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Ann: A Love Story Ch. 23

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There’s nothing quite like standing at the luggage carousel of an airport, waiting for your bags to arrive. The scene is the same everywhere. People craning their necks, looking…hoping…praying that the items they gave the airline will actually show up on that magical moving belt. It’s a little like Russian roulette. Someone’s going to get the bullet in the chamber, and their bags aren’t going to be there. The morbid among us wait until the very end to see the lifeless corpses drag themselves to the Customer Service Desk to make their desperate plea, which is almost always followed by a period of desperation and mourning for the luggage that was lost.

Normally on a trip as short in duration as I was taking, I wouldn’t even be near the carousels. I would have just carried on everything I needed and been well on my way to the rental car agency of my choosing. But I was traveling with Tina, so I stood there with the rest of the mob…waiting.

It really is amusing to watch people react in the baggage claim area. First, just watching them wait impatiently for the belts to start moving; and once they do, their immediate excitement of that moment, which is quickly followed by the utter disappointment they feel as it snakes along, inching forward while it remains empty. Then a rogue, random bag comes through the opening, and everyone gets needlessly excited, because there’s just the one. Sure, another follows eventually, but they are sporadic and random.

I’ve often wondered what happens on the other end, where the workers are putting the bags onto the belt. Did they take some kind of class in mental torture, or are they just eating sandwiches and talking while they occasionally throw a bag or a suitcase onto the belt?

After fifteen minutes of waiting and watching the assortment of luggage go by, we finally had ours and we were on our way to get a car. The chamber was empty for us, and we spun it and handed that proverbial gun to the next passenger/victim. We didn’t wait to see who got the bullet, but as we walked away I listened and wondered if the imaginary pistol was about to go off.

Flying into Dulles, we had already taken their odd shuttle system from the infield terminal to the main one. Once we had our bags, we had to take a shuttle bus to the nearby facilities that rent cars. The whole experience was like an abridged version of ‘Planes, Trains and Automobiles’ on fast forward.

Tina and I waited patiently in line again. I was patient, anyway. Tina was wired, shifting her weight back and forth from foot to foot. She continued to clutch to her cup of cum, sipping away in front of people that must have wondered what it was she was actually drinking. The perverseness of it brought a smile to her face every time she lifted the cup to her full lips. I’m not sure if she was doing it for herself or for me…but watching Tina do it and knowing she wasn’t wearing panties under her short miniskirt was keeping me wired in a different way.

Finally, we made it to the front of the line, and were pointed at by a lovely redheaded woman behind the counter. Her nametag said Rita, and her tanned smile was like a warm and inviting embrace.

“May I help who’s next, please,” came her call as she bent her index finger, motioning us to come towards her. They were words I thought we’d never hear.

“I have a reservation,” I said, hoping it was true. I hadn’t made the arrangements. The company I was interviewing with had made all the travel details, including airlines, rental car and hotel. I’d never traveled before without doing all that myself, so I was a little apprehensive, worried that somehow there’d be a mix-up and I’d have to deal with a problem. Or worse, pay my own way and fight to get reimbursed.

Rita heard the inflection of my statement. “That sounded more like a question. Let’s see if we can calm your fears, sweetie. Name please?”

“Neil Thomas.”

“Ah, Mr. Thomas. We’ve been expecting you,” she said, her smile widening.

I looked at Tina, who shrugged her shoulders. Neither of us knew what that comment meant, and Rita didn’t elaborate. It seemed a little odd, but I filed it away that it was just her way of making me feel more comfortable.

Rita checked her files, and pulled out a completed packet ready to go. Opening the file folder, she smiled and said, “We had you listed for a mid-sized sedan, but I see here that you’ve been given a free upgrade. I’ll have them bring it to the front for you.”

“A free upgrade? Why?”

“I’m really not sure Mr. Thomas. I suppose it’s because you’re handsome and debonair. But I can promise you…this car certainly suits your style better. I’ll just be a moment.”

I looked at Tina once more, who shrugged again and took a sip with a smile. She batted her eyes, and I was lost in them as Rita called on a walkie talkie to have our car brought to us. I’d never had that before either. I’d always taken the keys and had to trudge out to the lot to find my own ride. This one was being driven to us like I was a VIP member.

Moments later, Bayan Escort Gaziantep a young attendant drove in front of the building and parked a new IROC Camaro convertible. It was black on black, and when he lowered the roof before he got out, I was stunned beyond belief.

“There’s your vehicle, Mr. Thomas. Here’s your paperwork. You’re all set. Have a great day.”

“Are you sure that car is for us?” I said, still a little shocked.

“Yes sir. Like I said, it seems to suit your style. It’s perfect for a man like you. A map to your hotel is in your dossier, along with maps for your trip tomorrow. Have a great time.” Rita handed me a file folder full of the paperwork, and I smiled. It was the best customer service I’d ever received from a rental car experience.

“Cool,” Tina said as we walked to the car, the first words she’d spoken since we’d walked into the place.

The attendant put our luggage in the trunk for us and handed me the keys. Tina opened the file, which was organized very professionally. The map to the hotel we would be staying at was on top. I fired up the V8, and we pulled out. It was a bright sunny late afternoon in DC, and having a convertible was suddenly a nice bonus.

~*~*~*~*~*~

We made our way to the hotel, which was about 30 minutes from the airport. The drive was nice, and Tina loved it as much as I did.

“I can’t believe they gave us this car, Neil. This must be a pretty impressive company you’re interviewing with.”

“I’m not sure it was the company. She said it was a free upgrade…but that doesn’t make any sense. Why would they do that? Not that I’m arguing…this is a sweet ride!”

I pulled into the Sheraton we would be staying at, and drove under the awning. I asked Tina if she wanted to stay, but she said she wanted to get out and stretch her legs. So, I put the tip up and opened the door for her. As we walked together though the lobby, I noticed a cute young brunette working the desk, and she smiled as we approached her.

“Are there any guys that work in this world,” I said to myself, thinking about how I always seemed to be dealing with one wonderfully attractive woman after another. I knew there had to be…somewhere. They were out there, but I was in a zone where it seemed everyone I interacted with was female and gorgeous. I wasn’t complaining, but it did seem odd.

“Good afternoon, Sir.”

Reading her nametag, I said “Good Afternoon, Tammy. We have some reservations, under the name Thomas.”

She lit up, smiling wide like she’d just seen an old friend. “Yes, Sir. We’ve been expecting you. Just a moment.”

Tammy walked away, and Tina quickly said, “Why does everyone keep saying they’re expecting us?”

In reality, it had only been two people, but I got her point. It was two people in a row. I could only chalk it up to my interview. Maybe they were trucking a lot of people in for the job. My heart sank a little, thinking I might be up against the world for a job I was already having misgivings about being under qualified for. I didn’t need the added aggravation of worrying about my competition, when I was already worried enough just about the interview itself. I could feel myself getting uptight as I stood there.

When Tammy came back, she was carrying two boxes, placing them on the counter in front of her. I looked at Tina, who gave me her now familiar shoulder shrug. Tammy just left them there, and rummaged through her files, pulling out some paperwork and setting it on the countertop for me to review.

“Just sign here for the room, Mr. Thomas.”

I looked at the paperwork, and I could tell that the original document had been altered. I looked at Tammy, who smiled.

“What’s going on?” I asked.

“We changed the room reservations per your request, sir. From two rooms, to an Executive Suite.”

I was going to say something about the change, since I knew that I had been ‘honest’ with Jeff in my phone interview that I would be bringing my fiancée’s stepsister with me to scope out the area. He said they would pick up the tab for just the one room, and I told him that wouldn’t be a problem. Tina grabbed my arm and just shook her head slightly, thinking we had gotten a deal. I went along with it, but a pit formed in my stomach. I figured I’d at least confirm the change with Jeff the next day so there would be no surprises.

“Is there a problem, Sir?” Tammy asked.

“Uh…no, not at all. Thank you for doing that for me.”

“My pleasure. Here are the room keys. Top floor, turn right out of the elevator. Your suite is at the end of the hall.”

“Very good. Thank you.”

“And these packages arrived for you today, Sir. This one if for you, and this one is for your associate, Miss Galore,” Tammy said as she nodded toward, Tina.

Tina started to say something, but I gave her the look this time and smiled.

“Thank you, Tammy.”

“I’ll have someone bring your bags and these to your room. Will there be anything else?”

“Not right now, Tammy. Thanks.”

“Very well, Sir. Johnny!” she called out.

“Yes, Tammy,” he said a young man dressed in a vest that appeared out of nowhere.

“Please see Mr. Thomas and his associate to their room.”

I took the room keys and put them in my pocket. We walked out to the car, and Tina was beside herself.

“What the fuck is going on? Who is Miss Galore?”

“I’m not sure. Something’s strange. I had a pit in my stomach before, but now I’m thinking about this whole thing differently. The car…the room. Let’s just wait and see. Okay?”

“Sure. I’m not bitching. It just seems like they have the wrong people.”

“I know,” I said as I opened the trunk. Johnny came out of the hotel with a cart and took our luggage. I left Tina with him while I parked the car, and then the three of us went up the elevator together. He opened our room and took us inside, putting the luggage neatly in place and the cartons on top of a mahogany desk. The room was huge, and it was just a living room. To the side was a huge set of double doors. The bellhop, for lack of a better word, opened the doors to show us the bedroom…complete with a luxurious king sized bed. It was a room out of a movie.

“Will there be anything else, Sir?” he asked.

I handed him a five dollar tip and said, “No. Thank you very much.”

“You’re welcome, Sir. Enjoy your stay.”

As he shut the door behind him, Tina said, “Who is P. Galore?”

“What?” I asked.

“This package. It says it’s for P. Galore, in care of N. Thomas at this address. What the hell is going on, Neil?”

I smiled. I finally had a clue, but I wanted to confirm it. “Let me open my package, and we’ll see if we can find out.”

~*~*~*~*~*~

Ann and I had had a conversation the same Wednesday night after the phone interview. I had commented that it went very well, and they wanted to bring me in for a series of face to face interviews that coming Saturday. When I asked her, she made a comment about it being very fast, and she wondered about my plans for the weekend. I had told her that I had intended to go to see ‘License to Kill’, the new James Bond movie that had just come out that week. I was going to go see it with Matt on Saturday, but that was going to have to be delayed now that I had to travel.

We had already had a lengthy discussion about my love of Bond films weeks before. It was one of those Saturday nights, after we’d helped each other get off on the phone. We were discussing movies, and we ended up talked about everything Bond. I was surprised that Ann had an interest in the series herself, although admittedly not as passionate as mine. But she knew a lot. We debated the various Bond’s, both loving Sean Connery the best. I told her I liked Timothy Dalton, if only because he was different that the campy version that Roger Moore had evolved into in his later films. He wasn’t Connery, but he was better than that.

Ann had asked me what my favorite Bond film was, and I had told her it was ‘Goldfinger’. When she asked me why, I told her it had Connery, and it also had Bond playing golf. Not to mention a naked chick painted in gold, which I found sexy, even though she was dead. It was that conversation that came to mind when I heard Tina say the one box was addressed to P. Galore. It didn’t dawn on me when Tammy had said Miss Galore at the front desk, but it made more sense when the ‘P’ was put in front of it.

The cartons were sent Federal Express overnight, and both were marked as having come from San Francisco. There was no doubt in my mind that Ann was a part of all of what was going on. I just didn’t know what it was yet, or the extent of it.

I carefully opened the box addressed to my attention. The contents of the carton were carefully packaged. A great deal of care had been taken to present it in a specific manner…there was an attempt for a desired effect. In the very top, there was a sealed 9 x 12 manila envelope that was very official looking. It was marked in the top corner as being from ‘MI6’, and in the middle, was a neatly typed label that said “Bond”. It was even stamped with a red “Confidential” mark. I laughed when I pulled it out of the box, and I turned to look at Tina, who was peering over my shoulder.

“Have a look at this, Pussy,” I said with a grin.

“Excuse me?” Tina said, thinking I was in some way insulting her, or coming on to her.

“Your name is Pussy. Pussy Galore, like in the movie. See, I’m James Bond.”

“You’re kidding?”

“Have you seen the movie?”

“I’ve seen all of them. I just never dreamed that’s what this was all about. Actually, what IS this all about?”

“Still not sure, but Ann knows I love Bond movies, and that ‘Goldfinger’ is my favorite.”

I looked in the drawer of the desk the boxes were sitting on, and found a gold plated letter opener. Carefully placing it inside the tiny sliver of an opening, I sliced the envelope open and peeked inside. There was a smaller envelope, along with several other papers inside. I pulled out the smaller envelope first, and it was addressed to “James” in Ann’s handwriting. Opening it, I found a handwritten letter.

~*~*~*~*~*~

Dear James,

I trust your flight went well, and you had no issues getting to the hotel. I try my best to make your travel arrangements to suit you. I hope you’re pleased with the car. Because of the urgency of this mission, Q wasn’t able to get your Aston Martin on location in time to meet you, so I had to improvise. I also assume you found the itinerary provided with the car to your liking. I always try my best to please my favorite 00 agent. In fact, I would love the chance to please you personally, if you could find the time to fit me into your personal schedule.

There’s been a last minute change to your cover, which is spelled out in the mission overview. This necessitated an alteration of the lodging arrangements. I apologize for your not having any notice, but I’m sure you covered it smoothly, like you always do.

James, as you know I cannot go into the details in this note. But do be a gentleman. And please be careful. As you know only too well, often the most benign assignments can suddenly be filled with danger. Please be careful.

I’ll await your return.

Your faithful servant,

Moneypenny

~*~*~*~*~*~

I couldn’t help but smile as I put the letter back in the envelope it came in and placed it on the desk. Looking back into the bigger envelope there was a red envelope that was regular sized. It was also marked ‘Confidential’, and ‘For Your Eyes Only’, both in bold black. The fact that it had a Bond film title on it told me that Ann was either more of a buff than she let on, or had really paid attention to detail. Or maybe she had some help with everything she was doing…who knew. What I did know was that Ann had not only put a lot of thought into it, she’d also put in a lot of effort and likely some money as well.

The envelope was marked with that day’s date, and a ‘case file’ number. Opening the envelope carefully, there were a couple of papers…well, documents inside. The first was a letter.

It was more of a mission outline, supposedly written by ‘M’, Bond’s boss in MI6. It outlined the scope and objectives of the mission.

~*~*~*~*~*~

Confidential – For Your Eyes Only

File: 007-69

From: MI6 – SIS – 00 Division

To: James Bond – 007

Codename: Shenandoah

Mission Scope: Reconnaissance; Intelligence Gathering; Espionage

Mission Type: Deep Undercover

Mission Length: Short term initial contact, with a strong potential for long term undercover assignment.

Mission: Infiltrate an international manufacturing corporation that is believed to be a front for illegal activities, including counterfeiting, drug trafficking, and arms dealing.

Initial intelligence reports indicate that the company is very well organized, and the illegal activities appear to be well conceived and are hidden deep within their organization.

Mission Specifics: Your alias will be Neil Thomas, an up and coming production manager from rural Indiana. The corporation is looking for highly motivated, highly skilled professionals to lead production in a new manufacturing facility currently under construction in the Shenandoah Valley of West Virginia. It is to be the newest, most modern state of the art facility in their North American operations. Preliminary intelligence indicates this plant will be dangerous with regard to potential impact in the world community.

We have been able to secure an extensive series of interviews with strategic corporate personnel hoping to hire Mr. Thomas as a manufacturing Supervisor. Your mission will be to research the companies needs quickly in these initial interviews, and portray yourself as the best fit for the position to establish a ‘mole’ inside their company.

Initial contact should concentrate on familiarizing yourself with as much about the company as possible, and gaining the confidence of the corporate management staff. Do not be concerned with trying to determine the depths of the activities we believe to exist in the initial contact. With the ultimate goal of achieving a position with the company, an undercover stronghold will be gained, and that information will be forthcoming.

MI6 has spent over six months trying to create a profile that would attract the hiring net the company is using to seek out their new management staff. This is our one and only real opportunity to get inside what appears to be a very intense and highly scrutinized personnel interviewing process. It is our belief that you will undergo analysis by their top personnel, and you will be required to take psychological and physical examinations by their staff.

Study the alias personnel profile carefully. You need to know every detail of the persona our Z branch created, and in essence, you must become Neil Thomas before the interview. You’ve been chosen for this assignment because our top people in Z branch believe that you have the proper attributes required to successfully complete the mission. Due to the danger that may be involved, it was also determined that a 00 was necessary.

