis Miller on Fr

After I typed this much, I loudly announced that the system went down. I swore. Anna walked into the room. “The fucking system went down right when I was in the middle of writing an email. Good thing I am able to copy it.” I did so. I opened the word processing program, and pasted the fake message. I then went back to the internet. I signed on and told Anna that she could use it. I was hoping that her curiosity would get the best of her, and she would read my letter. I walked out of the room and watched tv. I heard her typing. After it stopped, I snuck a look; she was reading me letter. Yes! Half an hour later, I walked back in. She heard me and quickly hit the “home” tab. It wasn’t fast enough, and I saw she was looking at porn. I ignored that asked her to tell me when she was off. Anna said it would be awhile. I watched a little tv then went downstairs to do some work. I think she was under the impression that I was still downstairs, because I walked in on her masturbating in front of the computer. She was oblivious to my presence. I could see over her shoulder that she was looking at a bunch of pictures. Her right hand was busy in her crotch, while her left clicked back and forth between pictures. She stopped on a shot of a big-titted blond being fucked. I rubbed my cock through my jeans while she came. My plan was working! I retreated to the living room. A while later she went to bed. While looking at the computer’s directory, I noticed that Anna had saved a bunch of pictures in a new file. I opened it and saw many shots of woman being fucked–some had cum all over their faces.

Anna continued to bold. She masturbated every night, but now she vocalized, making a lot of noise. I’m certain it was mostly for show. I enjoyed it a lot, and got off every night with her. She was getting up a little later, and making sure I saw her in the shower. One morning, I notice her shaving her crotch. Later, as she walked by me with only a towel around her head, I noticed that all of her pubic hair was gone.

Tuesday night, Tom came over again. Anna failed to mention this to me in advance, so I was at home the entire time. They went to the basement and played ping-pong. I spent my time playing on the computer and doing my laundry. I tried not to interrupt their game, but when I went to put another load in, I did overhear them discussing a wager of minutes. Tom owed Anna 15, while she owed him 10. I had no idea what they were talking about.

Around 9pm, I checked on my final load of clothing. As I reached the bottom of the stairs, right in front of me, I saw Anna sucking on Tom’s cock. He was sitting down in a comfortable chair and she was going down on him. I paused and watched for a moment. He tried to push her head away, but she said after looking at me, “I still owe you 3 minutes.” She went back to work. Tom leaned back, looked me in the eye, smiled, and said, “You sure know how to suck dick, Anna. A guy would have to be gay or something for him not to be excited by you.” I retreated into the other room, and took my time getting some of my laundry out of the drier. I heard him start to moan. I peeked around the corner to see Tom cum all over my former girlfriend’s face. She used her tongue more and said loudly, “Your cum tastes so good.” I walked by smiling. A little while later, I stuck my head downstairs to see Tom licking Anna’s pussy. She was looking towards the stairs and must have noticed me. She said, “Do you like my shaved pussy?”

“Yes!” Tom answered, “I love it!” She got loud, “Yes! Lick my pussy! Make me cum!!” I returned to my room and jerked off. Tom soon left.

Thursday night I got home late. When I walked in the kitchen, I noticed that the phone line was extended toward my room; Anna was on-line. I walked into my room only to find Tom sitting next to Anna. They were looking at porn! Over their shoulder I could see they were looking at picture sites. Tom said, “Try that one”; Anna clicked on a thumbnail, and a photo of a woman with big tits surrounded by 3 guys with big cocks appeared. “Wow,” Anna exclaimed, “that turns me on.”

“Me too,” Tom replied. I cleared my voice in order to let them know I was there. They turned and Anna said, “Hey. We’re going to be using MY computer for a while. I hope you won’t mind.”

“I don’t.” I put my stuff away in my room while 4 feet away they continued to look at dirty pictures. I looked up at them now and then; my dick got hard. I went back into the kitchen and ate some dinner. Forty minutes later I returned to my room only to find Anna sitting in her chair totally naked; Tom was in his chair wearing only a shirt. Tom was stroking his dick (which was not as big as mine) while Anna was playing with her pussy. They were still looking at porn. She asked, “Which one was your favorite?”

“I liked the one where the girl had cum all over her face.”

“Like this one?” Anna brought up a picture. “Yessss,” Tom hissed as he stroked his dicked faster. Anna took that moment to get on her knees and start sucking his cock. In the meantime, I stood in the doorway watching the whole thing. Anna’s and my eyes met as she started sucking harder and harder. She was trying to make me jealous by proving to me that she was a horny woman, willing to do more with this new guy than she would ever do with me. She stared at me as he erupted all over her face. The cum dripped off of her as Tom’s breathing returned to normal. I was stroking my cock through my pants. He asked her, “What was your favorite?”

