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Sexual Perversions - 19
by Strangesub (strangesub@yahoo.com)
***
After being dominated, fucked and abused by an older man
who picked him up hitchhiking and then sucking off one
of his buddies; Greg tries to strike up a relationship
with a new girlfriend. (MF-teens, MFF, MM, bi, oral,
anal, bd, orgy)
***
PART 19
It was 1974; I was in college; and my life had become
more complicated.
I had done the most unbelievable things that I could
imagine.
An older man had picked me up hitchhiking and I spent
the night at he and his wife's home. The next day was
Sunday and after she had gone to church, this
respectable old gentleman had turned into a total
pervert who shaved me naked; fucked me; whipped me;
pissed on me; and basically used me, turning me into his
boy toy. He practically fucked me in public and now I
had to deal with it.
After spending a night and a day with Mr. Sanders being
his fuck boy, I had finally passed out, naked, my ass
well fucked and oozing cum, in my dorm room.
***
I woke up from my stupefied sleep in the late afternoon
and went and took a shower.
Mr. Sanders had whipped me black and blue and both my
ass and my asshole hurt like hell. I could see the marks
in the mirror in the bathroom where he had whipped me.
Fuck... I was so fucked.
However, in the shower, as I soaped up my still hairless
body, trying to clean all of the piss and oil and
bizzaro land I had gone through, I still managed to give
myself a hard on fantasizing about everything that was
done to me.
I thought about Mr. Sanders' huge cock raping my boy
fuck hole as I moaned and caressed the welts on my ass.
I began playing with my asshole, slipping a soapy finger
into the not so tight opening and remembering being
fucked again... I added another finger, and started
fucking my hand with my hot, still cum filled asshole. I
fantasized about getting fucked at that rock music
orgy...
***
...My whole body started convulsing with sensory
overload as the lead singer's cock head slid into me,
expanding my tight asshole ring wider and wider to the
point that I felt like he was tearing me apart. But they
continued holding me in place, forcing me to accommodate
them. My own cock was throbbing, quivering on the brink
of orgiastic splendor. I was captured by this submissive
eros.
The insides of my ass were on fire as he penetrated
deeper and deeper. I felt every inch of his piercing
fuck pole as he ravaged my burning asshole. It felt like
a fiery log was being shoved into me.
"Yeah, you are tighter than a virgin," he crooned,
pulling back a little, then grabbing my hips, he shoved
his big cock home.
"Unnngghhhhh," I tried to scream as he split me open.
"This arsehole is pure cherry," he grunted as he began
fucking my ass.
"Nnnnnnghhhh," I whimpered around Bill's massive pumping
cock as I felt his full hard meat bury itself deep
within my hot bowels, the rim of my spread open ass
stretched beyond anything nature ever intended.
"UNGH, Ungh, ugnh, ungh, ughn," I grunted loudly with
each new painful thrust.
I tried to protest between my own exclamations -
"PLeeease... UNgh, ungh, ttoooo... ungh, ughn, bigg...
UHHHH!"
He continued to ram his long hard cock in and out of my
burning asshole. My hips were shaking and I suddenly
went over the edge, the fire of the hard cock in my ass
spreading to my whole body.
I started spasming in orgasm as I reached a plateau of
white light, still gasping for breath after Bill's log
was pulled from my throat; my abused asshole clutching
around the cock, pumping in and out of me; my own stiff
member deep within the hot fuck hole of a naked, nubile
adolescent, crushing her under our combined fuck
thrusts.
"AAAAhhhh," I screamed, feeling my fiery cum bursting
from my prick as the lead singer's hard dick slid in and
out of my flaming asshole.
"Uuuuooohhhhhhhh," I moaned in pain as the burning fire
turned into a scorching, torrid sensation that sent my
sperm shooting.
"Goooddd, uh, uh, oh,oh, oh," I panted as each new
thrust sent me farther over into the total oblivion of
orgasming frenzy.
"AAHHhhhhh!" I cried as he again slammed his full length
into my sodomized butt.
My anal ring clenched around his pounding manhood as he
thrust and withdrew, in and out, faster and faster,
fucking my wounded asshole as I continued to come.
"Uh! ... Uh! Uh! UH... UH... UHhhh," I grunted as he
hammered into me, his balls smacking lewdly against my
bouncing buns.
The carnal sensuality was unbearable. All that existed
was my burning asshole getting fucked by the lead
singer's hard cock. In and out he thrust. Each stroke
adding a new level of erotic pain as my own hard organ
was pumped dry...
***
...My hand pumped my soapy cock with my fingers jammed
up my asshole, fucking myself, until my sperm shot out
onto the wall of the shower where it was slowly washed
down the drain.
After I recovered from this fantastic fantasy induced
orgasm, I was again scared or depressed in a perverse
sort of way.
First of all, I was jerking off in this very public
shower; my hand shoved up my asshole. Why was I taking
these stupid chances? Was I an irretrievable homo? Was I
going to continue to shave myself in order to please a
horny old pervert, Mr. Sanders? I was afraid, no matter
how much it all turned me on. But now I was wondering if
I should just let anyone fuck me... How the hell would I
explain my shaved body to Pamela? Or to Todd? Or anyone
else who might see me naked, for that matter? I could
fuck everything up in my life.
Then again, it made me hard again - just thinking about
it. I loved the soft, silky, naked feel of my skin. And
he paid me five hundred fucking dollars... Hell - that
was worth any embarrassment and perversion. Here I was,
a guy who could barely get laid at Dunwoody, and some
old man was willing to pay me five hundred dollars for
my body. My sore cock ached in my hand.
Then again, it was perverse. Really fucking perverse.
Jesus. I had let the guy piss in my mouth. I licked his
fucking toilet. I drank his piss. That was sick. What
wacko thing would he want me to do if I did saw him
again? How sick a degenerate did I want to be? Very
fucking scary.
Then again, the thought of his hot piss spraying my
mouth and on my face kept me hard... My dick hurt just
thinking about him pissing in my mouth, making me drink
it. Pissing on my ass, up my ass... in public... Sick...
Very sick.
I ached to be Mr. Sanders fuck slave boy toy.
Very fucking scary.
My immediate problem was what the hell was I going to
tell Dick and his girlfriend? And who else for that
matter. I was already somewhat of an outcast. What now?
Dick was going to be convinced that I was indeed a total
queer. Jesus.
I got dressed, smoked a joint to relax my alternate
fantasy and depression over what I had done, and went to
the cafeteria for dinner. Dick didn't usually eat there
on the weekends, but this time he was there waiting for
me. I could tell I was also the subject of a couple of
conversations as I walked through the dining hall to sit
next to Dick. Ann excused herself as I sat down and she
went back to our room.
