Baby Maker SeXStoRY

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Cum on toes Clean-up SeXStoRY

I have to say I get turned on watching porn vids with a good cum shot and clean up. Either another girl cleaning up the cream pie and swapping it or the guy himself doing the clean up it really gets my cock throbbing. I often think to myself I'm going to clean my wifes cream-pied pussy only to back out after shooting my load. One is, after I cum, I just lose the desire, and two, I don't want her to think I'm a complete perv. I know she enjoys it though. She's a good cum swallower and always gives me a kiss to share some of it with me when she takes a load. One time a few years ago, after a night of drinking, I pulled out of her ass and shot a huge load all over her tits. I licked them clean and shared some with her. It was very hot, but we never talked about it after that. Then a few weeks ago we went out of towm for the weekend to get away and celebrate her birthday. We don't use our toys much and a few weeks before that I tried to get one of her vibrators out of the toy drawer and it didn't work. Even with new batteries still no vibrating. So I decided to surprise her with a new Vibrator during our trip. During our first sex session of the weekend she sat on my face(her favorite position) while I licked and fingered her to several squirting orgasms. Then I laid her on her back and went to my bag to get her present. She was a little surprised but very happy. I turned it on and began rubbing it on her clit while I ran my tongue into her pussy and gently licked and probed her asshole. After that I slowly inserted it into her pussy while I licked and sucked on her clit. My cock was throbbing and oozing precum everywhere, so I kept the vibrator in her pussy and put my cock in her hungry waiting mouth. I pulled my cock out and as she stuck out her tongue I milked a long stroke of my cock and watched a large bead of precum drip onto her tongue. Instead of swallowing it she just left her tongue out with my precum stringing from it. I knew what she was thinking, I immediately went down and we engaged in a very passionatte cum sharing kiss. I really couldn't take much more so I put my cum covered cock in her soaking wet pussy and stroked her deep. Sometimes my cock is too big to go all the way but she was really turned on. I couldn't go deep enough. I lifted her feet all the way up and pulled out of her pussy and shoved my cock into her ass. I start by pushing my head into her opening then watching if she had pleasure or pain on her face. This time it was nothing but pleasure. She was begging me to fuck her ass. I grabbed her feet and started sucking her toes while I stroked deep into her ass. I started taking turns fucking her pussy and ass back and forth. They both were so wet and felt so good I couldn't make up my mind. My cock was hard as a rock and she could tell I was about to explode when she shocked me by saying "I want you to cum on my toes and lick them clean". It only took another stroke or two before I had to pull out and stand over her feet. I was so turned on I shot a much bigger than normal load. Each set of toes got at least three big blasts, then a couple of smaller ones. Then I used the still-sensitive head of my cock to push the cum between her toes and all around and underneath them. My cock was still hard so I shoved it back into her soaking pussy while I began my clean up. I started with her right foot which was in my left hand, I put her biggest three toes and part of her foot in my mouth and sucked them like a cock. I then did her smaller toes the same way. Then with her left foot in my right hand I licked the cream off by using my tongue in a lapping motion. Making sure not to spill a drop but saving some to share with her. Surprisingly my still hard cock wanted more. as we passionatly shared the cum I fucked her pussy and filled it up a short time later. It was a wonderful start to a sex filled weekend.

MALINDA I WANT YOU SeXStoRY

My wife Malinda had walked to the corner store.she told me she was expecting a package from UPS.The door bell rings.I open the door,when the f***e of the door knock me down.And two huge Black men step in with guns.both pointed at me.One said get up slowly,one reached in his back pocket and pulled out a pair of handcuffs.he went behind me and grab my hands and put them on me.I said what am I being arrested for.They looked at each other and laughed,were not cops.Our instruction is to detain you,until our boss gets here.Oh we cant Kill you yet.Then the other pulled out a roll of DUCT TAPE,and place a piece over my mouth.Mean while my wife is walking back home with a bag when a car pulls up. A black man is driving and ask if she is the wife Mr.Glenn the prize fighter,she says yes.he said great I been trying to get in contact with him about some work.can I give you a lift.I really need to see him.she accepts the ride.I hear a car pull up in our driveway.My wife opens the door and says honey there is someone here to see you,then she was pushed in very quickley.she sees me with my mouth taped.she start to scream what is all this.Then the 2 black came out of our bedroom.My name is Jerome,Malinda yes I know your name.I know alot about you.I also know MALINDA I WANT YOU.for months I have watched you.In the Winter you catch a ride home from work (walgreens) and in the Summer you walk home.you are so DAMM sexy to me.Normanly I take what I want.Like First Thought about getting rid of your husband.and make you a widow.But I'm going to give a chance to save both of your lives.First Question do you love him,she said yes without any hestation.are you willing to sacrafice your life for him,she said yes.Good cause MALINDA I WANT YOU,I want to Fuck you in your Mouth,Pussy,and Ass whille watches.If you say no you both dies.I not going to r**e you must give me your body.tears are running do her eyes.Jerome said take a moment and think about it.Guys go head and stand him up.One says can we shoot him now.and pointed the gun to his chest.what do you say MALINDA,please dont kill him i will do whatever you want.Jerome said take his pants and draws off,they stripped him,one of the guys smacked me on my ass and said can I fuck him boss (i thought i was going past out from that thought)you i have not had no booty since i got out of jail.Jerome said maybe later.Now Malinda i want you to grab my hand a lead me to your bedroom.guys bring him to.can we watch also boss.Jerome said no.and reach in his pocket and pulled out 2 envelopes and said here go count your money.stay in the living room if you hear anything but sex in here kill these 2.Jerome took off his clothes,and begin to strip my wife.she had on a shirt and a pair of jeans.he looke at her nakeness and said DAMM thats better then i imagine.He went to kiss her,but she turned her head.He grab her face and said look,you can pretend its your husband your are about to fuck,or your favorite star,but you will do this,or he is dead and will be left to clean up the mess.she looked up at him and did not resist his kisses.he reached behine her and grab her ass,he turn her around to get a better view of her ass.he stepped up on her and started gently squeezing her titties,I know my wife her titties are very sensitive.Hell he keep that up,she might forget she is married to me.I cant believe here i am sittin here handcuffed with duct tape getting hard watching my wife about to be fucked by a blackman.he lays her down on the bed,and start kissing her he works his way down to her nipples,first licking 1 at a time,then sucking each nipple,then he pushed her breast together and was sucking both nipples at the same time.he kissed his way down to her bush and found her wet pussy.he was licing and sucking her pussy,my wifes legs was opening and closing at the same time,i could here that familar sound that her pussy makes a squishy sound.he got up between her legs and put the head in,and she gasp for air.she said please let ride you,you are really big.they change positions.she sat on top of him,i had a perfect view of his dick,DAMM what is that a SMALL BAT.he got to be at least 10 inches and thick.he started massaging her breast.then she leaned forward so he could suck them.she reached back and massaged his cock,she rubbed the head of his dick with her wet pussy.she lifted 1 legg and put the head in.she started humping him real slow,when she was comfortable she leaned forward and they kissed.hes was massaging her back and ass.she started to moan,i was getting hard,i wish the hand cuffs was in the front so i could jerk off.they was really getting into each other,then he grabbed her ass and really pushed that big black dick up in her.she was moaning and groaning,and trying to meet every stroke of that black cock.her pussy was really making that squishy sound.i heard say yes fuck me I'M CUMMMMMMMMMMING.they kissed and she got off of him,Jerome didnot cum.and said I'm ready to Fuck that ass now,she pleaded No anything but that,I have never done that,and your cock will split me in half,He said i dont care you have a beautiful ass and want it,i going to take your ANAL CHERRY.but first go over there and start sucking your husbands dick,she i dont like sucking dick,he look at her and said you 1 more time tell me what you dont like,and i end all this SHIT,it not about you so get over it.go suck his dick now BITCH.HE raised his hand,but he did not hit her.she came scurring over to me,and got down it front of me.she was kissing my thighs,but would not suck my dick.He went in his pants and pulled a gun and put it to her head and said get to sucking.he found some baby oil on the night stand,and pour some on her ass,and rub some on his massive dick.he stuck a finger up her ass and she jumped,he said keep sucking,then another finger up ass,he was raping her ass with his finger.she was crying and slobbering around my cock,but she did have a mouth full of my cock in her.Pull your ass up he ordered.He got behine her and i felt for her cause i had a 3D view of whats to cum,he rubbed the head in the crack of ass.he place the head at her anal entrance and pushed in she screamed,no please its to big take it out.that just made him push further up her ass.oh i forgot to tell you relax and started pumping her ass she was in a lot of pain but he did not care,its been a long time since i had a VIRGIN,ah yeah so tight,unexplored territory,to boldly go where no man has gone before.you go back to sucking his cock,might take your off of being ASSFUCKED.he was really enjoying her ass.i could believe how hard i was.he grabbed the back of her head and said SUCK IT BITCH,SUCK IT.he was making her get throatfuck with my cock balls deep down her throat.then he really started pounding her ass,then i heard that squishy sound cumming from her pussy i did not realized she was masterbating,with cock down throat an a big black cock fucking her ass.He said thats it I'M GOING TO CUMMMMMMMMMMM.and pushed her head all the way down my cock and i came in my wifes mouth,and she moaned from her own orgasm.he pulled up out of her asshole,she got up a ran 2 the bathroom,and was vomiting.by the time she was finished,he had his clothes on.Ok get your ass out here.she came out sat on the bed.he said to me take a good look at my face,glenn cause you will meet me again. your a prize fighter,i have booked you and one of my fighters for next month.thats right i'm a promotor.you want a shot at a the top you have 2 come thru me.he went over to my wife and handed her a key to the cuffs,he drop a envelope in my lap and said here is a advance towards your training,and him and his goons left.THE END. to all readers your comments is appreciated.

