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the xxx story: As I walked in the door, coming home from the office, I saw my wife Carolyn standing by the cabinet preparing dinner. Carolyn has a body built like a brick shit house with all the fixtures in the right place. Today she looked especially good wearing a skimpy halter top with a pair of low cut shorts that fit snugly around her ass with the outline of her bikini panties showing through. Crossing the room and walking up behind her I reached around and cupped one of her tits with my hand while caressing her ass with the other and gave her a little nibble on the earlobe. "Whats for dinner?" I asked while dropping my hand from her tit to rub her cunt suggestively. "Company" she replied. I heard a voice from the den calling "Come on in, we have the fire going." As I entered the room, Ron, a friend of the family rose from a recliner with a drink in his hand and a bulge in the front of his pants. "You horny old bastard" I said, "What the hell are you doing over here?" "His wife is out of town and he was lonely so I asked him over for dinner and drinks." Carolyn said as she came into the room bringing me a drink. Kicking off my shoes I sat on the couch, sipped my drink and watched Carolyn walk back into the kitchen, her ass moving like two pigs caught in a gunny sack. As I thought of what could have been, my dick started to swell and I realized what Ron probably was thinking when I came home. At dinner Ron could not keep his eyes off Carolyn, everytime she leaned over the table her tits bulged against the halter top with the nipples pressing against the cloth. I noticed that as she moved around the table she found several excuses to bump both Ron and myself with her ass, one time rubbing her cunt on Ron's shoulder. After dinner we all got fresh drinks and moved back into the den. Sitting on the floor in front of the fire Carolyn stretched her legs out and ran her hand slowly up and down the inside of her thigh. Ron and I sat on either side of her sipped our drinks and watched the fire burn, while I was thinking of the fun we could be having if only he wasn't here. As the alcohol and warmth from the fire took effect I draped my arm over Carolyn's shoulder and let my hand drop into the top of her halter. Slowly rubbing and kneading the nipple of her titty I looked over to find Ron staring at her mound and rubbing the bulge in his pants. I caught his eye and nodded at Carolyn's halter top and my hand. As Carolyn leaned her head back and closed her eyes, Ron put his hand under her halter and began to caress her other tit. After a few minutes she began to moan softly under her breath and move her ass back and forth over the carpet. I unsnapped the halter top from the back and letting it fall leaned over and began sucking and licking the nipple on my titty while Ron started to suck on the nipple he was working on. As I sucked on Carolyn's tit my dick got larger and harder until I thought that it would break the zipper on my pants. Looking up I saw that Carolyn was rubbing the bulge in Rons pants and as I watched she slowly unzipped him and pulled out 8 inches of the hardest dick I have ever seen. "Lets see what you have in here." Carolyn whispered as she turned to me and began to open my trousers. Reaching in she pulled out my throbbing prick. Leaning back on the couch Carolyn took Ron's dick with her other hand and clasping both shafts she began to slowly squeeze and massage them while running her thumbs around and over the heads of our dicks. As our pricks got harder and larger Carolyn rotated her cute little ass seductively and said in a low sultry voice "What a pair of joy sticks. I can't wait to see what you boys are going to do with them." Continuing to slowly suck on Carol's nipple I eased my hand into her shorts and down to her slit, rubbing and caressing her mound and clit as I went. Slipping my fuck finger into her hot slippery cunt I began to run it in and out sliding it over her clit. "Oh shit, that feels good." Carolyn moaned as she began to jack off both Ron and I while humping her slit on my finger. Taking Carol's hand from his prick, Ron clasped her head with both hands and gave her a long deep tongue kiss, probing deep into her mouth, then slowly lowered her head to his swollen, throbbing dick. "Come on, Baby. Give me a blow job." Ron breathed. "Lets get those lips working on old Ron's dick." he pleaded. As I watched, Carolyn turned over onto her knees, ran her tongue around the head of his dick licking every inch of it and slowly took that enlarged prod into her mouth and began to suck it while moaning and humping her ass back and forth. Getting on my knees behind Carolyn I watched her suck Rons dick while he lay back with eyes closed, running his hands through her long black hair and pumping that rod in and out of her mouth I slowly began to masturbate with one hand while with the other I pulled her shorts and panties down around her knees. Knowing what was coming Carolyn began to suck faster and faster on Rons dick while twisting her ass in the air and moaning. Rubbing the head of my dick up and down the crack of her ass I reached between her legs with my other hand and began to massage her hot slippery little cunt, slowly running a finger up into it and pulling it out then lightly running the tip of my finger around her clit, pushing it back and forth until it stood out like a miniature prick. Moaning and groaning she pumped her ass faster in the air, and attacked Ron's dick with a vengeance. The faster she sucked on his dick the more I rubbed her ass with mine and the harder I rubbed her clit. As Ron began to gyrate his hips he grabbed Carolyn's head with both hands and crying "GODDAMN THATS GOOD" he began to fuck her in the mouth while I stroked her cunt faster and faster. By this time my prick was so hard a cat couldn't scratch it and was throbbing with desire. Grabbing her ass with both hands, spreading it wide and opening her little pussy I shoved 10 inches of swollen dick so deep in her cunt that my balls were banging her ass. Raising her head from Ron's dick she begged "FUCK ME, FUCK ME HARD, GODDAMNIT GIVE ME SOME DICK" before Ron grabbed her by the hair and stuck his prick back into her mouth. "Suck me!" Ron pleaded. "SUCK MY DICK, BITCH." As I began stroking my 10 inch dick in and out of Carolyns tight little cunt, she was working on the head of Ron's dick like it was an all day sucker. Sliding it in and out of her mouth while slowly running her fingers over Ron's balls, moaning "Give me some more dick" and pushing her tight ass back against my stomach. Ron began frantically to move his hips, thrusting his rock hard prick faster and faster into Carolyns mouth while grunting "uuhhh uuhhh I'm cuming, oh shit I'm cuming". Jerking his throbbing cock out of Carolyn's mouth Ron grabbed it with his hand, gave it one pump and erupted. Squirting cum over Carolyn's face, Ron jerked his hips back and forth rubbing his prick over Carolyn's lips and cheeks while she licked the side of his shaft sucking up every last drop of golden cum. As I watched Ron shoot his cum into my wife's face I was steadily running my 10 inches of meat into her cunt, driving it in so deep that my balls were slapping on her ass every stroke I made. Carolyn suddenly buried her face in Ron's pubic hair, tensed her body and while wildly gyrating her ass cried "SHIT, I'M CUMMING. OH SHIT, GIVE IT TO ME, GIVE IT TO ME, PUT IT TO ME HARD, OHHH SSHHITT!" As she shook her ass, her little pussy began to contract around the shaft of my cock, contracting and loosening it felt like she was trying to eat my dick with her cunt. Faster and faster I poured the dick to her until with a great spasm my back stiffened and I put it in all the way to the root while my dick jerked and bucked squirting cum into her belly. After several spasms cum was running around my prick, trickling down the lips of her pussy and running down her thighs. With a final sigh I fell to the floor while Carolyn, her face still buried in Ron's crotch dropped off her knees, her cum smeared pussy falling across my face. "So this is what goes on while I am away!" a voice said. Looking up we saw Joyce, Ron's wife standing in the doorway with her hand on her hip. "I should have known that you dirty bastards were having a party balling each other." she said. "Well I caught you at it and now you are just going to have to do it again, with me included this time." Joyce said as she slipped her dress down over her hips and stepped out of it. Unsnapping her bra and dropping it to the floor Joyce stepped toward us. As Joyce pulled into the drive she noticed the house was dark although Ron's car was in the garage. "Ron must be next door visiting with Odell and Carolyn" she thought as she turned off the engine and opened the door. Crossing the yard, she walked to Odell's front door and started to ring the bell when she noticed the door was slightly ajar. Pushing the door open she started to call out for someone when she heard someone cry "SUCK MY DICK, BITCH." "That sounds like Ron" she thought and quietly entered the house and walked down the hall to the den door. Stopping in the doorway she saw her husband, Ron lying on his back with Carolyn kneeling beside him, working on his dick with her lips and tongue, while Carolyn's husband Odell was on his knees behind her grunting with passion and slamming his 10 inch cock into Carolyn's cunt. Breathlessly Joyce leaned in the doorway watching Carolyn grunt and moan, humping her ass on Odell's prick and getting balled from both ends. Joyce felt her pussy warming as the nipples under her dress hardened and erected. Opening the buttons on her dress Joyce let it slide from her shoulders and drop to the floor. Pantiless and wearing nothing under her dress but a black lace garter belt fastened to her black hose, Joyce reached for her cunt and began to run her fingertip over her clit while with her other hand she rubbed and caressed her titty. As Joyce's clit got harder, her pussy became swollen with passion and hot slippery love juice flowed across her cunt lips and down her thigh. Joyce, moaning with pleasure, slipped her finger into her slit and began slowly fucking herself as she watched the action. As her finger became covered with her love juice, Joyce would raise it to her mouth and run her tongue around it licking off her juices before returning it to her cunt continuing to fuck herself. Her pussy got hotter and hotter, swelling with the love juices flowing as she watched the three on the floor. Suddenly Ron pulled his dick from Carolyn's mouth and shot cum all over her face as Carolyn cried "Oh shit I"m cuming. Give it to me" and began banging her ass harder and faster back on Odell's prong. While Odell kept stroking his hot, throbbing cock into Carolyn's pussy, Joyce, gasping for breath was pumping her finger in and out of her slit and as Odell