Susan's Secret Life

Chapter 1

I've never thought about writing a chronicle of my life before, but certain recent events have made me realize that I must trying to look back at my life to date in order to understand myself. I've lived, actually, two different lifes simultaneously. In one life, I've been a model student and, now, an attorney who is respected both for her legal abilities and her sedate, upright existence. In the other, I must admit, I've beome a shameless slut, a sex addict, fucking everyone I can. Until recently, I've been able to keep these two lives separate. Even though high school, where I earned straight A's and was the captain of the cheerleader squad, only a few people knew about my secret life. But my world started unraveling in the late 1980s when I took a job at a law firm in Phoenix.

I was just out of law school at the fairly young age of 24. I had graduated from college and law school with honors, so I was interviewed by one of the top law firms in Phoenix. Riding the elevator up to the top floor, I was nervous, worrying that my shyness would overcome my sense of how could I was as a future lawyer, and so I barely noticed when the handsome young man got on the elevator on the third floor. But soon I became all to aware of him.

We were alone in the elevator but instead of giving me room, he stood directly behind me. As we rode higher and higher, he came closer and closer until he was pushed softly against me from behind. I was scared so I stepped to the other side of the elevator and tried to give him a scowl to show him I wasn't interested. I looked directly at him and frowned, but he just broke into a wide, handsome grin and winked at me. I felt that he could see right through me. Right into my secret life, that is. He was younger, maybe eighteen or nineteen, and extremely handsome. His knit shirt showed off his hard muscles, and I started to go weak in the knees right then and there. I looked down quickly to hide my embarrassment and beginning lust.

"I can't think about that now. I can't think about that now," I kept telling myself as I felt a flush of lust rise in my chest and my breath came in shallower sips. I could even feel myself getting wet. That's my problem. I love sex and have a hard time not thinking about it.

The young man started come toward me again and I started backing away until I ran into the wall of the elevator. Luckily for me we had just reached the top floor and the doors opened. I looked up. The young man looked me in the eyes and licked his lips then turned and walked out.

I was hot and flustered. How was I going to manage to get through an interview in this state? I wanted to find a bathroom and clean myself up. I wanted to be alone for a few minutes to get a grip on my runaway emotions.

I'm told I'm attractive. In fact most people describe me as a beautiful blond with a body that attracts men like flies even though my breasts are not overly large. But I am increadibly shy of my body and rarely try to attract any attention. I dress in smart, tailored business suits. Smart enough to instill confidence in my colleagues and my clients, but sedate enough not to attract unwanted attention. At the same time I am constantly thinking about sex and imagining what it would be like to be fucked by almost evey man I know.

Even whe waiting for a plane or bus, I will mentally undress the men around me and imagine what it would be like fucking them. I continually imagine throwing caution to the wind and becoming a slut who fucks and sucks without a second thought. My problem, of course, is that I not only have second thoughts, but thirds and forths. This was even after I was introduced to waton sex by Bob, my lover.

Bob was the young man in the elevator. He is 21 years old and works at our firm doing odd jobs, delivering papers, photocopying, mail-boy, etc. He's strong and good looking. I think he must work out to have such a build. His stomach is rock hard and his muscles bulge, making me almost cream myself each time I see him. He is, by the way, not at all hard to mentally undress since he wears such tight shirts and jeans almost all the time. He is a brunette with flashing green eyes. God! Just thinking about him makes me want to . . . But enough of that.

I constantly noticed Bob watching me during my first few weeeks at work. He would be walking through the office, or in the elevator, or in the parking lot. It seemed that I was seeing him everywhere. After about three weeks of working there we found ourselves alone in the elevator again one morning.

"God, you're beautiful," Bob said. "Just looking at you makes my mouth water."

I dodn't know what to do. I almost passed out right there. My head was spinning and I thought I was losing my balance. "My name's Bob. Bob Fletcher. What's yours?"

"Ah. Sue. I mean, my name's Ms Johnson. I'm a lawyer." I lowered my head and backed against the wall.

Bob laughed hard and bright. "Well. A lawyer. Listen, honey, I know what you need. You want it, you gotta ask . Stay after work an' let me know."

Just then the elevator door open up and Phyllis Flat got on. Phyllis and I were friend and ven though we'd only known each other about two weeks, she knew me well enough to know that something was wrong.

"Hey, Sue," she said. "What's a matter? You look all flushed. You o.k.?"

"Yeah, I'm o.k.," I managed to say, half whispering half stuttering.

As the clock approached five, I felt worse and worse. I sat at my desk but no work was getting done. I couldn't think straight. I knew I wasn't going to stay late. I'd just go straight out the door at five. No problem. That would be that. I was trying to leave all of my second life behind. New job. New city. No one has to know. Please, God, help me from letting it all start up again. I love it, God help me, but please. . . .

At five to five as I walked out of my office to the water cooler, I saw him standing beside the elevator, leaning against the wall and smiling at me. I knew I was a goner. I had to stay. Yet I kept telling myself that I'd walk right past him and just go out, but in my heart of hearts, I knew I'd stay. At five, Phyllis asked me. "Hey, you coming? Can't work your whole life." "Oh, sorry, Phyllkis. You go on. I got a bit more on this case. Don't want to have to take it home with me."

Even then I told myself that I'd go. Just stay a few minutes. If I ran into him, I thought, I'd tell him what's what. I'm not interested in him or anything he's got. I rehearsed a dozen things I was going to say and then promptly forgot them all immediately. I couldn't think straight.

Five after the hour there was a knock on my door, then the handle turned and he walked in.

"Well, sweet Sue. Bet we're going to have a sweet time." His smile flashed as he softly closed the door.

"No. I mean, I don't know what you . . . I mean, what do you . . . Who do you think . . . What do . . ." I stammered, absolutely unable to think straight.

"You know exactly what I want. I want to turn you inside out. Make you cum like the bunny you are. Give you something like you've never had it. Ever. Make love to you so rich and full . . . . Well, what do ya, say? Do we do? Or do we don't?"

I couldn't breathe. I couldn't talk. I lowered my head. "Do," was all I said.

Bob walked around to my side of the desk. He grabbed me firmly by the shoulders and stood me up. His hands shot to my breasts and roughly felt them suit coat and shirt. His fingers found my braless nipples and they immediately hardened to his touch.

"No, Bob! I cant'. I mean. Jesus." I ground against him dispite myself, pushing my cunt against his jeans. I could feel a damn burst inside me emotionally and, at the same time, I could feel myself flow inside. Suddenly I realized what had happened. I was pissing! In my confusion, I hadn't gone to the bathroom all afternoon and now I was pissing myself! I was able to shut it off immediately, but still the front of my skirt was wet.

"Oh, baby, pissing yourself, huh? What a lawyer! Sign of a real professional. Pinch their clit and they piss themselves. Well, you better take off that skirt, bitch. Look at my jeans. You got me wet too. We're going ta see about this."

But before he let me free, he pulled me roughly to him and mashed his mouth against mine, grabbing my buns from behind and squeezing them. I could feel his massive cock shoved against my cunt. I squirmed against him, mashing my cunt and belly into his and moving in hot, hard circles against him. God, I wanted it!

"Yeah, you're going to get it too!" It was as if he had read my mind. "But first you gotta say hello to my friend." Bob ripped down his zipper and pulled out a beautiful, rigid cock. He grabbed my hand and brought it to his dick. I couldn't help but give it a soft squeeze. It was lovely. Hot and hard and I felt it had my name written all over it. I moaned and squeezed some more.

"Introduce yourself, babe. Personal like." He shoved me down to my knees until I was looking directly at his big, beautiful cock. "Come on, Sweet Sue, give it a lickity split. Pretend it's a banana."

I was still holding it and softly stroking it when I stuck out my tongue and tasted its tip. The precum oozed out onto my tongue and then I let my tongue go further and caress the bottom of the fat, swollen head. God, I loved it. Every inch. Every lick. I just had to have it. All of it.

Ashamed as I was, I cupped my lips about the head and, still stroking with my hand, swirled my tongue around and around, tasting the sweet baby flesh, hot and warm, then I'd suck in and tickle the under head with my tongue. Finally I let him sink in while grabbing his sweet buns. And I had to see more and I pumped up and down on him so I opened his belt and, pulling momentarily away, lowered his jeans and shorts and stared at his muscular legs as he stepped out of his clothes.

I continued sucking his beautiful cock, feeling wicked and naked, fully dressed in my professional garb while he stood there exposed.

I felt his ass tighten up and he began to spurt in me. Since I am shy, I tried to pull back and away, but he grabbed my head and pulled me down on him as he spurted into my mouth. I loved it! Necter of the gods. Hot, sweet sperm rolling around in my mouth and down my throat. "Look out tummy," I wanted to say, but my mouth was full at the time.

"Goddamn! That was fine. Fine," Bob said as he pulled me to my feet and suoved his still throbbing cock against the wet patch on my skirt. "Now it's time to get outta these, bitch, " indicating my skirt and blouse.

