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I did not write this story!


                       My Confession
                         By Katrina


    I'm not ashamed of it any more.
    They say, "confession is good for you," so I'm going to
confess to you all.  But I'm going to change all the names of
people and of some of the places, because I don't have the other
people's permission to reveal their part in my story, or to use
their names.
    I love it in my ass.  I could just screw for hours, a big,
hard cock in my ass.  And now that I have Michael, I can have it
all the time.
    The first time I had it that way was many years ago, when I
was just fourteen.   My parents had rented a summer cottage on
Cape Cod for two weeks, along with  Aunt Millie and Uncle George,
and my cousins, Dave and Sue.
    Sue was fifteen, and Dave was two years older.  I was
"advanced" for my age, physically, and people thought I was older
than Sue, but my parents had sheltered me and I was really pretty
stupid about sex. Sue wasn't.
    Sue and I would stay up late and talk in our shared bedroom,
and of course, the talk was mostly about boys, and about sex.
Mostly, Sue would be talking and I'd be giggling about one of the
boys in another cabin, Marty.  Sue said she saw the head of his
"thing" hanging out the bottom of his bathing suit.
    She said, "Wow! I'd like to get a hold of his big thing and
give him a hand-job.  Maybe even blow him.  D'ja ever blow a
guy?"
    "No," I answered, "Tho' I gave Tommy Jensen a hand-job after
the spring dance."
    "Yeah? Did he squirt all over?"
    "Yeah.  And then he wanted to screw me.  I told him 'no.'"
    Sue laughed.
    "I'm gonna be a virgin when I get married," I said.
    "Shit," she responded. "Nobody cares about virginity anymore
except maybe nerds and priests.  Your momma has you livin' in
your grandma's time."
    "Well, I don't care.  That's how it is."
    "Don't you wanna get laid?"
    "Sure, Sue.  Sometimes I think about it and I get all wet and
horny."
    "Ever have somebody eat you out?"
    "No.  I think about that, too."
    "Not even this Tommy creep?"
    "No.  He... rubbed me off, while I was jacking him."
    Sue shook her head and stared at the ceiling. "You wanna get
laid, but stay a virgin.  God!"
    --------