"Moran," began Dick in a rapid fire tirade, "we have a
fucking problem. Ann is scared of you. She wants to know
what I know about you. I don't know what to tell her.
And I cannot afford to be the roommate of a fucking
faggot. Do you know what happens to queers on the track
team? They get fucked, Moran. And I am not going to be
fucked by my teammates. I am not a queer. But, if you're
a queer, then I am fucked by association. Do you
understand?"
He was pretty angry. He explained all this and more to
me in a rapid fire whisper, with his teeth clenched. I
listened in stoned bemusement. Fuck him. I let him fuck
my girlfriend; I sucked his cock and now he's getting
all hot and hairy because his girlfriend and the track
team might think that I was a queer. Give me a break.
With stoned lassitude, I explained myself to Dick -
"Look man, you fucked Pam, I sucked your dick, Dick...
Hot sex is hot sex. This old guy paid me, man - five
hundred dollars. So I fucking got shaved and ran around
naked. Big woof. I am not interested at all in being the
campus queer. You think I want my life to go like that?
Not a-fucking-round here, boy. Your fucking track boys
aren't the only ones who'd want a piece of my ass. All
of you preppy shits would be lined up outside my door,
hot and hard. I don't need that. I like girls and I'd
like to get laid here at Dunwoody once in awhile,
besides Pam. So, just chill out and let everything die
down. Deny and ignore. The most people can really say is
that I'm a streaker. And fuck that, I might do it
agai.."
Dick listened to me. I could see that he was still
afraid.
"Look, Moran," he said. "You don't really understand.
Track is my life here. And, I will fucking give you up
if it comes down to that... And they will fucking fuck
your ass if it comes down to that."
Fuck him. I was tired of this bullshit. I giggled and
stared at Dick, thinking that it might be kind of
interesting for the whole fucking track team to rape
me... But, I didn't say anything.
"All right," he continued. "Fuck it. But - Ann is afraid
of you now. What am I going to do about that?"
"What? She's afraid that this perverted homo is going to
attack her?" I replied.
He finally laughed - now that I was a deviant faggot,
what was I going to do? - rape her?!
However, I gave in on this problem - shit, he ought to
be able to fuck his girlfriend in peace. I solved it by
agreeing to stay that night at the fraternity house of
one of my friends, Peter.
My friend Peter and I had gone to high school together
and he and his girlfriend, Barb, along with Dawn and
myself, had all dated together. He and Barb were still
seeing each other throughout their college days and
planned to get married. Although he also fucked around.
I had stayed overnight in his room at the frat house
before and I knew a lot of the people there. I probably
could have joined that fraternity by this time, but I
was still an independent freak and they still saw me as
a little too hippy dippy for their more jockish
mentality.
Anyway, after getting my schedule together for my
classes for the following week, I went out and got
further wasted with my stoned smoking buddies. I almost
spent the night at their dorm room, but I would have had
to pass out on the floor and Peter had a nice large bed
in his room, so I went across campus to stay by him.
I fantasized about raping Ann as I was going over to the
frat house. She would be fucking Dick with her sitting
on top of him. It would be late at night and the room
would be totally dark. Dick would be tied to the bed,
blindfolded, and she would be torturing his aching cock,
sliding up and down its hard length, teasing him with
her wet cunt. Unbeknownst to them I would get on the bed
behind her and, while she was bent over, her large tits
rubbing over Dick's body, licking his blindfolded face,
I would shove my hard, naked cock up her ass.
She would give a scream and struggle slightly at the
pain of this intrusion. But after I grabbed her breasts
and started squeezing her hard nipples, the incredible
sensation of being filled up by two hard cocks, one
stretching her vagina and the other stuffed up her ass,
would make her moan with pleasure. She would ride both
cocks until we came. I would withdraw, leaving her
asshole dripping with my cum, trickling down her crack
to her cunt, mixing with Dick's semen. Dick would never
know that she had been fucked up the ass while he was
fucking her pussy. From the feel of my naked pubes, she
would realize that it was I that fucked her, but she
would never tell, secretly relishing the feel of my hot
cock pumping her virgin asscunt.
Peter was just turning in when I got to his room. He had
a large double bed and no roommate, so we were going to
sleep in the same bed. This was no big deal - again this
was 1974 and two guys in the same bed didn't mean
anything sexual. We had slept in the same bed several
times - even before college when we went on the high
school band field trips where everybody doubled up.
However, this time around, he stood there in his pajamas
and, although he was friendly enough, he didn't get into
bed. He watched me as I started happily taking off my
clothes in my stoned condition.
"Gregg," said Peter warily, "I heard that you went
streaking today..."
Oh shit I thought, my hands pausing as I unbuttoned my
shirt. I had forgotten that I was shaved naked. And, at
this point, I was hard. Visions of clandestine orgies
with Anne and Dick still flitted through my drug fogged
mind. And, I had planned to sleep naked as usual. Peter
might have normally made some sarcastic comment about
not touching him with my naked bod, but he wouldn't have
minded. But now, everything was different.
"Uh, yeah, well, uh, yeah... It was, uh, like, a far out
thing to do..." I muttered incoherently.
He was looking at my shaved chest. Well fuck it! So he
knew already, I continued to take off my shirt.
"Look," I said, sitting on the bed facing away from him
and disrobing. "It was like, a bet, you know? I did this
wacko thing and I won the bet."
"Did you actually, you know, with some old guy?" Peter
queried.
Fuck! I threw off my underwear and pants, stood up and
turned around to face him.
"Yeah!" I retorted, "And he paid me too!"
He looked at my shaved body with amazement. My dick was
hard and prominent, bobbing in front of me.
"No shit?" he commented. "You did all your hair and
had... you know, with this old guy?"
"Yeah, I had sex with him," I admitted. "It wasn't bad.
He paid me five hundred dollars, Peter."
In my stoned state, my cock was throbbing - marijuana
was an aphrodisiac to me and my whole body always had a
sensual glow when I was stoned.
He looked at me from across the bed, staring at my
shaved genitals and my hard prick with bemusement. "Five
hundred dollars?" he remarked with awe in his voice.
"That's right," I said a little proudly.
"I guess you liked it," said Peter softly, gazing at my
crotch.
"Oh shit...I, uh, it was cool." I trailed off, my cock
now pulsing with a mind of its own.
Peter continued to look at my hard on in nervous,
embarrassed fascination. Then I could see his own dick
rising inside of his pajamas.
Oh? Peter? Damn.
We both stared at each other quietly as his cock
stiffened and finally popped out of the slit of his
pajama front. My heart was beating faster and I had a
fluttery feeling in the pit of my stomach. We seemed
frozen there, neither one of us saying anything, both of
our cocks hard and hot.
"Well, shit," I said, jumping up in the air and landing
my backside on his bed, my stiff manhood bouncing around
in the air, "I guess it's time for bed."