"But I have to go to the bathroom," I said, embarrassed. "You going take a piss?"

"I have to urinate." I said, blushing to even say it in front of a man. "Please," I pleaded with my eyes.

He seemed to relent, "Okay, honey, but make it quick. We ain't done. Not by a LONG shot!"

When I got back from the bathroom, Bob was start naked laying on my couch and pulling on his still hard cock. He didn't seem in the least embarrassed to be masterbating in front of me. I couldn't believe it. The he stood up and walked over to me. "Take off your clothes."

I did as he asked. slowly pulling down my skirt and stepping out of it, then taking off my coat and blouse. I felt SO NAKED standing in front of him in only my bra and panties, garter belt and stockings.

"What are you waiting for?" He asked while runing one hand up and down my side and continuing to masturbate with the other. Suddently he pushed his fingers against my cunt outside my wet panties, then stopped, pulled away from me, pulled down my panties, then slid that wonderful dick into my already hot, wet cunt. We fucked our way over to the couch and I fell back on it.

God it felt great as he stroked hard and long in and out while crushing my mouth with his. He dug his hands into my tight buttocks then suddenly grabbed my bra and pulled it down over my tits. While still fucking me, he bent his head and sucked on one tit while mauling the lother.

He pumped faster and faster, bringing me to a series of orgasams until I was shaking in an uncontrollable frenzy of delight as he pumped a hot load of cum nto me.

He lay still while I continued shaking and trying to pump beneath him bringing myself to yet another orgasm.

He pulled out, then began to rub his wet cock all over my stomach and tits, pulling himself over me and rubbing up and down. I've never felt more naked or more alive. Skin to skin. In spite of my embarrassment, I couldn't keep my hands off of him.

"Did I tell you true, or what? That was some fuck, huh?"

Embarrassed, I looked down at his cock, still hard, laying on my stomach, "Ah . . . Yes. I mean . . . I mean, yes. I mean I loved it. I really did. God! I was great. I mean , yes. I liked it. I like you. I mean, I ah, love. . ." "That's okay. I know what you mean," and he kissed me long and tenderly. I melted right there. At that moment I knew I was his to do with as he wished, and _I_ wished he would wish a lot. And he did. Thank God.

After work the following Monday, as I was preparing to leave the office, Bob demanded a blow job. There was never any question of doing what he said to do. I vividly remembered my orgasm, the total release and satisfaction, and wanted more.

He pulled me into an empty office and pulled down his fly.

"Go fishin', bitch," he demanded. I set down my purse and started to take off my hat and suit jacket.

"Leave the hat on! But take of that jacket, open your blouse and pull out your tits"

I did as he asked, though I had to unsnap my bra first. He pulled me to him and fingered both tits roughly.

"Oh, yeah, Baby. You're something. Nice tits, bitch."

Then he pushed me down and demanded, "Pull it out and blow me, Cunt."

I reached in but had a hard time pulling his dick out because it was so hard and in at an awkward position.

"Fuck!" he said and pulled it out for me. I couldn't believe how great it looked. I opened my lip and softly sucked the red head into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the bottom.

"Do it, bitch!" and he grabbed my hair from the back of my head and shove himself into me until he ran into the back of my throat. I was gagging and coughing and crying, but he continued to ram into me, occasionally pulling out and rubbing his dick all over my face, spreading pre-cum and spit across my cheeks and ruining my make up.

When I finally felt him about to cum, I sucked harder and harder, pulling his dick with my hand and sliding my other around him to cup his ass. God, I was hot! And I wanted to drink him down. But he pulled out at the last minute and squirted all over my face. I continued to milk him until he stopped and licked and sucked him till he was clean. I collapsed on the floor as he zipped up and walked out. On Friday afternoon, Bob gave me his address and told me to be there by noon on Saturday. I went, of course. I was his, and he knew it. We fucked all day and into the night.

I was dressing to leave, standing on wobbly legs, hugging Bob around the neck, when he patted my buns and said, "Same time, next Saturday, slut."

"Why do you have to talk so mean to me?" I asked.

"Sometimes mean an' sometimes not. You got an objection?"

"No, honey, I'll be here. I love you. I'll do whatever you want," and I held him pushing against his hardness. I couldn't get enough.

"See you in the office after work on Monday, slut."

"I'll be waiting, Bob." On the second Saturday, Bob wasn't alone when I arrived.

"This is my friend, Tom," smiled Bob.

Tom was a bit older than Bob, about 21, I thought. He was 5'10", had thinning hair, and had a small paunch. But you could tell he had a lot of upper body strength. He was probably a football player in high school, I thought, maybe a lineman. He was wearing a blue striped tea shirt and cutoffs. His legs was hairy and muscular.

I said hello to Tom and the three of us talked for a while. I couldn't wait for him to leave, so Bob and I could get on with the fucking! I get hot just being close to Bob.

Bob patted me on the knee and smiled again, saying, "I told Tom you would play strip poker with us."

I couldn't believe what I'd heard.

"I . . . I can't do that, Bob." I couldn't understand why Bob would say that, and wondered how far he was going to push me.

"Well, Babe, then I guess you better get your coat and get the fuck out of here. No more fun times with me." I knew Bob was serious. I'm embarrassed to admit I thought about it for only a few seconds. I was not prepared to give up Bob's pleasures so easily. "Okay, Bob, I'll do it."

With a huge grin, Bob walked over to the kitchen table and sat down. A deck of card was sitting on the middle of the table. Tom walked over and took a seat then looked at me. I lowered my head and walked over.

Tom lost the first hand and, instead to taking off his shirt or shoes and socks, he stood up and proudly unzipped his cutoffs. He wasn't wearing any underwear! I was shocked and excited at the same time. His hard dick jumped out and he slid down the cutoffs and sat back down.

"You like that?" Bob asked.

I lowered my head and nodded, then quickly shook my head "no." I could feel myself getting very wet beneath the sheer black panties I had worn for Bob's benefit.

I lost the next two hands and took off my heels and stockings. At first, I tried to take off only one stocking, leaving my other attached to the garter belt around my waist.

"Hell, it wouldn't be fair to Tom! Both stockings, bitch!"

I turned in my chair away from Tom, lifted my skirt above my stockings and, one at a time unsnapped the garters and rolled down the stockings. Tom and stood up and came silently around to watch me befor I noticed. In fact the first thing I saw was the bob bing white dick in front of him. I turned red, but finished what I had begun.

"God!" Tom exclainmed, "Would you look at those legs!"

I turned back, tucking my legs under the table. Even though Tom was far more exposed than I was, I felt as though I was stark naked in front of a stranger.

Tom took another step toward me and put a hand on my knee. Then he knelt down beside me and ran his hand up and down my calf, moaning and cupping the calf in one hand and his dick in the other.

I thought he was going to jack off right there. I looked at Bob for help, but he just sat where he was, grinning and shuffling the card. Then he started dealing again.

Tom stood up and walked back to his seat, his boner bouncing before him. "Wow," he said under his breath, looked at Bob and laughed. Bob laughed back and continued dealing the cards.

I picked mine up, in part to cover my embarrassment. I had a good hand. Two pair and an ace. I discarded the ace and ended up with a full house.

Bob lost the hand and, like Tom, he took off his jeans. Like Tom, he wasn't wearing any underwear and his dick popped out, hard and ready. I couldn't restrain myself. I could only stare. It was longer than Tom's and looked delicious. Tom had been watching me and laughed.

"You're are ready, aren't you?" Tom asked. I was too embarrassed to answer and looked down again at my cards, even though the hand was long over.

Bob stepped out of his jeans and walked around to my side of the table. I watched his cock bouncing before him out of the corner of my eye.

"Say hello to your friend," he demanded when he finally stood before me.

I looked more directly at his cock, still terribly embarrassed to be doing this in front of his friend. "Hello," I weakly muttered.

"No, bitch!" he grabbed my hair and shoved his hard dick in my face, "Say hello like you meant it."

I said hello louder and, as he pulled my head toward him, kissed the red head of his dick. I could sense the cum in it welling up and could see a clear drop gather on the head. I kissed it again, even after he had let go of my head, lightly licking off the clear drop, then dropped my head, embarrassed.

Bob laughed, walked back to his seat and dealt another hand. This time I was dealt trash. I discarded three cards, but only managed two fives.

I was worried. Next, would come my white blouse. Then Tom would see me in my bra. And besides that, I only had a skirt, black panties and matching garter belt. But the men only had shoes and shirts. Nneither was wearing socks.

Tom had three of a kind and Bob had two pair.

I didn't set down my cards but froze looking down onto the table. I was on the verge of tears, but at the same time I was terribly horny. "What you got, bitch?" said Bob with a wide grin. He knew I had lost the hand.

For a minute, I regretted everything. My long years of teasing cocks, my affair with Bob, my entire double life. Everything. I laid down my cards and slowly started to unbutton my blouse from the top down. When I got near the waist, I had to push back my chair and pull out the bottom of the blouse to continue. This exposed a portion of my bra for the first time.

