Check out these pictures of a horny Asian slut, Iris tied up with purple ropes. It’s pretty safe to say Iris isn’t happy about being tied up. She’s not a big fan of being tied up but her Master loves to play with ropes and watch her struggle to get free. Most of the time she’s able to escape but this time he’s out done himself. He’s learned some new knots and she’s not going anywhere without his help. Master enjoys watching her squirm, even uses the ropes to hoist her over the bed. You can tell she’s pretty pissed off but is actually getting turned on too.

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Fedora is a fresh faced young hottie from Chicago. Her body is very petite and straight as a board, but thank God she is a size queen and has a major cock addiction. Her new boyfriend is hung like a horse, just the way she likes them. First, he rammed his thick cock down her throat, stretching her lips to the point they cracked before going down and destroying that tight teen cunt of hers. Fedora loved every minute and actually begged him to fuck her harder and deeper!

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If you couldn’t tell by the pictures - I spent the day at the zoo! I love animals, so it was lots of good clean, all American fun! And it was nice to just take a day off from everything. I’ve been so busy this summer - between my part time job and working on my website. I wouldn’t say it’s been stressful, I just needed some time when I didn’t have to worry about getting things done by a certain time and stuff like that!

Anyways, check out my pictures from the day at the zoo! And if you haven’t been to a zoo for a long time, take a day off and go, be a kid again.

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KATHLEEN CAN'T GET FUCK IN HER PUSSY, BUT SHE SURE CAN DO MANY OTHER HOT THINGS THAT FEELS JUST AS GOOD. AS PROOF OF MY APPRECIATION I TRAINED MY COCK TO HER FACE AND GAVE HER THE BIGGEST SWEET LOAD I COULD.

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This gorgeous Latina has it all. large beautiful breats, curvy body, stunning eyes and a tight twat. Watch her as she strips down to nothing and shows off her georgeous figure. She'll spread her wet juicy lips and slip her fingers inside. She is quite a tease, but she loves to please.

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Hey boys! Aphrodite Notte back with another sexy photo shoot to share with you. Look at this wild outfit that my photographer got for me. He wanted me to wear it for the photo shoot, I wanted to wear it out to a club or maybe better yet on the back of some motorcycle. However, it was probably better that I wore it for the photo shoot first. When it was all zipped up, it was making me very hot - and not the good kind of hot. LOL. But I loved the way it felt on my bare skin and the way it clung to my curves. This outfit would definitely get me a lot of attention. Check out these pictures of me stripping out of the leather outfit and showing off all of my sexy teen body.

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Time for me to run. I’m about to go meet up with my girls for a wild night out. I’m not wearing the leather outfit, maybe another weekend. This week, I’m wearing a tight miniskirt and really revealing shirt. I’m sure you would like it and I’ll take some pictures to share with you.

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Tags:  Hiking, outdoors, humiliation, bondage, suspension Bondage in the big woods View Author’s Copyright Information She trudged on through the endless, winding trail of ankle-scathing brush, eye endangering branches and hot, sweaty summer air, not wanting to think about the man who walked behind her with a buggy whip in his hand.

A pack full of ropes and other “toys” weighed down on her shoulders, the pack straps like trails of fire, cutting deep into her flesh, as she continued to labor, seemingly forever, through this hellish trail of pain. It didn’t help that he had forced her to strip her shirt off at the trail head, roughly slathering sunblock onto her skin, his coarse hands finding every inch of her tender skin, leaving her feeling completely used and humiliated, yet somehow aroused.

Her bare legs grew fiery scratch after scratch from the underbrush as he urged her on, his low voice cutting more deeply into her psyche than the whip he held ever could.

“Keep moving slut. We have further to go, and you are taking your sweet time. I want you tied up before sunset, and we have another two miles to travel before we get where we need to be.”

He punctuated his last statement with a flick of his wrist, sending a blazing line across the backs of her thighs, the sweat immediately adding to the sting.

“Thank you, Sir,” she dutifully replied as she picked up her pace, already regretting her request to him to act out this scene in the wilderness.

The drudgery of the hike never seemed to end. Her hair was a sticky, sweaty mat, piling on the back of her neck and itching. Agony poured through her light frame as each trudging step seemed to drive the straps of the pack deeper into her shoulders.

“It would help, slut, if you stopped struggling and realized that this little hike is part of your scene.”

