Study Session

Carly sat down in the corner of the large auditorium; it was already full. Glancing quickly to the stage she saw she had a couple of minutes before the guest speaker would be introduced. The anthropology professor was still droning on about the speaker’s education and achievements. Carly took the opportunity to look around the large room. She wouldn’t consciously admit it to herself but she was looking for someone. When her eyes landed on her, she smiled, her heartbeat raced, and her breathing quickened. Two rows down and five seats over sat Rebecca. Rebecca wasn’t beautiful, she was pretty sure, but no one could say she was beautiful. In Carly’s eyes she was perfection. Rebecca was a couple of inches short of six feet, had curly brown hair that fell to her shoulders, a thin frame, breasts that would barely fill a B cup, and curves so slight they were almost nonexistent. Her face was animated; her clear green eyes always seemed to be filled with laughter over some personal joke.

Carly had first me her a week earlier when they both showed up to a review session for an exam. She’d been wondering ever since how she could have missed her. They had talked briefly that day and had even managed a few quick hellos since then. Rebecca had been on Carly’s mind ever since; Carly had been so preoccupied with her even her boyfriend had started to notice. Carly quickly turned her gaze to George sitting besides her wondering how he would feel if she confessed to having sexual urges toward another female. Carly mentally shrugged and looked once more toward Rebecca willing her to turn around, so she could glimpse at the face that had been haunting her dreams.

Rebecca felt the eyes at the back of her head. She turned around slowly; her gaze moving up toward Carly and she smiled. Her green eyes bright. It was good to know she wasn’t alone in her infatuation. When she had first met Carly, at the review session, she had been blown away. Carly was raw energy wrapped up in a very sexy package. Carly was about her own height, but that’s where the similarities ended. While Rebecca was thin and almost flat, Carly was everything female. Her blonde hair fell straight down to her waist, her bad was curved, her breasts were big without being obscene, and she had the muscle tone of an athlete. Nothing about her could be called bony. As Rebecca looked up at Carly, she wondered if her grey eyes had gone dark as they often did when they managed upon each other for a quick hello. Their eyes met and locked for several moments until the guest speaker finally took the podium and Rebecca turned around to take notes.

The auditorium emptied out quickly after the speaker’s closing remarks. Rebecca was still in her row looking up at Carly, smiling. Carly made excuses to George, kissed him good-bye, and watched as he left the auditorium. She then turned and began walking down towards Rebecca. Rebecca met her halfway. Carly stood when step above her, looking down at her animated face.

“Hi,” Carly said smiling, feeling butterflies flutter around her stomach.

“Hello,” Rebecca replied looking around. They were completely alone in the large auditorium. “What did you think of the speaker?”

“He sounded interesting, but I only understood about a third of what he said.”

“That sounds about right. Everything else was bullshit,” Rebecca replied moving her hand to touch Carly’s where it gripped her books.

Carly looked down to where Rebecca’s pale hand covered her own tanned one. She loosened her grip on the anthropology books and intertwined her fingers with Rebecca’s. Biting down on her lower lip, she looked up to Rebecca’s eyes and smiled. Rebecca smiled back. Neither felt the urge to untangle their fingers.

“Are you ready for the exam on Friday?” Carly asked mostly to end the silence that had stretched between them.

“No, not at all. Maybe we could get together to study.”

“Yeah, that would be great.”

“How about right now?” Rebecca asked. Carly smiled. “I mean this was my last class for today, and it’s my day off work, but if you have something to do we can study some other day.”

“Actually, I’m free for the rest of the afternoon as well, Carly lied. She still had a PoliSci class, but it bored her to tears and one missed class wasn’t going to kill her.

“Great. Do you want to go to the library? We could get one of those private study rooms.”

“That sounds good,” replied Carly. They walked out of the auditorium hand in hand, and started toward the five story building that housed the library.

Inside the private study room, the two girls sat side by side rather than across from each other. They were both wearing shorts in appreciation of the hot April weather, and their naked legs continuously rubbed against each other. Their head were close together Rebecca’s curly brown hair mingling with Carly’s straight blonde hair. Their voices were lowered as they read over notes and discussed different lectures. They study room itself was small. It had a table, four chairs, a dry erase board, no window, and a door without any windows. They only illumination in the closed in room was the harsh florescent light above. They had been studying for a little over an hour when Carly threw her pen down in disgust.

Leaning back in her chair, stretching she said, “That’s it. I’m done. There is no way more of that shit will fit inside my mind.”

Rebecca placed her own pen flat on the table before turning to look at Carly. A slight blush was working its way up Carly’s cheeks, and her eyes looked liked she had just been awaken from a deep slumber. Rebecca found her irresistible. Her hand moved up to Carly’s face and lightly traced the curve of her cheek.

Carly felt the feather light touch and stopped breathing. Her face tingled in the wake of Rebecca’s touch. She looked at Rebecca and finally remembered to breathe. The harsh breath escaped out of her slightly parted lips. Rebecca traced her index finger along Carly’s top lip and then along Carly’s plump bottom lip, before tracing the seam between them. Carly opened her mouth slightly, licking Rebecca’s finger with the tip of her tongue before closing her mouth around Rebecca’s fingertip. Her tongue moving over and around it as she applied gentle suction.

Rebecca’s own breath caught as she saw and felt Carly’s mouth wrapped around her finger. She could feel her own excitement at the sight. She slowly took her fingertip out of Carly’s mouth and traced Carly’s neck leaving a trail of wetness down the side of it before moving along to trace Carly’s arm.

Carly swallowed as lust threatened to overcome her. Thinking that two could play the game, Carly shook off the paralysis that had engulfed her when Rebecca began touching her and started exploring Rebecca’s leg as Rebecca touched her arm. Carly drew lazy circles on Rebecca’s thigh, moving slowly up to where her denim shorts ended, slipping underneath them then back down to Rebecca’s knees. Moving her hand behind Rebecca’s knee, Carly caressed her there just as Rebecca was caressing the inside of Carly’s elbow.

The girls’ sighs echoed through the silent room, sounding as loud as a shot. Carly and Rebecca stared into each other’s eyes and then leaned into each other. Soft lips brushed soft lips, breaths mingled, tongues darted out and touched. Neither knew who had deepened the kiss but soon their mouths were open, tongues explored inside, and the girls stood so that their bodies pressed together. The kiss seemed endless. The girls touched at their breasts, their mounds pushed against each other, and their legs were intertwined. Together they pulled their lips apart. Their eyes on each other; they both smiled.

Rebecca’s tongue darted out wetting her lips quickly, “Hmmm,” she murmured, “that was interesting.” Her hands were around Carly’s waist, her fingers inside the band of Carly’s shorts.

“A bit more than interesting, I think,” Carly replied, her breathing still too loud to her own ears. Carly’s hands were moving up and down at Rebecca’s sides on top of her shirt.

Rebecca laughed softly, “Yeah, a bit more.”

They leaned into each other again, their eyes open, their lips touched, tested, tasted. They pulled apart once more, neither spoke. Carly moved her hand under Rebecca’s t-shirt touching bare skin. Her fingertips moving over Rebecca’s flat stomach; she felt Rebecca take a deep breath before moving once more to the sides of Rebecca’s stomach pulling the shirt up high and higher until finally over Rebecca’s head. Her small breasts pushed up tantalizingly in her black bra. Carly dropped to her knees and pressed her mouth to Rebecca’s stomach. She moved her open mouth down Rebecca’s stomach until she reached the waistband of the shorts. Carly darted her tongue quickly in and out of Rebecca’s bellybutton. Rebecca’s soft moan reverberated through the room. Carly slowly moved her mouth back up until she was standing; she placed a kiss on top of each breast that swelled over the bra.

Rebecca’s legs could barely support her weight as she felt Carly’s wet mouth move over her hot, naked flesh. The girls undressed each other, stopping often to taste, to touch, to explore. A lick at the back of the knees, a caress at the breast, fingers moved over skin touching here and there randomly. The inside of a wrist felt a rasping of teeth and a quick flicker of a tongue. A small of the back much the same plus warm breath blown over it before a mouth gently suckled. A hand moved across a shoulder blade, another one over a hip, a tongue tasted the hollow of a neck, and mouths feasted on each other.