    A few days later, Sue arranged a picnic for the four of us,
me, Sue, Dave and Marty.  She got Dad to let us use the outboard
dingy, he said it was OK if Dave was along. She lent me one of
her bikini swim suits.  My mother would never let me have a two-
piece, so I put an oversize shirt on over it so she wouldn't
notice.
    Sue and I made sandwiches and got some potato chips, and
Marty and Dave got a hold of some beer, which we hid under the
ice and coke in the cooler.  We packed beach towels and suntan
lotion, and I took some baby oil, which works better that suntan
oil for me.
    So, off we were, Dave and Marty in the back running the
outboard, Sue and I in front being lookouts.  The channel from
our dock wound through a tidal marsh, and its really shallow
except in the channel, so Sue was kneeling, pointing out the
channel, while I was hanging over the bow, my tail in the air,
looking for subsurface rocks.
    At one point, we almost hit one, and I looked back as I
hollered, "hard a-port" and saw Dave staring at my bottom.
    We got out of the channel and into the bay, and I took off
the shirt.  I was already bigger on top than Sue, and my tits
bulged over the skimpy bikini top. Dave grinned.
    Marty kicked up the throttle and we skimmed along across the
bay to a little spit of land with a sandy beach at the end of the
marsh. There we hauled the boat up the beach and unloaded.
    Dave had Marty brought out the cooler while we girls set up
the beach towels on the other side of a deadfall from the beach,
in a little pocket of sand surrounded by salt grass.
    We spread ourselves out on the beach towels, Marty passed the
beers around, and we relaxed in the sun.
    In an hour or so, we were all pretty blotto from the beer. I
rolled over on my stomach, and put my head on my arms. I could
see Sue and Marty by peering under my left armpit.  Sue was
whispering in Marty's ear, and he was rubbing Sue's thigh.
    Dave asked if I wanted him to put some oil on my back.
    "Sure," I said.
    He seemed to enjoy spreading the oil on my back. It felt good
to me, too. Then, I felt him untie the bikini top.
    "Hey," I said.
    "No sense getting a line across your back," he explained. He
rubbed the oil on the backs of my legs, too.  It felt so good,
and I was kinda dreamy from the beer and the sun. I felt Dave's
hands on my ass. I liked it.
    "You got a great ass, Kat," he said.
    I thought so, too, actually. I liked my tits and my small
waist, but the best part of me, I think, was, and still is, my
ass. It's nice and round, and sticks out kinda cute.
    After I while, my back was roasting, so I turned over,
holding the top against my tits.  Without a word, Dave was right
there, spreading oil on my belly.
    "You got nice boobs, too, Kathy," he said. "Let me see 'em."
    Grinning, he grabbed at the top, and it was gone before I
could object.
    "Nice," he said, and started to spread oil on them. It felt
so good, I didn't stop him.  After a while, he lay back on the
towel, though he kept looking at me. He held up his bottle of
suntan oil and said, "How about me?"
    I sat up, took the oil and spread it on his back. His skin
felt warm and good.
    "My legs, too?"
    "OK," I said, and as I applied the oil, I looked over at Sue.
Marty was lying on his back, and Sue was sitting next to him with
her top off, too. She had Marty's cock-head out from his suit and
was playing with it. Marty looked over at me, saw my naked tits
and grinned. His chest was puffing in and out with his heavy
breathing. I grinned back at him. Somehow, watching him and Sue
made me feel tingly.
    As I was rubbing his legs, I looked at Dave's ass in his
tight trunks. I hadn't noticed before how nice his ass looked,
the tight muscled cheeks outlined under the suit. I wondered how
they would look without the trunks.
    "What's good for the goose," I said, "is good for the
gander!" I reached up and grabbed the elastic of the trunks and
yanked down, exposing Dave's ass cheeks.
    "Ow! Hey!" he yelled. "Shit, if you want 'em off, just ask!"
    He pulled them off completely, and I briefly saw he had a
hard-on before he blushed and turned back on his stomach.
    I smeared the oil over his ass cheeks. How good it felt!
    When I stopped, Dave said, "Hey, Kat.  Get some more beer,
willya?"
    I got up and retrieved two more cans from the cooler, which
we had parked in the shade of a nearby tree. When I got back,
Dave was sitting up and Sue and Marty, with their towel, were
gone.
    "Where'd they go?"
    "Just over there, see?"
    I looked.  A few yards away, behind a clump of salt grass, I
saw Sue's blond curls bobbing up and down. "I guess she's got
what she wanted," I thought.
    I sat down and we opened the beers. Dave reached out and
played with my right tit, then grabbed my hand and put it on his
dick.
    Now, when I had given Tommy that hand-job, it had been dark,
and I couldn't see much. Here, in the bright sun, it was more
exciting.  I could see what effect I had on Dave and his dick. I
took a long pull on the beer and set to work. I took his shaft in
my hand and started to massage it like I had Tommy's.
    "Hey, easy," Dave muttered. "Make it last a while."
    I slowed down a little.  Maybe it was the beer, or knowing
that Sue was blowing Marty just a few yards away, I dunno, but I
really got into it. Dave lay back and I sat cross-legged right by
his "works" and watched as my hands worked on his dick and balls.
I was getting really wet, too!
    I almost didn't notice the clicking sound.
    "What was that?"
    Dave was grinning and he had a Polaroid camera in his hand.
He pulled out the tab and waited for the picture to develop.
    Horrified, I dove for the picture. "Gimme that!"
    He easily avoided my grab and said, "No way, Kat."
    He let me see it, though. Me, with my bare tits hanging down,
one hand wrapped around Dave's cock, his balls in the other, my
face inches from his dick-head, looking like the cat that got
the canary.
    "Oh, shit!" I yelled.
    He grinned, "Not bad, hunh?"
    "What're you gonna do with that?"
    "Well... maybe I'll tear it up... if you give me some head."
    "You mean a blow job?" I had been considering it, actually,
but I wasn't going to admit it.
    "Yeah."
    "And if I don't?"
    "Well, I wonder what would happen if your mother found it."
    "You son-of-a-bitch!"
    "Aw, now, Kat. C'mon. I'll let you have the picture."
    I grabbed for it. "But first..." he said, yanking it away. I
took another slug of the beer.
    From behind the clump of salt grass, I heard Marty groan in
pleasure, and Sue giggling. I guess that convinced me. With the
blood pounding in my ears, I reached for his cock, and slowly put
my lips over the head. I was surprised, it felt and tasted good!
    I got my mouth all the way over it and started to blow. I
told you I was stupid!
    "Hey, what're you doing?"
    I looked up at him.
    "You're not supposed to blow. You suck it and lick it. Don't
you know anything?"
    "I... never did this before," I admitted. "Why do they call
it a 'blow job' if you don't blow?"
    "I dunno. It's just called that."
    Well, he told me what to do. He told me where to lick, how to
suck my cheecks against the sides of it, how to play around with
the crown. Again, I really got into it. I was licking and sucking
away noisily, really enjoying it.
    Then he said, "See how much you can get in your mouth. Try to
swallow the head."
    Well, at first I gagged and came up coughing, but on the
third try, I got my nose all the way up to his crotch. I realized
that I was loving it.  I felt a sense of power, with all of his
manhood in my mouth. I pulled away and licked the length of it
from root to tip, then sucked the head between my lips, and he
groaned and the cock started to jump in my mouth.  I knew he was
close to coming. I took the length of it in once more, then
pumped it in and out of my mouth, and he shot his cream against
my throat. I kept sucking till he stopped squirting, then sat
back and washed his jism down with more beer.
    "Keep me in your mouth till it gets soft," he commanded.
"Never stop too soon."
    I did as he told me, and he petted my hair and face while I
held his softening dick with my lips.
    I had almost (but not quite) forgotten the blackmail picture,
when he handed it to me. I was surprised.
    "Giving it up so easy?  I figured you'd hold out for more!"
    He laughed, "Did  you enjoy it?"
    Truthfully, I said, "yes," and he pulled me over him, and
kissed my face while his hands rubbed over my ass. "You're a fast
learner, Kat. You'll be a really great little cocksucker with a
couple more lessons."
    I felt happy. Somehow I felt I should be insulted, but I
wasn't. I was content to lie on top of Dave, basking in the sun,
the beer, and what I had just done. I was enjoying his hands on