“Yes, Sir,” she managed between labored breaths. “Thank you, Sir.”

He punctuated his point with another sharp swipe of the whip, and she thought about how much she loved that sting as the mix of sweat and sunblock covering her skin began to burn the mark she knew was forming. She’d never thought of a forced march as being part of the scene before.

She noticed something, then. First, beneath the ache and strain of her shoulders, she understood that her body was warm, in that wonderful, glowing way that her body always got when she was experiencing either hard exercise or a good hard fucking. The more she thought of that, the more her shoulders relaxed into her burden and the wetter her pussy got.

Which brought upon a new problem.

“Sir,” she asked, stopping to turn to him. “I need to pee, Sir.”

“Oh you do, do you? You’re not here for your own comfort, slut! Pee while you walk.”

Her mind almost screamed in humiliation and embarrassment at that. He’d done things like force her to squat right in front of him to pee before, but to keep moving and soak her already sweat-laden shorts? Had this man no mercy?

“You’re not walking, slut. Do we need an object lesson right here and now?”

“No Sir, thank you, Sir.”

She turned, feeling the redness in her face as she decided she’d rather die than pee herself while hiking this way.

She heard the whistle of the whip right before it laid across the backs of her thighs, a strip of acid-hot fire on her skin.

“If you have to pee, then pee, slut. Right now, while we’re walking.”

He laid another stripe form the whip in the other direction and she burned, her face burning with shame, her thighs burning with the fire of he whip and her shoulders tensing and hurting, a band of agony she had almost allowed to slip form her mind.

The stream of acrid-smelling urine which ran slowly down the inside of her right thigh felt more like blood and shame than relief, and as she walked, the addition of the smell of her own piss mixed with that of her sweat and tears began welling in her eyes.

“Good, slut. Cry, get it out,” he whispered into her ear, seeming to have appeared from nowhere. “Understand who you belong to. Understand that you are here merely to pleasure me, merely for my every whim.”

He did something then, something that showed her he still cared, that this was just a scene, and that he was working toward a goal far higher than making her feel like a pack mule and slave. He reached up to her shoulder and pulled the sweaty ball of her hair away from her neck, laying a cool, wet bandanna over her shoulders in its place, relieving the itch. “Now move,” he growled.

Dutifully, she pressed on, tears of humiliation and shame turning to tears of joy as she realized she had not gotten herself in over her head this time.

Yet another smell crept into her mind as she hiked onward - the scent of hot pine needles piled thick on the trail. The occasional whiff of wildflower and the deep musty smell of the thickly mossed trunks of long-fallen trees. She began to realize that the smell of her body - of her embarrassment, toil, piss and fear was mixing with the smells of nature around her in a surprisingly pleasant and even arousing way.

The whistle and crack of the whip across her thighs brought her sharply back to the here and now.

“Where are you wandering off to now, slut? Can’t you see that we are here?”

“Here” was a glade, about 30 feet across, sitting on the shoulder of a hill and commanding an amazing view of the valley floor, almost 2,000 feet below. The smell of hard-baked pine was replaced with the lighter and somehow more sensual odors of meadow grass and wildflowers. And at the back of the meadow, completely out of place, stood a wizened old oak tree, fed by a gaily tinkling rill which ran through the back half of the glade.

There, under the tree, was a tent, a fire ring and a couple of camp chairs. Her heart sank as she realized someone had beat them to this little out of the way paradise and that she’d have to wait for the rest of her outdoor scene.

As she turned toward him, he could see the disappointment in her eyes.

“What is the matter, slut?” he asked, moving closer to her so she could smell the heat of his body in the midst of the wild around her.

“Sir, somebody is already here. What will we do?”

He laughed then, a rumble deep in his throat, spilling form his lips as he smiled a most wicked smile.

“Who’s tent do you think that is, slut?”

“Does it matter, Sir?” she asked, still not understanding why found her disappointment so amusing. He just looked into her eyes until she came to the realization. Of course! How could she be so stupid?

“It’s your tent, isn’t it, Sir?”

“Yes, it is, now get over there beneath the tree and put your pack down.”

The tree had long, sprawling branches, the lower ones as thick as her legs, and one, in particular, worked its way almost level to the ground, seven feet in the air. He had staked a tarp down there, and made sure the ground was level. The fire pit and tent were not too far away, and she smiled as she noticed that he had hung a wilderness shower behind the trunk of the tree - she still felt filthy and used after being made to piss herself.