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(Hey my pups I hope you like chapter 3, all characters in here are 18 and + well I hope you enjoy comment if you want me to change something’s or add a new character leave your email and if I like your idea I will definitely email you and put them in the story. There are errors here but there is more explanations about Jagger’s mom and the way she is then there’s some details about Alex and i hope you like it remember contact me if you think there’s something that is to much or to little so email me please and help me out for chapter 4 don’t make me beg my pups.)

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As I walked into the dining room I saw a huge group of people shouting “Happy birth day.” And a banner that said happy 18th birth day and a huge nightmare before Christmas cake with the number 18 on the top and other nightmare before Christmas decorations. My eyes misted over with tears and I covered my mouth then saw Bruce cuddled up with hunter the brown hair hazel eye man and smiled hugging Bruce tightly. “Was this all your idea Bruce?” I asked.

He shook his head and smiled pointing to Alex. “No he came over yesterday and I was freaking out and asked where you where he told me what happened. I told him after a few hours of talking and told him it was your birth day so we set this up. We waited for you to wake up, you slept for 2 days we started getting worried.”

I smiled and hugged Alex tightly crying softly kissing his cheek roughly. “Thank you so much…how did you know I liked nightmare before Christmas though?” Alex smiled and pointed to Bruce.

“Bruce told me and hunter came back with a shit load of jack skeleton and nightmare stuff. I put the posters up on my wall and other things also to make our room homier”

I smiled up at Alex and hugged him tightly. “Thank you I love it. It’s the best birthday I’ve had in years.”

“Even better then then last year when I took you to hooters?” Bruce said and I laughed nodding

“Dear god yes the girls kept on hugging me.” I rubbed my chest and chuckled at the memory. “Some of them hooters where hard as rocks.”

Alex laughed and hugged my waist from behind and introduced me to his 4 sisters, 3 brothers, 6 aunts, 8 uncles, 12 girl cousins, 19 boy cousins, his 2 grandmas and 2 grandpas including Alice Felix and Sparrow.

So many people and so many names I tried remembering them all. After the party ended I ended up getting a few CD’s and a few other things and a key to the house. That was the greatest present I slipped it onto my key ring and heard a loud bang on the door Alex’s mom went to answer it.

“No he isn’t here Sarah.” I heard Luna say

I froze and stiffened my eyes filling with tears and slowly turned seeing my mom in the door way.

She saw me and grinned motioning me to come over to her with her finger. “You come here now.” she said.

I obeyed and walked over looking at my feet then felt a hand on my shoulder and looked up seeing Preston shaking his head then all the other right behind me glaring at my mom then felt Alex interlace my fingers with his. “you no longer have any control over him Miss. Roads he lives here now” I heard dean say over my shoulder.

I looked up at him and cried silently and smiled wide. I take it back that was my favorite present. “R-really? You mean it?” dean nodded and smiled

I looked over at my mom glaring at me and stormed over grabbing my hand and tried pulling me away. But I refused to move I pulled my hand away and stepped more closely to the people that actually cared about me. I felt their hands on my back, shoulders and arms showing me they cared no matter who or what I was.

“No…..you never even cared about me did you? You only wanted me around to bully me….you never loved me did you?” I shook my head and looked around me at all the faces that looked back and smiled at me. “Do any of you mind that I’m gay? That I’m not very good at school or like to cook or read or even watch sappy romantic movies?” either they shook their head or mumbled “no” I looked at my mom and stepped forward.

“You hate that I’m gay that I cook and watch sappy movies like to….you hate that I wear tight cloths and like to go outside and walk around at night just to look at the moon, you hate me because I’m don’t act like a true “man.” You’re not my mom you’re ……..your MEAN. YOU’RE HORRIBLE YOU JUST USE ME AS YOU’RE LITTLE PUNCHING BACK AND I HATE YOU.”

I saw my mom step back as I got closer and closer yelling louder about how I truly felt making my face a beet red and it felt good getting it out. “YOU SICKEN ME I HATE YOU GET OUT I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN. I’ll come home to get the rest of my things”

I was panting at the end and turned around and hugged Alex. Everyone was staring at me wide eyed. I blushed an smiled at them and buried my face into Alex’s chest.

“Alright….fine I’m going to cut you off completely you can pay your own bills you little fairy…..god your dad would be so disappointed in you if he know you were with this….this Antep Bayan Escort filth” that was the worst thing should could of possibly said. I turned around slowly and glared at her my eyes filled with pure anger. I stormed over and slapped her hard. “I actually told dad when I was 14 and he was perfectly okay with it just as long as I promised that I would save myself for the right man. Now get out the only filth in here is you “mother.” I said threw gritted teeth.”

I heard Alex start coughing out of nowhere and grinned knowing why but put on my innocent face and walked over to him seeing him bent over with one of his hands on the arm of one over the Victorian iron chairs with red velvet seats and back rests. I put my hand on his back and pouted innocently “Alex, honey why you coughing?” he waved his hand. I hid my smile but I saw Preston, hunter and Bruce grinning at me. They knew what I was doing and if grinned at them over Alex’s shoulder. “Well you know that air it can be very deadly. I snickered and held back a laugh as he glared at me but knew he didn’t mean it. “Okay sorry babe.”

I smiled at Alex after he was done choking air. I turned back just as my mom left the house and looked at dean who was smiling at me.

I held Alex’s hand and smiled softly at every one. “Hey dad I’d like to give Jagger his present in my room”

I looked up at Alex confused and smiled at everyone waving bye.

—-Alex—-

I gently pulled Jagger to my room and smiled at him softly sitting him on our bed and held his hand. “Listen ….I know we just met and this is going….so fucking fast.” I paused looking for the words.

“but I want you to be my mate I really really like you….I think I may even love you and when I saw what your mom did to you….I wanted to rip her apart.” I saw the shock in his eyes and squeezed his hand. “Are you okay babe I know this must be scary for you I’m not going to hurt you I swear you can say no.”

I saw him shake his head a bit. “No no I want to be with you also I really like you I may even love you also but can I ask you a favor?” I nodded and smiled kissing his hands. “c-can I see you as a wolf again?”

I changed and jumped onto the bed and licked his cheek.

I huffed softly as he hugged me and buried his face into my fur. He smiled at me and scratched behind my hear making me close my eyes and turn my head to the side a bit.

—-Jagger—-

“You know my mom she was never that mean when my father was here. She used to be so nice until my dad and mom found out he had cancer. God I was horrible I used to run away and get drunk with my old friends denying anything was happening but when I got home one night my mom came over and started hitting me saying it was my entire fault. I just looked at her confused and asked her what she was talking about.”

I chuckled and laid back scratching Alex behind the ear. “She just stared at me and said that he was dead. That he died last night after his chemo and I just……I just I broke down for months and just let things happen. The beatings the verbal abuse I didn’t give a shit.” I chuckled and looked at Alex who had tears in his eyes and whined nuzzling my hand. “I’m sorry honey I was depressed but Bruce came over one time and saw me lying in bed and started yelling at me saying I need to get the fuck up and start living again instead of moping around and being a lazy ass hole.”

I smiled at him and hugged his neck softly. “I’m sorry hon I didn’t mean to say all this now I just thought you should know about me a bit more.” I blushed and smiled softly at him and sat up as he started to change.

—-Alex—-

I caressed Jagger’s cheek softly and sighed. “I can tell you one thing for sure, it was not your fault not in the slightest you were a kid and you were confused and I doubt your dad blames you at all your mom is just a bitch maybe shell figure out one day that she was wrong and apologize.” I smiled and kissed his cheek.

“Mind if we get to know each other a bit? I hardly know you.” He blushed and looked down.

I laughed softly and sat up pulling him into my lap holding him close.

“Well my father is second in line to becoming the alpha my uncle is the alpha of our pack. His name is James he is 46 he will actually be here tomorrow night and he is the nicest guy. I like to rough house a lot and hang out outside and also sometimes like to read my birthday is October 30th and I like the color red I’m planning on trying out for football soon and my friends hunter and Preston are my oldest friends I know you’ll love them. When I was 7 I came out to my parents and they didn’t mind much…well they were sad that they wouldn’t get any pups from me.” I heard Jagger chuckle a bit and smiled down at him.

“Tell me what you were like as a kid. Tell me a happy memory.” He said

I smiled and held him close to me rubbing his back as I thought for a few minutes. “When I was 18 I went to opal. It’s the fay land you know about fairy’s right?”

“HOLY FUCKING SHIT THERE’S FAIRY’S?” he yelled sitting up and stared ay me with wide eyes.

I laughed and started nodding. “Well yea there’s all kinds of us ‘mystical creatures.’ There aren’t just were wolfs and vampires and witches there are some things that humans don’t even know about.”

I smiled as I saw hit eyes widen with every word I said and his eyes grow with curiosity.

“Like what tell me!!!” he smiled widely and squirmed.

I smiled and leaned back against the head board. “there are fay, were wolf, vampire, half breeds that’s where there half human half animals there, demons, angels, gods, pixies, goblins, trolls, brownies, gnomes, elf’s and many other species there’s even a few unknown species there things that are called Chucial they grow animal parts after they mate like wings or turn cat like or many other things and have powers over the elements and very rarely use their powers for evil I’ve only met one his name his Melyster he’s half man and half tiger he has the fangs the strips everything but you can’t see it unless you actually look at it but there rare. They’re very powerful but very kind most of the time.” I smiled down at Jagger who was looking up at me in wonder.

“How do you know if your one of these Chucial?” he asked me.

“You don’t it isn’t inherited it isn’t transferred it’s simply given to a man or woman who is pure of heart and worthy of the gift.” I replied and smiled softly.

“But you know when you mate does it happen during or after?” Jagger asked.

I laughed and looked into his eyes. “I don’t know but don’t you want me to finish my story?”

He blushed and nodded cuddling close to me. “Yes sir” he said sarcastically

“As I was saying when I was 18 I went to opal with my mother father and 5 brothers and 2 sister you already met the triplets Alice Felix and Sparrow. Well we were walking in the forest with my by younger brothers and sisters and sat in a patch of clovers and just laid down talking to the sprites and pixies. Then they started flying around and making me sneeze because of their pixie dust and I couldn’t stop sneezing. My face must have turned red because my sisters and brothers couldn’t stop laughing at me. Eventually I stopped and started laughing myself. Gods you would love the fay land it’s beautiful. So much grass and trees no major buildings just a few housings, it’s amazing.” I smiled at him and nuzzled him softly.

“So we won’t know if I am one if these Chucial till we mate right?” Jagger asked.

I blushed and looked away shrugging.

“I guess you have a chance you have a pure and kind heart but being one of them is very hard. Evil will want you, to turn you into a curl person you will be in constant danger it will take years to control your powers.” I replied

“Then let’s find out my love.” He leaned up and kissed me hard making me groan.

I kissed him hungrily holding him close and pressed hard against him my cock getting harder and harder by the moment. I could feel Jagger’s cock start to harden and pressed against mine making me growl and grind hard against him.

I ripped his shirt off quickly and took one of his nipples into my mouth biting it softly making his hips buck. I swirled my toung around it to sooth the sting and ground my cock hard against his ass licking my way down his stomach and chest dipping my toung into his belly button and watched him squirm and writhe a bit.

“oh god yes” I growled and looked at the bulge in his pants and slowly licked up his length then tugged them down and grinned seeing a wet spot in his briefs.

“Mmm god that’s hot baby.” I heard him whimper and grip my hair as he thrusts his hips grinding his cock against my mouth making me moan softly and pull the briefs off tossing them aside and stroke his cock softly. It had to be no shorter than 8 inches and 3 inches thick. I quickly sucked the head into my mouth and gripped Jagger’s hips to keep them from bucking.

I loved hearing him moan I sucked harder slowly inching my way down till had all of him in my mouth. I hummed softly around it making Jagger squirm and arch his back and mumble softly.

—-Jagger—

After the fourth time of getting me close to climax I yelled impatiently. “Dear gods fuck me please, I need you inside me.”

I watched as he got the lube from the bed side table and coated his fingers slowly sliding the first one in. I hissed softly at the slight burn and closed my eyes.

“Relax baby and it won’t hurt as much.” he said.

After a few minutes he slid a second finger in and brushed against my prostate. “Oh fuck yes!! Do that again please!!”

I saw him grin and began to circle my prostate sending my body on fire and my cock dripping precum making a pool in my navel.

I moaned a bit louder as I reached my climax but felt Alex remove his fingers and lean up licking the precum from my navel. Then coat his cock with the lube and press the head to my hole.

“This is going to hurt a bit so I’ll go slow okay baby?” he said, I nodded and wrapped my arms around his neck kissing him hard as he slowly slid inside me. I dug my nails into his shoulders whimpering softly I bucked my hips as he brushed against my prostate stretching my hole.

I pulled back slowly and nipped his bottom lip as he pressed deep inside me to the hilt.

“God you’re so big baby” I moaned feeling him pull out slowly then push back in rubbing my prostate over making my cock twitch every time.

I lifted my hips meeting his thrusts so he would thrust faster.

“Mm faster baby please.” I begged scratching down his back softly kissing him hard. I felt Alex growl and grip my hips thrusting so much harder and faster. I threw my head back and moaned loudly bucking my hips hard.

—-Alex—-

It took everything I had not to cum after hearing him beg me to go faster. I gripped his hips tightly and rammed his tight hole hard and leaned down biting his neck roughly leaving bruise then lifted him into my lap sliding deeper inside him moaning softly. “God you’re fucking tight.”

I growled softly thrusting harder biting his shoulder and moan gripping his hair tightly with one hand and used my free hand to stroke his cock. I heard him yell my name loudly and arch his back a bit as I clawed hard down his back leaving red marks.

“Oh fuck Alex yes baby.” he yelled my name loudly and came hard onto my chest.

I felt his hole tighten around my cock and gasped softly Cumming hard inside him and kissed him hard our teeth clicking together then fell back pulling Jagger with me but staying inside him.

“Fuck that was amazing Alex” Jagger smiled up at me and kissed me gently then gently bit my chest making me laugh softly.

“Am I tasty?” I chuckled rubbing Jagger’s back slowly tracing the scratches.

“mm very tasty” he smiled at me and nuzzled under my chin. I pulled the blanket over us and closed my eyes holding Jagger tightly

****

I woke up and saw Tyler staring at Jagger. I growled lowly and pulled Jagger to me tightly and looked Tyler right in the eye. “What are you doing in here?”

“Came to see if you marked him yet. I see that you haven’t you know that you have too soon or he will be taken care of….I’ll gladly do it for you though.” Tyler grinned.

I sat up and pulled on my boxers then pulled the blanket over Jagger then pulled Tyler out of my room and into the hall way “I’m doing it when he’s ready I want it to be HIS choice. Also where testing to see if he’s a Chucial.”

“No it isn’t he can’t leave now that he knows you know what the alpha said either you bite him or you kill him. and what the fuck he cant be a Chucial there the rarest creatures of all what are the chances of him being one of them”

—-Jagger—-

I woke up and to an empty bed the space next to me was still warm so I wrapped the thin sheet around my waist and walked up the stairs to the door the sheet draping behind me. I heard muffled voices and pressed my ear to the door.

“I’m doing it when he’s ready I want it to be HIS choice.” I heard Alex say and smiled softly.

“No it isn’t he can’t leave now that he knows you know what the alpha said either you bite him or you kill him.” I gasped and covered my mouth.

I pulled the door open and stared at Tyler then looked at Alex who was looking me up and down and licked his lips.

“I-is that true Alex?” I asked and started shaking as he nodded his head.

I reached over for him and smiled softly as he held me close. I tilted my head and smiled at him softly as he nibbled my neck. I knew Tyler was there and I wanted to rub it in his face that I didn’t care when he did it.

“I want you to bite me under a full moon under the stars. Is that okay?” I asked Alex

“It sounds perfect but were going to need to take about it I want to make sure you’re absolutely okay with all of this.”

I nodded and smiled gently biting his neck playfully. I looked over at Tyler and glared at him as I caught him looking at my ass. I pulled the blanket over my body so the only thing that wasn’t covered was my neck grimacing softly at the sharp pain between my shoulder blades.

“My eyes are up here ass hole” I pointed up and rolled my eyes and walked behind Alex wrapping the blanket around him so Tyler couldn’t see his chest…..And so I could grind my hard cock against his ass.