“I’ll show you.” She got back in her chair and clicked on a picture of a woman getting fucked in the ass. “Is that what you want now?” he asked. “Yes,” she replied, “let me go get my lube.”

I retreated into the hall and was in a sort of trance when she walked by me. Tom was busy with the computer so he did not hear or see our exchange. Anna used her hand to wipe some of Tom’s cum off her face. She shoved her fingers in my face and I, for reasons I don’t understand, opened my mouth. She inserted her fingers and I licked them clean. I couldn’t believe it; here I was in my own house standing next to my naked ex-girlfriend, eating the cum of her new lover, and having a huge hard-on. “Tastes good, doesn’t it?” she said with a wicked tone. She was trying to cruel. I said nothing. “Tom is going to fuck me up the ass now. Do you want to watch?” I nodded. “Okay. Do you want to help get me ready?” I nodded and grinned. She went into her room, got the lube. Anna walked back into the bedroom announcing, “Chris is going to help you fuck me in the ass.” Tom got a wicked smile and said, “Sounds right. An asshole for an asshole.” Both laughed.

“Chris,” she snapped, “get in here.” I was still in some sex-crazed trance and walked in the room. She took a dollop of jell and spread it around her brownhole. Throwing the tube to me she said, “Lube Tom up.” I had a surprised look on my face and hesitated. I thought I was going be able to feel up Anna. Touching another cock? I had never done. “Come on,” Tom yelled, “I want to fuck this woman’s ass. Lube up my cock! A fag, like you, must be used to touching cocks.” Both laughed. Still in my trance, I opened the tube and moved toward Tom. Taking a little bit of the jell, I began to smear it on his ever-growing dick. It was warm and hard. It felt similar to mine, yet somehow different. After minute, he said, “I know you are getting off on this, but it is time.” Anna bent over my desk and spread her cheeks. Tom lined up and slowly inserted his cock. Anna moaned. Their tempo increased and both began to moan. I stood there watching. Finally, Anna had an orgasm (or at least she acted like it) and soon after, Tom grunted and came. He pulled out and sat back down. She remained bent over. I could see cum run out of her ass. I had a huge hard-on. “You made a mess,” Anna said. “We need to clean it up somehow. I know, since Chris likes to eat cum, why doesn’t he lick your cum out of my ass.” An exhausted Tom said, “That is a good idea.”

“Get over here, cum-eater and lick my ass.” Back when we were going out, I would have done this without hesitation, but this was different. Anna was acting aggressively, which was very odd. After a moment, I bent over and began licking up the cum. Anna moaned and Tom said, “I can’t believe this. Anna, you went out with a fag! He loves cum!” It was weird eating another guy’s cum; it actually tasted pretty good. I came in my pants. The cum soaked through and made a stain. After I was done, I tried to hide this fact but both of them saw it and laughed at me. What had just transpired was a fantastical sexual experience to me. They thought it showed I was gay and a wimp. I didn’t think so. Anna hated me now, yet I got to lick her ass. I like eating up my own cum, because I think it is a turn-on. I love women, but I had crossed some line. After I left the room, they got dressed and powered down the computer. Soon Tom left. Anna went to bed. Afterwards, I jerked off looking at my own porn.

Friday morning, I asked Anna if she was going out with Tom that night. “No,” she replied, “Tom is out of town for the weekend, but I am going dancing.” Late, Anna stumbled in. Her banging around woke me up. After hearing a crash, I got up and found her in the kitchen where she had dropped a can of soda. She was very drunk. “You are the biggest asshole in the world,” she said in slurred words. “I am hot. I am the best. I would have done anything for you.”

She was crying a little, but mostly she was filled with anger. “You’ll see. I am the woman you dreamed about. You’ll see. Tonight, I had three guys after me. Three guys from the same firm. They were all dancing with me, feeling me up and kissing me.” Her mood changed rapidly, “It was so much fun!” With that she plopped in a chair. She collapsed, head first into the kitchen table. I ran to her. “Anna, go to bed.” She mumbled. I picked her up. She was limp. I dragged her to her bed and threw her on it. She barely budged. I took off her shoes. While doing so, I looked up her skirt and noticed she had no panties on. I tried to wake her, but she was out cold. I undressed her, and looked over her body, then retreated to my own room.

