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Adorable Gwen Shows OffPosted on 2008-Apr-27 at 05:07 - 0 Comments - Post Comment - Link
Gwens horny girlfriend decided to wake her up holding a camera and as hard as it is to believe this cute teen girl wakes up looking hot as fuck. Her and her girlfriend talk to each other, turned themselves on a lot as the girlfriend keeps asking Gwen to take off her clothes. Gwen complies and then it is time to break out the large cock shaped dildo and Gwen slowly begins to use it in herself. This video just keeps getting hotter and hotter as Gwen is urged on by the girl holding the camera. Gwen finally gives in and has a wonderful orgasm and you will be happy you watched this video. Read More Click Here!Movie Gallery From Lesbian HardcorePosted on 2008-Apr-27 at 05:07 - 0 Comments - Post Comment - Link
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We couldn’t believe our eye when Peaches walked into our offices. She told us how she really didn’t have much experience with sex but that she wanted the money to go to University. No problem, with her unbelievably gorgeous tits, small hard nipples and a pussy that look liked it was sculpted by a god, we couldn’t wait to see her in action. She may not have had much experience but she knew how to handle a big fat cock in her mouth, and her pussy was so tight our guy almost came too fast! When he finally let his load fly he covered her face with his messy man milk and Jana takes it all in stride and even pops his cock back in her mouth to clean him off! Read More Click Here!Hot Teen 3-some Action!Posted on 2008-Apr-26 at 11:45 - 0 Comments - Post Comment - Link
When Ksusha has her boyfriend over for a little fun she never expected her best friend to come strolling in during the action. But that is exactly what happens and her boyfriend has the time of his life. Both these eager girls suck him and offer up their tight lil twat to his hard cock! Read More Click Here!Barely Legal Banged AssPosted on 2008-Apr-26 at 11:45 - 0 Comments - Post Comment - Link
Honey is one of those cute teen girls that will make you blush as you watch her take off her clothes. Just imagine what it is like to watch her suck an older mans cock and then give her cute little but up to get banged. This dude has no problem knocking the bottom outta this ass as he throws it in her deep! The lucky guy even ends it by blowing his load on her tits. Read More Click Here!KarinTeasePosted on 2008-Apr-24 at 05:30 - 0 Comments - Post Comment - LinkMy friends keep telling my I'm such a fucking tease coz I love to flirt with them and then give them the cold shoulder when they want to get it on. Yeah, I really am a tease and I enjoy flirting with strangers. Maybe that's why I enjoy being in front of my webcam so much coz I get so turned on when people chat with me and talk dirty to me. But unlike what I do to my friends, I always putout when I'm online and in a private show. It's really up to you to turn me on and make me go wild coz, trust me, getting naked is the least you'd see when I'm horny. Come and see more now! September Scott - On The Roof TopPosted on 2008-Apr-16 at 11:42 - 0 Comments - Post Comment - Link
So, I’m always looking for new places to do photo shoots. Today, we couldn’t find any. The local park was crawling with people everywhere. My secret place down by the river, wasn’t so secret anymore. There were dozens of people fishing there. My photographer friend told me he was going to make a quick stop at the local strip mall. I was waiting inside the car when I noticed the ladder up to the roof. When my friend got back, I told him I had found a place. He looked at my a little weird at first - but I’m used to that. LOL. Click here to check out the hot pictures from that afternoon on top of the roof. It was so weird taking the pictures up there. It was actually kind of hot in more ways than one. We were so close to people, I could hear people talking all the time but they couldn’t see us. They had no idea how much fun I was having up on the roof. Of course, you can see all my photos from all my outdoor adventures - visit my site today! See Semptember Scott Naked Now! Click Here!!Kitty Karsen - At The CreekPosted on 2008-Apr-16 at 11:42 - 0 Comments - Post Comment - Link
It’s getting to that point of summer where there’s really nothing to do. Some of my friends have already left for college, others are so busy they don’t seem to have time to anything fun. It’s days like this where I could just sit inside my air conditioned house, laying on the couch watching bad television. But that’s really not healthy and really not fun. I’ll be able to do that in the middle of winter, so today I decided to head out to the creek near my house. Check out these semi-naughty pictures I took of me just hanging out by the water. If you want to see the really good pictures, you’ll have to visit my website. Don’t worry, it won’t hurt, I won’t bite - unless you want me to. LOL. But yeah, my website is filled with lots of pictures and videos of me just being me - fooling around, being silly and oh yeah masturbating. You know the usual things eighteen year old girls do. See Kitty Karsen Naked Now! Click Here!!Culture Shock Ch. 23 (final)Posted on 2008-Apr-6 at 12:59 - 0 Comments - Post Comment - LinkTags: real-life, reality, BDSM, D/s From online to real-life in 23 chapters.Elaine watched as Gary refolded the contract and slipped it into his jacket pocket. She’d confirmed it was the same one, signed it, and barely said a prayer before it was gone. The ink wasn’t even dry. She shivered.
more stories on Adult Blog Directory Gary turned to her and slowly smiled. “I should say something profound, shouldn’t I?” Elaine nodded. “Y… Yes.” “In a minute.” Reaching behind her head, he slid his fingers into her silky hair and said, “I want to kiss you first.” Elaine’s scalp prickled. Her eyes closed, a shudder running through her body. Gary’s grip tightened, but Elaine was shocked that it wasn’t painful. It made her dizzy. Maybe it’s the adrenaline… Ohhh… Her neck was gently but insistently bent backward and Elaine could hardly breathe! Her lips parted and she couldn’t think. His demanding mouth took her and her heart stopped beating! Like a rag doll she surrendered, tightly clinging to his warm body. His mouth was her chocolate, and his hot, swirling tongue heated her from within. Around her ribs his free hand held her, his thumb on the bodice, his fingers pressed into her bare skin. Pulsating anxiety mixed with devastating pleasure. Elaine’s resolve was crushed as his lips crushed hers. She yielded. With a single heady kiss, Elaine’s self-control was washed away in a flood of passion. The contract she had signed seemed a distant memory. She was HIS. When at last the kiss ended, Elaine was breathing hard, her head spinning, her body shaking. Opening her eyes, she realised their faces were just inches apart. Time stood still. Elaine saw the corners of his mouth slowly turn into a smile. Nervously she smiled back. “I enjoyed that,” he whispered. She blushed hotly. “M… Me too.” “I could tell,” he said quietly, his fingers sliding from her hair. Elaine wished she could run around the block screaming her head off, just to release the tension! She felt like a wound up spring, about to explode at a moment’s notice. Her chest was heaving and she wondered if the shaking she felt on the inside was noticeable in her hands. She didn’t want to look! She blinked and tried to concentrate. Gary was looking at her curiously. Should I say something? She had to swallow before forming words. “I… I don’t know what to say.” “Then say nothing. Enjoy the moment, Elaine. Breathe. Submit.” ‘Doing as she was told’ never felt so good. Such power in so few words. Like a talisman she was drawn to them, breathing deeply. Submit. “I didn’t bring you flowers,” Gary said, reaching into his other breast pocket. “I… I wasn’t expecting-” Her words died as he produced a slim faux-gold box about as long as a pen and twice as wide. She hoped he didn’t spend too much, then wondered what she was thinking. Handing it to Elaine, he said, “Perhaps a gift will make you feel less nervous.” He chuckled. “But I doubt it.” Inside the metal box Elaine found a simple strip of soft, black kid leather. It was folded over on itself and she took it out, discovering it to be a very basic choker for her neck. Holding it in her shaking hands, she looked up at Gary questioningly. “While wearing it, you may consider yourself ‘mine’.” She looked down at it. “A… A collar?” “Of course.” She tried putting it on immediately and fumbled with the clasp. Her fingers felt numb. “Here,” said Gary, beckoning for it. “Let me.” She thought she’d get it in another second and tried again and missed. She was about to try again. “Elaine.” Looking up at Gary’s stern face, she wondered what the hell she was doing. “It would be my pleasure to fix it for you. Understand? My pleasure.” His face softened. “Surely it is not your wish to deny me my pleasure.” “No!” Elaine gasped, dropping the choker into his hands. Trying to redeem herself, she looked up at him and said, “I mean… I’m sorry. No, Sir.” She spun in place, swallowing as wet silk bunched under her ass, tugging against her most sensitive skin. Her breath came thick and fast. She put a hand behind her head, suddenly wishing her hair were longer. Gary held the choker against her neck, taking his time and leaning into her ear. “You may call me, ‘Sir’, anywhere but in public.” With an audible ‘click’ the clasp locked and Elaine shivered. She had to get a hold of herself. I can’t believe I’m fucking this up! She turned back to him, unable to meet his eyes. “Th… Thank you for reminding me.” Elaine touched the choker with