spasmed, cried out and started pumping cum into Carolyn's twat Joyce gasped. Her cunt contracted, twitched and a tremendous shudder ran over her body as she had a violent orgasm. The three people on the floor collapsed into a mass of tangled bodies as Joyce slid her finger from her twat, running the tip over her quivering little clit, and leaned weakly against the doorjamb. After a moment Joyce stood up and said "So this is what goes on while I am away!. I should have known that you dirty bastards were having a party balling each other." she said. "Well I caught you at it and now you are just going to have to do it again, with me included this time." Joyce said as she began to walk across the room toward us. Joyce was a tall slim woman with long blonde hair that fell to her waist. As she walked toward us she pulled her hair over her shoulders so it fell across her breasts and partially covered them, leaving just the hardened nipples protruding through. Wearing no panties, her blonde pubic bush stood out in the black frame of her garter belt and hose. Her little twat glistened with moisture and desire as she approached Odell. While doing a seductive bump and grind with her hips Joyce approached Odell, who was sitting on the floor, and putting her legs over his shoulders placed her hot little slippery cunt in front of his face. Taking her long blond hair and wrapping it around Odell's head she slowly pulled his mouth to her slit. "Odell, honey" she whispered, "I watched while Carolyn gave my husband a tremendous blow job. Wouldn't you like to repay the favor with my hot little ass?" As she whispered Joyce began to move her hips sliding her pussy over Odell's face, smearing love juice over his lips. Hungrily Odell's tongue darted out tickling Joyce's erect clit and entered her slit, lapping and sucking at her lips. As Odell sucked at Joyce's honey box, his dick, swollen and erect, was throbbing with desire. Placing one arm around Joyce's ass, pulling her cunt even closer to his questing tongue, Odell began to rub and massage his prick with the other. While watching his wife being eaten by Carolyn's husband, Ron slid across the floor and sitting behind Carolyn, pulled her back between his legs. Reaching around her body, Ron began to rub and caress Carolyn's swollen breasts with one hand while gently probing in her cunt with the fingers of the other. As he fondled Carolyn and watched Odell eat Joyce, Ron's cock began hardening and growing, running up Carolyn's back. As it began throbbing with passion, Ron started hunching his hips and sliding his rock hard prong on Carolyn's spine. Pressing back against the red hot poker on her back, Carolyn lifted her hips so Ron could slide his greedy fingers further into her honey box. "Oh God, that feels good" she crooned as she twitched her pussy muscles around Ron's fingers. "Sonofabitch!" Joyce exclaimed thrusting her golden cunt on the stiff tongue that was working in it. Pulling Odell's face even closer to her crotch, she twisted and wiggled her ass to get all the tongue he had. As Joyce was humping his face with her twat, Odell began to run his hand over his stiff prod. Unable to constrain himself he started jacking off as he licked and sucked all the goodies from Joyce's slit, with a huge eruption Odell shot his wad of cum into the air splattering it across Joyce's ass. When Odell shot his wad, his wife Carolyn groaned, turned over on her back and pulled Ron up between her quivering thighs. Raising her legs over Ron's shoulders she reached between her legs, got Ron's rock hard pecker and ran the swollen head through her cunt hair and around her clit. Easing the head of Ron's dick into her hot slippery cunt, Carolyn grabbed his ass and pulled him into her. As Ron's cock slid to the bottom of her hot little box Carolyn groaned "Oh shit, I love that dick. God, I love to fuck. Please give it to me, PLEASE." As Joyce felt Odell's gob of cum splatter her ass, she slowly removed her pussy from his mouth and pushing him onto his back, slid down his body until she could take his still jerking meat into her mouth. As she licked and sucked on his prick it began to grow larger in her mouth, swelling until it reached it's full 10 inches in length. Sliding her lips down the shaft of Odell's dick Joyce licked his swollen balls and gently took them into her mouth, rolling them around with her tongue while running her fingers around the head of his dick. As Odell moaned and twisted his hips, his swollen prick jerking in the air, Joyce raised up and straddling his rock hard member, lowered her burning cunt over it. As he entered Joyce's slit. Odell pulled her down to him and taking a titty in his mouth began to suck and nibble on her stiff nipple while pouring his meat to her cunt. While his wife was getting the meat put to her by Odell, Ron still had Carolyn's ass in the air, with her legs over his shoulders and one of her tits in each hand. As he squeezed her tits, rolling her nipples around, he was slamming his dick into her pussy so hard Carolyn would grunt with passion and slide on the carpet every time he stroked her. "Give me more, give me some more dick!" Carolyn pleaded as she bucked and rolled her ass. "OH FUCK!" Ron shouted as he ran his prick to the bottom of Carolyn's box stiffened, squeezed her tits with both hands and shot a load of cum into Carolyn's cunt from his jerking prick. As Ron shot his wad, with his quivering prick in her pussy, Carolyn with a long groan, began to wildly shake her ass and contract her pussy around his stiff prick. "Oh shit, I'm cuming, I'm cuming!" she exclaimed as she pulled Ron down to her mouth. Running her tongue into Ron's mouth she passionately kissed him as her orgasm roared to a climax. Hearing Carolyn as she was cuming, Joyce worked her twat on Odell's big pole in ever faster circles until with a loud gasp she jerked her burning ass down, burying Odell's dick to the root as her hot slippery cunt contracted, spasmed and began to violently twitch. Deep in the throes of an orgasm Joyce was slowly grinding her hips on Odell's groin when with a loud "AAAHHH SSSHHIT" Odell began to frantically pump his pulsating prick into her slit. With a huge eruption Odell's dick jerked, spouted and shot his load of cum up into Joyce's tight pulsating twat. As her cunt contracted and squeezed the last drop of cum from his dick Joyce dropped onto Odell's chest and rolling to his side took his dick into her mouth and began to suck the cum from it. As Joyce cleaned Odell's prick both Ron and Carolyn moved into place with Ron sliding is head between Joyce's thighs and tonguing her slit sucking up Odell's cum . Carolyn slid her cunt into Odell's face and then took Ron's prick and running her tongue around the shaft and over the head lovingly sucked the juice from it. Raising her head from Odell's dick and temporarily breaking the daisy chain, Joyce said "See, Assholes, it would be much better if you wait for me next time." THE END

xxx story

KIDNAPPED Amanda hurried through the heavily falling snow on the way to her dorm room from the library. She wondered to herself why she had forgotten to wear a warmer coat and shivered against the cold evening air. She muttered, "Michigan in the winter, I must be nuts!!!" Being a blonde blue eyed California girl it was a total surprise to her folks and friends when she chose to attend college 2000 miles from home in what could be described as less than ideal weather. The full ride scholarship to The University of Michigan was just to good to pass up. Being valedictorian of her senior class in high school with an emphasis on math and science made her first class engineering material, and being a female didn't hurt either as all the major schools were looking to place women and minorities in their advanced programs usually reserved for males. Although she didn't look it, underneath that stunningly beautiful exterior beat the heart of a true scientist. Lost in thought and concentrating on keeping her balance on the slippery sidewalk, Amanda failed to notice the three darkly clad figures that were moving from separate directions towards her. The last thing she remembered was bumping into an oncoming man and excusing herself. At that very moment one of her other attackers placed a handkerchief doused in chloroform over her mouth and nose, and she lost all consciousness as her assailants quickly carried her to an awaiting van with rental car plates. As the van moved away from campus Amanda was given an injection that would keep her under for at least the next twelve to fifteen hours. One hour later at Detroit’s airport she was placed aboard a private jet that was soon winging it's way to the middle east. Unfortunately for Amanda, she had become the victim of an international kidnapping ring, and the chances of her escape were next to nothing. Worse yet the chances of anyone even finding out where she was, were even slimmer yet. Sleeping fitfully on her way across the ocean, Amanda was about to embark on an adventure that was to be at the same both horrifying and exciting. As the plane passed into the air space of the small sheikdom of Abdujah, Amanda began to awaken from her drug induced coma. She tried to focus her eyes but could see nothing but darkness. As she tried to rub her eyes, she realized that her hands were tied and that she had on a blindfold of some kind! As she began to struggle a voice soothingly told her to sit still and be quiet as they would be landing very soon. Landing!?! Amanda surmised that she was indeed in deep trouble and wanted to scream but knew that it would be useless to do so. She started to ask a question but was quickly silenced by a stern female voice. She would be told of her situation very soon, but for the time being she was to remain silent. With her mind racing she felt the jet begin it's slow descent. As the wheels touched down she could hear muffled voices from the other side of the cabin. Amanda strained to hear what was being said but couldn't make anything out. The plane now safely on the ground, taxied for about two minutes and then came to a halt. When the door was finally opened, she could feel warm air rush into the cabin. "At least it's warm," she thought as a firm hand helped her to her feet. On very wobbly legs Amanda was led to a waiting limousine and was soon moving at what seemed to be about thirty to forty miles per hour for at least twenty minutes. No one in the car said a word, and when Amanda tried to ask a question the same female voice again silenced her. Just then the limo came to a stop and the driver said something to someone outside of the car. This time Amanda could very clearly her what was being said and she knew immediately that the conversation had been in Arabic!! A wave of real fear swept over her with the realization that no one knew where she was and probably had no way of finding her! The car again moved forward, but only for a