The next morning, she did not say a word to me about waking up naked. She complained of a hangover and said she had a great time last night. During the day, I went for a hike, then ran errands. I got home around 6pm; Anna had already left. I showered, made some dinner, and watched tv. Around 9:30, Anna stumbled in with 3 guys. I couldn’t believe she would be so brazen. The guys were younger than her (right out of college) and varied in size and shape. Two were about 5′9″–one skinny, one overweight. The third was about 6′4″ and seemed to be athletic. After the guys walked into the kitchen, she leaned in and whispered to me with a devilish grin, “These are the 3 guys who think I am hot. You’ll never get to know how hot I am.”

With that, the 4 of them retreated, drinks in hand, to the back yard. It was a beautiful night–worth being out in. They turned the light on over the back porch and sat at the picnic table. One of the blessing of living in a dry climate is that there are few bugs. They talked loudly and laughed a lot; I tried to ignore them. Walking into the kitchen to grab a cookie, I overheard them playing some sort of word game. It was obvious that Anna was losing, for the 3 guys were talking about how she would have to “pay.” Half an hour later, I returned to the kitchen, and looking out the window, I saw the most amazing thing–Anna on her back on the picnic table. She was completely naked and her head was tilted backwards off of one end. The guys were still dressed, but one had his cock out and was fucking her mouth. He shoved it in and out. One of the other guys was sitting on the bench facing me; he looked spent. The third was standing near her head. He was stroking her tits, while she stroked his cock. The guy at her head started to moan and he pulled his dick out of her mouth. “That’s it,” she said excitedly, “cum all over my face, just like Frank did!” He did. She licked him off and said, “You taste good.” The third guy took his place and plunged his cock into Anna’s waiting mouth. It looked as though he had a small cock and thus shoved it all into her. On the third stroke he came, shuddering. He pulled his dick out and came all over her face. Anna was faking an orgasm when he started to shoot. She cleaned him off then sat up.

While all this was going on, I had taken my cock out and jerked-off. I could not believe I was watching this; my ex had become a wanton slut. It turned me on. Also, I was becoming jealous because I did not participate. I stroked myself while I stared out into my backyard. After Anna sat up, she smiled, gathered her clothes and walked toward the door say, “Don’t you boys go anywhere. We’re gonna have more fun.” Walking into the kitchen, she stopped and looked at me masturbating. “Don’t you wish you had a girlfriend like me? You did, but you threw me away. You’ll never find anyone else like me!” I looked her over–naked, with cum spattered all over her face and neck. I stroked myself even harder. “I bet you want to cum all over my face too!?” she asked. “Yes,” I hissed. “Tough luck. Have fun with your hand!” With that, she walked by me and into her room. I grabbed some tissues and shot my wad.

A few minutes later, Anna reappeared in just her summer robe. Cum still dripped off her face as she went into the backyard. The four of them sat and talked for about 15 minutes. Eventually they came in; each guy paraded by me (2 of them still had their dicks out) and into Anna’s room. Of course she left the door open. I situated myself on my bed and watched the show. The guys undressed. She stroked their cocks and lay back on the bed. “Who is first? How ’bout George.” George was one of the smaller guys. He got on top of her and started pumping away. The other two took up positions around her. George hugged her body making it impossible for one of the others to work on Anna’s tits or face. After only a minute, he let out a large moan, then rolled off her. “Frank, you’re next.” Frank was the other short guy (the one who she had deep-throated a little while ago). He lasted a lot longer. He really gave her a work out. The other guy was playing with Anna’s tits. By her breathing, I could tell that she was getting close. Eventually, Frank screamed, “You’re a whore! Take my cum in your pussy!!” She did.

Anna sat up. Every one relaxed for a while, except the guy who hadn’t fucked her; he continued to stroke his cock, which was big. She said to them in a loud, purposeful voice, “How’d you like to make my other fantasy come true?”

“I thought we made it come true by cumming on your face,” Frank said. Anna licked her lips and smeared some of the cum on her cheeks. “Mmmm. That was good. But what I want is to have all 3 of my holes filled at once.” I don’t know whether George was dumb, naive or just playing along, but he asked, “Three holes? At once?”

“Yes. I want Eddy in my pussy. I want Frank in my mouth. And I want you, George, in my ass! Do you think you guys can do that?” They answered with a resounding, “Yes!” I almost came right there.