When both girls were finally naked the two girls pulled apart, their eyes drowning in desire. They cleared the table. Their fingers intertwined. Carly sat at the edge of the table; Rebecca stood between her legs. Carly moved her hands over Rebecca’s pink nipples watching as they hardened underneath her fingers. She bent her head and took a nipple into her mouth gently sucking on it; her tongue laving it and her teeth gently nipping. Somewhere in the back of her head she heard Rebecca’s ragged moan. Carly moved from one nipple to the other repeating the process; she could feel Rebecca’s hands holding her head. Lifting her head the girls kissed once more.

Rebecca pushed Carly down until she was laying on the table her feet dangling over the edge. Rebecca leaned down, moved her mouth over Carly’s hard nipples, licking them, suckling them, and running her teeth over them. She felt Carly shudder beneath her. Rebecca looked up at Carly noticing that her eyes had turned into a dark gray. She smiled; her fingers moved over Carly’s stomach until she touched her wet pussy lips. Rebecca let her fingers slide over Carly’s lips pushing inside slightly before withdrawing. She brought her wet fingers up, looking at them. Rebecca ran her wet fingers over Carly’s mouth then leaned down and took Carly’s lips in a ravenous kiss. She nibbled at Carly’s lower lip before her tongue pushed inside Carly’s mouth.

Carly tasted herself as she and Rebecca kissed; she was pushing up toward Rebecca. Her body was aching; she needed something, but was unsure what. She suckled at Rebecca’s tongue as it moved inside her mouth. Her hands framing Rebecca’s face. Her breasts pressed against Rebecca’s.

“I’m going to taste you now,” Rebecca whispered against Carly’s mouth.

“Oh, God, yes,” was Carly’s ragged reply.

Rebecca dropped to her knees between Carly’s open legs. She placed small, chaste kisses on Carly’s abdomen only a breath away from her wet pussy. Rebecca moved her mouth to Carly’s left knee and slowly moved it up her inner thigh leaving a wet trail in her wake. She stopped just short of the juncture between Carly’s legs. Rebecca moved to the other leg moving slowly up that one. She could hear Carly curse quietly above her. Smiling, Rebecca slowly lowered her open mouth to Carly’s pussy. Carly moaned in pleasure at the contact. Rebecca traced Carly’s pussy lips with her tongue barely slipping inside the fold before retreating.

Rebecca took her time exploring Carly’s wet, smooth pussy. Her tongue moved inside and around. Moving against Carly’s inner walls before licking up and out. Carly shuddered in reaction. For what seemed endless minutes Rebecca explored Carly’s pussy with her mouth. Carly’s scent caressed her nostrils as she breathed deep, and the quiet moans raced across her spine. Rebecca finally slipped two fingers inside Carly’s pussy moving them in and out slowly at first then faster. Pushing harder and harder as Carly whimpered. Rebecca kept her mouth on Carly’s clit as her fingers moved in and out; her tongue circling Carly’s clit, flicking over her, before she sucked on it slowly. With a loud moan Rebecca felt Carly’s pussy walls contract around her fingers, as she slurped at Carly’s juices. Carly’s muscles seemed to go lax, her limbs boneless, and her breathing was the only sound in the quiet room.

Carly finally came back to herself after what seemed to be a mind shattering orgasm. She couldn’t feel her fingers or her toes for several minutes when feeling started moving away from her pussy to the rest of her body she pushed herself up to her elbows and looked at Rebecca. She was sitting on the floor back on her haunches looking extremely pleased with herself.

“I knew you were going to be loud,” Rebecca said, her tongue darting out to capture Carly’s taste from her own lips.

Carly smiled shyly, “And you?” she asked, “Are you loud?”

Rebecca shook her head, “Nope, quiet as a mouse,” she said.

“Why don’t we test that out?” Carly moved up until she was standing reaching down to help Rebecca stand as well.

Turning around until Rebecca’s thighs hit the edge of the table, Carly pressed down on her shoulders until she sat. Carly leaned down until her lips brushed Rebecca’s. They kissed; Carly moved her head away and over Rebecca’s cheek, down her neck, tasting Rebecca’s sweat as she opened her mouth at her shoulder. Slowly moving toward Rebecca’s breasts, she licked Rebecca’s nipples before closing her mouth around one, biting down until she whimpered; blowing on the nipple she moved her attention to the other. Carly’s hand had been moving down Rebecca’s stomach, toward her neatly trimmed bush. As Carly took one of Rebecca’s nipples into her mouth, she plunged two fingers into her wet, hot pussy. Rebecca moaned softly, incoherent words were coming out of her open lips. Carly kept plunging her fingers in and out of Rebecca’s pussy even as she moved her mouth down toward it. Her fingers deep inside Rebecca’s pussy; Carly opened her mouth over her clit. Rebecca exploded instantly; Carly quickly moved up and trapped Rebecca’s scream of ecstasy with her mouth.

Playing Pool

It was a sadistically hot summer afternoon – the kind of relentless, steaming-hot furnace that provided a taste of what hell should be like. Hot – incredibly fucking hot. The entire world seemed hushed and muted, as even the birds sought refuge from the rippling waves of heat that scorched everything they touched.

It was perfect, absolutely perfect.

Cindy’s skin was moist with perspiration in an instant as she walked from her car across the parking lot to the entrance to the swimming pool at the country club. The heat boiling up from the asphalt hit her like a sledgehammer after the cool, air-conditioned interior of her car. The hot breeze played with her long dark hair, giving her a steamy, wanton, on-the-prowl look.

Her tight, cropped white T-shirt clung perfectly to her skin as if painted on, without a single wrinkle to mar the seductive curves of her body. The swell of her breasts and her nipples were clearly outlined through the taut fabric; her nipple rings blatantly and proudly visible through the thin cotton.

She walked slowly, savoring the heat, and the anticipation.

Cindy’s short, tight, black spandex microskirt provided a distinct contrast to the white T-shirt and the deeply tanned flesh of her body. It hugged her ass like a second skin, while the indecently high hemline barely touched the tops of her thighs.

Heads turned and eyes locked onto her body as she made her entrance into the clubhouse; each man mentally undressing her minimal outfit, and each woman viewing her with disdain - or as formidable competition for those hungry, devouring male eyes. Her mere presence roiled the languid, heat-suffused atmosphere in the clubhouse into sudden alertness, and the mental shock waves rippled outwards like the circular waves expanding from where a pebble had been tossed at the glassy surface of a pond. Only the children were oblivious to the incredible, completely sexual creature in their midst.

Cindy made eye contact with each of the men as she passed; smiling that patented, yet indescribable, combination of innocence and seduction at each one.

Good afternoon, Sir. I know you want me. Is that your wife over there, watching you – watching me?

Oh, look at the two of you! I know you’re talking about me. You both want me. Do you want to do me together? Two hard cocks for this little wisp of a girl? Mmmm, I think I’m the lucky one today.

Hi there, baby. Would you like to fuck me today? You do? In the ass? How wicked is that?

She wondered if any of them realized that she had absolutely nothing on under the tiny black skirt, with her smooth-shaven pussy being caressed by the hot, swirling breeze as it blew puffs of hot air up between her legs. She guessed, not. Who would be so bold as to wear such a dangerously short skirt with no panties, not even a thong?

As she entered the women’s locker room her nipples jumped up, fully erect, as the cool air-conditioned atmosphere hit her body. Going to a locker, she gracefully peeled off her shirt and then slid the snug skirt down over her hips in a single, long, fluid motion; and wiggling her ass in a slow demonstration of her talents as a shameless flirt.

Anything for an audience.

Cindy heard a murmur of disapproval from the other women in the locker room as they watched her place the two tiny pieces of fabric in a pile on the bench. Naked now, she stretched provocatively, daring them to check out her deep brown, all-over tan, unmarked by a single bikini line, count her piercings, and zero in on her smooth, bald, and also deeply tanned pussy. Everything she did, veering form subtle to overt, told the story that she was a woman who was frequently nude, and who was very comfortable with displaying her body in front of others.

While she stood there, still completely nude, Cindy reached into her purse and took out the ankle bracelets that he had given her. She fastened the elegant silver chains around each ankle, the small diamonds flashing and sparkling in the light.

Then she took her new swimsuit out of her purse, and put her clothes and the small pouch into the locker. This was her newest, most daring bikini ever; the one he had bought for her on their recent shopping trip, when she had spent the entire afternoon modeling a variety of provocative attire for his approving eye. This had been one of his selections, an immediate, erection-producing hit when she had modeled it for him in the swimwear boutique, in front of his and the other patrons’ admiring gaze.