He continued to stand there, incapacitated with
weirdness, looking like he was trapped, but not saying a
thing, staring at my naked, clean shaven body, my hard
peter throbbing, pre cum beginning to ooze from its wet
tip. Then, he looked away and sat on the bed. He lay
back, tense, his hard thick cock sticking up, stretching
out over his pajama clad waist. I tentatively reached
over the bed, and caressed his stiff meat, eliciting a
groan from Peter.
He closed his eyes and his thighs shuddered as I pulled
his thick manhood farther out of the fly of his pajamas.
"Uhhhh," he moaned as I closed my fingers around his
cock head and his hips twitched.
I grasped his distended shaft and began slowly
masturbating my hand up and down its length. Peter mouth
fell open and he began panting in lust almost
immediately. His hips did a jerky dance on the bed . My
own lust took over again and I turned myself around and
put my mouth to his red, swollen prick.
"Ahhh, oohhhhh," he cried out as my lips covered the
mushroom glans of his hard cock.
I leaned into his hips and took his thickly burgeoning
member into my mouth, feeling him twitch as he pushed
his ass off the bed and skewered my oral cavity. I
sucked hungrily in my stoned, erotic state, as though we
had been homosexual lovers for years, and I began to
caress and cradle Peter's semen-filled testicles beneath
his ramrod cock. We were both mewling as his body shook
and his hot meat slithered over my lips and teeth into
my warm, wet, pleasure seeking hole. The thick organ
seemed to fill everything, and as Peter started shaking,
it wormed steadily deeper, rubbing down the full length
of my tongue. He pushed and I sucked, skewering my
mouth, until he propelled his cock head into my throat,
embedding himself in me.
I gurgled for air to keep from choking even as I sucked
him harder and buried my nose into his hairy balls. He
slid his hard prick in and out of my mouth, his sex
working with a mind of its own as I gasped and let him
plunge again into my throat. I tightened my lips and
swished my tongue with vengeance around and around the
throbbing shaft sliding in and out of my stretched lips,
his hardness bruising the inside of my throat, sending
waves of masochistic pleasure through me.
"AHHH, Ahhh, ahhhh," moaned Peter from above as my
cheeks hollowed out, as I drew them tightly over the
sides of his steel hard prick. I sucked him deep, taking
all of his hard length until there was nothing left. His
hips pressed hard against my face and he came. His hot
cum spurted into my throat and I swallowed, gyrating on
the bed, my esophagus milking his ejaculating tool. I
pulled my mouth off of his pulsing prick and grabbed his
slick length with my hand as I gasped for air. I covered
him again with my lips while he shot another load of hot
cream. I felt him shoot his jizz into my mouth and I
enjoyed the sensation of his cum discharging onto my
tongue. I was gasping, sucking the head of his
ejaculating penis while he moaned in ecstasy.
His orgasm dribbled down to nothing and we both lay
there for a moment, panting, my mouth on his dick head,
filled with his sperm, covering his prick. Finally, I
sucked his cock clean and lay back on my side of the
bed, reveling in this weird feeling, my mouth still full
of cum. Peter turned his back to me as I lay next to him
and grabbed my own throbbing prick.
Swishing his cum around my mouth with my tongue, feeling
it still ooze down my throat to my stomach, I jerked
myself off, savoring the naked feel of my genitalia
until I splashed my own seed onto my nude, smooth body.
At the same time I swallowed the rest of his spunk and
nodded off into orgiastic oblivion.
Peter was already gone when I awoke the next morning.
Once more I had a massive piss hard on. Once more my
mouth tasted like old cum and my throat was clogged with
sperm. Once more I stumbled out of Peter's room with
only a towel around my waist, my cock pushing it out in
front, to go to the bathroom on his floor. I really had
to pee. This was so weird. It was only yesterday that I
had been in this exact same position... What bizarre
things were in store for me today?
Someone was in the shower as I went into the bathroom,
put my towel on the shower hook and forced the piss out
of my hard on to arc into the urinal. I debated about
whether or not to take a shower, but my dick was still
hard and I didn't want to explain myself again to
whoever it was that was in the shower. So, I walked over
to the sink and started splashing water on myself to
wash off my own crusty cum and clean my genitals. As I
was performing my ablutions, the guy in the shower shut
it off and came out.
"Hey Moran, what are you doin' here?"
I glanced over my shoulder. It was Ike, one of the
hockey jocks that made up Pete's fraternity. His bulky
naked body was extremely hairy and his soft thick cock
bobbed out of giant bush of brown hair.
"Uh, my roommate's girlfriend was over... I spent the
night in Pete's room..." I said as I nonchalantly walked
over and tried to grab my towel off of the hook.
"Damn!" said Ike, wonderingly, "What did you do to
yourself?' He looked at my hairless face and chest and
then at my still hard, hairless genitalia.
"Uhh," I temporized, grabbing my towel and turning away,
"You know, I, I, cut my beard..."
I covered myself with my towel. My heart was pounding
again and I felt my dick begin to deflate a little bit.
He stood in front of me naked and I tried not to stare
at his thick cock. I thought about going down on my
knees and taking his soft cock into my mouth, feeling it
grow and stretch my lips... while I continued to stammer
out a reply.
"I, uh, well you know... my... girlfriend, uh..." Damn!
Now my dick was getting harder.
- Ike would pull me to my feet after I had made his
thick cock grow and glisten with my mouth, turn me
around and shove his hard manhood into my ass, splitting
my tiny asshole with his thick man flesh...
"It's was just a cool thing..." I said as I fled the
bathroom.
Jesus! My head was spinning. What the fuck was wrong
with me? Did Mr. Sanders turn me into a faggot? Did I
have to be a homosexual now that, that, what? What?
I quickly got dressed and went back to my room to get
high. I didn't want to face anybody... Everybody
wondering what I was... I was wondering what I was... I
was just in the bathroom with this guy. I had been in a
lot of bathrooms with a lot of guys and never got hard.
Shit, I had slept naked next to Peter and never even
thought about cock... This whole shit was frightening me
again. Did doing all of this weird shit with Mr. Sanders
actually activate some homosexual button so that now I
was a faggot?
Getting high and calming down; going to classes and
realizing that although some people were giving me "the
once over" because of whatever they had heard, most
people hadn't heard or could care less - this put me
back into my normally mellow state of mind of "fuck it
if they can't take a joke..."
I ordinarily spent a lot of time in an alternate mental
reality, and now my mind was shooting around in an even
more agitated fashion than usual. Was I queer? Who
cares? What were people thinking? Who cares? What would
Pam say? Shit, would she like me shaved?
Gradually I calmed down over the following week. I
stopped having homosexual fantasies every five minutes,
now I just fantasized about all sorts of sex every ten
minutes or so - perfectly normal for me.