“Okay Eddy, I want you on your back with your feet over the edge.” He did this and Anna knelt on top of him and pushed herself on to his big cock. She said with a grin, “Let’s see if I can get this big thing inside of me.” Slowly she eased onto Eddy. “Ohmygod that is big. You are stretching me out. Ohmygod. Ohmygod, you feel so big.” She bottomed out and lay still for a moment. “Boy, you sure can fill me up.” Anna began pumping up and down on him. After a minute she slowed down and told George to lube up his dick and her ass. Her ass was a perfect level for him to fuck her while he was standing up. “Be gentle,” she said. He took over 2 minutes pushing into her. “Ohmygod. Ohmygod,” she said over and over.

“I love your cock in my ass!” The guys stood still as she began to move. Her position made it so that she slid off both of them at once, then down on them. Her tempo and moaning increased. “I never thought sex could be so good,” she said in a howl. Eventually, Frank moved to her head stuck his cock into her well-worn mouth. The three of them moved awkwardly. Eddy started to moan first, as he dumped his load into her already-full pussy. Frank came for the third time that night, shooting his small load into her open mouth. George continued to pound away at Anna’s ass. Anna began moaning loudly. Her orgasm began. She was loud. I’m certain some of it was for me, but most of it was real. Her body shook. I came all over my hand, then licked it clean. George began to shake and came in her ass. After a moment or two, Anna climbed off the two men, and fell back on the bed. “God. That was so fantastic. I can’t thank you 3 enough.” The guys were spent; all were on the edge of sleep. Anna shook them out of their fog and kicked them out! I couldn’t believe she would just use them like this.

After locking the front door, she walked into my room, still naked. “Those three know how to show a woman a good time.” My dick was still out, and started to perk up. “Man, they came a lot on my face.” She moved her hands all over her face and scooped some cum and licked it. “Mmmm.” She moved her hands to her crotch and spread her legs; “They fucked me good.” I looked and saw cum all over her pussy and running down her legs. She turned around, bent over, and spread the cheeks of her big butt. “Look at my ass. George put his big cock up there and fucked me hard. God, it felt so good.” I could see cum on her asshole. I was rock-hard by now. I wanted her. I wanted her bad. “You want to fuck me, don’t you? Huh?”

“Yes!”

“Too bad. You threw it all away, you asshole! Maybe you’ll figure out what you lost, but I’ll never take you back!! About the only thing you are useful for is cleaning up cum. Is that what you want to do? Do you want to lick their cum out of my pussy and ass?” She shoved her ass in my face. After a moment’s hesitation, I started cleaning her up. There was a lot of cum. I could tell my tongue was turning on Anna. She pulled away from me abruptly and walked out of the room laughing. I didn’t know how I could survive the rest of the week.

The next day, both of us slept in late. It was one of those blazing hot summer days. I sat around in my shorts and read the paper. In the early afternoon, Anna announced she was going to work on her tan. I found this odd because she had never concerned herself with a tan before. She strode past me in a new 2-piece suit. It was so small-g-string bottom and string top. I was going to say something about the neighbors seeing, but I stopped myself. She went into the middle of the backyard, lay a towel down, sat down and started to oil up. I sat in the kitchen and watched. Once again, she knew how to tease me; my dick was getting hard. She lay on stomach with her head toward the house. She undid her top.

I was torn away from this scene by the doorbell. Upon answering it, I was surprised to find my friend Rob. He said he was in the neighborhood and decided to drop by. Rob had fully supported me in my break-up; he always thought I could do better than Anna. We went in the kitchen and I offered him a drink. A voice came from the backyard: “Who was at the door?”

“It’s Rob.” Anna had raised up on her elbows and was looking at us, “Hey Rob, what’s new?” Both Rob and I could see her sagging tits hanging below her loosened bikini top. Rob stared, then shouted back, “Not much. When ya moving out?” Just then, the phone rang. I ran into the other room to answer it. It was mother; she wanted to talk about some family crisis. After a few minutes, I put my mom on hold so I could tell Rob that the call might take a while. I went back into the kitchen, but he was gone. I looked out back and saw my friend rubbing lotion into Anna’s back. Both were talking, so I went back to the phone call. After my long talk with my mom, I came back into the kitchen. Rob was still out in the yard, but now he was rubbing lotion on to Anna’s front, including her tits. She IS a slut. I watched for a few minutes. Anna put her hand on Rob’s crotch. This was too much for me; it was one thing for her to be with other guys, it was another if she was with my friends. I walked out back. Rob jumped back. Anna didn’t move. She tried to continue her conversation, but I said, “Rob, I thought we were going to try to catch a movie.”