her fingertips. It was so soft. “And… And thank you for believing in me.” She looked up at him, hoping her words met with his approval. He nodded before glancing toward a movement away from their table. Elaine followed his eyes and saw Chelsea approaching. Gary leaned down, whispering as Chelsea got closer and closer, “I bet you’re sopping fucking wet, aren’t you?” Chelsea asked if they were ready to place their orders. Gary closed his menu and raised his eyebrow at Elaine. God, he already knows what he wants! Holding the leather-bound ‘Carte du Jour’ in her hands, the words swam and she saw French everywhere. She hadn’t had a chance to look at it yet, had she? She couldn’t even remember! She didn’t think she’d be able to make a decision anytime soon. If ever! Sensing her predicament, or perhaps even fostering it, Gary offered, “If it meets with your approval, it would be my pleasure to order for you.” If nothing else, Elaine was a quick learner. She instantly relented. It would be his pleasure… “Please… I… I can’t decide…” And I wish my fucking thighs would stop twitching! How could she explain what was happening to her? She couldn’t understand it herself. Something had changed. Something had been tweaked. Gary was harder. More driven. Sitting next to him, bearing the full force of him, was an awe-inspiring experience. Elaine needed to pay attention. She watched him in profile as he read from the menu and Chelsea scribbled. His French was very good. I have to let go. I… I’m going to let him do anything he wants… Chelsea disappeared and Gary turned back to Elaine, their thighs barely touching. He picked up his glass and urged her to do likewise. He proposed another toast. “To opening the door.” They clinked glasses and Elaine took a large, fortifying sip. The wine was superb. She wondered if it somehow tasted better because of what was happening. Putting down his glass, Gary looked at Elaine and asked, “What’s on your mind?” Elaine swallowed. Haltingly she replied, “I’m just amazed… at um, at everything.” Gary smiled. “And your cunt?” Fuck! Elaine’s pussy pulsed rapidly, as if answering his question. “It’s… ridiculous.” “Ridiculous?” Butterflies took flight. Elaine clenched her thighs together. Her cheeks felt like they’d turned crimson. Her mouth was a desert and she licked her lips. It was true. She was burning up. No matter what was going through her mind, her body had its own ideas. She knew things would change once she was Gary’s, but she hadn’t expected the avalanche that even now seemed to be gathering pace. Or had she? What the hell DID I expect? She mumbled, “I’m so fucking hot it’s insane.” Suddenly Gary’s hand was caressing her face, lightly gliding over the soft skin of her cheek. “That’s better,” he whispered. “You can be very pleasing when you allow it. Remember you are with your Dominant, Elaine. Everything is all right. Trust me. Let go. Relax.” Turning his hand over and brushing her cheek with the back of his fingers, he said, “We’ll enjoy a nice meal, then I’ll take you away from here and do nasty things to you.” He wiggled his eyebrows and Elaine giggled. She was amazed. She had a feeling that ‘the Gary’ she knew from the Internet, had not been the whole picture. When he wiggled his brows, Elaine was reminded of the many laughs they’d had in their late night conversations. The way his dominance over her intensified after she had signed the contract had been obvious, and she had to admit, not completely surprising. She simply hadn’t expected the intensity of it. Apart from some of the good-natured teasing, and a few moments that had caused her jaw to drop, the online experience was nothing like this. She couldn’t compare what was happening to anything, and could only judge according to how it made her feel. And when Gary had said, ‘…do nasty things to you,’ a surge of electricity had radiated out across her skin, raising every tiny fine hair on her body. Words leapt from her mouth before she’d given them a second thought. “How do you know what I want? How can you know me so well?” Gary took her chin in his hand, looking deeply into Elaine’s eyes. Seconds passed before he spoke evenly. “I see it in your eyes… In your eyes and in your voice. In the words you choose. And in the way you say them. The way you listen… The way you react… We connect, Elaine. We’re on the same page. We are on the same side. Both of us want the same things…. Honesty. Our choices respected. To live our lives as we see fit.” He smiled down at her. “We know this because we’ve talked about it. We are here, now, because we want to give to the other what they want and need.” Elaine nodded, remembering the conversations they’d had. He is going to stick to my list. He’s not going to hurt me in any way I can’t handle. He said he’d be gentle. He’ll explain everything. God. He hasn’t changed. It’s just… more. But it was so much more it was almost completely different. Elaine felt like she’d arrived on another planet. A place with different rules. A place that was exciting and dangerous. Ominous. Looking up at Gary, there was still softness there. She could see it in the deep brown eyes that were staring back at her. Strangely, in spite of the passionate storm she sensed was brewing, Elaine felt safe with him. He would look after her. She had a feeling he always would. Again they were interrupted. Gary looked as keen as Elaine to have some privacy. “Here comes your roommate.” He winked. “It must be hell at home.” “Tell me about it,” she said, chuckling and shaking her head. As Chelsea approached, Elaine was captured by the smile on her face. It was somehow different. More genuine. Almost sisterly. Elaine could tell Chelsea was happy for her. It was a look she hadn’t seen before. “Fresh from the oven,” Chelsea said chirpily, placing steaming bread rolls between the two diners. “Entrée will be served shortly.” She bowed and spun on her heels, skipping away. Gary leaned back in the booth, placing his arm along the top of the backrest extending behind Elaine. The movement opened his suit jacket, exposing much of his shirt down to his waist. Elaine’s eyes travelled down his chest, inevitably ending at his crotch. There she lingered, fascinated by the big bulge whose outline she could clearly see. The sight parched her mouth. Instinctively she licked her lips then caught herself doing it and glanced up at Gary. How can I be so obvious? Elaine was trying to think of something clever to say, but she was tongue-tied. Before she had a chance to come up with anything, Gary took her by the wrist and placed her hand directly on his cock. “Since you seem to be so fascinated, I’ll let you touch me until someone comes… But not me.” He winked. Elaine blushed furiously and her breath quickened. She tried to speak, even as her fingers tentatively closed around it. Instantly he began to harden. “I…” Nothing came out. The only thing she could think was, He’s right. This is what I want. “Don’t stroke it,” he whispered. “Just squeeze gently. That’s all.” Numbly Elaine nodded, consumed by heat. Oh, my God! I’m holding his cock! And it’s getting harder… I’m making it harder! Even through the fabric of his slacks, it seemed to burn into Elaine’s hand. Before long it felt like an iron bar wrapped in warm rubber. Not warm. Hot . She froze when Chelsea and Kendra approached the table carrying the entrée. It was on fire! Gulping, Elaine quickly slid her hand off Gary’s cock and onto his thigh. She swooned. The muscles in his upper leg rippled. It was still exciting, but she couldn’t believe she’d just been holding his cock right in the middle of a restaurant. Elaine’s other hand trembled as she reached for her water. Chelsea and Kendra fussed and smiled at each other, serving from the sizzling platter. Elaine and Gary glanced at each other. He winked again and she blushed hard. Once they were done serving, Chelsea offered cracked pepper and Elaine could only nod, her mouth too dry to trust with speech. She then replenished their wineglasses and Kendra their water. Gary seemed unaffected by Elaine’s hand on his leg, breaking his bread and buttering half of it. But she knew better. She knew he was hard. When her roommates left them to the entrée, Gary picked up a small fork and began feeding Elaine. She found it intimate and sexy. And she could keep her hand on his leg, which she was thoroughly enjoying. Opening her mouth for her third forkful, Gary asked if she liked the escargot. She had to admit it was heavenly. Gently she drew her nails up his thigh, not really sure what she was doing. Gary was unmoved, even as her fingertips moved higher and higher on the inside of his thigh. She froze, stifling a gasp as the edge of her hand bumped against his still hard cock. God… The heat of it… Tightening her grip on his thigh again, Elaine lightly dug in her nails and felt his cock twitch. She bet it was huge. And she was so wet. She had to stop clenching her thighs together. Gary cleared his throat and smiled at her. “I’ll let you touch my cock again…” Anticipating his permission, Elaine had started lifting her hand. Gary covered it with his own. “If you beg nicely.” She shuddered, the words catching in her throat. “I…” “Such a dirty girl,” he whispered. “Beg.” “I… I want to touch it again. P… Please let me. It’s so hard… and hot. I… I just want to touch it a little more, please…” He placed her hand on his cock and said, “When we’re alone, be prepared.” Trembles of trepidation and uncontrollable pleasure ran through Elaine’s body. With her fingers again tightening around his steely hardness, Elaine was offered another morsel on the end of the silver fork. The delicious soft meat melted in her mouth and she allowed the low moan that had been building in her chest to