“Hey guys what’s going on?” I turned around and saw Preston and smiled widely.

“Hey Presy!!!!” I smiled widely and pulled away from Alex and covered myself then hugged him tightly. Out of everyone besides Alex hunter and Preston where my favorite even though they weren’t his family. I knew they would be my best friends.

“Well Tyler is being an ass hole and me and Alex set a date for me to be mated with him.”

I smiled and hugged Alex from behind again hearing Tyler growl. I was the same height as Tyler who was about 5,9 to Alex even 6 foot but Alex had a way bigger build he looked like a football player and was gunna be one next month.

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Nell’s wish was her command, or so she thought until she met Kelly, the she-wolf in kid’s clothing, the pigtailed tigress. Kelly was brutal. Her beautiful, almost childlike features enhanced spectators’ pleasure and awe as she destroyed her victims. She used those looks to her advantage. Despite her fearsome reputation, once her opponents met her they assumed that the blonde’s innocent looks were the entire story. Kelly purposefully cultivated the kid image and allowed, indeed encouraged other women to assume that she was an easy target. The little tigress would then shred them, leaving those women quivering, tearful shells. Kelly lived to hurt others, especially other women. She had no sympathy and truly couldn’t have cared less about anyone; anyone, that is, but herself.

When pampered, blonde Nell decided to live dangerously, to experience the thrill of combat that only apartment wrestlers can know, bargained for more than she could handle. Nell’s life was easy and everything had come to her effortlessly. It bored her. Pitting her body and soul against another woman in front of an elite crowd would give meaning. Hell, it might even be fun to beat another woman down. She wrongly presumed that her wealth, her looks, and her confidence would awe any grappler.

The appointed night that late summer in 1982 arrived. It was the usual crowd, handsomely attired men and women and the usual sprinkling of apartment wrestlers sizing up potential opponents. Nell swept in as though she belonged. After a few pleasantries she went to her room to prepare. Shortly thereafter Kelly arrived. She ignored everyone, barging through the milling groups toward her room.

Nell shed her clothes and slipped into her blue bikini. She covered her small, firm breasts, looped the long, lower ties of the top underneath the sides of her bikini panties, to knot them below her flat, smooth belly, across the top of her bikini. She admired herself in the mirror. Running her fingertips lightly over her breasts, touching her nipples and arousing them, down across her stomach, and across her neatly trimmed blonde pussy. She shivered with excitement over her upcoming fight and from sexual arousal. Nell was positive that she’d dominate Kelly.

Meanwhile, Kelly changed. Her pigtails and teenaged looks contrasted alarmingly with her tiger-striped bikini. She combined innocence and danger in one small, hard-bodied package. Like Nell, Kelly had small but firm breasts and a taut belly. She was a veteran grappler who’d seen her share of wins and losses, but never without leaving her opponents mindful of the blonde Escort Bayan Gaziantep tigress’ talents. Kelly’s bikini has a satin-like finish, smooth and cool to the touch. Like Nell’s, it had an especially long tie that crossed her back and was knotted in front. Rather than run the strings under her bikini—she feared it would somehow reduce her mobility—she ran them directly across her waist, ending in a knot across her tight, smoothly muscled abdomen. Kelly was every inch an erotic machine of destruction. She knew nothing about her opponent and didn’t care to anything about her. She lived for the moment to hurt her and others like her. Pain and domination were all that mattered.

Rather than go into the details of the match, allow me to skip ahead to the climax, and I do mean climax. Kelly had beaten, punched, twisted, choked, stretched, and humiliated Nell throughout much of the match. At one point, while Nell’s back was across Kelly’s knee, her belly stretched heavenward, punched by Kelly’s swift fists, she got an inkling of what was in store for her. Between punches Kelly slipped her hand downward, across Nell’s belly, and resting it on her victim’s blue-bikinied pussy. Kelly briefly massaged Nell’s lovely little twat, and then slapped it, sending the rich girl into paroxysms of pain. Kelly repeated it again and again until Nell escaped. Nell later repaid Kelly in-kind. Nell had her moments, but they were few and far between. It seemed as though Kelly allowed her to gain the advantage momentarily, only to smash the rich girl down, a tigress was toying with her prey. The rich girl, while she’d given a good account of herself, was clearly about to lose. The only question that remained was when would Kelly bring it to a close.

Toward the end Kelly scissored Nell, squeezing her prey with all her might. Nell gasped and convulsed, but before she could signal her surrender, Kelly loosened her hold and allowed Nell to slip away. They stood facing one another, shining and breathing hard. Kelly made her move, but it wasn’t what we expected, nonetheless it was magnificent. Arms akimbo, she moved them, brought her hands to the knotted ties resting across her stomach, and loosened the knot. Rather than letting the strings hang freely she held them out and away from her body, inviting Nell to do the same. Nell could have surrendered at this point and walked away with the knowledge that she’d bested by on of the finest grapplers on the circuit. Her self-centeredness, however, precluded that. She accepted Kelly’s challenge and undid the ties. Both vixens approached. Kelly took her ties, slid them under the sides of Nell’s bikini, and tied them to the clinging, damp garment, bringing together two smooth, muscled, glowing bellies. Nell did the same. The two would finish the fight in an intimate dance of destruction and domination.

As if on cue they wrapped their arms around one another and began squeezing for all their worth. Slick body rubbed and slid against slick body, force against force. Their erotic dance brought us to the edges of our seats. During their dance Nell opened her legs slightly for more stability. Kelly exploited it by pushing her hips closely into the rich girl, sliding her right thigh between Nell’s sweaty thighs, and thrusting it into Nell’s crotch. Grunts and the sound of swishing, rubbing, and grinding bikini-covered pussies filled the room. The action was relentless. Nell’s features betrayed her concentration and her fear. Kelly, on the other hand, was stolid. Her lovely face was virtually stone and showed little in the way of emotion, except for her eyes, which bored into Nell’s soul. Kelly’s inner anger, that energy that drove her toward combat on apartment house battlefields, seemed to draw upon Nell’s fear and suck the energy from the rich blonde. Still the struggle continued.

After what seemed to be an erotic eternity in a sweaty, straining bearhugging, Nell collapsed in Kelly’s arms, crying. After a titanic struggle like this, she had earned our admiration. Frankly, we pitied her and hoped, despite our shared love of apartment wrestling’s post-match sexual conquests, that Kelly too would take pity on her foe and allow her to retain her dignity. That was out of the question. Kelly neither hated nor pitied her victim. Nell was nothing more than something to dominate, break, and humiliate.

Nell slumped in Kelly’s arms, her knees splaying apart. Kelly responded by savagely driving her knee into the broken woman’s cunt once, and then twice. She redoubled her grasp of Nell, squeezing all the harder. Dropping to one knee, Kelly released her foe, allowing Nell’s weight to drive her crotch swiftly down atop Kelly’s knee. As Nell collapsed and rolled over she dragged Kelly with her, their bikinis still tied together.

Kelly wrapped Nell in a grapevine and proceeded to grind her tiger-striped, satiny puss into Nell’s blue box. She pulled Nell’s nipples free from the protection of the bikini and cruelly twisted and pulled them. Kelly slipped her nipples free, not from protection but from confinement, determined to savage Nell’s delightful, sweet spires with her own. We felt for Nell, but wouldn’t break the rules allowing the victor her way, not even for that poor woman’s sake. The torment went on.

By now Kelly had her arms wrapped around Nell’s tight little body, sliding her hand down to her victim’s ass, cupping, squeezing, and pinching it. Nell sobbed heavily and weakly resisted Kelly’s onslaught. Kelly paid her no attention. She continued her attack.

Kelly sat up, spread her legs, and forced her victim to do the same for crotch-to-crotch pussy grinding. Nell however collapsed backward. Kelly finally undid the strings binding together their exquisite bodies. She spread Nell’s legs, lifting them into the air and brought her tiger stripes into contact with Nell’s blue. Kelly pussy fucked Nell as if she had a ten-inch cock strapped to her hips. She ground, slammed, and rubbed her cunt against Nell’s. All that Nell could do was turn her head, weep, and clench weakly at the carpet. Nell would have none of that. She dismounted from her prey. I can only imagine that both their pussies were soaking and ready to cum. Kelly was drilling her foe as if her clit were a cock. She now intended that Nell should suck that little big cock.

Kelly sat on Nell’s face grinding her hips into the beaten woman. She softly slid her bikini to the side, spread her labia, exposing her clit, and jammed Nell’s mouth into it. Kelly pinched Nell’s nose shut, forcing her to open her mouth to breath, giving Kelly’s killer clit-cum-cock a place of repose. Nell got the message loud and clear. She complied with Kelly’s unspoken but clearly communicated directive, “eat my pussy, satisfy me bitch, or I’ll hurt you even more.”

Kelly began rocking silently, with a hard stare. She reversed herself on Nell’s face, and roughly pulled aside Nell’s bikini, exposing a neatly trimmed, blonde bush. Nell’s pussy lapping was audible. As she unhappily dined on Kelly’s snatch, Kelly fingered her, and pinched and twisted her clit. After a while Nell’s sobs subsided, they turned into soft moans, her hips twitching and rotating. Kelly merely ground her pussy more deeply into Nell’s mouth. Kelly, who up to this time had not responded beyond further grinding, convulsed with a loud, animal-like, guttural yell. Her yell filled the room, she pushed her crotch more deeply into Nell, yet also fingered her prey. As Kelly climaxed she brought Nell to a peak of orgasmic fury. Kelly’s breathing turned long, hard, and deep, as if she’d just finished a five-mile run. Nonetheless, she continued with Nell and brought the rich girl to an earth-shattering, ear-splitting, convulsive orgasm. Kelly then did the unexpected. She got off her foe, helped her up, embraced her, and deeply, passionately, even tenderly, kissed her. Nell reciprocated.

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For the Love of Yoga Pants Ch. 02

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The ride home was a torturous one. Claire was slowing rubbing my cock, every once in awhile she would speed it up a little and then slow it back down. I couldn’t wait until we finally made it back to my place. Halfway there she slipped her hand inside my shorts and started stroking me really slowly. The 10 minute drive felt like an eternity as Claire was driving me crazy. We finally reached my place and when I pulled in Claire reached over and pulled my cock out of my shorts. She started stroking it faster.

Watching her move her hand up and down my dick was turning me on even more. I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer especially with the teasing she had just given me. While she was stroking me I reached my hand into her lap and started rubbing her pussy through her yoga pants. The crotch of her yoga pants were really soaked from our episode earlier that day. It made my finger slide across her lips that much easier. Not long after I started Claire started breathing a little heavier. I was nearing the point of no return and she could tell. Claire slowed her pace a little and surprised me by taking my cock in her mouth. I almost erupted on the spot. Her mouth felt so great. She teased the head with her tongue and then would go down on it. I started rubbing her pussy harder and faster through her pants and she started blowing me faster. Not long after she picked up her pace I started to feel my orgasm rise. I blew my load while her mouth was still around my cock and she took all of it in her mouth. Then catching me off guard she brought her lips to mine and gave my a deep kiss sharing my load with me. It was an interesting sensation and taste. I could probably get used to it if she did this often. This first time weirded me out a little and she could feel my hesitation.

“I’m sorry if that’s not your thing. It really turns me on when I do that.” Claire said in an apologetic tone.

“You just caught me off guard is all. I think I could actually come to enjoy that.” I replied to her.

“Oh goodie! A lot of guys get turned off by that sort of thing.”

“Well just keep this in mind. I have a few fetishes of my own.” I said to her with a wink. “Let’s make our way inside and make ourselves comfy.”

With that she licked the remaining cum off my dick and put it back in my shorts with a little pat. We made our way into the house and made it into my room. We immediately started to make out. The remnants of my cum still on her lips. At this point I didn’t mind at all. Just glad to be making out with this gorgeous girl. My hands moved down to her ass and started squeezing. The feeling of her ass in these Antep Escort Bayan hot yoga pants was amazing, nothing else quite beats the feel of it. I could feel my cock start to stir again. We were kissing very passionately, our tongues going back and forth as if in a position battle. As we were still kissing she made a move for my shirt. Breaking our kiss for a split second I pulled my shirt over my head and threw it to the side. Next it was time for her shirt to come off, I grabbed the bottom of it and pulled it over her head nearly ripping off of her. Our lips made contact again like two magnets attracted to each other.

I brought my hand up to her breasts and started squeezing them through her sports bra. As I was squeezing them I felt her nipples start to harder and I started squeezing those gently. When I squeezed her nipples she would take a gasp and it seemed like her kissing got hungrier. She was breathing heavier and was getting really worked up. I picked her up and brought her over to my bed.

“We need to get this bra off of you.” I said while breaking our kiss.

With that she took her sports bra off and I was able to look at her breasts for the first time. They were just the perfect size. Just enough to be a handful. Her nipples were standing erect on the end of her breasts. She was a beautiful sight. I put my hands on her tits and started squeezing them and playing with her nipples. I laid her onto her back and brought my mouth back to hers, kissing her deeply. I slowly moved my mouth down to her neck, kissing and sucking on her neck. This got her to throw her head back as she gasped and her breathing got deeper. I started kissing my way down her neck. Leaving little kisses on her collarbone and making my way to her chest. I started kissing the the top of her tits and focused my attention on the left one first. I started sucking on her tit and circling my tongue around her nipple. As I was doing this Claire brought her hands to the top of my head and started running them through my hair. It felt really good to have her hands running through and scratching my scalp. After giving the left tit some attention I make my way to her right one and start doing the same thing. By this point Claire has started softly moaning and it’s turning me on.

I run my hand down to the waistband of Claire’s yoga pants and slip my hand inside. I slip my fingers into her pussy. I start pumping my fingers in and out while working on her right tit with my mouth and tongue. My fingers are moving with little resistance because of her juices so I add in my ring finger to the mix. I finished sucking on her tit and start kissing down her stomach. I take my time kissing around her belly button and in her belly button. I remove my fingers from her pussy and I start to hear her whimper a little bit.

“Don’t worry I have something better planned.”

I finish with her belly button and hook my hands around her hips in the waistband of her pants. I pull her yoga pants down to knees and then completely take them off along with her thong. I resume kissing down her lower abdomen below her belly button. Slowly making my way down her neatly trimmed pussy hair and finally down to her pussy lips. I started by licking the entire length of her pussy starting at the bottom. I got my first taste of a woman I was hooked. Claire tasted pretty good. I stuck my tongue inside her pussy and started exploring the inside of her pussy. I stuck my tongue in as far as I could and got a moan from Claire.

Taking this as a sign I started moving my tongue inside and out while occasionally sucking on her lips. I found her clit and started gently nibbling on that. This got a loud moan and she started grabbing at the sheets with her hands. While I was sucking and nibbling her clit I inserted three fingers into her very wet pussy and started thrusting them in her. She was started to get really worked up and started arching her back, I started making circle with my tongue on her clit and she started cumming. She balled her hands into fists with the sheets and arched her back. She let out a scream. My face was flooded with her juices and I tried to take in all that I could. Once she had come down from her orgasm I went to lay next to her and gave her a nice deep kiss.

“Wow that was amazing, thank you.” Claire said to me after the kiss.

I removed my shorts and underwear and we both lay on the bed, I got in behind her with my cock resting in between her ass cheeks. It felt so good being sandwiched in between both cheeks. We just lay there making small little chitchat.

“So what are some of these fetishes you have?” Claire asked me.

“Well my biggest turn on is a woman in pantyhose. I get hard instantly whenever I see that. I also like women’s feet and it’s an even bigger treat when those feet are in pantyhose.”

“Those don’t sound too terrible!”

“You would be surprised the answers I get. Everything from yuck to disgusting.”

“Well I don’t think it’s disgusting. I don’t mean to brag but I have some pretty cute feet.”

“Oh do you? I would love to see them sometime.”

“Actually running in those cleats made my feet really sore, would you mind maybe giving me a massage?”

“Sure I would love to.”

With that she got up and turned toward me putting her feet in my lap on my cock. I took the sock off her left foot and started massaging the balls of her feet. Starting with little circles I moved down the length of her foot and then back to the balls. Her toes were painted and really cute purple color and looking at them was turning me on more. I was already hard the instant she put her feet in my lap. She was slowly moving her right foot in circles over my cock and I could feel the precum start to leak from it. It was definitely getting the bottom of her sock damp.