Cybersex SeXStoRY

i would love to be sitting on ur knee right now...all im wearing is a black bra and knickers n im playing with my tits, rubbing my nipples and making them really hard... im moving my hand down over my stomach and down ....ive slipped my hand inside my knickers........... ,my pussy is nice and wet n im slowly rubbing my clit thinking about ur hard cock. i want u right here right now i want ur hard cock in my mouth n i want ur hands on my body feeling ur way and exploring EVERY part of me ...... I have a finger in my wet pussy and im moving it in and out slowly............... ive just tasted my finger n it tastes good ive taken off my knickers n have my legs spread.. using 2 fingers now moving them a bit quicker wish u were here playing with my pussy and making me wet...fuck me i want u im rubbing my clit really fast now it feels really good i want ur cock rubbing up against my pussy i want to feel how hard u r ...my pussy wants cock........i want u deep inside me pushing hard.......using 3 fingers now moving them in and out of my pussy slowly first then building up speed.......i am close to cumming.... my pussy is so wet n tastes so good.....i want ur cock i wanna run my finger nails down ur back pulling u close to me.......fuck me am about to cum.....im cumming have2 fingers in my pussy n rubbing my clit with my thumb and i can feel my self cumming.... my pussy juice all over my hand....fuck me, your cum mixed with my cum sounds really good...

enjoy SeXStoRY

my best friend once introduced me to this single mom black woman. she lives by her self and i was over at her place and i fell asl**p... she got up and went to work. when i woke up no one was home. So i searched through her stuff and found her homemade porn tape and i put it on the dvd player. i jacked off like 2 times for the day just watching her movie with passion. but while on my 3rd rounds. A strange woman opened the door and came in to the living room and caught me with my cock in my hand watching the tape.It was her friend who came by to burrow a dildo. she introduced her self and asked if she could watch me and the tape that she had never seen before. i said ok. then as the time went by she jonied in to help me out full participation. then a couple hours later the single mom came home shocked to see me and her friend getting off to her video. i fucked then both but by the end of the night i was swallowing a dick and a dick was up my ass... i ended up fucking 3 women and 2 men... i even ended up with a dildo turned on in my ass when everyone went to sl**p. i was handcuffed in that position so i had to take it...

THE ROOMMATE SeXStoRY

Foreword: This entry is a direct continuation from my previous stories. Basically I’m just telling all of the most interesting and exciting sexual stories of my life in chronological order. I will try and include enough back story for a new reader to be able to jump right in, however I apologize if I fail to provide enough. In short, if you want to get the full effect, you may want to read the entire thing from the beginning. Thanks and enjoy. The Roommate June 2002 In the summer of 2002, I was 22 years old. I had been dating Belinda since I was 15. She was a drop dead gorgeous Latina with wavy dark brown hair that fell just past her shoulders. She had brown eyes and a slim figure with a nice little set of b-cup breasts. We had lost our virginity to one another about 8 months after we had gotten together. In the summer of 1999, a spontaneous game of Truth or Dare paved the way for me to land in the middle of a threesome with Belinda and her best friend in the world (another gorgeous Latina) Marcela. It was a threesome that we somehow stretched out over the entire summer. A year and a half later, during X-mas break, the three of us somehow wound up together again, despite the fact that, by then Marcela had gotten engaged. After those events, it didn’t seem to matter how great the sex between Belinda and I was. I could never seem to stop thinking about having the two of them together again. It became an obsession really. I was always looking for an angle to make that magic happen. If I’ve learned anything from this story I’m about to share with you all, it’s this: Don’t hesitate. If there is something you want, go as far as you have to to get it. After that holiday break, Belinda went back to school in Florida. Ours was (and had been for several years) a long distance relationship. I became overwhelmingly lonely. I had been jacking off to the pictures that Marcela had taken of the three of us that night in December probably a little too often. Suddenly one morning I realized that I had no reason to stay in Texas. Belinda was still in school in Florida and I decided that I had had enough of the long distance thing, so I packed up my place and hit the road. I was starting a new life and venturing into the unknown. I couldn’t have been more excited. Belinda was also really excited about the decision too. She had been living with her college chum from Poland; Kasia. They were living in a 3 bedroom apartment and their third roommate had just moved out leaving an empty room. It only made sense that I moved in with them. I arrived in April and met Kasia for the first time. Kasia had a very exotic accent. As I said before, I was 22 and Belinda was 23. Kasia was a little older than we were. She was 32. She had straight dirty blonde hair that hung to the center of her back, sky blue eyes and an athletic build. She was very bright and extremely open-minded and I found having conversations with her very pleasing. Once I got settled in, the three of us spent a lot of time hanging out, drinking beer, and generally having a good time together. The nights were wonderful as well. Belinda and I made love very frequently and I was truly happy. Kasia would occasionally crack jokes about hearing Belinda and me having sex at night due to the thin walls in the apartment. Honestly, after so much time apart, we were fucking like jack rabbits. Life was going really well. So here’s where everything started to get a little sticky. One morning, I was sitting at my desk working when the phone rang. I was working from home at the time. I rarely answered the house phone because Belinda’s parents didn’t know we were living together and were a bit old fashioned. Belinda had already left for work and the phone kept ringing and ringing, so finally I picked it up. When I said hello, I was greeted by a woman’s voice speaking in what I could only assume was Polish. I figured the call was for Kasia, so I left my room and went across the living room and down the hall to her bedroom which was next door to Belinda’s. I knocked and immediately heard Kasia’s voice through the door. “Yes?” “Phone’s for you.” I answered. I was waiting for her reply when the door swung open, and I could not believe what I saw. Kasia was standing in the doorway wearing nothing but a pair of pink and white striped panties. If I had been drinking anything, I’m sure I would’ve spit it all over the place like they do in the movies. It was that kind of jarring surprise. Her skin was tan everywhere except for her breasts. She had a very distinct bikini tan line. Her legs were muscular and her stomach and arms were thin and toned. Her breasts were about the same size as Belinda’s, but unlike hers, Kasia had small pink nipples. She took the phone from me, smiled and said “Thanks.” Before turning around and closing the door. I walked slowly back to my room dumb-founded. My head was spinning. I felt sort of awkward about it, but the baser side of me was already imagining what it would feel like to be with her. I didn’t know if I should tell Belinda about it or not. The last thing I wanted to do was break up our happy little home. Then, I wondered if it had been some kind of test. Maybe Belinda had put her up to it and was waiting to see if I would come clean and say something about it. I thought about it for a short while before my mind gave way to new fantasies about being intimate with Kasia. I got so worked up that I had to scurry into my little private bathroom and jack off while thinking about her. When Belinda got home, I decided to tell her about what had happened. It turned out that it wasn’t any kind of test. Belinda just laughed it off telling me that Kasia had always been very free spirited and just did that sometimes. She told me that it wasn’t a big deal to her if it wasn’t a big deal to me. I told her it wasn’t. Maybe I should’ve. Over the next couple of months, I saw a lot more of Kasia’s body. As I mentioned, I was working from home, so I was in the apartment almost all day. It soon became very clear that Kasia wasn’t terribly fond of wearing shirts in the house. There was even a time when I was eating breakfast at the kitchen table one morning when she had come out of her bedroom completely naked just to get a bottle of water from the fridge. I’m almost ashamed to admit that I jerked off twice that day. So that was how it went for a good long while. I would stay out in the living room all day trying to catch a glimpse of Kasia passing through and then run back to my little bathroom and rub one out. Then Belinda would get home and we’d all hang out for a while, then Belinda and I would go back to my room and have sex. Life was good. There was never any awkwardness between Kasia and me. It usually seemed like she wasn’t even aware that I was there, let alone staring at her body and crafting erotic fantasies of the two of us in my mind. Yes, life was very good indeed. It was a Friday night and the three of us had planned to hit the town. We all got dolled up and hit the strip. We didn’t really go out all that often, so when we did, we made it count. Belinda was wearing a skin tight black mini dress that was basically a skin tight black tube that covered her from her breasts to just below her ass. Kasia was wearing a denim mini-skirt and a lacey black top with spaghetti straps. They both did their night club make up thing and looked insanely hot. We went out and hit bar after bar, dancing, drinking beer, tequila, and whatever other drink we could come up with and by closing time, we were all pretty shit-faced. We took a cab home and ended up congregating in the kitchen of the apartment. We were all crowded around the fridge and Belinda was passing out more beer. We were laughing and hooting and generally being d***k and behaving poorly. I wish I could say that I had had ulterior motives with what happened next, but the truth is, I was just really d***k. “I wanna get naked!” I shouted. “So get naked.” Belinda laughed. “I don’t want to get naked alone!” I slurred. “Come on Johnny, don’t be shy!” she smiled as she started pulling my shirt up over my head. “So, I’m gonna be the only naked one?” I asked as she dropped my shirt to the kitchen floor. “You said you wanted to get naked, so are you gonna get naked or