It was a brilliant white color, a hue that helped to draw even more attention, if that was possible, to her flawless, deeply tanned skin and her lithe, succulent young woman’s body.

Cindy stepped into the tiny string bikini-style thong bottom and pulled it up over her pussy and ass. The strings rose up at an angle on the sides to rest on top of her slender hips. The small triangle of fabric in front barely covered her mound, so small, in fact, that it would be apparent to everyone that she was clean-shaven. It would be hard for more than a small wisp of hair to hide under the tiny patch of cloth.

The rear of the bikini was adjustable, permitting her to either stretch the fabric out on the string to cover close to half of her ass cheeks when fully smoothed out; or it could be scrunched, accordion style, to just barely fill and cover the lovely valley between the firm, rounded hills of her ass.

Cindy decided to be “demure” for now, and she smoothed the seat of the bikini out over her ass. It would still be the most daring bikini bottom at the club, by far, even at the “modesty” setting.

The top consisted of nothing more than a couple of strings and two tiny triangular, concave-shaped cups for her breasts. Like the bikini bottom, the cups were adjustable. They were able to slide inwards and outwards on their string, and the bottom of the cups could also be stretched or scrunched, for either a daring, or a barely-holding-anything-in setting. As Cindy snugged her perfectly-shaped, little-girl tits into the top and adjusted the strings, she selected a “modesty” setting. Even so, her nipples were just barely hidden behind the hem near the tops of the fabric triangles.

As Cindy prepared to make her entrance into the pool area, she gave herself a long look in the full-length mirror in the locker room. One of the things he had insisted upon when specifying their requirements to the saleswoman at the swimwear store was that the bikini had to be unlined, and made of a thin, clinging body-revealing fabric; that exposed and highlighted every curve and contour of her flesh, beneath the minimal coverage of the suit.

Cindy remembered how hot and wet she had gotten just hearing his word tell the woman how he wanted her bikini to look, while she stood next to him, her arm in his, in the shop. “I want something that will hide nothing, and highlight and accent every nuance of her body. Something shameless and sinful and daring. I want Original Sin – in spandex and nylon.”

Modeling it that first time, in the boutique, had been incredibly thrilling – better than being naked - almost. The shop girl had blushed beet-red when she took the bikini from her to wrap up in the pretty gold-colored box after he had pronounced it to be perfect. It had been that wet.

Now, as she stood there, combing her hair, Cindy could see the outline of her pussy lips and her slit clearly defined between her legs. Her nipples and her rings were also visible behind the tiny cups of the top, and even the dark circles of her aureoles were discernable under the gauzy, translucent fabric.

She smiled back at the lovely sensual visage from the mirror. When she emerged from the water of the pool, she would, literally, be a dripping wet advertisement for sex; sure to elicit a painful erection from every man within a hundred feet of her.

Cindy put on her dark, impenetrable sunglasses and picked up her beach towel, her tanning oil, and her cell phone. She was ready to fuck with the minds of every man at the pool.

Stepping out from the shadows of the locker room into the bright sun of the pool deck area, she made her entrance.

She paused there, in the middle of the milling group of people congregated there, to ostentatiously adjust the strings to her bikini bottom and to make a show of separating her bra cups a little bit farther apart; to expose a bit more of her breasts from where they nestled precariously behind the tiny swaths of fabric.

It was as if time stood still for a single, infinitely long moment. Conversations stopped in mid-sentence. Heads turned. Eyes widened. And a woman walked right into a man who had stopped dead in his tracks, like a deer caught in the headlights of an onrushing car, cursing him under her breath when she realized what had happened to him.

And the curtain comes up.

Following her dramatic entrance, Cindy made a complete circuit of the pool desk, looking for the perfect lounger to stretch out on to soak up the sun and to display herself. She moved slowly and deliberately, while feigning a casual, disinterested air.

It wouldn’t do to be obvious about it. The aura of an innocent who hadn’t the slightest idea of the commotion she was causing – improbable as it was – was the effect she wanted. And she played the role flawlessly, the perfect balance between innocence and shamelessness, conveyed without a hint of the crass or the lewd.

Several times, she stopped to slip a finger beneath the seat of her bikini bottom to adjust its fit. However, unlike most women, she did not tug the edge of the seat to increase the coverage on her ass. Instead, she playfully ran her finger under the hem, and slid it a millimeter or so inwards, towards her ass crease, to ratchet upwards the amount of flesh that was displayed.

Cindy finally decided on a recliner near the lifeguard tower, where a solidly built young man in a pair of tight bikini trunks was perched, scanning the pool for misbehaving little kids. It was partially screened by a swath of flowering shrubbery from the frenzied activity in the pool – the perfect location.

She took a spot right in front of a handsome older man sitting on a recliner, who pretended to read a magazine. She knew that he was really taking in every inch of her proudly flaunted body, and imagining what was hidden behind those few scraps of cloth.

Moving with the elegance and grace of a dancer, Cindy spread out her blanket, and sat on the recliner, facing the man with the magazine, her legs straddling the seat. Looking the man directly in the eyes through her dark, nearly opaque sunglasses; she watched him as his eyes shifted repeatedly between her cunt, her tits, and her face. Then she opened her bottle of tanning oil and began to massage the oil into her skin, turning her flesh into a glistening, shimmering vision of sensuality.

After she had covered every inch of exposed skin with a generous application of oil, Cindy smiled briefly at the man to hook his attention – as if he wasn’t already completely overcome with his fantasies of having her. Still looking directly at him, she poured more oil onto her hand, and then proceeded to oil her nipples and her tits behind the tiny bra.

Sighing deeply, she massaged the oil into her skin and teased her nipples into a visibly excited state. Then, she cupped her hand and splashed more oil into her palm. Pausing a moment for dramatic effect and to ensure that she had his complete attention, her hand descended to the center of her womanhood, where her three middle fingers disappeared behind the small triangle of fabric. Her thumb and her pinkie finger framed the white cloth, as it was far too narrow to cover all five of her fingers.

Cindy slid her fingers up and down her pussy, as she lubricated herself with the oil.

The man watched, mesmerized, as his eyes followed the outlines of Cindy’s fingers as they undulated and slithered beneath the wet and now-sheer fabric of the thong. Bolder now, she briefly dipped a finger into her cunt, to draw her own lubricant out, while she masturbated with her slippery, well-oiled fingers.

Then, knowing that she had him in the palm of her hand – no, he’s hold it in his hand - she turned away from the man to lay down on her belly, her feet and ass pointed at the bulging cock that she saw outlined in his boxer style trunks.

Now, let the show really begin.

As she settled into a comfortable position, Cindy spread her legs apart and dangled her feet over the sides of the recliner. The man now had a clear view of her minimally covered pussy, and the outlines of her labia and her slit, showing wetly through the sheer, wet fabric of her thong. She made a show of unfastening the strings on her top, to avoid getting even the slightest hint of a tan line on her back and neck.

Now. He’s mine now. Completely mine.

She began her show, to tease and torture her helpless victim.

Like an insect stuck on a pin, on a display board. Nailed into place and unable to escape – pinned there by his cock.

First, she placed her hands on the strings of her bikini bottom. She pulled them higher over her hips, stretching the already taut fabric covering her pussy even tighter. The slender swath of cloth covering her labia contracted a bit more, narrowing the coverage between her legs. Then, she placed the index fingers of her hand under the sheer white cloth that was struggling to cover her nut-brown, flawless ass, and slid it further into the crack between her luscious globes, transforming the thong bottom into more of a G-string than a bikini.

Without even a glance over her shoulder, Cindy knew with complete certainty that he was fantasizing about what was hidden behind that scrap of fabric, and on how much he wanted to touch it, kiss it, lick it – and fuck it.

Do you like that? You want to ram your cock into my cunt, don’t you? I know you want to.

Cindy lifted up her ass and placed her arms underneath her belly, her hands resting under the mound of her pussy. Feigning sleepiness, she pretended to nap. To everyone except the man directly behind her, she was dozing in the sun, oblivious to everyone around her who was gawking at how she so wantonly, yet casually, displayed her hard, brown body.

Visible only to him, her fingers began to play with her pussy.

