Toxin Handler

He lay in the dark, waiting patiently. He knew she would come to him; it was an unspoken agreement between them. They had played out the fantasy many times before, and then she had casually mentioned she was going to be in his city tonight.
The moon was full, and cast a silvery glow through the window, and across the crisp white sheet that lay over his hard young body.
As he waited patiently, he gently stroked his fingers over his hard cock. Tingling with anticipation. He heard footsteps outside his door. It was unlocked. He heard a gentle tap, and then the door was opened.
He could see her silhouette as she moved towards the bed. Her aroma reached his nostrils, musky and warm, and he grew even harder.
She removed her long coat and laid it over the back of the chair, and then he felt the bed dip as she sat beside where he lay.
“Are you naked, as I instructed?” Her voice was quiet but stern.
“Yes Mistress.” He replied meekly.
“Good.” He heard her reach into a bag and the clink of metal, as she retrieved some handcuffs. “Get on your knees.”
He did as he was told and knelt facing the head of his bed, as she fastened his wrists to the bedposts with the cuffs. Then she attached some kind of metal bar between his ankles, which spread his legs wide and left him vulnerable to her.
The sheet had fallen off him as he had got to his knees, now the cool night air touched his body making his nipples even harder.
She was holding a riding crop, and she began to stroke the end of it over his body. Occasionally giving him a light whack on his rump.
Then she noticed his erection pointing into his stomach.
“Did you start without me?”
“No, Mistress.” He felt a sharp sting and she brought the crop down harder on his rump. He gasped.
“Are you quite sure, you haven’t been touching yourself?”
He was shamefaced, and he wondered if she could see his expression in the moonlight.
“I couldn’t help myself Mistress.” He whispered.
“Then you must be punished.” She said, as she once more reached into her bag, and retrieved something.
He winced as she attached nipple clamps to both his nipples. A thin silver chain attached them. Taking hold of the chain, she pulled, first gently then harder, until she heard him whimper.
“I’m sorry”
WHACK the riding crop once more stung his rump.
“Silence.”
“But Mistr…”
“I said silence!” She leaned her face close to his, her breath hot against his skin. He watched her lips move as she spoke, her lipstick deep, dark red, like blood.
“I see you have a lot to learn from me, young man.”
To ensure his silence, she got out a gag and tied it tightly round his mouth. It felt uncomfortably tight and he wanted to protest, but he knew, by now, that she meant business. Then suddenly he felt a hood being pulled over his head. Now he could see nothing. Although the room had been dark, he had been able to see her in the moonlight. Now it was pitch black, and he could only hear her as she moved about the room.
He flinched as she brought the crop down on his rump once again. He could hear her slowly circle the bed, the sound of her high heels softened by the carpet. Without his sight, he didn’t know when or where to expect the next stroke of the crop.
She seemed to enjoy leaving long gaps, then whack, she hit him again, and it wasn’t a gentle tap, he was sure it was leaving marks on his skin.
His breathing became heavy, partially through fear, and partially from desire, the material of the hood was pulled against his nostrils as he sucked air into his lungs. It was getting uncomfortably warm under the hood. He could feel the sweat begin to trickle down his forehead and sting his eyes.
He was unbearably excited, his manhood throbbed hard against his stomach, and the reality of the situation was so much more exciting than anything in his fantasies. His fear was real; she had not spoken one friendly word to him since she arrived. They had never really discussed just how far the fantasy would go, how much punishment he could take.
His backside was stinging, as were his back and shoulders; his nipples were sore from her constant tugging on the chain between the nipple clamps.
He moaned around the gag in his mouth.
“Had enough?” She enquired.
He dare not answer, he could barely breath inside the hood now, and he was getting very uncomfortable.
“Shall I take off the hood?”
He nodded slowly. Did she mean it or was she taunting him? He felt the hood being pulled off of his head, and was relieved to feel cool air on his sweat soaked skin.
She undid the gag, and pulled it out of his mouth. Next she removed the cuffs from his wrists and ordered him to get on his back.
With the bar still between his ankles it was not easy, but he sat with his legs outstretched and his back leaning against the headboard.
She climbed up on the bed and stood one leg on either side of his thighs. Now he could get a good look at what she was wearing. She was wearing a black leather bustier, which pushed her large breasts up. It was cut low showing plenty of cleavage. A short leather skirt revealed the stockings beneath, and a brief glimpse of naked flesh at her thigh.
Then his eyes came to rest on the red high-heeled shoes, one of which had been raised to his mouth. He looked questioningly up at her.
“You may worship my feet.” She smiled down at him, as he began to lick her shoes. She leaned against the wall to hold her balance, as he kissed and licked her foot. He slipped off the shoe and continued to worship her, through the silky material of her stockings.
Placing her foot on the bed, she offered him the other shoe, and he gave it the same treatment he had given the first.
He couldn’t resist sliding his hand up her stocking clad leg, and he waited for her to punish him, but she did not. He felt the soft flesh of her thigh, and heard her gasp as his fingers touched her soft shaven lips.
Her knees buckled under her and she knelt either side of his thighs. He took a chance and looked directly into her face. Her eyes were half shut; she was biting her lip, as his long fingers delved between her moist lips. Sliding over her wet clit and making her squirm in pleasure.
With his free hand he unlaced the front of her bustier, and her breasts tumbled out before his eyes. They were incredible, her nipples were hard and tight and he buried his face in her breasts and began licking her nipples alternately.
Her juices were running down his arm as she cried out her pleasure. She roughly took hold of his head and brought her lips down hard on his full lips, mouths open tongues entangled, and they kissed deeply. He felt her hand close around his cock.
“Oh you are so hard…I need you inside me now…”
She raised herself higher on her knees, and moved her body over him. She looked deep into his eyes as she slowly lowered herself on to him. Impaling herself on his rigid manhood.
Once he was all the way inside her, she sat for a moment, her arms around him, her lips hungrily devouring his. Lost in her kisses it took a few moments before he realised that her pussy muscles were contracting along his cock, clenching and releasing him.
Slowly she began to move up and down, feeling his hardness slide in and out of her, he felt so hard and so deep inside her. They held eye contact as long as they could, breathing heavily, until they were swept away by their feelings. Gripping his shoulders she began to move faster on him, grinding down against him.
She couldn’t stay quiet, her moans got louder and louder.
“Oh God you feel so good, but I need more.” She got up and he protested as she did so. “Get on the floor.” She instructed.
He struggled with the bar between his feet so she removed it for him.
“Now take me from behind, over the bed, hard! Now!”
She was already kneeling beside the bed, her rump raised invitingly in front of him. He needed no second bidding, and he thrust himself once more inside her. He was so much deeper now, and he was in control. He set up a deep hard rhythm, holding onto her hips, her stocking tops caressing his thighs as he did so.
“Oh yes, harder… come on fuck me harder!” She begged.
He thrust into her as hard as he could, he knew he couldn’t last much longer, her moans got louder and her hands clutched at the sheets, and with a final “Oh God.” She came hard, as he spilled his seed inside her.
They crawled back onto the bed and lay in an exhausted heap, panting and gasping. When finally their breathing had returned to normal.
“Was it as you expected?” She asked him.
“Even better, Mistress.” He replied. “Thankyou.”

“Leave me alone you creep!”
That was the end of my conversation with the cute little receptionist with the big boobs. I had been after her for a while, but she always turned me down. So today in the company cafeteria after she turned me down again I started asking about her dating life, then her sex life. After she told me to leave her alone she and her two friends got up and left me all alone at the table. It seemed this was how my luck with all women was lately.
It wasn’t always this way. I had my fair share of girl friends over the years, even married once for a couple of years back in my 20’s. That turned ugly, as I thought she was sleeping with my best friend. I could never catch them, or prove it, but I knew. One night I got drunk, ran into my friend, started to harass him about sleeping with my wife, and we got into a fight. We beat each other up pretty good before the cops got there. We both spent the night in jail, to cool off, before they let us go. She left after that, went back to her hometown. She never hooked up with my friend. He was still a jerk.
So now I’m 34, I have a decent job as an office manager at a large company. Recently I put in for a new job, one with higher pay and a better title. I didn’t get it, as an attractive woman with big breasts got it. They said while our backgrounds are similar she had a better attitude. Really what I think happened is she flashed her baby blues at the male interviewers, showed some leg, showed her cleavage. How can I compete with that. Bitch.
I keep in shape by working out several times a week. I once thought of a gym as a possible place to meet women, but not at my gym. They all seem cold, they all keep their distance from me. Maybe I’ll join another gym where the girls are friendlier.
Anyway after lunch and my run in with the receptionist I was in a bad mood. One of my employees screwed up some numbers on a report and I let him have it right in the middle of the office. Since its nothing but a cubicle farm everyone knew I was bitching him out. Shortly after that my boss called me into her office, to talk about what just went on. She then laid into me about how that is not the way to handle these situations, not in front of everybody. Plus she said it wasn’t even a big mistake. Yeah right I said, it wasn’t your ass on the line if the numbers are wrong. She told me if this happens again that she will be forced to take disciplinary actions against me.
I couldn’t wait for the day to end. Finally I got out of there, went down to a local restaurant, ordered myself some beers, and had a steak dinner. The waitress was a cutie, probably mid 20’s. We made small talk whenever she came to my table, things seemed to be going well. I asked if she would go out with me, and she turned me down. When she came back to clean up the table I asked her again. And again she said no. When she brought the check over I asked her again, to which she said no. I asked her why, this time grabbing her hand as she laid the check on the table. She pulled her hand back.
“I have a boyfriend, and I love him very much. I don’t want to go out with you, now leave me alone.” She said quite loudly, so everyone in the restaurant could here. The place grew silent as she left my table. I pulled out my wallet and left enough money to cover the bill, plus a 50-cent tip. That girl was a bitch anyway. Good luck to her boyfriend I thought. When I stood up to leave I noticed people looking at me. I got out of there quickly.