few seconds. It stopped, the doors were opened, and Amanda was again being led by a strong hand that prodded her forward. Soon they were inside an air conditioned building and in a swift motion Amanda's blindfold was removed. As she became adjusted to the light she could see that there were three people besides herself in the small white painted room. She was right, the two men obviously had a middle eastern look about them and the woman wore traditional Arab dress. Before Amanda could speak the woman told her that she was the guest of Sheik Al Feziz and he hoped she had had a pleasant trip. " PLEASANT TRIP!?!," Amanda exploded. "Where am I and when can I go home???" "For now that is all you need to know," said the woman. With that being said she motioned for Amanda to follow her out of the small waiting room and down a long hall that had a stunning marble floor. Amanda was just beginning to understand about the power and wealth of Sheik Al Feziz. As she was to soon find out, money and power were not the only things that the sheik had in abundance! At the end of the hall they entered a large and luxurious room that was like a huge bathroom-bedroom with several large spas, showers, and huge beds, bigger than Amanda had ever seen in her life! She also noticed in each corner attached to the ceiling were video cameras adjusted to cover the entire room. It didn't appear that a person could go anywhere and not be under surveillance, and Amanda shivered wondering if she was being watched right now. The woman told Amanda to disrobe completely and to take a shower. Nervously looking at the cameras, she slowly removed all of her things. Pointing to the showers the woman nodded and told Amanda to wash up. The hot water felt soothing as it cascaded over Amanda's body. Her tits were full and firm and stood out from her chest as if defying gravity. A flat stomach gave way to full womanly hips that followed down to a perfect triangle of blond pubic hair. The final picture was completed with a pair of long slim legs that seemed to go on forever. At 5' 9" tall, Amanda was truly a picture of sexual lust. When Amanda turned off the shower she was surprised to see the woman had gone and that she was alone. As she dried off a door opened and three absolutely stunning naked women came into the room.! They were eyeing her body as they approached her and Amanda all of a sudden became very self conscious with the lustful looks she was drawing. The three introduced themselves as American college girls who were taken from the US just like she had been. For the past six months they had been the sex slaves of the Sheik. There were a total of about twenty girls in his harem, mostly from the US and western Europe. For the first few months he would use a new girl for his own pleasure only, but later on he would also allow his relatives and friends use them as they pleased. Amanda was also stunned to find out that they never ever were allowed to wear clothing of any kind and always had to stay completely nude!!! Most importantly, when you were called to Al Feziz’s bed, you went with no questions asked. Because she was new she would be getting a lot of calls for the first few weeks, but before that she had to be initiated into the harem. As all of this was being explained to her, the four of them were moving over to one of the giant beds that dominated the room. Out of the corner of her eye Amanda saw one of the cameras turning directly towards them. She was about to say something when she felt tongues licking all over her ripe young body. Amanda had never been with a woman before but was powerless to stop the three girls from devouring her. Quickly her pussy began to throb as her boobs were being relentlessly sucked on by a large chested brunette. The redhead situated herself so that she had a perfect angle in which to suck Amanda’s burning clit. My god she was on fire with lust!!! Just then a big nipple was shoved into her mouth and she sucked on it greedily. Her orgasm began to sweep through her body like a tidal wave and she came over and over again as the hungry little redhead ate her like she had never been eaten before! Even though she had slept on the plane Amanda found herself totally exhausted. As she slipped away her thoughts were not of fear, but more of resignation. The large nipple still in her mouth, she gave a contented sigh and went to sleep. For the next several days Amanda did three things: eat, sleep, and have sex with her harem mates. Although she was always highly sexed, Amanda couldn't believe how insatiable she had become. Later she found out that aphrodisiacs were added to the girl's drinks, keeping them all in a constant state of excitement. She also found out that the Sheik liked to watch the girls at play and had many video tapes of their exploits. On the fourth day after her arrival at the compound, two older women came into the harem and took Amanda to a special preparation room. She was told that tonight she would be dining with the Sheik. The two ladies bathed and oiled Amanda and prepared her first visit with her captor. Nervous as if she were on her first date, Amanda waited at the dining table for Al Feziz to arrive. When he entered the room she was immediately struck with his overpowering presence. As he sat down to eat he told her that he had been looking forward to this their first meeting. Sitting naked in front of this strange man should have been embarrassing for her, but instead Amanda felt the now too familiar craving within her pussy. She wanted him in the worst way and would be happy to do anything he asked of her. After they had dined, during which they had made pleasant smalltalk, Al Feziz stood up and led Amanda to a large bed over in the corner of the huge dining room. He towered over her as he began removing his clothes. For a man of fifty he was in very good shape with not an ounce of fat on his dark skinned body. As he dropped his pants Amanda gave an audible gasp!!! She had never in her life seen such a magnificent cock!!! Fully erect it was at least ten inches long and as thick as her wrist!!! Although she was aching to suck on this monster prick she silently waited until to Sheik made the first move. He gently pushed her to the floor and guided his manhood towards her waiting mouth. As her tongue caressed the satiny smooth head, she began to feel the first hint of an orgasm cascading through her hot cunt. She inhaled as much of the big dick as she could and felt the Sheik's balls begin to tighten as he gushed a hot stream of cum down her eager throat. Her own orgasm reached it's own peak as the first blast of cum shot into her mouth. Al Feziz sank slowly onto the bed as Amanda gently continued to suck on his still hard pecker. He softly patted her hair and told her how much he loved blondes. As they both regained their strength desire again rose in both of them. Amanda lay back on the bed with her legs spread wide begging to be fucked by that monster that hung between the Sheiks legs. Slowly rubbing his dick head up and down her wet slit, Amanda couldn't wait any longer and reached down to try and pull it inside by herself. Al Feziz laughed and then plunged deep into her waiting pussy. Amanda had a huge orgasm on the first stroke as her cunt had never been assaulted by such a huge organ! Like a piston the big dick rammed in and out of her cunt until the Sheik shuddered in the throes of a titanic climax. All Amanda could do was to hold on for dear life and enjoy being ridden like she had never been ridden before. In about a half hour the Sheik pushed a button on the night stand and three more naked girls came out of nowhere and entered the room. Before she knew what had happened, Amanda was caught up in an orgy she could not have believed possible! She thought for a moment about her lifeback in the States, but only for a moment. This was her home now. This was her new family. Another orgasm overtook her and her thoughts of home melted away forever.

Birthday Girl

Birthday Girl At two in the morning the streets were nearly deserted. A lone car raced across an overpass. Street lights and passing signs glinted off it's flawless, shiny exterior. The car negotiated the wet snowy streets with the reckless abandonment of somebody in a hurry. Piles of dirty snow bordered the streets, choking the sidewalks after the recent storm. Few people were out and then only those with urgent business. But unlike most cars on the street, this one contained two beautiful women dressed in lavish evening gowns. "So what kind of party is it?" Kate asked as she watched the passing snow apprehensively. "You'll see. I told you it's a surprise. Have you ever known me to tell secrets?" Ellen asked. They roared through a deep puddle and Ellen pulled her BMW up next to the curb. "No, you asshole," Kate said with a hurt expression. She glanced out her window and ducked down to see the top of the towering building. She couldn't see it, it disappeared into the dark sky, but she could see the sign far above. "Shit," Ellen this is a hotel. "Yes it is, but we aren't going to the hotel, silly, we're going to the private banquet room. Since you won't talk to your real sister, I felt it my job as your adopted sister to make sure you have a little fun. We are special guests tonight." "Who's?" "Give me a break, Kate, just wait a minute and you'll find out." "Ellen, you know I hate walking into a cold room. If you embarrass me, I swear I'll key your beamer." "You touch my car and you die, sister," Ellen gave her a dark look then smiled. "Relax, you're going to love this. It may be the most memorable night of your life." "The most memorable night of my life is the night my real sister climbed into my bed thinking Tom was there, and started kissing her way down to my crotch. She had a hell of a surprise when she found out I had no dick. The next day I had no Tom either." "Well I still talk to and like Tom," Ellen said as the valet opened the door for her and accepted the keys. "He still swears that he loves you and had no idea that your sister planned that midnight thing." "And I still don't believe him," Kate said stubbornly. She wrapped her coat tightly around her and carefully stepped out on the icy sidewalk. She tried to avoid the slushy puddles as she made her way to the awning. The uniformed doorman waited until they neared to open the door. "Which way to the blue banquet room?" Ellen asked as he held the door. "Straight ahead and left at the end of the hall, past the elevators. Is Mister H...." "Yes, he's expecting us," Ellen said quickly to stop his flow of words. "I'm Ellen Scroder, this is Kate Hall." "I see," the doorman's eyes widened slightly. "Go on in," he bowed them through the door. "What the hell was that all about?" Kate asked, glancing at the doorman over her shoulder. "Our benefactor is a very important person," Ellen said with a wave of her hand. "But it looked like..." "Shhhh, we're