escape. “Mmmmmmm…” Gary chuckled and put down the fork. Elaine swallowed rapidly as he reached up and slid his index finger between her lips. She wrapped her tongue around the invading digit, sucking it gently and looking into Gary’s eyes. His cock throbbed in her hand and she thought it was the hottest thing ever. “You want to suck me, don’t you, dirty girl?” Elaine nodded slowly and sucked harder on his finger. Breathing fast through her nose, she had to will herself not to grab his wrist and pull it further in. Gary instead pulled it free and whispered, “If you ask nicely, I’ll let you suck me before I fuck you.” “I… I…” Argh! “I bet you’ll be a good cocksucker. Enthusiastic and eager to learn. Are you going to be my eager little cocksucker, Elaine?” Her cheeks burned. “Y… Yes…” “That’s nice, but not what I was expecting.” Elaine glanced around. No one was nearby. She grit her teeth, determined to say the words she knew he wanted to hear. “Please… Please let me suck you. I want to be your eager little c… cocksucker. I want to do it. I’ll… I’ll do anything.” Her pussy was spasming and blood was pounding in her ears. She hadn’t realised she’d begun stroking Gary’s cock through his pants, but he had. “That’s better,” he said, taking Elaine’s wrist and moving her hand back onto his thigh. "When you know my needs more intimately, you’ll know what you can do and when you can do it. Until then, use your commonsense. If you’re unsure, ask. If it can’t wait, interrupt me. In my mind, into the future, your concerns will always come first. Unless of course,” he said, patting her hand. “Allowing you to continue wastes a huge load of cum.” He winked. “Th… Thank you, Sir,” Elaine said breathlessly, surprised at her choice of words. If only I wasn’t so desperately horny I could think straight… Her fingertips were tingling. The feeling of his cock lingered. If he’d asked her to suck him right there under the table, she would have! She squirmed on the hot leather, gasping at the mess she was making of her dress. It felt like it was plastered to her ass! “Keep your knees six inches apart.” Prising them apart was torture. “Ohhh,” she moaned under her breath. “Once I open you up, I’m going to fuck you hard,” Gary murmured, his eyes glazing. “I… I want…” Elaine said mindlessly. “You want?” Elaine tried to concentrate through her sexual haze. “I… I mean, I want you to help me… to show me…. Please…” She was dying to give him pleasure, to make him moan. “I want you to make me do what you want. I’ll do it. Willingly. Just… Just tell me what it is.” To Elaine’s mind came a vision of herself on her knees before him, sucking him and stroking him and making him cum all over her. “God…” she gasped. Her pussy clenched, her clit spasmed and her nipples throbbed all at once. Somehow she kept her knees apart as scalding heat flooded her body. She was hotter and wetter than she’d ever been. Talking about having sex, aloud, was far more exciting than she’d ever imagined it would be. Catching her breath, she struggled to compose herself. She tingled all over and wondered if she’d had a small orgasm. Shifting her position, she dragged her nipples across the stiffened back of the bodice and almost moaned again. “You’ll get the chance to demonstrate your enthusiasm,” said Gary. “Your impatience is pleasing.” It barely registered that they had finished the entrée. Gary used his cloth napkin, and with shaking hands Elaine used hers. She melted as he put his arm around her, drawing her to him. He kissed her lips gently before he spoke. “We have a long night ahead of us.” Elaine sighed. “What is it?” Gary asked. “I’m…” She swallowed. Her mouth was so dry. “I’m going to embarrass myself in this dress. I’ve soaked right through it.” “Don’t worry,” said Gary, sipping his wine. “I have a coat in the car.” Elaine stared in disbelief. “Y… You do?” “Sure. I told you I’d cover you. I’ll get it before we leave. Stop worrying.” Elaine couldn’t help herself. She reached up with both hands and brought his face down to hers, kissing him lightly all over it. His lips. His eyes. The tip of his nose. His lips again. And again. “Thank you,” she whispered, over and over between kisses. “Thank you… Thank you…” “Mmmmmm,” Gary moaned softly, putting down his glass. “Nice.” “Ahem,” said Kendra, standing by their table with a huge grin on her face. Gary and Elaine untangled while Kendra busied herself clearing away the entrée. Elaine wondered how long she’d have to wait before she could suck Gary. Maybe he’d let her suck it in the car. She wanted to feel his cock in her hands and mouth. Naked and hard and hot to stoke and suck and make him moan. She gritted her teeth. I hope I can do it… I hope he teaches me how… Elaine tried to swallow, instead reaching for her replenished glass of water. For years she had regularly masturbated to the thought of cum shooting into her mouth. She wanted to find out what it was like. She wanted to know what everything was like. Elaine was sure Gary would be pleased by her attitude. At least she knew him that well. And anyway, maybe he’d prefer to blow it all over her. She’d masturbated to that fantasy a lot too. Where had her confidence come from? Maybe it was Gary rubbing off on her. Or maybe it was his strange ability to make her open up. To be able to talk about anything verged on the bizarre. Yet she looked forward to every conversation the future held. No matter what it’s about… ********************* Chelsea and Kendra had delivered the main course, and in terrible French accents had bid Elaine and Gary, ‘Bon Appetite!’ Despite their less than impressive grasp of the French language, they had left behind a sumptuous, aromatic meal of rich sauces and pastas and seafood and salads spread across the table. Accompanied by the quiet French music and the flickering candles, Elaine wondered whether eating out would ever be the same again. She had finally begun to relax. With the knowledge that Gary had brought a coat she could wear, the snake of anxiety that had coiled around Elaine’s stomach loosened its heartbreaking grip. There was still a buzzing nervousness about what lay ahead. But at least she wasn’t going to make a fool of herself as well. Looking over the spread of food before her, she thought they’d never eat it all. Gary shook his head knowingly and suggested they eat up. Elaine wondered what he’d been thinking but her question was soon forgotten as he began explaining what she was eating and gave her brief descriptions of the regions from which the dishes originated. Elaine was very surprised by Gary’s grasp of French cuisine. As they ate, she asked him how he knew so much about France and he explained his origins; that his mother was French and had taught him all she knew. Elaine liked the fact that she didn’t know everything about Gary. She was certain she’d learn a lot more about him over the weekend. Another tremble ran through her body, but Gary was taking a mouthful and hadn’t noticed. Conversation between them ebbed and flowed as they made inroads into the mountains of food. Concentrating on the almost continuous exchange of words, Elaine’s hyper-arousal gradually decreased, along with her anxiety. Both settled down to a low background hum. The more they talked, the more she relaxed. It’s still Gary. With his expressive eyes and deep voice, it was easy to listen to him when he spoke. He was very direct and open. Elaine knew he was holding nothing back. And everything about him fascinated her. They joked and smiled and talked about their respective pasts and childhoods, remembering funny stories and anecdotes. Before long Elaine was feeling full and realised they’d been talking for almost an hour. The wine was refreshing, but she didn’t know how many glasses she’d consumed. Gary had topped it up regularly, even though he’d been drinking only water for the past half hour. Then it dawned on her. He’s getting ready. A chill ran through her veins. It wouldn’t be long before they’d be leaving. Then they’d be alone. She wondered how long the drive to his home would take. Longer than normal if Gary held to his promise of fucking her over the hood of his car. She wondered if he remembered. ‘Be prepared’. Elaine smiled and shook her head. It would be better to arrive at his place after fucking. She bit her lip, figuring she’d be a lot more receptive for whatever he might have in store. She loosened her shoulders as she finished her salad. Her nipples were swelling again. Gary spoke and she tuned in. She’d been off with the fairies. “I’ve been thinking,” he said, reaching for his water. “Yes?” Elaine replied, almost too quickly. She picked up her napkin and dabbed at the corners of her mouth. “I’ve been wondering whether, ‘Being spanked outdoors’ was on the BDSM list.” “Um,” said Elaine, suddenly aware of her dry mouth. She took a sip of wine. “I can’t remember. I don’t think so.” “If it was, how would you rate it?” “I…” Rate it? “I’d want it, um, now and then.” “Outside?” “Y… Yes.” The rush of blood to Elaine’s face was palpable. “You really want to be spanked don’t you?” “Yes,” she said softly, fussing with her cutlery. “Eyes on me,” he said. “Why?” “I don’t know,” said Elaine, paying attention. “I guess because I’m…” Gary chipped in, “A bad girl?” Elaine grinned. “Well, I do feel naughty, and a spanking seems weirdly appropriate on some level. But I was going to say was, ‘Because I’m curious’.” Gary chuckled. “I think we’ll be satisfying that curiosity soon enough.” “Y… Yes. Um… thank you,” she said nervously. “Do you like to be dominated, Elaine? Are you enjoying me, and how you feel, this evening? Is it everything you’d hoped for? Everything you’d dreamed?” “Yes. I’m… I’m blown away,” she mumbled, touching the leather choker. Elaine held her