She started to masturbate, running her fingers lightly over the outside of the cloth that now barely covered her clean-shaven pussy. Her index finger danced provocatively up and down the now sharply defined relief of her cunt lips while her other hand was under her mound, fingering her clit.

Mmmm, yeah, Mister, watch this. I’m doing this all for you, you know. I’m your private show, your secret fantasy-fuck, for you and nobody else.

Cindy slowly clenched and unclenched her ass cheeks to heighten the wickedly sinful sensations she was arousing in her body. The sun beat down on her nearly naked flesh, the oil and the sweat on her skin combining to make her as slickly wet on the outside as she was on the inside now.

You could be my daddy, you know. I bet you have a daughter, probably just about my age, too. Would you like to fuck someone the same age as your little girl?

Cindy was very turned on now, and utterly uninhibited from the magical effect that her fingers were having on her now very-wet pussy. The knowledge that she was masturbating for this unknown man was a powerful aphrodisiac. She did truly enjoy playing the part of the wanton slut and of the cock-teaser.

Feeling bolder and empowered by her lust, Cindy refastened the strings on her top, and rolled over. She raised the back of the recliner, so she was sitting up and facing the man, who by now had given up any pretense of reading his magazine. He pretended to be sleeping, behind the sunglasses he was now wearing, but the immense erection in his trunks betrayed him.

Emboldened by her heat-fueled lust, Cindy decided to take the step from cock-teaser to cock-torturer. This was going to be an afternoon this man would never forget.

Water Torture

Deciding to surprise him, Cindy swung her feet to the ground, facing him, and rose to her feet. She stretched her arms above her head accompanied by an exaggerated yawn; and then bent forward from the waist, pretending to adjust her ankle jewelry while she watched her target out of the corner of her eye.

His gaze was locked onto her lewdly swaying, almost-naked breasts. After adjusting her chains, Cindy straightened up, moving ever so slowly and running her hands up her legs. When her fingers reached her pussy, she took two fingers on one hand and reached inside her tiny thong and pulled it down slightly, as if she needed to smooth it out over her cunt.

The tiny triangle of cloth was so small that her fingernails extended out the other side of the thong. Instead of adjusting the fabric that had been pulled up into her slit, Cindy slipped a finger into her pussy to get it wet with her juices. Then she tugged on the strings to pull the thong even higher and tighter over her labia.

Then, still looking directly at her victim, she sucked the finger she had just withdrawn from her pussy into her mouth, thrusting in and out several times and then wagging it at her victim.

Yes, please do. Come with me. I want to play with you. Catch me if you can…

She giggled at the lewd double ententre of her unspoken words. Come with me…indeed – if you can.

Then Cindy turned and walked towards the pool, her hips swaying provocatively as she paraded in front of the awed onlookers with a slow, sensuous stroll.

She sat on the edge of the pool, waving her feet in the water to test the temperature. Then she slipped into the pool, and swam underwater to the other side, gliding effortlessly beneath the sun-dappled wavelets. Reaching the other side, she surfaced and tossed her golden tresses in the air, sending sun-kissed diamonds of water flying in all directions, before sculling over to where an underwater jet pulsed freshly circulated water into the pool.

Backing up so that her ass was directly in front of the turbulent stream of water, she calculated her next move, and waited.

She extended her arms out and laid them on the sill trough of the pool to support herself as she let her legs float out in front of her. As her body floated just beneath the surface; her breasts with their tiny white canopies rose out of the water in front of her eyes like soft brown, snow capped islands in an azure sea. Cindy flexed her belly muscles to let her toes and her pussy undulate in and out of the water, just breaking the surface so she could feel the water wash over them as she slowly levered herself up and down.

All the while, Cindy watched the man on the other side of the pool, and the lifeguard on his tower. She met the admiring gaze of the young stud sitting on the lifeguard chair, and she winked at him to acknowledge his unspoken compliment. His hand was in his lap, underneath a strategically placed towel.

Don’t fall off your chair, baby.

The man she had been teasing had taken her bait. He was getting up from his chair now. He turned away from Cindy momentarily while he attempted to rearrange his cock so that his erection was not so prominent. When he turned back towards her and dropped the towel he had been holding to hide what he had been doing, Cindy saw that it had been an utterly futile attempt at modesty. It appeared like he had a long, thick sausage in the front of his suit. She guessed that the tip was just barely hidden by the suit, with his penis forced straight downwards in his attempt to hide it.

Come to me. Come to me, come and see what I’ve got for you. I want it. Yes, truly, I want it.

She waved her toes and cunt and tits up and down as she rode the small waves churned up by the maelstrom of children at the other end of the pool while she silently urged him onwards, beckoning him closer to his fate.

He eased himself into the pool and began to swim across to Cindy. He swam gracelessly, splashing and flailing about, while he pretended that he was swimming across the pool as a means of exercise. To avoid a direct advance, he aimed for the wall near Cindy, but a few feet away.

His bow wave washed over Cindy’s breasts, inundating their white-covered tips with the tsunami of his approach. When he finally reached the wall, he stood to shake the water out of his hair and eyes, and then he looked directly at Cindy, giving her a tentative smile, not sure exactly what she intended.

Never been seduced by a mermaid before? When was the last time a hot little hardbody looked at you like this? Go ahead – pinch yourself. And stroke that big, hard cock for me. I can see you doing it, you know. I know what you’re doing. I’m the one doing that to you. That’s my hand holding your cock. Isn’t that what you want? You want my small, soft hand wrapped around that big, fat prick, stroking it.

Have you ever shot off in a girl’s hand underwater? Surrounded by a hundred people? You know some of them will be watching. But you don’t care, do you? Not any more. You can’t stop – not now…

Looking slyly in his direction and flashing her gorgeous smile at him again; Cindy nodded her head towards the other side of the pool, from where they had just come. She propelled her body away from the wall in a slow sinuous glide, and dove beneath the surface. Her ass’s twin globes, glistening in the sun as they rose into the air before she submerged, were the last thing the man saw as Cindy’s body disappeared beneath the nearly still water.

Halfway across the pool, Cindy surfaced and looked back to see if he had followed her. He was slowly floating and stroking his way across the pool in her direction, threading his way among the flotilla of small children that suddenly coalesced in front of him.

Smiling at him again, Cindy submerged again.

Not knowing which way she had gone underwater, the man stopped and stood in the center of the pool, watching and waiting for her to reappear.

Unknown to him, Cindy had reversed course, and was swimming back towards him, skimming the bottom and zig-zagging around the flailing pairs of small legs above her, and watching for his tree trunk legs to appear in the water. When she spotted him, she swam directly at him. Flutter kicking harder; she accelerated, still completely submerged. She was coming at him from the side, making a flank attack. She was sure that he had no idea where she was.

You’re mine, now. All mine.

Cindy passed directly behind him. As she glided past him, she reached between his legs to squeeze his cock.

Gotcha! Mmmm, very hard.M

Then, she propelled herself forward with a strong kick, to surface just beyond his reach. This time, when she surfaced, she rolled over onto her back, to begin a slow backstroke towards the side of the pool again. Her arms floated in the water, gently sculling herself while her legs float on the surface, trailing behind her. Her breasts and her pussy glided along the surface with the water swirling around them and over them like small islands caught in a tidal current.

Fuck me now, oh god, please fuck me now.

Cindy arched her head backwards so she could see the approaching wall behind her. She saw the lifeguard, upside down, on his tower directly above her.

Still a few feet away from the wall, she paused in mid-glide, and reached down to her bikini bottom and pulled on the strings to snug it up even higher and tighter over her slit and to hide as much of the rear panel in the crease in her ass.

The lifeguard grinned at her as he watched her from behind his dark glasses, his hand moving on his lap beneath his towel.

Hi, there. Like the show?

Cindy blew him a kiss as she reached out to touch the wall. Then she hoisted herself up to the pool deck next to the lifeguard tower. She stood there for a moment, letting the water cascade down her hair and trickle down her body. Again, she adjusted her bikini bottom to get the maximum exposure.

Looking up at the lifeguard, she adjusted her top, lifting and resettling her breasts behind the tiny triangles of sheer white fabric, and giving him a brief glimpse of her nipples and the flashing silver of her twin rings, as she gently tucked each tit into its tiny white cradle.

She tilted her head back and blew him a kiss. I knew you would like that.