there," Ellen said and put her hand on the door. "Now don't embarrass me. Go along with everything I do. Promise?" "Ellen, what???" "Promise!" Ellen insisted. "Yeah, all right, I promise." "You'd better mean it, because if you embarrass me our friendship ends tonight." "Boy, you are serious, aren't you?" "Very. That's why your promise is so important to me. Like I said, this is a very important person and I don't want to blow it. Ok?" Ellen gave an apologetic smile. "You know I always go along with everything you want. Lead on." "Ok," Ellen said looking herself over. "I look incredible, you look absolutely delicious, and we own this room. So let's go," she opened the door and Kate went in ahead of her. Kate immediately felt like she was the poorest woman in the room. As dozens of people turned to look at them, the sparkle of diamonds, pearls, and gold, nearly blinded them. There were white dresses and black suits for as far as she could see. She breathed in sharply, but Ellen took her hand and pulled her forward. There were two open seats at the closest end of the long table. The placecards had their names on them. As they sat down the crowd began to mumble. Kate heard the door being locked. She looked behind her as she smoothed down her dress, but there was nobody there. It had been locked from the outside. She shivered and looked down the long table at the two rows of faces. Most everyone there smiled and nodded politely. She began to feel a little better. As she looked over the crowd, she confirmed that most were either very rich, or very important. But even more odd was the fact that they were all young to middle aged. There was not one old face in the crowd. "Ellen this is really strange," Kate whispered. "Shhh, the host has arrived," Ellen hushed her. Kate looked up and craned her neck to see over the dozens of heads. She saw a tall man in a black tux, a top hat, and a black, lacey mask. "What the hell is that?" Kate whispered and giggled. "That is your benefactor," Ellen smiled. "He's a little eccentric, I guess." "Yeah, just a little," Kate giggled again. She looked up and saw the piercing blue eyes staring directly at her. She froze and the smile dropped from her face. The eyes quickly went over the rest of the crowd, then the man sat at the head of the table. A fat clownish man walked out on the stage behind the masked man and a spotlight came on. "Ladies and gentlemen, in honor of our very special guest on her birthday, we have a banquet, a floor show, and some other amusing entertainment. Anyone desiring to leave, is encouraged to do so now. Your continued presence will be your consensual agreement to partake in these festivities. Last call. Anyone? Good, then let's get on with the show. Our floor show tonight will be performed by Mickey and Lin. Mickey is a professional dancer at the club here in the Regent, Lin is an exotic dancer at Quinns. Both are seasoned professionals, extremely well-endowed and beautiful young women. So let's give them a hand," he began clapping. Two sweet young girls, one blonde and one oriental stepped out on the stage wearing almost nothing. "Shit, Ellen, what have you gotten me into?" Kate whispered harshly. "The time of your life, girl. Sit back and enjoy it," Ellen laughed. "I'm not sitting here and... Oh God, they're kissing," Kate said and turned her face away. Mickey and Lin were in a full embrace, kissing passionately as their hands roamed freely over each other's body. Suddenly Mickey slid down and began licking and kissing Lin's perfect little breasts. Ellen felt a stab of fire shoot between her legs. "Kate, you said you wouldn't embarrass me," Ellen whispered harshly. "Well I didn't expect this shit, did I?" "Do you know what date today is?" "November 29th." "Is that significant to you?" Ellen asked teasingly. "You found out, didn't you?" "You are the birthday girl, sister. This party if for you." "Tom told you didn't he?" "Yeah," Ellen said and turned to watch the two girls on the stage. They were now lying on a wrestling pad. Lin was kissing Mickey's tits. Mickey was withering and twisting like a snake on the pad. Lin quickly slid back and forth to follow her. Lin's small hand was now massaging Mickey's blonde bush. As she changed tits, Lin licked the juice off her hand before she pressed the heel of her hand into Mickey's pussy and rubbed hard. Mickey arched her back and cried out. "Oh, this is disgusting," Kate said, hiding her face behind CLICK HERE FOR LESBIAN SEX PICTURES! her hand, but glancing at the stage occasionally. "Hey, here comes the booze. You'll feel better after a martini." "I'll feel better after three," Kate said, still glancing covertly at the stage. The lights at the table suddenly went down. Kate could barely see the waiter as he approached. "Two," Kate held up two fingers. The waiter nodded and sat two full glasses by her plate. Kate grabbed one and downed it in a few large gulps. As the alcohol began burning her stomach and spreading throughout her body, she did feel a little better. After the soup course, as the meat and potatoes were being CLICK HERE FOR LESBIAN PORN VIDEOS! dished out, the girls on stage were down to some serious eating of their own. With the lights down so nobody could see her, and two martinis in her stomach, Kate didn't need to pretend not to watch. She actually enjoyed the show after fifteen minutes and began to feel some serious wetness between her legs. She reached for a fork and gasped when her wrist came into contact with her hard nipple trying to poke it's way through the thin white material of her dress. Ellen, feeling her gasp had something to do with the show, leaned closer and whispered. "It's very erotic, isn't it?" "Oh yeah, very," Kate said expressively. She brushed her hardened nipples again and shuddered at the brief contact. "You've never tried that have you?" Ellen asked in a whisper. "No, not really. Have you?" "A few times. I guess you could say I was molested the first few times, but I've experimented a little since then." "You never said anything?" Kate said uncomfortably. "No reason too, you were never interested." The girls on stage suddenly changed positions and went into a 69 position. Kate watched closely, shuddering with passion. As she watched she decided that she would rather be the girl on top, they had it easy. The girl on the bottom would get a sore neck real fast. "I wouldn't mind jumping between the two of them," Ellen said lightly. "They might mind, it doesn't look like there's room for three people... hey, here comes some more girls," Kate pointed. She suddenly realized that she had spoken loudly. Several people giggled in the darkness. "Shhh, you're drunk," Ellen said with a giggle. "Yeah, kind of. I feel great, I think... I know this is the strangest thing I've ever done." "It'll get stranger real fast," Ellen pointed to the four girls approaching the head of the table. Their benefactor lifted the table cloth and all four girls ducked down and slid under the table, one at a time. "What are they doing?" Kate asked, craning her neck to look under the table. Ellen grabbed her and pulled her back up. "Ok, here comes the really strange part. Now listen carefully. Are you listening?" Ellen asked. "Yeah," Kate said, bending closer so she could see Ellen in the darkness. Their faces were nearly touching. "Those four girls are there to give people oral sex." "People? You mean the men?" "Nope, people, men and women." "No way!" "Shhhh. It's all right. Here are the rules. See how everybody is putting a napkin in their laps?" "Yeah." "They aren't. You have two choices. One, you drop the napkin on the floor in front of your chair. That means you want them to pass you by. Ok? The second choice is to lay the napkin over your right leg. Can you figure out what that means?" "That they don't pass me by?" "Bingo. Nobody will know which you chose, only you will know that. As the rest of the dinner is served, just pretend you are only here to eat dinner. Don't show that you are being serviced. Have you got all that?" "Sure. Which will you chose?" "What do you think?" "You won't drop a napkin," Kate said, nodding her head. "Right again. Your choice is your business. But remember, whichever you chose nobody will know. So if you ever considered trying this out, now is the time. Have you decided?" "Yeah, I think so." "Then put the napkin where you want it." Kate held her hand under the table and dropped the napkin on the floor. Ellen watched from the corner of her eye and shook her head in disgust as she laid her own napkin over her right leg. "Shit, I forgot, I'm wearing pantyhose," Ellen said in embarrassment. "So?" "We weren't supposed to wear them to this party. Are you wearing any?" "No," Kate said, a little annoyed. Ellen knew she never wore them, even in the winter. "It's dark enough I'm going to try and slip out of them here. If anybody looks, let me know." "Who can see? It's black as night in here, except for the stage." "That's to keep anyone from being embarrassed," Ellen said as she hiked her dress up and pulled down her stockings. She banged the table once, generating a few giggles from people who mistakenly believed the girls under the table were bumping into things. Ellen finally pulled the stockings over her knees and off her feet. "Shit, I dropped my napkin," Ellen said. "You want me to get it for you?" Kate asked, looking under the table. "Naw, I'll get it. You just watch the show." Kate nodded and turned her eyes to the stage. "Here, finish that for me and order another one when the waiter comes," Ellen handed her nearly-full glass to Kate and slipped under the table. Kate sipped and watched girls really getting into their act. They had switched positions. Apparently the girl on the bottom had gotten a sore neck. Kate massaged her own neck while she watched, then downed the last of Ellen's drink. She looked around for a waiter, but none were in sight. "Move your foot over," Ellen said from under the table, pushing Kate's right leg aside. Kate opened her legs and tried to look under the table, but it was too dark of course. She suddenly felt a warm pair of lips under her dress, kissing her inner thigh. She gasped and reached under the table to push the face away, but Ellen slapped her hand away and forced her face in closer. "Ellen get out of there," Kate hissed. "Nope, I'm going to eat your pussy," she said happily in a loud whisper. "I've dreamed of this for so long, and nothing's going to stop me." "Oh no your not. Get out from under the table... oooohhhh," Kate suddenly gasped as she felt a full kiss against the crotch of her white cotton panties. She had gone without sex for some time and now, after watching the show, she was on fire. She could feel the heat and moisture from Ellen's mouth. It generated a small explosion in her crotch that shot into her tits and ass in seconds. She hissed to keep from crying out loud. Her wild glance finally