I drove around awhile, not wanting to go back to my empty apartment. Finally I ended up at a mall. I parked my car in the parking garage and went in. I wandered around a bit with no specific goal in mind. At the electronics store I went in. Wandering around the store, looking at all the gadgets that will make life simpler, more organized, in short make you a better person. Stopping at the stereo’s I played with a couple before a sales lady approached me. She was an attractive brunette, with a petite body, wearing a short skirt and a white blouse. One where you could see her bra underneath it. Obviously she dressed for the male clients. I expressed an interest in a new stereo and that got her all excited. She started talking up a storm, asking me what music I like, what my place is like, all sorts of things so she had a good idea what the best stereo equipment for me was. When she showed me the speakers she said her and her husband had these at home and where very pleased with them. I had no idea she was married, she wasn’t wearing a ring after all. The bitch. I left shortly after that.
I made my way back to my car. I just sat in my car, watching the people come and go. Soon most of the people had gone, as it was near closing time. There were only a couple cars left in this section of the parking garage when I saw the sales lady from the electronics store come walking out. She approached a car not too far from mine. Suddenly something came over me. I got out and approached her from behind. When she got to her car she opened the back door and put her bags in. As she was about to close the door I placed my hand on her shoulder. She spun around.
“What are you doing?” she asked nervously. I pushed her into her car, I fell on top of her. She was pinned under me. She tried to hit me so I grabbed both her arms, pinned then over her head with one hand. She started screaming, so I smacked her across her face.
“You be quiet or I’ll hurt you bad.” She whimpered as I lifted myself off her, still pinning her arms down over her head.
“Let me get a good look at you.” I said. “Yes you are a sexy one.” I ripped open her blouse, exposing her whole upper torso.
“Just as I thought, very sexy.” I ran my fingers down the side of her face, down her neck to her bra. As I ran my fingers around each breast she began to struggle a bit. I slapped her face again.
“No more or you’ll get hurt.” She stopped moving. I pulled her bra off her tits, she had nice small nipples. I played with them. She had a scared look on her face, finally realizing how serious this whole situation was becoming.
“You have nice tits. Do you like when I play with them?” She just looked at me, her eyes filled with fear. I leaned down and licked both her tits. With my free hand I reached down and pulled her skirt up. I ripped her panties off, she tried to squeeze her legs together. I got one leg in-between hers, then the other. I freed my cock and pushed into her. She was quietly begging me not to, ‘Please don’t Please don’t” over and over again. But it was too late, I was fucking her. I was fucking her hard. I was cumming. I moaned.
“Don’t cum in me please don’t” she begged. I came. I came hard. I came in her.
“Oh baby that was great.” As I pulled out. I wiped my dirty cock off on her skirt before backing out of the car and letting her go. I pulled my pants back on, then pushed her legs into the car. She curled up in the fetal position, crying as I shut the door.
The next day at work I was taking a smoke break outside our building, when a couple ladies also came for a smoke break. They were talking about the girl who got raped the previous night. They where talking about the poor girl and how bad it must be for her. I said she was probably asking for it since she was probably dressed like a slut. They both gave me dirty looks and left.
Friday night I went out, down to the local dance club. There I met this young sexy thing. I bought her some drinks, we talked, even danced a couple of times. I went to the bathroom and when I came back she was talking with a couple of other guys. I tried to work my way back to her but she ignored me. So I left. Sitting in my car, thinking how she had used me, I was pissed. Then she came out. Alone. The parking lot was not well lit, and it was behind the club. I didn’t see anyone else around, so I got out of my car and followed her. When she got to her car I jumped her, forced her into the back seat. There I raped her. This time I didn’t try to sweet talk the bitch. It was just a brutal fucking. Then I came in her. I left her crying in the back seat of her car.
On Saturday night I went back to the restaurant I ate in earlier in the week. I sat at the same table. The same girl came to wait on me. When she recognized me she had some guy wait on me. When I was done I left him a 50-cent tip also. Then I went and sat in my car. A short while later the waitress came out. She was still wearing her uniform, a short black skirt, shear white blouse, and sneakers. She had a nice body, and an especially nice ass. I followed her to her car, when she opened it I forced into the back seat. This time she was face down. With one hand on the back of her head forcing it into the seat she couldn’t move. I pulled off her skirt and panties. She was wearing a thong, so I decided to keep them. I shoved them in my pocket before shoving myself into her. As I was fucking her I reached underneath and ripped open her blouse, then pulled off her bra. I fondled her tits while I fucked her. I came in her, and I came hard. Afterwards I cleaned myself on her skirt, then left her there in the back seat.
On Monday at work all the talk was on the ‘Back Seat Rapist’ as the papers had named me. Three girls in one week, all in the back seat of their own car. Yet still they didn’t have a good description of the rapist. Just a tall, dark haired white male, late 20’s to 40. Yeah the narrowed it right down. I didn’t get involved in those conversations, only to agree that it was a terrible thing. The receptionist with the big boobs said there was no way anyone would ever rape her. I kinda laughed when I heard that, and she shot me a dirty look.
On Wednesday the receptionist was working on a special project for one of the bosses, and had to work late. I stuck around too, catching up on some lame paper work. I left after an hour or so, then sat in my car in the parking garage. Soon the receptionist came out. As she walked to her car I got out and followed her. I looked around but didn’t see anyone. When she got to her car she started to open it. I pushed against the car, reaching around to cover her mouth with one hand. She immediately began to struggle, I could tell she was stronger than any of the other girls I raped. I tried to move her to the back door but she fought it. She kicked me in the shins, which hurt. She elbowed me a couple of times, so I smacked her in the back of her head. I could feel her arms move, but I couldn’t get them. Then I heard a pop. My stomach was on fire. I staggered backwards a couple of steps, my hands on my stomach. I looked down, my hands covered in blood. Looking up, she stood in front of me, aiming a small handgun at me.
“I always knew you where a low life. I just didn’t know how low you really where.” She said. Then she lowered the gun, pointing it at my groin. There was a flash as the gun went off, then fire ripping through my crotch. I stepped backwards again, then fell to the ground in the fetal position. The pain was intense, my whole lower body felt like it was on fire. She was standing over me, pointing the gun at my head.
“How does that feel asshole?’ She kicked me in my stomach. The pain was unbearable. I rolled over, tried to get away. I got on my knees, then she kicked me again. I fell to the ground, the pain unbelievable.
“You’ll never bother another woman again will you asshole?” The gun was pointed at my head. Then it flashed. There was no pain, just extreme pressure in my head. All the other pain faded away. I looked up at her, I could see she was smiling. Then everything faded to black.

Howdy, folks. The name is Damon Jacques Etienne. I’m a tall, good-looking young black man of Haitian descent. Yeah, there are a lot of Haitians in America. We’re taking over the world. Pretty soon, Haitian men and Haitian women are going to outnumber African-American men and women in America. Haitians are becoming the dominant black group on College and University Campuses across the United States. Unlike African-Americans, and any other racial or ethnic group in America for that matter, including white folks, Haitians send both their sons and their daughters to college. Parents in America seemed to have followed the man-hating political correctness path and given up on their sons education. This is the betrayal of the American man. Makes me glad I’m Haitian. In Haiti, men matter just as much as women do. That’s the way the world should be. My folks sent me to Middle New England University straight from Virginia so I could attend college and get myself an education. I was fortunate enough to win an academic scholarship which covers room and board for the next four years as long as I maintain the right GPA. That’s cool with me because I’m a certified genius. I was the first Black Male Valedictorian my school had seen in centuries.
Currently, I’m living in the city of Boston, also known as Bean Town. I attend Middle New England University and I’m a member of the Men’s Rugby Team. Middle New England University is one of the biggest schools in the region. It’s a private school with about ten thousand undergrad students, and twelve hundred graduate students. They have several Campus, notably in Boston, Cape Cod, Plymouth and Dudley. Middle New England University is one of the best colleges in the region but it’s also one of local athletic powerhouses. They offer a wide variety of sports. Why, when I joined, I was amazed by the size of it all. Middle New England University’s Department of Athletics offers Men’s Intercollegiate Baseball, Basketball, Cross Country, Soccer, Football, Lacrosse, Ice Hockey, Rugby, Bowling, Swimming, Sailing, Volleyball, Skiing, Wrestling, Track, Tennis, Golf, Rifle, Pistol, Badminton and Cycling. They also offer Women’s Intercollegiate Softball, Basketball, Cross Country, Soccer, Badminton, Swimming, Skiing, Sailing, Volleyball, Rugby, Tennis, Golf, Ice Hockey, Field Hockey, Equestrian, Lacrosse, Bowling, Rifle, Pistol, Squash and Cycling. All of these sports operate in the National Collegiate Athletic Association’s top tier, Division One A. All of their athletes receive scholarships. This makes Middle New England University one of the most expensive schools in the nation. Tuition goes up to thirty grand a year. The school has an annual endowment of over one billion dollars and is owned by a conglomerate of corporations. You’ve got to be rich to even consider going there. I lucked out with my scholarship. Word. The school year was tough but I did alright. I had a 3.89 GPA, which was cool. I always took upper-level classes. My scholarship comes with a contract. I’ve got to maintain a GPA of 3.7 or more, otherwise I lose it. Yeah, I’ve got to watch my ass. The school year was murderous, to tell you the truth. Way too stressful. Thank Heaven it’s summer time!
These days, I’m on vacation. Life in the big city can be hectic but I don’t care. The more wicked fun, the better. I am a world-class sexual adventurer who rolls with it. Whatever it happens to be. I am a man who gets bored very easily and must seek extreme entertainment to satisfy himself. I’ve always been that way. Some might call me a thrill seeker but I don’t care. It’s a want and it’s a need of mine which I absolutely must fulfill. No ifs, ands or buts about it. To that end, I’ve been hitting the bar scene, to see if I could find something interesting to bring home. Anything to kill the boredom, you know.