not?” she asked through more laughter. During all of the times we had had sex with Marcela, Belinda had become very comfortable about all kinds of sexual things. Things that might have bothered a normal girl didn’t bother her in the least. She didn’t care about Kasia walking around the apartment topless all day long, and apparently, she didn’t care if I stripped down in front of Kasia either. She had become a fiercely sexual woman and enjoyed all of the excitement as much as I did. We had never been sexual in front of anyone besides Marcela and I wondered if Belinda had something in mind. I kicked my flip flops off of my feet and unbuttoned my jeans. Belinda and Kasia were both staring at me and I suddenly became a bit self conscious, so I turned around to let my jeans fall to the floor. They both laughed and hooted at my bare ass. I cupped my hands over my privates before turning to face them. Belinda immediately protested. “Come on! When did you become so shy?” Then Kasia chimed in. “It doesn’t matter John.” She could tell by the look on my face that I needed more convincing. “I walk around here in my panties all the time. I really don’t care if you get naked. If I could, I’d be naked all the time.” I smiled and reluctantly moved my hands away from my crotch. Both girls stared down at my cock and smiled. “There you go Johnny.” Belinda said. I could feel my dick growing already. “Do you feel better now?” In an effort to convey comfort, I hoisted myself up onto the counter top, sat down on the edge of it and sipped my beer. I could feel my pulse in my dick as it slowly rose to attention. “You have a pretty dick.” Kasia said. Belinda and I immediately started laughing hysterically. “I don’t think anyone has ever called my dick pretty before today!” I d***kenly howled. We were all in tears and the alcohol had erased any inhibitions we might have been feeling otherwise. God bless alcohol. Belinda leaned against the counter beside me and said “Awe, it is pretty Johnny.” as she reached over and gave it a gentle squeeze between her fingertips. “Your mouth is pretty.” I slyly quipped. “Oh, was that a hint?” she grinned. The truth is, I wanted her to lead me to my bedroom and give me a blow job before fucking my brains out. I was incredibly surprised when she actually leaned over and took the head of my cock into her mouth in front of Kasia, right there in the kitchen. The gears were already going in my mind. Was Belinda’s exhibitionist side coming out to play? Then she pulled away laughing. She had just been showing off for Kasia. Kasia was laughing even though she had a shocked look on her face. “Oh my God, for a minute there I thought you two were gonna start making a porno in the kitchen. Belinda’s eyes lit up. “We should totally watch a porno!” she exclaimed, and she disappeared into my bedroom. During the years that we were apart, I had amassed a pretty impressive collection of porno DVD’s. On occasion, Belinda and I would watch one together as foreplay, so she knew where I kept my stash. When she came out, she knelt down in front of the TV stand in the living room and turned on the Television. I walked into the living room with my beer in hand and sat down on the couch. By now I had gotten really comfortable being naked in front of them both. Kasia sat on the opposite couch that faced the one I was sitting on. Belinda grabbed the remote and sat down next to me. The menu came up and Belinda hit play. The movie started and we all had some good laughs at the cheesy plot. My erection had gone away by the time we got to the first sex scene. It was a scene featuring two slender women kissing. They began to remove each other’s clothes and got into some heavy petting, licking, sucking and what have you. My cock was rising again and Belinda saw it growing harder. Kasia was watching the TV and making comments about how unrealistic the premise was. She didn’t notice me leaning over to kiss Belinda. Apparently, Belinda was getting a little turned on too. As soon as she felt my lips on her neck, she turned and kissed me with her mouth wide and tongue thrashing. My cock was growing rapidly by then. I suddenly realized that I was sitting naked on the couch making out with my girlfriend while watching a porno in front of our roommate. I was suddenly certain that Belinda wanted to put on a little show for Kasia. Belinda loved being watched. Not wanting to disappoint, I reached up to Belinda’s chest and started gently massaging her right breast through her tight black mini dress. I noticed that Kasia had stopped talking so I glanced over and saw that we had gotten her attention. She was watching us and wasn’t showing any sign that she was uncomfortable or wanted to leave. I was too d***k to care either way, but having her there watching only served to turn us on more. I wanted to see how far it would go, so I pulled the black cloth of Belinda’s dress down to expose her perky tan breasts. She moaned loud as I did it. She wasn’t trying to be quiet or secretive. I knew by that point that all bets were off, so I lowered my mouth toward Belinda’s chest. She whipped her head back and moaned even louder as I drew her nipple into my mouth. Kasia was definitely focused on us now. Belinda was staring across the room at her as I sucked on her nipples. Kasia was smiling. I was sharply reminded of that night playing truth or dare with Marcela back in Texas all those years ago. We were moving into new territory and we were all excited about it. By then the two women on the screen were fully naked and one was going down on the other. Kasia was watching us intently, so I decided to take things a step further. I grabbed the bottom of Belinda’s skin tight mini-dress and started pulling it upward. She eagerly lifted her ass off the couch to oblige me. I pulled the skirt up until it was in a bunch around her midsection. She was wearing a black thong. She started kissing me again as I put the tip of my middle finger over her pussy on the outside of her panties. She moaned into my mouth as she hoisted her leg over mine. I started to massage the thin black cloth of her panties into her rapidly moistening slit. She spread her legs wider, giving Kasia a full view of what I was doing to her. Kasia continued to stare at us. Belinda slid her hand down my stomach toward my cock which was now standing straight up. She lazily wrapped her fingers around it and gently started stroking up and down as I slipped a finger under the side of her panties and pulled them to the side, giving Kasia a clear view of Belinda’s glistening pussy lips. I continued to rub her clit and suck her tits as she gently jacked me off. It was clear that we had an audience and Belinda was fully committed to putting on a show. She stood up in front of me facing Kasia and pulled her mini-dress up and over her head. She was staring at Kasia and smiling when she then pulled her panties down over the wide curve of her hips and let them fall to the floor around her feet. She kicked them away and then slowly backed up and then straddled me, still facing Kasia. Her pussy was wet and I could feel it slide across the tip of my cock. She slid her wet lips back and forth lubing up my cock as she stared at Kasia. Then, she raised up and reached between her legs to grip my cock. She finally slid down onto me. Kasia watched as Belinda began to grind up and down on my dick. The ladies on the TV were grinding their pussies together and moaning. Belinda was suddenly moaning louder than they were. The world I thought had been closed off was suddenly open again. Here we were in the moment and I was smiling so big I might’ve pulled a muscle. Oddly enough, I felt myself wanting to impress Kasia. It was a strange impulse, but there it was. I pulled Belinda off of me and stood her up before I took my place behind her. I violently bent her forward and she placed her hands on the coffee table. “Oh, fuck yeah Johnny! Fuck me from behind!” she said. I looked across the table at Kasia and stared her in the eye as I slammed my cock into Belinda’s wet pussy. I was pounding her doggy style now and I could tell that Kasia was really getting into our little exhibition. I kept staring her in the eye as I fucked Belinda. I wanted her to feel involved and it apparently worked. She leaned forward and started to pull her top off. Then in one quick motion she popped the front snap on her bra and it popped open revealing her pale perky breasts. By that time, I had grown to love Kasia’s tits. I had thought about them so many times when I jacked off that it bordered on obsession. It was so amazing to be able to stare at them while I was fucking Belinda’s warm wet pussy. Then Belinda said “Do you like watching us Kass?” Kasia stood up, pulled her skirt off and sat back down on the couch in her panties. “Mmm-hmm.” She spread her legs and started to rub her pussy through her panties. She was lightly moaning and I knew that I wanted to be inside of her more than anything. I kept thinking back on all the threesomes Belinda and I had had with Marcela. I figured I could get Belinda to get Kasia involved if I could just get her a little closer. I had a plan. I pulled my dick out of Belinda and almost pushed her onto the couch next to Kasia. Before she had a chance to think, I climbed onto her and pushed my dick back inside of her sweet pussy. I looked over at Kasia. She had pulled the crotch of her panties to the side and was now pushing two fingers in and out of herself as I fucked Belinda next to her. I kept hoping that Belinda would reach over and touch her, or kiss her or something. Not that I was in any position to complain. I wanted Kasia so badly, but it was completely up to Belinda. As long as Belinda initiated it, it would be okay, but without her say so, it was a big no-no. Kasia was still fingering herself as she watched us fuck, but that was all the involvement she had. I was staring at her as Belinda began to shudder. An orgasm was shaking through her with ferocious intensity. It was amplified by Kasia’s presence. Kasia pumped her fingers faster as Belinda came and was bringing herself to climax. Our eyes were locked and I got the immediate sense that she wanted me. She had to know that I wanted her too, but without Belinda pushing it, there was nothing to be done. Soon Kasia was experiencing her own orgasm and my own was not far behind. I pounded Belinda’s pussy as I watched Kasia withdraw her fingers and furiously rub at her clit. She started to moan in loud bursts as I felt my load gathering pressure at the base of my cock. I finally pulled my cock out of Belinda’s pussy and stood up. I started to jack my cock again as Belinda sat up and pulled her hair back. She put her face in front of my dick, closed her eyes and tilted her head back. Kasia watched me jerk myself as Belinda said “Cum in my mouth baby! Feed me your cum!” I was panting as I felt the warm cum travel up my