focused on the show on stage. Lin was eating Mickey while Mickey bent over backwards, supporting herself with her hands and feet, the top of her head resting on the floor. Lin was propped up, eating Mickey's delicious pussy savagely. Ellen kissed the crease next to her pussy and inner thigh, then lifted the crotch of her panties and pushed them aside. Before Kate could even think to object, Ellen's tongue plunged up inside her. Kate grabbed the table and sighed loudly. She leaned back against the chair and grabbed the edge of the table in both hands. Ellen's mouth began to work on her crotch, sucking and licking her warm, fragrant sex. When Ellen stopped and grabbed Kate's panties, Kate quickly lifted up off the chair so Ellen could pull them off her hot, sweet ass. Kate threw her legs wide when she felt Ellen's warm cheeks pressed against her inner thighs. She groaned audibly when Ellen's tongue began licking her hot sex insistently. The liquid sounds of the tongue in her pussy were clear even to the people around her. Kate didn't care, she just wanted to enjoy the sensation of being eaten by her very best and sexiest friend in the world. The magic of the night might wear off, so she intended to enjoy the evening to the fullest in case it never happened again. "Ellen, I love you so much," Kate whispered harshly as Ellen's lips worked between her legs. Ellen paused and pulled her lips away from Kate's pussy. "I love you too, sweetheart, and I'm proving it," she whispered as her face plunged back into Kate's crotch. Kate gasped and massaged her tits, sliding down the chair until her crotch was hanging over the front edge. She instinctively knew this would help Ellen. She wished she could see Ellen's sweet face and warm lips feasting on her pussy. Ellen was such a beauty and would be even with Kate's abundant juices wetting her face. Ellen sucked hard, slurping out the juices that were lubricating her and the chair. She was afraid that Kate's thousand dollar dress would be ruined. It was a good thing that she had reserved a room ahead of time, they could wash out their things before going home. She should have know there would be a lot of juice since Kate rarely dated. She had been storing it up for almost a year. Ellen didn't mind, the nectar of Kate's pussy was a delicious feast. She pressed her tongue between the raw wet lips of Kate's pussy and began licking rapidly like a dog. Kate bounced on the chair and made and embarrassingly loud panting sound. Ellen considered telling her to be more quiet, then decided not to ruin her good time. Ellen found the little nubbin between the tiny envelope and rubbed it with the tip of her tongue. Kate jolted on the chair and wrapped her legs tightly around Ellen's head. It was hard to breath, but Ellen managed to lift her nose enough to breath, while continuing to pelt the little stiff member with her tongue. As she felt Kate about to come, she switched and slid her tongue in and out of Kate's hot, wet, hole. Kate's groan of pleasure was so loud it echoed off the walls. But there were so many people moaning and groaning that it went nearly unheard. "Ellen, I'm going to come in your mouth," Kate panted, feeling it appropriate to warn Ellen for some reason. "Do it sweetie, I can't wait," Ellen mumbled around the folds of wet pussy flesh. Ellen sucked and tongued the entire pussy equally until Kate began panting louder and louder. When Ellen felt it was the appropriate time she stopped licking and simply held her mouth over Kate's entire bucking pussy, waiting for Kate's sensitive loins to still. With a constant sucking pressure on Kate's pussy, Ellen waited until Kate lay spent and panting. Ellen touched Kate's clit experimentally with her tongue before backing away and was rewarded by a high pitched squeal. Kate almost ripped her head off as she threw her legs together, then slowly relaxed. With a smile, Ellen slid out from under Kate's dress and looked around. The light from the other end of the table, centered on the stage, allowed her to see the girls working their way toward Ellen and Kate's end of the table. Ellen couldn't wait, her pussy was about to explode. Ellen started to crawl out from under the table, then with an impish grin she picked up Kate's napkin and placed it on her right leg carefully, so Kate wasn't aware of it. Then, grabbing her own napkin, she slid out from under the table and sat in her own cold chair. Kate immediately leaned forward and gave her a passionate kiss, then drew back for a second, licked her lips tasting her own juice, then leaned forward again and kissed Kate once more. "I take it that you liked it?" Ellen said breathlessly. "When we get out of here I'll show you how much I liked it," CLICK HERE FOR LESBIAN PORN VIDEOS! Kate vowed. "I forgot to tell you, I got us a room so we can clean up before anyone sees us," Ellen said carefully. "What?" "Don't you suppose your dress is wet right now?" Ellen asked. "Oh, yeah," Kate said as she moved around on the chair. "After the party the guest of honor wants to meet you. I suggested that he come up to our room while we are cleaning up," Ellen said again, looking for a reaction. "Ellen I'm not sure... Hey, oh no, I..." her words were cut off by a heartfelt groan as the woman under the table began kissing her way up her inner thigh. Just as Kate was about to grab the first person on her left and mash their face between her legs to stop her agony, she sighed as a cold pair of hands finally touched her own knees. Ellen chattered nervously as they took turns in the hotel bathroom. They found that the mess was easily cleaned up. They hung their dresses in front of the heater and had them dry in no time. "I'm going to get a soda," Ellen said nervously as she glanced at her watch. "You want anything?" "Anything diet," Kate said absently. Her dress was not quite dry yet. "Ok, I'll be right back," Ellen said and opened the door. She met the man in the tux and mask, just outside of the room. "Good luck," she whispered. The man leaned forward and gave her a quick kiss of gratitude, then hurried inside and locked the door. Kate heard the footsteps behind her. "Are you still... YOU! she said breathlessly. How did you... Oh that Ellen," Kate said in real anger. She hated how Ellen was constantly setting her up with men. Losers! The man in the mask sat on the bed in a composed manner, first looking around the room, then watching Ellen. "I see you still don't like to wear stockings?" the man finally said. Kate spun around and stalked up to the man, ripping the mask off. "TOM!" "Hi Kate, how have you been?" "Fine since our divorce, but obviously not as well as you've been doing. You've come up in the world." "I'm doing alright financially. My love life's shot to hell. I thought I'd take this opportunity to ask you to marry me again." "I... why?" "Because I love you and I've never been able to love anyone else. I hear you have the same problem." "That Ellen, she's such a..." "Your very best friend in the world," Tom said. "I envy her. So how about it?" Kate thought for a very long time, inclined to say no but her heart wanted to say yes. "I'll tell you what, let's have sex first then we can discuss it," Kate said, dropping her dress on the other bed.

The Women's Club

The Freeland Herald "Wanted, ten women of exceptional beauty who want to become rich overnight. Must meet the following exacting standards. No exceptions will be made. 1. They must be an average housewife. 2. They must test disease and drug free. 3. They must be between the ages of 18 and 30 with a perfect, unflawed body. Each candidate will be paid 10,000 dollars for one night. She must be willing to have bisexual sex with no questions asked. Entries must be mailed to PO Box 171 not later than June 5th. **** Heidi had found the newspaper laying open and read the add twice, wondering if it were serious or some kind of scam. She needed the money so badly. Her husband was a worthless bum and was destined to stay that way for the foreseeable future. He fixed cars when he wanted money and faked illness when he felt lazy. He was ill most of the time, and so was Heidi, sick of looking at his vacant stare and unshaven face. How could the class president become the town clown in just three short years? 10,000 dollars could take her a long way and pay for a divorce. But how could it be a serious offer? Hundreds of women would jump at the add, she was just a better than average looking woman with a nice body. But that's exactly what they wanted. Was it real? She seemed to remember that white slavery rings operated like that, or was it her imagination? How could she know? Maybe it was some kind of sting set up by the police. That decided her, she tossed the paper into the trash and gathered the dishes for washing. While she washed she stared out the window into the trailer park. She heard an obnoxious screech and looked up to see a huge waddling blonde screaming for her kids to get out of the mud. Once they climbed out of the mud hole in the road she ignored them while the mud hardened and turned them white again. "This is no way to live," Heidi said in disgust. She threw the rag against the wall and rinsed the soap from her hands before she fished the paper out of the trash. Knocking off the potato peelings, she took out an envelope and scribbled the address on the front. She would need a picture, naked of course, and a short note later. For now it was enough. Stan might see it and wonder, but fuck Stan! Heidi was not going to become trailer trash, fat and blonde, chasing her own moronic kids out of the mud. She wanted a future, if it wasn't too late. She was getting close to the deadline. "Lord, get me out of this place," she whispered, not for the first time. "Ladies, ladies, take your seats," an efficient lawyer type woman said from the head of a crowded room. There were at least a hundred candidates in the room, all hoping to be one of the lucky ten. "Who are Melissa Short, Suzi Duncan, and Patricia Lang?" the woman said, staring around the room. "Come on, raise your hands," she said in a commanding voice. Three hands were slowly raised. "You three tested positive for aids. Get the fuck out of my sight. We should prosecute you for attempted murder. Go on, get out!" the woman screamed. The three women left quickly. "Ok, sorry about the interruption," the woman said with a stiff smile. "I want each of you to strip down to your underwear so we can check for tracks," the woman said, looking around the room. Several shook their heads, either from fear of tracks being found, or shyness. Either would make them unsuitable. The woman pointed at the door. The remaining women stood in their underwear. Several women wore no bras, and one wore no panties. They stood uncomfortably, waiting. The woman walked slowly around and disqualified women for stretch marks, bruises, multiple piercing, tattoos and other things. Some she just disqualified