my ass, too. Then I noticed that he had managed to pull my bikini
bottoms down, and his cock, growing stiff again, was nuzzling my
cunny!
    I rolled off him fast. "No. You can't screw me."
    "Aw, Kat, baby. It won't hurt. It'll be wonderful, you'll
see."
    "No. I'm gonna stay a virgin. But if you want, I'll blow you
again, OK?"
    He laughed. "Really like it, don't you?  OK, but first lemme
see your pussy."
    Well, my bottoms were already down around my thighs, so I
just pulled them off and opened my legs so he could see.  The
sparse brown curls of my thatch didn't hide much.
    "Don't you dare try to stick it in," I said.
    He just lay down on the beach towel with his head between my
knees and looked. "Lie back," he said, "and get comfortable...
and so I can see you better."
    So I did, and drank more beer. He started to play with my
pussy- lips. It felt good. The sun was really warm, now, and I
closed my eyes and just let the good feelings roll. He ran his
finger along my pussy- lips, down almost to my asshole, back up
over my clit. Then, suddenly, I felt something wet rubbing on my
lips, something that felt really good, and I snapped my eyes open
and looked. He had his mouth on my cunny, and was licking me.
    "Oh, that's good," I moaned. He licked and sucked my lips
while I watched. I saw my clit poke out, and he sucked that, too.
    It didn't take long before I came, good and hard. I guess I
made a lot of noise, cause Sue and Marty came running back. They
were both naked, too. When they saw what was going on, Sue
started giggling, and Marty was staring, his dick at half mast
and struggling to rise.
    Sue sat down next to me and said, "He fuck you yet?"
    "I told you, I'm gonna stay a virgin."
    Sue laughed. "I'm hungry," she announced, and ran to retrieve
the sandwiches from the cooler.
    "Bring more beer, too," Marty called after her.
    After all the beer, I really had to pee, so I went off behind
a tree and squatted.  When I came back, I found Sue grinning and
the three of them talking.
    As we ate the sandwiches and drank more beer, Sue grabbed
Marty's cock. He didn't seem to mind. I just lay on my stomach,
munching the sandwich and drinking more beer and feeling really
good.
    Then Dave said, "I gotta pee," and trotted off to the tree.
    Sue leaned toward me and said, "We figured out a way you can
get laid and still be a virgin."
    "Yeah," Marty said.
    "That's impossible," I protested.
    Sue grinned and said, "It is possible, I tell you."
    "How's it possible," I asked?
    She giggled again, "In the ass."
    "Yuch, no," I said, "That'd hurt!"
    "Nah, Marty said. Not if you are good and greased up."
    "How would you know," I blurted?
    Marty looked at Sue, and she yanked on his cock and said, "Go
ahead, tell her."
    "Well," he said, "the first summer I went to boys' camp, the
older kids grabbed me one night and did it to me. 'Initiation,'
they called it. It didn't hurt at all, cause they used lots of
grease."
    As I thought about that, Dave came back.
    "That's dirty. Besides, we don't have any grease," I said.
    Sue and Marty moved fast. Sue grabbed my legs, Marty grabbed
my arms, and they stretched me out on my belly.
    "Hey! I yelled. Lemme go!"
    Dave got my bottle of baby oil out and started oiling the
crack of my ass. I was kind'a scared, but still it felt good.
    "Stop it," I yelled, "stop this instant and let me go."
    "Nope," Sue said. "We won't hurt you. I know you wanna get
fucked, and I mean to see that you get it."
    Dave got his finger all oily and pushed it against my
asshole, rubbing it. It felt nice, actually. He pushed harder and
it went in.
    I yelped, but it didn't hurt.
    He kept working his finger, and lots of oil, into my pucker.
It felt nicer and nicer, and I got looser and looser. I stopped
complaining. Then Dave pushed two fingers in. He worked a long
time, putting more and more oil in, and making my asshole looser
and looser. It really started to feel good.
    Sue asked, "How is it, Kat?"
    "Umm," I said, "This is nice."
    Then Dave got up on his knees and splashed oil on his dick
and got behind me. He lifted my hips up, and Sue levered my knees
apart. Dave pushed his cock against my backside. At first it
wouldn't go in, but then he stuck a finger in, and squirmed it
around for a while, and followed it with his dick, and it
slithered right in.
    "Hey!" I yelled.
    Dave asked, "Hurt?"
    "No... feels... funny."
    Dave pushed harder, and more went in. The more that he got in
me, the better it felt. I pushed back, shoving my cheeks back
against him.
    "Wow," Sue said. "Lookit it go in."  She let go of my legs
and grabbed my cheeks and spread them so Dave could get more in.
Marty let go of my wrists, and watched. He started to stroke my
tits, his big cock in his other hand.
    Dave pushed some more, and I shoved back, and I felt his
balls up against my pussy.
    "It's all the way in, Kat," Sue reported.
    Dave pushed me down onto the blanket, and he lay on top of
me, his dick way up inside me. It felt so good, I didn't want him
to leave, ever.
    "Oh, don't pull out, Dave," I begged.
    "Only to put it back in," he said, and he pulled back out,
then slowly and smoothly, slithered way back up again.
    Sue grabbed Marty and said, "You gotta do me in the ass!
Right now!"
    I looked over, and Marty was already starting to oil up Sue's
bottom. Sue's bottom is smaller than mine, but it's round and
sticks out nice, too. Marty was hard as a rock.  He was pushing
his finger up into her, working in the oil, when Dave pulled out
and pushed back in again, and he started to pump.
    "Oh, go slow, Dave. Don't get too.. excited. Make it last," I
whispered, hoarsly.
    Dave was pumping, now, running the length of his shaft in and
out of me. At one point he slid out all the way, and he stuffed
it back in.
    "Ohhh!" I said, "That's good."
    So, he did it again, slid all the way out, then eased it back
in.
    I looked over and saw that Marty was lying on his back, and
Sue was lowering her asshole onto his oil-slick dick, with an
enraptured look on her face. I wanted to try that, too, but what
Dave was doing just felt so good I didn't want him to stop. He
was pumping my ass slowly and steadily, now, and this warm,
tingly feeling was working its way from my asshole to my pussy.
    Dave was muttering, "Oh, Kathy, oh, God," over and over.
    "Don't come, Dave," I yelled. "Go slow."
    Dave jammed his dick all the way in me and stopped. The warm
feeling made it to my clit. Dave started to squirm around on my
back, his dick worming around inside me.
    That did it. I came. I howled, I guess, cause Dave put his
hand over my mouth. I shook all over, especially my ass. I just
flopped around underneath him like a fish on the dock. And every
move I made worked his dick around inside me, and made me come
harder, which made me wiggle more. It felt like it lasted hours!
    I was coming back down to earth when I felt Dave's dick
pulse, way up in my ass, and he moaned, too.
    He lifted my hips up again, putting my ass way up in the air,
my shoulders still on the beach towel. He started pumping in and
out of my ass real fast and hard. That set me off again, and the
two of us thrashed about for a while.  I think I passed out.
    When next I knew anything, Dave was still lying on top of me,
his soft dick still stuffed in my ass, and there were big bunches
of the beach towel clumped up in my hands.
    Sue was pumping her ass up and down on Marty's cock, he was
groaning really loud, 'cause he was just starting to come. Sue
sat all the way down on it and I saw her stomach muscles squeeze.
Marty grunted like a stuck pig, and he made all kinds of faces as
he came.
    I wiggled my ass a little, to feel dave's cock in it.
    "Jee-zus," Dave whispered in my ear, "when you come, baby,
you really come!"
    "That was... awsome," I said.
    Sue wasn't so enthusiastic. "Oh, it's OK," she said, "but I
like it regular better."  But i noticed she was still sitting on
Marty's dick.
    Sue and I spent the rest of the afternoon lying down, she on
her back and me on my belly, while the boys stuffed us as often
as they could get it up- with our willing help, of course.
    Finally, the sun sank toward the horizon, and we took a swim
to get cleaned off, put our swim suits back on, and went home.
    Oh, I kept the polaroid. I managed to hide it well, and my
mother never found it. I didn't find out until years later that
Dave had taken another polaroid while I was blowing him. He kept
it for years, too.
    I tail-fucked Dave twice more that summer, and Marty, too,
once. Each time I did it, I came harder and better. It was
wonderful.
    I'll tell you about those times next.
    ---------  To Be Continued  --------