When Tom saw the black lace peak out from beneath my white blouse, he gave a low whistle.

I finished unbuttoning my blouse and looked up at Bob pleadingly, although I already know it wouldn't do any good.

"Alley-opp," Bob said.

Looking down, I pulled up front of my blouse, aware that in so doing my tits strained against the bra as they pulled up and out. The I slid my blouse off of my arms and let it drop to the floor on one side. I pulled my arms in close to my body, attempting to hide what I had just exposed.

"No, no, Bitch. Sit up right!" Bob warned.

I straightened slightly, exposing more of my lace cupped tits. The nipples stood out straight revealling my excitement to both men and further embarrassing me. I only looked down at the table and continued doing so even as Bob lost the next hand and, standing up, stretch to take off his knit shirt. He was now naked except for his shoes, but I didn't dare look at him.

Mercifully, Tom lost the next hand and, like Bob, removed his shirt. When his eyes were covered with the shirt I looked at him. At his beautiful white skin, his broad chest, and his hard white dick that seemed to be mocking me. I could not suppress a soft moan that exceped from my lips. Realizing I had been caught, I looked again down at the table as both men laughed.

The next hand was a disaster! I was dealt trash, discarded trash, and ended up with trash. I was horrified. Both men laid down their hands, both of which beat mine.

Now I must decide: skirt, bra, or garter. I was petrified! I couldn't seem to move. If I took off the bra, Tom would see my beautiful tits. I would be complete naked above the waist. If I removed my skirt, I'd have to stand up, revealing more of my tits beneath the bra, and to take it down. And then all I had on beneath it were panties and garter belt. The panties were sheer. You could see my pussy hair beneath them, but not the lips. If I took off the belt, I'd have to turn around, hike up my skirt all the way, revealing my panties, unsnap the belt, and pull it out.

I decided to go for the belt. I turned toward Bob's side of the table, lifted my butt slightly off the chair while raising my skirt. Bob watched with a big smile on his face, but when he saw my hands go for the snap of the garter belt, he said, "No way, bitch. That doesn't count. You're going to leave that on until we tell you differently."

By that time Tom had stepped back agoud the table, naked except for his shoes. He saw my panties and smiled as he placed a hand on my upper thigh. I was startled and gave an involentary jump.

"Relax, honey," Tom said lowly, "I'm just checking things out." And he let his hand roam up almost to the bottom of my panties. Despite myself I spread my legs further apart as he came closer to my pussy, but he just laughed and stood up.

"I told you she was a hot bitch, didn't I Tom?" Bob said to his firend.

"Now," he asked, " what's it going to be?"

That broke my trance. I quickly pulled my skirt back down, turned back toward the table, and unhooked my front-snapped bra with trembling hands. Shaking with fear and lust, I pulled the straps backward off my shoulders fully exposing my smooth white tits capped with pink, hard nipples.

"All right!" Tom said appreciatively and licked his lips.

Again, I foolishly tried to cover up as much as possible by hyunching forward and drawing my arms around in fornt of me, but Bob would have none of it. "For Christ's sake, he's already seen them. Sit the fuck up right."

I did, knowing I was blushing terribly. My tits stood out from my body over the table, and both men stared.

Tom lost the next hand, stood up in my full view, kicked off his shoes. I didn't look. I felt he was taunting me, and I wasn't going to let him see my interest if I could help it although I burned inside to look. I could only see his beautiful cock bouncing around out of the corner of my eye. The next hand was the worst I had all night. All low cards, no pairs. Discarding three, I managed to pick up a pair of fives. But Tom had a full house and Bob had a pair of eights. (I didn't even know why Tom kept playing? What was going to happen to him if he lost, I wondered.)

I had no choice. I had to take off by skirt. Thinking back on it, I guess I could have removed my pants beneath the skirt, trying not to expose myself in so doing, but I didn't think of that then.

Looking down, I pushed my chair back and stood up. My hands, shaking, fumbled at the buttons on the right side, and when I'd released them I was shaking too hard to catch the skirt. It fell at my feet. I was ready to cry out of frustration, fear, lust, and several other emotions I cannot describe. So I just stood there, slightly slumped over, not knowing what to do.

Suddenly I felt Tom's hand on my upper arm. He rubbed it up and down softly, almost tenderly except for a squeeze now and then.

Here I was, almost naked, in a pair of sheer black lace panties which barely covered my pussy and which allowed the bottom cheeks of my ass to stick out and a black garter belt, standing in front of two naked men, neither of whom was my husband. I wanted out, but at the same time I was drawn deeper in. I even momentarily had an urge to finger myself from outside my panties, but I restrained myself.

I sat back down. Through all my shame, I still wondered what Bob would have Tom do if he lost the next hand. But Bob lost the next hand instead and remove his shoes.

I knew it was going to happen eventually and it did. I lost another hand.

I looked at Bob pleadingly. But I could tell from the look in his eyes that nothing was going to get me out of this one.

"Come here," Bob said as he stood up and walked over to the living room.

"Bob . . ." I said, pleading with my eyes. "Come here, I said."

So I stood up and walked slowly over to him, aware that my firm tits slightly bounced with every step. I didn't dare look at Tom so I was surprised when I felt him at my side, again rubbing my arm. I glanced over, nervously and saw his hard dick sticking out. God I was horny! And scared.

"Now take them off." Bob said. "Slowly."

I put both hands on the sideband of my black panties and slowly slid them down my hips. I could hear Tom moaning as my blond pussy hair slowly came into sight.

When I had gotten them midway down my thighs and had just started to bend over to pull them all the way off, Tom said "Stop."

I looked up at Bob and Bob nodded. Tom dropped to his knees in front of me and, shoving his face into my tummy, grabbed the cheeks of my ass and softly carressed them. While he rubbed his cheeks then his lips then his cheeks across my belly, he moaned and let his hands fall down the back of my legs, carressing the back of my thighs then my soft calfs then the back of my thighs, all the while careful not to pull my panties any further down.

Finally his head went lower and he kissed my lower belly, just above where my pussy fur began while kneeding my ass cheeks harder and harder. He shoved his chin down on my pussy. Despite myself, I pushed back against hims and a soft moan of yearning escaped my lips. He just kept rubbing my ass, thighs and scalfs, turned his face and rubbed his cheek up and down against my lower tummy and pussy.

Just as abruptly as he began, he stopped, stood up, and held me by the shoulders at arms length, looking at my body up and down.

"I told you she had a great bod, didn't I?" Bob asked.

"You sure the fuck weren't lying, buddy," Tom said as he looked me up and down. I tried to look away, then down, but when I looked down all I could see was Tom's beautiful dick pointed at my belly button. "Great tits," and with this Tom let go of my shoulders and cupped both tits in his hand, "great ass" he knelt and cupped my ass, "firm belly" he stroked my tummy softly, "and fantastic cunt" as both of his hand played outside of my cunt.

I was almost choaking with lust and humiliation. Tom hugged me poking his cock into my belly and rubbed it around. I couldn't seem to catch my breath. Then he stood back. "Ok, you can take your panties all the way off."

I bent over, feeling Bob's cock poke one cheek of my ass, and pulled my panties down until they fell off. Then stepped out of them and stood still. Here I was, naked except for a garter belt standing in front of two, horny, naked men. I started shaking. "Time for the next hand," Bob announced and walked over to the table. Tom followed. I could not move. I was trembling with shame and excitement. Afraid of was was going to happen next and dying for it at the same time. I felt cold and empty and was actually shaking.

"Come on, honey; it gets better." Bob said.

I walked over to the table and sat down, slightly surprised by the cold metal of the chair. I didn't know what was going to happen to the next person who lost a hand, but I should have guessed.

I could barely play my cards since I was so scared, but I managed to get three sixes. Tom only had a pair of tens. Bob had two pair.

"O.K.," bitch, it's your choice.

"What . . . what do you mean?" I stammered.

"You've got the high hand and Tom's low. You can make him do anything you want."

"What?" I asked.

"Well, you can't injure him, but you can make him do anything you want. Only not to me, you know. I'm not into that stuff."

"I don't want him to do anything." I said, which was not really true. Maybe I could have said I wanted him to leave so I could fuck Bob, but that would have been even more untrue.

"You want him to eat you? Fuck you? Jack off in front of you? What?"

"Ah, no. I mean no. Yes." I stammered like a fool. "Maybe jack off, o.k.?"

"Hell, if that's what you want, sure baby, " Tom said, "I'll jack off. But you gotta give me some inspiration. Sit up on the table with your legs apart.

I looked at Bob, but he only nodded. "Give him something good to see, baby. Let him see your sweet snatch."

"But I thought I could have _him_ do anything for ME."

"Oh, shut up and get up on the table." As Tom got up holding his cock in his hand, I stood and climbed up onto the table and slightly spread my legs. "Wider." Said Bob. "Wider."

I opened them as wide as I could and still keep my balance.