I decided to keep shaving just in case I was queer now -
maybe I would get another 500 smackers... Besides I
liked the sensual, smooth feel of my hairless genitals.
It was a new high jerking off.
Peter acted as if absolutely nothing had happened
between us. He didn't even act weird or embarrassed. I
was fine to leave it that way. I won't ask and he won't
tell. Dick actually opened up a little bit about sex
with me in a preppy sort of way. He told me about half
of the track team (including him) fucking this one kid
who was queer. According to him, it happened at other
schools also. He had been invited more than once to "do"
some kid who was a faggot. It seemed to a sort of
homoerotic / homosexual / homophobic jock head trip that
track team members were partial to... They weren't
queer, but they could fuck with other people who were...
At least that explained him wanting me to suck his cock.
I didn't try to figure it out. I just went with the
flow.
People who might have given me a hard time didn't say
anything other than congratulating me on my streak. I
guess nobody really knew, or it was just too weird to
talk about...
About a week and half after all of new homo sex and my
public display of my bod, one of my casual female friend
classmates, Janie, wanted to work with me on a project.
We were in a creative writing class and we were supposed
to collaborate with someone else in writing a story. She
invited me to be her partner. No big deal, except that
everything had a sexual connotation to me. We were
friendly with each other and had done things together -
like go to a party with other friends, or hang out on
the quad, but she had never really shown any interest in
working with me before - like being alone with me. And
she was almost conspiratorial when she suggested we work
together. Did she want my wacky ideas or me? Hmmm.
Janie was 19 years old, had very short, brown hair and
wore glasses. She also wore loose clothing or overalls.
Sort of like the baggy stuff that is worn nowadays, but
then it was considered a little odd, especially at our
preppy school. The thing is that she was pretty and had
enough of a figure that her ample chest was still
noticeable in her loose clothing. She had a friendly
smile. She wore very little makeup or just had a
naturally beautiful complexion and full sensual lips. I
liked her. So, we made a date to work together the
following evening.
The few friends that I had at Dunwoody, besides my
stoned smoking buddies, were in the theater arts
department. Dunwoody was a small school with no theater
arts major, but really good facilities. So, the group of
us that did theater were pretty tight. (Oddly enough,
with all of our kidding around, nobody made any
innuendos about my streaking and my shaved body. If they
maybe thought I was queer, they kept it to themselves -
actors... maybe other people had secrets?)
One of my buddies was Barbie Toren. She was a junior and
had a steady boyfriend, Ken, who was also in theater.
She was a mousy little girl who was cute, but not
particularly ravishing - small butt, not much in the
breast department and sort of an angular small face with
a button nose. But she had a wonderful smile, a wicked
sense of humor, and we were friends. We would
occasionally get into a sort of therapeutic talking
about our sex lives, skirting anything really
titillating, but getting into the differences and
attitudes of men and women. It was a casual flirtation
kind of thing which left me with the idea that one of
these days, we might end up in bed together. If I was
going to tell anyone (which I wasn't) about having been
a sex boy toy for Mr. Sanders, it would have been
Barbie.
We had a rehearsal for a scene we were doing together on
the day I was going to study with Janie, and Barbie
suggested we work on it again later that evening in her
dorm room. I explained that I had a date to work on a
creative writing project. She inquired where and I told
her - Randolph dorm (which had just turned co-ed) on the
fourth floor, which, when I said it, I realized was her
floor.
"Who," she inquired casually.
"Janie Angelique," I replied.
"Oh," she said with a knowing look on her face. "My room
is next door to hers. Maybe when you're done, you could
come over."
"Maybe I'll be busy," I said diffidently.
"Oh," she said again, this time smiling and arching her
eyebrows. "Really?"
"I don't know," I protested feebly, "We're going to be
studying together..."
"Hmmm," she looked at me speculatively, as if she knew
something I didn't, "We'll see. Maybe I'll see you if
you have time."
On my way over to Janie's room, I thought a little bit
about Barbie and her roommate. And then I thought about
Janie and her roommate, whom I didn't know. I fantasized
about having the four girls suck me... Four hot, naked
teenagers, all competing to lick my hard meat. Four
different mouths on my cock, sucking my balls, licking
my crotch, probing at my asshole. They are licking me,
fucking my ass with their tongues, moaning with desire
and passion. Until, they all line up on the bed, on
their hands and knees, their naked butts up in the air
and beg me to fuck them. Each crotch is wet - shiny with
their own secretions.
Each girl reaches around behind herself to open up her
cunt lips, saying Fuck me... no, Fuck me... I kneel on
the bed and pick one cunt at random, slamming my cock in
deep to the hilt. She squeals in shock at my assault.
Then I jump over to the next wet pussy, fucking her, and
then the next and the next. I brutally fuck each waiting
cunt, savoring the different sizes, colors and textures.
I plunge my hard tool in and out at random, switching
cunts, making each girl groan and pant with
gratification, begging me to fuck them harder.
Suddenly I switch holes and plunge my ravaging tool into
Barbie's asshole. She screams in pain, but I hold her,
fucking her until she moans with pleasure. Then I move
on to Janie's asshole. She knows what is coming but
endures the savage pain until she too is moaning with
pleasure. When I move on to Janie's roommate, but she
tries to get away as my stiff manhood penetrates her
ass. On either side of her, Janie and Barbie grab her
naked tits and shoulders and force her back onto my
invading cock as she screams with pain and I skewer her
virgin asshole . I plunge deep into her, fucking her ass
hard and fast until she finally starts moaning, begging
me to fuck her harder. The last girl quietly submits to
her ass fucking, crying out with heated passion as I
pump her shit hole.
Finally, I am ready to cum and I tell the girls to suck
me off. They all turn around to suck me again - four
mouths on my cock and balls and tongues on my inner
thighs and asshole, licking their own assholes off of my
massive cock. They eat my ass, suck my cock, suck my
balls, until I finally spew a gallon of cum, filling the
mouth of each girl to overflowing, my sperm everywhere
as their naked flesh becomes splattered with my hot,
white fluid, their tits bouncing, hard nipples covered
with cum. Each girl has her hand on her own crotch,
masturbating herself, plunging her fingers deep into her
own cunt, as they all writhe and moan with uncontrolled
hedonism.
***
When Janie answered the door, she was dressed in
overalls and a t-shirt. With her more than ample chest,
short brown hair and glasses, I thought she looked
really cute.
She was very friendly and seemed happy to work with me.