Her suit was even more translucent now that it was wet. The chill of the water had turned her nipples into large, prominent, protruding white bullets, poking through the thin filmy fabric, and making a shameless display of her rings. And her cunt lips and her slit were clearly outlined as well.

Once she was done preening for the lifeguard, Cindy turned her attention back to the pool. The man was now at the wall nearby, looking up at her with a look that veered from awe and lust to anguish and frustration.

Pretending not to notice him, Cindy walked slowly back to her lounge chair. She rolled her hips as she walked, to make a pronounced, lewd display of her ass for the man.

Come on. I’m not done with you yet.

She reseated herself on the lounge and toweled the water off her body, and combed out her hair.

A minute later he returned to his seat directly across from her.

Cindy saw out of the corner of her eye that he had lost none of his erection’s vigor in the cool water of the pool. Smiling to herself, she put on her dark sunglasses again, raised the back of the lounger to a halfway position, and settled down to continue her game.

Moving in for the Kill

Cindy took out her bottle of oil and began to recoat her body. Soon, every inch of skin glistened and glowed in the summer sun. Her body was silky soft and smooth, and fragrant with the scent of vanilla - a well-lubricated machine, finely tuned and ready to be used.

She stretched and relaxed and started to stroke her left nipple through the thin fabric covering it. She played with the nipple and its ring, in a slow, almost absent-minded manner. She pulled and twisted the silver circle, teasing her nipple into an enflamed, extremely sensitive state. The other fingers on her hand lightly stroked the exposed skin on the underswell of her breast, beneath the tiny bikini top.

I’m so hot. Hot for you. You know I want it so bad.

The fingers on her other hand traced her thong’s string from hip to hip, feeling the stretchy nylon gently rub against her flesh as she fondled it, stroking it softly to feel every nuance of texture. She lifted the thong’s strings up, away from her belly, and away from her cunt; so that she could see the soft, pink folds of flesh, shaded by the triangular tent suspended above her pussy.

Cindy tried to imagine what it would look like after her clit had been pierced to receive a ring, and a chain. The idea of a round, hard silvery circle of metal sticking out from between those sensitive pink lips was intoxicating.

Fuck me. I need to be fucked. You know I want it, so bad.

She felt like she was melting under the relentless force of the sun’s rays and the hot, still air that surrounded her. Her body had entered a quiet, dream-like state from the effects of the oil, the sun, her fingers, and the soft voices and splashing sounds coming from the nearby pool. The drone of the cicadas in the nearby trees serenaded her, singing quiet rasping songs of insect lust as they thrummed and buzzed their mating calls.

Cindy watched him through heavily lidded eyes. His hand was beneath the towel he had draped across his lap. It moved almost imperceptibly, up and down, as he fondled his erection. He had had it out – she was sure of it – sticking out of his hiked-up boxers like a weapon aimed right at her.

After floating in this dream-like state for a long period of time, Cindy swam back up to the surface of consciousness, and decided that it was time to bring this little drama to its conclusion.

It must be getting painful by now. Do you want to come? Do you want to put it in me? Are you going to shove it between my legs - in my soft, juicy cunt? Or are you going to drill my mouth with it?

Cindy raised her knees and spread them wide so she could apply more oil to her feet and legs. She massaged the oil into her skin all the way up to her pussy. She was looking right at him, daring him to turn away.

You want to do this, don’t you? Your hands on me, kneading my flesh, feeling my muscles and my bones beneath your fingers. Your fingers working their way up towards my bare, wet, slippery cunt. So you can stick it in me. Those fingers that are milking that cock, spreading me, to open me up for your big, hard, fat prick. Uh huh, you know that I know what you want. And you know I want it, too. Your big dick up inside my fuckhole. Yeah, baby. Work it harder…

Cindy smiled at him, and slipped two well-oiled fingers under the narrow crotch of her bikini bottom. She slowly massaged her clit, and then worked her fingers down her slit to her pussy. She began to finger fuck herself, sliding the two fingers in and out, while she licked her lips and closed her eyes. Her juices were flowing freely now, soaking through the thin fabric and mingling with the oil and sweat on the insides of her thighs.

After spending fifteen minutes or so exploring the inner recesses of her body, Cindy slowly withdrew her fingers and held them up above her body for dramatic effect, to admire the frothy mixture and to let a few droplets gather and fall from her fingertips onto her tits; before sucking them into her mouth and making a show of licking them clean. Then she returned her fingers to her pussy to get them dripping wet with her sweet juices again.

At the same time, her other hand was overtly fondling and pulling on her nipple rings, alternating between each breast so that each nipple was now rigidly erect.

Her audience was riveted by her performance. He was breathing faster now, and his hand was moving more forcefully beneath the towel.

Now. Are you ready? Do you want to come for me? Are you going to shoot it into that fluffy white towel? I can see it in your eyes. You’re so fucking ready…. and so am I.

Cindy suddenly got up from the recliner, standing and stretching her arms over her head to let the man see every inch of her, front and back, as she turned and pirouetted in front of him. Her thong was completely wet, and translucent with the wetness seeping out of her. Her nipples were fully erect, making hard, long points in the fabric of the indecently small bikini top. She tossed her head back to make a show of swirling her long, silky hair around her face and across her back.

As she made a show of bending over and picking up her towel, she bumped into her bottle of oil with her hip, causing it to roll across the pool deck and under the man’s recliner. She looked up, acting bewildered, while she pretended to search for it beneath her lounger.

Aha! There it is. You naughty man. You’ve got it!

Grinning a wicked, teasing smile, she slowly walked over to him and knelt down next to him. She clumsily stubbed her toe against his chair and tripped. As she pretended to catch herself from falling, she slipped her hand underneath his towel, and placed it directly on his erection. She held her hand there, motionless, as she reached under his recliner with her other hand to retrieve her oil. She whispered, “Sorry about that. I hope you don’t mind.”

The man was silent, struck dumb with astonishment and paralyzed; a motionless statue with a huge erection. His body was held rigid and immobile by the feather-light weight of Cindy’s left hand, resting casually on his cock. His mouth gaped open, as if he wanted to say something, but he could not even begin to form words, much less sentences.

I was right. You are a naughty man. Sitting here with your cock sticking out of your swimsuit while you jerk off. Did I do that to you? Me?

Cindy started to stroke the painfully hard erection sticking out from beneath the thin nylon of the man’s swimsuit. Her fingertips moved slowly and sensually up and down the shaft, using such a light touch that it was as if he was being touched with a soft, downy feather. She felt his erection pulse and twitch beneath her excruciatingly slow strokes. All the while, she stared into his anguished, fearful eyes.

He stared back, and then his eyes darted around, to see if anyone nearby had noticed what the lithe, nearly naked young goddess was doing to him right there, out in the open. He shuddered and groaned, while Cindy studied his face, her eyes round and bright with excitement.

As she grasped the bottle and prepared to stand, she lifted her hand from his bulging cock and tossed his towel aside so his erection was revealed to anyone looking in his direction. As the shock of what she had done hit him, she surprised him again when she forced her wet, fragrant fingers into his open mouth.

He just sat there, staring at her, awestruck at the extremely sensual being who was teasing him so mercilessly. Without thinking, he sucked on her fingers, licking them with his tongue as she slowly retrieved them from between his teeth.

Cindy stood up, and then leaned over him, dangling her tits in front of his face while she smiled at him and said, “I hope you have a nice day.” Squeezing his cock one more time, she tossed his towel back over his cock and turned and headed for the exit, her mission accomplished.

As she neared the locker room, she looked at her Master, on the other side of the pool. He raised his drink to her, in salute and recognition of her performance.

Inside the locker room, she hurried to put on her T-shirt and skirt. She did not shower, knowing that her Master would want to take her as she was; hot, sweaty, and soaking wet. She strode quickly out into the parking lot, heading directly for the last row of cars, near the bushes. Her Master’s car would be there, and she knew that he was going to lift up her tiny skirt and fuck her right there in the parking lot, in the back seat of his car, in broad daylight.

In The Car

Cindy found the large blue Lexus sedan in the last row of the parking lot, a shimmering island in a lake of hot, black asphalt. Thankfully, no other cars were within several rows of her Master’s car. She unlocked the door and got into the driver’s seat. She started the car and adjusted both the driver’s seat and the passenger seat to slide them all the way forward, and to make their seat backs as vertical as possible. Then she opened the sunroof to let the hot air trapped inside the car escape. Her mission accomplished, she turned off the ignition.