for no apparent reason. If a woman was disqualified and did not move fast enough, two large men escorted them out, allowing them to dress in the hallway outside. It was a private building, so this was no great hardship. When the woman finished, 35 women, including Heidi, were left standing. Heidi was beginning to feel like she was in a Miss America pageant with an exceptionally cruel judge. "You women can get dressed. Lunch has been set up in the next room, you can eat while we await the results of the lab tests. Go ahead, it won't be long," the woman said with something resembling a real smile. This sucks, a woman near Heidi said and walked out the door. Nobody tried to detain her. This helped to allay some of Heidi's fears. She followed the rest into the next room and found catered sandwiches, drinks, and a salad bar. As they ate the woman came into the room and sent three out who failed the drug test. Within the hour six more were disqualified for diseases of some sort, possibly as insignificant as a cold. "Ok, the final test. Who in here would refuse to make love to another woman," the woman asked, looking around the room. "A show of hands," she said, waiting. Over a dozen hands went up. "Out," she said simply and waited. She looked around at the 11 women left. Her eyes rested briefly on each woman including Heidi, then moved on down the line. "You," the woman pointed at the next to last woman in line. "Out," she said. "But why?" the girl said. She was rushed out before the woman could answer. "Ok, you ten are the final candidates. If any of you don't show here at 10:00 o'clock on the night of the 20th, her money will be divided between the rest of you. Understood? Good. Leave your name and addresses and any special circumstances at the door. By special circumstances I mean "don't talk to my husband, mother, or sister," that type of thing. Ok, good luck," the woman said and walked out. Fully dressed and waiting, Heidi watched the late show while Stan slept in the bedroom in a drunken stupor. She had bought his apricot flavored brandy, rum, and orange juice, the ingredients he used to make his "special" drink. Within an hour of arriving home, he was drunk. The clock ticked by slowly. It was funny how time stood still when something important was about to happen. Somebody should make a study of that, Heidi thought as she tried to watch TV again. Finally she gave up, grabbed the keys and went to her favorite restaurant to pass the last hour. It was closer to the building anyway. It would also preclude Stan from waking up and making a scene when she tried to leave, not that he could have stopped her. "Step this way," the woman's voice came from the head of the hallway. "Come on, girls, line up," she shouted. In a moment everyone was lined up, leaning against the right wall. "I want you to come in one at a time so you can be processed," the woman said in a loud voice. "The festivities will start in 30 minutes, so you don't have a lot of time. You," she pointed at the first girl, "Inside." When it was Heidi's turn she was led inside by a large man. She was led to the sixth door and taken inside. He said nothing as he led her to a little alcove, helped her undress, then pressed her back against the wall. She soon found her wrists restrained by padded metal cuffs. Her ankles were next and she became a prisoner. As the wall she was standing against tilted out, she found that her feet were standing on tiny metal platforms and there was a large opening between her legs. The wall had turned into some kind of table and her legs were restrained and open. Her naked pussy was vulnerable, open for all to see. Anybody could enter the room and walk right up between her legs. And this was exactly what happened. Before he left the man tied a blindfold around Heidi's eyes, completing the helpless feeling and escalating it into fear. Breathing hard, blind and helpless, Heidi listened to the man's footsteps retreating. The door closed and she was alone. She shivered under the air conditioning vent. It was quite a while before she heard footsteps outside, passing her door. Finally, one set stopped at her door and the door opened. A pair of high heeled shoes clicked their way to her table. Listening in stark terror Heidi finally made out the sounds of the woman undressing. She could tell exactly what was taking place just by the sounds of snaps, cloth, and buttons. In a moment a warm hand touched her leg. Heidi stiffened and gasped. "Relax, you are here to have fun. Don't be afraid," the woman said with the most wonderful English accent imaginable. "Who... Who are you?" Heidi stammered. "None of your damned business. All you have to know is that I was the highest bidder and now I'm your lover. Now relax and no more questions," the woman said as she ran her hand over Heidi's soft leg. She leaned down and kissed Heidi inside her knee. Heidi felt shivers run up her leg to her pussy. She gasped and bent her knee slightly. It was as far as she could bend it with the ankle cuff restraining her. The woman watched Heidi's athletic leg bend, and admired the meaty firmness of her small ass. Heidi was beautiful, worth the 15,000 dollars she had paid for her. It would be a great night. Eight complete hours of bliss with her very own sex slave. "I want you to eat me," the woman said, climbing up on the oddly shaped table. Before Heidi could object she felt the soft, sweet meat of the woman's pussy against her lips. It tasted fresh and hot in her lips and smelled like lilacs. She extended her tongue and licked the woman. It was the first time in her life she had ever done such a thing, but she knew what she liked to feel, so she tried to show that in the woman. "You're a virgin," the woman said in delighted wonder. "I've never tried a woman before," Heidi admitted. "How wonderful. Just keep doing what you were doing," the woman said in excitement. "I love first timers." Heidi loved that accent. She joyously began lapping in the woman's softly scented mound, aware that she had just used a douche. She even knew what kind, she used the same one herself after each period and during special occasions. Now she also knew how it tasted. Stan, that lucky asshole, never knew how good he had it. Now he never would. "Come on, sweetie, you're daydreaming," the woman said, rubbing her pussy against Heidi's mouth. Heidi had stopped licking. She resumed with a great deal of enthusiasm. She noticed that from the position where the woman sat on her face, a lot of juice was draining from her pussy into Heidi's mouth. She liked it. She even puckered her lips, placed them against the woman's vulva and sucked. The woman went wild. Heidi slid her tongue up inside the woman and began to slowly tongue fuck her. The woman rocked and moved her pussy to meet Heidi's tongue, sliding forward and back as if she were riding a man, not Heidi's tongue. Heidi liked it. The woman grabbed her tits and leaned down to suck a nipple. She kept her eyes on Heidi as she sucked and moaned, mashing her tits in her slender hands. "Eat me good, I'm eating you next," the woman whispered in a sexy voice. Heidi nodded enthusiastically while her sucking lips guided her tongue inside the woman's open pussy lips. She lashed the clit and had the satisfaction of hearing the woman squeal in delight. With puckered lips placed over the entire pussy, she sucked while her tongue ravaged the stiff little clit. The swollen bud was so sensitive that the woman groaned, humping her sex against Heidi's mouth and she suddenly found herself coming. With hissing gasps of pleasure she rode Heidi's face while her loins exploded. With her face twisting in pleasure, the woman reached back and twisted on of Heidi's tits in her slender hand. Heidi gasped at the pain, then felt the hand move down to the side of her head. It was strange being blind, but knowing exactly what was taking place from the sound of the woman's voice and the feel of her weight on Heidi's chest. Heidi knew exactly when to release the juicy mound and let the woman rest on her face in peace, before she shakily climbed of. "Oh, that was wonderful," the woman said joyously. "Good," Heidi smiled in the direction of the woman's voice. Heidi heard a motor whir and she suddenly found herself moving to a sitting position. Her legs didn't move, but her torso bent until she reached a sitting position. "There, is that better?" the voice asked near her ear. "Oh yeah, much better. I felt like my back was breaking on that hard ta..." Heidi's voice was cut off by a warm pair of lips on her mouth. She shared a warm, passionate French kiss for several minutes. The woman's hands were on Heidi's small shapely tits now, starting a fire in Heidi's chest. It wasn't long until she was panting and craving release. The woman seemed to sense this and went from the side of the table to the middle, at the missing piece between Heidi's legs. Heidi heard a chair being pulled up and there were suddenly two warm hands resting on her buttery smooth thighs. Without warning the hot little mouth glued itself to her pussy and began eating. Heidi groaned and moved around. Her pussy was completely on fire, dripping juice and breathing fire, or so it seemed. The woman's lips felt absolutely fantastic. The liquid sound of her tongue parting Heidi's pussy lips was wonderful, and the smell of Heidi's sex was strong in the room. Heidi could smell nothing but pussy and she enjoyed it immensely. "You are delicious," the woman said, in apparent surprise. "Thank's," Heidi gasped. She constantly thrust her pussy forward to meet the woman's talented mouth. The woman was good, real good. If there was any such thing as a professional pussy eater, this woman was it. "Oh God, I'm going to cum," Heidi squealed. "Do it, baby, do it," the woman mumbled, then resumed eating. Heidi felt the fire building, higher and higher. She needed release soon, she just couldn't stand it any more. This was the best sex she'd had in years. It was still building, she screamed as each spasm seemed to tear her loins apart. Suddenly she exploded. With a loud drawn out squeal she screamed and arched her back against the table. Grunting like an animal, she humped her pussy against the unknown woman's mouth. The woman took the punishment while maintaining contact. She stayed right between Heidi's legs, licking and sucking for as long as Heidi needed her. All too soon, Heidi relaxed and melted against the table. She lay panting for several minutes before she heard the woman giggle and start leaving the room. "Hey, can you let me lose now," Heidi asked, looking around blindly. "The attendant will be in soon to let you eat and wash up before your next client. Be patient, dear." "The next one? How many more will there be?" "Nine more, of course. Don't worry, the night will pass quickly. By breakfast you will be ready to go home." Heidi cried out in protest, but the woman walked away laughing.