I was at this bar when these two chicks walked in. A tall, athletic blonde Irishwoman who looked like a centerfold and her gal pal, a pretty-faced plump black woman with a thick body, wide hips and big bottom. Why is it that hot women always walk around with a friend who’s less pretty than themselves? I don’t know. It is a mystery. I knew both of these women. Sort of. I’d seen them on the Middle New England University’s Boston Campus. The centerfold was Michelle Areole, daughter of a rich businessman. Her curvy girlfriend was Marisa Rosy, a nursing student. Unlike every other man at the bar, I found the curvy young black woman far more appealing than her supermodel-like companion. So, I approached her and ignored the centerfold. I could tell that the blonde was surprised that I was feeling her friend instead of her. The curvy black chick seemed delightfully surprised. We chatted away, and her blonde friend accepted a drink from some tall muscular type and ignored us.
Marisa Rosy was an interesting gal. She was a scholarship student at Middle New England University as well. Originally, she came from Brockton, Massachusetts. Me, I’m not from Massachusetts at all. I’m originally from Virginia. I used to attend Saint Paul Military Academy, an all-male boarding school located in rural Virginia. The Academy combined rigorous academia with military training and a strong tradition of athleticism. Saint Paul Military Academy sportsmen, known as the Daring Rogues, competed in Men’s Interscholastic Archery, Baseball, Basketball, Cross Country, Ice Hockey, Wrestling, Lacrosse, Golf, Tennis, Rifle, Swimming, Track and Volleyball. Yeah, we took sports very seriously over there. As we talked, I discovered that Marisa and I had a lot in common. At her old high school, she played volleyball and soccer. I played Football and Basketball all my years at the academy. For a while, I was on the Wrestling team as well. Wrestling has since become my favorite sport. Well, before I discovered Men’s Rugby anyway. Marisa didn’t play any sports at the University. She was more focused on academia these days. That’s cool. She leaned closer to me and told me that it had been ages since she got properly fucked. I grinned, and told her I could help her with that. She smiled, and we left the bar together.
It’s a good thing it was nighttime, folks. In the darkness of the parking lot, Marisa and I got our freak on. Man, this chick was frisky. We found a secluded spot between a Hummer and a Porsche. There, we did our thing. Marisa knelt before me and unzipped my pants. Out came my cock. Twelve inches of long and thick, uncircumcised Black Man Power. They came with balls the size of apples. She gasped when she saw my equipment. I grinned. I was used to women staring at my cock. They’re always gawking at its length, girth and sheer size. It’s a marvel of nature that’s been known to make women of all races, sizes and body types squeal in delight. And I wasn’t done doing that yet. Hell, I pray I never tire of doing that. Marisa took my dick into her mouth and began eagerly sucking on my noble tool. I thrust my dick down her throat. I must say this woman was a grade A cock sucker.
I mean, she knew just how to work up my cock. Not all females can suck a cock as long and thick as mine properly. Marisa is to be commended for her oral sex technique and resilience. She licked the dick head and flicked her tongue over my big black balls. Man, I was loving this. Big-time. While sucking my long and thick black cock, Marisa fingered her pussy. I looked down and noticed that she was quite wet down there. No doubt she was getting off from sucking me. I told you she was a freak. Do I know how to pick them or what? Marisa continued sucking my dick and licking my balls until I couldn’t take it anymore. I came, splattering my hot manly cum all over her pretty face. She was a bit surprised by this but began to eagerly suck the cum out of me. In no time she had my cock and balls drained. I sighed in sheer pleasure and complimented her on her talents. This female was definitely something else.
Marisa was a seriously horny chick. And she had the biggest ass I’d seen in a long time. I like big women, especially those with big butts. Guess what we did next? I bent her over and spread her plump butt cheeks wide open. I slid a finger inside her asshole. It felt warm and tight. Good. I like a good tight anus. Pussies can be too sloppy at times. They’re not tight enough. The ass is better. That’s why I’m often called an Ass Fucker. Asshole Penetration Expert. Butt Hole Invader. Yeah, I’ve got so many names and titles. All of them well-deserved, I’m sure. Marisa was on all fours, shaking her cute little plump ass at me. I like big women, especially those who are into anal sex. I cannot emphasize this enough. I spat and rubbed it on my cock. I also rubbed it against Marisa’s puckered asshole. Then, I pressed my dick against her asshole, and pushed. Marisa grunted when my thick cock penetrated her asshole. That’s good. A lot of chicks will scream their lungs out the moment my dick goes into their assholes. Not this woman. She was a strong woman who took it up the ass without complaining. Good for her. And more fun for me!
I placed my hands on Marisa’s hips and thrust my cock into her asshole. Man, I was loving Marisa’s ass. Not only was her ass big and plump, it was also very nice to the touch. She was bucking wildly underneath me. I read somewhere that the bigger the woman, the tighter her asshole. I long ago discovered that to be true. How come? Because I’m an anal sex connoisseur with a preference for big women. That’s me. Enough talking, seriously. I held onto Marisa’s hips tightly and began thrusting into her hole like anal sex was going out of style. She finally screamed as I came close to reaching bottom. I gleefully rammed my dick deeper inside her. She was liking this big-time and let me know by backing up her fat ass and grinding it against my groin. This drove my dick deeper into her asshole. Man, I gave her all the cock I had to give, and then some. We continued to happily romp away until I came for the second time that night. our screams of pleasure mounted in the night. A couple exited the bar and saw us. The man had a puzzled look on his face while the woman looked positively thrilled. I smiled and gave them the middle finger. Both Marisa and I laughed as the man and his woman got into their car and left. Screeching tires and all. I pulled out of her, and we took a few moments to catch our breath. This had been fun. We fixed up our clothes, and went our separate ways. She went back to her car, having long forgotten about her centerfold friend. As for me, I exited the parking lot and walked back into the city. I found myself whistling. Man, this was so much fun. Just picking up a hot and sexually adventurous chick at a bar and doing her right in the parking lot. I nailed Marisa’s sweet ass good. She’s going to remember me. The night was young, and I had plenty of other trendy night spots to check out. Wish me luck. Not that I usually need it but you never know.

The name is Susan. A tutor at Stoughton Tech, a small community college in Massachusetts. It’s a quiet and rather peaceful campus. Unlike many big colleges and universities, it’s wonderfully diverse. There are lots of black men, black women, Hispanic men, Hispanic women and Asians among the student population. Racial and ethnic minorities make up forty percent of all people at the school. We provide great services to all. We have a Minority Student Center, and a Men’s Center as well as a Women’s Center. We recently opened a Gay & Lesbian Student Counseling Service Center. Yeah, we take care of our own as Stoughton Technical College. Thanks to our staunch commitment to educational diversity.
Stoughton Tech is my playground. On top of being a stellar tutor, I’m also the local attention-craving whore but don’t tell anybody. I’m a cute, thick-bodied, wide-hipped and big-bottomed white chick. I’ve got blonde hair and pale blue eyes. The doctor recently told me that a woman my age ought to exercise more. I felt tempted to tell him that I exercised a lot. Seriously. I have sexual workouts. Honestly, I don’t look a day over thirty something and you’d never know that I’ve had a few brats. By different dads. From different races. I am a great big slut who craves cock. Most specifically black cock. That’s why I’m always ogling the sexy black men I see walking around my college campus. I’m not as cute as their sexy black girlfriends but I more than make up for it with my sexual prowess. I do it all sexually. I can suck a mean dick. And I love getting my pussy stuffed. And last but not least, I take it up the ass. Yep. I can take a big cock up my ass while keeping the inevitable whining to a minimum. Few women can make that claim.
Today, I’m spending some time with Hector, a member of the Stoughton Tech Football team. Stoughton Tech is a school with twenty thousand students, spread over two campuses, Stoughton and Randolph. Originally, they offered Men’s Varsity Soccer, Baseball, Basketball, Swimming, Volleyball, Wrestling, Bowling, Ice Hockey and Lacrosse. For female student-athletes, they had Women’s Varsity Soccer, Softball, Basketball, Bowling, Archery, Cheerleading, Swimming, Equestrian, Volleyball, Ice Hockey, Field Hockey and Lacrosse. They decided to add Men’s Varsity Football to their Department of Athletics this year to boost male enrollment. It worked. Half of the student body is undeniably masculine these days. And I’m totally loving it. Hey, more fun for a cock craving slut like me, know what I mean?
Anyhow, back on topic. Hector the sexy black stud had been checking out my fat ass for a long time. Black men like females with fat asses. That’s why they notice me. I’m mildly cute but otherwise plain in the face department. I flirted with him and he responded. We went to my apartment for some fun. As soon as we got there, I kissed him and we got naked. Hector put his hands on my big butt and gave it a firm squeeze. Apparently, he liked it. He pushed me against the wall and began suckling on my big breasts while sliding his hand into my panties. He began fingering my pussy. Oh, man. I was loving this. I love it when my pussy gets played with. What woman doesn’t? Hector fingered my pussy and fondled my boobs. Then, he told me to show his dick some love. I got on my hands and knees and got to work.

Hector whipped his cock out of his pants and showed me what he was working with. I gasped when I saw his dick. Damn, the sexy black stud had a big dick. I slowly held it in my hand. I had trouble closing my hand around it. It was so fucking big and long. We’re talking about at least ten inches of long and thick black cock here. Long, thick and uncut. Hot damn. Now, that’s what I call a big dick. The king of all dicks. The big black super cock. Hector also had two big, apple-sized balls. I held them in my hand. They were big and heavy. So strong and manly. I breathed in the smell of his manhood. He was so musky. A lot of studs flaunt their own aroma. I like that deep, masculine smell. There’s nothing like it in the world. It cannot be mistaken for anything else as long as you’ve got a working nose. Trust me, I know what I’m talking about.
I began sucking on Hector’s cock. The big and tall black stud thrust his dick into my mouth. I kind of gagged on it. Hey, I am an experienced cock sucker but it’s not every day that I get to suck on a dick that big. I fumbled a bit, but eventually I got the hang of it. I sucked on Hector’s cock and licked his balls. He groaned and urged me to suck him some more. He rammed his cock down my throat. I took in as much as his cock as I could take. Then, I slowed down. Hey, I wasn’t gonna choke here. I flicked my tongue over his dick head and he sighed in pleasure. Yeah, he liked it. I also fingered his ass while sucking his dick. That made his cock get harder. If I could have smiled, I would have. I know quite a lot about male sexual anatomy and response. Hell, I could teach a course on it.