Subject: Katrina's Confession pt 2 (m/f)

    Last time, I confessed about the picnic where I first gave
head, and got my cousin Dave's big cock in my ass, with help from
his sister Sue and her boy-friend Marty.
    The next day, my tail was a little sore, as you might
imagine, but I didn't mind, and looked forward to getting it
again!
    The weather had turned rainy, squelching any idea of further
picnics, so Sue set up for the four of us to go to a movie
together. The village had this little rickety movie theatre, with
a tiny balcony, only three rows deep. Sue figured there wouldn't
be many other people in the place, especially not in the balcony,
so we'd be able to spend the time "making out." The movie that
was playing was a horror flick, with lots of dark night scenes,
so the light level would be real low.
    Sue even picked out what we should wear. We put on wide
flared skirts, button- front blouses and no underwear at all. I
could understand why she had said no underwear, but I hadn't the
vaguest idea why the rest.
    She phoned Marty and had a whispered conversation with him,
and hung up grinning.
    After dinner, Marty came over and we left for the movie,
Marty and Sue sharing one big umbrella, and Dave and I under
another. We walked slowly to the movie, for despite the rain, it
was warm and pleasant.
    We arrived, paid, and entered the theater. The boys bought
big buckets of popcorn and soda, and up the stairs to the tiny
balcony we went. We found four seats at the back, carefully out
of view from the projection booth windows and far from the
stairway.
    We were just in time, for the lights dimmed as we sat down,
the boys in the outside seats. As the "coming attractions"
started, Sue whispered to me, "watch," and pulled Marty's fly
open and took out his cock.
    "Jeez," Dave whispered in my ear, "she's not wasting any
time!"
    I giggled back, "Sue's trying for her own version of 'Cumming
Attractions,' I think!"
    I would have started on Dave right away too, but I was scared
somebody might come up to the balcony, and it was fairly bright
from the reflections off the screen. But soon the movie started.
Marty was already moaning, though the movie music was loud, and
covered the sound.
    As soon as they started the first night scene, I reached down
to rub Dave's jeans front, and found he had gotten ready for me
by opening his fly and letting his dick out. It was semi- soft,
but I soon cured that. Actually, I found it exciting to feel it
grow and harden in my hand.
    Sue and I turned to each other and grinned, and we both dove
for the boys' crotches. I had learned my cocksucking lesson well,
I guess, 'cause Dave didn't give me any instructions at all, just
sat back and enjoyed it.
    I enjoyed it, too. I made mental notes of what little oral
games seemed to feel especially good to him, and made good use of
them. I licked the head, then ran my tongue down the length of it
down to where it stuck out of his jeans. I sucked it into my
mouth and pumped it between my drawn-in cheeks. At one point I
dragged my teeth lightly over the head of his cock, and he just
went, "oohhhh." I put it up against his body and nibbled the
whole underside of it, starting at the root and working up to the
head. When I got to the crown, I tickled it with the tip of my
tongue.
    I looked at the little slitted hole in the tip and saw a big
drop of "honey," so, using just the very tip of my tongue, I
licked it away. It tasted good. I made the end of my tongue small
and pointy and stuck it into the little hole. I couldn't get it
in far, but Dave moaned anyway.
    Then, wetting the head thoroughly, I tried to swallow the
whole cock. I had to try a couple of times before I could get it
all, but I did, my nose and chin against his jeans.
    I pulled away and held just the head between my lips and
sucked hard.
    Well, by the time the movie monsters were chasing the
screaming heroine around, the boys were creaming. Marty moaned so
loud, I was sure somebody would come to check. Good thing the
movie was noisy!
    Dave came so much I could hardly swallow it in time! After he
got soft, I came up for air. Dave covered his dick by putting the
popcorn pail in his lap, and we munched on handfuls of the
popcorn while Dave's cock recovered.
    After a few minutes, Sue said, "Marty, did you get the
stuff?"
    "Yup."
    "Gimme."
    Marty reached in his pocket and got out a small white paper
bag and handed it to Sue. She opened the bag and got out a small
package and a tube of something. She handed me the tube and said,
"Smear a bunch of this on Dave's cock, then lift your skirt and
sit on it!  You can arrange your skirt so if anybody looks
they'll just see a girl sitting in a boy's lap!"
    Now I understood Sue's strategy. Sue opened the package and
took out a rubber, and rolled it onto Marty's already hardening
cock, jacking it a little to help it up. Then, neat as you could
ask, she got up and sat on his lap while raising the back of her
skirt so that she got his dick right in her cunny.  She settled
down neatly, and grinning, arranged her skirt over her legs.
    I looked at the tube she had given me. It was K-Y jelly.  I
grinned, and smeared Dave's cock with it. I ended by putting a
big blob on the head. I told Dave, "Slouch down in year seat and
hold up the back of my skirt," and moved over his lap, one leg on
each side of his thighs. He did, and I held his cock, aiming it
for my butt-hole, and sat down.
    The jelly worked really well, and his dick-head slid right
in.  Then Dave and I arranged my skirt to cover everything while
I wiggled my butt around and down until I was sitting right on
his lap, the whole of his cock 'way up in my butt.
    I leaned back into Dave's arms, and he unbuttoned the middle
button of my blouse and stuck his hand in and twiddled my nipple.
    Oh, it felt good! All I had to do was wiggle a little once in
a while, partly to feel his dick move around in my asshole, and
partly to keep him hard.
    I looked over at Sue and Marty. They looked so cute and
innocent. She was sitting in his lap, feeding him popcorn from
the bucket he'd put on the next seat, and once in a while she
bounced a up and down a little. If I hadn't known what was going
on under her skirt, and didn't have a big dick in my own ass, I'd
never have guessed that Sue had his dick up in her cunny!
    I found out that I liked just sitting there with a big dick
in my ass, without him having to pump it or anything. At one
point I sat still for so long that Dave's dick started to get
soft. Well, I fixed that quick by squeezing my ass muscles and
bouncing up and down. He got hard again fast!
    Sue was pumping Marty slowly, just moving back and forth on
his lap. Marty had his head back on the seat- back and was
looking glassy eyed. Sue was watching the screen; I figured she
was waiting for another noisy part. I was right. When next there
was a lot of screaming, Sue started bouncing on Marty's lap like
crazy. They must both have come then, cause their yells mixed
with those of the movie, Marty grabbed Sue hard around the waist,
and she was sort-of shivering.
    After a while she got off Marty's lap, and they kissed for a
long time.
    Dave started squirming underneath me. He whispered in my ear,
"Kat, please, baby, I gotta come, or I'll bust!"
    I whispered back, "But it feels sooo good just feeling your
big cock 'way up in me!"
    I squeezed his dick with my ass muscles.
    "Kat, oh, God, Kat, yes, it does, but... oh, shit, baby, oh,
Kat, oh, God..."
    His hand, the one not under my blouse, went up under my skirt
and started rubbing my wet lips and clit. So, I squeezed up my
ass muscles again and bounced up and down on his lap as slowly as
I could. That warm spot back there started to grow again, and
started moving toward my clit. I started to moan.
    Sue reached over and put her hand over my mouth and said,
"Shhh!" as I came, and in a second or two, I felt Dave's cock
pulsing in me, shooting his juice 'way up in my gut. His right
hand was rubbing my clit, his left was squeezing my nipple. Oh,
it was heavenly!
    Soon, however, he got limp and fell out of me. I got off his
lap and cleaned off his dick with a paper napkin. He put it away
just as the movie ended and the lights came up.
    We would have stayed for another showing, but an usher came
up and chased us out.  We went to a diner and had some ice cream
sodas, and then started home.
    The rain had stopped, and it looked like next day might be
nice. We decided to walk home along the beach road, a dark gravel
lane, not the main street. Sue and Marty were walking ahead of
us, and when we got away from the cluster of cabins near the
village, I saw Sue take Marty's cock out again, so I pulled down
Dave's fly and got his out, too, and played with it. Dave reached
under my skirt and rubbed and squeezed my ass cheeks as we
walked.
    We walked along slowly like that for a while, Dave behind and
to the left of me, me holding his dick in my left hand, him
playing with my cheeks with his right. Then, Dave slid his hand
down the crack of my ass and rubbed a finger on my butt-hole,
which was still lubricated with the jelly and his come. It felt
nice, and I sort- of pushed my butt back. Then, he slowly slid
his finger inside. Not as good as his cock in there, but it felt
nice, and the motion of walking kept it interesting.
    It was dark enough along the beach road that I could hardly
make out the figures of Marty and Sue walking a few yards ahead
of us, but it seemed to me that Marty was playing with Sue's
tits.
    We reached a place about halfway from the village to our
place, and it was dark and quiet. On our right you could see the
line of white where the beach sand was, and on our left was a
stand of trees and a wooden rail fence. Marty and Sue walked off
the road to the fence, and Sue leaned back on it. Dave took his
finger out of me and led me to the fence also.  The grass at the
roadside was wet from the rain, but I didn't mind.
    When I reached the fence, I leaned against it and put my left
arm around Dave's neck and pulled his head down and kissed him.
His tongue came sliding into my mouth, and I sucked it and licked
it. I grabbed his cock with my other hand, and he slid his hands
under my skirt, one caressing my ass cheeks while the other
explored my pussy. We french- kissed and played with each other
for a long time, and I got so hot I was trembling.
    I got the tube of K-Y out of my purse and smeared up his
cock. He moaned and groaned while I did that. Then I turned
around, lifted my skirt onto my back and bent forward over the
fence rail.
    "Fuck me, Dave," I murmured, "Fuck my ass."
    Dave wasn't the sort to refuse such a demand, so he stepped
up behind me, took the tube from me, and greased the entrance.
Then I felt his cock pushing at my hole. I relaxed, and bore down
a little to open my pucker for him. He slid the head right in.
Then, pumping slowly, he worked the rest in, inch by beautiful
inch. Finally, I felt his jeans up against my cheeks and he
whispered, "You've got it all, baby."
    "Just hold still a minute," I said.
    Dave stood quietly, his cock throbbing gently in me.
    "Oh," I thought, "wouldn't it be just great to go to bed like
this and have it in me all night?"
    After a while, Dave started to pump again. He pulled almost
all the way out, I felt my asshole slide down over the head, but
then he shoved it back in- and in. He slid it so slowly, it made
his dick seem that much longer. His hands spread my cheeks apart
and he pushed up against me. I felt my butt-hole stretch as he
got down to the root. He started to pull out again, and as he did
I squeezed all my muscles tight, squeezed his dick inside me. He
groaned. He finished his outstroke and pushed back in. I relaxed
to let as much of him in as I could get.
    That warm, tingly feeling started again, somewhere deep in
my guts, and grew toward my pussy. Dave stroked out again as I
squeezed, then back in as I relaxed. When he was all the way in,
I squeezed as hard as I could. Dave's cock throbbed, hard. That
pushed me over the edge. I came hard and long.  I wanted to
scream, but controlled myself, allowing only little whimpers to
be heard as my body convulsed and shook. Each contraction of my
orgasm squeezed Dave's big dick in me, and each time it jumped
and throbbed. Dave was breathing really hard, now, and he started
to pump, fucking me faster and faster. I didn't stop coming, the
pumping just kept me going.
    I couldn't hold back, I pumped my fanny back at him, matching
his strokes, and trying to get his super-stiff prick way up into
me on every "in."  Finally, just as I was beginning to come down,
Dave moaned loud, thrust in me really hard, and I felt his dick
jump as he shot. He shot about six or seven times, way up in me.
Each time he shot, I squeezed. His hands grabbed my tits hanging
over the rail, and squeezed them through my blouse.
    "Oh, God, oh, Kat, oh, your beautiful fucking ass, Kat,
oh, God, I love your fucking ass..." Dave mumbled.
    I was exhausted and damp with sweat, and leaned hard on the
rail as Dave gave me a few more strokes before his dick softened.
Finally, it got all limp, and he started to pull out.
    "Wait, Dave. Leave it in," I begged.
    He left it in. I reached back with my hand and felt around,
feeling how the shaft disappeared into the stretched pucker of my
asshole. I discovered that he had let his jeans down onto his
thighs, and I felt his balls. I cupped them in my hand and toyed
with them, stroked them and the root of his dick. I felt it
stirring inside me and smiled. Sure enough, with a few minutes
of attention to his balls, his dick started to grow again, but
this time inside me! Oh, how good that felt.
    I gave him a couple of little squeezes with my muscles, and
soon he was hard enough to pump me again.  No slow stuff, now,
though, Dave was panting and puffing like an old steam engine as
he grabbed my hips and pumped away as I churned his balls against
my pussy with my hand. The friction made my whole rectum burning
hot as he stroked away, and I was about to ask him to stop or
slow down when, with one long in-stroke, he started to shoot in
me. I squeezed, hoping I'd come, too, but I didn't. Dave noticed,
and he rubbed my clit. Before he got completely soft, I had a
little orgasm.
    I guess he had pumped some air into me with his violent
fucking, 'cause when he pulled out, I farted.  We both laughed.
    We used some kleenex to wipe the jelly off, and leaned
against the fence, kissing and whispering for a while. Finally,
we all got back on the road and headed home.
    Later, as we got into our beds, Sue told me that she and
Marty had taken turns sitting on the fence and getting eaten
until they had both come twice.
    I fell asleep thinking about Dave's big cock in my ass, and
how I wished it was still in there.
    --- to be continued ---