Then Cindy jumped into the back seat, to wait for him. She tossed her sandals onto the floor, and put on the blindfold that was waiting for her, neatly folded and tied with a red ribbon, in the center of the seat. As she settled back to wait, she spread her legs and placed a hand between them. The hem of the tiny black skirt was right at her pussy, giving her fingers easy access to her hot, wet slit. Her other hand was busy playing with her nipples through the skin-tight, sweat-dampened T-shirt.

I did it. I did it for you. I am so fucking hot, Master. I need to be fucked. God, I need to be fucked right now.

Cindy’s cunt quickly became as wet and juicy as it was when she was masturbating for the man at the pool. As she had done so many times before, she was making the leather seat slick with her copiously flowing wetness. She smiled, knowing that her Master likened this to a wolf bitch marking her territory with her scent.

After all, this was one of Cindy’s favorite places to fuck.

There was something about being fucked in the back seat of a car, cramped and uncomfortable as it was, that was deeply thrilling and erotic. Perhaps, it was the combination of being enclosed in such a powerful metallic cocoon, or maybe it was the risk of getting caught. She didn’t try to analyze it. She only knew that it fulfilled a deep, primal need for her; almost as much as belonging to her Master did.

And she knew, for a fact, that her Master would always trade the “new car” smell for the “just fucked Cindy” smell in his fleet of automobiles. For that was exactly what he had done with this one. Cindy had gone to the dealership with him to pick it up, and after she had provided a maddening distraction to the salesman who had the misfortune of having to perform the delivery checklist for him, they had stopped in the first parking lot they had found on the way home; to jump in the back seat so he could strip her naked, spank her ass until it was bright red and she was squirming under his hand like a bitch in heat, and then fuck her hard and passionately.

She had even been permitted to come, as soon as she was ready, which was a rare treat. She had gotten the back seat soaking wet and imbued with her feminine essence, to mark it as her personal fuck-nest, before the odometer had reached 25 miles.

Cindy started to squirm on the seat with arousal and anticipation, as she remembered that first fuck in this car, when the door to the rear seat was thrown open and a man climbed in beside her.

Just as they had done so many times before, Cindy did not say anything, and neither did he. Part of the thrill was in not knowing, for sure, that the man sitting next to her, with his hands reaching for her thighs and her breasts was, indeed, her Master. The possibility that this was a stranger, to whom she had been given by her Master – or an absolute stranger - was a powerful aphrodisiac.

Cindy turned to face the man sitting next to her. His hands were on her tits in a flash, his thumbs cupped underneath each firm, rounded breast, lifting them up, like a sexy, push-up bra. His fingers wrapped around the sides and top of each soft globe, squeezing them up, out, and together.

Please, Sir. Fuck your cunt. I need it now. Please, take me.

She opened her mouth, in expectation of his lips touching hers and his tongue entering into her soft, sweet tasting cavern to dance with her own tongue. Right on cue, his hot breath was there and then his mouth was feasting on her lips. Soon, their tongues were dancing a feverish pas de deux.

Cindy moaned in response to the taste of her Master’s lips, knowing now that it was, indeed, him; and to his firm, yet gently erotic manhandling of her breasts. His thumbs flicked up from beneath her breasts to fondle and tease her pierced nipples, the thin cotton and spandex of her T-shirt chafing at her painfully erect pink buds.

Then his hands pulled Cindy’s T-shirt up above her breasts, to expose her luscious tits. He kissed his way down her neck, across the narrow white strip of shirt that framed her lewdly displayed breasts, and into the gentle valley between the soft, smooth hills on either side. At the same time, Cindy’s hands left her sides to land in her Master’s lap.

She expertly unzipped his shorts and freed his erect cock, to cradle it in her hands. She stroked it lovingly, caressing the long, smooth, hard shaft that she knew so well. Then, whispering obscene words of endearment, she gently rubbed the palm of her hand across the crown of the large, flaring, head; feeling the sudden wetness as his pre-come moistened her hand.

Her Master’s lips circled her nipples now, sharpening them into hard, pink points. He extended the tip of his tongue to insert it through her nipple rings, one after the other, teasing her and turning her into melted butter, just like he always did. C

Cindy purred in response to the way he played her body like a virtuoso played a violin. Her entire ass was wet and slick with her juices, now that her skirt had ridden up far enough that her naked skin was in direct contact with supple, fragrant leather of the seat.

After slapping her hard on her hip to signal his intent, he turned Cindy around so she faced the rear window. He encircled her waist with his hands and guided her into a standing position, her feet on the floor of the car, and angling her body backwards to wedge it between the front seats so that her head, shoulders and chest were sticking out the sunroof.

Cindy’s t-shirt was still pulled up, her naked tan breasts exposed above the roof of the car for anybody nearby to see. He grabbed her wrists, and held them firmly at her sides. Knowing what he intended to do, Cindy spread her legs as wide apart as she could in the tight confines of the car.

His face descended to her naked pussy.

Yes, fuck yes! I am so wet for you. This is your cunt, Sir. Take it!

He teased her by blowing alternately cool and hot puffs of air across her slit. A moment later, his tongue snaked out of his mouth and touched her, licking her up and down the length of her slippery, wet labia. Cindy tossed her head and hair back and around as she urged him on. “Please, Master, lick my hot, wet pussy. This cunt is yours, it belongs only to you. Please, suck on my clit. Lap up the juices pouring out of my warm, pink cunt. Please let me come, Master.”

Saying nothing, he parted her fleshy pink lips with his tongue. He teased her hard, engorged clit with the tip of his tongue, circling around it repeatedly, and flicking it back and forth across it, in a blur of motion.

Cindy was fighting him now, her arms struggling to get free so she could pull his head and mouth even closer to the center of her being. For now, her entire existence was focused on her clit, and on the orgasm that she knew was not far off.

But he held her arms tightly, not letting her take control of what he is doing. Cindy writhed and twisted back and forth as she fought him.

Sensing that she was finally ready to have him substitute his cock for his tongue, he suddenly twisted her around and pulled her down to impale her on his cock.

Her wet pussy greeted his penis eagerly. She spread her legs to straddle him, and she lowered herself onto the long, hard shaft. Cindy moaned in satisfaction as he stretched and filled her cunt. His hands were on her hips as she began a slow up and down rhythm. She lifted herself far enough to keep only the tip of the cock insider her, before easing herself down the long descent to his belly. Again, and again, she slow-fucked the man she belonged to, the man who knew her body so well, and who fulfilled her every need, no matter how wicked or deviant or scandalous.

“You know me so well, Sir. I am a whore for your cock. I’ll do anything for you. Anything. Did you like my performance? I was thinking about you the entire time. I love being your little cock-teaser and your slut.”

As the speed and the sense of urgency of their coupling increased, he released her wrists. One of his hands reached around her hip to fondle and tease Cindy’s swollen clit, nestled in the soft folds of her labia; while the other played with her ass cheeks.

Cindy reached down to grasp the base of the long, hard cock that was turning her insides into freshly churned butter, and to fondle the large balls that she so dearly loved to hold in her grasp. Holding a man that way – by his cock and his balls, while he fucked you – was the ultimate in intimacy. To be able to feel him tense and contract and then spurt his orgasm up into her spasming cunt was heaven on earth.

Neither of them said a word – this was part of the game – but Cindy’s mewing and her ragged little cries left no doubt that she was on the edge. His long, deep breaths and the way he used his hands on her hips to pull her down onto his cock predicted the immediacy of his need.

They were ready, both of them – cunt and cock – to do what this entire afternoon had been scripted to deliver.

Knowing that neither of them would last much longer, he took the thumb on his right hand and pressed it against Cindy’s asshole. Her puckered brown entrance resisted at first, and then opened, to admit the insistent visitor. He forced his thumb in up to the first knuckle, feeling the pressure as her muscles tried to tighten around the invader. He began to slide it in and out, to get her asshole well lubricated with her own juices and to loosen her up for what was to come.

Cindy never missed a beat. She maintained her elevator ride up and down his cock while her asshole was being breached. She moaned louder now, as the combination of the cock in her pussy and the finger in her ass started to dance a duet. His finger, now deeply embedded in her ass, massaged her cunt and the cock imprisoned within it, through the thin wall of flesh that separated the two passages.