He had other ideas, though, and was right there next to her as she stood. “I want you to drink some water, slut. That was a long hike and it is hot out.”

“Thank you Sir,” she replied, taking the water bottle he offered her. The cool, sweet relief that poured down her throat was like bliss, and she genuinely thanked him a second time once she had drank her fill.

He, meanwhile, had turned to the backpack she had carried and was busily extracting several hanks of rope. She loved the way his back curved as he bent, and the glisten of sweat on the back of his neck meant he’d noticed the heat of the walk as well.

“Strip those filthy clothes off now and put them by the stream,” he ordered then. As she obeyed, he threw a loop of rope over the tree and secured a big steel ring to it. He passed the rope over the tree and through the ring several more times, creating a beautiful, chrysalis-like web which ended with the ring in its center.

“That ought to hold. Are you ready, slut?”

She looked up, feeling caught. She was straddling the little rill, washing the smell of her piss from her bare pussy and legs. “Sir?”

“Ah, I see you think you need to be clean, don’t you? Did I tell you you could wash?”

She hung her head in response, understanding that she scene was ongoing and that she had not requested his permission to clean herself from her embarrassment.

“No Sir,” she replied as she walked back toward him, nude body glistening in the sun with the combination of sweat and cool water.

“You will have to be punished for that, won’t you?” he asked as he began passing a length of rope around her chest. He spun her, then, pulling the rope through the loop in its own center, creating the first wrap of a rope bra.

She could not respond, but merely nodded, her breath catching as he spun her roughly and added another wrap above her tender breasts. He continued to wrap her, taking three passes of doubled rope above and three below her little, pert breasts, wrapping her arms as well, before bringing the doubled rope back between her shoulder blades and splitting the ends to tie her upper arms securely. He finished the knot in the center of her back, and she shivered with delight at the caress of his breath on her skin, contrasting with his rough hands. Then he grabbed the harness and tugged another rope through the top, almost throwing it over her shoulder as he spun her again, controlling her every move. The rope passed under the top part of the harness, under the bottom and then back up, with a twist, and over her over shoulder. Then he pulled it through the knot on her back and yanked, hard, snugging the harness and forcing her little breasts up and out, squeezing them a little, and completely robbing her of breath for a brief moment. He grabbed her wrists then, crossing them behind her back and using the rest of that rope to tie them securely at the small of her back, completely immobilizing her upper body.

“Now, isn’t that better, slut? Don’t you like wearing this rope?”

His hiss in her ear brought goose-bumps to her spine and she merely nodded again, unable to speak. She could smell her own arousal - she was so very hot - the way he was manhandling her, his massive shoulders dwarfing her small frame as he simply moved her where he wanted her with one hand entwined in her ropes. She almost did not understand what he was doing when she felt downward pressure, but realized he had maneuvered her beneath the anchor he had woven and was forcing her to kneel.

He then took a short length of rope and began tying her pony-tail tightly, twisting her head which ever way he desired and creating a long, firm “tail” of rope. She was shocked when he pulled her back to a standing position by that tail and then reached up, tying it to the anchor.

Next, he knelt in front of her and began wrapping rope around her waist, three, then four passes before tying it off behind her back, pushing her hands up out of the way so he could do so. He then looped another length of rope through those passes, and began wrapping the top of each thigh over and over, thick “pads” of rope enveloping her upper thighs.

“You need to tell me if this hurts, alright, slut?” he whispered in her ear. She managed so squeak out a “yes, Sir” as he roughly passed yet another length of rope through the knots at her back and then pulled them through the anchor. He yanked then, pulling her almost completely off of her feet, just her toes touching the ground as she hung there, eyes wide and breath knocked out of her, before she began to relax into the rope and realized that he was suspending her from that ring. A little, breathy, “ooh,” escaped her lips at that realization.

He quickly added a length of rope through the harness at her waist, then pulled, essentially elevating her hips to the same level as her shoulders, laying her nearly parallel to the ground and, conveniently, at waist height. He split the rope at the anchor and used each half to pass through the wraps on each thigh, lifting her legs and holding them comfortably, much to her amusement. He then, quickly, added one more rope, tying it at the anchor and then wrapping each ankle, holding her legs wide and enabling full access to her pussy and ass. Then he untied the rope holding her hair and yanked it tight, pulling her head up so that she looked straight out, mouth forced open a little.