Tom stood in front of me grinning and stroking himself. "Here, spit in my hand, baby." he said holding his right hand out to me. But I couldn't spit. My mouth was totally dry. All I could do was watch him stroke himself and gulp. Tom looked directly at my pussy and moaned while pulling up and down on his beautiful cock.

After a few minutes, Tom abruptly stopped. "Wanta save this for later," he said.

"Next hand" announced Bob.

This time I lost and Tom won.

"This is it, baby. Now you get fucked!" Sen said as he laid down on the carpet. "Put it here," he said pointing to his cock. "You put it in!"

I hesitated, but Bob said "Put out or get out. And you won't be coming back!"

So I walked over to Tom, put my feet on either side of his hips, thus exposing my pussy lips to his hungry gaze, and slowly lowered myself. I reached between my legs and grabbed his hard cock. God it felt good. But I was still trembling. I couldn't seem to stop. And my eyes filled with water. Probably fear, lust and sham, all wrapped up together. I could feel that hard cock in my hand. I could feel it pulsing with need.

Chickening out, I pushed up cunt down onto his stomach, letting go of his cock, but then reaching it from behind and shameless pumping on it as I squirmed, pushing my pussy all over his belly and chest. I was so horny that I made whimpering noises with as I scooted over his naked belly. He grabbed my tits and pressed them together then let his hand slide down to my hips and pulled me to his mouth, sticking his tongue far inside me with one quick thrust and sqirling it around inside, then shoving me back down toward his cock.

Then I knew I had to have it. I raised myself, grabbed the base of his dick, and slowly lowered myself. But again my shyness overcame my lust momentarily and I chickened out. I pushed down, rubbing the length of his cock against my pussy lips, up and down, up and down, teasing both of us almost to distraction. Tom was rubbing my thighs and grabbing and rubbing my soft tits. Finally I couldn't take it any more. I raised back up and lowered myself right over his cock. As I felt the tip of his dick touch my opening, I whimpered and becan shaking with lust. I moaned loudly and the cock head push againt the tight, wet opening, then even louder as it crossed the threshold. Slowly I lowered myself further and further, taking in all of his hot length.

Tom's hands grabbed my hips and I sunk down on his cock and he began thrusting up until I was stabbed to the very dpeth. Now I couldn't stop myself. I pulled up and pushed down, feeling that cock, beautiful cock slide out and in, out and in. Tom grabbed at my tits and ass, thrusting up and down in time with me. He managed to pull me down on him and sucked on my tits.

"Oh, honey. Look at these tits. So fucking good. Smooth juicy tits. And your fucking ass. I'm going to fuck you in your beautiful ass. Loo at these pink nipples. Like they ain't never been kissed." And he sucked and pulled as I rode up and down and up and down, grabbing his head, his hair, running my hands up and down his sides, my trembling now turned into uncontrollable shaking with hot lust.

Never feeling so ashamed and aroused at the same time unti he grabbed me around my lower back and drilled harder and harder into me and finally let loosed a hard, hot stream of cum. I could feel its hot wash deep inside.

And we lay there, together, shaking with lust and exhaustion. calming down, then shaking somemore, then calming. I rolled my hips around trying to feel more and more of him.

Then lay still.

I had lost all sense of where I was and what I was doing, until I heard Bob applauding behind me.

"Fuckin' great. That was great." Then, "time for another hand."

I was almost too weak to walk but managed to pull myself up and stagger over to the table. Tom was also weak. I looked down but gave him a shy smile as he sat.

"While you two were balling your brains out, I called George," Bob said. "Thought we'd make things more interesting."

Oh, no! I thought. I can't handle it anymore! This is too much!

Susan's Secret Life

Chapter 2

I know I must sound inexperienced but I'm not. In fact, that day was not even the first time I'd played strip poker. The first time was when I was twelve. My parents had taken Billy, my ten-year old brother, and I to visit my aunt and uncle and cousins in Maine that summer. It looked like it as going to be a boring visit. The only exciting thing, for me, was my fifteen-year old cousin, Bert, who I immediatedly developed a crush on. He was dark and good looking, as the story goes, and I was just beginning to feel the sexual urges within me, but I was too shy to let him know how I felt. He would probably laugh at me anyway, I remember thinking.

One afternoon at their house, I was bored and walked around in the woods behind the subdivision daydreaming about Bert. I was not certain of my sexuality, but knew I wanted to see him naked. I thought about his lips kissing my budding breasts, licking my pink nipples maybe, and his fingers in my crack. Occasionally, I would let my hand slip down the front of my skimpy white shorts and finger myself.

Sometimes, I would sneak the other hand up under my yellow tank top and squeeze my tiny tits. But I was very worried about being seen and so wouldn't feel myself for long. I was super hot, though, cause I didn't dare finger myself in bed at night since I had to share a bed with Sarah, my twelve-year old cousin.

The only time I'd masturbated since arriving, was once in the bathtub, and that was a mistake since right after I came, thinking about Bert, who should accidently barge in but Bert himself? I had forgotten to lock the door! Fortunately, I was taking a bubble bath so the most he could have seen was one of my small, pink breasts. He smiled quickly, looked straight at me, and excused himself and backed out.

I couldn't look at him for several days after, although I could almost feel him looking at me everytime we were near one another. Occasionally, I would glance up and see him wink at me. I was very shy and would look down immediately.

So that afternoon I was very hot and fingered myself more than I normally would have under similar circumstances.

Suddenly I heard a bunch of boys' voices. I recognized one of the voices to be that of Billy, my brother. I crept through the pines until I came to a small clearing. There was Sammy, my younger cousin who played with Billy, taking a piss. I could see his little dick, and I gulped. It was small but hard and he fondled it while he was pissing. Soon, he finished, zipped up, and walked down a small trail toward the rest of the voices.

I followed. Suddenly I came to the edge of a larger clearing and stepped off the trail. I could hear the boys' voices coming from this area. Carefully, I crept through the foliage until I could see into the clearing but was sure the boys couldn't see me.

There was Billy and Sammy and about four other boys. I could hear them clearly. They were talking about the magazines they were looking at.

"Wow! Look at them boobies. I'd love to fuck them." said one of the kinds.

"But look at her cunt," said my brother, Billy. "Jesus!"

One of the boys unzipped. I thought he was going to piss right there. But he didn't. He just fondled his little hard dick while looking at the pictures in the magazines. The other boys looked at him and laughed a bit, but then another pulled out his little dick and did the same. Then my brother pulled out his. They were soon all jacking off to the pictures.

"God, I wish we had a girl right here to fuck," my cousin said.

I couldn't believe my eyes. Six preteen boys trying to masturbate had gotten me very hot. My hand slipped back into my shorts, and I began to finger my tight little blond puzzy. My other hand reached under my tank top and squeezed my right breast. This time I was going to go all the way. I was too horny to stop!

But in my excitement, I tumbled over in the bushes.

"Jesus!" One of the boys said.

I looked up and thought they were all going to run away. But one zipped up quickly and ran to where I was. I'd managed to straighten up and pull my tank top down, but there was a wet patch on the front of my white shorts and a strand of my hair was stuck in a branch or a bush.

"Hey, you guys. Come here. Quick!" yelled the boy who'd come up on me. I tried to turn and run, but my hair was stuck and the boy grabbed one of my ankles from behind in a classic tackle. I fell on my face onto a soft carpet of needles. I was free from the branch and knew I could power past the kid, but by the time I'd pulled one foot free, another kid was there and grabbed it. Soon all the boys were there and they all grabbed me and shoved me down as I struggled and squirmed beneath them.

I could here my brother say, "Jesus! It's Suzi. My sister. Hold her down, guys. She'll tell on us."

By now I was crying and trembling with fright, embarrassment and frustration. I was also very horny. A number of the boys had grabbed at my ass while we struggled and one had got his fingers around my tit and squeezed a bit. I soon gave up struggling. I thought it was time to try another ploy.

"I won't tell." I said through my sobs. "Just let me go. Please?" I pleaded.

"No, man, don't let her up."

I could feel the little hand try to grab my tit again, so I shoved my self down harder against the ground.

"Come on, guys. Let's get her up. But hold on to her. Don't let her run. I gotta idea," said Sammy.

The boys pulled me to my feet. I didn't resist. I was too tired and humiliated. Now, I knew they could all see the wet spot on my shorts. But they didn't look. They were too busy making sure I couldn't get away. Two kids held both arms and one grabbed me tightly around the waist from behind. They were smaller that I was, but I knew I couldn't struggle against their numbers. It would be futile.

They walked me into the clearing. The boy who wasn't holding me, grabbed the front of my shorts and pulled, leading the way. I could feel the back of his fingers against my stomach when he would stop for a moment.

"Let's tie her up to the tree."

"O.k."

"Go get that rope, guys."

"Yeah, tie her up." Soon I was tied to a small birch on the side of the clearing. The sun was still high enough to come over the edge of the trees and warm my body. "I hope it dries my shorts before they see," I thought.

"Billy, let me go. Please. I won't tell," I cried. "Let me go!"