She lifted her hands up from his cock to grip the sides of the front seats while she levered herself up and down; forcefully ramming her cunt down onto his cock while her body pistoned up and down like a sledgehammer. All the while, her head and her mane of long, silky hair bobbed up and down through the sunroof.

Anyone within a hundred feet of them would see in an instant that Cindy was fucking like an insatiable and utterly shameless slut. The mere sight of her face through the sunroof was all the evidence an onlooker would need. But Cindy saw no one and would not have cared if she had. Her graphic, profane vocalization of her lust, and of her insatiable appetite for the penis that was pumping in and out of her pussy, disintegrated into a series of unintelligible animal sounds as she neared orgasm.

Without being told, Cindy knew when they were ready. She lifted herself up and held herself with just the cock head within her pussy for a moment. She trembled and shook, waiting for the last possible instant. Then, she rammed her cunt down, her pussy slapping wetly against his belly, and using her muscles to squeeze and milk the cock inside her while grinding her pussy against him in a lewd, circular motion.

That was it. The final threshold shredded and torn away.

He cried out and lunged forward, latching onto a nipple ring with the hand that had been furiously massaging her clit. His wet, slippery fingers barely managed to hold onto the nipple ring, pulling it up and down, and left and right; while the thumb in her ass danced a wild tarantella; competing to divert Cindy’s orgasmic explosion from the firestorm in her cunt.

At precisely the last moment - plus several slow-motion heartbeats of time - when she could bear the intensity no longer, he granted her permission to come.

Cindy instantly careened over the edge of the cliff into the long free-fall of an intense, sustained orgasm. Synchronized down to the heartbeat, his cock erupted and shot white-hot bullets of come deep into her cunt, seemingly shooting all the way to her brain and ricocheting off the insides of her head.

Cindy screamed loudly as she came again – loud enough to wake the dead. The cock that owned her pussy came again, too, pumping more semen into her now sloppily-wet cunt. She gushed a combination of her own juices, come, and sweat all over their legs and the car seat as their orgasms cascaded and crashed into each other.

Finally, spent, they collapsed into each other’s arms in the back seat, and rested. It took several minutes for them to regain their composure, for their heart rates to return to normal, and for them to disentangle their intertwined limbs. When her arms were able to respond to her commands, Cindy pulled her T-shirt down over her sweat-soaked chest; and after making a feeble attempt at adjusting her skirt, she staggered out of the car and into the front passenger seat.

Not bothering to put his cock back into his pants or zipping up, Cindy’s stage-master dragged himself around to the driver’s seat. And when he started the car and prepared to drive her home, she removed her blindfold and leaned over to kiss him gently on the lips before snuggling down in his lap to lick his cock clean of the deliciously sticky combination of come and cunt juices, just as she always did.

As she ended her kiss and slid down his chest towards his lap, Cindy saw the man she had teased and tortured at the pool standing next to a nearby car, watching them. She smiled at him, while he stared at her.

Cindy kept looking, and studying his face, as their car approached him. She waited to lower her head down onto her Master’s lap until they pulled up right next to the man.

He stopped the car there, right next to the man; pausing long enough for him to look down into their car to watch Cindy sucking and licking his now-stiffening cock.

Cindy raised her lips from the cock, looked up, and smiled again at the man.

“I hope you have a nice day, Sir.”

And then she lowered her head down to resume fellating her Master’s cock.

And then they drove away, leaving the man standing there in the parking lot, watching the taillights of the car as they turned out into the street into the onrushing gloom of the warm summer evening.

Frat Party

Kim woke up early and looked over at her college roommate who also happened to be her twin sister. She smiled because Kassidy had thrown the covers off and she lay on the bed with her legs spread wide and she too was nude. The girls loved to sleep nude and it was like looking in the mirror. They were just like their mother 5'4' tall long blonde hair, blue eyes, small 34A tits, and that cunt that lay spread open as it most always did, even when they weren't sexually aroused. They both weighed about 105-107 lbs and they turned the eyes of many of the boys in school, but they enjoyed sex with each other as well, and now Kim got out of bed and crawled into Kassidy's bed and nestled her face between Kassidy's legs, and Kassidy stirred awake.

Kim looked up at her and mumbled good morning with her face still buried in her sister's pussy. Kassidy laughed and said "You are such a cunt, Kim, but that feel so good. Good morning to you too, sister" as she reached down and stroked Kim's hair. She spread her legs even wider and enjoyed the feeling of Kim licking her clit. She smiled and told Kim, "Better watch out girl, I have to pee this morning."

Kim ignored her and pushed her tongue deep into Kassidy's cunt. She reached up and took both of here tits into her hands and tweaked the nipples. The girls had found they loved rooming together just because of this. They could eat any time they wanted, and they did just that. Kassidy moaned as she felt the orgasm wave over her and cover her sister's face with her juices. Kim looked up and said, "Now you can go piss you little slut."

Kassidy looked at her and pulled her face closer and kissed her deeply. Kim said "I love you, Kass. I hope we are never seperated."

"Me either, Kim, I love you too."

"I wonder how mom's doing, we should call her. It's been a couple of weeks and this is her first time of being alone since she married daddy. When he left, Johnny immediately moved in and now, well, let's call her later."

"Okay, Kass, we will. I've got to shower and get ready for class, but thanks for breakfast." With that she laughed and headed for the shower. Kim got up and went in the bathroom to pee, and pulled the shower curtain open when she sat on the commode so she could harrass her sister, and Kim sprayed her with the water. They got dressed and walked to class together. They talked with a group of guys from a local frat on the way and discovered that they were having a party tonight and decided that it might be a fun thing to do. They guys told them where the party was and what time. They said they were going to have two kegs and plenty of hard liquor. The girls said they would probably be their and they would see them later. With that they headed for class. At two oclock, their day was over and they met and went back to their dorm to get rid of their books. They made plans to go to the library tomorrow and talked about the party tonight. They planned to go about 8:30 or 9:00, and they talked about dancing and guys. They had already had sex with two of the guys they talked with this morning and talked about fucking them again tonight. The guys didn't know they had already had sex with both of them, and they giggled about it. They had switched places with each other, and each had fucked the other's date on a couple of occasions. They did this often and the guys never knew it, or at least they never said anything about it.

Kim had inherited one thing from her mother, she loved to suck cocks. Kassidy on the other hand loved to be fucked and since the night they went out with their mother when they were on break, Kassidy had wanted to be fucked in the ass again. Kim also wanted to try it, but she would rather spend the evening on her knees sucking her man's cock and eating his cum. Not that Kassidy didn't suck cocks, but she didn't have the overwhelming urge to be oral the way Kim did, and Kim did enjoy fucking, she just would rather have a cock in her mouth, or a cunt for that matter.

They both looked forward to the party tonight. They loved to see each other get fucked.

They decided to pick up the phone and call home. Kim dialed the number and when Lynne picked up they talked about everything, then Kassidy took the phone and they also talked about all they could. Finally, Kassidy asked how her sex life was, and she told her about the preacher she met the night before, and what had happened, Kim was listening and the three of them laughed when Lynne had told them about the 5 dollar bill he had given her. She told them she kept it, so she could now be officially called a cheap whore. Just before they hung up they planned to get together during spring break and have a girls night out.

Kassidy and Kim decided to get ready to go, but first they began to kiss and fondle each other and before they knew what was happening they had stripped each other and were making love. First, Kassidy went down on Kim, then she lay back and spread her legs to let Kim work her magic and Kim did just that, she pushed her tongue into Kassidy's cunt and probed as deep as she could, then she moved her tongue down past her pussy and worked her tongue into her sister's ass as she held her legs apart and high in the air. Kassidy moaned as her sister tongued her asshole. She loved to have her ass eaten and nobody did it better than Kim, and nobody had any more enthusiasm than her beautiful sister. She lay back and enjoyed as she remembered her face buried in that sweet pussy of Kim. Her lips still tasted of her and she relaxed as her ass was pushed open even further by Kim's tongue. She knew she wanted a cock in her ass tonight, and felt it open even further under Kim's onslaught.

"Do you like the taste of my ass, Kim?"

"Mmmmm"

"I guess that means you do, huh" and she felt her sister try to push her tongue deeper into her asshole. She felt like Kim's tongue was an inch into her ass, and she pushed her ass against Kim's face.