“Now, you see why I wanted to bring you here, don’t you?” he asked, giving her a little push so that she slowly began to rotate in her hammock. He stopped her as the ropes began wrapping on themselves, tightening and lifting her a little. Then he let her go and let physics work, spinning her and dizzying her slightly. He stepped back to the pack she had carried and she winced as he pulled out the bull whip - his prized toy.

He set himself up behind her, with her legs spread wide, ass and pussy exposed, and began gently rolling the whip, so that the tip just flicked her tender skin.

Flick.

Flick.

Each kiss of the whip caused her entire body to shudder in ecstasy and before she realized it, she was in the throes of a body-wrenching orgasm.

“Good, good,” he whispered in her ear, suddenly at her side again, hand caressing the light red marks on her ass where the whip had tipped her over the edge and into the mad whirlpool of orgasm and release. He fingered her then, rough hands suddenly turned gentle as he fucked her with his digits, wringing another orgasm from her body.

“I see you are ready, aren’t you, slut?” he asked as he stood and unzipped his pants. His cock nearly leaped out at her and she licked her lips in anticipation as he moved toward her head, and her mouth, already watering to taste his arousal. “Just a taste, slut,” he murmured as he slid the entire length of his cock into her mouth, and into her throat. She eagerly swallowed the length of him, reveling in the feel of him filling her this way and holding his cock inside.  He timed the length her gag reflex would allow his cock in her throat just so, and pulled out just before she could no longer bear to hold him there.

He turned away from her again and back to the bag, coming out with a tube of lubricant, a dildo and a butt plug. “We’re going to fill all your holes, slut, and fill them good. Do you like that idea?”

Her eyes widened and she could only moan, the rope in her hair preventing a nod, and herself flying too far above the earth to speak. He caressed the length of her body as he walked behind her, and she jumped a little at the cold lubricant as he dripped it on her ass cheeks. She moaned again, body writhing as best it could as he gently but firmly worked the plug into her ass. He pussy was already dripping wet and as he pushed the dildo deep inside her, she knew he would instruct her not to let it fall, forcing her to hold it with her muscles, which, when she orgasmed, would be enough pressure to force it right back out.

Then he did something which sent her over the edge. She hadn’t realized that both the dildo and the butt-plug were also vibrators. He switched the butt plug on first and she cried out as she came, hard, pushing the dildo straight out of her pussy, into his waiting hand. He reinserted it once the throes of her orgasm had subsided a bit, then giggled evilly as he turned it on, too, holding it in against the press of yet another orgasm.

“Don’t let either of these fall out, slut!” he ordered as he began spanking her already reddened ass with his hand. He worked her over thoroughly, spanking her, telling her how disappointed in her he had been when she first refused to relieve herself at his command and then believed someone else had found their little campsite before he had. Tears, this time of strain as she tried her hardest not to come, which would force the dildo back out of her pussy, ran freely down her face. Finally, her body betrayed her and as he spanked her ass, she came, shooting the dildo out of her tight pussy and squirting all over the tarp, and his legs, in the process.

“Now look at what you have done,” he said harshly. “I guess you need some more reminding, don’t you?”

This time, he began spanking her pussy, which was already swollen and quivering with the orgasms she’d had so far. She came again, then again and again, squirting on the fourth or fifth orgasm, getting his legs even wetter.

“That does it,” he spat at her. Then he did the completely unexpected, at least to her, and rammed his cock into her wet cunt, hard. Hands entwined in her suspension, he fucked her then, slamming her pussy like he was using his pelvis to punish her rather than his hand. She came over and over then, almost continuously, her senses overloading. She squirted, cried out, tried to writhe and came repeatedly.

Finally, he relented, after what seemed like hours worth of hard fucking.

“My god you are a messy little slut,” he told her, somehow standing at her head again. “You had better try to clean this up,” he added, sliding his dripping cock in to her mouth. She came again as she tasted both of their juices on him, his pre-come and her repeated orgasms.

Her body shuddered in time with his as he came, filling her mouth with the salty taste of his orgasm.

After she finished licking his cock clean, he knelt before her, wrapping his arms around her shoulders and kissing her deeply.