breath as his gaze intensified. He seemed to be looking right through her and she wondered if she’d said something wrong. Her heart skipped a beat as Gary slowly smiled and said, “I’m pleased. Being unsure of yourself is normal.” Without a thought, Elaine responded, “When I’m with you, I know who I am.” Gary’s warm hand held the side of Elaine’s face, his thumb making small circles on her cheekbone. She leaned into his palm, wishing the magic of this evening would never end. Gary’s arm went around her and they cuddled. He kissed her forehead and she caressed his chest through his shirt. Wow… “When we leave, just focus on me.” “O… Okay.” Her cheeks heated at a strange thought. “Um, Gary?” “Yes?” “Is it weird that the idea of ‘submitting to a spanking’ is more appealing than the spanking itself?” “Not at all,” said Gary, breaking their hug to butter the last of his bread and wipe clean his plate. “There are a number of iconic situations that almost define the sexual side of submission.” He stopped to take a bite. Elaine remained quiet, watching him think. “Laying over a Dominant’s knees for a spanking or paddling is definitely iconic. Kneeling is probably the most common one though. The use of restraints, such as being tied down on a bed, or being hung by the hands and flogged, even simply being handcuffed or blindfolded would be some of the others. Those basic situations, and variations of them, make up the vast majority of BDSM ‘play’.” Elaine nodded, listening. “So… No. It’s not weird at all. In fact, I’d say it was completely normal for a girl with, at the very least, ‘submissive tendencies’, to fantasise about such things. Particularly when you discover that the pain involved can be manipulated and controlled to the level that suits you. It certainly doesn’t need to hurt as much as you might have first imagined. Of course a lot of the excitement comes from the fact that the potential is there.” Gary finished off his bread and used his napkin again. Elaine liked how he explained things. He made her questions seem normal. She thought it was great that he could explain things without making her feel silly. She smiled up at him as he continued. “Besides ‘SSC’, there is the alternative, ‘RACK’, which is common in some communities. It stands for ‘Risk-Aware Consensual Kink’. There are always risks involved. Some minimise them by choosing not to indulge in certain lifestyle choices, such as knife-play or fire-play or needle-play, for whatever reason. Others participate, but reduce the risks through practice and safety measures. Trust is everything. But there are always risks.” “Choosing someone who knows what they are doing reduces the risks,” Elaine offered. “That’s true,” he said, sliding his fingers into her hair again. A shiver ran down her neck. “But choosing someone who makes you aware of the risks, so that you can make knowledgeable decisions about your consensuality, is what I’m talking about. For example, before I flog you, I will show you the tool and explain its function. Then we’ll talk about the risks and the things that can happen if, for example, my aim is not so good.” He winked. Elaine was trembling. “I… I don’t want anything to hurt too much.” Gary’s fingers tightened. “I know,” he said softly, looking into Elaine’s eyes. “Don’t worry. A ‘pleasurable spanking’ is not a painful, punishment situation. It’s playful and fun. Fearing the unknown is understandable. But when I spank you for the pleasure of having you over my knees, it won’t be very hard. So don’t worry.” Elaine heart was hammering. A vision of herself, squirming nakedly over his knees invaded her mind. She swallowed. “All… All right.” He leaned down and kissed her lightly on her forehead. “Unless you’re very naughty, of course.” Elaine’s breath quickened. “Um, what constitutes, ‘very naughty’?” Gary let go of her hair. “Between us we’ll figure it out. Mainly things you wouldn’t think of doing at this stage, such as inattention to my SSC directions; refusing to follow them; or disrespecting or provoking me. Things like that. It all depends on the situation and the circumstances. Most of the time you’ll realise you’ve done something wrong, sometimes even as you do it. Punishment is all part of learning about Dominance and submission and where you fit in. It’s not really something you can avoid when you lack experience. And that’s okay. In the future, it is highly likely you’ll be punished less and less as you begin to meet and exceed my expectations. In the meantime, you know I’m not a severe, sadistic Master. I’m going to keep a close eye on you to make sure I don’t treat you in any way that would exceed what I intend, or any more than you could stand.” “Th… Thank you. Again.” Elaine quickly sipped her wine. “The intention of punishment is to pay your penance and to assuage your guilt. It needs to be proportional to the sin, but also proportional to the guilt, to meet it and quash it, and not exceed it. At this stage we don’t know much about your tolerance of pain so it’ll be interesting. Who knows? You might even want a harder spanking once you’ve had a pleasurable one.” “Do you think?” Gary chuckled and sipped his water. “I don’t know. But we’ll have fun finding out.” Elaine swallowed. “I… I guess.” “Here comes the Maitre’d.” Elaine had been fidgeting with her napkin and she sat up straight, placing it on the tablecloth as the Frenchman strolled up to them. He nodded at Gary before turning to Elaine. “Did Mademoiselle enjoy her Salade L’épinards avec Vinaigrette de Framboise?” Gary leaned into her ear and whispered, “The salad.” Elaine wanted to giggle as she thought, ‘Spanking to salad in four-point-two seconds!’ “Oh, yes. It was delightful.” “And Les escargots Bourguignonne?” “The snails.” Gary winked. Elaine elbowed him gently. “Oof!” he acted, grabbing his ribs. “I’ll be coming back for those,” she said, grinning. “Okay then. I trust you will enjoy the fine Cognac that will be served with coffee.” “Thank you.” Elaine sat back and listened, her jaw dropping as the Frenchman turned his attention back to Gary. Amazingly, the two men launched into a brief conversation in completely fluent French. Far from feeling left out, Gary took Elaine’s hand and placed it back on his thigh while he was talking. He covered it with his own and slid each of his fingers between hers. The Maitre‘d suddenly bowed and bid them good evening before disappearing. In moments Kendra was clearing their table and Chelsea was asking if they were interested in dessert. Elaine and Gary looked at each other and shook their heads simultaneously. Elaine was feeling giddy, anticipation returning with a rush. Gary ordered coffees for them both. 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It happened so quickly Elaine still had her answer on the tip of her tongue. After passing Elaine a small tumbler of liqueur, again Gary asked, “What are you ready for?” Elaine took a slow breath, gazing up at him. “Anything that pleases you.” “I see,” said Gary, a smile in the corner of his mouth. “Anything, eh?” “Anything SSC.” “Squeeze your thighs together until I tell you to stop.” “Ohhh…” She almost spilt her Cognac. “You’re getting good at this.” Elaine’s breath caught in her chest, coming out in short shudders. “I… I know what I want,” she managed, putting down her liqueur, her hand shaking. “Knees apart, twelve inches.” Elaine panted. Twelve. Now I feel dirty. She creamed at the thought. Gary took Elaine’s hands in his. “And I know what I want. I want to give you an experience that you will never forget. One you will crave again and again. One you will masturbate to when you are lying in your bed remembering what I did. I want you to desperately want this, all of it. Because I want you… So be truthful with me. Always. Do things because you want to do them. Don’t lie. Don’t pretend.” Trembling with a combination of anxiety and excitement, Elaine could at least discern Gary’s subtle reference to his ex. She looked down at his hands so tightly holding hers. “I promise I won’t. I’ll always be honest with you,” she said, again looking up at him. She had to blink away a tear. “Always.” “Good girl.” Elaine had the feeling she’d seen a more vulnerable side of Gary than she might see in a long while. He picked up his coffee and nodded, urging her to follow suit. She sipped dutifully. Then she had a thought. “May I ask a question?” “You may.” “Thank you.” She swallowed. “What… What am I doing right?” Gary didn’t hesitate. “You are being yourself.” Elaine couldn’t help the need for reassurance. She was new to this! Her skin prickled. “Earlier… you asked whether I wanted to ‘know’.” He nodded. “What…” She cleared her throat. “What do you want to do to me?” He leaned into her ear and blew softly into it. He kissed it, then ran his tongue around the edge of it. By the time he was gently sucking the lobe Elaine was shaking. She had to bite her lip to stop from moaning. Her eyes fluttered closed as Gary whispered, “I want to do everything to you. I want to tease you until you can’t stand it. I want to use you to the point of exhaustion. I want to take you to the places you’ve ached to be. And I want to teach you all you want to learn.” He sat back up, leaving Elaine breathless and tingling to her toes. Her pussy was clenching uncontrollably. She carefully picked up her Cognac, taking a big slug of it. “Y… You always say the right thing.” He winked. From the shadows Kendra appeared, offering more coffee. Gary declined and so did Elaine. They drained what was left in their cups and Kendra cleared away the table. Before she left, Gary asked for the check and Elaine started to panic. Here we go…. When Kendra was gone, Gary said, “I’ll go get my coat for you. I’ll be back in a moment.” Elaine