She jerked her foot when I went over her arch and told me that she was a little ticklish there. I took my fingers and lightly brushed the arch of her foot. She tried to take her foot away but I was holding onto it pretty good. Instead she decided to increase the pressure on my cock which sent a flood of pleasure to my senses so I backed off.

I started massaging her cute toes and felt myself grow harder. Making sure I did each toe individually I started from the pinkie toe and moved inward toward the big toe. After finishing her left foot I put it down and took her right foot from my lap. When I went to remove her sock I noticed all the precum on it. I took her foot and massaged it just like I did the left. She brought her left foot and put it on my cock. This made my cock twitch, her bare foot felt better than her socked foot. She started moving her foot in circles just like she did the left one this time letting the cum slide across her foot. Doing that makes the precum spread around my cock making her foot slide over it easier. I am finding it a little hard to focus on the foot massage I am giving.

I finish with the main part of her foot and move on to her toes. Once again starting with the pinkie and moving to the big toe. Meanwhile she is still rubbing my cock with her left foot. I feel my breathing deepen. I can feel the cum start to gather in my balls. I quickly finish with her right foot and she lets that one join her left in my lap. Now I’ve got a foot on either side of my cock and she starts pumping it up and down. She takes one foot off and sticks my cock in between her big toe and middle toe while bringing the other foot on the head. She starts pumping while rubbing her foot across the head. This is driving me mad and I can feel the familiar sensation starting to rise. I take a sharp breath and let her know I am about to cum.

At that point she moves her feet back to either side with her toes closest to the head. She then starts to pump me as fast as she can. Not able to take it a moment longer I release my load onto her cute little feet. I release load after load on her feet and it looks so sexy. The purple toenail polish looks great with my cum on it.

I lay down on the bed worn out from the day’s adventure and I watch as Claire licks the cum off her feet. If I hadn’t just released my load I would be unloading one right now. She looks so sexy licking her toes and her feet.

After she is done cleaning off her feet she cuddles up along side me. I give her a kiss and we slowly drift to sleep in each other’s arms.

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Go Ahead, Just Shoot Me Ch. 02

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Once outside, I hadn’t walked too many steps toward my truck when another vehicle rolled down the drive. It had barely stopped when a door flew open and a young woman with blonde hair flying in every direction came sprinting to me and jumped into the air. It was Elly! I caught her as she wrapped her arms around my neck and legs around my waist. While instantly she planted a hug wet kiss on my lips. She then pressed her forehead to mine like we had ever since I could remember. Those piercing bright blue eyes latched on to mine and we both just smiled at each other!

Almost as fast, her eyes softened and she whispered, “My Will!”

Again a kiss, this time soft, warm, inviting, mmmm, luscious. Then again she pressed her forehead to mine.

“I love you, my William!” Then with the speed of light she started in. “Where have you been?” “What are you doing here tonight?” “Are you here to stay?” A pause to breathe…

I was almost given a chance to start answering but, no.

“How long have you been here?” “Have you seen my mother?” I pressed my finger to her lips.

She kissed it. I remained firm and held it there.

“I have been here since 6:30. We had dinner. We talked about a photo shoot they want me to do for some club. And, yes I have seen your mother.”

She let go, dropped to the ground, whispered, “They told you about the club!?”

She then wheeled around and gave her 3 friends, who were watching wide eyed from the car, a very short introduction. They nodded as if they already knew all about me. And didn’t act at all surprised to a “see you guys later” as she ran back to the car and closed the car door.

They drove off amid giggles, a honk and a “go for it girl!”

Elly looked at me, smiled, but then a concerned look came over her. “We need to go in!”

“But, I was just…” I tried to say, but she was already striding to the door I had just closed.

I felt only a jerk in response as she grabbed my hand and tugged me toward the door saying, “No buts!”

I followed her in.

“Mom, Dad!” Elly was repeating as she dragged me through the door.

Dad came around the corner followed closely by a still very naked “Mom”. Both looked at Elly, then me. Elly stopped and began to strip off her top.

Her mother said, “Wait dear! Let’s talk first.”

“Mom…” Elly started a complaint, but mom was already across the room and taking Elly’s hand. Elly’s turn to get jerked and dragged away. “Will, excuse us for a moment.” Then to Elly, “Just give me a moment and you will understand, ok?”

Elly softened, “Ok mom.”

I watched them disappear into the kitchen. I will admit I was watching Cathy’s perfect ass more than Elly’s. I will also admit I noticed a few other things. Elly is a few inches shorter than her mother, perhaps 4 or even 5 inches shorter, but both are physically built about the same.

Jim stepped closer. “Back so soon?” he joked.

“She caught me in the front yard.” I smiled back. “I hope I am not in some kind of trouble. Elly looked really concerned that I had spent the evening with you both and that I had seen her mother in all her natural beauty.”

“Oh, don’t worry Will; I think you will be very pleasantly surprised.”

I didn’t have long to wait as Elly re-entered followed by Cathy. Elly took both my hands and led me to the chair, then stood in front of me and lowered her head.

“Will, would you please undress me? I want …”

I placed my finger again on her lips. Again she kissed it.

“…to give you…” She tried to finish her sentence.

Again I placed my finger again on her lips. And again she kissed it.

I took that same finger and gently pushed her chin up until we were looking in each other’s eyes. This time her eyes were soft, moist, dare I say full of love, anticipation and desire. I reached for the bottom of her t-shirt top. She raised her arms as I pulled it over her head. Her breasts were barely held in place by a wonderful little sexy white lace. Her smile was growing. I reached down to her pants and began to undo them. She placed her hands on my shoulders. I looked to her parents, her mother, who only a few hours earlier had her lips wrapped around my hard cock as her husband fucked her to a screaming orgasm! Jim was standing intently watching, his arm around Cathy. Cathy rested her head on Jim’s shoulder looking perfectly content and in full approval of what unfolded before her. Neither looked too surprised almost as if this had been planned out long before. A thought flashed through my mind, “You are doomed, dude!” But then another thought instantly replaced it, “But oh what a way to go!” Elly’s pants were now hanging open. I slowly dropped to one knee, her hands still on my Bayan Escort Gaziantep shoulders. I slide those jeans down little by little. Tight pants! Sexy legs! Her panties appeared but I was careful to leave them in place. I wanted this to last like a surreal dream and burn itself into my memory forever. I looked up into her eyes. That little grin was a full blown smile, she stepped out one leg, then the other.

I traced her legs up with my fingers until my right hand touched her panty covered pussy. Softly I ran my fingers back and forth along the outlined slit watching them moistened as I did so. My own body was rising to the occasion. I listened to her breathing get deeper. I hooked that soft silky material with my fingers and gently, ever so gently and slowly lowered them down her toned sexy soft beautiful young legs. Her pussy was shaved just like her mothers. “Awe perfect!” I thought.

I stopped for just a moment to look at her sex, I leaned in, kissed her mons with a soft lick to tasting her moist flower. I wanted this to last. Softly kissing my way up her tummy I brushed my head against her breasts. My hands had followed the curves up her body until they rested holding her sides. One hand reached for the bra, a little pinch and a slight twist, it was undone. Some things learned once last a lifetime! I stood. Her eyes had followed my every move and were once again locked onto mine.

The bra straps slid off her shoulders, down her arms. The bra seemed to hang, then pop off her amazing breasts. I dropped it onto her other clothes and took a breast in each hand, rubbing, holding, massaging and tweaking those two beautiful breasts! I could not believe were real, larger than her mother’s and somehow, her age I guess, even more gravity defiant. I felt her arms wrap around my shoulders as she came up on tiptoes, our lips met. My hands never left her breasts as she smashed them to my chest. Even I can take a hint, I let go and wrapped her in my arms. My Elly, my beautiful, beautiful sexy naked Elly!

Finally our kiss broke. And she pushed me back into the chair. She then went to her knees, lowered her head and placed her hands behind her back. “Will, my wonderful William, I have waited for this moment. I have dreamed and hoped and sometimes thought it may never come.”

I went to speak. She looked up and I swear fire flashed in those blue eyes.

I went silent, she continued. “I give myself to you. I give you my body, my mind. I give you my soul. I give you my heart. I ask only in return that you protect them and love them for they are all I am and all I can give you. You may use me as you wish. I only want to be yours.”

“My Elly!” I again used a finger to softly raise her chin. Tears were running down her cheeks. I paused. I looked again at her parents. Cathy also had tears running down her face. Jim now had his head resting on top of Cathy’s a tear had also slid down his cheek.

I looked again at this beautiful woman on her knees before me. Softly just above a whisper, “I love you Elly, I love you my Elly!”

Her smile could have lit the room! Not 20 minutes before I had wondered if I would ever find this kind of love again. Part of me had dismissed Elly due to our age difference. I should have known from the past how wrong I was to think that. From the age of 4 I had been hers and she had been mine. Now, somehow it was real.

I took her hands in mine. “Yes little Kitten,” I hadn’t called her that for years, “you are mine, if I may be yours.”

That was all it took! She lunged at me again pushing me back in that big overstuffed chair. Wrapping her arms around my neck our lips met again, her breasts smashed into my chest and her body lay between my legs. My arms naturally wrapped around her as our tongues danced and played in a wet sexy passionate kiss. I let my hands wander up and down her back and across her perfect ass. I heard her parents moving but knowing I had their blessing explored this wonderful body I had in my arms. I ran up and down her back many times from shoulders to below her, did I already say perfect beautiful ass! As we kissed I spread her ass cheeks and softly walked my fingers up and down that soft valley.

Her little tight ass hole puckered as I teased it. I dipped a finger into her pussy and was rewarded with stronger rougher kisses. My now wet finger pushed at her ass. One hand held her cheeks apart as she relaxed and the finger began to slide into her tight little hole. She broke the kiss only long enough to let out a satisfied moan before again attacking my mouth with hers. I stroked my middle finger in and out of her. The feeling was tight, exquisite! Years of held back desire raced through me. Again and again my hands slid all over her. My cock was stiffening hard between us. The more I freely roamed up and down her the tighter she held me. The harder and stronger my cock grew between us, the more passionate the kisses until finally the kisses ended. My Elly, my kitten, pushed her forehead to mine and locked me to her with those soft loving baby blues.

“Are you happy?” I said. She beamed! I continued wanting not only her, but her parents to hear also! “I love you my Elly! I always have. Finally you are mine!”

She smiled even though she sexily bit her lower lip, then closed her eyes and gave me the sweetest softest kiss.

“Yes, finally I am happy because I am yours! I love you my Will! I will love you and be yours forever!” she said as her tears slid again down her cheeks. I softly kissed away those tears.

We both looked up to see Jim kissing Cathy’s tears while wiping his own. Both had been watching us while hugging in the other chair. Elly pulled herself up into my lap her arms around my neck. With one leg over mine and the other foot on the floor she spread open facing her parents. For a moment she turned into a little girl watching as her parents caressed each other and kissed. Her hand guided mine to her pussy and sighed with an airy soft moan as she held it there. We were the mirror image of Jim and Cathy. Cathy who with her hand resting on Jim’s as he softly petting the folds of her pussy watched as Elly rested her hand on mine and I softly stroked the moist sex of their sweet daughter.

“Will,” Jim spoke up after a few moments passed “there are many advantages to the way we live!” Cathy kissed his cheek.

He patted Cathy’s leg and they both stood. Elly didn’t make a move. My fingers now stroked inside her folds, freely exploring her softness, her warmth.

“Bend over my sweet.” He had Cathy bending like she had done earlier. Her jewel was still in place. Jim softly twisted and began to pull. I watched and he made sure I could see. Elly didn’t seem to care. Her eyes were closed; her head leaned back on my shoulder. She pushed on my hand as my fingers entered and slid around in her now wonderfully wet sex.

My thumb made little rubs up and down her clitoris in rhythm with the motion of my fingers. Elly must have been paying some attention to her parents, as the jewel slide from Cathy’s ass she kissed my cheek. Her father took the plug and cleaned it with a wipe. Elly stood letting go of my hands joined her mother leaning over! The world’s two most perfect asses were lovingly, sexily and amazingly on display! These two, mother and daughter, were very much alike. Elly was just a bit shorter. They looked at each other then kissed! Each then spread their feet to about shoulder distance apart revealing those pussies and little puckers anuses!

Jim moved back around and motioned me to stand. I followed his lead. He spread Cathy’s ass cheeks and began loving her holes! I spread Elly but had to stop for a moment and enjoy what I saw! She looked so damn sexy! Jim began kissing the top of Cathy’s ass while holding her cheeks apart. I followed his lead. Elly bent over next to her mother. Both women’s breasts hug beautifully down, round and perfect! Their backs were so strong yet so soft, sexy, smooth. I began kissing at Elly’s lower back then down to her ass cheeks. Jim was now sitting on the edge of his chair. I stopped long enough to move mine over and have Elly reposition.

Elly was facing Cathy. They held hands and smiled at each other. Jim was now licking and kissing his Cathy, devouring her. I moved up to Elly’s face. Held it in my hands and softly kissed her. I looked a Cathy then at Elly. Elly glanced at her mother. I understood. I took Cathy’s face into my hands and met her lips with mine. She darted her tongue into my mouth and I sucked it in. Our kiss lasted only seconds, Elly was beaming. My love, lust and desires were about to explode! I kissed down Elly’s back as moved back behind her. I spread her ass then licked and kissed down that precious beautiful lovely flesh! My tongue found her little puckered anus. Kissing and circling it with soft licks, pushed with the tip of my tongue and loving the way it flexed and moved as I took possession of her gift. I kept licking and kissing down as she sensed my need and further spread her legs. My hungry tongue found her pussy and dove in! Licking her from the back I could snake in and out and drink her flowing nectar. Lapping at little clit, she shuddered and began to shake and tighten. She seemed to be trying to hold back.

I felt a light pat on my back. Jim motioned me to stand. He had dropped his pants. I knew I was about to explode. I quickly dropped mine as both women looked back with sheer lust on their faces! Jim was lined up and aimed at Cathy. I moved in behind Elly. He pushed in as I did. Both women pushed back. We sank balls deep into heaven! Elly was so perfectly tight! I held Elly’s hips as we pushed against each other. I had to just rest there a moment and enjoy the feeling of her sex gripping me! Jim was already pushing in and out of Cathy, slow steady thrusts. I slid back, then in again. Elly met me and pushed back each time I pushed in. Soon we were all fucking in a perfect synchronized rhythm. The whole thing seemed surreal, father fucking mother as I fucked the daughter. Or was it just people who loved each other sharing an intimacy few would ever consider sharing. I will let you decide for yourselves.

I knew I was not going to last long but I could also feel Elly’s tight pussy getting even tighter. Cathy was breathing heavy. Jim was beginning to thrust faster and harder. I held Elly’s hips and began thrusting faster and pushing harder. She met me thrust for thrust. Balls deep each time until one last thrust and I felt the power inside me well up and begin to spasm. At just that moment Elly pushed hard against me. Deep inside her, her muscles contracted and gripped my cock like a vise! My whole body shook and pumped blast after blast of cum into her. Her young pussy grip only got tighter! I had almost forgotten where I was and who I was with. Next to me Jim had slide out of Cathy and they were hugging and watching Elly and I fuck. I pumped in and out of her a few more times as they watched. When I slid out of her she stood and took my hand. Then like a dance move with her hand in mine, I wrapped her in my arms she looked at me beaming. Our lips met! Our tongues danced! Our lives were forever going to be wrapped together.

“Good night you two and, welcome to the family Will!” Jim chuckled as they wandered off to bed.

“I didn’t stand a chance, did I?” I said.

He turned his head, “Nope! Welcome to the family Will!”

I lifted my Elly, my kitten, into my arms and carried her to her room, but not to bed. I took her to the shower and there we washed each other off and explored each other with soap. She loved washing my legs and up my ass. She played with my little asshole and soaped up a finger and pushed it. She must have washed my cock and balls at least 5 times loving how her touch could make me twitch and begin to grow stiff and hard. But especially loved how much harder I got when she combined the two. I told her we would explore that more but for now, I helped her out of the shower and we dried each other off. I picked her up and sat her on the sink. I dried her legs as they hung over the edge.

I just could not stop loving her! I leaned over and kissed her pussy. Licked the stray droplets of water from her and drove my tongue in and out of her until she was panting and running her fingers through my wet hair. I stopped letting her pant while I tried to dry her hair a little more. It is really hard to get all that amazing blonde hair dry! Finally giving up, picked her up and carried her to the bed but it was evident that she was not ready to sleep. She rolled over on to her back and held her arms and legs wide open.