Subject: Katrina's Confession pt 3 (m/f)

    My cousin Dave's big dick had filled my previously virgin
butt-hole five times in two days, so the day after we went to the
movie, my rear entrance was really sore, as you might imagine.
I was sorry mostly because I didn't think I could take another
fucking back there that day.
    Well, as it turned out, we couldn't have anyway.  The adults
had plans which included us, and we were never alone long enough
to try it. But, we did get to do something interesting, though.
    When we got back from the trip, my parents, aunt and uncle
retired to the sitting room with drinks, and we "kids" were
excused, so we went out on the porch and sat on the chaise. We
were afraid to really try anything much with our parents just
inside, but Sue took the opportunity to motor- mouth at Dave and
me. Sue kidded me mercilessly about how I had become insatiable.
I responded in kind, since Sue didn't seem at all happy without
Marty's cock in her hand- or in her cunny.
    At first, Dave just sat there, grinning at our banter, but
then after a while, he dug his dick out from his bermuda shorts.
I noticed it was half-hard already.
    Sue giggled and said, "brother's gettin' a hard- on."

    "Mmm," I said, reaching for it, "lemme have that."
    Dave looked at Sue and said, "too bad Marty's not here, hunh?
Bet you'd like to play with his cock, hunh?"
    Sue stopped giggling and looked bored.
    I started slowly jacking Dave off while looking over my
shoulder at the door into the house, worried that someone might
come out, when I felt another hand joining mine. I looked, and it
was Sue's.
    "Yeah," she said impishly, "but maybe yours will do. I bet
Kat and I can do a real good job on you."
    "Leggo of that, Sue," I said indignantly. "That's mine, and
besides, he's your brother."
    "So what?" she retorted, "It's not like I was screwing him,
you know. Jealous? Want it all for yourself, you hog?"
    "Now, girls," Dave chided, "stop fighting over my cock," He
laughed, "there's enough for both of you."
    I said, "Braggart," and we all giggled.
    The whole time, Sue and I were both handling his dick. It
felt strange and exciting, too, to be "sharing" this way.  Then
Dave grinned, and in a sly voice said, "Why don't you both lick
it?"
    Sue and I looked at each other and answered in unison, "Why
not?"
    We both leaned down and started licking up the sides of it,
then I sucked the head while Sue licked, then we traded places.
It was so exciting!
    Then we heard footsteps, and we sat up and Dave put his cock
away, fast. It was uncle George. He pushed the screen door open
and stepped outside, a snifter of brandy and a cigar in his hand.
   "You kids sittin' in the dark out here?"
   "Yes, uncle," I said. "It looks so pretty with the moon out."
   "Um," he said, then lit his cigar.  The three of us looked at
each other as we realized uncle George had come outside to smoke
his cigar!  You can imagine how awkward it was making small talk
while he smoked and enjoyed his brandy, and we wanted to get back
at our "game."
   Finally, after what seemed like hours, he put out the stub,
and said, "Don't stay out too long. There's a chill in the air,"
and went back inside.  He wasn't gone five seconds before Sue and
I were digging in Dave's pants.
   We dragged Dave's cock out, and of course, it had gotten soft.
I'd gotten so used to seeing it big and hard, it was a bit of a
shock to see it small and floppy. Before Sue could say or do
anything, I had my mouth on it and was sucking. Dave groaned in
pleasure as his hard- on grew with my close attention, and soon
it was up in its full glory. I leaned back to admire "my work,"
and Sue pounced on it. I watched for a minute, then I carefully
pulled his balls out of his fly, too. First I just stroked them,
then I leaned down and sucked one into my mouth.
    I said, "My turn, move over," to Sue. She let go of Dave's
cock and let me have it while she sucked his balls. I sucked it
in until I felt the head press against the back of my mouth, and
then tried swallowing it. Dave moaned softly, and the next thing
I knew, he was spurting his hot juice against my throat. I rocked
back 'til I had just the head in my lips and sucked every drop.
    Sue said, "Leave some for me!"  We quickly traded, and Sue
got the last squirt, I think. Then she licked it all over as it
got soft again. Dave just sat there, his parts hanging out of his
fly, his face blank. "God, that was good," he mumbled.
    I stuffed him back in his pants and zipped him up.
    Sue and I wanted Dave to eat us, too, but we were wearing
shorts, and were afraid that if we dropped them to give him
access, someone might come out and catch us. So we demanded that
Dave rub us off instead.
    Dave didn't need much convincing. He set to work, rubbing our
pussies, one in each hand. But then, he got up and dragged a
chair over, and sat facing us. He worked his hands up the legs of
our shorts, and pushed our panties aside, and slipped his fingers
in our wet holes. It didn't take long before we were both coming.
    It was very nice, but I still wished I could sit on his big
dick.
 

Subject: Katrina's Confession pt 4-6 (m/f)