"That's it eat my ass, you little slut"

Kim worked her tongue even more.

"God your tongue feels soooooooooo good. I'm going to cum."

Kim's nose was in her sister's cunt and she worked felt the wetness as she tongued her asshole. Then Kassidy's cunt opened even more and she flooded Kim's face with wetness. Kim left her ass and moved her tongue back to her sister's cunt and she lapped up the juices that flowed so freely. She remembered nights that she would eat pussy right after Kassidy got home filled with a guys cum, in fact the night at the Hilton she had eaten two guys cum from Kassidy's pussy while they watched her. She had loved it so, especially being watched, and she looked forward to that again.

They lay in each other's arms for the next hour, kissing and cuddling before they began to prepare for the night's festivities. When they finally got up they took their showers and dressed in jeans and sweatshirts, wearing the same jewelry making sure that if they wanted to fuck the same guy that he would never know. They put jackets on because it was going to be cool that night and they wanted to stay warm. Before they left they kissed each other deeply and opened the door and walked to the frat house where the party was to be held. It was just off campus, but they knew when it was time to come home they would get a ride.

When they walked in they were handed a beer and they guys they had talked with that morning came over and told them they were glad they could come. They kissed each of them and told them to enjoy. A couple of guys asked them to dance and so they said sure and started to dance and drink.

During the evening the sisters danced with 8 or 9 guys apiece and spent the evening having their bodies being felt, but they didn't seem to mind it too much and 2 AM, they were ready to either pick someone up or just head home, it was not that great, and they did have to do some research the next day, and they had each other.

Kim looked over and saw Kassidy dancing and kissing this guy with long hair and a beard. He was grinding his crotch into Kass's body and he had his hands on her ass pulling her toward him. She knew that probably meant Kass was going to end up fucking him tonight, and she looked around to see what prospects were still there.

As she was looking around she saw a guy she knew was on the football team, whose name was Lance, she had danced with him that night and wondered if he was looking for something to do for the rest of the evening. She went over to him and asked him what he was doing. He said he thought he would go ahead and leave in a few minutes. Kim asked him if he would like to dance once more before he left, and he said sure and they grabbed hold of each other and began to move to the music. She looked at Kassidy and watched as she was running her hands over the long hairs ass and he was grinding against her body.

Kim pushed her body against Lance and looked up at him. He was 6'5" and she felt his cock against her boobs as she pushed against him. He ground back against her and she felt him begin to harden. She looked him in the eyes and he leaned down and kissed her, she pushed her tongue into his mouth and felt his hands on her ass. The music ended and she thanked him, and asked how he was going to get back to the dorm. He said he was walking and she asked if she could walk with him. He said he would love to, she told him she had to tell her sister and she went to talk with Kassidy.

Kassidy introduced her to Shane and said she thought they would go back to the dorm too, they would walk with her. Kim smiled and told her that Lance was going too. Kassidy thought that was great, and they walked over to get Lance. Kim and Kassidy left to take a pee before they left and that gave Lance and Shane a chance to talk. They knew each other and talked about the twins, wondering if they could get lucky. Shane said he already knew that he was going to get fucked. Kassidy had told him he could spend the night with her. Lance said he didn't know yet, but hoped he could, and they high fived as the girls walked up.

Kim had already asked what Kassidy was going to do and found out that Shane was spending the night, so she hoped that Lance would want too also. When they saw the guy high five, they knew they must be talking about it so she was sure she too was not going to be alone for the evening.

As they walked toward their dorm, they all talked about school, and just in general. Along the way, Lance put his arm around Kim and she put her arm around his waist, Kim looked at Kassidy in front of her and saw she and Shane were beginning to cuddle also as they walked. When they got to their dorm they went to their room, and locked the door behind them. Kassidy and Shane sat on the edge of her bed and began kissing, while Kim went to the refrigerator and got a couple of beers for her and Lance and they sat on the edge of Kim's bed and she put her other hand on Lance's thigh, close to his crotch. She took a large swig of beer, and set her can down. She looked at Lance and ran her hand into his crotch and caressed his cock, as she moved up and kissed him. He put his can down and took her breast in his hand as they kissed. He looked over and saw that Shane had already pulled the sweatshirt over Kassidy's head and he looked at her beautiful tits as he fondled her sister. He reached under her sweatshirt and pushed it up and she helped him remove it. Kassidy stood and unbuttoned her jeans and pushed them to the floor along with her thong and Kim knelt in front of Lance and began to undo his pants. Shane stood and dropped his pants and boxer's, then threw his shirt aside and he and Kassidy fell together on the bed. Lance felt the cool air as Kim took his cock free and licked the head. He looked down at her and leaned back. She pulled at his jeans, and he lifted his ass so she could pull his pants down. Kassidy had her hand around Shane's cock as she kissed him. She whispered to him, "I want to fuck" as he caressed her breasts.

Kim looked at the cock in front of her, about 7 inches, with a large head and a nice set of balls, she smiled as she looked at her sister and Shane, then took the cock into her mouth and ran her tongue over the head as she began to suck him. His cock tasted a little salty, she knew it was because he had been pissing all night at the party and she found it always made her hotter than hell. She loved the taste of a cock after hours at a party where the man had been drinking.

Lance looked down at Kim and thought how wonderful it felt to have his cock sucked. He looked over at Kassidy and watched her reach down and guide Shane's cock into her cunt. This was wild, having his cock sucked and watching Kassidy get fucked, and his cock was already pulsing because it needed release. He told Kim that he was already going to cum, if she didn't stop, and she didn't, but started sucking harder. He only lasted another 2 minutes and then filled her mouth with his thick creamy sperm. He moaned as she slowed her bobbing head and let him enjoy having his cock sucked.

When Lance moaned Kassidy looked over at her sister and watch as she swallowed, and it triggered her first orgasm as Shane fucked her. She moaned loudly and wrapped her legs around Shane and ground her cunt into his cock. She looked him in the eye and told him, loud enough for Kim and Lance to hear, "I want you to fuck me in the ass."

Shane pulled from her pussy and put his cock against her ass, and he pushed forward. Kassidy felt as his cock pushed her ass open and the head slipped inside her anal passage. She looked over and saw that Kim was looking at her with her mouth full of Lance's cock. She smiled at Kim as she told Shane, "Fuck me hard, I love it in the ass."

Kim felt Lance's cock swell back to hardness again, and stood and removed the rest of her clothes and she climbed onto his cock, settling down against him.

Lance felt Kim's pussy as it slid over his cock and enjoyed it as she began to ride him. He held her tight and kissed her, tasting his own sperm on her lips and he began bucking against her as they fucked. Kassidy told Shane that she wanted him to take her from behind and Shane pulled free, his cock swinging in the air as Kassidy turned over and put her ass back in the air. Shane moved behind her and put his cock at her ass and pushed forward quickly, and Kassidy moaned at the unexpected swiftness. She reached under her and fingered her clit as Shane fucked her ass hard.

Kim and Lance looked over and watched Shane ram his cock into Kassidy's ass, and Kim rode him harder than ever. She looked at him and told him she wanted him to cum in her mouth when he was ready, and he pounded her harder.

Kim heard Shane announce her was going to cum and she looked over as he pushed deep into Kassidy's ass and held tight and she knew he was emptying his cum into her twin's ass. Kassidy looked over at her and mouthed the words "I love you, Kim"

Lance told Kim he was going to cum again, and she moved off his cock and took started to take him in her mouth as the first shot flew out of his cock and landed on her nose. She wrapped her lips around his cock and swallowed the rest of the cum he produced. He fell back on the bed as Kim continued to suck his cock.

Kassidy lay face down on her bed, Shane still in her ass, and she felt his cum begin to trickle out of her and down over her cunt. Shane told her "Damn that was good, Kassidy. I've never fucked anyone in the ass before."

Kassidy just moaned as she lay beneath him. He pulled from her and started getting dressed. She watched and he kissed her and headed for the door, Lance told him he'd be right with him. Kim pulled her mouth free and he kissed her and told her he loved tonight, but he had to leave. He dressed and went to the door and Kim immediately locked the door and went to Kassidy, who was still laying face down on the bed. She kissed Kassidy and moved down where she could lick the cum from her sisters body. She buried her tongue into the wide open ass and licked the sperm from it and made sure she cleaned her thoroughly before she moved up and they held each other as they fell asleep.

It had been a good night.