I had to stop for just a moment and look at her. Then I took one foot and began kissing it, sucking her toes and kissing them. I worked slowly up each leg, loving every inch of her perfect body. I wanted not only to love all of her, but to know all of her also. I laid down on the end of her bed. I pushed her legs wide open and let her rest them on the bed. Again I attacked her sex, her sweet pussy kissing, licking darting my tongue in and out, tongue fucking that beautiful pussy. I slid up slightly and one finger, then two in and out of her with wiggling fucking fingers. Sloppy wet sucking kisses covered her clit! She wiggled, she thrashed about but I held her down with my hands and continued my assault.

Her body went stiff! Her fingers pulled at my hair! Her throat growled as her pussy leaked nectar that ran through her folds into my loving lips. She only relaxed for a second as I climbed up her body and aimed my man of steel at her dripping pussy. One thrust, balls deep! Her pussy was hot and wet! I pounded and pounded bouncing her on the bed. She started to giggle but then went stiff again. Her tight young pussy grabbed my hardness again like a vice. I slowed but kept pumping. Her arms flew to the bed as she grabbed the sheets as if to hold on. Growling, panting, half screaming with her eyes shut tight. I exploded into her one more time. I left my relaxing cock deep in her warmth. She had collapsed, went limp on the bed completely spent, wonderfully completely spent! My beautiful little kitten opened her eyes and they were glowing up at me as I watched her and rested on my elbows. We kissed. I rolled off of her and took her into my arms, pulled the blanket over us and held her as she drifted off to sleep. Her dad was right, “I didn’t stand a chance!” I thought.

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I am not concerned that you have fallen. I am concerned that you arise.

—Abraham Lincoln

After attending one funeral after the other while I was in the military, I was done. All I wanted was to move the fuck on, even if I didn’t think it was possible.

Sofia and I hadn’t spoken much since I’d arrived in Florida. Especially not about Connor. My brother was the giant elephant in the room that we all tiptoed around.

We played our parts. Sofia and I were polite strangers. Adelyn was the tumultuous force that rattled windows when she slammed doors and went stomping around the house. Only Emma acted like she belonged, slowly relaxing a little more every day. I now had an explosion of stuffed animals in my room that mirrored the ones in hers. She was a good kid; a sweet and happy one. Untouched by the force of nature that’d been her father, all because he couldn’t be bothered to raise his kid.

A deep inhale dragged the briny tang of ocean water and ozone into my lungs. Overlaid were the hints of Sofia’s flowery perfume, and the minty gum that Adelyn was chewing. Yesterday’s storms had finally cleared. Our town’s cemetery bordered the water, which reflected the clear, cloudless blue of the sky.

“Uncle Sam?” Emma’s little voice was fearful. I glanced down at her as she pointed to the armed soldiers standing stoic and ready by the flag covered casket. “Are they going to shoot Daddy?”

I squatted down till the bars and medals on my uniform were at the level of Emma’s head. She tucked into my side when I put my arm around her, speaking quietly into her ear.

“No, sweetheart. It’s a way for them to say goodbye. They’re going to fire their weapons three times, so everyone will know your daddy was a hero. Okay?”

Emma nodded, but her small fingers slid into mine when I stood.

Sofia looked straight ahead. There was no expression on her face, though I could see the tear tracks on her cheeks when Benjamin Santiago began his sermon.

Today he was somber and professional, his white collar the only color to his outfit. His voice was a calm baritone, but I only heard half his sermon, distracted by the compassionate warmth in his eyes whenever our gazes met. I turned toward the water to avoid it, and to distract myself, I thought about Connor.

When our mother died of cancer while we were still in high school, we were given the green light to leave our life of abuse behind. The day after we graduated at eighteen, Connor and I found jobs as mechanics at a local place on the other side of town, and got an apartment a few blocks away. Three weeks later, I met him and Sofia at City Hall to be a witness for their wedding ceremony. Adelyn had just turned two.

Things weren’t easy for three people trying to raise a child when they were barely adults themselves, but even though Sofia’s family hadn’t approved of a teenage pregnancy, they were supportive. We made it work, and for almost a year life was good. But just as we started to fall into a routine that hinted we might finally be able to provide the stability for Connor’s family that ours had lacked growing up, Connor came home one day and told me he’d enlisted in the Army. He went with me to speak to sign up the next afternoon.

Ben’s voice brought me back to the present.

“Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. We say goodbye to Connor Trammel today, a man who was much more than the sum of his parts; a brother, husband and father.”

Ben didn’t acknowledge Adelyn’s soft snort. “We give him to you, Father, and ask that you embrace him and grant him some of the peace we hope to find for ourselves. Amen.”

“Amen,” Sofia murmured. Emma echoed, but Adelyn and I remained silent.

Ben turned toward us. “Are you ready?”

Sofia and I nodded in unison, and the rifles were raised. The first shots jolted us all. Emma turned her face against my leg for the last two rounds of echoes. My hand moved against her silky head, as the flag was removed from Connor’s closed casket and folded into that tight triangle I’d become well acquainted with over the years.

A soldier that looked too young to shave solemnly presented it to Sofia. I was surprised when Adelyn’s hands came up to support her mother’s. Their fingers tangled, holding tight on top of the flag as people began to file toward us to give their condolences. Even without Max’s presence, the turnout was impressive. I suspected more of that was for Sofia’s sake than Connor’s.

Friends I hadn’t seen in years came by to tell us how sorry they were, and just as Adelyn had predicted, most of it was bullshit. My daddy had earned his reputation, and Connor had followed in his footsteps. But all was forgiven when a man died.

As I turned to shake the hand of the woman who’d been our eighth grade teacher, a commotion broke out among the crowd of protestors gathered just outside of the gates. I’d caught a glimpse of their signs when we’d pulled up to the cemetery, but cars had created a barricade to hold them back. Music Bayan Escort Gaziantep had been pumped in through speakers during the funeral services to try to drown out their chanting, and it had worked well enough that I’d almost forgotten they were there. But with the cut in the music, their shouts were coming through loud and clear.

I was too far away to hear all of the vitriol they were spewing, but I could see the signs more clearly now that I focused all my attention on them.

Baby killers.

Turn or Burn.

Thank God for dead soldiers.

That last sign was being held up by a kid. He couldn’t be older than ten or eleven, and the sign was almost as big as he was. His expression held more confusion than anger, but he raised his sign with conviction when the chanting grew louder.

All of the blood drained from Sofia’s face when she followed my gaze, and saw the protestors. I was moving before I even realized it, handing Emma off to her mother. “Get them into the car,” I said through clenched teeth. “I’ll be right back.”

Despite the sea of black around us, all I could see was red.

One of the officers caught up with me before I could reach the small barricade that had been set up between us and the protestors.

“I’m sorry, sir, but you have to stay back.”

“They need to get the fuck out of here.”

“Freedom of speech,” called a skinny woman with frizzy hair.

“We’re exercising our constitutionally protected rights!”

“The only reason you have any rights is because men like my brother and me protect this country.”

Before I could answer, someone from the crowd hurled something at us. The object bounced off the arm of one of the officers and hit the grass with a soft thunk. It took me a minute to recognize the Ken doll that looked like one Emma had. This one was dressed in camouflage, and had been soaked in red paint. He leaned over and spit at my feet. It only took a second to remember all the friends I’d buried and I snapped.

I broke past the officer closest to me. Catching him off guard gave me the extra seconds I needed to punch the smug face of the man. I felt his blood slick on my fingers where his nose bled before I was dragged away from the shouting mob.

People were yelling on all sides, but my vision had narrowed to a thin, dark tunnel. Laid over the voices in the cemetery were those of people in my nightmares. My memories—past and present— merged over one another. I struggled as I felt more arms restraining me.

“Easy, Soldier. Stand down, son!”

“You’re going to pay for this,” a woman screamed, holding up a cellphone. “We’re going to take this to the media!”

“Samuel.”

My name cut through all the chaos. I blinked against the sunshine, but instead of grinning skulls, there was only Ben’s calm face bringing me home.

He reached down a hand to help me to my feet. Behind him I saw the police officers watching me like I was a feral animal. Giving me space, but with clear, defined parameters.

Ben let go of my hand. I mourned the loss of the warmth until he placed the hand on my shoulder.

“You need to arrest that man. He’s disturbing our protected right to gather and voice our cause!” someone shouted.

“That’s not the way we saw it happen,” one of the officers interrupted, his voice cool and steady. “Looks to us like your people were creating a public disturbance, and when asked by officers to keep it down, one of you got unruly.”

He took the ruined doll that Ben held out. I hadn’t even seen him pick it up.

“You assaulted a police officer. Our friend here, an American hero, helped our officers settle things down. Maybe he got a little overzealous, but it was still within parameters of a citizen arrest.”

A blue clad shoulder rose in a shrug and the officer casually rested his hand on his hip near his gun. “Isn’t that the way it happened, boys?” Murmurs of agreement rose up all around us from the uniformed men standing around me.

“We’ll get a report down detailing everything.”

I swallowed hard as the protestors continued to spew threats. Ben gave my shoulder a gentle squeeze to keep me still. He stood beside me.

“A man died in a war meant to protect these freedoms you’re are abusing today. Show some respect.”

Ben’s hand slid off my shoulder to curl in mine as he took a step closer to the crowd, keeping me just behind him.

“If you can’t manage that, I’ll pray for all of you which will take a while. Bless you all.”

I blinked. That was unexpected.

“Come on, Sam,” Ben said. “Officer Whelan, can you clear a path so the family can leave in peace.”

“No problem, Father Santiago.

Shouted protests followed our return to the cars, but all I could focus on was the solid warmth of Ben’s hand. He didn’t let go until we reached the truck.

“How’s your hand?” he said about the one he hadn’t been holding.

My knuckles were still bloody when I checked, but I shrugged. “It’s fine. I’ve hit harder things than that guy’s head.” Where are Sofia and the girls?”

“They’re with Tara.”

“Who?” I followed his gaze to where a pretty woman with long blonde hair stood with her arm around Sofia’s shoulder.

“She’s a friend. They’re fine. I’m more concerned for you right now.” Ben’s eyes scanned my face.

“I’m fine. He deserved it.”

“I’m not disagreeing, Sam. Those people are vultures, preying on grief and pain, and God will remember that when He deals with them as He chooses. But your responsibility is to your family. What good are you going to be to them if you get yourself arrested? Use your head, Sam.”

“Okay…you’re right.”

“Of course I am. Now go walk it off. I’m going to get Sofia and the girls.” He hesitated. “Can I trust you on your own?”

A smart-ass retort sat on my tongue, but I swallowed my pride when I saw the genuine concern in his eyes. “You can trust me, Ben.”

“Good,” he murmured. “Because we have an incoming.”

I followed his gaze. My sister-in-law and nieces were cresting the hill with Sofia’s friend in tow. Sofia’s already pale face dropped the last few shades to corpse-like as she neared us and saw the police. I wiped my bloodied knuckles on my dress pants before she got too close.

“Sam, are you all right?”

Anxiety laced her voice. A few more octaves of desperation, and we’d have all the neighborhood dogs howling.

I ignored Adelyn’s hostile look as I looped an arm around Sofia’s waist, trying to keep myself between her and the protestors.

“We’re fine. Hi,” I said to the other woman. I’m Sam.”

The hand that slid into mine was attached to a slim wrist that poked out beneath the denim shirt she was wearing knotted over a long dark skirt. Long wavy blonde hair spilled out beneath a cream fedora. She stuck out against everyone dressed in black, especially with her red, sexy-secretary style glasses that framed bright blue eyes. She was gorgeous, and her wide, slightly crooked smile amped her up from a solid ten to a hundred and ten. Had I been even remotely interested in women, I’d have wondered what she was hiding beneath that long skirt.

“Hi, Sam. I’m Tara Fitzgerald, a friend of Father Ben and Sofia’s. Nice to meet you.” She startled me by leaning in as if she were going to kiss me. But instead she whispered her next words against my cheek. “Good job on clocking that jerk. I fist bumped the air since you were otherwise engaged.”

There was a touch of Deep South to Tara’s voice, but it seemed to come and go with certain words, reminding me of Max. Once again I wished he were here, though had he been, the likelihood of us both spending the night in jail for assault would’ve been inevitable. Harder to play the crazy soldier card times two.

“Nice to meet you, Tara,” I said when she pulled away.

“Thanks for coming.” I turned to Sofia. “Ready to head home?”

“Could I have a minute?”

Although Sofia’s voice was calm enough not to concern her children, I could see her beginning to fall apart. Tara smiled at me as she looped her am through Sofia’s.

“We’ll catch up in a few.”

“Take all the time you need. Emma, do you and Addie want to help me figure out the car GPS?”

Emma looked torn between playing with a new gadget and comforting Sofia, but in the end she took my hand, her little fingers holding on tight. Adelyn rolled her eyes at her mother and flounced ahead of us. Ben and I exchanged looks when he stayed behind with Sofia and Tara.

“We’ll be okay, Sam. Go with the girls.”

Reluctant as I was, I herded my nieces away. When we reached the steeper parts of the hills, I swung Emma up onto my shoulders. She shrieked in delight, plucking my hat off of my head to put it on hers. Her fear over the gunfire was long forgotten with that enviable memory loss only children and the senile can manage.

“I’m so high, Uncle Sam! I can see the birds real close.”

“Maybe you can catch one.” I jiggled her, earning another delighted squeal. For the first time in weeks, I felt my mouth curve into a genuine smile.

Adelyn muttered something inaudible beneath her breath as she climbed into the rear seat and snapped on her headphones. The volume was so loud, the coast of Africa could share her indulgence for emo rock.

I settled Emma into the front seat for the time being so she could reach the GPS. My hat was too big on her, covering the rounded tips of her ears. Her legs swung several inches above the floor carpeting as she played for a few minutes, the soft beeps adding the occasional break in the soundtrack of waves, wind and teen angst.

“Uncle Sam? Can I ask you a question?” Emma said.

“Sure, baby.”

The beeps continued for a moment. “Mami is sad, right?”

I nodded. “She’s a little sad right now. But she’ll be all right.”

“Addie’s mad, not sad.”

The leather seats creaked as I readjusted, stealing a look at my older niece, who was diligent in her dismissal of us. “She’s sad, too, Emma. She just shows it differently. Sometimes when people have all these feelings bubbling up inside of them, they don’t know how to show them. So they say mean things, or act in ways they usually don’t.”

Silence reigned from Adelyn’s corner, but the music got a little lower. “Are you sad, Uncle Sam?” Emma looked at me with startling sensitivity considering her age. “Is that why you have bad dreams?”

I fought the desire to lie. Instead I tried redirection. “Why would you think I have bad dreams, honey?”

“Because Addie and I heard you yelling Father Ben’s name yesterday when I got up and got her so she could get me some milk. You said, ‘Oh, God, Ben,’ so Addie said you were praying.”

A muffled snicker from the back seat set my ears aflame. Before I could come up with an exit strategy for this entire conversation, Emma continued. “Addie said you were talking to him on the phone, and asking him to talk to God so he’d take away your bad dreams.”

“You do pray pretty loud, Uncle Sam,” Adelyn murmured. “Might have to work on that.”

The little shit wasn’t bothering to hide her delight at my situation when I met her eyes in the mirror. I didn’t have time to be scandalized that my sixteen-year-old niece seemed to know that it’d been more than praying, because Emma was tugging at my hand to try and get my attention.

I cleared my throat hard, ignoring the silent shaking of Adelyn’s shoulders in my peripheral vision.

“I pray just like you do, Emma, because when I’m sad it helps me think. We all get sad sometimes, but eventually we’re okay.”

Emma put down the GPS and scooted a little closer to me. “I’m not sad…is that bad?”

I shook my head, thanking all deities on high that she took the bait. “You’re always allowed to say whatever you feel, Emma. Your daddy wouldn’t want you to be sad.”

“I’d be sad if you went away,” she said, reaching over to touch my hand. “I want you to be here for Christmas, because Mami makes gingerbread men, and I put sprinkles on them. And we open presents. Maybe we’ll get more from Santa if you’re here, too.”

The hopeful expression in her eyes drew a smile from me. Christmas was a solid six months away. I didn’t want to make promises, but I hadn’t seen my niece this excited since I’d gotten here.

“We might be able to arrange that. Maybe even hang a stocking on the stairs for me.”

A snort escaped from Adelyn’s corner, but Emma’s face lit up. “What color do you want?”