    I told you that I had Marty, too, that summer. Well, here is
how that happened.
    The day was warm and sultry. I was looking forward to another
boat expedition to some remote spot, but uncle George had other
ideas. At breakfast he announced that he was taking his family to
Provincetown to the craft show, and that anyone interested could
come along. I declined the offer and Sue wanted to stay, but
uncle George insisted she go.
    After they left, I headed for the beach. At least I could
work on my tan, I thought. I found a corner away from the little
kids, put dowm my beach towel, smeared myself with baby oil and
lay down. The sun was warm and I was drowsy and daydreaming about
what had become my favorite subject- a big dick in my bottom-
when a shadow falling on me brought me back to reality. It was
Marty.
    "Hi, Kat. Where's Sue?"
    "Uncle George dragged her to Provincetown."
    "Shit. Dave too?"
    "Yeah. Guess you're stuck with me for company."
    "Well, that's not so bad," he said, grinning. "Can I join
you?"
    I nodded and he spread his towel next to mine and flopped
down.
    "So, you're an old- fashioned girl; want to stay a virgin
'til you get married, hunh," he asked?
    "Yup."
    "And you never did... anything... before the other day?"
    "Like I told Sue, the most I did was to give a guy a hand job
after a school dance. Oh, I let some guys cop a feel now and
then, but... I always kept my panties on, y'know?"
    "Un hunh. But you really like it, now?"
    "Yeah," I answered dreamily. "I didn't know it could be so
good... 'specially not in the ass."
    He rolled over on his side looking at me.
    "Are you in love with Dave," he asked after a while?
    "No. Oh, he's nice, and I like him... but I'm not in love
with him. And, he's my cousin, fer crissake."
    "Um," he said.
    We spent an hour or so baking in the sun.
    "Whew," he said, "It's getting hot. Want to swim?"
    "Sure," I said.
    "Race you to the island!"
    We swam out into the cove, to a clump of weeds and sand we
called an island. It was a couple of hundred yards out, and
though I took the lead early, I tired and he beat me there
easily. I belly- flopped on the sand next to him, panting. He
rolled over next to me and stroked my ass through my suit.
    "You do have a nice ass, Kat," he said.
    I rolled over and looked at him. He was smiling, and there
was a gleam in his eye and a bulge in his bathing suit.
    "Looks like something wants to get out," I said, pointing.
    "Yeah?"
    Marty stopped grinning. He reached over and gently drew the
straps of my suit off my shoulders and pulled them down until my
breasts fell free of the suit.
    "Nice tits, too," he said.
    I started to laugh, realizing what a change there had been in
me; that just a week before I would have struggled and run away,
or been horrified to be sitting here with my boobs exposed. I
decided to go for it.
    "Isn't that uncomfortable, Marty?" I asked.
    I reached out and pulled at the elastic of his suit, still
showing a big bulge. The head of his dick popped out of the top
of the suit.
    He shrugged and pulled his suit down. As he released his
cock, it snapped up and banged against his belly, then wobbled up
and down. It wasn't as long as Dave's but it was thicker, and the
head was a big red knob, where Dave's was more pointed.
    He sat with the suit around his thighs, his dick pointing
straight at me. He reached over and cupped one of my breasts in
his hand and tweaked my nipple with his fingers. A little twinge
ran right to my pussy.
    "Take off your suit, Kat," he said, his voice gruff.
    "If you take yours off," I said, trying to sound wicked.
    He pulled it off and I wiggled out of mine, then reached over
and grabbed that big knob. He was staring at my pussy.
    "I wanna eat you," he said.
    By answer I just lay back and spread my legs. He crawled over
and put his face to my wet, silky mound.  He put his hands on
each of my buttocks.  As his tongue flicked back and forth over
my clit, it sent waves of hot and cold through me. I dropped my
head back, and arched my back in pleasure.
    I murmured, "Make me come. Please, I want to come, eat my
pussy. Lick my cunny all over. Suck my clit. Make me come!"
    He eagerly obliged. He slipped his hands under my butt,
squeezing my ass- cheeks tightly, and explored my wet pussy with
his tongue. He licked and sucked all over my wet hole, and teased
my clit as I moaned and writhed. In a surprisingly short time, I
shuddered in a violent climax.
    Then he was kneeling in front of me, pointing his dick at my
cunny.
    "No," I said, "Please don't."
    "Oh, shit," he said. "I forgot. You like it in back. Then
roll over."
    "We need grease," I said.
    He grabbed at his suit and I thought he was going to go, but
he came back with a small tube in his hand. It must have been in
a pocket or something. He opened it and started to smear his cock
with it, then on second thought, handed it to me, "You do it."
    Eagerly, I took the tube and coated his throbbing cock. Marty
groaned as I carefully put plenty on the head. Then he took the
tube back and told me to kneel, and pushed my shoulders down to
the ground, my ass way up in the air. He squeezed some of the
jelly on my asshole and rubbed it around with his finger, then
pushed the finger in.
    "Oh, yeah," I breathed.
    He pumped his finger in and out, working the K-Y in. Then he
stopped and I felt the big knob of his dick against my back door.
He pushed and slid the head in.
    "OH!" I said.
    Marty grunted and pushed some more, and I felt his thick cock
slide up my rectum, and then his balls whack up against my
throbbing clit.
    "Do it to me, Marty," I groaned, "Fuck me in the ass!"
    He started to pump me, slowly first, then faster and faster.
On each in- stroke, his balls swung up against my cunny.
    It felt great! But I was afraid he would come too fast, so I
wanted him to go slower.
    "Oh, Marty, slow down!"
    "Great... tight... fucking...  ass," he grunted, pumping
away.
    I moaned again and he grunted and pumped. I squeezed his dick
with my ass muscles, hoping to slow him down, but he only pumped
harder. The more I squeezed, the harder he pumped. It felt so
good.
    I started to come, "Oh, yeah! Oh, fuck me! Oh... AHH..."
    I grabbed his balls and he twiddled my clit with his fingers,
and then he stopped pumping and slammed his dick way into me,
pushing hard against my ass cheeks, and I felt his dick pulse in
me, as his hot load shot up in me. He must have squirted eight or
nine times.
    Then he started to pull out.
    "No, wait," I said urgently. "Stay in me. Please stay in me."
    "OK," He said, and using his hands to help, pushed back in
me. We dropped forward onto the sand, him on top of me, his
slowly shrinking dick still deep in me. It felt heavenly! I
tightened up to hold it in. Oh, it was good.
    But, then, far too quickly for me, it dropped out.
    We took another swim, nude, then got back on the island, and
lay back in the sun. I looked over at him and saw he was getting
hard again.
    "Do something for me, Marty," I asked?
    "What?"
    "Put it in me again, but don't pump in and out."
    "Hunh?"
    "Yeah.  I just want to feel your big dick in me."
    He got up and came over to me, and kneeled behind me.
    I said, "Wait. Lie down on your side. Good. Now I'll lie down
here next to you."
    I snuggled down next to him till we were like nested spoons,
then reached behind me for his cock. I guided it to my back door
and pressed the head against it. Marty pushed, and it was in. I
guess there was still plenty of the grease in my A- hole, because
it just slid right in.
    He pushed more, and I felt his dick slither up into me until
his belly was right up against my cheeks.
    "Now don't move," I said. "Just relax and enjoy it."
    Marty grunted. We stayed like that for a while, and it felt
just dreamy, his fat cock spreading my bottom.
    But then he started to soften. I could feel his cock lose its
thickness, and start to come out of me. I squeezed with my anal
muscles, and moved on him, little tiny motions. It got hard
again, and slithered back up me.
    "Oh, I like that," I said.
    And it did feel wonderful, growing inside me like that.
    Marty started to move in me, pumping slowly.
    "Lie still, Marty," I ordered.
    He stopped. I reached between my legs and found his balls,
and gently stroked them, stretching his sac and pulling his balls
up between my legs and over my hot pussy. Marty pushed my legs up
with his, grabbed my ass cheek and spread me open and pushed in a
little more. I felt my hole spread open as the fat base of his
dick pushed into me. He reached around and cupped my titties with
his hands.
    We lay like that for a long time. Every time his dick started
to soften, I moved on him, just enough to get it hard again.
    Finally, he muttered, "I can't stand it any more, Kat. I
gotta move in you!"
    He started to pull back a little. I let him back off me
about an inch, then pulled him back in by his balls.
    "Oh, Jesus," he said.
    "OK," I said, "but I'm going to sit on you."
    I let go of his balls and rolled back onto him, getting my
legs under me. At one point I had to back off him and I thought
he would slip out, but I managed to keep him in me. I moved
over him until I was squatting over his hips, facing his feet,
his dick still in my ass.
    I started to pump him. Very slowly, I moved up and off him,
until he was almost out. Then, just as slowly sat back down until
I was sitting hard on his hips, all of his manhood deep in my
rectum.  I did this only four times when I felt myself starting
to come. I sat hard on his cock and squeezed like crazy, and
reached down and rubbed my clit. I came instantly.
    I was shuddering all over, and my ass and pussy were jerking
with wild spasms, and I heard my voice making funny squealing
sounds.
    "Oh, shit, Kat," I heard Marty say, as though from far away,
"Oh... gaaa... ung!"
    I felt, dreamily, his cock pulse way up in me as he shot his
second load in me. I kept coming, each pulse of his dick bringing
me off again, and each squeeze of mine forcing another squirt
from him.
    He stopped shooting, but he kept moaning. I was still coming.
It felt like I would never stop!  But finally, exhausted, the
spasms stopped, leaving me panting, his softening member still
trapped in me. I tried to keep it in there, sitting hard on his
hips.
    "For Crissake, Kat," Marty said, "you're crushing me!"
    I lifted my weight from him, just a tiny bit, but he slipped
out. I dropped down onto the sand between his legs, my insides
still twitching slightly.
    "Jesus, Kat," Marty whispered, panting, "You are something
else!"
    "You ain't bad, yourself," I grinned.
    After a while, we took another swim to get the sand off, put
our suits on, and swam back to the mainland.
    ------ to be continued ------