"Fuck her, Billy," Sammy said. "We got her and we're going to keep her. She can scream as loud as she wants, no body can hear. She's ours for the afternoon, buddy."

"O.k." Bill said.

I knew Billy wouldn't protest. He often teased me and grabbed at me. I knew he had sexual urges for me. And I'd catch him trying to look up my skirt sometimes or "accidently" feel my leg when he dropped something at the dinner table.

"Come on, guys, let me go. Please."

"O.k., we'll let you go. If you'll show us your boobies," said the little boy who had been pissing earlier. I was scared and shy. "No. No. Just let me go." But I was also turned on. A lot!

"Hell, guys. We don't need her permission. Just pull up her shirt," Sammy said. Obviously he was the leader.

He grabbed the bottom of my tank top and slowly pulled it up. I pushed back against the tree keeping the shirt from riding higher than my upper tummy. Two of the others, however, caught on and pushed me away from the tree.

Sammy soon had my tank top gathered under my armpits. He held it there staring at my small, pink breasts.

"Wow!" he said. "They're not like in Penthouse, but they sure are nice."

"Yeah," said another kid as he reach out to touch one. His little fingers massaged the whole surface, but I struggled and the top fell partially down.

Sammy pulled it back up, rolled it and tied it with a piece of string so it would stay up. As he tied it up, he pressed his hard little body against mine and looked right in my face. It wasn't until that moment that I realized how much like Bert he looked. Two of the other had pulled their little dicks out and were stroking them with one hand while tenatively feeling me up, my tits, my stomach, with the other. One kid ran his hand over the front of my shorts and another over my buns. Sammy unzipped and unbuckled his pants and let them fall to his feet. He had the biggest cock, but it was still small.

I couldn't take my eyes off of it at first, then looked down when I saw him looking directly in my eyes and wink. He looked just like a miniature Bert!

A couple of the boys started softly rubbing their cocks against my legs.

"Stop that, you guys! I'll tell." I was screaming and crying, but to tell the truth I was extremely horny by this time. Seeing those little hard dicks and feeling them against my legs, had really turned me on. I could feel myself push against them, their smooth, little hard cocks on my naked legs! And my ass started slowly pumping out away from the tree. Before I knew it, my crying had stopped and a soft moaning had begun. "Jesus! She's hot, guys," Billy said. "Let's strip her naked!"

With this, I half came to my senses. "No! Please." But I could feel myself get wetter and wetter and pump a bit further with my butt away from the tree.

Bill unsnapped my shorts, hooked his thumbs in the sides, and began to pull them slowly down. I kept telling him to stop, but feeling those little cocks against my smooth naked legs, I sure didn't mean it. I was theirs, and I think they knew it for sure.

The kids pumping my legs stopped for a minute while my shorts were pulled down my long legs and I stepped out of them, still thrusting against the air. Then they were back on me, one was big enough to pump my upper thigh and would occasionally get his cockhead as high as my white panties. Meanwhile the others were feeling me all over. I even felt one boy open my hand which was tied behind the tree and place his little dick in it. I squeezed tenderly and pumped it as much as I could.

My eyes were closed most of the time and I was moaning and really loving the smooth needing feel of little hard cocks pressed all over me from the upper thighs down. A couple kids had been feeling my tits and a couple fondled my pussy from outside my panties. I was delirious.

Then I felt someone pulling down my panties and gasped. I open my eyes just in time to see my panties come down and my wet little teenage cunt be exposed for all to see. Sudeenly they all stopped and stood back, surveying my twelve-year old body.

There I was, entirely exposed in the warm light of day, my panties around my knees, standing in front of six ten-year olds. Most were almost entirely naked by this time and all of their little dicks stood up like toy soldiers at attention. A couple of them fondled themselves as they looked at me.

"Gosh."

"Gee."

"Cunt!"

The boys were quiet. I thought they might be scared. I knew I was, but I also knew I was still very horny. Apparently they were too because they all came back and began to push against me once more, only this time a couple ran their fingers through the hair on my pussy and Sammy even let a finger begin to slip in.

I pushed out and against him and felt the finger enter me from in front while I felt two little dicks push against my upper thigh in the rear and hands caressed my tight, little buns. One kid even tried to stick his finger in my asshole, but I pulled further away and he gave up.

I have never been so turned on in my life, and the boys knew it.

One was sucking on my tits and fingering me while the other crushed their little cocks against my legs and lower buttocks and felt me all over. Little hands caressed my tits and buns, hands were on my smooth tan calfs, and trailing over my tummy. I was thrusting against all of these sensations, especially against the finger in my cunt. Then I felt one the of boys kissing my tummy and going lower and lower with his tongue. I pushed and squirmed against him, but he didn't know enough to stick his tongue in me. He just kissed my pussy above where the other kid fingered me.

"Jesus! This is great!"

"Let's get her down," said Sammy--then I realized that it was he who had the finger in my cunt pushing back and forth as I squirmed and pumped against him. He knew I wouldn't run by now. "Untie her."

One of the kids fumbled with the rope while I kept stroking his little hard cock. It took him a long time. I looked at the boys and their hard little dicks.

They were all naked by now and rubbing their little chests and hairless legs and dicks all over me. I watched through heavily lidded eyes. Everything looked as though in a glaze of need. I wanted to suck some of those dicks and was praying some of the boys would make me, since I knew I'd be too shy to initiate the action.

Soon I was free. I pretended to try to escape, mostly for form and to feel their little bodies all over me stopping me. I squirmed and thrashed softly in thir arms. I could feel hands all over me, poking my asshole and buttocks, all over my cunt.

Sammy had kept his finger in me and I pushed my pussy bone against his chest as his finger squirmed like a tight worm inside. Mouths were kissing and sucking my tits and butt, boys were humping my calfs and mouthing my thighs. I was in heaven! And so were they.

Soon they had me on the soft grass. We kept squirming and thrashing, kissing and fondling, only now I was kissing and fondling back. I grabbed little asses and pulled the boys on me. We wrestled and turned. I kissed one on the mouth and stuck my tongue in. He rose up and started pushing his little dick all over my face. Here was my chance, I thought, and I sucked him in. I could hear him groan as he turned on his side and tried to fuck my mouth.

Then I felt a little hard dick between my legs, and opened them wider. I was able to see that it was Sammy between my legs. He had some trouble but was finally able to shove himself in and grab my waist. It's a good thing he grabbed cause I was starting to climax. All those little hands and mouths and dicks, poking and pushing and caressing and kissing and mouthing every part of my body had brought me to the edge. When I felt a little dick shoved between my buttocks, I knew I couldn't stand it any longer and began thrashing even harder as I came, squiriming against Sammy's dick. I could feel his little ejaculation in me as the boy in my mouth also came. Sammy rolled off and pumped on his dick some more as Billy took his place.

"Oh, no, " I thought, "My own brother!" But he felt so good I fucked him until he shot off.

"Hello! What have we here?" came a deep voice from the edge of the clearing. It was Bert!

"What the fuck are you guys doing?" "Nothing, Bert. Honest," Sammy said.

They were all up and scrambling toward their clothes. I curled into a tight ball.

"Relax, boys," Bert said. "There's no problem. You're just getting your first pussy, right?"

"That's right, Bert," Sammy said as he stopped and turned back around.

"That's o.k., guys. Just so happens here's where I got my first piece of ass too. Me and Pete Boggs brought Maryalice out here when I was thirteen. Great day. You guys are just starting early, that's all."

By then all the rest of the boys had come back and sat around my naked body curled on the grass.

"Who's the chick?" Bert asked. Evidently he hadn't seen my face. "Why it's Suzi! Little cousin Suzi! Suzi Q! And have I got somethin' for you!" He walked over, sat down crosslegged by my face, and lit up a cigarette. "You're some hot bitch! I can tell."

I closed my eyes and tried to disappear. I pulled my knees further up to my chest and lay in a fetal position on the grass, feeling the warm sun on my back. Soon I could feel Bert's hand, larger that all the others, on my back, rubbing up and down as though he was soothing me.

"Yeah, you're really something. So fucking soft. Blond hair," as he raised a strand of my hair. By now his knee was directly in front of my face. "You want a real man to take care of you, Suzi?"

I shook my head no. I was scared and terribly embarrassed. I'd begun trembling uncontrollably.

His hand went lower and lower down my back until it rested on my buttocks.

"Well, you won't mind if I just show the guys how to treat a woman, will you?"

I was confused and shook my head no again. Which is not what I wanted to do. I wanted to say I did mind, but that wasn't really the truth. So I guess my body involuntarily told the truth when my mind tried to lie.

"Good," and Bert's hand slipped down between my buttocks, moved softly over my asshole and started lightly stroaking my pussy. "Such a pretty blond puss! Oh, you're going to like me, baby! I got a hot hard one for you. Come on, guys, help me turn her over."