“Green,” I said, thinking of Ben’s eyes.

“Mine is pink,” she confided.

We chatted for a few more minutes, Emma happily taking up the slack to do most of the talking. Adelyn remained quiet, but there was enough movement in the set of her lips to classify as a truce if not a smile.

Sofia returned, red-eyed but calm. Emma climbed into the back seat to be with her mother, which forced Adelyn up front with me. Tara waved goodbye before heading toward an old blue convertible in the parking lot.

Ben came to my side of the SUV, his hand resting on the rolled-down window. “Hey.”

“Hi,” I said, trying to play off that guilty look you developed when you knew you’d been talking about someone. “Is Sofia all right?’

He nodded, lowering his voice. “She will be. Just needs some time, like you all do.” He paused, leaning in a little closer. “I got your message last night. Sorry I didn’t call you back. There was a situation at work I had to handle, but I’d like to talk.” His smile was warm. “Is it okay if I drop by later? Maybe we can go out for coffee?”

In the light of morning, that same scenario that had kept me up half the night was both more tempting and daunting.

“Father Ben, Uncle Sam is staying for Christmas!”

Emma’s cheerful interruption saved me from answering. Ben looked between us, amused. “Is he now? Well that’s great.”

“I haven’t decided anything yet…”

“Uncle Sam, you said you wanted a green stocking, so we have to get you one.” Emma continued as if she hadn’t heard me.

I glanced in my review mirror at Sofia, who was smothering a smile. “You’re right, sweetheart. I did say that… But…”

“No butts. Mami doesn’t like that word.”

I could’ve sworn the corner of Adelyn’s mouth twitched as I got a dress down from a five-year-old.

I sighed. “Okay, but you need to figure out the stocking situation for me, kiddo.”

Ben had an engaging grin, and he was using it freely. “That sounds like an important job, so I’m going to trust you with another one, Emma. Are you listening?”

Emma’s little head popped between the seats like a whack-amole so she could hear him better. “I’m listening, Father Ben!”

“Fantastic. You need to help me by making sure your Uncle Sam has nothing to do this Tuesday. If you have to help him do his chores, or tickle torture him to stay home that night so I can pick him up later, you have my permission. Got it?”

“Okay!” she agreed with a bob of her little head. “Where are you taking him? Can I come?”

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Dee finally had accepted my rationale of why I was driving, though she had asked me out.

She wanted us to go to Milly’s, a fern bar/café that catered to the lesbians of our fair city; it wasn’t unique, there were several gay/lesbian-friendly places in our metro. Milly’s was known far and wide for its calamari appetizers, so I was okay with going there. But her place was between my place and Milly’s so, duh!

She was out the door and locking it as she saw my lights in her drive. Jumping in on the passenger side, she leaned over and gave me a quick kiss, saying, “It’s really good to see you.”

“Thanks, you too,” backing out of her drive.

The ten minute drive was used to bitch about our respective work-weeks, and with her having three different hotels in three different cities, I awarded her the ‘right-to-bitch’ championship blue ribbon.

~

Knowing we were going to Milly’s, I dressed for ‘the ladies’ and, of course, for ‘my date’. A pair of slacks that showed the curves of my ass favorably, and a blouse that showed the cleavage that my French bra provided, accentuating my C-cup boobs. The combo looked good on me, and I liked that.

Handing her coat to be hung at the check closet, as I had done, Dee whistled softly, saying, “Damn girl, you clean up nice!” I smiled at her compliment, complimenting her back, because she really looked hot in her outfit; her small perky boobs showing through her thin blouse. We were ‘watched’ as we were led to our table by several pairs of eyes throwing sly glances our way.

You’re beginning to like this ‘new thing’ a lot, aren’t you?

I suppose I am.

You like these leering glances from the women in this place, don’t you?

I suppose I do.

Is that why you smiled back at that cute blonde chick a second ago?

Yep.

It was a slam dunk for splitting a large order of calamari, and a side salad. We both chose Sunrises as our drink of choice, and talked the night away, the time flying by as we drank and noshed.

Her story was similar to mine except she had been married. She endured sex with her husband, because that’s what a wife should do, and faked every orgasm he thought she had. Like me, her best friend was her right hand in the shower. He suspected that their sex life was ‘not as good as it should be’-Ya think?

So when he suggested bringing another woman into their bed, to ‘shake things up’, to ‘spice up things’, she thought, what the hell? Why not. It certainly couldn’t be worse than she was having anyway, so she agreed. She even let him take pictures of her nude, artistically done she said, showing her body in provocative poses but her face never shown. He joined and posted an ad on a website, “looking for females to give wife her first bi-experience.”

They both traveled for their jobs, but she would use her personal laptop on the road to check the ad for responses; she’d read them, discard the ones without pics, cull through the illiterates and at the end of a week, there were usually three or four that ‘might work’. Agreeing on their first ‘playmate’ after a couple of weeks, they answered; emailed each other for a week, and set up a coffee date to meet in person. It went well, Dee said, the woman was cute, average in many ways but very sexy in some sort of way. An invite was issued to her for the next evening to come to their place for a ‘date’.

“From the first time she kissed me,” Dee said, signaling our server for another round of drinks, our third, “I didn’t care that my husband was even there. We played around with him and when she offered to go down on me while I sucked him, I agreed and gave him the best blowjob he’d ever had from me,” laughing at the memory. “He came quickly, and retired to the sidelines to watch, and he had a show.”

“Whatever she did to me, I did to her and had orgasms that rocked my world,” she said, “and I’ve never looked back.”

She went on to say that the dumb schmuck actually believed she embraced the threesome thing because it made their marriage better.

“It didn’t, of course, but the sex from the threesomes took care of my needs,” smiling as she said it.

Eventually, the truth was found out, they divorced. She began perusing the same website under a different screen name, using some of the previously unposted pictures that he had taken, and took out her own ad. This was ‘looking for couples or women who wanted to have their first bi-flings’.

“Ironic, isn’t it?” she said.

So now, she still looks at the site every once in a while, hooking up with a chick that hits her hot button. She was happy and that was that. She met Brie through a mutual ‘friend’ at a party on New Year’s Eve.

“Brie Antep Bayan Escort and her ‘date’, a young thing, invited me to join them in a New Year’s toast and at midnight, they took turns kissing me for the New Year. The next thing I knew, I was going home with them; Brie drove while the ‘young thing’ worked me up in the backseat.”

“I can’t remember the ‘young thing’s’ name but I certainly remember how she loved it when Brie used the strap-on with her as she gave me head.”

Strap-on? Brie didn’t do that to you.

Not yet, but it’s something to think about.

“Brie and I have been friends ever since and that’s how I joined out little Social Club,” Dee concluded, smiling.

We were silent for a few moments when she asked, “Did you see that cute blonde a few tables back? She was a little ‘hottie’ wasn’t she?”

I agreed, returning her smile, watching her watch me.

I was downing the last of my drink when she put her elbows on the table, framed her face with her hands, and said, “So, you wanna go back to my place and fuck?”

“Why you silver-tongued devil, you; you sure know how to sweet talk a girl,” laughing softly. Putting my glass down, “I think that’s a fine idea,” I said.

Walking out, there were appreciative glances tossed our way, again, and even a wink or two, which made me, feel, I don’t know, sexy? Wanted? Horny? Take your choice.

~

My car’s heater had just started to warm the inside of the SUV when we arrived at Dee’s driveway, both of us a bit ‘chilled’ and Dee remarked that she was glad she left the heat on in her house.

Me too, it was fucking cold!

Taking my coat from me, she hung it in the entryway closet, along with hers. Turning to me, she put her arms around me and kissed me; a sweet, gentle kiss, my hands rising to caress her small waist, the kiss very arousing. Breaking off the kiss, she took my hand and asked, “Do you want the ‘nickel’ tour of my place?”

I did, and hand in hand, she led me through her place.

The main level had the kitchen/dining nook and her living room on one side, with the main bath, remodeled and enlarged, her study/office area, and the foyer, of course, on the other side. Upstairs housed her master bedroom with a private bath, taking up one whole side, and two smaller guest bedrooms, one used for ‘storage’ and the like, and a shared bathroom between the smaller bedrooms. Like the exterior of the house, the interior had also been restored to its original grandeur. It was tastefully decorated and furnished and I told her so, as we descended the stairs to the kitchen area.

“Would you like a drink? I’m having one,” Dee asked.

I did, and she fixed us a couple of Scotch and waters, she, like me, an aficionado of Single-Malt Scotch. Drinks in hand we walked to her living room, choosing the large couch in front of her entertainment center as our sitting spot. Looking at the entertainment center, I was drawn to the many DVDs that were sitting on her shelf, and rising, I walked over to look at the collection.

There were many ‘Classics’ from the film industry, mostly drama and mystery flicks, sprinkled with some comedic films as well. On the very bottom shelf, not quite hidden from view, was a selection of ‘porn’, most with lesbian themes-no surprise-but a few with males and women, threesomes, swaps, and the like.

“Do you watch porn?” Dee asked as she walked up behind me, placing her hand on my back, her fingers stroking up and down my spine through my thin blouse.

“I have a few that I keep around for entertainment purposes,” I admitted to her, smiling a bit. She smiled back, asking, “Want to put one on and watch it a while?” she asked after a short pause.

“Sure, why not?”

Why not, indeed?

Choosing one, she slipped it into the player, walked over to the wall, turning down the lights with a dimmer switch, casting the room in a very soft, dim light. I had returned to the couch and she joined me there, sitting close to me, our legs touching. We placed our drinks on the coffee table as the DVD started.

Like most porn, it took about a nano-second for the first sex scene to begin. The two girls in the film were beautiful and well-built, both of them with silicon breasts to die for. The action between the women in the film was very hot, plain and simple, and their romp held our attention; for a while, anyway.

We had both kicked off our shoes when we had taken off our coats and both us had stretched out our legs, using the coffee table as a hassock of sorts, our bodies lying against the couch-back. As we watched the action on the large, flat-screen TV, our hands migrated to each other’s leg, stroking gently, with fingertips brushing the skin over the material.

She moved her hand to my blouse, slowly unbuttoning it as she leaned in and kissed the side of my face. I continued to watch the screen, getting turned on by what was going on in the movie, and by her warm tongue licking my ear and neck. Her hand was now inside of my blouse which was unbuttoned to my skirt-waist; her hand squeezing and cupping my breasts over my bra, her kisses now moving towards my lips, up from my neck and face.

I turned towards her and met her lips with mine, reaching with my hand to caress the back of her head as our kiss evolved into a passionate, gasping meeting of our mouths and tongues. Dropping my hand from her head, I unbuttoned her blouse as she had done to me, my hand slipping across her smooth skin to caress her breasts, braless, small, and feeling wonderful under my hand.

She was nuzzling and kissing the swell of my breasts over my bra, her fingers peeling down the bra to suck on my nipple, her nipples hard against my hand’s wanderings.

Looking up with her eyes as she sucked on a breast and nipple, she pulled her mouth from my wet nipple, asking, “Wanna go upstairs?”

“Yes,” I answered, my breath slightly gasping, my heartbeat thumping under my skin. I believe the proper phrase for my condition would be ‘hot and horny’; simple, but accurate in its description of what I was feeling.

We climbed her stairwell, our arms around each other’s waist, stealing small kisses with each other. We each watched the other undress as we took off our own clothes, our eyes feasting on our nakedness as it evolved.

Dee’s body was on the slender, thin side; small waisted, small breasted, her skin smooth and flawless. Her breasts were not quite a B-cup, I had decided last weekend at Brie’s when I kissed and suckled them, but larger than an A. Regardless, they felt wonderful to me when I played with her in Brie’s bed, and tonight, as well, when I fondled her downstairs a few minutes ago.

We climbed onto her bed from opposite sides and ‘knee-walked’ to the middle of the bed, our lips meeting in a passionate kiss, our arms embracing each other’s bodies, our pussies rubbing against the other. We fell together onto her pillows, our bodies melding together, our kiss still not broken, my knee slipping between her legs to rub against her pussy, which was beyond damp, her juices clearly flowing with desire.

It took her but a minute or two before I was looking down my body at her hands caressing my boobs as her head bobbed between my legs, her tongue making delicious swipes up and down my pussy, pausing to twirl around my love-bud. I enjoyed her attentions until my insides screamed for release, and just that quickly, I climaxed, surprising me and pleasing her.

She lasted longer than I did and I was glad; savoring her tastes and scent as I relished what I was doing to her, with her, a small orgasm building within myself as I assaulted her womanhood with my quickly developing oral skills. When she came, her hands pulling my head deep into her grinding pussy, I came as well, small but satisfying.

And so it went, until we fell asleep from exhaustion, sated but tired.

~

Awakening the next morning, it took a groggy minute or two before I remembered where I was; more specifically, in whose bed I was lying.

The aroma of fresh coffee was wafting up from downstairs, waking me even more so, so I got out of bed and padded to her master bath.

Walking into her bathroom, she had left out a tube of toothpaste, a clean drinking glass, and an unopened toothbrush, still in its sterilized package. I peed, the relief bringing a smile to my face and then brushed my teeth, splashing my face with cool water, drying myself afterwards. I noticed, then, that she had also left a folded ‘sleep shirt’ on a shelf near the basin. Slipping it on, I followed my nose to the kitchen, hearing her in her office, her fingers tapping on the keyboard.

“Morning, baby,” she said, hugging me from behind as I stood, fixing my coffee. I leaned my head to the side as she nuzzled my neck and the side of my face with her lips.

“Morning, Ms. Dee,” I said, and then thanked her for her thoughtfulness of the toothbrush and all.

She had a nightshirt on herself, the house a bit on the cool side; I understood the chill, since I also slept with the thermostat turned down. She fixed herself another cup, inviting me into her office afterwards.

“Checking my ad-site,” she explained as I took a chair next to her desk.

“Any ‘hotties’ looking for a licking?” I jokingly asked her.

Laughing at my poor attempt at alliteration humor, she said, “A couple worth checking out, here, slide your chair around, next to mine.” And, I did.

“She’s a little cutie, isn’t she,” Dee said as she clicked on the attachment of a response, opening a jpg file which revealed a smiling, Asian girl in a thong, hands on her hips with small breasts, high, firm, and proud. She looked young, really young, and I said so. Dee read her reply’s text, commenting, “Says here that she’s a twenty-four year old graduate student.”

Twenty-four? I would’ve have guessed younger but I’ve guessed wrong before about that kinda stuff. I stayed next to Dee as she checked out a few more replies, but she kept returning to the Asian girl’s reply, comparing? I wondered.

Grabbing her empty cup from in front of her, I fixed us each another cup of her really good brew, returning to my chair next to hers. Looking along with her, she surfed the site, checking out other ads, many of which had pics that ranged from disgustingly lewd and vulgar to tastefully sexy. After a half-hour or so of looking at naked bodies and reading some incredibly sexy ads, I admitted to myself that I was developing a problem ‘down there’. The thing is, I wasn’t as much thinking about Dee ‘doing’ me as I was thinking of me ‘doing’ her.

Huh!

“That really feels good, Lynn,” she said to me as she continued to surf through the site, pausing to click on a couple. What was ‘feeling good’ to Dee was my hand between her slightly parted legs, stroking the insides of her thighs, my pinky finger reaching to ‘tease’ her pubes and her button. Going with ‘the moment’, I abruptly spun her office chair to face me as I slid off of my own chair, dropping to my knees as my hands lifted her nightshirt to her waist, exposing her pretty pussy. Slipping my hands under her firm ass, I lifted her pussy to meet my mouth as my head dropped between her legs.

She leaned her head back against her chair and closed her eyes, her hands running through my hair as I slowly teased and tasted her with my tongue and mouth, soft murmurs of contentment coming from her throat and mouth. Her legs lifted and crossed behind me, ‘trapping’ me to her Vee, my tongue now probing deeply into her essence, her murmurs now loud moans with her breaths coming faster and harder as her excitement mounted. Her climax erupted from deep down inside of her, her moans growing in volume as she orgasmed, her hips grinding against the pressure of my mouth and tongue. Her juices tasted just wonderful to me, my mouth shining with her wetness when I finally came up for air.

She drew my face to her lips with her hands and kissed me deeply, for a very long time, as I kneaded her breasts with my hands, under her sleep-shirt. Begging me to let her ‘do me’, I acquiesced and she took me there, on the carpeted floor of her office, my own contented sounds filling the small room.