I had always liked her and I mentally kicked myself for
not getting to know her better before now. But once we
started talking, we totally clicked. The topics ranged
far and wide. Janie was impressed with my grasp of "the
meaning of the universe." I had a certain "wisdom" that
she was unfamiliar with. As our creative writing topic
was supposed to be "alternate fiction," which ranged
from fantasy to science fiction to almost anything, we
came up with the idea of changing genders. We would
write a story about changing sex - completely. A normal
heterosexual man changes into a total biological woman.
We got into an argument when our man character who
changed into a woman, was going to get laid for the
first time after becoming a woman. I wanted her hot to
trot, wet and willing to fuck like a bunny, still having
all of her male desires. Janie wanted her to carefully
select the guy she was going to fuck.
At one point in the conversation, Janie said, "On some
things, you know so much more than I do. I can't begin
to understand the deeper meaning of things like you can,
but women I know about. A man, for instance you, might
get his kicks from running around naked or exposing
himself. Not many women would get their kicks that way."
"Huh, you heard about that?" I said.
"Yeah," she replied sarcastically, "I also heard that
you shaved more than just your beard."
"I did," I commented simply.
And then, because of the whole intimacy of the evening
and the relaxed quality of the whole discussion, I said,
"Would you like to see?"
She looked at me smiling, and without hesitating, she
said, "Yes."
As Janie watched, I took off my shirt and shoes and then
pulled off my pants (I wasn't wearing underwear) and
stood in front of her, totally naked.
My cock immediately began to grow.
"Wow," she said with admiration. "How does that feel?"
With my hard on rapidly stiffening, I said to her, "Why
don't you find out. You can go ahead and touch, if you'd
like. I don't mind."
I was still trying to be nonchalant - her older, wiser
teacher, showing her that sex and nudity and writing and
philosophy were all one. Everything was Okay. Gently,
she reached out her hand and felt my hairless chest,
running her palm down my smooth skin. She smiled when
she got to my crotch, touching my bald pubic area,
running her fingers around my stiff boner and down to my
hairless balls. I grunted in excitement as she lifted my
testicles and caressed them.
"I would venture a guess that you like this," I said,
trying not to moan and pant at her fondling my naked
genitals -teacher; philosopher; ooo yeah.
"This is great," she said, her eyes shining. "I think
I'd like to do that. Does it feel any different?"
She was softly rubbing my naked flesh, caressing my
balls, stroking my pubes, her fingers lightly running
over my hard cock when she said this. Fuck. I couldn't
fucking believe that I was on display like this and
still having a conversation about it.
"It feels great," I said, looking her in the eye and
reaching for her shoulders. "Let me show you."
I gently stood her up and reached for clasp on her
overalls.
She put her hand on mine. "Greg, I don't know. I'm not
sure that... "
"Janie," I cut her off, "I am standing her stark naked
in front of you. We are going to try a little experiment
here. Let's take your clothes off and I will personally
shave your pubic area. We don't have to do anything else
other than that. That would be fine with me."
She looked at me, and realized that after all of our
previous conversation, that she could trust me. But
then, she thought further and said, "What if I don't
like it?"
"It'll grow back," I replied, with a smile.
She let me undo one overall clasp, and then the other.
She let the top fall as I undid her side buttons and
pushed the overalls down over her shapely hips to bunch
up on the floor. God, she looked good. She had long
beautiful legs that met perfectly at her crotch, which
was covered by very sexy looking white lace panties. Her
hairy bush was sticking out at her crotch line. Her t-
shirt ended just about her panties, almost exposing her
belly button, but again, definitely showing her pubic
hairs traveling above her panty line up her belly. She
had a fucking lot of hair. Freed of her overalls, her
huge tits pushed out against her t-shirt. I wondered
what they would look like under her bra.
"Greg," she said hesitantly as she stepped out of her
overalls, "I really don't know about this. Maybe we
should wait until we.. you know, get to know each other
better. I'm sorry, but I..."
"Look," I said, putting my hands on her hairy crotch.
"Ohh," she gave a little gasp.
"You want to see what it feels like to be shaved," I
continued, "This is exactly what our story is about. You
need to get my perspective and I need to get yours. I
can even get dressed if it makes you feel better about
this."
"No," she said quickly, "I like you like that."
"No, I mean," she said again as she blushed, "I mean,
you look fantastic, but I don't know if we should make
love and we're all alone together and maybe shaving
would be nice but I don't know if I'm ready to make love
and if we are all alone and I'm naked then I-I-I don't
know..."
She tapered off in a plaintive moan, my hand was still
on her crotch. Shit. I wasn't going to rape this girl. I
didn't want to force her. I was incapable of sweet-
talking her into this. But dammit all, I was fucking
naked here with a hot babe and I wanted to at least play
with her! Alone. Alone? ...!
"Look, your main problem is that it's just the two of
us. Maybe we can get someone else to sit in and watch.
You know your next door neighbor, Barbie Torens?
"What?" she said, looking at me in shock
"Look," I said, "Barbie's a good friend of mine. She
could chaperon while I shaved you... An idea, eh? huh?
Not bad?"
I raised my eyebrows and looked at her with a smile,
trying to put all of my limited charm into this idea.
Janie's mouth fell open and she started laughing.
"Barbie? Barbie? Yeah. Yeah, that'd be okay. You have to
tell her what's going on though."
I was already jamming my legs into my pants, zipping up
over my raging hard on. I was puzzled by her funny
reaction but I didn't give a fuck. I was out the door
and down the hall in a second.
Barbie opened the door after I knocked on it and looked
at me in amusement.
"You need some writing tips, Greg?" she commented wryly,
eying me dressed only in my pants, my cock pushing out
the front like a lever.
"Look, Barbie," I began in a rush, "You're one of my
best friends and you live next door and I'm about to
shave Janie's pubic hairs off like me, except that she's
nervous and wants someone else there with her so that I
don't take advantage of her and please, please, be a
friend and come over right now."
"Janie?" she looked amazed. Then she snickered.
"Absolutely. This I've got to see."
She said that in almost the exact same way that Janie
had said "Barbie," and I was again puzzled, but I took
her by the hand and led her down to Janie's room.
"Hey Jane," said Barbie as she walked in.
"Hey Barb" said Janie.
Good. They were fucking friends. Not wanting to lose any
momentum here, I went to the sink and found scissors, a
new razor and some shaving foam. I threw a washcloth
into the sink and turned on the hot water to let it
soak.
"Okay, here we go," I said, to the girls. "Janie, lie on
the bed. Barbie, have a seat."
After the girls complied, I reached for Janie's
panties... I then noticed that she had taken off her bra
underneath her t-shirt and I could clearly make out the
shape of her very large breasts. Her nipples were just
as large and poked through the material of her t-
shirt... Shit! I had to force myself to continue to "be
cool."
Janie lifted up her hips as I pulled her beautiful white
lace panties off of her bushy cunt. I gave her panties
to Barbie saying, "You are the keeper of the panties,
miss chaperon. You can make sure that there is no funny
business going on."