                     My Confession (Part Five)
                          By Katrina

    In the last four parts, you remember, I told you that since
"confession is good for you," I'm confessing that I love a big
cock in my ass, and my "adventures" about that, but that I'm
changing all the names of people and of some of the places,
because I don't have the other people's permission to reveal
their part in my story, or to use their names.
    In the last four parts I told you about my summer vacation,
where my cousins Dave and Sue, and Marty, Sue's "summer romance"
had introduced me to serious sexual activities, and because I
wanted to stay a virgin, to anal sex.  I loved it!
    But the vacation ended, and I went back home and to school.
It was my second year in high school, and looked forward to not
being a lowly freshman.  I also looked forward to seeing Tommy
Jensen again. "Boy," I thought, "will he be surprised!  'Little
Miss Prim turns into Sex Kitten'."
    Now, I know that people don't get younger, but it sure seemed
that way to me; Tommy looked and acted so much more like a kid
than I expected. I suppose that the two weeks with Dave and Marty
had given me a new outlook. I was very disappointed.
    In fact, ALL the boys I had been seeing seemed un-interesting
now, and life was looking pretty glum.
    One afternoon toward the end of September, I was home alone,
my parents had gone to a party at their friends' house, and I
knew they would be out till midnight. I was horny as the devil
himself, and just couldn't concentrate on TV or reading or
anything.
    I was fixing myself a sandwich in the kitchen, and happened
to notice a zucchini in the garbage pail. It looked OK, and I
wondered. I took it out and realized it had gotten a little over-
ripe, and mom must have tossed it. It was still firm, but squished
a little when you squeezed it. Holding it, it felt a lot like
Dave's dick when it was hard, and I got this idea.
    I finished eating, then took the zucchini to the bathroom
and closed the door. On impulse, I drew bathwater and tossed in
some bubble bath.
    I stripped myself naked and admired my body in the full
length mirror on the door, which also faced the regular mirror
behind me. I had a nice figure, I thought. My tits were good
size, and still growing I think, and stood out nicely from my
chest. Quarter-sized areoles surrounded nipples that, when I got
hot as I was then, puckered up and stood out about a half inch.
    My waist was slender, my navel a deep little hole in the
round of my stomach. My hips were full and round, and I admired
them as I ran my hands over them, feeling the hard bones and the
soft flesh. The triangle of my pussy was covered with blonde
curls, but I could see the bulging outer lips and the little
folds of the inner lips sticking out.
    My best part, I thought, was my ass. I admired it in the
double-reflection, how full and round it was, how it stuck out
behind me, looking like, it seemed to me, an invitation. "See how
I stick out, come and fuck me."
    I ran my hands over my ass cheeks and felt the sensuous
roundness, the yielding flesh.
    The tub had run full, so I turned off the water and got in,
bringing the zucchini and a jar of Vaseline. I lay back in the
water and felt its warmth on my body, relaxing me. I slowly and
carefully smeared Vaseline on the zucchini.
    When I was satisfied that it was well greased, I got out of
the tub and lay on my back on the rug. I raised my legs up high
and pressed the zuch against my butt- hole. I wouldn't go in. I
took a Vaseline-smeared finger and stuck it in, and worked it
around, loosening my muscles. Then I tried the zucchini again. It
popped in this time. It felt good. Slowly I pushed it until the
whole nine or so inches was in my ass. Holding it with my hand, I
slowly lowered my legs, then got up and back in the tub.
    Oh, it felt good. It was just squishy enough to feel almost
real, and long and thick. Longer and thicker than either Dave or
Marty, I realized.  I lay in the tub a long time, squeezing my
ass muscles once in a while, just feeling it in there. But I
missed how a real dick would throb and squirm, with a life all
its own in there. The zucchini just... was there.
    Eventually the water got cold, so I got up and drained the
tub. I kept the zuch in me as I dried off. The mirror had gotten
slightly steamed up, but I bent over and looked. It was exciting
to see the end of the thick green thing sticking out of my tail!
    Using my fingers, I moved it in and out, still watching in
the mirror. Funny how my pussy lips would wiggle as I moved it in
my ass. My clit stuck out at the top of my pussy, pushing out of
its little hood, pink and shiny. I touched it with a fingertip
and shivers ran up my spine.
    I got out of the bathroom, still nude, and walked to my room,
holding the zucchini in my ass with my hand. What great
sensations as I walked, it almost felt like a real cock moving
around in me. I dug the polaroid Dave had taken out of its hiding
place and looked at myself admiring Dave's cock, and remembering
what happened next.
    I got a pair of panties out and put them on to hold the
zucchini in me, and lay on the bed, face down, making believe it
was a lover's big cock, and that he was going to keep it in me
all night. I fell asleep that way.
    When I woke up, I was scared. How late was it?  It was still
afternoon, I was safe. The zucchini was still in my ass, and I
felt heavenly. But now I really wanted to be fucked. I rolled on
my back, yanked the panties off, and jammed that veggie lover in
and out of me. I rubbed my clit with my other hand, and soon I
came. Since I was alone, I could yell, and I did.
    After I stopped coming, I was panting hard, and I just lay
there. I felt the zucchini slowly oozing out of me. I started to
cry, cause though it had been good, it wasn't like a real cock
after all.
    In a half an hour I was horny again.
    I knew where my dad kept his "X" rated videos, so, still
naked, I got one out and popped it into the VCR.
    The men all had huge cocks, much bigger than Dave or Marty,
more like my veggie lover. One of the women was really good
looking, with a cute, round ass like mine. I half-interestedly
watched them suck and fuck all over the place, and sat playing
with my clitty.
    Then the good-looking one was getting it doggie-style from
the man with the biggest cock, and she turned around and said,
"Fuck me in the ass, please."
    I suddenly got interested. He put that huge thing in her ass
and pumped that long thing in and out. Then he lay down and she
straddled him, impaling her ass hole on it. I was really getting
hot, so I took my zucchini and set it on the floor, and squatted
on it like the woman in the movie did with the guy's dick.
    Watching his cock go in and out of her, and feeling my veggie
lover go in and out of me, I came again.
    I watched two more videos, and fucked my veggie lover twice
more. My ass was getting sore by this time, so I put away the
videos and threw the zuch away (after washing it).
    I flopped on my bed and cried, wishing for a real lover.
    ------ to be continued ------