cock and explode out of me. The first shot hit Belinda’s left cheek and she opened her mouth wider. The second blast was a bulls-eye. A hot gush of white cum sprayed past her lips and splashed on her tongue. Then another. Then a fourth. The last few drops dripped pitifully out of me onto Belinda’s chest and I was spent. Kasia was staring at us, just as exhausted as we all were. Belinda smiled as she wiped the cum off of her cheek and licked her fingertips. “Oh, wow. That was nice.” she smiled. Kasia stood up and picked her clothes up off the floor. “That was so hot!” “I wasn’t sure if you’d be into it.” Belinda replied. “After I told you about all the stuff we did with our friend Marcela back home, I couldn’t really tell if you would want to or not.” “No, it was totally cool. I just don’t want us to feel weird tomorrow is all.” Kasia answered. “That’s easy.” Belinda said. “Just don’t let it be weird. You don’t feel weird, do you Johnny?” “I feel fucking great.” I said. Kasia laughed and Belinda stood up. “Okay, so I’m going to go to bed then.” Kasia said. “But, I won’t be weird tomorrow, I promise.” She said over her shoulder as she headed down the hall. “Goodnight you guys.” Belinda and I went to my bedroom to lie down. I told her how much I enjoyed everything that had just happened. She wasn’t surprised. “I think she wants to fuck you.” Belinda said. “Really?” I asked, feigning surprise. “Come on Johnny, she said you have a pretty dick. Of course she wants to fuck you.” she said. “I don’t know if she’s into girls, but she was definitely checking you out.” “So, are you thinking about…” I knew what I wanted to say, but wasn’t sure if I should. Luckily, she finished for me. “Making a move on Kasia?” she asked, then answered. “Probably not. I mean, watching two people have sex is one thing. Having your roommate try and lez out with you is another.” She finished. “Plus, I don’t know… I haven’t done that kind of stuff with anybody besides Marcela.” “Yeah, Marcela was a lot of fun.” I said. “Not more fun than me though right?” she asked. “Of course not!” I shouted, acting offended at the very thought. We laughed and kissed each other goodnight. It wasn’t too long until Belinda was asl**p and I stared at the patterns on my ceiling in the darkness. I couldn’t stop thinking about Kasia. Now it was even worse than ever because Belinda told me that Kasia wanted to fuck me. I laid there thinking about Kasia rubbing her pussy while I fucked Belinda. I wanted to fuck Kasia. I had to get Belinda to involve her somehow. I started imagining what a threesome with them would be like. My cock began to throb under the sheets as I fantasized and soon I was hard again. Belinda was in a deep sl**p and I thought about going into the bathroom and masturbating. I decided against that idea because I didn’t want Belinda to wake up and catch me. She might think she hadn’t satisfied me or something weird like that, plus it would just be embarrassing. I listened to the silence in the apartment for a while. I had really worked myself up and decided to slip into the living room and rub one out. I got out of bed as quietly as possible and approached the door. I opened it a crack and peered out. The living room was dark and I didn’t hear a sound, so I opened the door a bit more and slipped out closing it behind me. I was heading toward the couch when I had a curious thought. It was something Kasia had said earlier. She had said “If I could, I’d be naked all the time.” My mind rolled over those words for a moment and it occurred to me that Kasia probably slept in the nude. I felt a sudden rush of adrenaline shoot through me as I thought the unthinkable. What if I went into Kasia’s room and jerked off in there? No. It was too dangerous and honestly too perverse. What if she caught me!?! It could ruin everything. I knew it was wrong. I knew it was stupid, and yet I couldn’t stop thinking about it. My eyes had adjusted to the darkness and I could see surprisingly well. Before I could work out any more logic, my feet were moving. I passed through the living room, past the kitchen, and into the hallway that led to the two bedrooms at the opposite end of the apartment. I passed the hallway bathroom and suddenly I was standing in front of Kasia’s door. I stood in the silence for a while until I could hear Kasia breathing softly. I registered it as the soft breathing that only comes from sl**p. I reached for the knob and slowly and silently twisted it. Much to my satisfaction, the door glided open silently. I peered in and saw Kasia lying on her side in bed, facing the wall. I let my eyes adjust some more and saw that the sheet was dr**ed across her body, just covering her butt, but her bare back was exposed to me. The bottom edge of the sheet was just high enough for me to be able to tell she wasn’t wearing any panties. I opened the door wider and stepped inside. I walked silently to the edge of her bed. My cock was still rock hard despite my nerves. I was anxious and excited. Scared and exhilarated. It was the strangest combination of sensations I had ever felt. I wrapped my fingers around my cock, gripped it tightly and began to push and pull the skin back and forth. Every nerve in my body was an exposed wire. I could feel the smallest shift in the air around me. Everything was intensified. I loosened my grip a little and quickened my pace still trying to remain silent. Was I a complete creep? I didn’t care. I was getting really into it by then and I wanted to see more skin. In a completely insane turn, I reached down and grabbed the corner of the sheet and pulled it up to expose her ass. I pulled it higher and folded it over to the other side of her. Now I could see her whole body in the faint blue light coming from the window. I stared at her ass as I jerked my cock. I was getting louder. I was being reckless. Then she moved. It was only a slight shift, but that was all I needed to snap back into reality. As quickly and quietly as I could, I rushed out of the room and slipped into the hallway bathroom. I closed the door behind me as quietly as I could and stood in the pitch darkness, listening. I heard more movement. I heard the sound of bedsprings creaking, followed by cloth moving, Then footsteps. Then the doorknob started to turn. There was nothing I could do. I was busted. Nowhere to run. Time to face the music. Kasia pushed the door open and flipped the light switch on. I was standing in front of the sink completely naked and was certain I was going to scare the living shit out of her. She’d scream and wake up Belinda and tomorrow, I’d be apartment hunting. Oddly, none of that happened. She looked in and saw me and didn’t seem surprised at all. She just looked puzzled. “Were you just in my room?” she asked. “No. I was just.. I just had to use the restroom, so…” It wasn’t until then that I noticed what she was wearing. She had on a tiny pair of pale purple panties. That was it. I had my hands crossed in front of my cock. “So you decided to use the hallway bathroom without getting dressed first?” she pried. “Well, I was…” I couldn’t think of anything. I was trying as hard as I could not to stare at her breasts. “Were you jacking off?” she asked, reaching toward my wrists like a little k** might’ve done if she thought you were hiding candy behind your back. “No, I just was-“ she pulled my hand away and saw my cock sticking out. It had lost some of its rigidness, but it was clear that it had been as hard as an oak very recently. “Let me see!” she shouted in a whisper. Strangely, she didn’t seem upset. She was actually smiling. “I’m pretty sure I didn’t leave my door open.” she said as she looked at my cock. “Were you jacking off in my room?” she asked. Before I could form some asinine lie, she cut me off by reaching under my hands and resting her fingertips on the side of my cock. Her touch sent a jolt of electricity up my spine. I instinctually pulled my hands away and she proceeded to wrap her fingers around me. “Here.” she said. She was staring into my eyes as she began to gently stroke my cock. “Is Belinda asl**p?” she asked. “Yeah.” I said as I finally let my eyes fully study her beautiful tits. She turned and, with her free hand, pulled the door closed behind her and locked it. “Did you take a shower after you fucked her?” she asked. “No.” “Good.” She said. This was when I began to learn about how an older woman with a bit of experience could show me some wonderful things. She pulled her hand away from my dick and opened her palm to her mouth. She then licked her palm and got it wet with her saliva. She returned her hand to my cock and stroked me up and down. Suddenly, all of Belinda’s fluids from before were brought back to life and her smell filled the air. Her hand slid effortlessly over my cock and I was shaking. “Do you feel that?” she asked. “Yes.” I groaned as she smiled at me. “Does it feel good?” “Oh my god.” was all I could mutter. Her smile broadened. “Are you gonna tell Belinda about this?” she asked. “Should I?” I honestly didn’t know the answer. I could just imagine that conversation: “Hey baby. Kasia caught me jacking off in her room while she was sl**ping, so as punishment, she finished the job.” That wouldn’t do. “No.” she said as she gently stroked me. “This can stay between us.” I couldn’t believe what was happening. I had wanted Kasia for so long. I had only cheated on Belinda once. It had been with Marcela and it didn’t even really feel like cheating because I had already fucked her with Belinda watching. This felt different. It felt dirty. There was nothing wrong with my relationship, but here I was getting jerked off by her college friend and our roommate. Kasia really knew what she was doing, because I stopped caring about all the dirty feelings pretty fast. All I could think about was how amazing her hand felt on me. I wanted to return the favor, so I reached my hand forward and began to slip it between her legs. She moved her hips back and pushed my hand away. “Not now. I get really loud.” she said. “Let’s just work on you for now.” That last sentence implied that there would be another encounter like this. I was immediately excited by the prospect. Then it occurred to me just how perfect the whole scenario was. Who better to have an affair with than a roommate? We were both alone in the apartment together all the time. There was no risk of having to find secret places to be together. It was perfect. By then Kasia was working my cock pretty fast. I felt a tingling in my stomach. I knew what was coming. “Oh god. I think you’re gonna make me cum.” I whispered. She grabbed my wrist and guided my hand to her breast. I immediately brought up my other hand and started squeezing them. I had wanted to feel them for so long and now I was. They felt fantastic. They were different from Belinda’s, though I’m not sure I could explain how. Anyway, I was squeezing her tits and she was staring at her hands as they slid up and down on my cock. She tightened her grip into a ring at the base and started to literally milk me. The sensation was incredible. She was smiling like a little girl as she pulled the cum out of me. It splashed in spurts on her thigh as I gripped the countertop and tried to quiet myself. Once she had drained me, she went right into business mode. She grabbed a handful of toilet paper and wiped the splashes of cum from her leg. She then tossed it into the toilet and then leaned her body against mine. Her nipples were pressed into my ribs and I felt her fingers gently massaging my balls. “What time does Belinda go to work tomorrow?” “Around two I think.” “Okay.” she said as she turned around and walked out the door. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” she whispered just before I heard her bedroom door click closed. “Unbelievable.” was all I could think. I was so excited. I was sure that life couldn’t get any better. I wiped off my cock and snuck back into bed. The next day, Belinda woke me up around noon. She was already dressed and had clearly been up for a while. We talked for a few minutes about nothing important. We kissed. Then she said “God, we were really d***k last night, huh? I hope Kasia doesn’t think we’re freaks.” I had an image of Kasia jacking me off in the bathroom flash through my mind. I remembered how she fingered herself while Belinda and I were putting on our little show. “Do you remember what she was doing to herself?” I asked. “I think we’ll be fine.” “Yeah. You’re right.” she said. “That was so hot. I love when we have someone watching us.” she said as she kissed me again. I got dressed and we went into the kitchen and started poking around to try and find something to eat. I was making some sandwiches when Belinda told me she was going to see if Kasia wanted one. She returned to the kitchen a minute or two later and told me to make three, so I did. I had just set the plates on the table when Kasia came out of the hallway in a white terry cloth robe. “Good morning.” she said cheerfully. “Good morning.” I replied as I shot her a quiet glance. We all sat down to eat. Belinda swallowed a bite and looked over at Kasia. “So, I just want to make sure everything’s cool about last night.” Kasia smiled over at her. “Yeah. We should totally do that again sometime.” I almost shot iced tea out of my nose. Belinda smiled at me. “Really?” The first threesome we had had fallen into my lap. I had no idea how I had gotten so lucky twice, but I was going to ride this train to the end of the line. “I’m in.” I said. “Okay.” Kasia said. “Tonight?” I almost felt guilty for having such good luck. I still didn’t know if Belinda would try and involve Kasia or not, but I certainly had high hopes. I was suddenly wishing I had a time machine so I could skip forward in time. There’s nothing worse or better than anticipation. We finished our lunch and Belinda got ready for work. At about 1:45, she left. I was lying on my bed watching something really stupid on TV when Kasia opened my door. I looked over at the clock. It was 2:10. She walked in still wearing the terry cloth robe. “Hey.” I said. “Hey.” she said back as she untied the belt of her robe and pulled it open. She hadn’t been k**ding the night before. She was completely nude underneath. The small strip of blond pubic hair between her legs immediately caught my eye. “Oh--” Was all I could get out as she dropped her robe to the floor and climbed onto the bed. She lay at the foot of the bed with her back facing the door and spread her legs. “--fuck.” She then slid her right hand across her breasts, then down her stomach, across her pubis and rested her palm on her blond landing strip. “So what do you want to do?” she asked. “Uh… Everything?” I answered. “Okay. Why don’t you take off your clothes?” She said very matter of factly. I was feeling playful, so I said “Why don’t you take off my clothes?” She pushed herself off of the bed and crawled on all fours up toward me. I sat up as she grabbed the bottom of my shirt and pulled it off of me. Then she straddled my lap and pushed her tits into my face. I opened my mouth and pushed my tongue against her nipple and I heard her let out a soft moan. She then pushed me back down onto the bed. I looked up at her as she walked (on her knees) up my body. When she got up to my chest, she swung her leg over me and turned around. She squatted down and aggressively pushed her pussy into my face. I bumped her asshole with my nose as I sucked and nibbled at her pussy lips. She moaned and was getting wetter and wetter. Her pussy had a sweet taste to it. I couldn’t believe my luck. I felt her hands rubbing up and down across my hardening cock through my shorts as I tongued her twat. She quickly popped the button and then went to work on the zipper. All of a sudden, I felt the cool air of the room on my growing cock as she pulled my shorts open. Then I felt the incredible sensation of her warm, wet mouth wrapping around my cock. I had always enjoyed blow jobs. At that point in my life I had only received them from two women. What Kasia was doing took the experience to a whole new level. Maybe it was her age and experience, or maybe she was just a natural. Either way, it was (and still is) the best blowjob I’ve ever had. “Does that feel good?” she asked. I answered by pushing my face hard into her and forcing my tongue into her pussy. “Ooh. Belinda told me you were good with your tongue.” “What else did she tell you?” I asked between licks. “That she likes it when you lick her ass.” She moaned onto my cock. I took her hint and moved my head up a little and gently flicked my tongue at her asshole. “Mmm. That feels good.” “What else did she tell you?” I asked her. “She told me that the horniest she’s ever been was when she was watching you fuck her best friend.” She moaned onto my cock. “Really?” I was shocked. I had no idea that Belinda liked to watch me and Marcela. That new knowledge made me even hornier. “Do you think she wants to watch you fuck me?” Kasia asked. “God, I hope so.” I replied. “I’d really like to watch you fuck her.” Kasia had sat up and was jerking my cock with both hands as she said. “Yeah? You want me to kiss her? You want to watch me suck on her tits? You want to watch me put my tongue in her pussy?” Hearing her talk dirty was driving me crazy. I loved dirty talk and with her accent, it was super hot! “Keep going. Keep talking.” I said. “You want to put your dick in me while I lick her pussy?” “Yes!” Kasia was driving me crazy at that point. I had no idea what I had in store though. Her legs were still on either side of my head and her pussy was in my face. She was still jerking my cock as she said “Do you want to stick your tongue in my pussy while Belinda sucks your dick?” I moaned “Fuck yes.” as I felt a warm pair of lips wrap around the tip of my cock. It felt so incredible. I buried my face in her pussy as I heard her ask me “Does that feel good?” I was so lost in it all that it took me a moment to realize that the lips I was feeling on my cock had never left. I was suddenly very confused. “What the fu-?” I immediately heard Kasia begin to laugh. Then the lips I felt pulled away from my throbbing boner and I heard the sound of Belinda’s laughter. Kasia climbed off of my face and sat next to me and I finally saw Belinda. She had apparently snuck in while Kasia was sitting on my face. She was still dressed for work, but she was laughing so hard that her face was turning red. I was still completely confused. “Ha ha! Oh my god, you should see your face!” she howled. “What the hell?” I asked, completely puzzled. I looked over to Kasia and she was smiling at me. Belinda finally caught her breath and said “I woke up really early, so I went to get some water and Kasia was already up too. We talked about last night and put this whole thing together. Haha! I called in sick at, like nine this morning! By the way, you are totally busted!” she laughed. “So you knew that she… You planned this whole thing?” I asked. “Uh-huh.” She smiled. “I saw the way you were looking at her last night. I could tell you wanted her, so this morning I asked her if she wanted you too. It was actually her idea to sit on your face while I snuck in!” I was shocked. “So, you’re totally okay with this?” I asked. “You should’ve just made a move on Kasia last night.” She said. “I’m not too crazy about the idea of you doing this behind my back though. Next time, just do it right in front of me. I get totally hot when you take control like that.” She smiled. Kasia lay by my side and rubbed my stomach before lazily wrapping her fingers around my cock again. “So, now you know.” Belinda smiled and began to unbutton her shirt. Kasia began stroking me and I was immediately hard again. I watched Belinda amazed as she let her button up fall off of her shoulders. She then slipped out of her skirt. She was wearing a matching black bra and thong. She climbed onto the bed and crouched over me, hanging her head down and Kasia fed my cock to her. As Belinda sucked me, Kasia began to finger herself. I couldn’t believe how free -spirited Belinda had become about all of this. With each stroke, I could feel her tongue slide up the underside of my cock. She was looking at Kasia’s busy fingers as she sucked me. She pulled away from my cock and smiled at Kasia. “Now let’s have some fun.” She said. She then climbed up to my other side and pulled Kasia up by the shoulders. She then guided Kasia down my body and pulled her leg across my hips. “I want to watch you two fuck.” She said. I suddenly got the feeling that this was not a new experience for Kasia. She reached between her legs and found my cock with her fingers and gently guided me into her wet pussy. I slid into her effortlessly and I heard Belinda moan her approval. “That’s so hot Johnny. I love watching your cock slide into a wet pussy.” She was on her knees on my right side and sat smiling as she watched Kasia ride me. “Yeah baby.” Kasia’s pussy felt incredible. She was moving her body in a serpentine fashion and each movement felt tailor made to suit my pleasure. I watched the lust grow in Belinda’s eyes as she viewed the scene unfolding in front of her. Slowly and carefully, she raised her hand to Kasia’s breast. She lightly d**g her fingertips softly across Kasia’s erect nipple. I would find out later that Belinda and Kasia had never fooled around before that day, though I wouldn’t have been surprised if they had. It seemed to me that it was something they both had wanted for some time. Anyway, Kasia showed no signs of reluctance at Belinda’s touch. She just moaned softly as she bounced up and down on my cock. Belinda looked down at me and smiled as she made little circles around Kasia’s nipple with her fingertip. I reached up and squeezed Belinda’s breast. That was what finally sent Belinda over the