She asked me to spend the day, and night, but I explained that my newest niece’s Christening was tomorrow, and I was expected to be there. We kissed each other before she opened the door for me to leave, long, lovingly soft kisses, that were hard to leave, truthfully. Waving as I pulled away, I headed to my place.

Quite the ‘carpet muncher’ you’ve become in three short weeks.

What’s your point?

I’m just saying….

Shut up; just shut the fuck up, okay?

Standing in the Mail center of our condo complex, I was going through my mail, tossing the trash mail, of which there was a lot, when she walked through the door. Glancing from my mail perusal, we made eye contact; both of us, for a brief second, giving a look of ‘where do I know her from’. We politely smiled at each other, letting the moment pass, her cute blond hair falling to her shoulders as she reached into her mail box.

Cute, I thought to myself, returning to my own mail. Walking to the trash can near the standup table where I was going through my mail, she said, “Hi,” and I returned her greeting, watching her as she walked towards the door.

The blonde. The blonde that eyed me at Milly’s last night, that’s who that is, I quickly realized, that’s why she looked so familiar. At least, I think that was her; no, I was sure that it was her, I finally decided.

“Huh,” I said out loud to myself in the empty mail center. “How fucking weird would that be?” I said, again out loud, gathering my ‘good’ mail and returning to my car and driving to my patio home and its enclosed garage space in the rear.

Checking my phone messages, there was one from my mom, suggesting that if I wanted to bring whatever young man I was dating, that he’d be welcomed; but of course, that’s only if you want to, she ended.

Chuckling to myself, I talked back to my message machine, saying, “Oh yeah, that’s a great idea, mom, I’ll bring my date from last night and watch the jaws drop.”

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It all started very innocently. Patty and I just installed a pool with this huge deck around it and invited about 40 friends over to christen it. One of the couples invited was Joe and Angie. They were the parents of one of Patty’s kid’s friends. Joe was a Jack and Coke drinker and Angie a beer drinker. I had never meet Angie before but she was a looker. Not very tall but a very pretty face and a body to match.

Our parties are always very casual with everyone helping themselves to food and drinks. I spent most of my time around the bar and the grill doing burgers and brats so I didn’t get much time to talk to Joe and Angie until later in the night when they wanted to start doing shots of tequila. There were about a dozen people left when Joe started pouring the shots. Most people were feeling no pain by this time so the shots went down pretty easy.

After the second shot Joe said he had to go take their baby sitter home. He said he’d be back to pick up Angie later. It wasn’t long after he left that the party moved into the pool. I turned the pool light on and jumped in. Several people, including Angie, didn’t have swimsuits but that didn’t stop them from getting in. Angie and Escort Bayan Gaziantep another girl took their shorts and bra off to swim in just their thongs and tank top. Everyone was in the pool having one hell of a time drinking and just being stupid.

With the pool being new we didn’t have all the kinks worked out yet. The pool light would turn off every couple minute and would kick back on after a few minutes. I wasn’t in a state of mind to worry about it so we lived with it. Since we live out of town every time the light went out it was pitch black. When the light went out for the fourth or fifth time I felt someone grab my ass. I figured it was Patty so of course I return the favor. Instantly I knew the ass I was squeezing wasn’t Patty’s. I’ve squeezed hers enough to know this ass was slightly larger but yet very firm. When the light came back on I realized it was Angie’s. She gave me this sexy look out of the corner of her eye. Instant hard-on! I knew the next time the light would go off I was going back to Angie.

I made my way towards Angie and held up my beer to toast the fun night. She tapped her beer can to mine and gave me that sexy sneaky look again. I set my beer on the side of the pool just as the light went out. Angie back was right in front of me. I put my arms around her waste and reached up under her tank top. She instinctively lifted her arms so I could have easy access to her tits. Her nipples were hard and long. I pinched and squeezed them s I brought my lips to her neck. I could tell she enjoyed being felt up. I knew I didn’t have a lot of time before the light came back on so I released her tits and squeezed her ass as I put a little distance between us. The light came on and I headed for my beer. Angie and I continued to play our little groping game a little while longer. I’d squeeze her tits and then she’d play with my prick and balls every time the light went out.

Slowly people started getting out of the pool and headed for the house. Soon a coworker of mine, Kim, her boyfriend, Brian, Angie and I were the only one’s left in the pool. Brian was all over Kim and paid no attention to Angie and me. Angie and I talked and drank when the light was on but as soon as it went off my hands were all over her body. I finally got the nerve to reach into her thong and discovered she was totally shaven. Taking two fingers I slowly began to rub circles over her clit; gently at first but increasingly harder. With all this foreplay she came in a matter of seconds. She started shivering and let out a few moans as she tried to control her orgasm. When the lights came back on she didn’t want me to quit. I looked over at Brian and Kim and I could tell they didn’t give a shit who else was in the pool, so I kept my arms around Angie. I whispered in ear how much fun that was and that I didn’t want to quit. I began kissing her neck and continued to run a circular motion over her clit even with the light on.

When the light when off she turned to face me, pulled out my cock from my shorts. She then pulled her thong to the side, wrapped her legs around me and guided my member to her awaiting hole. We started humping which caused waves in the pool. No one seemed to care. As with Angie, it didn’t take long for me to cum. As I shot my wad into her warm moist pussy Angie came again. Just as the waves of pleasure subsided the light came back on. Kim and Brian didn’t pay any attention to the waves we had made in the water.

Neither one of us said a word. We just held each other until the light went off again. We kissed a final time and got out of the pool to head to the house. What happened in the house is another story….

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English Aunties – Part 2

With no comment whatsoever, 2 pairs of old fat legs open revealing their hairy bushes…

I threw my clothes off in an instant, revealing an almighty errection – due, no doubt, to the DVD of their heated nights – and asked politely:

– So, who wants it first?

I expected an icy atmosphere still, but somehow the whole throwing my clothes off, the errection and the silly question seemed to have made them forget about what just happened a couple of minutes away as they both burst out laughing:

– Now that’s a silly question to ask, don’t you think, after you just played that proof of our frustration on the DVD? You know that each of us two would just pull that thing inside her with her both hands – said Laura as she kept on giggling.

– OK then, shall I take my pick?

– Go ahead, said Laura. But please try to be impartial otherwise one of us will have to stay up again tonight – she said, and they started laughing again.

– Tell you what – I said – why don’t we start telling each other what we like, so we can make this really nice for both me and you. Obviously I saw bits and pieces (here they started giggling again) but that’s just part of the whole thing, no doubt. So let’s hear it – what do you aunties actually like? And I sat down on the sofa and lit a cigarette – no chance they were going to moan about my smoking in the house now!

– You’re asking the wrong questions again, dear – said Helen, and they started giggling again. It’s what we liked so far (not that we don’t anymore) and what we would REALLY like, but couldn’t get it. I don’t need to point to you I hope that so far there was no other man in the house, do I?

– OK, so what did you enjoy so far and what would you really like then?

– Well, since it’s been just the two of us for a while, that lead to a lot of lesbian sex. I, in particular – went on Helen – love the double-dildo fucking. I enjoy sitting face-to-face with Laura and feeling her bits while pushing against the dildo. It feels nice to have your fingers busy as you cum.

– Yes, it does – agreed Laura.

– But obviously, that on its own can get boring. So I do like a good clitty munching now and then and Laura’s been really good at it – more giggles.

– Well, same goes for you, dear, you know that.

– But what we enjoy most is actually total submission to each other’s desires. You will find out that after a while, no matter how many vibrators you try and dildos and so on, it can get a bit boring – but if we let each other do whatever she wants, there is always that element of unexpected – which is rather nice.

– Of course, some of that can be a bit unpleasant, but knowing that your turn will come to get your pleasure and feeling the pleasure we give each other makes it actually really enjoyable.

– So that’s how you got into watersports – I said, kind of fishing for an answer.

– Oh yes, said Helen, and I would take the blame for that – if there is a blame in it – and again, they started giggling. I guess I’ve always been the kinky one if you want to call me that. I’ve always been more vocal in bed and I started the whole kinky Antep Escort Bayan talk in our sessions, which lead to verbal abuse. It’s the whole power feeling as you start cumming, knowing the other is totally acting on your fantasies – so the verbal abuse came naturally. From there, humiliation is just one step away, so there you go.

– To be honest – added Laura – we’ve been doing it for so long that we started enjoying it. It’s such an erotic thing to be acting the other’s pleasures. When Helen sits on my face and rubs her fanny over my lips I nearly cum myself and when she releases herself in my mouth, I normally feel my vagina throbbing and cumming.

– So yes, we still love our abuse and lesbian sex – concluded Helen.

– But we haven’t had some cock for a while and I’d loooove to feel one in my hands or inside me as Helen uses me the way she likes to – added Laura.

This whole talk just made me feel even hornier – and as I was talking to them or just listening, my cock was shivering with excitement. As I was naked, it turns out they caught every single movement of it – so when we reached this point, Helen said:

– You don’t seem to have had too much relief either lately – your cock looks so tense. You won’t be able to last more than a few minutes with that load. I think you should cum a few times and release that tension, and then we can perhaps start to play and take our time. But the way it looks right now, you’ll be finished before we even start – and they started to laugh again.

– Well, yeah, I said – I don’t need to tell you that a couple of persons in this house made it very difficult for me to get laid (again, they started giggling), so what can I say? I can’t wait to feel myself sliding inside a moist warm cunt.

And as I said that, my cock shivered again.

– My god, you are about to burst – said Laura. Come on, let us make you cum a few times and release that tension.

– A few times? I asked, puzzled.

– Of course, dear, if you only did it once it wouldn’t help you that much, with all that frustration you are holding inside you. Come on, let us make you cum.

– Us? Ah, so you want me to fuck the both of you – after all, there’s 2 of you I guess and you both want your pleasure – I said teasingly.

– Silly — Helen slapped my ass cheeks gently — you don’t get it, do you? It’s not because we want you to fuck each one of us. It’s because you want to release that tension and I’m telling you it would be better if you released it more than once. The state you are in, I doubt it you could pleasure any of us, let alone both of us. My money tonight is again on Laura’s tongue to get my pleasure – and she winked at Laura – but if we get this load off your …(she stopped for a second, giggling at her own play on words) mind tonight, you might be able to last a bit more tomorrow and actually give us pleasure. So come on, let us pleasure you tonight and make you cum.

And saying this, Helen stood up and put her hand over my cock. I left a moan as my cock shivered in her hand.

– Now, you said you wanted a moist warm cunt? Let’s get Laura to prepare it for you.

And with that, she grabbed Laura – who was still sitting on the sofa – by the hair and forced her face in her cunt. She then grabbed Laura’s face with her hands and really shoved her cunt in her mouth:

– Make it wet!

I don’t think Laura really needed that order, as she was already eating away at her wrinkled clit and labia.

– God, she’s good – said Helen, her eyes half closed, her face half-turned to me.

Without realising I started stroking my cock slowly, watching Laura licking Helen’s cunt.

– Enough! I heard Helen saying and she pushed Laura’s face away.

She then went and laid on the sofa, legs open and looked at me:

– Here it is, darling: a nice warm and moist cunt for you. Don’t worry about my pleasure for now, just get inside me and cum as you wish. Feel free to bite, lick, suck spit or anything else that will get you going. Come on, it’s really silky and warm inside – she added as she dipped her finger testingly in her own cunt.

I was in her cunt in the very next instant – oh my! Did it feel silky and nice mmmmmmmm

– Ohhhh, that’s a nice cunt – I said, my eyes closed as I was sliding inside it.

– Have it all, baby — Helen was whispering to me, in her mission to make me cum. Cum inside my moist cunt baby. Cum on.

I felt a pair of hands on my ass cheeks and I thought it might be Helen’s – but the next thing I felt was a soft warm tongue circling my asshole — ahhh, it felt so so good mmmmmmmm Laura WAS definitely and expert in using her tongue.

Warm waves of pleasure were circling around my cock as I was going in and out of Helen’s cunt, unable to open my eyes due to so much pleasure. Laura’s tongue was heightening this pleasure to such levels that I never knew existed before.

– You’re such a good shag for an old cunt – I said without realising.

– I’m your cunt hon, to do with me as you wish – Helen was whispering while pushing her hips up slightly to make a much nicer entrance inside her for me. Just cum inside my cunt whenever you want, you know that – she went on. If you just want a moist warm place to sleep cock in at night or want to just cum and feel some meat around you as you do, my cunt is always open, hon.

I was in a different world – their voices and the noises around us dimmed away it seems and I was heightened by the pleasure waves that were coming to me in an avalanche. I could see just exploding colours before my closed eyes while I was ramming Helen’s cunt in a total frenzy. I was all on my own it seemed with just my pleasure, Helen and Laura left somewhere behind, simple tools for my ecstasies, the only proofs of their presence being the pleasures I was given and their very distant voices. How long was I in my own world of pleasures for? Hard to tell – a second, a minute maybe an hour? All of a sudden it felt like the Universe was just about to explode when just like a miracle I came back to Earth as I heard Helen’s voice clear this time:

– He’s going to cum, Laura, he’s going to cum!

In that very instant I felt her hand gripping my ass cheeks and dragging me all inside her cunt, which felt amazingly warm and moist. She even opened her legs more and pushed her pelvis a bit more to open it at its best and take me all in – damn, I was inside her cunt as far as I could go! I gave a cry of pleasure as I started feeling my cum spurting inside her belly. At the same time I could feel Laura’s amazing tongue which went out of my ass and was licking me now just under my balls making me nearly pass out with each jet of cum shot inside Helen. I felt like falling from somewhere above and getting closer to the ground with each spurt of cum. I felt I needed to get a grip on something to stop this spinning sensation – and without realising I grabbed Helen’s hair with one hand and started pulling it:

– AAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! I cried with orgasmic ecstasy.

I squirted inside Helen for what seemed an eternity, my body convulsing with each jet and each time it did, I was pulling Helen’s hair without realising. Laura was licking my balls or just under them all this time, not stopping for even a fraction of a second. I finally collapsed over Helen:

– Damn, that was the most amazing orgasm I ever had!

– Told you: you needed it, sweetie! Smiled Helen. You should see how much you came inside me!

– Really?

– Oh yes, I’m afraid if I move a bit there will be gallons of it spilling all over the couch – so I think we should ask Laura to give us a hand cleaning – she laughed.

– Huh? I was puzzled.

– Oh, you’ll see – they both giggled. Hon, you are wild, I must say! You rammed me like I wasn’t even here – I felt you pushing it so hard, my god! And that pulling my hair at the end – did that make you feel good?

– Well, I guess so, I replied, slightly embarrassed.

– Oh, Laura, he’s blushing – bless! Silly, don’t be! What did I say to you when we started? “WHATEVER YOU WANT” Wanna ram it hard inside me? Fine, do it. Wanna pull my hair? No problem. Wanna slap my face and call me names – hey, do whatever does it for you sweetie. OK?

– OK, I replied, still recovering from the whole thing.

– Good. Now, let’s get Laura to clean this mess.

And with that, Laura immediately positioned herself right underneath my cock next to Helen’s pussy lips, waiting.

– Now, you just take it out of me and watch Laura do the rest, Helen said.

So I did. The minute I pulled my cock out of her, I could see immediately what looked like a white cummy river spurting out of Helen’s cunt right on Laura’s tongue, which at the very same time covered Helen’s cunt with her mouth wide open.

– God, there’s loads, isn’t there? Helen asked.

No answer could come from Laura, who was just too busy swallowing. I sat next to them on the floor and watched it all — I could see and hear her swallow and even though I knew it was my cum I couldn’t believe how much it was. Finally, Laura was done it seemed and she slowly removed her mouth from Helen’s cunt, giving her a few more tongues to just make it “perfect clean” probably as Helen stood up.

– You bad, bad boy – laughed Helen pointing her finger jokingly at me – giving Laura a hot meal when she just had hers!

Laughter erupted from both of them and I joined in.

– Well, I guess it’s time for a drink next then, isn’t it? Helen asked as she kept stroking Laura’s hair, still sitting on the floor, beside her.

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I love Kate Simons.

I love her ridiculously cute bum when she walks down between the seats. I want to taste the soft dark hair that covers her face as she speaks to her friends. I want to touch the smooth cream of legs that flash under her skirt as she hops back into her seat. I want to kiss the hand that brushed against me as we got on the bus.