The Sex Machine

The Sex Machine My eyes sprang open, I groaned and looked at the clock. It was three in the morning and there was Larry standing next to our bed. I was annoyed, we had not been having a very good relationship lately, and like all wives I suspected another woman. Larry liked money and believed he had married it when he married me. He was wrong, he should have married my father. My father hated his guts and cut me off. My marriage went downhill after that day. Like I said, Larry liked money. Now he looked so anxious that it was almost comical, the way he pinched his legs together like he needed to take a piss. Larry wanted me to see his latest invention and would not take no for an answer. Larry had his moments, I had to admit. As it turned out this was a turning point, this day was the beginning and the end, as you will see in a minute. Larry was basically a lazy asshole, but he was also a mechanical genius in his own way. He could find more ways to fix things, or more ways to use things, than anybody I ever knew. Larry could take an ordinary electrical sander and use it to mix paint, scramble an egg while it was still in the shell, separate oil from water, and give me a good orgasm. Unfortunately, Larry could not use an electric sander to sand. This led to a lot of disappointment and unemployment. It also led to me trying to figure out how to feed us, with no money. Who am I? I'm Colleen, his wife. The grocery problem is why there is a story to tell. Larry came up with a new invention, and as usual he wanted to test it on me first. He dreamed of selling his invention for millions. He dreamed that way a lot, but he is about 999,999,99 dollars short. Don't mind me, I'm pissed because half the things that make life worth living, are gone, or so it seems. I haven't seen my vibrator or hair dryer in over a week. Ok, on with the story. "Colleen, you've got to try this," Larry insisted, full of enthusiasm and disregarding the fact that the clock said 3:00 o'clock in the morning. "Whatever it is, it can wait," I complained and rolled back over. I rolled over so he was facing my back. I knew he wouldn't go away, he never did. I was hoping my firm, softly scented ass would distract him. He always liked the little blue teddy I was wearing. I would have woken up for sex, hell what women wouldn't? It worked somewhat, he sat on the bed beside me and ran his hand over my bare leg, then massaged my firm ass for a moment. "Colleen, please," he pleaded. I had almost fallen asleep again, his pleading voice annoyed the shit out of me. "What, Larry, what is so fucking important that I have to get up at 3 in the morning to see it?" I yelled, mad enough to start hitting him with any heavy, handy object I could lay my hands on. "I... I can't tell you, you have to experience it for yourself. I promise it's the most fantastic thing you have ever seen. "Shit, it better be or you'll be talking to my lawyer. I've had enough of this early morning shit to last a lifetime." "I do my best work at night," he whined. "And we starve because of it," I growled as I threw on my bath robe. "Come on," he pulled my hand and I was jerked along behind him. In a moment I was startled by the cold of outside, sneaking up under my knee length bathrobe. "What the hell, Larry?" "It's in the garage." "You could have warned me. I could have dressed warmer." "It doesn't matter, everything has to come off anyway," he said, still tugging on my hand. Before I could object I found myself in the garage. The car had long since refused to fit in the crowded garage, but there had been an open area in the middle of all the junk, where more junk could be put. Now even that was full. The garage was packed with stuff from wall to wall. The center of the floor was now filled with a metal corrugated coffin, of some sort. "Oh, you've invented a coffin," I said sarcastically. "Huh? No, it's something better, you'll see," Larry said as he tried to strip me. He flipped a switch on the side of the coffin. I heard a familiar sound and shook off his hands as he tried to strip me. I followed the source of the sound until I found my hair dryer mounted on the bottom of the coffin. There were also several motors, tubes, wires, and a sander under there. "Larry, you fucking asshole. You know I've been looking for that hair dryer for over a week. Why didn't you tell me you had it?" "I wanted to surprise you," he said lamely as he undid the tie on my teddy and pulled it open. My firm ample breasts felt the cooler air and the nipples hardened immediately. Larry either didn't see, or didn't care. In a moment I stood totally naked and completely furious. I was making divorce plans in my head as I stood there naked and shivering in our garage. Larry yanked open the coffin... ok it was probably a missile storage box, he picked up stuff like that at the government auctions, but it looked like a coffin. Anyway, Larry yanked open the lid of the coffin and I found the top and bottom lined with the heavy rubber used to line ponds. The outline inside was the shape of a human body, it was a woman's body, but I had not been the model. I reminded myself to ask him who the model had been, once I got over the shock of the moment. I moved closer to the coffin, curious despite myself. I almost jerked away and ran, but I was intrigued by what I saw inside. It looked like I had found my butt plug vibrator. The top of the lid had a hole where my pussy would be. I found the tip of my vibrator inside the dark hole. Larry pulled out the huge bottle of cooking oil I had been searching for and with a large paintbrush he began painting the interior of the coffin. Every womanly curve of the interior was soon oily, especially the butt plug and dildo. Larry went around to the lid, unsnapped an area near the head, and pulled the rubber head off the woman's image. IF I got inside, my face would be out in the open now. Without asking, Larry tried to push me into the coffin. I reluctantly neared it and climbed the stool. "When you get inside, slide your ass over the butt plug," he said enthusiastically. I noticed that he had a raging hard-on. If I had a prick I would have had a raging hard-on too. With a great deal of work I got inside of the slippery rubber image without killing myself. I slowly eased my ass down over the butt plug and sighed in satisfaction when it slid up inside me. The hair dryer had warmed the rubber and the butt plug. I suddenly realized what the hair dryer was for, but I still didn't forgive him for taking it. "Now I'll close the lid," Larry said as he lowered the lid over my body. The upper impression had slightly larger breasts than I did. I started reviewing possible candidates in my head. My eyes bugged out when I felt something trying to push it's way inside my pussy. "Relax," Larry said belatedly. "It will slide up inside you. Tell me when it's in far enough and I'll stop," he said. I looked down and saw his hands on a small lever near my right arm. If he had cut a slot in the side I could have operated it myself. It was the lever off the lazy boy chair, something else that had been missing for a while. "I had to admit, Larry had a fantastic invention. The oily rubber lining felt wonderful on my body. The butt plug and dildo would feel wonderful too, then he turned them on. "Ready?" he asked with a smile. "Sure, let her rip," I said in a bored voice the belayed my excitement. "Ok, I'll start it on the lowest setting," he said enthusiastically. I waited a minute and all hell broke lose. The butt plug and dildo came to life, as I had expected, but much more was happening too. I was feeling vibrations in all the sensitive areas of my body, especially on my neck, near my ribs, on my ass, and in the pelvic region. But that was just four of many. My nipples were being stimulated by both vibration and something that seemed to be going back and forth, strumming my nipples like a finger waving back and forth. It was incredible! "Faster?" Larry asked mischievously, "Oh yeah," I said in a dreamy voice. He looked a little surprised, but he kicked it up a notch. I melted inside his invention as I felt even more areas being stimulated by vibrations. The dildo vibrated inside my wet pussy, trying to match it's rhythm with that being produced by the butt plug and other vibrations around my body. They made a humming tune as they aroused a hundred sleeping areas of my body, places that had never been stimulated before. As far as I knew Larry only knew of two sensitive areas on a woman's body, other than the tits and pussy, those were the neck and the crease in my thigh. But the less obvious areas were being stimulate too, like the lower sides of my body, the inner thighs, and the area under my tits that loved to be licked and kissed. It seemed like every erotic point on my body was being stimulated, and Larry was too stupid to know where they were. He'd had lots of help setting up that machine, and not just on the impression inside the machine. It could have been seconds, or hours, but I began feeling an incredible warmth in my ass and pussy. As the warmth built my eyes opened in horror, wondering if Larry was smart enough to turn off the machine when my body grew sensitive. Too late, my orgasm struck. I opened my mouth wide in a silent scream and tried to hump my pussy against the vibrator. But the butt plug and confinement inside the coffin stopped me. I wanted to mash my tits in my hands, but I couldn't reach them. Over and over I let out screaming gasps, afraid the neighbors would hear if I didn't control myself. "Turn... turn it off!" I gasped. Larry reached down and turned a dial, slowly lowering it to zero. I lay gasping for breath, not believing what I had just felt. When he pushed the lever and the dildo slid out of me, I pushed up the lid and sat up, with Larry's hand behind my back for support. With an effort, I climbed out and almost fell on my face when the oil on my feet slid on the cement floor. Larry grabbed me and held me up. I looked at the satisfied smile on his face and for some reason I hated him. Maybe it was the fact that he could manipulate me like that, or maybe it was knowing that he had been out in the garage with some NAKED woman, working on this project while I bagged groceries so we could survive. "You need to make the controls so I can reach them from inside," I said breathlessly. "I'm already working on that, it's a simple change," he said with an assurance that he had not shown for years. "So how did you like it?" he asked needlessly. "Oh, it's ok," I said blandly. With a disappointed look, Larry locked in the rest of the lid and started the automatic wash cycle in the coffin. I smiled when my back was turned and began making plans for my next sexual adventure in the machine. I also walked out of the garage making future plans in my head. You may wonder why this fantastic machine is not on the market, after all it's been over a year since Larry invented it. There's not much doubt that every woman would like one. Well, that's my fault. You see it will never come out on the market, I was given the device in my divorce decree. Instead of going to work the next morning I went down to the local coffee shop and had coffee, then I circled around and parked a block from home. When I arrived at the garage what to my wondering eyes should appear? Peggy, the next door neighbor bitch dressed in a bathrobe. Larry greeted her eagerly with a kiss and hurried her inside. My last thought, before I turned around and called my lawyer, was that Peggy's tits didn't look much bigger than mine, but her ass certainly did.