“Good girl, my pretty little rope slut. Good, good girl.”

Slowly, step-by-step, he let her down, then untied her, before gently carrying her exhausted body to the solar shower he had packed in and letting the trickle of warm water wash over both their bodies. He kissed her deeply again, then told her to look behind her. She gasped in amazement at the glorious sunset displaying itself at the other end of the valley floor below them. She marveled at how she had originally complained about the hike through the wood. She had missed the beauty of the forest as she wound her way through all the trees. Now she was certain that this was going to be a wonderful weekend away …

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Meet Kinzie, so sweet, so innocent, so naughty? Yeah, this blonde teen isn't as sweet and innocent as her coworker think she is. I got to meet the real Kinzie and I wasn't disappointed at all. I'll admit, when I first met Kinzie, she seemed pretty boring. She was dressed a little sexy in a cute little secretary outfit, but she was so into her work that it was a turn off. However, I was fortunate to stop by her office more than a few times and got to know the other side of Kinzie. Eventually, I was able to get her to pose in her secretary clothes for Uniform Desire. Click here to see the photos of Kinzie. Right on her desk, she strips out of her clothes and shows off all of her tight teen body. She definitely has a body made for having sex. She even took out a dildo that was hidden in her purse. She ends up attaching it to her desk and riding it like it was a hard cock. It was one of the hottest things I've ever seen a secretary do.

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Instead of going out last night, me and a couple of my girl friends decided to take a break from chasing guys. Instead, we planned a sleepover, eating too much junk food and watched a movie. But it wasn’t long after the opening credits that things took a very interesting twist.

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I’ve had a few lesbian adventures, but this is one I’ll never forget. We took turns going down on each other, using vibrators and dildos to satisfy each other and making sure everyone was getting pleasured all the time.

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Kira is a very cute 18 year old college freshman that needed some extra money for her schoolbooks and we were there to help her out. I have to tell you that if you live in a college town and have some extra money, letting teen girls model for you is quite a nice way to spend your afternoons. Any way, she didn’t know what to do so I gave her this vibrator and asked if she had ever used one before. She just smiled and took the toy. I think we can all agree she has used one before and she has a gorgeous little body.

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Jabur rubbed his nose with the back of his hand,
then swatted at an insect buzzing in his face. It was the first
discernable movement he had made in over 15 minutes. Jabur was a
Neve, a small form of mutated human who had long ago migrated
from earth. Although small, even for his race, he was
exceptionally strong, intelligent, and had a very good memory.
This made him an ideal Taker. A Taker was originally a person
who took what they wanted, such as a thief or a warrior. In his
case he was a paid Taker, akin to the guards or mercenaries of
old earth. He was paid by the Talkers, or politicians, to guard
the mother tree.

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Jabur stood his silent vigil in the east fork of
the south branch of the Nevenan Mother Tree, one of the largest
and most prestigious Mother Trees on Battlegraud.
Clad in a green hooded cloak to blend in with the
foliage, he sat in the woven basket designed just for that
purpose. Holding his bow ready, he watched the skies and the
ground for any signs of movement.
A Mother Tree was an enormous tree so huge, that
each tree could support an entire human colony. Long ago, during
colonization, predators had killed many of the planet’s new
settlers. Out of necessity the population took to the trees. It
was soon found that the Mother Trees, the largest of all
indigenous trees, was wonderfully suited for this purpose. It’s
huge strong limbs, some a mile long and 50 yards across, could
support an entire community with very little modification. Since
the Mother Tree used much of the resources in the area, the
Mother Trees had naturally spread out symmetrically, each
claiming it’s own large territory. This, in turn, spread the
human communities across the planet equally. Each Mother Tree
provided food and water to the community, through it’s sap and
rain runoff, and food through nuts and a myriad of fruited
hanging parasitical vines. Farmers supplemented this food with
crops designed to grow beneath the huge branches. They provided
grains and vegetables, while the hunting Takers provided meat and
fish.
The tinkle of female laughter drew Jabur’s
attention to the river. Far off he could see the sparkle of
white, female bodies as they took their afternoon bathes. The
young adult females were bathing at this time, as usual. And
they seemed to be vying for his attention. It had been the same
for over a month, since he took over sentry duty on the south
branch.
Jabur looked around self-consciously, then picked
up the field glasses hanging from the stub of a branch near his
elbow. He adjusted the glasses until he had focused in on the
naked females. One looked in his direction, even as he watch.
She covered her mouth and giggled, while pointing at him. He
realized that the flash of the field glasses had given him away.
Nevertheless, they continued their lewd and encouraging conduct.
Nessay was washing the back of Bandy, one of his fellow Takers.
Jabur felt his cock grow hard as Nessay reached around Bandy’s
back and grabbed each firm cone in one tiny hand. Bandy was
exceptionally shapely and beautiful. If Jabur was interested in
pairing, at his young age, he would certainly consider Bandy.
But on a planet where a pairing could last for more than 800
years, a pairing was not taken lightly. Coupling, on the other
hand, could take place at the drop of a hat, especially between
people below the normal breeding age of 90. Even as he watched,
Bandy turned and gave Nessay a full lipped kiss. Nessay raised
Bandy to her feet and placed her mouth on her small tight-lipped
pussy. She nuzzled and licked, while Bandy bent over her head
and rubbed her wet hair. Bandy’s face was twisted with emotion.
Nessay broke contact and spoke. Bandy changed her stance,
spreading her legs much wider.
Nessay tipped her head back and applied her lips
to Bandy’s pussy. Bandy jerked and cried out, her face twisted
in passion until it was almost unrecognizable. The other girls
turned to watch. Some took their cue and moved together, some
laughed and looked on, and others simply watched in interest.