Both girls looked at each other and laughed as Barbie
took Janie's panties. I was pleased that things were
going so well, but I was still a little puzzled. What I
had just said was not that funny. Fuck it. Trying to
extend this good will mood, I suggested that it would be
easier, less messy for me, if I took my pants off.
"Okay," Janie said; "Sure," replied Barbie, "I haven't
got to see what the new product looks like."
I took off my pants again as both girls watched.
Exposing myself to Barb was a new thrill. "May I touch?"
asked Barbie, looking at Janie, not me.
Janie shrugged. Barbie reached out to caress my naked
pubic area, her hand also brushing against my stiff
cock. "That's very nice," she said. "This could become a
fad... Go ahead Greg, let's see how Jane looks bare."
I picked up the scissors and reached down to Janie's
cunt hairs as she watched. Bunching a tuft of hair
between my fingers, I snipped it off.
"Wait!" cried Janie, too late. "I don't know..." her
hands went to her crotch, "I-I... can't watch this."
"Okay," I said diffidently. "How about if we blindfold
you? Maybe... we could even tie your hands up?"
"Oh," Janie gave a little moan.
She shuddered slightly and squeezed her legs together.
Damn! The idea turned her on! Shit!
"Give me panties, Barbie," I said quickly, wanting to do
this before she could think about it. "Get me nylons or
even long knee socks from the drawer."
Both girls watched as Barbie did what I told her to do.
I covered Janie's eyes with the panties and tied them in
place with a long white knee sock. "With Barb here to
protect your honor," I said, "you should have no fear at
further restraints to help you relax."
With that, I tied a pantyhose around each of her naked
ankles and stretched them down to the bed frame, tying
off the other end there and spreading her legs wide open
so that her cunt crack was clearly visible. She didn't
resist and moaned slightly while I tied her. Her hands
fluttered and she squeezed her rib cage below her
breasts in her nervousness.
My cock was quivering now and the tip was oozing its
precum fluid. Barbie was leaning forward and watching
with what looked to me to be very rapt attention. I
think this was turning her on too. Fuck again. I decided
to go for the gold and I took Janie's hands off of her
belly and put them over her head. She still didn't
resist as I tied them together saying, "We don't want
you to make any sudden movements now. This is a very
delicate operation."
"Ooohhhh," she breathed out as I pulled her hands up and
also tied them to the head of her bed, securing her
tightly.
Now I could see the reasoning behind Barb being here. I
might have just fucking raped her, tied up, helpless,
with her cunt spread open for the taking. My clear
precum fluid dripped off of my cock onto her bed as I
picked up the scissors again to trim her massive cunt
bush.
"Maybe you want to help me," I said huskily to Barbara,
as I snipped another locket of hair off of Janie's
pussy.
"That's a great idea," whispered Barbie, rising out of
her chair and standing next to me, holding Janie's cunt
hairs up between her fingers.
Janie moaned as Barbie touched her crotch and her hip
twitched. I could see that the bottom crack of her
vagina was getting wet with her juices.
Fucking incredible. I was fucking shaved naked with two
women and I actually had Janie tied to the bed while I
was fucking cutting off her pubic hair. Fucking
incredible.
I couldn't help expressing my glee as I said, "This is
great," while Barb held and I trimmed her overgrown cunt
bush.
Janie increased her murmurs and moans the more we
manipulated her pussy flesh and by the time her hair was
trimmed down to the stubbly flesh, she was writhing with
unfulfilled anticipation. I was breathing heavily too as
Barb and I worked on in silence. Barbie was definitely
also turned on. Her tongue licked her lips in nervous
passion as we worked on Jane's pussy.
"AAhhhh, ohh, ohh, ohh," cried Janie as I applied the
hot washcloth to her whole crotch area in readiness to
shave her stubble.
"Mmmm," murmured Barbie. She put her hand on Janie's
cloth covered wet slit and gently rubbed the washcloth
directly against her clit.
"Oh fuck no," Janie's hips strained upwards against
Barbie's invasive hand and shook as her clitoris was
stimulated by my friend.
It suddenly occurred to me that possibly they had been
together before... Damn.
"Let's shave," I said, removing Barbie's hand and
bringing it to my lips, kissing and licking the finger
that had been playing with Janie's clit.
I removed the washcloth and squirted some shaving cream
lather into my hand. I massaged the lather into the
stubbly fuzz on Janie's mound. By now, she was moaning
openly and wiggling her naked hips, straining against
her bonds, as I applied the shaving lather.
To my delight and amazement, Barbie started silently
taking off her own clothes. I tried to be nonchalant
about that as I continued to massage Janie's pubis,
letting my fingers hit her clit button as I watched
Barbie disrobe. I continued to slather the lather, not
wanting to trust myself to shaving Janie while my hands
began trembling at this wonderful, fantastic, perfect
fantasy that I had stumbled into. I thanked all gods,
past and present. And I tried to hold back from simply
beginning to fuck Janie with my hand or from jumping up
and rubbing my white lathered hand into Barbie's now
exposed pussy. But, god I wanted to... I continued
rubbing the shaving foam all over Janie's crotch until
Barbie was completely nude.
She was just as I had described her - short, with a
small, cute face. Her tits were also undersized and were
shaped like an adolescent girl's, even though Barbie was
a year older than both Janie and myself. Her cunt bush
was very lightly haired and I could see her cunt lips
through her hair. She looked wet too.
"Ogod you guys," groaned Janie, still blindfolded, "Stop
playing and just do it."
"Give me hand," I said to Barbie, hoarsely, trying to
control my passion.
Barbie spread the skin taut at the top of her crotch and
I began shaving. I put a bowl of hot water on the bed
and, using my wet fingers, I removed some of the excess
lather from Janie's twat, between Barbie's open fingers.
"Don't move too much," I said to Janie as my finger
found her clit again.
I wiped off the slippery soap, tracing the outline to
the top of her slit. Janie's hips move upwards slightly,
and she moaned again as her cunt lips parted. Her chest
began rising faster now. I took a delicate, slow stroke
with the razor, taking off only a tiny bit of hair. All
three of us were obviously enjoying ourselves and I
wanted to be as sensual as possible, eliciting nothing
but excited moans from both girls.
I continued shaving her hair, slowly, Barbie's fingers
following me, drawing Janie's pubes tight as I worked
gently over her mons. I kept on deliberately knocking
against the hood of he clit, making sure that my razor
was not on her skin, as she jerked in response. Barbie's
fingers moved over Janie's naked flesh as she helped me,
opening Janie's legs and letting me delve into her
crotch. I could feel the hot cunt fluids seeping out
onto the back of my hands as I moved back and forth,
going deeper and trying to remove all vestiges of hair.