barely had time to nod before he’d stood and left the table. She shivered as she watched him walk away. When he comes back, we’ll be leaving… She held up her hands to examine them. They were shaking violently. Chelsea strode to the table urgently, placing the check to the side and gasping, “Well? Is everything okay? Are you going through with it?” Elaine hid her hands. “Y… Yes. I’m just nervous.” “I’m sure it’ll be wonderful. Call us in the morning and tell us you’re okay. Please?” “Okay,” said Elaine. “I will. And um, thanks. Tonight was wonderful.” Chelsea was smiling that sisterly smile again. “Anytime. I better skedaddle. Have fun.” Gary passed Chelsea on his way back to the table. He handed Elaine his coat and sat down beside her. “Probably a good idea to put that on before you go to the bathroom. And I’d suggest you go.” Elaine didn’t need prompting. She’d been busting for an hour. Draping his coat around her shoulders, she took a calming breath. “Thank you, Gary. I’ll be back soon.” She shuffled around the table and stood, adjusting his coat to ensure her modesty before grabbing her purse and heading for the bathroom. She’d just finished washing her hands when Kendra burst through the door. Elaine giggled. She was half-expecting it this time. But she hadn’t expected Kendra to rush up to her and hug her so tightly. Into Elaine’s ear Kendra gasped, “You’re coming back, aren’t you?” Elaine laughed softly and held Kendra back by her shoulders. “Coming back? What do you mean?” “I don’t know,” she said, sighing. “I just get the feeling this is more serious than you are letting on.” Elaine shook her head. “Maybe it is. I’m not sure yet. But I have no plans to move out.” “Thank God. I mean… I’m happy for you and everything. I…” Kendra was struggling for words. “I’m going to need friends. I’d like to keep the good ones.” “You’re a nut, Kendra.” “Don’t you start.” She grinned and hugged Elaine again. “Why are you wearing his coat?” Elaine blushed. “Long story.” “Um, okay. So you’re all right? Everything is working out?” “Everything’s fine,” Elaine said, fixing her lipstick in the mirror. “I’ll tell you all about it when I get home on Sunday night. Well, I’ll tell you everything I can work up the nerve to tell you.” “I’ll get a bottle of champagne. That should loosen your tongue.” “I’d love that,” said Elaine softly, turning away from the mirror. “I’ll have it on ice.” They shared a moment before Elaine said, “I better get back.” “Yes,” said Kendra. “Sorry. I just wanted to make sure everything was all right.” “Thanks, Kendra. You can be a sweetheart.” “Don’t tell anyone.” She winked. “I won’t,” said Elaine, grinning. “Oh, and I told Chelsea I’d call in the morning, so don’t worry.” “Good,” said Kendra, holding open the bathroom door. “I was going to ask you to do that.” They stood outside the entrance and Elaine kissed Kendra’s cheek. “Thanks for worrying about me. I’ll be fine. He’s… He’s a good man.” “Then you’re lucky to have found him.” Elaine smiled at Kendra’s sage words. “Wish me luck?” “Good luck! Talk to you tomorrow!” Kendra disappeared around the corner, in a hurry to resume her duties. Elaine was left standing in the dim light outside the ladies bathroom. Her heart started pounding again as she looked in the direction of the table. Gary was seated behind a divider between the booths and she couldn’t see him. But she knew he was there, waiting for her. She went to take a step and almost stumbled. Her legs felt weak and she put her hand up against the wall to steady herself. 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It’s about using the tools at my disposal to bring you pleasure and sensations the likes of which you’ve only dreamed.” Elaine felt her knees getting weak again. “It’s about providing you with the space to be the person you want to be. I don’t want to change you. I don’t want to alter who you are. And I don’t want you to think you have to change to please me. I like you just the way you are. The things you learn will add to you. They won’t take anything away.” “Won’t I feel differently about things? My life will change, won’t it?” He caressed her cheek. “Life has a tendency to evolve from one day to the next. Sometimes it’s so slow it’s almost unnoticeable. Other times it’s sudden. Sometimes it’s imposed on us. Sometimes it’s a choice. Whichever way it happens, life continues to evolve. Nothing stays the same forever.” Elaine hugged him tightly. Her nerves were frazzled. She wanted to stop worrying. And she was grappling with the little self-control she’d retained. Yet she couldn’t wait to get out of her damned dress. The bodice was driving her nipples nuts. She’d only just cleaned up ‘downstairs’ and already her juices were flowing. What was it he’d said? Relax, breathe, submit… Let go. She took a few deep breaths. He was right. Nothing stayed the same forever. One day, she’d probably look back and shake her head at how anxious she’d been. He smiled at her. “Feeling better?” Elaine slipped her arms inside his jacket, wrapping them around his warm torso. She wanted to pull his shirt out of his pants to get at his broad, muscular back but she didn’t dare. Her mouth was so dry she had to lick her lips before speaking. “All… All along I’ve been worried about the moment when we’d finally be alone. But I’ve had it wrong… I’ve just realised that I can’t relax until we’re alone,” Elaine said, her eyes sparkling. “If you’re feeling THAT confident, then I must be doing something wrong.” Elaine whispered, “You haven’t done anything wrong.” “If you keep squirming around, I might slip up.” Elaine smirked heatedly. She hoped she was getting to him. When she pressed against him, she wondered if he’d even notice she was subtly moving. His cock felt so good against her. The contact was electric. “I’m sorry. I… I can’t help it,” she breathed. Gary’s eyes darkened. “Let’s get out of here.” He turned her around, and her head spun. In a flash they were walking toward the double doors at the front of the restaurant. Elaine was filled with dire apprehension, even as she snuggled under Gary’s protective arm. Thank God he’s holding onto me , she thought, her balance wavering. The Maitre’d was standing by the front door. Chelsea and Kendra were also waiting for them, grinning as they approached. 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She smiled and said, “So… Take care of yourself.” Elaine took another deep breath. “I will.” The moment was coming. She broke out in goose bumps. Kendra glanced over at Gary again and, apparently satisfied he wasn’t listening, whispered, “Do you have lube? They never think of lube…” Elaine and Chelsea looked at Kendra and nearly cracked up laughing. Remembering the feel of him, Elaine bit her lip. Leaning toward her roommates and smiling as they did likewise, she whispered, “I um… I actually did remember it, but I so don’t think I’m gonna need it.” “Hussy,” said Chelsea, grinning. “Slut,” giggled Kendra. “Bitches,” Elaine retorted, poking out her tongue. With an exchange of completely inappropriate words, Elaine had never felt closer to her roommates. They smiled at each other and hugged, cheek to cheek. Elaine was sure she wouldn’t be able to tell them all about the weekend, but she smiled at the thought. They probably wouldn’t have believed her anyway. “Thank you for looking after us,” interrupted Gary. He was standing over the girls and their impromptu apartment meeting broke up with squeezes of hands and touches on Elaine’s cheek. They stepped backward and bowed, saying, “You’re welcome.” Elaine smiled at Chelsea and she smiled back, nodding once. Kendra silently mouthed, ‘Be careful,’ and touched her heart. Elaine felt like crying. She swallowed, nodded, and held her nerve. Gary took her hand, hijacking her attention. When her eyes met his, he asked, “Shall we make tracks?” “Yes,” she said breathlessly, curling her fingers around his. “Then let’s go.” To the Maitre’d, and to Chelsea and Kendra, Gary said, “Thank you again for a perfect evening.” Elaine agreed, squeezing his hand and turning to their hosts, adding, “Yes. Thank you.” In moments the bell above the door rang as it closed behind them and Elaine and Gary were welcomed by the sultry blanket of the late summer evening. 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I think she half-choked..."What didn't he say!" she replied. "He thought that Jenna was just so hot and that none of the other girls could hold a candle to her....I think that was the phrase he used." "Hmm, so the guy has taste" I thought to myself. This was panning-out as a major re-think. I mean I could hardly disappoint her greatest fan could I? "Well maybe....just one last fling," I said to her. I heard the swift intake of breath. She probably punched the air with a "Yes" too! "I'll make it up to you Noel," she whispered teasingly before hanging up. So bad was my subsequent fit of shaking, it was all I could do to depress the "end call" button. Kyles was home later that night but I didn't tell her the inquest had been re-opened. First thing the next morning I had to pick up Jenna from her sleep-over and take the two of them to school. Needless to say, following a brief discussion in the rear seat, Kylie ever the spokesperson, asked hopefully just as we pulled up at the main gates, "Had any second thoughts dad?" I told them I had recanted my stance on the subject, but just this once and not to take it as carte blanche from here-on in. The squeals of delight, kisses and shoulder-hugs that followed that little statement necessitated my explaining to various parental onlookers, "It's OK Guys, we're just a really close family!" Just as a few staid older parents were glancing my way frowning upon such open affection, Warwick pulled up behind