Pro-life advocates are adopting a new tactic to reduce the demand for abortion, and it has proven so successful it already is being credited with saving tens of thousands of lives: They just introduce the mother to her child They do it with an ultrasound machine, which can provide a real-time video image of the unborn child throughout the pregnancy, and the simple medical procedure could reduce the demand by mothers for abortion to a fraction of its current level, according to Kim Conroy, director of sanctity of human life issues for the Colorado Springs-based Focus on the Family. That group about three years ago launched its national Option Ultrasound program which helps provide the expensive machines to pregnancy centers, helps train people to accurately run the procedures, and helps advance the status of the centers from counseling offices to medical clinics. The first goal of the ultrasound is to confirm a pregnancy, something abortion clinics use the same technology to reveal (although standard abortion clinic policy is to prevent the mother from seeing the image under any circumstance), but then something else happens in a pregnancy crisis center. "In the course of that, this miraculous thing that happens is this woman comes face to face with her unborn child," Conroy told WND. "Before it was theoretical information, but now it's 'This is not a blob of tissue, it's not some undefined mass,'" she said. "We want women to have all the facts that they need to make a good healthy decision for themselves and their baby. "We have had incredible results reported back, both anecdotally, where centers have told us 'We have had this most phenomenal experience,' and statistically," Conroy said. "Eighty-seven percent of the women who are at risk for abortion who undergo both counseling within the centers and ultrasounds are changing their minds and making a statement of their intention to carry their babies." "This is just a huge response," she said. "We're projecting that up to this date, 31,000 babies may have received life because of these centers' intervention." And that's with 281 ultrasound units installed through the program so far. The program's goal is to have 650 operating by the year 2010. "Women deserve factual information regarding their pregnancy. There are significant health risks with abortion, and at the very least they have a right to know the truth regarding this risky procedure from professionals who will not benefit financially from their decision. They also need to know there are positive alternatives for them and their babies," Conroy said "Women have been fed a lie by abortionists," she said. "Those who are considering an abortion need to know the emotional and physical toll this procedure could have on them – and they deserve the chance to see their baby face to face before they make this life-changing decision." In conjunction with launching ultrasound outreaches, the Focus program also helps upgrade counseling centers to fully-accredited medical clinics, to meet licensing requirements and to establish the policies and procedures that will make them effective in long-term ministry efforts. The program pays about 80 percent of the cost of the machines and personnel training, so that local officials maintain their participation by raising some of the funds. The machines themselves range in cost from $22,000 to $75,000, depending on the exact features required. The fundraising hasn't been difficult, Conroy said. "All we have done is sent messages to our donors, saying 'Here are some results…' We don't ask donors for money, they offer it. That's one of the reasons we started to give grants for conversions. The money was offered," she said. It usually is a process of months for a center to be approved for the grants that are involved, because Focus, Conroy said, "Wants them there for the long haul. They have to be able to meet all the program requirements, and that includes looking down the road two or three years and preparing for that." The National Institute of Family and Life Advocates also works on making ultrasound machines and training available under a plan called The Life Choice Project. Officials there said centers that convert to medical clinic status see an increase in the number of patients seen, and an increase in the number of abortion-minded patients. "Ultrasound opens 'a window to the womb' to the mother in a crisis pregnancy. Ultrasound introduces this mother to her unborn child and enables her to bond with her baby," President Tom Glessner said. Dr. Walt Larimore, from Focus on the Family, said the procedure isn't hard to understand: A probe is placed on the mother's abdomen, and emits harmless sound waves that hit and bounce off the baby. The reflected waves are read by a computer as an image. The older technology is called B-mode and the two-dimensional images are what most people recognize. They are black-and-white and show real-time movement. A 3-D technology provides more lifelike images but are not transmitted in real-time mode. The newest technology is 4-D, which takes the 3-D images and shows them in real time. Dr. Curtis Harris, with the Christian Medical Association, said studies provide the documentation that a woman considering an abortion who sees an ultrasound picture of her unborn child "is far less likely to have an abortion." And Shari Richard, a pioneer in using ultrasounds in pregnancy centers, said it provides an opportunity. "When a mom and dad see the baby's movement and heartbeat, there is no more powerful moment. They bond. The baby becomes real. The sonogram allows us to show women the baby and then discuss the long-term consequences of abortion," she said. Focus noted that only a few hundred of the 2,300 pregnancy resource centers around the country were able to have an ultrasound machine to use when the Focus program was launched. "Focus on the Family is not content simply to argue for the protection of the unborn. We are now convinced that God is calling us to take an even more dramatic step. Our board of directors has authorized us to help provide ultrasound equipment to as many centers as possible and help shepherd them through the training and implementation process," Focus founder James Dobson said at that time. One group of centers in the Chicago area currently is working on the acquisition of ultrasound machines. Mary Strom, executive director of the Women's Center, says her three facilities are in Chicago itself, in Evergreen Park on the south side, and in Des Plaines to the northwest. They all are strategically located to be near or even in the same building as abortion clinics. "We are a neutral image, where we really just outreach to women seeking abortions, and counsel them in a way that is simply presenting them with the truth and facts. We try to help identify the crisis they're going through that might cause them to consider an abortion as their only choice," she told WND. But since opening their first office in 1984, the centers have contributed to saving the lives of 30,000 children, she said. The organization also provides an opportunity for mothers to get clothing and other important items that are donated – officials gave away about $800,000 in goods last year – and also sponsors a Christmas party each year for mothers and their children. More than 1,300 people showed up last month for that event. The centers also continually receive information from mothers whose children were saved through their counseling. "One of the moms stopped this past year, whose son now is serving in Iraq. He's 18 or 19 years old and she brought us a picture of him," Strom said. Right now when the case suggests a need, the centers pay for women to have ultrasounds at other medical clinics. But that requires women to keep another appointment, and some simply don't, she said. Also the centers follow the moral teachings of the Catholic Church, and cannot be assured that a technician operating an outside ultrasound shares those beliefs, she said. But the fundraising and expansion efforts, she believes, will be worth it. "It's a great difference between seeing a picture of someone or seeing the person. If you could see your own baby sucking his thumb, and his heart beating. It's just better to see that before they've made the decision," Strom said. Robin Fuller serves as executive director of Pregnancy Care Center of Grants Pass, Ore., where approval came through just weeks ago for an ultrasound. She's worked for a number of years with pregnancy crisis centers, and recalls when offering a free pregnancy test would draw women who may be in a position to consider alternatives to an abortion. Now those tests are available in dollar stores, but ultrasounds are not. "We know Planned Parenthood has used ultrasounds, but they never show the picture to the girl. She would then see that it's a life," she said. "So it's a very common sense step for us to take to offer ultrasounds." "We hear story after store from centers where women may already have gone to an abortion clinic, but they wouldn't let them see the ultrasound. We want them to see the baby on a big screen TV on the wall," she told WND. At some of the dozen locations run by ExpectantMotherCare.org in the New York area, ultrasound machines have been in use for several years. Chris Slattery, who manages the sites, said the technology always is very effective. "Ultrasound gives us an advantage," he said. "We do it because it gives us another shot at turning a mother around. It is no substitute for good counseling, real support, help and encouragement, but it is a valuable tool. I wouldn't do without it." He presently has three ultrasound machines operating at his centers, and he's considering adding a few more to help show the women the truth. "We tend to turn around about two-thirds of abortion-minded women," he said. "The vast majority are planning on an abortion when they come in." Some, however, won't change their minds under any circumstances. In a metropolitan area where there are 100,000 abortions a year, and millions spent by abortion clinics advertising their businesses, he said pro-life clinics and counselors need to use every tool available. That's a reason that his counseling centers and clinics are located near abortion clinics. He said his facility is across the street from Planned Parenthood in the Bronx and in the same building as Planned Parenthood in Brooklyn. He said many woman arriving at his centers fear childbirth and motherhood more than abortion. The ultrasound can give them a higher level of comfort with their future. "They have to come out fearing abortion more, and we explain in detail the physical, psychological and spiritual side effects of abortion," he said. "When a woman begins to fear an abortion more than her baby, then she begins to bond with the baby," he said. He also said training technicians to run the machines is critical, and his organization is preparing soon to launch a program with an ultrasound machine built into a vehicle to make it mobile. He said he's waiting to see the results – whether he'll be able to find locations for the vehicle where people can keep appointments, or whether people will make a spontaneous decision to have a test if they see the opportunity. A Focus analysis of a Congressional Record entry on the abortion argument makes it clear the attitudes the clinics sometimes face, when not even an ultrasound would make a difference. The exchange was between Sen. Rick Santorum, R-Pa., and Sen. Barbara Boxer, D-Calif., During debate over federal restrictions on the gruesome partial-birth abortion procedure, Santorum asked Boxer: "[Do] you agree, once the child is born, [and] separated from the mother, that the child is protected by the Constitution and cannot be killed[?] Do you agree with that?" "I think that when you bring your baby home, when your baby is born … the baby belongs to your family and has rights," she said. The Focus analysis by Larimore noted: "Think for a moment about that disturbing statement that is now immortalized in the Congressional Record. Though she did not say so, the position taken by Sen. Boxer would clearly support the murder of an infant until, and if, the mother and father decide that they want to keep it. As long as the baby is still in the hospital, however, he or she has no rights whatsoever – not even the right not to be killed."

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