These are the things I realise during the four hour trip from school to our year twelve camp. Four hours spent pretending not to watch the back of her head. Four hours looking for a glimpse of her legs when Mr Ellis yells at her to stop roaming the bus and sit back down. Four hours of wishing that I had picked a seat up near her friends instead of sitting back here with my own. It is so much harder to have fun up the back of the bus when Kate Simons is 6 rows forward, spending the trip talking to Luke Chambers.

Beside me, Sam has already fallen asleep and I spend the time awkwardly craning over the seat fantasizing about the one ear that peeks through her hair, the only bit of flesh I can see. Oh god I am the worst sucker in the world! I find myself writing ‘Jacob loves Kate’ in the condensation on the glass window next to me. Less because I am actually the kind of person who writes things like that, but more for the thrill of actually making it public, even for the few seconds it exists before I wipe it out, just in case Sam wakes up. And lucky too, as across the aisle, Dani suddenly looks over and smiles at me.

Maybe I should ask her out. Dani is probably the only girl I am slightly interested in who I know well, but still she moves with friends that seem to lack all interest in me. Oh well, I can at least have a normal conversation with her. Having a conversation with Kate is fine until afterwards I think about the dumb things I said and want to scream. But Dani is sexy as well, and she is sitting across from me in a white blouse with one too many buttons undone. Through the fold of the blouse the swell of pale cream that is visible above her little bra keeps me occupied for a while, and her smile when she catches me looking over makes me a bit warm inside.

The camp we are going to is the type that has outdoor activities, high ropes courses, archery, bushwalking etc. There is a beach that we get to go to on the third and final day and I am simultaneously looking forward to seeing girls in swimmers and dreading it for the risk that my excitement might become too obvious. Still, three days with friends is great, and three days hopefully to get closer to the girls that seem so unreachable back at school.

We finally arrive at the camp and take our bags to the cabins we had chosen a few weeks earlier. You would not believe some of the bitch fights that came out of choosing cabin groups, but I am really happy with mine. I am with Sam and Michael and Luke Chambers who are cool friends and lots of fun to mess around with. I am friends with Luke, but sometimes I get pretty annoyed at how easy he seems to find it to hang with the girls I long to grow closer to. Dani and Kate are sharing with Rose and Melinda who are their closer friends and of course that cabin would be like heaven to be in. We arrive at around lunch so we ate some terrible burgers and assembled on the big lawn with volleyball nets to be split into groups.

It was always going to be a long shot to be put into a group with Kate, and sure enough I was placed in group 3 while she was whisked away in group 1 as they went towards the archery range. However it was hard to be sad with this when Dani and Melinda also came along with group 3 to the high ropes course. Unfortunately Michael and Luke went in group 2 and Sam was in 4 so it looked like I was going to have to make some new friends or spend three days alone.

High ropes are scary. Massive wooden poles with cables between and various activities done high off the ground are not just a walk in the park. There are those who can throw themselves wildly off a platform knowing that they are attached to a cable and totally safe, but I am not one of them. Neither was Melinda. While I could do all the tasks with time, discovering I still had all my limbs and getting a bit of a thrill in the end too, Melinda was petrified the whole time.

Dani was skinny and athletic, she went lithely up the ladders and carefully balanced on the ropes. The harness that seemed so terribly snug downstairs on me was tight round her small hips, and on Melinda it showed off her nice bottom, and twisted her shirt into tightness against her pretty large boobs.

Melinda was heaps fit, but scared shitless of heights it seemed. She would get up the ladders and oh so slowly venture onto the ropes, shaking the whole way. Climbing across the two high wires was the hardest and it was only with Dani in front and me behind her, coaxing her along, that she managed to finish. Because Dani was a friend of mine and friends with Mel, the three of us became buddies within the group. Comforting Mel after the ropes was nice, and by the time we switched to archery in the afternoon, we were heaps friendly.

Dinner was reasonable for camp food and I spent Antep Bayan Escort it sitting with guys, daring each other to come to the pyjama disco that night in just our boxers. It was a dance and then a ‘supper’ of milo and cookies before bed and we’d convinced ourselves to forgo shirts and just go in our boxers as it was a reasonably warm night and frankly, we wanted to get some attention from the girls. Back in the cabin I decided to put on briefs under the boxers thinking that if we were in fairly exposing pj’s, then the girls might be too, and there was only so much attention my boxers wanted in public when there was a chance of nature making a fool of me. I confessed this jokingly to Sam and he said he’d done the same.

We got about three meters from our door when Mr Ellis told us to go back and get shirts. We did so dejectedly, but took them off as soon as we got to the hall and the lights went on and the music started. We made quite a show, it was pretty terrible, about 8 boys all taking off their shirts and the girls either thinking we were idiots or just laughing. The music was terrible, some camp dj thinking we were in our fourties and not year twelve. We laughed when he played Nelly and we all pretended to the lyrics ‘it’s getting hot in here, so take off all your clothes’. Rose was the one pretending most, she lifted her tank top up to just under her boobs and made it slightly obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra. She didn’t show anything really, not in front of the teachers, but I was fairly glad I hadn’t gone for boxers alone.

Actually, the only guy who it seemed hadn’t put on undies underneath was Luke, but he seemed to keep it under control. However, Dani swept me into the girl’s speculation about it, and I went along with the minor scandal in order to talk with Kate.

“He obviously doesn’t.” said Rose, and her eyes seemed to like this fact and kept darting over to where he was talking to Sam.

“Are you wearing anything under yours?” Kate asked me and I told her I was in order to hint that the bulge in the boxers would not be as small otherwise. I was a bit envious of the looks Luke was getting.

Kate had on a pair of satin pyjamas. A short sleeve, button up shirt and some tiny shorts that only just made it over her little panties. Dani was wearing a cotton tank top and long pants, and her boobs seemed petite in comparison to Mel’s which looked huge in her bra under a tank top. Rose’s nipples were obvious under her top with no bra, and she wore boxers. I was subtly admiring the points in her top made when Kate asked me to dance.

I was pretty stunned. The song was a slow one and I had no real idea what to do but I put my hands on her waist and she put hers on my shoulders. I was pretty damn happy just swaying along. I looked over to where Luke and Rose were dancing, and saw his hand on her bum. I didn’t have the guts, but I made Kate laugh by attempting some over dramatic dance moves. I was astounded when I let my hand slide up her back and realized she had no bra on either. The smooth satin of her back was faultlessly smooth, and her breasts must have been shaped perfectly to let her shirt front be so perky.

“Did you know that Dani likes you?” Kate asked me.

I was pretty surprised, mostly at being told this way.

“No, I didn’t have a clue.”

“Well she does. She talks about it non stop.”

“Would she like you telling me?” I asked.

“Probably not too much,” she grinned, “but I wanted to know if you were into her.”

“So am I?”

I tried to play it cool and quite obviously failed. She would go and love Luke for sure now.

But she smiled, “I hope not.”

My stomach did a leap as at the same moment Luke came over and tapped my shoulder. Kate broke away to go to where Dani and Mel were sitting and I turned to Luke annoyed. But he beamed at me.

“I’ve got a plan.”

He steered us into a corner of the room.

“Let’s go over to the girl’s cabin tonight after teachers are asleep. Their cabin is just a few meters down the hill and no one would see.”

“But are they cool with it?”

“Yeah, Rose said to come and play cards”

So we did. The disco ended and we went back to our cabins after milo. We waited until lights out and all four boys snuck into the girl’s cabin. I was half afraid that Luke would make a move on Kate but that was blown aside as soon as we got inside and him and Rose started kissing all over the hallway. I suppose it shows just how jealous of Kate I’d been not to notice that something was happening elsewhere.

Luke and Rose went outside soon enough. I think Luke had smuggled in some cigarettes somehow and they were off to act hardcore in some dark corner. I was quite happy to stay in the girl’s cabin. We did play cards, but mostly I was checking out Kate and Dani’s leg’s as they sat cross legged in their pj shorts. I only started paying attention to the game when Mel went bankrupt and Michael, who obviously had more on his mind, started offering suggestions for how to keep on playing.

It was pretty obvious that he wanted a game of strip poker and Dani and Kate both looked pretty nervously at me, and I must have looked pretty scared to them. We are all over 18, only a few months away from the end of school, but I haven’t ever kissed a girl properly, let alone had a girlfriend, so i was near shaking. But Mel seemed to be ok with it, and everyone seemed to be pretty nervously excited and so we started playing again, saying you could bet items of clothing, or bet on other’s clothes. Michael’s plan backfired when Mel started winning and he lost his shirt. But Mel lost hers soon and I sat transfixed as she revealed her smooth belly and then her big boobs under a lacy black bra. She looked rather pleased with herself and suddenly everyone turned quiet and got excited looking.

Sam and I both lost our shirts before Dani lost and decided to take off her pants. She looked at me quite frankly before turning around and pulling off her pants showing a tiny cute ass in some sweet, pale blue cotton panties and her long skinny legs. When she sat back down I could hardly keep my eyes from the front of her undies where I imagined I could make out the little ridges of her vagina.

Hilariously Michael lost the next two hands and having ditched his boxers, he got up to make a show of taking off his briefs. We all laughed as he placed his thumbs under the waist and pulled down in a rush. His dick was already half stiff as it fell out to one side, and the girls were staring openly and giggling. Michael looked fairly pleased when suddenly there was a bang outside and Michael shot back into his underwear and we all looked out the window to see Mr Andrews yelling at Luke.

Me, Michael and Sam swore, grabbed everything and quietly went for the back door of the girl’s cabin. The cabins had a bedroom with fours beds, a bathroom and then a sitting room with lounge. Thank god there were two doors, and we managed to sneak back to our cabin and into our beds and pretend we hadn’t left them all night. Luke didn’t come back until morning.

***

We woke up to see him packing his gear into a bag.

“They caught me smoking with Rose and called my parents. They’re coming to take me home.”

“You’re kidding? That’s fucking ridiculous!” I was amazed that they’d be so worked up about it.

“It wasn’t because of being out at night or being with Rose, it’s because I smuggled the cigarettes in. You know their craziness on drugs.”

And that seemed to be that. Luke went and kissed Rose goodbye and his parents took him home. The girls sat with us over breakfast and we all got angry over the stupidity of it. Rose was a bit sad but she figured it wouldn’t matter too much as Luke’s parents weren’t the type to punish him severely. The teachers made an announcement to tell everyone the rules and say they were going to be watching for other bad behaviour and I was wondering whether I’d be able to get out to the girl’s cabin again that night if there were teachers on patrol.

Group 3 went on a bushwalk first thing in the morning, and I talked to Dani and Mel the whole time. Apparently Rose and Luke had spent yesterday afternoon bushwalking together and that’s how they got to be so into each other. Dani spent most of the trip trying to convince me to risk coming over that night. I didn’t know whether to risk it or not, but the shy look in Dani’s eyes was probably having a bad affect on my judgment.

We got back late and had lunch after the other groups before going off the Dunes that were the afternoon’s activities. The sand hills were huge! All of them were at least 10 meters high and after half an hour of listening to the guide tell us about their ancient history we were let go to throw ourselves from the tops and roll down. People ripped up some cardboard boxes from the bus and slid down the sides, and one teacher tried to organise a sort of ‘sand long jump’ competition from the top of the highest dune.

I had jumped and rolled to a stop at the bottom, and I got up unsteadily just as Dani put a full handful of sand down the back of my shorts. God damn that is uncomfortable! And a bus ride back to the camp with sand in my underwear! I chased her halfway back up the dune before getting an arm round her belly, grabbing my own handful of sand, pulling out the front of her jeans and dumping the sand inside. She was struggling way too much for me to see anything, and I just tickled her sides while she tried to get away.

She was rescued by Mel who dumped all the sand she could carry on my head and for a few seconds it was a chaotic brawl of trying to put sand in peoples clothing before Mr Ellis caught on and yelled us to a stop. Still, I had felt Mel’s big boobs press against my hand and as I tried to put sand down her bra. It even looked like I had succeeded, with her turning away and leaning over to empty the contents back onto the dune. We had a short but chafing bus trip back to the camp where we went to the showers.

It seemed like we had caught up with the other groups because the showers were packed. Group 3 waited, me, Mel and Dani trying to shake the sand from our hair. Eventually the boys showers cleared and I went in. I went into a cubicle and had just turned on the water when Dani and Mel called out my name. They had decided to screw waiting and just use the boy’s showers. The other guys still washing were laughing, and Mel and Dani chose free cubicles, Dani next to me, and Mel next to her. I was pretty amazed at their daring, but I assumed they would keep their underwear on.

Having come in last, it was soon only us three left. I had gone for broke and gone nude in the shower, and by the sounds of it Dani and Mel had too.

“Screw you Jake! This sand is everywhere!” Dani yelled to my left, “And I mean everywhere!”

I had a quick image of that flash up in my mind and was oh so glad for the cubicle wall separating us when my penis responded to my thoughts. I couldn’t help but picture the same hot water that was caressing me running down the slender bodies only meters away. I gathered up all my courage and replied.

“Just so that you could have the fun of cleaning it out.”

Mel surprised me by making a little groaning noise.

“Unless you need my help?” I called, nearly shaking. With huge effort I didn’t take a peek over the cubicle wall.

Dani’s voice was shaky when she said “I bet you’d just love to.”

That’s just about when Mr Matthews walked in and banged on the cubicle doors telling us to hurry up and come to dinner. Frightened me half to death. He must have not heard the girl’s voices or we’d be in a lot more trouble than that and I thanked goodness that he hadn’t come in a second or so earlier. I dried myself off, put on a pair of briefs and shorts and decided to walk the way back to the cabins shirtless just for the stupidity of it.

I waited for Dani and Mel, and they came out looking flushed and fresh. Dani’s hair still wet and hanging down her back, wetting her t shirt, Mel had hers up in a towel. We walked to the cabins and I changed into some pretty skinny jeans and a shirt for dinner. Walking back to the main hall, I saw Kate immediately from a distance. She was standing talking to Rose, and she’d obviously had a shower too. Her face was glowing under the outside lights, her perfect pink skin looked like silk against her shining dark hair. She was wearing a summery skirt that appeared to float on her hips and let her knees go bare, her legs seemed not to realize it was nearly night and still basked in the warm sun. She was golden, and she smiled as soon she saw me and I couldn’t help but smile in return, wider than I ever thought possible.

Dinner was quiet and careful. I felt like I was on the edge of something amazing and wanted to relish the time I had in the moment before I tipped over the other side. They were going to show a movie after dinner and we all fetched doonas from our cabins and lay down around the hall in front of the screen. I hurried back and then stalled, waiting, so that I could make sure of lying next to Kate, or at least sit close enough to see her. In the end this wasn’t difficult. Dani pulled me with the girls to a place over near the left wall, and we arranged our doonas so that we’d be able to lie on some, and also have them covering us. I got a few envious looks from Michael and Sam on the other side of the hall as I settled down with Kate on one side of me and Dani fairly obviously snuggling close on the other.

I was in heaven. Dani’s hair, still damp, was cold on my shoulder through my shirt, but it seemed like the whole world was focused on my right arm which I moved subtly until it met Kate’s. We left them there, just touching. Her skin’s warmth felt like electricity through me, I thought every hair on my body must be standing on end. How could everyone in the hall be so unaware of everything I was feeling?

We were watching ‘Love Actually’. I hardly even noticed it for the first half hour, but then we all fell into watching, and I forgot where I was until about three quarters through when I felt Kate’s hand slip into mine. I looked over at her and in the dark I could only make out the gleam of her eyes and a quick smile before she looked back to the screen. At the end when the little boy got kissed on the cheek I felt myself smiling just as wide and I knew exactly how he felt.

At the very end when the lights were coming back on Kate looked over to me and said nervously,

“You have to come to our cabin tonight.”

Her eyes were bright.

“Ok.”

And that was that. I had to go.

***

I waited until lights were out and went to the back door of our cabin to avoid taking the main path out in the open. Sam and Michael were both trying to convince me that I’d be caught but I figured it would be worth it as I didn’t think I’d survive knowing that I missed this opportunity. I opened the door and crept down the hill like some kind of action movie. Mr Matthews and Miss Borgman were talking over in front of the teacher’s cabins and I felt stealthy, keeping to the shadows. I froze occasionally when I thought they looked in my direction, standing shivering as it was a colder night that night. I was only wearing my pyjamas and had bare feet so I was freezing my ass off walking on the cold grass, but really the girl’s cabin was not far and I made it in minutes and went round to the back to knock quietly.

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