me. Brianna was out the passenger's door like a flash and leaning-in to give me the most passionate kiss on the lips, before linking arms with my two girls, the three of them winging it up the grass verge. The frowns gave way to astonished stares - I think I made the "likely paedophiles list" that morning. Warwick came over and leant on the hood. "You and the girls dropping by tomorrow?" he asked. I had little cause to wonder which of those two were the higher on his wish-list. "Sure thing," I replied, " Looking forward to it." "Good man," he mumbled, "Get there as early as you can...let's make a day of it." I was going to ask if he meant a "day of them" but thought better of it. Already I was seeing white-hot scenarios forming on the periphery of my imagination. I simply shook hands and swung back into the morning gridlock. How hot was that Saturday morning? Just knowing I was going to see my two pretty young daughters getting likely stripped and fucked silly within hours was pulse-raising stuff. God-knows what the anticipation factor was doing to them. I knew now how Jerry and Warwick must have felt driving their girls to these parties all this time. We didn't actually exchange that many words all morning - not a lot you can say when you stop to think about it. Kylie and Jenna both did themselves up like hot little teen teases, absolutely tasteful to be sure...but still no mistaking the sluttish-intent. Teased-up hair, short and tight (matching) skirts with tops that would undeniably give on-going credence to the "twin sister" myth. Lightest touch of make-up, eye shadow and lip gloss and sexy little black strapped shoes. It goes without saying we went very close to be extremely late getting there - they were that hot! I guarantee they felt like slipping a hand up inside one another's knickers the entire trip there and yes, I did check that possibility in the rear view mirror...it simply didn't happen. Warwick's house is barely ten minutes from our place. I've never been so glad to get somewhere! No sooner had I parked than the girls were unbuckled and out the back doors. I watched them mingle with several other familiar faces. Brittany and Louise were already there with their dads as were Brianna and Caitlin, another little bubbly blonde from Kylie's home-room. Jerry pretty much followed me in to the drive-way not two minutes later and I had barely been able to extricate myself from the driver's seat, before Michelle flung her arms around me and gave me the warmest of hugs. I indicated the side gate through which my girls had just walked. With her beautiful blonde hair trailing off her shoulders, she took off after them. Jerry, seeing me alone in the car enquired with not a little trepidation in his voice. "Aren't Kylie and Jenna with you?" "Relax Jer," I countered, "They're here. No need to throw a nervy turn!" "Thank God," he muttered, then realizing how desperate he must have sounded. "It's just they your girls are so damn hot, I was kinda looking forward to...." "Yeah, you don't have to explain Jer," I cut him off, "Don't wanna hear all the gruesome little details." He looked somewhat embarrassed. "Besides," I continued, "Got a few plans for Michelle myself - probably nothing you'd want to hear about either." He half-smiled. "Oh, I dunno about that!" Damn, he was more twisted than I'd imagined! Warwick's place was way smaller than the previous venues, but with a huge rear garden. To compensate for the impracticality of housing thirty odd guests in a multiplicity of rooms indoors, he had hired a huge marquee that had been professionally set-up on the rear lawn. With the block pretty much secluded by cedars, complete privacy was maintained. Within, one had the option of sitting on scatter-rugs, portable lounges, ordinary chairs, the occasional 'day and night' or freshly cut lawn, all of which were to be put to good use. To any neighboring observer it would simply appear to be a teenage birthday party in progress. A small "bar" had been set up on a couple of trestles and most every adult gravitated towards that little area to begin with, while the girls giggled and chatted in small groups within the cavernous venue. This time it appeared more than the usual number of mothers were in attendance - I counted at least six. And they say women are the fairer sex? It promised to be an 'interesting' afternoon. I was mid-way through my first chardonnay, keeping an eye on Kylie and Jenna who were at that stage, chatting animatedly within a small mixed group down the far end of the marquee, when my burgeoning fears were arrested as George and Larissa were ushered in through the main flap. Both made their way over to me immediately. Shaking George's outstretched hand I had to admire Larissa's absolutely stunning appearance. Simple but immaculately fitting dark blue dress, that clung to her like a devoted lover. Long enough to be tasteful, short enough to bring on an erection, a thin black belt highlighted her slim waist. The dress' one concession to outright sexual-tease - a micro zip that ran hem to crotch. (How many trips up and down had that recorded on the way to Warwick's place I wondered?) Her dark hair was perfectly groomed as always and swept back at the sides with small clips that were hidden beneath small frangipani. She was a living doll. Larissa hugged me and took my hand - George seemed quite at ease with her familiarity, simply asking, "Are your two here Noel?" I pointed out the little group down the far end and he high-tailed it in that general direction. For some reason, I really liked George - way ahead of Jerry and Warwick if the truth be known. That he had infinitely more taste and finesse was beyond question. The thought of him and my two girls - either separately or together - really kick-started some serious adrenalin flow. For now though, I had other things and other fantasies on my mind. Finding an unoccupied chair close by, I drew Larissa down on to my lap. Just looking at her was a privilege. Exactly what was going on with us I don't know but I sensed she felt it and as far as I could tell, definitely wasn't fighting it. I told her how beautiful she was and kissed her. A girl doesn't respond like she did unless something is there on-site to cause it. More than anything else, I wanted to take her home and to spend hours showing her how much I loved her. Speaking of which, I could pretty well see right down her top at that angle. My right hand encircled her left breast and squeezed it gently. She snuggled-in more to give me better access. Oblivious to anyone else who may have been watching, I slipped my hand down inside her top where just a hint of light-blue bra was teasing my vision. So warm was she there, I felt her nipple growing even as I rubbed it softly between thumb and forefinger. Her hips wriggled slightly on my lap and reminded immediately of the proximity of that little zip, I just had to misbehave. Maybe she had worked on it with the WD40, but so easily did it unzip, her soft thighs were exposed in the blink of an eye. Murmuring as I placed a hand on her leg, some six inches above her knee, she parted her legs slightly - enough lets say, to make visible the edge of the hottest little silky blue panties she must have been able to find in that third drawer down. Cute as they were, it wasn't the "edge" of them I was thinking about.....more like dead center. Now we were on the home straight. As I rubbed her pussy beneath the soft material, she just looked up at me pleadingly. I didn't need an expert in body-language to translate for me. With my right hand now fully inside her bra in charge of back-up, I managed to slip three fingers beneath the hem of her knickers, two of which negotiated the short trip to the main portal with consummate ease. Once inside, I was taking no prisoners. So hot was she, I was almost relegated to being a 'bit' player. Eyes glazed, I know she wanted physiological input other than fingers right about then, but I was determined to tease her stupid. I felt her vaginal muscles gripping my fingers as I pushed in deeply whilst my thumb commenced a rhythmical, though pressured stimulation of her clitoral bud. I really was being cruel....stopping at crucial moments just to tell her how lovely she was. She was gasping with a need to cum and so I relented and began rubbing her hard enough that she just spread her legs, bringing on the big-o with indecent haste. "Better than a French Vanilla Chocolate?" I enquired. She put her head on my shoulder and purred. "Is she your daughter?" said a female voice just to the left of my chair? I glanced around. Sitting there on the rug was a very attractive young woman, ostensibly in her late twenties. Seems she had been indulging in a spot of close-range voyeurism during the concluding moments of Larissa's performance. "Er, no she's not actually....wish she was!" I replied quite truthfully. "And you are?' "Oh, my name's Susie," she said, "I suppose I shouldn't have intruded - she just looked so hot when you were doing that to her, I thought she might have been your daughter." I looked at her for a moment, wondering if that kinda thing was a regular event in her household. "You're married then?" "No," she replied. "Just came here with my own daughter." Now she had my interest. With Larissa propped up in my arms and equally attentive I imagine, I asked her if she often came to these parties - I had never seen her before. She said she hadn't but had been invited, as her daughter Tanya was best friends with another girl who came often. I also learned that she was divorced and obviously interested in pursuing an "alternative" sexual lifestyle for both herself and Tanya. She asked if I had daughters. I was about to point them out when I was