And I could feel all those little hands on me again, with one set of larger hands, pulling me out of my fetal position. Again I squirmed and got hotter and hotter as I struggled. But this time I struggled to really get free. I didn't want to let Bert see me completely naked. I was getting hotter and hotter as the boys' naked bodies rubbed against mine and a couple little dicks got hard again. I could also feel the large hands on me, holding my waist while the boys were opening me up like a flower in the sunshine. I tried to move from side to side but the boys held my legs and arms apart.

One boy took off one of my sneakers and, as he held my foot, he sat rubbing his little hard dick against the bottom. It tickled and I laughed though my fear.

"Yeah, you're gonna like it, ain't you?" said Bert.

Despite myself, I nodded and opened my eyes slightly, enough to see him stand up and start taking off his shirt. The sun was in my eyes but I watched as best as I could as he took off his clothes. I did get a good view as he pulled down his jeans and jockey shorts and his hard cock bobbed out. God it was big. So much bigger than the boys' dicks.

"Now just hold her still, guys. Watch this." He knelt between my legs but instead of putting his dick right in me he lay with his upper body on my legs and his head on my tummy like on a pillow. I could feel his dick on my lower calf and could feel his rubbing it up and down against my soft flesh. I was lost again, prisoner to my lust, and I thrust my pussy up against his chest, squirming and pushing my pussy bone around and around against him.

"Now here's how to eat out a chick," Bert said to his students. The boys had let go of me, realizing I wasn't going anywhere, and were watching him closely. He bent his head down further on my body and softly, slowly began licking up and down my crack. I tried to push against him so his tongue would go in, but he would just pull back slightly. This was his demonstration, and I knew it. He lay licking me and carressing my buttocks, pulling them apart, then my tummy, then my tits, then bring one hand down to where his mouth was and finger me while he talked to the boys, all of whom sat around my naked body in a circle. "See her little pussy lips?" He asked and they nodded. (I was going crazy, my head going back and forth on the warm grass and my hands on the top of his head, trying to shove him back down.) "Now watch as I stick my tongue in between them. Watch her reaction."

And he stuck his tongue into me making me moan and thrash on the grass. His hands all over my ass, tummy, titties and legs, then two fingers in my cunt again as he gave further instructions.

"Now If I stick it straight in and bring it up to the top of her cunt on the inside, I can really get her going. And he replaced his fingers with his tongue, driving it straight into me and then up, dragging it back and forth across my clit as I shuddered and gasped, shoved his head further down with one hand and grabbed a tit with my other, bringing my legs up around his body and locking them, trying to pull the slick, hot tongue further and further inside, grinding my pussy against his face, and moaning uncontrollably.

Meanwhile his hands roamed all over my body and I could occasionally feel small hands in my armpits, on my breasts, caressing my legs. I could even feel one kid straddle my face and shove his stiff little dick in my mouth. I sucked and tongued him for all I was worth until he shot his tiny load and rolled off of me.

"Enough of the demonstration, guys. Now It's time I get my reward." Bert said as he raised up despite my thrashing and trying to pull his face back into my blond pussy. He moved up, rubbing against me the entire way, his cock up my thighs. He carressed my tits and brought his beautiful cock to the entrance of my pussy. I tried to push down onto it, but he held me beneath my armpits with he sucked my tits, licking them and my belly all over as I thrashed beneath him with a need I'd never known before.

Soon he rose up and kissed me, shoving his tongue, sweet with my juices, far into my mouth, I shoved mine, in turn, into his as I tried to grab his ass and pull his dick into me, but he apparently like to tease and would only rub his cock up and down over my pussy lips then bring the head to my entrance, shove it a fraction of the way in and then withdraw it, again raking it across my pussy bone and pussy lips.

"You gotta beg me to fuck you if you want it."

"Oh, yes, I want it," I whispered to him then shoved my tongue back in his mouth and swirled it around waiting for him to take me. I mashed my mouth against his, moving it around until it almost hurt my teeth and jaws. But he only brought the head back to the entrance and shoved it half way in. I tried as hard as I could to push down and impale myslef, but his hands, planted beneath my armpits, prohibited me going lower. So I was reduced to flopping agaisnt him, grinding down on half a cock and squeeling for more.

"No, no, Suzi. Louder. You gotta beg so all the guys can hear."

Shy as I was, I couldn't stand it any longer. "Please fuck me," I said outloud. And he shove a bit more of the cock head in. I felt great, but again he held back as I squirmed and tried to force him in further, grabbing his buttocks and pulling. "Please fuck me MORE." And his cock went further in. Now I could move without it falling out.

It was passed the cockhead and felt fat and slick in me. "FUCK ME WITH YOUR COCK!" and he shoved another inch in. ""FUCK ME! FUCK ME FUCK ME! YOUR FAT COCK! FUCK ME, BERT! FUCKEE FUCKEE

And he shoved deeper and deeper and started to thrust in and out with slow deliberate movements as I tried to quicken the pace and wrapped my legs around his ass shoving myself up at him as he drilled that beautiful hot cock into me and grabbed my ass and drilled me harder and harder, and quicker and quicker, and I could hear the boys gasp as he pulled out almost all the way then shoved in me so deep I thought I was going to vomit.

He was hard and hot and really knew how to fuck, drilling me with stong, hard strokes and bending down and lapping my tits, my pink tits, as I pulled him into me with my legs and carressed his back and butt with my legs and his hands all over my legs, fucking my mouth with his, then tonguing my tits, and I felt so good I knew I wanted to feel like this forever or maybe forever or maybe

And he want faster and faster and harder, kissing me and licking me. And I shook and squirmed and felt every part of him I could, even pushing my hand between us so I could feel him as he went in and out, and I even fingered myself a bit, embarrassing myself in front of the boys who giggled and gasped and pulled on their little goaty dicks as they watched.

I happened to look up at Sammy and he winked then I saw Bert's face who was fucking me harder and harder and he winked too, then shoved all the way in, higher than ever before. Then he pulled almost all the way out and did this over and over very quickly until he was going to cum and I knew it and I was going to cum too.

He shoved in even deeper and bigger than ever before, grabbing my ass and pulling me way in, and my legs pulled him even harder and he shot a load of hot, sticky cum way down in me then a half stroke and another hot load, then another and more cum and over and again, both of us cumming and moaning and twisting and pawing and fucking and loving it. My first real time with a man! Whata hump. And after his last load squirted deep inside, I just kept rubbing against him and he pushed in me in circles so I could feel his dick all around, so hard and lovely, and full and hot. And we lay in the sun sweating and caressing each other, and I could hear the boys get up and go get their clothes and put them on, but we just lay there kissing and squirming slightly in each others arms, and I knew I was in love for the first time and that I would do anything for him.

I could hear the boys gathering up their rope and magazines. And he stayed hard in me and licked the sweat from my tits. And I could feel his cum leak out of my young cunt and down the crack of my ass, cool and sticky in the afternnon. And I could hear the boys walk away as we kissed and licked each others' shoulders and ears and hair and eyelids. And he stayed hard in me.

The sun went down behind the treeline and I could feel my body cool in the late afternoon except where his body rested on mine or where his tongue licked at my sweat. And I could feel the cum dry stickly in my ass crack. And nothing mattered but love and sex, that hard cock only now beginning to go soft as we held one another.

The next night my parents and aunt and uncle took the younger kids to see a movie and go to the icecream parlor. They asked me if I wanted to go, but I looked at Bert and saw him signal "no" with his eyes.

"We'll just stay home and play some cards, o.k.?"

"Yeah, I'm kinda tired. It's o.k. if I just stay home with Bert, huh?"

Our parents saw nothing wrong with the arrangement and I was in heaven! At least until Sarah, my cousin, said she wanted to stay home too.

I looked at Bert, but he shrugged, smiled and looked away. Great, I thought, now we've got a damn chaporone!

After out parents let with the younger ones, we got out the card table and set it up in front of the t.v. There was a movie on about World War II. Bert shuffled the cards and began to deal. Sarah disappeared into her room, and I thought this might turn out alright after all.

"What do you wanta play, honey?" Bert asked. It was the first time he'd called me that and I felt all warm and loose inside suddenly. If only Sarah hadn't stayed home!

"How 'bout hearts?" I said, blushing. He reached over and held my hand. Just then Sarah came back into the room. "Caught you!" she screamed and laughed.

I pulled my hand back quickly.

"I know you're lovebirds," Sarah teased. "K-I-S-S-I-N-G," she sang out. "Too bad for you tonight! I just called some friends to come over," Sarah said and winked at Bert. "The whole gang's coming! Ha!"

I felt very dissapointed. Here I thought Bert and I were going to be alone all evening, but now I come to find out the house will be full of Sarahs' friends. No chance for Bert and me tonight, I thought.

I got up and started toward the room I shared with Sarah.

"Hey, Where you going?" Bert asked.

"Oh, I'm tired. I think I'll lie down for awhile," I said. As I walked down the hall toward the room, I heard Bert say, "Fuck this movie!" And I hear him get up and walk away.

Well, that's it, I thought as I lay down on the bed. I dozed off into a dissappointed half-dream state.