When Hector came, I drank up all of his cum. Without spilling a single drop. I like sucking big black cocks and drinking their cum. When I was done, I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. I looked up to see Hector smiling down at me. Then, he told me that he wanted to fuck me in the ass. I was down with that. Lots of young black men have the same fetish. They want to fuck women in the ass. Black women aren’t into anal sex. Most of them anyway. White chicks are more open to experimentation. That’s why black studs can’t get enough of us and vice versa. It’s a symbiotic relationship. Completely beneficial mutually. I give black men all the pussy and ass they want plus no drama, and they give a taste of their black cocks. Everyone’s happy.
I got on all fours and spread my plump butt cheeks. Hector came up behind me. He pressed his cock against my asshole and pushed. I gasped as Hector’s big black cock slid into my asshole. He placed his hands on my hips, then began fucking me. His cock thrust into my ass, and he fucked me good. I’ve been fucked in the ass before but never by such a big cock. It’s moments like these which made me love the black cock. It felt so good in my tight white ass. Oops, I mean tight brown ass. I’m brown down there, like everyone else. Hector pounded into my fat ass with his cock. I screamed in pleasure. He fucked me good, until he finally came, sending his hot seed deep into my asshole. Damn, that was awesome!
An hour later, Hector and I went our separate ways. I jogged back on campus. Some of the students noticed me walking a little funny. Well, what in hell do they want from me? I just took ten inches of hard black cock up my ass. My booty is hurting. If I walk funny, then damn it, I’m entitled! To hell with them. My ass felt pleasurably sore. Sitting down was gonna be something for the next couple of days but I have no complaints. I love anal sex. And I love black men. In that order. Anal sex is my favorite thing in the world. It’s one of the reasons I still wake up in the morning. Oh, and since starting my intense anal sex daily regimen, I lost twenty pounds. How about that?

Chapter - 1
Jade was laying on the white sandy beach in Thailand. The sun was shining hot enough to make her sweat but the cool breeze kept her comfortable. As she lay on her back feeling the soft towel beneath her Jade listened to the breeze blowing though the palm trees that lined the beach. A vacation alone on the opposite side of the world was more adventure than she had ever dreamed of having. She felt that after her first sexual experience it was best to get away and relax by herself.
“Only one thing could make this any better,” she said to herself while rolling onto her stomach. Jade reached back and unclasped her bathing suit top allowing a better tan for her back. This also freed her sensitive round breasts with their large brown nipples to enjoy the towel’s soothing pressure. The rolling movement caused her bathing suit bottom to run up farther and into the slit between her near-virgin pussy lips. Virgin except for that one animal-like experience with two men she thought wistfully. Jade could feel the pressure on her clitoris and squeezed her thighs together to until she could feel her clit twitching with arousal.
That ‘Only one thing’ that was missing was a man’s hard cock and Jade could think of little else. Usually she kept herself so busy with work and homeowner responsibilities that there was no energy for her lustful desires. But lying out on this beautiful beach without a care in the world left Jade with one tiny yet great care throbbing between her legs. That throbbing was slowly being joined but a seeping wetness oozing out of the depths of her pussy.
Jade is an attractive Chinese-American woman in her thirties. She has dark expressive brown eyes and a sexy mouth set into her pretty freckled face. Though she is only 5 feet tall and weighs around 100 pounds she has large beautiful breasts with long brown nipples jutting out from them. Beneath her slightly rounded belly is a tiny little pussy as only an Asian woman can have. Half the size of a Caucasian woman’s pussy but with thicker lips and a very large sensitive clit, Jade had spent countless hours pleasuring herself with her vibrator. Except for one almost dream like double penetration with her friend I and a black man who worked for the Phone Company she was still a virgin waiting to give it to the perfect man. As the months went by her passion and desire mounted to the point of fantasizing every possible avenue of pleasure she would share with the man of her dreams.
My name is I and I had also been dreaming for quite some time. I’m not exactly a virgin, yet I had never met a woman I could love as well as fuck. In fact I had pleasured over a hundred women, some married some with their husbands watching or even joining in. Even prostitutes had told me to keep my money because I was the best fuck she had ever had. But I was still unfulfilled waiting for that perfect woman whether White, Black or Asian it didn’t matter. She just had to be woman enough to handle every one of my lusts.
So I found himself walking alone on the beach in Thailand, a country full of beautiful women but just not the right one. As I walked along feeling the combination of sun and sea breeze I felt my cock swinging back and forth in my swim shorts. “Shit, I wish I had one of those sexy Thai girls to suck this thing” I thought and then regretted it as my brother started to swell in my shorts. I stopped walking and tried to concentrate on getting my hard-on down but then noticed a lone woman lying on the beach. She kept clenching and unclenching her butt muscles in an obvious effort to squeeze her clit until she came. “Takes a hell of a woman to cum just from squeezing her ass” I thought while remembering my last girl friend that could do that. Why, this little Korean girl Suu could even have an anal orgasm just from clenching her ass she was so sexy.
So, I started walking quietly around towards the front of this intriguing woman, noticing her small size and dark hair that indicated she might be Asian and maybe even another sexy Korean girl I hoped. I thought I could hear her moaning softly as I got closer and now my cock was pounding in my shorts wanting to burst out. It wasn’t so large, maybe 6 inches long but far thicker than the average cock with a big mushroom like head. And long lasting with the sweetest cum I thought proudly. “All that pineapple juice really did pay off,” I thought to myself as I got close enough to smell Jade’s arousal wafting up from her soaking pussy.
By now Jade had worked herself up to a frenzy of lust. She was imagining the pressure from her panties and towel were actually a man’s lips and tongue roughly working her clit. Indeed it was now twice its normal size and pounding with the blood coursing through it. Her fantasy had been joined by the thoughts of another man slowly spreading her tiny butt cheeks to expose her also near-virgin anus. Then he would slide his well-lubricated cock deep into her ass even as her clit rocked in orgasm.
She was rocking her hips back and forth while clenching her ass and about to cum when her imagination became a little bit psychic. She thought she saw a man standing in front of her wearing nothing but white swim shorts. He was short for a Caucasian man, more Asian sized but with heavy well formed chest and arm muscles. His hair was long red and curly surrounding deep-set green eyes and a long nose. But all of Jade’s attention was on the bulge in the front of his pants.
She lifted her head slightly and opened her mouth in anticipation of tasting the man’s cock when her orgasm finally caught up with her. Jade felt the spasms roll from her stomach down to her swollen pussy lips sending a jet of her hot musky juice to soak her panties. Her clit was pulsing all on its own and the tune of the clitoral orgasm joined with the spasms deep in her pussy to send a long guttural moan out of her throat. All this was too much for Jade’s extremely sensitive and maybe a bit perverse ass and she felt her anus go into spasms too sending her all the way over the edge. The over whelming orgasms shook her for at least 2 minutes, all the while moaning, groaning and grunting in perverse sensual abandon.
“Oh my god, it’s Jade, she’s in Thailand too! She never even touched herself with her fingers” I thought with one part of my mind. Another part was at first only aware of the insistent throbbing of my cock and then of the aching and tightening of my balls. Too late I realized Jade had swept me up in the power of her orgasms and my cock lurched and leaped in my shorts, spraying thick white cum throughout my shorts until it ran down my thigh in a river of passion and desire. “Uuuuhhhhh” I groaned as the tension poured out of my balls at the sight of Jade’s passion.
Hearing the sound Jade’s eyes opened wide and incredulous that her friend Jim was in Thailand too and that he was standing in front of her cumming in his pants even as she did the same. Jade wasn’t sure if she was embarrassed at her discovery, offended at his intrusion, or aroused that they had just cum together without even touching each other.
Chapter -2
Jade rose up from the sand with a smile, her large brown eyes teasing my groin. I could see her huge brown nipples standing out tall and proud against her swimsuit while the sweat dripped down between her full breasts. As she turned and walked away, swinging her tiny hips beneath her swimsuit, I felt that even my tongue was getting hard and stiff with anticipation. I couldn’t help myself, I followed her as though in a trance across the sandy beach and into a stand alone beach resort cabin. ‘What in the world am I doing?’ I thought to myself as I followed her up to her door and on inside as she entered her private room. My cock was throbbing hard and straining against the front of my shorts trying to get out.
‘What on earth am I doing?’ Jade thought to herself as she reached her door and knew that her old friend was following her. From the moment she saw him at the beach, she knew there was something very special going on. Part of it was the way he silently watched as Jade had enjoyed an orgasm while laying on the sand. Part of it was the way his stiff cock had twitched in his pants as though he was cumming just at the sight of her. Jade knew she shouldn’t be bringing this guy I home with her and yet it wasn’t possible to ignore the aching hardness of her nipples or the wetness of her pussy seeping into her swimsuit. ‘Oh my god, I’m so aroused I could cum just from him looking at me’ she thought to herself and shivered a little at the thought. ‘Well, I can’t stop it now, I just hope he knows how to please me’ and she unlocked the door.
I watched as she slowly made her way to the double bed in the middle of the room and then I closed the door behind me, locking both the knob and the dead bolt. I had trouble getting my breath it was so erotic the way she relaxed on her back and began fingering her pussy right through the material of her swim suit. My own hands began to rub the bulge in the front of my shorts as I watched her slip out of both the top and bottom of her suit. As Jade lay back with her knees up and legs spread, her hand went under the pillow. She brought her hand out holding a bright yellow vibrator, which was already buzzing expectantly. Jade’s eyes were tightly closed and her lips were pinched together as the vibrator worked its way down her round stomach and over the soft mound of pubic hair. Jade reached down with her other hand and gently separated her pussy lips, allowing the vibrator to nose its way into the tender slit between them. She brought her hand up slowly, lifting on the hooded skin protecting her clitoris. With the skin pulled back I was shocked at the size of her perfectly round pearl. Thicker than any clit I had ever seen I swear it grew before my eyes, becoming twice as long as it was thick and visibly twitching with excitement. The vibrator slowly edged its way up the slit of her pussy until it barely flicked the tip of her clit. Jade sucked in her breath and bit her lower lip in her attempts to control her pleasure. Now the vibrator circled slowly around her clit, lightly touching the edges each time it circled around the center of her passion. Before my semen could burst from my swollen cock I ripped my shorts off allowing it to jerk freely in the fresh air. Precum was glistening on the tip but I had managed to free it before the explosion in my shorts could take place.