I kept on laving her cunt lips with hot water, making
her squirm and moan again and again until finally she
was bare. I could see her engorged labia and her sticky
cunt cream now leaking out the bottom of her beautiful
slit.
"Okay," I said to Barbie, " now let's untie her. We have
to finish."
We quickly pulled off the nylons and Barbie pulled off
Janie's blindfold. As I told Janie to turn over on all
fours, she reached out for Barbie's naked cunt.
"Uhhhhh," shuddered Barbie as Janie touched the naked
girl's wet cunt, inserting a finger to lightly run up
and down her slit.
"Roll over I'll finish you." I said, trying to get the
girls attentions.
Yes, they were definitely friends. Barbie bent over and
reached down to help Janie roll over. As I got her on
hands and knees, Janie turned her head and the two girls
started kissing. They sighed with satisfaction as I
spread Janie's legs again. I probably could have mounted
her and fucked her right then and there without any more
objections, but I was enraptured by the whole scene. I
still wanted to be a gentleman and I really wanted to
shave her ass... As the girls passionately kissed, I
began to lather around Janie's asshole. I could feel her
tense slightly, but I gently stroked her ass and let her
relax as Barbie laid down under her face and they
continued kissing, exchanging lips and tongues. Janie's
hips moved to my hands as I lathered her puckered hole.
She had a tight firm ass and I loved the feel of it.
My chest was tight with lust. I shook my head in wonder
at this fantastic situation. I pulled on one of Janie's
butt cheeks, spreading her wide open and gently scraped
the razor across her asscrack. Having just had this done
to me, I felt like I knew exactly how to play with her
ass. I certainly knew what it felt like. Janie put her
head down on the bed, next to Barbie's cheek, moaning,
trying not to move her ass as I delicately shaved the
perineum between her asshole and her cunt. Soon her
backside was as bare as her front, and I started
cleaning her off with the washcloth. I could smell her
cunt musk -
"Barbie," I asked, "Do you think this is good enough?"
Barbie moved back to me and examined Janie's open ass
and cunt, now bare of hair.
"It's almost done." she said softly, caressing Janie's
beautiful ass.
Then she went to the sink, got a bottle of lotion and
poured some into her hands. She slid them up the backs
of Janie's thighs, just below her buttocks. The slippery
cream let her hands glide over the taut ass cheeks
easily. I put my hands on top of Barbie's and knelt
between Janie's spread legs. As both of our hands
slithered over her ass, I leaned forward and extended my
tongue. Barbie was standing, looking down at Janie's ass
as I glanced up at her and smiled, then stuck my tongue
into her asshole, rimming the puckered hole.
"Ohhhhhhhhh!" Janie sighed, trying to raise her butt
higher.
Our slippery hands continued to caress her thighs,
running around to the front and then back again and I
slipped my tongue down, closer to her cunt crack. Her
ass trembled as I teased the sensitive area between her
openings, flicking my tongue rapidly.
She moaned again with pleasure at my ministrations. I
shifted down and my tongue found the opening to her
vagina and tasted the creamy juices that were seeping
from her. I shoved my tongue into her, again flicking it
around sensually. All the while Barbie's hands continued
to slip around her bare ass and bald cunt. She was
moaning with real passion now and I could feel her
tension, her desire. I turned around, laid on the bed
and pulled her cunt to my face, licking the wet, musky
opening towards her clit. Moving slowly, I teased her
cunt lips, pulling on her labia, making her moan harder.
I stopped just before reaching her clit.
Then I started lapping at her newly shaved pubes. As I
used my hands to massage her slippery ass cheeks, Barbie
moved down to the foot of the bed and I felt her lotion
covered hands on my crotch.
"Ohhhhh," I started moaning into Janie's cunt as Barbie
began giving my smooth crotch and pulsing wet cock the
attention that we had just given Janie's genitalia.
Janie's hips were rocking now, trying to force my tongue
and mouth to touch her clit. I pushed her back up.
"Still. Don't move." I said softly. She held still.
My tongue started below her clit, running up her slit
until I found her hard bud. Using just the tip, I
flicked over her clit as fast as I could, holding her
hips still. Seconds after I started, I could feel her
trying to force her impassioned naked flesh down against
me. As her movements became more and more urgent, I felt
my cock being engulfed by Barbie's warm mouth.
"Uh, god," I moaned, arching my hips as Janie pushed her
cunt to my lips and began to rock her whole body on my
face.
I swished my head back, sucking on her whole cunt,
sucking her clit and her cunt lips into my mouth,
spitting them out with my tongue thrust against her
clitoris. At the same time, I let go of her hips and
Janie pressed her hot naked twat firmly into my face,
smashing my nose and mouth into her fiery womanhood.
"AHHH, ahh, ahh,hhhhh," She started crying out as her
hips rose and fell, her liquid fuck juices washing over
me as she tried to fuck my face.
She began trembling harder and harder and then Barbie's
mouth was gone and I could feel her straddling my body
as she lowered her wet cunt onto my waiting, aching
penis. Barbie immediately began fucking me hard,
bouncing up and down, grinding her hairy crotch into my
hairless one. She leaned forward and our chins met as
she tried to worm her tongue into Janie's ass crack down
to the V of her hot wet fuck box while my mouth was
smothered in her grinding clitoris. I could feel Janie's
spasms, her cunt pulsing against my mouth as my cock
pulsed in Barbie's cunt. Janie's slick, bubbly cream
coated my lips and chin, her hot liquids running over
me.
She started chanting "Ohhh, ohh, ohh,ohh, ohh, hh,
hhhhhh" over and over until she let out a long moan, the
pitch changing and trailing off as a great orgasm washed
over her.
Her cunt pulsated on my mouth and I reached out and
grabbed Barbie's naked ass cheeks as I thrust hard
upwards, my scalding cum shooting out of my cock,
flooding the recesses of Barbie's hot, hot cunt. Barbie
increased her cunt grinding, banging her in face into
Janie's asshole as she let out her own scream of
pleasure shaking her pussy over my spurting cock.
"AHHHH, OHHN, UHHH, uuhh, hhhhh," we all moaned and
groaned in unison, writhing in release, our young, hot,
naked flesh pushing against each other over and over
again. We cried out as our wet juices erupted inundating
our hot flesh with raunchy carnal passion. We all
groaned and fucked and squealed and shook with unbridled
lust.
Slowly, I let loose my lip lock on Janie's pussy,
letting her labia slide from my mouth. She shuddered for
a moment and then sighed, deeply, rubbing her cunt
against my face and forehead like a cat as she rolled
over, letting my head free. Still riding my hard cock,
Barbie reached down and started gently licking Janie's
cunt juices from my face and lips. I sighed and closed
my eyes. Almost heaven...