I woke up hearing the sound of a bunch of guys and girls in the next room. I could hear the t.v. and the sound of glasses.

"So, they're going to have a party," I thought. I rolled onto my side and tried to fall back to sleep. The room was dark and I was very sad. "Bert's probably even got a girl friend out there now," I thought.

I feel back into a half sleeping state but was wakened up when I heard the door open.

"Suzi? Are you awake?" It was Sarah.

"No." I said, hoping she'd go away.

"Suzi? Please come out and join the party. You'll have fun."

I just lay there.

"Bert wants you to come out," she said half tenderly, half in a singsong mocking tone.

"Oh, o.k." I pulled myself up and walked into the next room.

There were about five girls and two guys besides Bert and Sarah. The girls looked to be about my age, that is all 12 or 13, but the boys looked like Bert's friends. I was surprised.

Everyone was watching the t.v. Where I come from, nobody watches t.v. at a party except nerds. I was about ready to laugh when I happened to look at the set.

There on the screen was a naked woman on all fours on a bed while a man fucked her from behind. I gasped out loud. I'd never seen anything like it.

Susan's Secret Life

Chapter 3

There were about five girls and two guys besides Bert and Sarah. The girls looked to be about my age, that is all 12 or 13, but the boys looked like Bert's friends. I was surprised. Everyone was watching the t.v. Where I come from, nobody watches t.v. at a party except nerds. I was about ready to laugh when I happened to look at the set. There on the screen was a naked woman on all fours on a bed while a man fucked her from behind. I gasped out loud. I'd never seen anything like it. " Hey, Suzi! Sweet Sue," Bert said when he saw me.

"Come on o'er here. Hey, guys, meet sweet Sue . . . and I outta know." And he winked at me.

I was flustered and shocked, but managed to mutter hello to those who greeted me.

The three guys sat on the couch and three girls were on the floor in front of the t.v. One girl, a beautiful redhead with long legs sat in the easy chair. Her tits were already fairly well developed and she wore a bra. Sarah had left me standing there and went into the kitchen and began talking to a blond. I wanted to get away from what I saw on the screen-- where a naked man was fucking a naked woman from behind with long, sure strokes -- so I walked into the kitchen, pretending to be interested in what Sarah and the blond were talking about.

"But if we fill 'em back up with water they'll never know. Not if we do it right," the blond was saying.

"Gosh. I don't want to get caught, though," Sarah said.

"Don't worry. Leave it to me."

"Hey, Suzi, where'd you go?" Bert yelled from the living room. "Get in here. I want you to see something."

I didn't know what to do but I knew I loved Bert and his request was so strong I just had to go back into the living room. "Come here, honey. Sit between me and Steve."

I walked over and Steve, a handsome blond, moved over on the couch. As soon as I sat down, Bert's arm was over my back and his hand rested on my shoulder which he squeezed in a brotherly sort of way. I melted toward him while I was still afraid. I think I was shaking some at the time, too.

"Look at that," he pointed to the screen. The naked lady was now on her back, and as the man kept fucking her, her legs went over his butt, her ankles locked and she bent her kness abruptly, pulling him further in.

I then noticed the sounds, or rather shouts, from the two on the screen. The lady's face was thrown back, a sheen of sweat covered her face, eyes shut in sweat ecstasy. He was belching deep animal grunts, she was screeching and humping wildly.

The redhead in the chair was transfixed by the screen and was absentmindly rubbing her thigh below her shorts. Two of the girls on the floor were shivering and I began trembling harder. I couldn't control myself. It was too much, too fast. I felt like I was going to be sick, but I was really just sick in lust and fear and . . .

"God!" said Steve, "Look at 'em go." And he self-consciously rearranged the position of his hardon in his trousers. "Jesus! Look at that."

I turned back to the screen only to see a closeup of the big dick parting puffed pussy lips on the screen. The thick cock would pull all the way out sometimes, and when I saw the fat red head bobbing around trying to find its way back in I fell as though I would pee my pants and vomit at the same time, although I had to do neither of these things. All I could imagine is having that fat cock with its jolly red head poking around my young cunt trying to find its way in between my tender lips.

Jesus, I was getting horny. I could only breathe in short sips and didn't seem able to catch my breath. My shivering came in spasms. I kept hoping that I'd put a sweater on, but I knew that a sweater wouldn't have helped. I wasn't cold, although it felt that way. I hugged myself trying to make it stop, but only seemed to quake harder.

I tried to look down at the rug but kept looking back up at the screen, then over at the redhead, who began moaning softly. Her hands were now rubbing her upper thighs below and above the line of her shorts.

Then she tenatively began to rub her chest outside her blouse, then back over her thighs, parting her legs and moaning louder. I was uncontrollably quaking as with a major fever by this time.

"Goddamn!" Steve said. "I didn't know it would have that effect on Red. Jesus, Red, you're beautiful when you get like that. Let me help you."

And Steve went over to the chair and knelt in front of the redhead, who suddenly looked embarassed, but continued rubbing her thighs and tits.

Steve pushed her legs apart and knelt between them on the floor. He, too, began to rub her upper thighs, then over her knees and calves, and up the under side of her lower thighs while he rubbed his face along her thighs, pushing his head, eventually, up into her lap.

He shoved his chin into where her upper pussy must have been beneath her shorts, and she pushed out against him and squirmed all over in the chair. All this time she kept carressing her breasts while running her fingers through his hair. Gradually her right hand slipped under her blouse and, I could tell, beneath her bra squeezing her right tit.

At the same time, Bert was rubbing my legs and one of the girls on the floor had come up to sit next to me, but she pulled her legs up to her chest and hugged them, shivering. The other boy on the sofa held her in his arms in a friendly sort of way as though he was trying to warm her up. But we were all warm enough already as we watched the two on the screen fucking and occasionally watched Steve and the redhead who now had her long legs over his shoulders moving back and forth and he caressed them.

Suddenly the man on the screen grunted even lounder and pulled his cock from the woman's cunt and began to shoot his cum all over her belly. She pushed agaisnt him and squirmed all around, rubbing the cum all over her tummy and onto her hard tits.

"Godamn!" Two or three of us said in unison. When I looked back at the redhead, Steve was slowly pulling down her shorts. Her long, soft legs were pshed out straight in order that he could get them down. When they reached her tennis shoes, he stopped, untied her shoes with shaking fingers. This took an agonizingly long time and I was shivering uncontrollably as he finally pulled them off, carressed her feet and pulled off her shorts. Then he reached for her pretty white panties which he pulled off quickly. "Goddam!" Said Bert. "Look at that pretty red cunt."

I was amazed at how beautiful Red looked. Her young teenage cunt was graced with a fine coating of light red pubic hair. It looked even finer than my light blond pussy hair and I felt like I wanted to touch it. The light hair glistened invitingly in the soft light. But I didn't have long to admirte her aince Steve shoved his face back into her lap after pulling her white cotten panties over her long legs and off her feet.

From what I had learned the other day, I know he was probalby tonguing her. Her legs came back over his shoulders and she scooted back down in the chair to give him better access.

"Wait a minute!" Bert said. He got up, walked over, and started unbuttoning Red's blouse.

Her eyes opened in sudden fright and recognition, but Steve must have been working wonders on her because she slowly closed her eyes again with an almost catlike purr and shoved against his tongue, moaning, "Oh, yes. Yes. Yes. God."

Just then Sarah bounced back into the room with a tray of filled glasses. "Hey, why are you guys all so quiet."

When she looked over where we were now all looking and saw Steve and the redhead, all she said was, "Oh. Goodie."

She set down the tray and went over and helped Bert take off Red's blouse and bra--which wasn't easy since she was squirming all over in the chair and since she had slid down till her naked butt was at the edge.

"Come on, guys. Look at this!" Sarah beckoned.

We all timidly came forward to stand around the chair. I didn't want to, but I didn't want to be left out either. Besides, I was mucho horny by this time and even occasionally rubbed myself outside my shorts.

Now I could see Steve's tongue working its wonders in the cute redhead's cunt and, occasionally, licking down her behind while plunging two fingers in her. I could also see her beautiful tits. And when I say "beautiful," I mean "beautiful."

They were simply lovely. Soft and large (it seemed to me then) and heaving under the soft glow of the light.

The pink nipples puckered out as though they were proud little men waiting to be kissed. Bert must have seen the same thing, because he sucked one into his mouth, then licked all around her tit.

I was jealous. But horny too. I shove my cunt into the chiar back and pushed and rubbed. A couple of the other girls seemed to be doing the same thing.

Then I looked up in shock to see Sarah and one of the other guys standing in the middle of the floor squiriming against each other while he pulled down her shorts and panties and she unbuttoned his shirt. Things were getting weird! And I was scared.

I wanted to get fucked, right then and there. I didn't care by who, though I preferred Bert or (I hate to say it) the man on the screen with his fat dick capped with its bobbing red head. But I would have taken on any of the guys at that point. Or maybe any of the girls. But I was also scared and wanted just to go back to bed and curl up under the covers. I thought if I did maybe this shaking would go away. Maybe I could stop all this lust and fear and humiliation. Maybe I could stop it now, because I knew if I didn't I was trapped for life in an endless cycle of lust and fulfillment and fear and sex and love and cunt and cock and .