edge. She wasn’t sure how Kasia would react, but she leaned forward and pulled Kasia’s nipple into her mouth. Things were heating up now and I was thanking my lucky stars for giving me yet another amazing experience. I thought about what Belinda had said earlier about taking charge. It was a piece of advice that would change the rest of my life. By that point, Belinda was giving Kasia’s breasts a good tongue bath and I watched as Kasia raised her hands and grab hold of Belinda’s head. She pulled her up to her lips and they shared a heated tongue kiss. Kasia’s hands slid down Belinda’s neck and onto her shoulders. She slipped her fingers under Belinda’s bra straps and pulled them off of her shoulders and down her sides. The bra rolled down Belinda’s stomach freeing her small perky breasts. Then she placed her hands over Belinda’s breasts and softly squeezed them. They were still kissing and Belinda slid her thumbs into the waistband of her thong and pulled it over the curve of her big beautiful Latina ass. I placed my hand behind her and searched with my fingertips until I found her wet mound. I gently rubbed her pussy as she leaned forward and put her head on my stomach. She watched my cock slide in and out of Kasia and moaned as I slipped my finger inside of her. Kasia looked down at Belinda and smiled at her before rising up off my staff and then positioning herself behind it. She pushed it forward with her pelvis and Belinda took it into her mouth and sucked Kasia’s juices off of it. She left it glistening with spit before guiding it back into Kasia’s waiting pussy. “That’s so fucking hot.” She said. She then sat up and pulled her panties all the way off. Then she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. Now we were all three naked. Belinda then straddled my stomach, facing Kasia. She then leaned back and laid down on my stomach and spread her legs around Kasia. Kasia took the hint and pulled me out of her again and pushed my cock forward and into Belinda’s pussy. Belinda moaned with pleasure as I filled her up with cock. She took a few thrusts and then gave my cock back to Kasia. I wrapped my arms around Belinda and placed my hands on her breasts. I pinched her nipples between my fingers and thumbs and pulled them upward. Then I watched in awe as Kasia reached down and gently began rubbing Belinda’s pussy. As she fingered Belinda, she started bouncing up and down on my cock faster and pushing her pelvis harder and harder into mine. She was bringing herself to climax. Belinda’s body was writhing on top of me as Kasia fingered her and I tugged on her nipples. Then I found out what Kasia meant the previous night in the bathroom when she warned me that she gets loud. Kasia began to moan louder and louder as she ground into me. Before long, she was shrieking and bellowing so loud it almost hurt my ears. I felt her body freeze up as the muscles insider of her clenched around my cock. She began shaking and quivering as she reached climax. As her muscles tensed around my cock, I began to feel my own orgasm sneaking up on me. I let go of Belinda’s nipples and grabbed Kasia by the hips. She moaned even louder as I furiously pounded her swollen pussy, desperately pursuing my own moment of bliss. I could feel Belinda’s entire body bouncing up and down as I furiously pounded at Kasia’s pussy. I was almost there. When I couldn’t take it anymore, I pulled her off of me and reached down between Belinda’s legs and jerked my cock fast and hard until I felt the hot pulse of cum jet from the tip of my cock up and onto Belinda’s belly. Belinda was moaning and fingering herself as I shot another load up onto her wrist. “Oh fuck yeah Johnny! Fuck yeah!” I emptied my nuts onto her fingers and pussy as she brought on her own orgasm. She quivered as Kasia leaned forward and drew a breast into her mouth. “Oh, GOD! Suck my fuckin titties! Suck my fuckin titties!” she moaned as she convulsed. We all lay there panting and sweating on my bed in the middle of the afternoon. It had been an amazing turn of events. We laughed and sighed. There was no urgency to move or speak. We were recovering. After a while, we all went into the living room and watched a movie. When it ended we all had sex together again. Belinda told us that she didn’t mind if we fucked when she wasn’t there. She only required that we always be honest about it and that we always save enough energy for her. There were even a couple of times that I would come home and find the two of them going at it. Fortunately, I was always invited to join in. The three of us lived together for about three more months after that first time and made it a regular thing. Then Belinda and Kasia graduated and Kasia moved to New York. A few months later Belinda and I split up. It was a peaceful break up and we are still close to this day. We just finally came to the realization that we had fallen in love at a very young age and had simply grown into two people heading in different directions. What I learned from Belinda would change me forever. To take charge. Take control. I suppose that when you have sexual experiences that are that intense at such a young age, you tend to seek it out for the rest of your life. I imagine a lot of readers of this site will call ‘bullshit’ on me. I don’t mind. I’m not writing this for them. It’s true that the first handful of experiences involving more than one woman for me were just blind stupid luck. The rest, however would be carefully orchestrated. This is not to say that there weren’t a great number of times that I tried and failed, but that’s not what you’re here to read, is it? Sure I’ve failed, but I have also succeeded. The next several stories I plan to share will show you exactly what I mean. Up Next: Seven Months With Marie- Part One

A Modern Kajira, Part 3: The Collaring SeXStoRY

Christina was carried into a more closed space, undoubtedly a corridor, which had some sort of carpeting that muffled her captor’s steps. Master George stopped and rummaged around in his pocket, then withdrew his hand. Presently she heard a key turn heavily and reluctantly in a lock, and another massive door swung open. This room seemed to be more dimly lighted than the rest of the house, and the light did not come from directly overhead, but in a consistent glow from all sides. It was more heavily air-conditioned than the other rooms, to the point that Christine’s nipples hardened, even under the blanket. The man’s steps rang on the floor, again most likely tile, and the echoes told her that this room also was large. The smell of the room was strange and wonderful, a combination of jasmine, patchouli, pine and sandalwood with a faint hint of something burnt. She felt as though she had indeed been transported to another planet. Her admiration was quickly brought to a halt when she was thrown rudely to the floor, landing partially on her left shoulder and partially on the back of her head. Against her will, she cried out in pain against her gag. Now she knew why they had kept her swaddled in the blanket! Without the thick wool, she would almost certainly have sustained brain damage if she hit the ground head-first. Even with the cushioning of the blanket, she knew she would have a goose-egg. Master George laughed heartily. “You should be thankful that we provided you with a blanket, girl. Your Master and I are kind to our slaves compared to some Masters, who take to precautions at all, and take joy in unnecessarily injuring their slaves. But now you need no blanket, especially since you will soon be naked; and as you know, cold does the most wonderful things to a girl’s nipples.” The blanket was ripped away, but the hood remained. She was jerked upright by the rope around her neck that kept the hood in place. Apparently, her captors had left a short, looped length of rope for this purpose. “On your knees, girl! Since your knees and hands are tied, you may kneel as a free woman, with legs closed and hands crossed in front of you. Do not think this makes you more dignified than what you will be, a piece of female meat whose purpose is to look pretty, suck every rod that is offered, and provide an open heat for your Master to fuck!” He released the loop, and she fell to the floor on her ass. Anxious to prove her worth, Christina levered herself onto her knees and sank back on her numb heels, her body aching from the long car ride and inactivity. Head up, but her eyes lowered under the hood, she knelt before her Master’s friend in utter submission. The thrill of her soon-to-be-formalized slavery caused her pussy to become moist and a throbbing sensation to begin in her clitoris and around the vaginal opening. Master George laughed as though he had read her mind. “I bet this makes your dirty little slave heat nice and wet, doesn’t it, girl? You’re a born slave, aren’t you?” “Mmm, Muh-uh Grrrrg. Dgggaa bnnn lllvvv.” Master George broke once again into laughter, then his footsteps retreated and Christina was alone in the cold Hall. Her knees ached, but she was determined not to move. She would show them what a perfect slave she was, and prove herself worthy to forever serve her Master as love slave. George shut the door behind him and turned to face Nathan, who had been waiting silently outside the half-open door during his and Christina’s exchange. “I think you picked a good one, Nathan. She never resists, never hesitates, and is perfectly silent unless she is spoken to or apologizing. Her only flaw is a slight selfishness in her seeking of pleasure, caused by an excess of lust.” “Hmm, we shall see. After all, she hasn’t even begun her servitude. Once the novelty wears off, she might relapse into the behavior of a free modern woman. Also, remember that an excess of lust can cause brashness and willfulness. Need and desire are good in a kajira, but they must be dependent on her Master and how well he has been served.” “Of course. Nevertheless, I still hope that you may finally find a kajira with whom you are as satisfied as I am with my noma.” Nathan smiled shrewdly. “Is this sentiment simply out of the goodness of your heart, or do you simply not wish to waste your nights driving back and forth to the city, risking arrest, to capture girls who will probably renege on their contracts in the end anyhow?” George’s chiseled, ink-dark face creased in a Colgate-white smile. “A bit of both, I’m afraid.” A loud knock was heard at the front door. noma, the tiny Japanese kajira who had previously answered the door, ran to open it. She bowed to the stunning couple who waited on the other side. “This girl wishes you well, Master and Mistress.” The man, Roger, was a short, compact Asian man of stern, clean-cut appearance. His face looked as though it were carved of honey-colored wood, noble and grim. Despite his stature, it was clear that this man was utterly in command. His hair was cut military-style, his arms and chest in