Janie looked at her bald cunt and giggled. "I look like
I'm twelve years old."
I turned my head and watched as she reached down and
rubbed her now bare pussy, running a finger through her
slit and up to the top. She paused, gently fondling
herself, her bright pink clit sticking out.
"You look incredibly sexy," Barbie said, my cock still
embedded in her cunt. "I think you need some more lotion
though."
She got off of my stiff meat then and got the bottle of
lotion. I followed her naked form with my eyes, content
to rest next to Janie's beautiful naked thigh. Barbie
squirted some lotion on her hands and came back to the
bed, kneeling between Janie's outspread legs. Again, she
pulled her legs apart farther and began to spread the
lotion on her bare pubis I turned my face, gently
licking Janie's thigh, enjoying the smell of the lotion
as Janie exhaled contentedly and stretched her arms
above her head.
Barbie massaged Janie's genitals, rubbing the lotion
into the skin. Her fingers again played with Janie's now
swollen, exposed clit, causing her to warm up again and
squirm. Then Barbie slid her hands up Janie's body,
pushing her t-shirt up until Janie helped her, drawing
the t-shirt over her head, finally leaving her totally
naked. I got up and sat on the edge of the bed, my
manhood only half hard now, as Barbie gently massaged
Janie's large breasts. They were huge and perfect. Janie
had the largest tits that I had seen on any girl since
Dale, so many years ago. But Janie wasn't fat. Not at
all. She had one hell of a perfect body.
I bent over and began licking one of her large, stiff
nipples as Barbie moved her hands back to Janie's
crotch. The hard nipple was almost an inch long and as
big as my baby finger. Janie moaned again with pleasure
as Barbie ran her fingers up and down her hot, wet, cunt
slit. She gently slid a finger through the puffy lips
and into her vagina while her thumb reached up and
massaged Janie's clit again. Janie was moaning again,
her hips raising up to meet Barbie's hand. Barbie bent
over and ran her tongue up Janie's thigh, then lovingly
placed a kiss on her exposed clitoris. Her clit must
have been three-quarters of an inch long and was still a
bright pink.
Barb flicked at the bud with her tongue, then took it in
her lips and sucked it hard as I had done. Janie's hips
arched up and she ground her pussy into Barbie's mouth
as I started sucking on her rigid nipples in earnest. I
loved the taste of her hot tit flesh in my mouth and I
switched from one nipple to the other, pulling on them
hard, flicking them gently, eliciting moans of passion
from Janie's open mouth.
Suddenly Janie arched her back and cried out again,
grinding her cunt into Barbie's mouth as she gurgled
incomprehensibly in another massive orgasm. Her hips
bucked and she fucked Barbie's hot mouth as her body
spasmed under our relentless stimulation. I could smell
her musky fuck juices as she convulsed again and again.
As she began to come down, Barbie lifted her face off of
her quivering cunt. I continued to gently suck and
massage her large teats. Then Barbie got up and leaned
over to kiss Janie again on the lips, letting her taste
her own fresh shaved cunt juices.
I sat up and looked at the two of them. This is
incredible, I thought. I wonder how long we can keep
this up. My dick was hard again, but not needy. I was
simply enjoying the moments. The two women continued to
kiss passionately. Now both of them massaging each
other's breasts. Janie moved down and put her mouth to
Barbie's small chest nipples as Barbie leaned over her
and rested her hands against the headboard. Soon,
Barbie's nipples were hard and covered with Janie's
saliva. She bit gently on the right nipple. I could tell
that, instinctively, they each knew what the other woman
would like.
Janie continued to play with Barbie's hard nipples,
tweaking and twisting them with her mouth and fingers as
Barbie moaned. I gently caressed Janie's thigh, watching
this beautiful display of lesbian love. I let my fingers
lightly run over Janie's naked pubic mound. Barbie's
hand joined mine and we both began to rub her hairless
mound again. We rubbed up and down her still wet slit,
my hands opening her lips and Barbie's dipping into her
juicy cunt. She started to finger fuck her again, again
dipping in and out while her thumb was again rubbing at
her pink exposed clit.
Janie was again writhing on the bed, practically chewing
on Barbie's tits, moaning again at our assault. I was
totally entranced in this never -never lesbian land. The
sight of these two women making love to each other again
and again was beyond belief.
Then Barbie turned and dipped her head into Janie's lap
again as I tried to keep her cunt lips spread open while
she licked her naked pussy. My face was right there as
her tongue curled around Janie's clitoris, alternating
licks and kisses. Then she bent over a little more and
slid her tongue into Janie's hot hole. She began to
alternate in and out motions with wiggles of her tongue
while it was buried deep in her pussy.
Janie grasped at Barbie's thighs and pulled her onto the
bed until both women were in a classic 69 position. They
began to lap at each other's wet cunts. Barbie's hairy
cunt was full my sperm and Janie licked and sucked on it
in wild abandon, eating my used cum. She ran her finger
in and out of the Barbie's fuck box, then moved up and
began to toy with her tight puckered asshole.
Barbie's soaking wet pussy combined with my spunk was
more than enough lubrication to let her finger slip into
the tight anal ring. She began to finger fuck Barbie's s
tight ass, as she ate her hot cunt. Both women were
squirming and twisting and moaning again. I slipped my
hand onto Barbie's ass, playing with her asshole right
above Janie's fucking finger. Then I put my mouth on her
ass and started sucking Janie's finger and Barbie's anal
flesh for all I was worth.
"Uuuhhhhgoodd," screamed Barbie as she again bucked in
orgasm under our combined assault.
Janie also shuddered and moaned, but not as severely as
before. They finally both collapsed, spent, with Janie's
finger still buried deep in Barbie's anus. She slowly
pulled it out as I gently licked both, eliciting another
shuddering moan from Barbie. Then the two lay on the
bed, their heads cushioned on each other's thigh.
I was hard as a rock by this time, but I could honestly
care less. This was just the best fucking time of my
life. We all lay there, naked, occasionally fondling one
and talked for awhile. It turned out that they had
indeed done this before. Neither one was actually
"lesbian," but Barbie had done it with other girls
before Janie. Barbie was the only girl Janie had ever
had sex with. We talked about sex; our writing report;
life and everything for awhile. I still did not tell
them about my homo experiences or being shaved by Mr.
Sanders. Girls making love to each other was one thing,
being a faggot was another.
Eventually, before the evening was over, we shaved
Barbie's cunt, but it was more of a fun thing that
Barbie felt like doing than the huge erotic experience
we had all just had.
The girls had no idea how incredibly happy the whole
evening made me. I was a stud. I made love to girls and
loved fucking them. I was not just some homo boy toy for
an old lecher.
I didn't mull it over a lot. I just realized that I was
incredibly relieved at the fun I had.
To be continued?
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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