“Oh shit I’m going to cum” Jade breathed in her faint voice and opened her eyes to see a rock hard cock pulsing in front of her. “Oooohhhh” she moaned as the vibrator found the tip of her clit and made tiny circles around it. It was sending shivers up her stomach causing her nipples to get painfully hard. The shivers traveled up to her face making her eyelids flutter and her lips curled up at the edges. ‘Ewww the whole room must smell of my hot pussy juice’ she thought as her nostrils flared with the smell of the passion about to over whelm her body. “Oh pleaaasssse” she begged while opening her legs wide for me to see deep into her pink pussy. She brought the vibrator up to her mouth and licked the tip, tasting the musky hot juice that had just oozed out of her hungry pussy. Now her whole body was trembling on the edge of orgasm. The tremors ran down both thighs causing her toes to curl into tight balls of tension. “Oh yes, eat my pussy” she hissed through clenched teeth as I kneeled down between her outstretched legs.
As I watched Jade working her vibrator up and down her hot pussy my shorts came all the way off freeing my manhood to grow and swell to its full extent. I knelt down on the floor watching the juice pouring out of her tight pussy. Her pussy was tiny like all Asian women with short thick lips with little balls of flesh at the tips. Her lips were pinched tightly together allowing only the tiniest glimpse of the pink tunnel that was concealed within. Just above the wet lips Jade’s clit was throbbing with the pulsing of her blood. It glistened with cum which she had smeared on it with the tip of the vibrator. As I leaned forward she opened her legs still wider and I got a deep whiff if her hot and sexy smelling pussy. The juices were flowing out and down the crack of her ass, making her ass cheeks sticky with cum and lubricating her anus, which was now pulsing and throbbing with excitement.
Now I let my tongue slowly sink into the fold between her pussy lips and then gently slide upwards to the top and flick across the tip of her clitoris. I heard a muffled groan but was too enthralled to wonder as my tongue dipped in again for another deeper lick. Each lick went deeper and each time I swirled my tongue around her clit longer and faster. The muffled moans increased in intensity and they seemed to reach a peak as I buried my tongue as far as it could reach into her hot sticky tunnel. I brought my tongue up for a final lick of her clit before wrapping my lips around it to suck her into oblivion. Just then I saw why Jade had been moaning with such a deep muffled sound. The vibrator had found its way into her mouth and she was sucking it like a cock, deep throating and licking the tip as though she expected to get a load of semen any moment.
As my lips sucked her pulsing clit into my mouth I let my thumb slowly ease into the opening to Jades dripping pussy. It immediately sucked as a hungry baby pulling the whole length of my thumb into her depths. Knowing this was going to send her into the clouds I sucked the length of her clit allowing my teeth to gently scrape the edges until her hips bucked and she shoved her clit forcefully into my mouth. My thumb was buried all the way to my palm in her pussy and now my middle finger probed her cum soaked anus. It was greeted by the same hungry sucking action and before I knew it I had a thumb and a finger buried in both her hot holes. I sucked her clit with all the pent up passion of the day until her pussy lips flared out like flower in full bloom and a river of cum jetted out of her pussy and ran down my chin.
Jade felt the blood rushing to her face causing her to flush. She had never even considered licking her vibrator let alone doing it in front of a man. She felt that she was totally out of control and there was no turning back now. As the incredible pleasure the tongue was bringing to her pussy swept over her Jade felt the vibrator working its way deeper in her mouth. ‘My god it has a mind of it own’ she thought as moans escaped from deep in her gut and worked their way out around the vibrator. The moans took on a greater and greater urgency as the invading tongue penetrated deeply into her pussy. “Uuuuuggghhhhh” she groaned as she felt first a finger penetrate her pussy and then another one sink deep into her ass. The vibrator was fucking hotly in and out of her throat as the sudden waves of pleasure finally broke loose. For what seemed like hours Jade screamed around the vibrator yet sucked madly on it at the same time. She bucked wildly on the sucking lips and felt her cum flooding into my mouth. ‘Oh my god I’m fainting’ she thought as the last waves of pleasure swept from her tightly curled toes to the electrified hair on the top of her head.
I gently pulled the vibrator from Jade’s mouth and replaced it with my aching cock. She seemed to have passed out yet there was a faint smile on her lips as she tasted the precum dripping from my cock. For a time I just sat still and looked at her face. Chinese women are so beautiful anyway but Jade had the addition of freckle-covered cheeks and such large expressive eyes. I tangled my fingers into her hair, which was kept short and neat, pulling my cock deeper into her mouth. I was hoping she was just resting and so was pleased to feel the first tentative sucking action as Jade tested the taste of my cock in her mouth. She quickly lost any inhibition and began sucking madly on my cock head, making loud slurping sounds as she tried to get the full length of my cock down her throat.
The excitement had just built up too much pressure in my balls and it had to be released. As Jade succeeded in swallowing the last inch of my cock into her throat I felt the cum boiling up my shaft. Without warning my cock head swelled in her mouth and exploded in long pulses of semen spurting spasms. Sucking and swallowing hungrily Jade pulled every drop out of the depths of my balls until I collapsed on the bed completely spent. I looked over at Jade as she licked her lips and ate the few drops that had leaked onto her chin.
Jade lay back allowing the last of my cum to drip down her throat. Her mouth was filled with the salty sweet taste of semen and she decided that she liked it so much, she’d have it every chance she got from now on.. As she scooped up the few drops of cum on her chin and licked them off her finger Jade looked over at me. ‘I think that cock will fit really good in my pussy’ she thought with a smile.
Chapter -3
They had been lying together for several minutes enjoying the after glow of their orgasms when Jade felt the heat start to build again in the depths of her pussy. She looked over at me, I was sound asleep on his back, and made up her mind. ‘I want everything and I want it now’ she thought to herself as she climbed on top of my sleeping form. Letting her still dripping pussy slide up and down on my semi-hard shaft, Jade leaned forward and dangled her long distended nipples in my face. One big brown nipple pressed against my lips and they opened to allow it inside. I began sucking and licking it making it swell still harder and sending shivers up her spine. Then she felt the unmistakable hardening of my cock against her pussy as she slid it up and down it’s length.
I woke up to a hard nipple in my mouth and did what came natural. Sucking and licking it I felt Jade’s nipple grow and harden in my mouth. I let it plop out and reached for the other one, giving it the same treatment until her second nipple was equally hard and stiff. All the while I could feel the tight pussy lips, still sticky with Jade’s cum sliding up and down my cock trying to coax it into readiness. I felt my cock respond with several pulsating jerks and it was hard and throbbing against her tight little opening. I felt Jade pull her nipple out of my mouth and I opened my eyes to see the long strings of saliva stuck to her nipple and to my bottom lip.
Jade lifted her ass up in the air and felt her breast pop out of my mouth. She grabbed hold of my suddenly stiff cock with both hands and guided to her wet and sticky opening. Sliding the head back and forth between the lips until she sure he was aligned with the hole Jade lunged down with all her might. My cock seared into her depths knocking the wind from her lungs with a great unladylike grunt. She felt my balls slap against her ass and she ground her pussy against my cock. She rotated her hips in tight circles causing my cock head to rotate inside the depths of her pussy in large wide circles driving her mad with desire. The with a sucking sound that filled the room Jade raised her ass high in the air until just the tip of my cock was separating her pussy lips.
This time I looked up with my deep green eyes into the Jade’s wide brown eyes as she raised herself up on my cock. Our eyes locked in heated passion as she thrust her pussy down on my cock again. “Uuuuuuggggghhhhh” she grunted again, as her pussy was stretched and deeply penetrated by my cock. ‘Its so nasty the way she moans and grunts when she fucks’ I was thinking. It made my hard cock grow even harder as Jade began a rapid and powerful thrusting action. Every one of I’s senses was overwhelmed as Jade fucked me with animal intensity. The feeling of Jade’s tight pussy sucking my cock head all the way up her love tunnel was joined by the clamp she put on the base of my shaft on each down thrust. The room was filled with the slippery, slurping sounds of her pussy sucking and fucking my cock along with their ragged breathing and Jade’ animal like grunting as she slammed her ass down hard onto my cock. Now her nostrils flared with the musky smell of her pussy cum as it poured out of their tight coupling and down my cock to puddle on the bed below my balls.

I know what you all think of me. I know that you’re repulsed by what I’ve done. I don’t give a damn about that. I don’t care what any of you think.
I know that by now my story has been in every newspaper in the country and some halfway around the world. I can see the headlines now: ‘Female Serial Killer Caught.” Or maybe it reads “Young Girl Accused Of Multiple Murders.” Whatever.
In another couple of weeks the questions will start. How could this have happened? What turned this girl into what she was? What was she? You people know the drill, we’ve seen it all before.
They tell me now that I’m not the first. They made a movie out of the life of the other one. What was her name…? The actress that played her won the Oscar or so they say. Personally I never heard of her until I got in here. Who cares?
Listen to me. My cellmate here says she knows somebody who can get this tape out of this place I’m in and post it on the Internet somewhere. Maybe they can or maybe no one will ever hear or read this. It’s all the same to me. It’s just the idea that maybe, just maybe some young woman somewhere, whose life is in the toilet like mine was, will find some inspiration in what I’ve done and continue in my path. Sort of like that Hannibal character in the movie. He had fans didn’t he? Anyways here goes.
I won’t bore you with any of that unhappy childhood crap or phony psychoanalysis shit. My childhood was unremarkable for the most part. I was lonely most of the time and my parents had no clue what to do with a precocious lonely girl. I didn’t like most of the kids I went to school with and they seemed to feel the same toward me. School itself was boring and I passed through basically unnoticed by anyone.