their pressed white shirt were corded with muscle, and an elaborate tattoo of a fearsome feline in green ink ran from his right shirt cuff down the middle of his right hand, on the middle finger of which he wore a large, angular gold ring set with a hexagonal bl**dstone. His tie was a matching deep green with thin gold stripes, complementing his olive complexion. Like Nathan and George, he wore carefully-groomed stubble on his chin that augmented his high, proud cheekbones and firm jaw, and like theirs his black trousers were of a straight cut and sufficiently tight to highlight his lean thighs and the bulge of what would be a formidable cock for a man of his size. His companion Michelle was of an entirely opposite sort of beauty. At an impressive female height of 5 feet 9 or so, she was two or so inches taller than her husband. Her figure was willowy, with small breasts and slim hips, almost boyish in appearance. Immense, elaborate red-gold braids decorated with many beaded pins, which if loosed would have reached past her hips, spilled out from under her broad-brimmed velvet hat of forest-green. Most of her face was not visible under the thick gauze veil that hung from the brim, but the lower portion of her face showed that she had very pale skin and thin, cruel lips painted in a dark-red shade which spoke of sophistication, just like her extremely long and pointed nails with their French manicure. These nails and the first joint of her fingers were all that was visible of her delicate hands, the rest being covered in green suede gloves that matched her hat. Her dark-green linen dress was of an interesting style style, rigid and perfectly straight, with the hem of the cylindrical skirt hitting mid-calf on her slender legs in their opaque black nylons. About the high mandarin collar of the dress she wore a necklace of magnificent bl**dstones, and her stiletto-heeled green velvet designer pumps looked wicked indeed. And she was armed; gracefully but terribly with a tiny knife clipped to the cuff of her dress so that the point faced outward. The chevron-shaped gold ring on her right index finger also was sharpened, although the intricately carven wedding band about her left ring finger was smooth and ethereal in appearance. This, then, was a Free Woman: Cold, terrifying, and beautiful in the asexual way that showed the world that her body was not meant to sexually please with natural assets, but to prove her nobility by virtue of the artificial assets of money and clothing. Behind Roger and almost unnoticed in the glow of her masters stood the bent figure of a chained, naked and collared kajira. Her face was lowered due to the fact that her long ponytail was gripped tightly in her master’s left fist, but her nakedness displayed her ample assets unequivocally. Her skin was brown and her straight hair black, like an Indian woman, but this woman was much more voluptuous in figure than a Bollywood starlet. Her breasts were massive yet perky balloons of flesh with gigantic black nipples, probably close to an E-cup on her 5-foot-4 frame. Her waist, however, was very slender for a woman of her build, and her belly was nearly as flat as her that of her Mistress. Her hips and buttocks, almost as massive as her breasts, nevertheless showed no cellulite, and her arms and legs were stocky and muscular with what must be frequent workouts. Both of her nipples, as well as her ears and unusually low-hanging pussy lips, were pierced with heavy silver rings, and a stream of her Master’s cum ran down the inside of her thigh. Her back was striped with scar-tissue from the whip. Clearly, this girl was used often and brutally like the pierced-ear girl that she was. The last member of the party was an extremely short, thin ginger man, about 5 feet 4 in height, clad in a dark-green loincloth. He also wore the collar of a slave, but unlike the kajira was not leashed to one of his masters. However, the shackles on his feet and the bracelets that chained his hands in front of him were much thicker and heavier than those of the kajira, and around his neck he carried a heavy black leather purse. His shoulders were extremely narrow, and his chest was as underdeveloped as that of a young boy. His face was of angelic and androgynous beauty, pale as snow with a few freckles about his clean-shaven cheeks. If it weren’t for his short hair and the sparse ginger hairs on his chest, he could have been mistaken for a prepubescent girl. There was an anxious, timid look in his bright-blue eyes, which darted around nervously in his bowed head, and the bulge in his loincloth was very small, even for his size. This obviously was Michelle’s kajirus. “Take us to your Master, girl.” Roger’s voice was a rich baritone with an upper-class British accent; the voice of a manor lord. This was a voice that would be obeyed instantly and with humble reverence. The kajira bowed again, then pattered away through the foyer with the f****y following. Nathan and George were waiting for them in the parlor. noma the kajira immediately performed obeisance at the feet of her Master, who motioned her to stand, and with a snap of his fingers pointed down the corridor toward the Hall. noma obeyed instantly, and disappeared into the darkness like a wraith. George stepped forward to clasp Roger’s forearm in a gesture like that of the ancient Romans. “Tal, Roger.” “Tal, George.” Turning to the Master of the Home, Roger grasped Nathan’s arm in the same gesture. “I must say we’re all very excited to see your new slave collared, aren’t we, Michelle?” Michelle gave a regal nod. “Of course, my lord husband.” She turned to her kajirus. “Boy, fetch me the tortoiseshell comb.” The kajirus undid the zipper of the purse with his large white teeth and carefully extracted a tortoiseshell comb with his hands. He then knelt before his mistress, upright on his knees with legs together rather than in the far more degrading “nadu” position used by kajirae, and offered the comb to his Mistress. The honorable Lady took the comb with a sneer, being sure not to dirty her noble hands by touching those of her slave, and inserted the comb into her hair, arranging it between the pins to create a style that resembled a peacock’s tail. The kajirus then zipped the bag with his teeth and lowered his head. “You may stand,” said the Lady carelessly. The slave stood and backed away a few steps, his head down. Nathan turned to George and Roger. “May I offer you wine while we wait? Roger, I’m afraid that your bina will have to serve us, as my slave is not yet ready and George has volunteered his Noma to prepare the girl.” “That is no trouble at all. bina! Wine!” Roger released bina’s hair, and she stood as a slave before him, waiting for him to unchain her hands. He did so, and she did a brief obeisance, which was broken almost immediately when Roger motioned for her to stand. bina stood and hurried out of the room toward the kitchen. While the Master and his guests were conversing, Christina remained kneeling on the floor of the Hall. It was terribly cold, and her knees ached. Nevertheless, she knelt painfully and tried to remember the correct spelling of all of the lyrics to Rammstein’s “Klavier”, hoping that a difficult and repetitive mental exercise would take her mind off the discomfort. Suddenly, the door of the hall opened. She heard the sound of small, bare feet walking swiftly and with short, stiff steps. Presently, small bare fingers fumbled with her bonds, and the hood was pulled off of her head. The neck-rope, of course, remained. Blinking, Christina looked up into the face of a little Asian kajira. The girl was tiny, perhaps 4 feet 11 and ninety pounds, her bare breasts small and cone-shaped. Her long black hair was pulled into a high, tight ponytail with a talender at the base that pulled the skin of her painted-on brows and forehead taut. Her face was made up like a geisha, except for the fact that the base foundation was only slightly paler than her pale-gold skin rather than the traditional white. She was naked except for a Turian collar in a gold sleeve, and waxed perfectly smooth. She removed Christina’s gag. “I am noma,” she said in a beautiful, flute-like soprano with a hint of a Japanese accent. “Stand, please, so I may remove your foot and knee bonds.” Christina stood. “No, that’s all right. I’ll remove them myself.” noma smiled and raised her eyebrows. “Oh, so brave and self-sufficient! Well, go on. When you are unbound, follow me so that I may lead you to your preparation. You are so very dirty and disheveled, and you must look the best for your collaring.” Christina removed her bonds and followed noma. “So, you’re Master George’s girl?” noma nodded, but kept walking. This girl truly knew the meaning of proper haste. “Oh, yes. And what a wonderful Master he is!” “Is he harsh?” “Certainly, but that is his responsibility. Besides, it is all worth it to see the satisfaction in his eyes when I please him. He cares for me as only a true Master can, and in the love furs his big cock stretches me so wide that I come again and again. I even adore the beatings, because I know that he only punishes me because he cares.” Christina sighed wistfully. “That is how I want it to be with my Master. I just hope that I can please him. He has had so many girls, and none of them could satisfy him.” “Oh, Master Nathan is the hardest Master there is. But I think that deep down he only wants to find a slave who is worthy of him, and whom he might finally come to love.” noma turned right at the end of the corridor and opened a thick rosewood door. “In here, please!” Christina followed obediently. The room appeared to be a grand bathroom, decorated in dark red, silver and white. There was a pure white marble tub with a shower head that had five settings, from a light mist to a fearsome jet. An ebony-and-rosewood cabinet held nearly fifty varieties of shampoos, soaps, and hair and body products. The floor was of white marble tiles with silvery veins running through the stone. “Take off your gown, then into the tub,” said noma. Christina got into the tub and stood under the shower head. noma cranked up the water to a jet, then turned it to a temperature that was nearly enough to blister skin. Christina bit her lips to keep from screaming as the scalding jet hit her skin. noma handed her a bottle of scented liquid soap. “Rub this on every surface of your body except your face.” Christina obeyed, still clenching her teeth in agony. noma gave her a loofah sponge with which to scrub her skin, and Christina scrubbed and exfoliated until her skin shone pink and clean. “Don’t forget your slave heat,” noma reminded her. When her body below the neck was sparkling clean and smelled of cherry blossom, noma handed her a soft cloth and a bottle of expensive facial soap. “Be careful with the facial skin. We don’t want your pretty face to be all scratched and rashy.” Christina obediently