lucky to avoid a heart murmur. Down the far end of the room I could see George seated on a portable lounge. Jenna was on his lap, her skirt pushed high towards her hips from what I could see, with his hand well up between her legs. That was fair enough - his own daughter having been much in the same position on mine. Kylie however was kneeling alongside, letting him kiss her while he appeared to be rubbing her breasts concurrently. Another older man was behind Kylie tugging her skirt up and about to slip his hands in somewhere he shouldn't. Other girls in that group were well into the "being fondled" stage also. Brianna I noticed was the subject of a major exploratory being undertaken by two men on one of the nearby scatter-rugs. Down to her bra and knickers already, one man had her arms behind her while the other had it looked like, his hands in her panties. Her back being to me, I couldn't see that clearly. Well actually Susie," I said "I do believe those two girls down there on the lounge are my daughters." I pointed them out. "Just can't seem to keep a rein on them presently." She laughed. "Wow, yes, they seem to be having fun." "Where is Tanya," I asked her. She pointed to a small group not far to our left. An attractive girl with dark hair in a pony-tail was sitting on Brad Archer's knee of all people. He was holding her around the waist chatting to another man and a blonde woman of middle age. It didn't appear anything of a sexual nature was happening at that moment. Still, I was surprised she had left her daughter alone, it being her first time. "Do you and Tanya know what happens at these parties?" I said, trying to put it as delicately as possible. She seemed surprised by my question. "You mean do I know that Tanya might end up getting fucked?" she replied very matter-of-factly. Larissa gasped - I maintained a straight face! "Well, er yeah....and whatever else," I muttered. "I mean, she is only eighteen, isn't she?" "Oh sure, but Tanya isn't a virgin....in fact she has had a lot of partners - all older men.....at home you know" she added by way of explanation. Thinking it best not to pursue that particular line of questioning, I asked her what it was, she herself liked. "Girls," she said, looking at Larissa - "Young girls are soo hot!" I have to admit, she got that one right. Larissa was shifting about a bit uncomfortably. I was getting interested. This had possibilities. "What's your name sweetie?" she asked. Larissa blushed a fraction but told her. Susie moved up a bit closer, curling up on the floor near my shoes. She took hold of Larissa's hand and quite obviously was staring at her panties that with the zip still right up, were almost fully exposed. "Would you let me touch you?" she asked almost plaintively. Larissa looked up at me as if wanting to see my reaction. I shrugged. "It's up to you sweetheart - might be a new experience for you." I was really interested to see how this panned out. Taking Larissa's non-objection as a green light, she slipped her hand up between her thighs...a few inches above her knees. From my vantage point I could see pretty much right down Susie's low-cut top. Her cleavage was remarkably arousing. But there again, so was what was happening on my lap. Larissa gasped as the older girl just brushed her hand across the front of her panties. No need to describe the effect on me I think. "You feel soo sexy sweetie," said Susie. This time Larissa did blush. Gradually parting the girl's legs, Susie ran her fingers down the center of her panties pushing the material well in-between the lips of her pussy. How hot was that to watch? Larissa put her face up towards me obviously wanting to be kissed.....couldn't have thought of a better option myself. Susie slipped a hand up beneath her own skirt just then and was quite obviously setting-up her own countdown procedure. If only I could have reached, I would have lent a hand! "Get her tits out for me," was the absolute last thing I was expecting to hear from the lips of this young woman. From Warwick or Jerry perhaps but not a mother. Still, I had no wish to disappoint her and Larissa was squirming so hard with the pleasures being extended once again to her pussy - she was in no position to argue. Slipping her shoulder straps down...both those of her dress and bra, it was but a second's work to expose her breasts fully. "Rub them....pull her nipples," whispered Susie. My own erection was nudging the upper red line by this stage. If either girl had touched me I think I would have erupted. For a young female lacking experience (to my knowledge at least) of any girl-on-girl action, Larissa was a quick learner. Quite without provocation, she began holding her knickers to one side which spurred Susie into sudden and decisive action. Kneeling forwards, she began to lick Larissa which brought on an increasingly vocal wave of moans and little cries of pleasure. "Ohs, and oooh's" to be precise. My continuing to fondle her exposed breasts and pulling hard on her nipples, caused Larissa to be taken to the edge way quicker than I had gotten her there earlier. She absolutely cried-out in ecstasy as she came. Susie at that point was rubbing herself so hard, it was little wonder her moment followed within seconds. God, wouldn't George have liked to watch all this I was thinking. I looked across to where he had been sitting. "Had been" is right. Right about now George was lying full length on the lounge with Jenna on top of him. If what I thought I could see was actually happening - I needed to be over there and quick smart! I kissed Larisa and excused myself. "You are coming back aren't you?" she asked pleadingly, at the same time slipping her shoulder straps back up as I climbed out from under her. "You can count on it sweetheart," I told her. "Just got to go check out my two kids." As I got up, another couple were approaching - looked like a man and his wife. Larissa wasn't going to be short of attention for a while. Past-by Tanya's group on the way. Did I say nothing sexual was happening? What a difference five minutes or so can make. Brad Archer had the eighteen-year old sitting on his knee facing him. He was kissing her with relish as his female partner relieved the young girl of her skimpy bra which joined her skirt and top in a small heap on the floor. Sitting there now astride his lap in just her panties - hot little white cotton briefs, she appeared more than happy to let the two of them fondle her. Archer had his hands well into her knickers and the woman was starting to gently rub and pull her breasts every which way. Would love to have stayed and watched the next act! My eyes had not failed me. George was having fun! Not only was Jenna lying on him - she was completely naked...but far from cold I'd say. George had both hands around her bottom pulling her to him as he thrust up into her. Jenna, her eyes half closed, was moaning and whimpering as she wriggled her rear-end sexily beneath his hands. Her breasts I could see were crushed up against his open shirt and her nipples as erect as it was possible for them to get. It looked to me like she was deliberately rubbing them against his chest to arouse both of them further. George wasn't saying much though. There were reasons for this! First and foremost, his lips were busy kissing away the last remnants of Kylie's lip-gloss. The two of them were literally so passionately smooching, I could feel the heat. Between kisses, I could hear Kylie saying to him, "Ohh keep fucking my little sister." She should be talking! On her knees herself, the guy behind her had her skirt pushed up over her hips, her panties right down and he was just fucking her so hard, her small breasts were almost jerking free of her bra. It's a wonder that was still on! Jenna was the first to see me but given that George was at that second, transferring several million chromosomes across to her uterus for safe-keeping, she wasn't inclined to much in the way of conversation. Watching as she instinctively spread her legs to take in his entire consignment, I just smiled down at her and mouthed the words "I love you sweetheart." Kylie too saw George cum in her sister but being at the point of orgasm herself could only gasp and slide her hand up between her legs and rub her pussy right alongside her partner's thrusting erection. Even as she cried out at her own release, the man reached his zenith and clutching her hips tightly, filled her to overflowing with the good stuff. No one could argue with his expressed vocalization - "You really are so fucking hot Kylie!" Now, remembering that I had just taken one girl to two orgasms and then watched two more - my own daughters no less, being fucked into total submission, how do you imagine I was feeling? All it took was Kylie looking up at me dreamily as the other man withdrew, still on her knees, cum running down the inside of her legs and her knickers still conveniently lowered, her pretty little bum right in my line of vision. "Fuck me dad," was all she said. I wouldn't have cared if the 60 MINUTES crew were there with their cameras. I saw nothing, felt nothing, wanted nothing but Kylie's hot little pussy. I simply set free from my zipper my poor tortured and repressed erection and kneeling behind my daughter sank it into the depths. She gasped...I think I did too. I heard someone say "Fuck your sexy daughter," not that this was of any great relevance - I already was! By this time, both George and Jenna were sitting up, thus we had the lounge to ourselves now. It may not rank as the lengthiest and technically most accomplished union of all time, but believe me, it got the job done - for both of us. I had Kylie down on her elbows just whimpering with pleasure as I took her quite without