I was a senior and had just turned eighteen years old and two events stand out to me. The first one was a fight between two girls in the school cafeteria. Two girls started arguing about something or other, probably some boy, and the next thing you know they were rolling around on the floor scratching and biting and clawing at each other. This happened just a few feet from where I was sitting so I had a perfect view of the whole thing.
Watching them I remember that the strangest thing happened. I felt my breathing quicken and I felt as if the blood had rushed to my head. A tingling feeling between my legs started and I had a desire to drop my hand down there and slip it inside of my panties. My god, was I getting sexually aroused?
The girls stopped rolling at the foot of my table with one girl on top of the other. She pinned the other girl firmly to the bottom with one hand and with the other hand she started slapping and punching the face of the other girl. She got maybe five or six punches in before some teachers rushed in and broke it up.
I remember how each punch or slap that girl landed raised my excitement level. It was as if it were I punching that girl. I heard myself whispering under my breath, “Hit her again, harder this time. Hurt that bitch.”
Afterwards I couldn’t explain to myself what had happened to me. I was no stranger to sexual arousal. Hell, I was eighteen years old and despite my loneliness had managed to find out what sex was all about, from a distance of course. But this feeling had been sooo intense compared to anything I had ever felt before. I didn’t even know those two girls but they had awoken in me feelings of which I had previously been totally unaware.
The second event that stands out was that I began to be molested by one of my teachers. I needed an extra credit to graduate and so against all odds I joined the yearbook committee. If you stayed on all semester you got a credit for the work you did. I did typing chores and tried to avoid getting to know anyone too well, a task at which I excelled.
Toward the end of the semester there was a lot of typing to do so our yearbook advisor Miss Johnson suggested we both say late and she would help me catch up. After about five o’clock it seemed like we had the whole school to ourselves. Miss Johnson called me into her office and asked me to sit down next to her on the small loveseat opposite her desk.
After some small talk she told me that she was concerned about me because she had noticed how I seemed to have no friends and how she knew how hard high school could be for girls who were ‘different’. Putting her arm around me she told me to relax and tell her if there was anything she could do to help me. Her hands began lightly caressing my hair and she began whispering to me to relax and let her help me.
Despite my misgivings I let her caress me and it was not long before her hands found my breasts and I felt her tongue lightly nibble my ear lobe. I tried halfheartedly to pull away but she pulled me back quite forcefully and instructed me to “Stay sweetie. I really need to help you.” Her hand slipped under my skirt and pulled my legs apart. It traveled up my thigh as her tongue forced it’s way into my mouth.
I was getting scared now and really tried to get up and away from her but she was too strong for me. Her hand slipped inside my panties and began rubbing my pussy while she tried to unbutton my blouse with her other hand. I fought her as much as I could but to make a long story short she had her way with me.
Afterwards as she lay with her head still between my legs slowly licking up the last of my juices, she looked up at me, smiled and said, “This will be our little secret won’t it?” I guess I didn’t answer fast enough for her because suddenly she arose and without warning slapped me flush across the face not once but twice.
As I fought back tears of anger she snarled at me, “Listen to me you mousy little bitch. You’re going to say nothing to no one about his, understand? If you do I’ll fix it so that you never get out of this school. I’ll make your life a living hell unlike anything you’ve ever dreamed of. Understand me you little whore?”
Her words stung me but I saw she was holding all the cards and would do exactly what she said she would do. I felt a grudging admiration for her because I saw how she had maneuvered me into this position of vulnerability.
“All right, I won’t say a word.”
“That’s my girl,” she said with a smile. “Now I want you back here tomorrow again for more typing. In fact I think I may have a lot of work for you from now on. Plan your time accordingly.”
And so began our little dance, as I called it. Three, sometimes four nights a week she would order me to stay late with her. As soon as we were alone she would take me into her office. Sometimes she would be quite gentle with me while other times she would simply throw me roughly unto her desk and begin sucking on my clit like there was no tomorrow. Sometimes she would force me to lie on my stomach while she spent ten or fifteen minutes licking out my ass and driving her tongue deep inside of it, all the time whispering to me how sweet my tender young ass tasted. No perversion was too much for her and she would make me do the same things to her
I came to take some pleasure from our encounters except for one thing. She had all the power and I was her slave and it was the opposite that I craved. I began to fantasize about walking into her office and ordering her to crawl across the floor and lick my shoes. I wanted her to have to sniff and lick my soiled panties and I wanted to hurt her in some way to get even with her. But this was not to be.
The simple truth was that finally I graduated, went away to college and planned never to see her again. Our times together seemed to fade away and I pushed them out of my conscious mind.
I vowed that things at college would be different. By this time I was very pretty with long auburn hair and a nice sexy body if I do say so myself. However I never flaunted it too much, I was more comfortable in loose, conservative clothing and thick glasses. I looked average this way even though I knew that with a little effort I could be what the boys called ‘hot’.
I had a small circle of friends at school that I hung out with. Things seemed to be going smoothly until one day one of the girls laughingly told us that she had stolen some of her brother’s porn flicks and invited us over to watch them. You know, one of those stupid Friday night things that girls at college sometimes do. I had no interest in seeing them but didn’t want to be a ‘prude’ so I dutifully showed up with four other girls later that night.
Well these were movies that he had obviously copied from the originals because the editing was choppy and the scenes were in no special order. The girls were hootin’ and hollerin’ and I was bored although I didn’t let on. Then, suddenly, the scene on the tape changed and so did the course of my life.
Some girl was in the process of getting laid by two huge black cocks when suddenly on the screen the scene changed and two girls appeared. One girl left to go to the bathroom and while she was gone the first slipped something into her drink. Returning, she gulped down her drink and was soon woozy and half asleep. The first girl smiled happily and proceeded to rape the first girl who was too woozy to fight back. All the time she was raping this girl she was smiling and giggling and enjoying herself immensely.
Suddenly I was no longer bored. My heartbeat increased and my pussy began to tingle.
“Oh fuck yes,” I mumbled to myself. The other girls started booing and making fun of the movie and accusing the girl’s brother of being a pervert.
On the screen the first girl had tied up the girl she had raped and was now saying that the fun was just getting started. I wanted more than anything to see more but the other girls made her take out that tape and play something else. I went along with what they wanted but when we left that night I had that tape stuffed down the front of my jeans.
It was all I could do to keep myself from running back to my room when my friends lingered momentarily outside the dorms to say goodnight. Finally after what seemed an eternity, I closed and locked the door to my room and slipped the tape into my VCR.
They say an epiphany is something that changes or sums up a group of events. If that is true then that tape was an epiphany in my life because after viewing that movie, I was never the same again.
The girl in that movie had tied up the other girl she had previously raped and now she proceeded to abuse her. First she slapped the girl a few times, delighting in the sound and feel of her flesh on the other girls face. The victim’s cries of fear and pain only served to spur the first girl on.
Lighting up a cigarette she dropped the still lit match on the girl’s stomach and giggled with joy as she screamed in pain. She licked up the tears that rolled down that girls face and then began applying that cigarette to various parts of her body.
My god, the juices were flowing down my leg as I masturbated wildly as I watched. Never in my wildest imagination had I envisioned anything like this.
By the time she had plugged in an electric curling iron and anally raped the other girl with it, I was withering on the floor in the middle of the most intense orgasm I had ever had. More torture followed and the scene suddenly ended just as she was about to force a pillow over the other girl’s face.
I lay right there on the floor for god knows how long. I had climaxed at least three times during the movie and in fact I was still aroused. The girl in that movie had amazed me with her eagerness to inflict pain and suffering on the other girl. It had been wonderful to watch. A side of my personality I didn’t know existed now opened itself up to me.
How wonderful it would be to have the power over that girl to do anything I desired. I wanted more than anything else at that moment to be that girl, to be doing those things myself. Something crossed over in me at that moment and I knew there would be no going back Does that make sense to you? Too fucking bad.
I began searching out video stores that might carry these types of movies. Finally, in the seedier section of town I found one that carried what they called S&M movies. I had to endure strange looks and suggestive comments from one of the clerks there but I was beyond caring about that. Most of these movies were run of the mill productions where someone was half-heartedly whipped or had clothespins attached to their nipples or pussy. I found them boring.
I did find a few better movies where there was an honest attempt to show women abusing and hurting other women. They seemed quite realistic and I loved them. I spent long hours watching these movies and drawing solace from the fact that I was not the only person in the world with an attraction to this type of thing. I often wondered what type of ’special’ movies might be available by special request but I shuddered to think of what those slimy clerks would say or even try to make me do to get them. Besides, they were ultimately only movies, not the real thing.
The real thing. More and more my mind drifted to the possibility of actually doing the things I had seen in these movies. The power this would bestow upon me would be amazing. I would get wet down there just thinking about it. But how to go about it?
Over the next few months I became obsessed with the idea of taking someone and using them for my own ends. Any one of those dumb bitches I hung out with would do. Who would care if they went missing except for a few odd people back where they came from?
But reason and fear always held me back. After all, I didn’t want to get caught. The time and place never seemed right. The where and how always seemed wrong.
In the meantime I began going to the Health Center on campus and working out in the circuit training room. I didn’t want to look like some female bodybuilder but I wanted to increase my strength and general fitness level. Somehow in my mind this was tied in with my developing compulsions. If I was going to be in control of someone, it was important that I be physically superior to them. Besides, I must admit that I found being around a large number of nude and semi-nude women in the locker room very arousing. The “Future Victims Club Of America” was how I saw them in my mind.
As the months passed my strength increased at least threefold and I was able to run three miles on the indoor track with no problem. I felt strong and powerful But my dreams had not yet come to be in the real world. I began to despair of ever fulfilling my fantasies. When it finally happened however, it was as much of a surprise to me as to anyone.
The school I attended was located in a remote wooded area surrounded on three sides by steep hills. There was a small town just off campus but the only real city was about an hour away via the interstate. Several small two- lane roads also meandered to the city but no one used them much since the interstate was twice as fast. Also there was no lighting on these small roads and driving on them at night was a real task as they contained many sudden turns. Plus if you had mechanical trouble, you were out in the middle of nowhere.