washed with a gentle, circular motion until her face was smooth and clean. “Shampoo,” said noma, handing her a bottle of cherry-scented shampoo and another, identical bottle of conditioner. Christina washed her greasy hair until it squeaked, then smoothed the conditioner into the dry ends of her hair. noma turned off the water. After the scalding water, the cool air was a mercy on her skin. “Now lie back and spread your legs so that I can apply the wax.” Christina lay back and closed her eyes, waiting fearfully for the pain. She felt a layer of hot wax being applied to her pussy and her anus. Once it had cooled, noma grabbed the sticky coating, and with a swift, professional yank she tore off every bit of hair on Christina’s nether regions. Christina bit her tongue so hard that it bled in order to keep herself from screaming. A muffled whimper came from her throat, and she saw spots. Fortunately, it was almost over. When Christina had recovered, noma pressed a bottle of Nair into her hands. “You are a brave girl. All of the others cried when I removed the heat-hair. Now slather a thick, thick layer of this onto all of your skin except the face and slave heat.” Shaking, Christina obeyed, then sank back against the tub to wait the five minutes that it took for the acrid solution to work. In her dazed state, the five minutes passed like one. “Wake up, friend,” said noma in a teasing voice. “We need to wash you off.” Christina stood, and noma turned on the water. At first, the jet was as hot as before, but once Christina had washed off the Nair, noma cranked the temperature to a setting that was as cold as the previous setting was hot, prompting a faint squeak from Christina. “Now step out and dry yourself,” said noma kindly, “It’s almost over.” Christina dried her firm, slender body, then without prompting sat down in the chair that was used for drying hair. noma turned the hairdryer on full blast, giving maximum volume to Christina’s fine hair. Once it was dry, noma skillfully braided her friend’s hair into a French braid. Christina’s hair was barely shoulder-length, so there was no need to pin it into the four-pinned Gorean coif. Instead, noma simply pinned it under with one pin. She then applied a light coat of silver shimmer to Christina’s cheeks, then maroon lip stain and shimmery lipgloss, purple-grey shimmery eyeshadow, and maroon nail-polish with tiny silver sparkles. She handed Christina a bottle of cherry-blossom perfume and instructed her to apply it behind her ears, in her cleavage, on the inside of her wrists, and on the outer edges of her pussy lips. As a finishing touch, she fixed a red satin flower with silver borders into Christina’s hair. “You will look so beautiful for your Master!” said noma in admiration. “I really hope that you satisfy Master Nathan.” “So do I,” smiled Christina, “I’ve always dreamed of a Master as handsome and powerful as he.” noma smiled. “Well, then, no sense waiting!” She handed Christina a dark-red, sleeveless tunic that barely covered Christina’s pussy and was open in back like a hospital gown, but paradoxically had a deep hood that covered all of her hair except her straight, dark bangs. Christina walked over to the full-length mirror near the doorway and gasped at her reflection. The woman in the mirror was so astoundingly beautiful that she could hardly have dreamed that it was her. Her full lips were pert and sensual, her dark eyes huge and radiant, her cheeks, slender muscular arms, and lithe, perfect thighs a glowing olive-peach color, her brows dark and exotically slanted. She turned around and inspected her ass. The poor diet that she had lived on for three days had caused her to lose just enough weight, perhaps two pounds, to make an already perfect figure absolutely divine. “I must be collared now,” she whispered, “My Master must see me as I am now: Perfect!” noma laughed. “Then let’s go, friend!” She produced two lengths of dark-red velvet rope, one thick and one thin. Christina, familiar with the Collaring Ceremony, lifted her head and crossed her wrists behind her back as noma bound her wrists together with the thin cord and tied the thick cord around her neck in the shape of a leash. Neither of the bonds were very tight, of course; they didn’t need to be. Christina was a willing slave. noma led the way down the corridor to the Hall, walking even more rapidly than usual, but Christina didn’t mind the pace. If she hadn’t been tethered, she would have sprinted to the Hall at full tilt! The door to the Hall was open, and noma gestured for Christina to enter the doorway as a slave, standing with her back against the doorjamb until given permission to enter. The two stood like twins, one against each doorjamb, waiting for their Masters’ call. noma still held Christina’s tether in her hands, more of a formality than anything. “Come!” said the commanding bass that Christina recognized as that of her Master. noma led Christina humbly into the room and performed obeisance before Master George, who stood beside Master Nathan as his best man, until she was given permission to rise. Although noma’s obeisance pulled Christina’s head down at an awkward angle, she did not herself perform obeisance. She was not yet officially a slave, and she did not want to appear presumptuous. Once noma had been given permission to rise, Master Nathan stepped forward. “Remove her bonds and tether,” he instructed noma. noma removed Christina’s bonds and stepped back, waiting for her next order. Master Nathan reached out and briefly ran his finger over Christina’s cheek, then pushed back the hood of the gown and quickly removed the pin that kept her braid folded. He then unbraided her hair and ran his fingers through it, fluffing the temporary curls formed in her usually pin-straight hair by the tight braiding. “Remove her robe,” he ordered. noma undid the garment, causing it to fall forward off of her shoulders. Naked, Christina stood before her Master. She was a short, slender, olive-skinned woman with well-defined muscles. Her ass was high and perky, her ribcage narrow but deep, giving her an hourglass appearance from the side as well as from the front. Her breasts were large for her size, approximately a 32 or 34C, and well-rounded. Her nipples were a very pale pink that almost blended into her skin, and although they were erect from the cold air and sexual excitement, it was obvious that they were naturally puffy. Her dark hair was cut bluntly and fell just below her shoulders, with a U-shaped fringe in front that tapered over her ears to a square-cut back. “Submit,” ordered Master Nathan in a proud, regal voice. Unable to repress a smile, which she quickly hid by lowering her head, Christina sank to her knees, back on her heels with her legs spread widely, and stretched out her wrists for binding. Her pussy was open and throbbing, and both Master George and Master Nathan could see the moisture that dripped from it. Master George smiled faintly, but Master Nathan made certain to keep his face blank, even though he too wanted to smile. He could not show weakness before a slave, even one so lovely and willing as she. Christina spoke proudly, but with a tremor in her voice. This was the last time that she would speak in this tone. “I, Christina Bidarte of Detroit, Michigan in the United States of America, to Nathan Hess, Ubar of Byrnwood, hereby submit myself as a slave girl. To His hands I commit my life and my name, declaring myself His to do with as He pleases. George held out a stainless-steel Turian collar, which Nathan took. “Read the words on this collar.” Christina read the bold-fonted words in the humble voice of a kajira. “i am the property of Nathan Hess, Ubar of Byrnwood.” “Do you understand your status as my property?” said Nathan sternly. Christina could not keep an edge of happiness out of her voice. “This girl understands, Master.” Nathan took the collar and put it about Christina’s neck, which she had obediently exposed. The click of the sliding lock about her neck sent a chill of pleasure through her body, and she shuddered involuntarily. “Good. Now what is your name?” Christina looked up shyly at her Master, being sure nonetheless to keep her head down. “This girl’s name is whatever Master pleases.” “Then I shall call you “kata”, he said firmly. “This girl is kata,” said kata in an adoring voice. George and Robert whistled and clapped their hands against their left shoulder, and Michelle lightly tapped her right hand against the back of the left so as not to bring her noble hands too close to her breasts. bina and the kajirus, Tok, smiled nervously. noma, however, smiled in true happiness. kata knew what came next, but she did not fear it. The temporary pain of branding was nothing compared to the lifelong pleasure of kneeling before the man, the Master, she loved. “Stand with your head bent,” commanded Nathan. kata stood, head bent down so that her nape and hair were exposed. Her Master grasped her hair firmly in his hand and led her to a folding-chair in the center of the room. Without prompting, kata sat with her legs apart, near the legs of the chair, and with her hands clasped behind the back of the chair. Nathan could not help but raise his eyebrows. He had never seen such obedience! Producing two three coils of nylon rope, he quickly bound her to the chair. “George, would you please bring me the soldering gun and stencil?” George drew a soldering gun and a stencil in the shape of a kef sign from his pocket. kata closed her eyes, desperately trying not to betray her fear. She felt the stencil being pressed against her outer left thigh, and then the pain came. She did not even have breath to scream. Her mouth opened in a silent cry, then closed as she sagged, unconscious, against the chair. She awakened to the sensation of something cold and sticky being smeared on her burning leg, soothing the blinding pain. She looked down to see noma smoothing some analgesic/antibiotic gel on her leg. noma looked up at her in compassion. “It’s okay,” she whispered. “Master Nathan has never had a severe branding infection in his slaves.” kata nodded, relaxing her jaw and breathing deeply. Exhausted, she lowered her head and closed her eyes. But this state did not last long. Someone was untying her legs, and she looked down to see her Master. A blissful smile appeared on her face. He cared enough to untie His slave Himself! Soon, he had also untied her arms. Her leg no longer burned, but was numb and cold around the area of the burn. And then it was time. Master scooped her up into His strong arms as though she weighed nothing and bore her out of the Hall. This overt display of masculine power made her pussy become wet again, and she shuddered with pleasure. She did not bother to look where they were going; she had eyes only for her Master. Besides, she KNEW where they were going. It was time to carry her over the threshold.