It was a close place and I knew it. And I looked down and saw my cunt pushing against the chair and my tummy heaving and peeking out from under my pullover, and I grabbed the bottom of the pullover and I pulled it up.

"Alright, I'll go to hell," I said to myself as I pulled the top over my head baring my small breasts. And I felt two hands come around from behind me and grabbed my tits while someone shoved against me from behind.

It was a girl! I could see her hand with long nails and feel the soft hands caressing my nipples and tits and tummy as one hand snaked down over my shorts and squeezed my cunny from the outside. GOD I was fucking hot! I squirmed and moaned and let her turn me around and kiss me shoving her tongue into my mouth. It was the cute littl brunette who had been sitting in front of the t.v.

Now we both shook uncontrollably as she grabbed my ass and shoved against me and then slid down kissing my neck and collarbone and the tops of my little tits then the nipples as she pulled my pants and panties down in one swift move and I stood there goddamn naked in front of everyone, fucking near to tears and vomit and pissing myself.

I realized that except for Sarah and her boyfriend (it that's what he was) and Steve and the redhead, everyone was looking straight at me. At my tits. At my ass. At my tummy. At my blond pussy. And I goddamn near cried, but I still shook with lust and fear, as I tried to cover myself.

"Relax," said Bert. "Don't hide that perfect little pussy. Let us look at you."

I closed my eyes and stood there, steppping out of my panties and shorts and letting the brunette take off my shoes as she felt up my smooth legs. I was shaking harder than I'd ever shaken before but the second I felt Bert's hand on my tit, I calmed down. I had been like a ship sweep away, rudderless in high seas, but the second his hand touched me, the seas were calm and my little boat was headed toward port. Or maybe I'm confusing my metaphors. Anyway, I calmed down real fast. That is, I was still afraid and shaking with lust and shame, but I no longer felt the vomit well up within me nor my bladder go queasy.

I could see, then, the brunette undressing before me as Bert stroked me from behind--my breats, my thighs, my sides. I pushed back into him. God, she was beautiful, too. Not as stunning as the redhead, maybe, but short and sultry with a thick curling patch of cunt hair. I looked soft as a bird's wing, and I unconsciously leaned forward to stroke it as she stepped toward me and hugged me from in front. I could feel Bert reach around her now and pull us two tightly together. He grabbed her buns, then pulled them toward me as he shoved agaisnt my buns from behind. Our naked cunts were touching!

I was shocked and embarrassed. I want to say something to her. Like "I'm sorry" as though we had bumped together in a bus. But I couldn't speak. My mouth was full of her tongue and my heart full of burning, jumping lust. She gently pulled me down toward the ground and Bert let go, but I resisted.

Not only didn't I know what to do with another naked girl, but I was scared of my own passion and embarrassed to do anything while others watched. Yet the brunette insisted and I slowly fell to my knees where we both rubbed against each other while feeling each other up. God, her tits were ripe and hard poking into mine and her naked buns were firm under my hand as I poked and stroked and cupped them trying to pull her cunt into mine.

Gradually we fell to the floor where we rolled around, squirming our naked flesh against each other and touching each other everywhere. I mostly kept my eyes closed out of my embarrassment, but when I open them I saw Stave, now naked rubbing the brunette's back and buns as she was over me.

His cock was hard and bobbing out in front of him. I wanted to touch it. I wanted to fuck it. Or swallow it. Or all three all at once, but the brunette was kepping me busy.

I suddenly felt her fingers in my cunt squishing around and I circled my hips, pushing up as she pushed her face down across my body then started fucking my naked cunt with her tongue.

J E S U S !!!!!! I'd never, never, never, ever felt anything like it. I shoved my cunt against her face and moved it all around. I bucked and held her head, trying to get more of her tongue into me. I was shameless. Imagaine, in front of all these guys and girls. I looked up and noticed that most of them were naked too and only a few watched us as they stroked each other or fucked. We bumped into Sarah and the other guy on the floor and they were fucking their brains out. I reached out and felt between Sarah's legs where the guy's cock was going in and out.

But then I noticed that the brunette was turnign me around. Oh, her tongue was still in my wet little pussy, but she moved around while moving me, too. Soon her cunt was right above my face and her sweet legs were either side of my head. "What does she expect me to do," I wondered. But as I looked her soft black pussy in the eye, so to speak, I had the uncontrollable urge to touch it and stroke it and--I'm embarrassed to say--to lick it. So I grabbed her butt and pulled her down while shoving my head up between her legs. OH, GOD! I could smell that sweet pussy and it was good.

I rubbed my nose then my chin over her soft, puffy, teenage cunt then stuck my tongue in. "Well, if I'm going to Hell, " I thought, "I might as well go whole hog!" And I licked and licked and pulled her tight against me and shoved my little soft titties into her stomach and squirmed against her, and we licked each other and made wet girly love till our bodies glistened with light on the livingroom floor then I could tell that the brunette wanted me to roll over on top of her and we managed to roll over, squirming against each other, without taking our tongues out of each other's tails, mashing our cunts into each others faces.

Suddenly I felt someone's hot dick pushing up against my cunt as well as the brunette's tongue and I pushed back, slowly and tenatively (but, boy, was I hot!) against it, feeling it as it began to enter me, and I could feel the head pop in and it felt so fucking big I dind't know was was next, heaven or hell, but I shoved back and the cock shove a bit further in and I could feel each hot rib and vein, each bump of the fat cock as it pushed pashed my pussy lips and into the opening of my canal.

It felt like trying to shove a hot turkey neck down someone's throat as it entered me so fucking slowly and filling me up so I thought I'd simply DIE, while the brunette kept lapping at me, adn squirming under me, her ripe little tits moving allove, and I could feel the guy now wrap one of his hands around my waist and the other grabbed one of my tits (and boy! did THAT feel good!), and he pulled into me harder and harder, thrusting his hot cock into me evey meaty vein bumping me from the inside and making me clamp down and squeez hime like I was trying to stop the flow of piss.

His face came next to mine and I saw it was Steve, the hot blond guy who'd tongues the beautiful redhead, and I tried to lick his face as if I was a puppy getting it for the first time,but I kept at the brunette's cunt too, and I could feel her shudder beneath me, shaking and quaking and screaming as I fucked her faster with my tongue and Steve grabbed my tits, fucking into me and bit down ever so softly on my ear and JESUS! it was great just it was like in the dry heaves only without having to puke, just the heaves of love and cock and sweat and cunt, I guess, slicking the brunette's juices all over my face, shoving my chin, now my nose, now my tongue again into her cunt.

I was still ashamed but loving it, loving every fucking second and every fucking inch and every knob and ridge of Steve's cock as he slammed into me like we were going over a gadamn waterfall and everything, the whole room rocking, bumping into naked people, me still ashamed but fucking fucking sucking slick in the hot love of tit and cunt and the big veiny meat cock going in and out.

I looked and saw the readhead, buck naked on the floor beside us on her back and Bert kneeling between her knees and slowly he fucked that cock I love so much into her and she must'a been damn tight cause she had to squirm like a wild duck to get it in, there thrashing beside us as Bert pulled back then fucked her some more and with Steve in my tail I felt like I could feel Bert's cock in me too, and I reached out and grabbed the redhead's hand and she looked as me and between her groaning and sweating she smiled and squeezed my hand like we were now sisters in the art of fuck and I was so damn happy and proud (but still quite ashamed) I burst all over as I felt Steve blast load after hot, sticky load of teenage sperm deep up into my insides.

I was STEWED, dadgummed it, like a marshmellow over the fucking fire melting and burning all over everyone and everything, the brunette squirming and thrashing beneath me, and I could feel her titties all over my tummy, she was still licking me and I could tell her damn burst just then, too, because she fucking near bucked me into the next room.

I grabbed onto her buns and kept sucking her and taking Steve's hot, cummed-slick cock up my cunt, it dripping all over the brunette's face as she kept her tongue wagging in me like a munchkin.

We all collapsed and just kept softly thrusting and humping and whimpering and moving so we could feel the absolute most of each others skin and cocks and cunts and tits and little buns, and in some backroom of my mind I could hear the redhead screaming for what sounded like the longest time as she came and thrashed up into Bert's cock, but it seemed all slow motion to me as I struggled to half open my eyes, the brunette still softly licking, then what seemed like hours later we could feel them roll into us and we kept humping and kissing cunts and tummies a little like Christmas afternoon after all the packages are unwrapped but you get to look at all your stuff and feel and play with it.

We stroked them and they stoked us, occasionally pinching a tit or squeezing an butt, and it felt like we were all in cotten balls all over us so soft and foggy and warm, but still Steve's hard dog up my tail, now softening a bit, and, gosh, it was fun, and we lay still.

Just then I noticed that I had quit shaking some time ago.

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