I liked driving these small out of the way roads however. I could be alone with my thoughts and not have to worry about some jerk in a semi cutting me off or something. The roads were twisty and dark but I handled them with ease.
On this one particular night, I was returning from the city after renting a couple of new S&M movies. One of them in particular looked like it was going to be fun as the box cover showed a lovely young woman just about to burn another woman with some type of branding iron or something. Yummy!
I was sort of aroused thinking about how much fun it would be to use that iron on some of the girls at the college and I slipped my hand down between my legs to feel my wetness. I guess my attention to the road wandered just momentarily because the next thing I knew I was jerked back to reality by something in the road that I saw out of the corner of my eye. I saw movement and a flash of something white and then before I could react I had hit the object with a glancing blow of my fender. The object careened wildly into the woods and disappeared from sight.
I slammed on my brakes as I realized that it had been a bicyclist that I had struck. Oh my god, what was a bicycle doing out here at night. I pulled off the road and grabbing a flashlight from the glove compartment I ran into the woods at the spot where the collision had occurred.
After a moment my night vision improved and I could see the front end of the bike maybe twenty yards ahead of me on the ground. The rear of the bike was pretty smashed from the impact but as I approached it there was no sign of the rider.
“Hello! Anyone here?” I yelled out.
“Help me, please help me.” A voice from nearby called out.
About ten yards away was a huge boulder and the voice came from the other side. I ran around and there on the ground was a girl I had seen several times in the Health Center working out. She lay with her back propped up on the rock. I guessed that after hitting the ground or whatever she had crawled over to this spot.
The trees were broken here and she lay bathed in moonlight. Her left leg was obviously broken and beginning to swell and she had many other little cuts and abrasions. But she was conscious and alert thank god.
“My god I’m sorry I never saw you till it was too late. Are you ok?”
“I know I shouldn’t have been out here at night. Oh shit, my leg hurts. I think it’s broken. Help me.”
“Your leg looks bad. Do you think you can walk on it as far as my car?”
“No way. It hurts too much. Please, go get some help.”
“Ok, look, my cell phone is in the car. I’ll go back and call for help. I’ll be back,” I called over my shoulder as I ran back to the road. I jumped into my car and pulled my cell from my purse. I was just about to call 911 when I saw the cover of that video I had rented on the seat of my car. That woman with the branding iron stared up at me.
I felt a twinge between my legs. It dawned on me that we were out in the middle of nowhere with no one around for miles. Miles and miles. No one drove these roads at night.
My heartbeat increased. My god, was I actually going to do what I had been thinking about doing for months now? I tried to think clearly but all I kept thinking about was that no one would ever know what happened out here. I was free to do whatever the hell I wanted.
Think, think, I told myself. My nipples were hard and I realized that I had unconsciously been rubbing them through my t-shirt. You know you want to. Do it, I told myself, just fucking do it. No one will ever know. She’s yours, fucking do her!
Once my hand slid slowly inside my jeans and touched my wet, silky panties I was beyond the point of no return. I caressed myself for a moment and then my mind was made up. “Fuck it all” I said aloud.
I started my car and drove ahead about twenty feet where the trees parted and drove into the dark woods. I didn’t want my car to be visible just in case someone actually did come along. I parked it behind a rocky outcropping and satisfied myself that it could not be seen from the road.
I took my glasses off and set them up on the dash and then undid my hair and let it fall freely down to my shoulders. No need to hide or disguise myself now. I felt strangely free and calm now that the decision to take this girl had been made. There would be no turning back.
I approached the girl from another direction from the one I had left from. I stood in the dark of the woods unobserved and checked her out. In my right hand was the tire iron from the car’s jack. It was the only thing in my car that I might find useful, I thought. I saw how unprepared I had really been. Well, this would have to do.
She lay right where I had left her, propped up against that boulder. Her legs were spread apart and even from this distance I could see how swollen her knee was. Good, I thought, she wouldn’t be running away.

Being in love with a married women is so rewarding. Wet dreams about Adele Howells is one of the rewarding pleasures left in life. When this fantasy became true, a warm and satisfying glow engulfed my body. Her husband Tony was not aware, that is sexy wife was texting me, as we chatted at the same table, in the local cafe.
I hope by describing Adele to you, that you will also feel the urge to fondle your private parts and that includes any female readers if they wish. Adele Howells was forty seven years of age. A year younger than me. Tall, slim, with short, jet, black hair. A long, thin nose, with thin, red lipstick lips, smiling on her pretty face. Adele had lovely firm breasts. Not too large, but big enough to have a lovely fondle and squeeze. Adele had a tight, cute ass, which begged to be fondled and mounted.
Her husband Tony had provided her with a large house. They were not short of money and this was evident, as Adele always wore expensive clothes. She never failed to turn me on, with her kinky laugh and the kinkiest, cutest smile I had ever seen. I knew that I wanted Adele to be my posh tart. Her pretty daughter Francesca was eighteen years old and turning into a pretty sex machine, like her mother. As I chatted to Tony, my cock stiffened up at the thought of a kinky affair with his pretty wife. It would not be easy to keep our affair secret, but I was so in love with Adele, nothing was going to stop me.
It was a cold Saturday morning in December. I waited for a reply to my text from Adele. My eyes were undressing Hayley, who was serving behind the counter. Her sexy, blue apron was making me feel very hard. Tony was chatting to me about work. Under my breath I was saying, that he was a boring twat and that all I was interested about, was having kinky sex with his wife and daughter. Hayley was in her early twenties, with long, blonde hair tied in a ponytail. Her eyes met mine and she coaxed me into a room, behind the counter.
Holding Hayley as tight as I could, then lifting her off the ground, we snogged for about five minutes. My hands rubbed against Hayley’s blue apron, fondling her lovely, round breasts. Hayleys tongue was now in my mouth. She then lifted up her black skirt. My hands stroking her black tights, pulling them down a little. Hayley Davies was wearing a black, satin thong, which I licked slowly. Hayley moaned with pleasure.
“You are a dirty slag Hayley, ” I mumbled, as I ran my tongue over Hayley’s moist thong.
Hayley laughed and whispered, “I have customers to serve, tongue, fuck me you bastard. ”
Pulling her thong down with my teeth, my tongue licked her tight, hairy pussy. Hayley screamed with ecstasy, as my tongue darted in and out of her slit. We then had another wet snog. Hayley got dressed and I returned to Tony. Then to my excitement, the return text from Adele arrived. Her daughter Francesca was playing hockey and would I like a lift to watch her play. Saying goodbye to Tony and licking my lips at Hayley, I left the cafe for Adele’s house.
When Adele opened the front door to me, she looked like an angel from heaven. Her white, satin blouse, buttoned tight against her inviting breasts. Her tight, white trousers, holding her cute ass in place. She had a sexy, cute smile on her pretty face. My cock was rock hard with excitement. Adele was wearing a small, flowered, silk, scarf around her neck. Her thin, red lips, had fresh, painted lipstick applied to them. Tony Howells was a lucky man. It was only fair that he shared his pretty wife with me. Adele held my hand and led me into the living room,
“Please sit in my husbands armchair, ” said Adele.
“Thanks Adele, my very pretty princess, ” I replied in a breathless voice.
Then to my delight Adele’s daughter, Francesca came into the room. Francesca Howells looked a very sexy eighteen year old and Adele had told me she was a virgin. To be the first to break that virginity, was a very exciting prospect. She had inherited her mother’s good looks. She was kinky sex available on a stick. She was wearing a tight, white, hockey top and a very short, navy, pleated skirt. Her navy, knee length socks made me dribble at the mouth.
“Hi! you must be my Mum’s boyfriend. Coming to watch me play? or just look up my skirt, to admire my navy, blue panties. By the way a pervy, sissy, cannot go to a hockey match dressed like that. My old school uniform is hanging behind my door. Put it on especially for me. You will look nice and cute in that, ” said Francesca, as she giggled like a schoolgirl.
Adele told her to hurry up, or she would be late for the match. Adele undressed me and dressed me up in Francesca, s school uniform. Adele and Francesca had the same white coats, with fur around the collar. They both looked so pretty in them. I was told when Francesca was playing, that I could borrow her coat.
“Doesn’t he look lovely Francesca?” Adele said.
“Dirty Little pervert, ” Francesca replied, in a giggly voice.
We got into Adele’s car. I went in the back with Francesca and gave her a cuddle. Adele let out her sexy, infectious laugh.
After arriving at the hockey pitch, Francesca put her warm coat around me. To my horror, I recognised one of her team players. Stacey Jones worked with me in my office. She was a tall, pretty girl, with long, blonde hair and the same age as Francesca. Adele put her arm around me and took great pleasure in wiping my nose with her dirty, paper hanky. I am sure Francesca was teasing me as her panties were on permanent show. I had an enormous erection in my Francesca school, cotton panties. Adele and I were enjoying ourselves, snogging and sharing her hanky. Adele didn’t mind taking chances and even talked to her husband on the mobile, as her hand slipped up my school skirt. There was one moment when Adele blushed and let out a loud laugh. Francesca scored the winning goal and I ran on the pitch. I gave her a big hug and a sloppy, wet kiss. Stacey then recognised me and gave me a wave. The game was soon over and Adele and I celebrated by snogging heavily, in front of everyone. Francesca gave me her sweaty panties as a present and I sniffed and licked them in the car on the way home. When we arrived at the house, I was shocked to find Tony asleep in the armchair. Adele told me not to worry. She had drugged his food so he would be asleep for ages. Adele whispered to me.
“My husband will become part of the family kinky orgy. ”
To my shock, Adele undid Tony’s trousers and pulled his cock out of his pants. She stroked it and in a couple of minutes, it was rock hard. Francesca made me go down on my knees and I felt myself getting aroused. I took Tony’s cock in my mouth and sucked hard on it. Soon Tony Howells warm, spunk was spurting into my mouth and I was drinking Tony Howells dry. Adele and Francesca were delighted. When I had drank every drop, I gave him a wet, hard snog on the lips. Adele and Francesca could’t stop laughing. This was the start of a very kinky relationship with the Howell’s family.