mercy. I could see droplets of sweat forming just beneath her hairline as I gave free rein to - yes, I openly admit it - my lust. Encircling her waist I took hold of her breasts and began to squeeze them hard as I worked at the task at hand. The feeling of being inside her and the escalating need to fill her, absorbed my concentration in totality. Were it to be measured on the Richter scale this was a 9.4 quake at its finality. I figure even the lounge knew it had been in a fight when this performance concluded. The expression on Kylie's face when she finally sat up, was worth it all though. Even as she pulled her knickers up, a river of white goo was seeping out of her - most of it mine I'd say. Jenna, who had managed to get her bra and panties back on, hugged her sister and looked up at me, her eyes still the size of small saucers. "Gosh dad," she said, "and you didn't want to come??" Poor choice of words I was thinking! After both girls had gotten their skirts and tops back on and were sitting demurely beside me comparing naughty experiential notes, it was only a matter of minutes before other guests were introducing themselves and asking "How old the twins were?" Right then, Jerry walked over and made a big fuss of them both, probably beside himself with lust. I asked him where Michelle was and he pointed to a small group near the main entry flap. I figured I'd leave my two little wannabe-sluts to their own devices. I couldn't see Jerry having it all his own way with them, not with the other three or four interested parties on hand. Jenna looked up at me anxiously as I got up. "You going dad?" she asked. "Just be over there sweetheart," I told her, pointing to Michelle's group. "Have fun." Seeing as my place was immediately taken by one of the other fathers, who sidled up between them with Jerry meanwhile slipping his arm around Jenna's waist, it was pretty obvious she would be having just that. Michelle was in no immediate position to extend greetings. Flat on her back across a couple of cushions, her mouth was busy taking care of her father's erection while one of the guest mothers had the girl's skirt unzipped, her legs spread wide as she licked her pussy with rare abandon. Obviously to Michelle's liking, she was wriggling about and pushing up with her hips to ensure nothing was missed. Still with her top on, Warwick had his hand down his daughter's bra and was thoroughly enjoying the contact with what was in it. A second man was kneeling the other side of her, jerking himself stupid. Can't blame him really, it was not a sight for sane eyes. I wanted in! Having turned up late for this particular performance, I had to take what I could get. Not wanting to interrupt the woman's impressive work-out with her tongue and being unable to get access to Michelle's pussy, about the only option left was to grope the woman as she knelt there between Michelle's legs. I must have perfected my technique as she wriggled in pleasure and pushed her butt sky-high. Not ready yet for more crazed intercourse, that was no reason not to push her dress up, pull her tight little panties down and slip a finger or three up inside her. Talk about hotwired! Obviously the visuals served as a collective aphrodisiac. Warwick began to jerk about like a bird on a wire. What he couldn't get down his daughter's throat made a hell of a mess of her face. "Hot hands" emptied his crème de la crème across her left cheek and upper cleavage while Michelle herself clutched her pussy and gasped in pleasure as the mother's tongue brought her to 'satisfaction Grand Central.' The woman's own peak, courtesy of my triple-fingered assault, followed but nano-seconds later. I wanted a few minutes with Michelle alone, so pulling her to her shaky feet, we sought out the nearest unoccupied chair. She slumped against me breathing hard. "That was very bad Shelley," I told her, "You are such a naughty girl," I teased, as I wiped her cheeks free of cum with a serviette. Damn, she looked so hot! "Would you like to make love to me?" she whispered. That hadn't been my intention at all. I just wanted to have a little cuddle with her. "Maybe a little later sweetie," I told her. "I would love to and I will, but I think you could use a little bit of a rest at the minute." She smiled up at me really affectionately. "Okies....but you made me feel soo good the other night, I just love doing it with you." She whispered. I kissed her and held her tight against me. She is such a little cutie. They all are! Leaving her in the chair I made my way back to my daughters. Both clearly were resigned that afternoon to maximizing their opportunities. Jerry was making a start on his fantasy, with Jenna sitting now on his knee while he kissed her and she allowed his free hand to inch further up her thigh, pushing the short skirt with it. With his right hand encircling her, he was beginning to probe the underside of her right breast, gradually moving upwards to her nipples. What was cause for an instant erection was the fact that another man was seated alongside Jenna, with his own hand feeling its way up her left leg. As I watched fascinated, the two of them exposed her little blue knickers and began rubbing the front of them at the same time. Jenna began to moan as they eased her legs apart. I wanted to moan myself. As they began to rub her breasts in earnest, Jenna turned her head and began kissing the other man. This was too much for me, I had a look round for Kylie. Her predicament was no better. Sitting on the rug just to the other group's right, two men had her legs apart now, her panties long gone apparently. One guy had his hand well up between her legs and was fingering her feverishly, the other was kneeling behind her, kissing her neck and with both hands down her bra groping her breasts for all he was worth. Kylie was moaning like her sister and as I watched totally shocked this time, she unzipped the guy in front of her and drew his cock out which she proceeded rubbing along its entire length. He was very grateful! Jerry most certainly had in the back of his mind Monday's home-study program. As Jenna turned to kiss the other man once more, he lifted her clean off his lap and sat her down hard on the other man's knee, her skirt way up her thighs and her panties fully exposed. He whispered something to the other guy which although I couldn't hear, was immediately evident as the man reached down and pulled her panties to one side, extending to both Jerry and I, a truly arousing sight, one that was immediately blocked-off from my viewpoint, as Jerry crouched down between my youngest daughter's legs, pulled out his erection and simply pushed it deep into her. What blew my mind at that moment was that Jenna just looked up at me with the hottest little expression as she lay back there letting Jerry fuck her so hard while the other man groped her inside her bra. I think having me watch was making her hotter still. It wasn't setting Kylie's cause back either. She too held my eye contact while the man whose cock she was rubbing, decided to up the ante and use her pussy to complete his stimulation. This he achieved simply by shoving her roughly backwards across the guy supporting her and then literally ripping her knickers down and just plain old-fashioned fucking her silly. I stayed until both of them were penetrated to the brink of passing out, at which stage I called an unpopular halt to proceedings and simply pulled them to their feet and had them dress themselves before coming to sit with me the far side of the marquee for some much needed time-out! The fact that they both sat with their hands pressed tightly up against their skirts suggested that each had been pumped full with more than their fair share of hot cum and that their knickers were having extreme trouble keeping it in. Looking around, it appeared to me that this was turning out to be a particularly hot little gathering. Young girls on all sides were either being fucked-over or were draped up against one or more parents in recovery mode, like my two. Of particular note was the current predicament of young Louise Archer. Having cleared a space on the trestles, three men including her father Brad, had her spread-eagled across it - face down. One man standing immediately behind her at the edge of the table, had a firm hold of her hips and was thrusting hard into her having an extraordinarily good time. Her father was the far side of the table holding her arms tightly out in front of her while the third guy was groping her breasts, flattened as they must have been by the table itself. Having only her skirt on and her bra barely hanging by a shoulder strap, Louise looked remarkably hot and rapeable. Maybe that was next on the agenda! Kylie was watching the scene with great interest - hopefully not with any intention of appearing in the sequel! Whatever new experiences Larissa had recently had thrust upon her appeared to have been to her liking, as she sidled over to me from the center of another small group nearby and just collapsed on my lap, somewhat to Jenna and Kylie's surprise. "I'm glad you came back," she murmured. "I missed you." That had my two girls exchanging knowing glances. "Gimme a break girls," I said to them, "She's just having a rest ...nuthin' to it." They giggled. Jenna put an arm around Larissa's waist. "Dad's comfortable isn't he?" she teased. I suddenly had an overwhelming desire to see Larissa and my two girls making-out passionately somewhere. Whether or not this was to become a reality I'm afraid you will just have to wait and see. So much more was to happen that Saturday afternoon, it will take me another fifteen or so pages to summarize adequately. 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