                       My Confession (Part six)
                          By Katrina

    In the last five parts, you remember, I told you that since
"confession is good for you," I'm confessing that I love a big
cock in my ass, and my "adventures" about that, but that I'm
changing all the names of people and of some of the places,
because I don't have the other people's permission to reveal
their part in my story, or to use their names.
    I told you about my summer vacation, where my cousins Dave
and Sue, and Marty, Sue's "summer romance" had introduced me to
serious sexual activities, and because I wanted to stay a virgin,
to anal sex.  I loved it!  But the vacation ended, and I went
back home and to school.  I was very disappointed. All the boys I
had been seeing seemed un-interesting now, and life was looking
pretty glum. That is, until I met Bob.
    Bob was a senior, blonde and good looking, and he had a
sports car. The girls thought he was a nerd, always working on
his old Porsche, but Bob looked real good to me, and I wanted to
make sure he noticed me.  If he was always working on his car,
you couldn't tell, 'cause he kept his hands and fingernails
clean.
    Remember my mom's attitude about clothes? I took to bringing
a change of clothes in my gym bag and changing in the girl's room
before school started, and putting the plain dresses my mom
preferred back on before going home. I wore tight jeans, that
showed off my round rear, and tight sweaters that emphasized my
boobs. I found out Bob's class schedule and made sure I was
walking the same hallway he was whenever I could.
    After a week of this I was getting frustrated, when finally
he smiled at me as I passed him. I smiled back and said, "Hi."
    After that, he started to look for me, sat with me at lunch
and study hall. It wasn't long after that he asked me out.
    I sure worked hard to look good- and sexy- for that date.  I
had a lot of talking with my mom so I could wear something that
didn't look frumpy and old-fashioned, and in the end wound up
compromising with her anyway. I wore a silk blouse and a plaid
skirt, with a much lower hem than I wanted.
    He took me to a movie and afterward to a diner, where we sat
and talked over burgers and shakes.  He was really interesting,
not at all the car- centered nerd the girls thought he was, and I
enjoyed getting acquainted.  But what I really wanted to get
aquainted with was in his pants.
    We left the diner, and Bob started to drive me home. I said
it was still early, and I asked him if he would like to drive up
to The Mountain, the local parking and necking area, to show me
how his car could go on the winding roads up there.
    He grinned and turned off onto the Interstate, and said he
knew of a better place, not as crowded. He turned on the radio,
and in a half hour he turned off onto a back road, and soon
turned off of that, too.
    There was nothing here but a reservoir and a dirt road
winding around it, and pine trees.
    Bob turned the radio off, and made sure I had the seat belt
on. Then he down-shifted and floored it, and I had the car-ride
of my life! I kept thinking for sure that we would slide off the
road and into either the water or a tree, but he kept the car on
the road, though not usually pointed the way we were going! I
glanced at the speedometer at one point and saw 85.
    He finally slowed down, and turned off under a clump of
trees, and rolled along a trail out to the edge of the water, and
shut off the lights and the engine.  I was panting from the ride.
    "It sure is quiet out here," Bob grinned at me. "How'd you
like the ride?"
    "Oh, God," I said.
    He laughed and turned the radio on low, and selected a
station with soft music. I finally recovered enough to realize
what a beautiful spot this was, with the moonlight on the
reservoir, and under these old pines.
    Bob sat there looking at me, and I wondered what was going
through his mind, if he was wondering how far he could go with me
on our first date. So, I decided for him.
    I took off the seat belt and slid over toward him as far as I
could on the bucket seat. Then I took his face in my hands and
kissed him, open mouthed.  He put his arms around me and frenched
me back.
    Bob broke off the kiss and slid over from behind the wheel,
and reached around the seat, and reclined my seat back. Then he
reclined his, and instantly was kissing me again. His hand was
groping around my back and sides, so I took it and placed it on
my right breast.
    Bob sighed and nibbled my ear.
    I loosened the top two buttons of my blouse and guided his
hand, he took the hint right away and snaked it under blouse and
bra, and fondled me.
    I put my hand down to his crotch and felt for his cock. I had
no trouble finding it, it was big and hard.  I stroked it gently
through the cloth as he resumed frenching me, and opening some
more buttons. Soon he had the blouse open and was feeling my tits
through the bra. I giggled and told him it opened in front.
    He found the clasp and opened the bra, exposing my tits to
the night. His breathing got fast. He fondled my boobs, and
tweaked the nipples while frenching my mouth.
    I kept playing with his dick through the trousers.
    He started kissing my neck, and worked his way down to my
tits, where he licked circles around the nipples. God, I was
getting hot! Then, suddenly, he pounced on a nipple with his lips
and sucked it. The sensation seemed to shoot right through me to
my pussy. I squeezed his cock and he moaned.
    I wanted his dick in my hand. Actually, I wanted it in my
ass, but I was afraid to try that on a first date. I found the
zipper of his fly and pulled. It wouldn't budge at first, I had
to use the other hand to hold it. I pulled his fly open, and
reached in his underwear. As my fingers circled his shaft, he
sucked in his breath and moaned, and nibbled my nipple.
    I brought his cock out and stroked it gently in my hand.
    "Oh, God, Kat," he moaned.
    Moving his mouth to my other nipple, he took his hand and
started rubbing my mound through the skirt, but after a few rubs,
he pulled the skirt up and was rubbing my panties.
    I made a ring out of my thumb and forefinger, circled the head
of his cock, and rubbed the ring up and down just under the head.
    "Ohh, yesss!'" he hissed, his finger on my clit.
    Somehow, he had gotten his hand in my panties, and was doing
everything right. He rubbed my clit, played with my lips. It was
so good, I forgot about his cock, just held it and squeezed. He
kept working my clit very gently, and I was...
    "Oh, Bob, oh, OH! OooooH!"
    ...coming,...
    "Oh, OHHH, mmMMAA!"
    I came all in a rush, a really good one. He kept flipping my
clit gently, just the right amount, and I kept coming. It lasted
a long time, but finally it was over, and I stopped shaking, my
insides still twitching.
    Bob kissed me gently, smiled and pulled my skirt back down.
    "Whew," he said. "A good one, hunh?"
    I still was holding his cock, stiff as ever, so I started
jacking it, slowly.
    "Your turn," I said.
    He lay back and moaned. I sat up a little to get a good look
at his cock. It was nice!  At least as nice as Dave's, long
enough, thick enough, with a wide corona.
    I decided the hell with first date rules altogether, we had
already done more than I had ever done on a first date.
    I moved over him and licked the head of his cock.
    "Oh, Kat!" he groaned.
    I licked it from where it came out of his pants all the way
up to the head, along the underside, and flicked my tongue at its
little "eye." Then I clamped my lips over it and sucked, drawing it
into my mouth slowly while rubbing it with my tongue. When the
head bumped the back of my throat, I shoved and swallowed,
massaging the head with my throat. I felt it go down my throat
and so I pushed some more. My nose bumped his zipper.
    I gagged a little, so I drew back, just as slowly, still rubbing
with my tongue. His breath was fast and hard by now.
    Then I lay it against my mouth and tongue, and licked the
underside of the head.
    "Ahh, Ohh. Mmmmm. Gaahhhh!"
    Bob's moans became cries and I felt his cock start to pulse.
I clamped my lips hard over the head and stroked up and down
fast. Four strokes and he was gushing, his hot semen pulsing into
my mouth as fast as I could swallow it.
    "Mmmm, mmmm." I hummed in pleasure as I drained him.
    "Ohhh, AHHH," he alternately moaned and roared in his
pleasure, his hands dancing madly in my hair. He shot and shot,
at least six times. Finally, he stopped shooting, and I sucked
his shrinking cock into my mouth and cuddled it with my tongue.
    "Kat, Kat, Oh Kat," he murmured.
    I stroked his face with my hand, still cuddling his shrunken
prick in my mouth. I lay there, my head in his lap, looking up at
him, the sky and trees behind him, and I felt good. He stroked my
face and hair with his hands.
    "It's getting late," he whispered after a while. "I wouldn't
want your parents to get angry; I want to see you again."
    "Me too," I mumbled around his cock. "Maybe you better drive
us home."
    He lifted my face from his cock and kissed me very
thoroughly, then raised the seat-back. He started to zip up his
fly, but I swatted his hand away, "Leave it out for now," I said,
"and drive slower."
    He grinned and started the engine, turned the headlights on
and backed out to the road. I'll never forget the feeling of the
night-air wind rushing over my exposed breasts as we drove along
that road, or the feel of his cock hardening again as I held it
while he drove. I wanted the ride to go on and on, but we were
soon back on the secondary road leading to the interstate, and I
fastened my bra and buttoned up my blouse.
    But I kept my hand on his cock the whole way home. We were
only a block away when I carefully zipped him back up.
    He pulled to the curb in front of my house, and looked at me.
    "Tomorrow night?" he asked.
    I put my arms around his neck and gave him a quick kiss.
    "Tomorrow night," I replied.
    ------ to be continued ------



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