Lisa sat in her dorm room, bored as hell. Her roommate had gone for the weekend, and her best friends were at a game a couple of towns away. She would have gone, but she had a huge test the next Monday for which she needed to study. Now she was alone, on a Friday night, drinking cheap wine. She’d probably had three or four glasses and was feeling mighty nice. She decided to turn on some music and dance. She stripped down to her bra and panties and started going. She’d been dancing for at least fifteen minutes when she heard a knock at the door. She turned down the music and looked out of the peephole. It was Shelly from down the hall. Lisa cracked the door open a bit. “Hey Shelly, what’s up?”
“Oh, nothing,” Shelly said. “I was bored and heard your music. Cam I come in?”
“Uh…” Lisa stammered, taking note of her barely dressed state, but Shelly shoved open the door and pranced in.
“Nice outfit, Lisa,” she giggled, looking at her peer’s large breasts and shapely legs.
Lisa was embarrassed and tried not to show it. “Eh, I was just dancing…”
“Nah that’s fine,” Shelly laughed. “It’s not like you knew you’d have company. But while I’m here…” Shelly trailed off and moved toward Lisa.
“What are you doing?” Lisa asked, backing up until she was against her bed.
“We’re in college, let’s experiment!” Shelly smirked, pressing her slim body against Lisa’s.
Before Lisa could respond, Shelly’s lips were against hers, prying them open. At first, Lisa resisted, wondering what the hell was going on. But then, she gave in, thinking why not? I’m drunk, bored and lonely…she started to return the kiss, letting Shelly’s hot tongue dart in and out of her mouth. Shelly’s hands were all over Lisa’s warm body, squeezing her breasts and cupping her tight ass. Shelly’s leg came between Lisa’s, prying hers apart and riding up to rest against Lisa’s quickly dampening labia.
“Woah,” Lisa said, pulling away.
“Relax, Lisa!” Shelly said, moving away and locking the room door. She then slowly undressed while making her way back to Lisa, until she was also in a bra and panties. Lisa admired the girl’s athletic and slim body and suddenly felt shy. Shelly sensed this, “Don’t worry, I like voluptuous women. Anyway, you have a slim waist and nice legs,” she said, as she came back to Lisa and sat her up on her bed. She slowly unhooked Lisa’s bra and let it drop to the floor, revealing Lisa’s full breasts. Shelly started kneading one while taking the other into her mouth and sucking. Lisa could not believe how good this felt, and she arched her back towards Shelly’s warm lips and hands. “Lisa,” Shelly said, “Take off my bra would you?”
Lisa did so, letting it fall to the floor, and began touching Shelly’s pert breasts. She could now smell the musky scent of the two girls’ sexes.
“Get on the bed,” Shelly demanded. Lisa did so, letting Shelly up there as well. Shelly pushed Lisa down and lay on top of her, rubbing her body against Lisa’s. She then pushed her leg up between Lisa’s again and started shifting around so their vaginas were rubbing against one another’s. After several minutes of this, Shelly sat up and ran her fingers along the edge of Lisa’s panties. Lisa jumped in shock and tried to sit up, but Shelly pushed her back down. “You’ll love this,” Shelly smiled as she rubbed Lisa’s pussy through the cotton material. Lisa moaned and looked at the ceiling as Shelly slowly pulled down her panties. She could feel the cool air against her wet pussy as Shelly slowly pulled apart her legs.
“Nice cunt!” Shelly exclaimed as she blew onto it, sending shivers down Lisa’s body. Lisa then felt Shelly’s hand fully against her pussy, moving up and down. Lisa felt strange excitement as Shelly’s finger entered her and starting slowly moving in and out.
“You have such a nice tight pussy,” Shelly exclaimed. “Have you had sex yet?”
“N-no,” Lisa stammered.
“Wonderful,” Shelly cried out as she inserted another finger. With her other hand, she started rubbing Lisa’s clit. Lisa started writhing with pleasure on the bed. Shelly quickened her pace as she felt Lisa’s cunt start to tighten with orgasm. As Lisa convulsed, Shelly shoved three fingers as far into Lisa as she could, letting wetness seep out all over. Lisa’s orgasm finally passed, and she started to get up, but Shelly shoved her down again and pushed her legs as wide apart as she could.
“NOT YET,” she hissed, as she brought her face down between Lisa’s legs. Lisa sucked in a breath as she felt Shelly’s tongue running up and down her slit. Lisa could not believe this was happening! As Shelly ran her tongue over Lisa’s clit, she inserted two fingers into her hole, bringing them in and out, and then taking the juices and rubbing them to Lisa’s tight asshole.
“Ready for something amazing?” Shelly asked?
Before Lisa could respond, Shelly slowly pushed a finger into Lisa’s asshole. Lisa jerked from this strange feeling as Shelly’s finger invaded this area. Shelly brought her finger out slowly and then pushed it in as far as she could, while her tongue darted in and out of Lisa’s pussy and her other hand brushed over Lisa’s clit. This sent Lisa over the edge, and she convulsed in a monster orgasm.
“Now do me,” Shelly demanded.
Lisa slowly got up, still recovering from what Shelly had done. Shelly spread out on the bed, putting a leg on either side of Lisa. “Don’t worry about foreplay – just make me happy,” Shelly whispered.
Lisa reluctantly placed her hand on Shelly’s pussy. To her amazement, it was extremely exciting! She ran her hand up and down Shelly’s pussy, and then inserted a finger slowly.
“Faster!” Shelly exclaimed, starting to breathe harder.
Lisa went for it, shoving three of her fingers deep inside Shelly’s cunt and then bringing them out. She finger-fucked Shelly for several minutes, but the girl didn’t seem to want to cum.
“Lick me,” Shelly sighed, pulling her legs wide apart and exposing her very wet pussy to Lisa’s curious eyes.
Lisa bent down and licked Shelly’s pussy. It didn’t taste bad at all, so she continued. She stuck her tongue deep into Shelly and then quickly pulled it out. Shelly seemed to like this, so Lisa darted her tongue in and out of Shelly’s pussy while rubbing her other hand over her clit. Shelly orgasmed very quickly, and then pulled Lisa up to kiss her deeply.
“Did you like that?” Shelly asked.
“Yes!” Lisa exclaimed. “We need to do that again sometime.”
“How about tomorrow night?” Shelly smiled.

1994: Anal Cherry Popping: Something to Celebrate
It was the first time in my life I was living together with somebody else.
It was thrilling. I remember the first time we went together to the supermarket. I was used to buy just a few things and spend some metal coins just not to use the Credit Card… I left there half of my monthly pay! We bought an unbelievable amount of stuff to start our household, most of which I would never think of. I remember Karin pointing out about the importance of a good pair of scissors: she chose the most expansive she could see, and actually they are still there doing their job.
Our anonymous furnished rented flat became our home in just a couple of days, Ysa explored the neighbourhood making herself respected by other 4-legged locals, and soon we were settled.
Of course, things were not always so easy.
Karin was physically clean, but psychological rehabilitation takes much longer, and I was not an expert, so I made mistakes, like entrusting her with a copy of my Credit Card.
We were just settled, when in early February we got a phone call from Simon: Karin’s mother died of cancer.
It is never the right moment to loose your mother, doesn’t matter how bad your relationship was, but that one was one of the worst possible ones for my poor wife-to-be.
I remember Karin was stunned with pain. She cried silently, got herself a full glass of Martini (Martini for us is without Gin, just the white Vermouth we use as aperitif), and put on some loud classic music, which staid on all night… I tried to stay close to her, but Karin asked to be left alone. I suppose that it makes it double sad, when you always postpone reconciliation with your parents, and suddenly it is too late.
In February, I left two weeks for an exercise down in the South, and poor Karin was left in Busto, alone with herself… She couldn’t speak any Italian at the time, and it was quite tough for her. I was aware of that, but there was no solution, so I left and she staid at home.
It was a nice experience to be back in the field with our tanks and armoured vehicles, even if I was just in the Regiment Staff and not in Command… The smell of the fuel, the thunder of guns, the roar of Jets performing CAS, the overall feeling of power…
I was calling Karin every day, but I knew it was difficult for her.
When eventually we came back, I immediately realized something was wrong. My bank account was drastically low, Karin’s eyes were glassy and poor Ysa looked so worry, the poor faithful and reliable animal!
I searched the house as I learned to do in Africa, got some dirty stuff and threw it into the toilet between Karin hysteric shrieks.
She got cold turkey two weeks later, during another mission, this time a CFE inspection training at our CFE Centre next to Rome; only, this time Karin was with me, and I managed to take care of her. It was hell, I had to report myself ill for two days during the mission, but we worked through it.
We went back home with Karin clean again, only a couple of kilos thinner…
It asks for a lot or love and care to help somebody out of drugs hell, but we had plenty of both. By spring, Karin was again clean, psychologically rehabilitated – also with the help of my medical doc in the Regiment – and quite a few kilos more rounded up… She looked more and more beautiful!
She also learned Italian in between: Karin claimed it was easy for her, since Italian is just French pronounced in Spanish, and she was good at both already!
It was a challenging time: it is hard to be the guardian of your beloved one, but it may be worth, if the partner agrees. Karin never hid behind a finger: she was straightforward in telling me never to trust her hundred per cent when it came to drugs, and always to check her out whenever I felt there was something wrong. I did; sometimes I was right, and it was sad for both; other times I was wrong, and if it was sad for her to feel mistrusted, it was beautiful for me to prove myself wrong.
Apart from that awful February after her mom’s death, Karin never fell completely back into abuse; she made mistakes, but I always spotted her on time and prevented her to fall again into physical addiction. Slowly, the psychological addiction faded away too, and even maintaining a high vigilance, I detected fewer and fewer risks.
The threat was always there, but the girl was getting stronger and stronger.
By spring, Karin was another person.
Her arms were covered again by muscles, her ribs had disappeared under healthy flesh, her small tits had rounded up, her cheeks