Jabur was getting desperately horny. Licking his
lips he leaned forward, sharpening his focus on Bandy’s tits, and
Nessay’s bobbing head. Then, to his horror, he watched as they
suddenly stood and moved off into the bushes.
“You little tease,” he mumbled, cursing himself
for being so gullible. His glasses went to the other girls. It
was a pool of delicious female flesh now withering and moaning in
delight. The Sachans would love to get their hands on them, he
realized. Remembering the seriousness of his duties, he put the
glasses back and continued his watch. But his thoughts centered
on Bandy. What a girl!
The Sachans were rumored to be at war on this side
of the Blue Knife mountain range. The Sachans were a violent
race consisting of only Takers. Coming from the great yellow
desert where there were no Mother Trees, they raised no food,
they reaped no harvest, they simply took, living off the hard
work of others. Jabur was determined not to let this happen to
his tribe. He must keep his mind on his duties.
A movement in the sky, far off toward the blue
mountains, caught Jabur’s attention. He turned to see a huge
Shiny approaching. Luckily, he recognized the Shiny as that of a
friend. It flapped it’s yellow wings effortlessly, then glided
forward, slowly losing altitude as it approached the Mother Tree.
It had a red chair strapped to it’s back. It was a carrier of
great importance.
“Mother Rush returns!” Jabur yelled down to the
workers below. In a moment a large group of Talkers poured from
the trunk of the Mother Tree and spread to await the arrival of
Mother Rush. Rush was important, she was a Talker, like the
important men of the tribe below, but she was also a witch. Even
the Sachans were afraid to anger her. She was from Neverpool, a
famous prosperous tribe who lived just south of Nevenan.
The Shiny descended in a slow spiral. Rush’s
Shiny was unique, it had a red slash across it’s feathered throat
as if it had been cut by a knife. This, according to Rush, made
it special, magical.

“Make way,” Rush yelled, waving for the onlookers
to move away from the landing pad. Doers were slow-witted and
docile. They would work all day on a bowl of rice and a slab of
meat, but they couldn’t think for themselves. They did what they
were told, but tended to move slowly and do stupid things.
Talkers and Takers were far more intelligent.
Jabur was a Taker, a Taker paid to protect the tribe. Talkers
governed the tribe and oversaw the work of the Doers. It was
possible for Jabur to rise to the rank of Talker, as he grew
older and gained more wisdom. But he still had 200 hundreds
years of youth before he had to worry about that.
“News, Father Alliace,” Rush yelled as the Shiny
landed and settled it’s wings with a slight shake. Rush was
helped down from her chair. She turned and looked at the faces
around her. Her gaze lingered on Jabur. He was considered a
good looking male, even in his own community, but that was not
why she was interested.
“What news, Mother Rush?” Alliace asked,
returning her attention to him. Jabur could see the jealousy in
his old blood-shot eyes. Rush was not Alliace’s mother, Mother
was a term used for any female who had given birth, as was the
term Father, given to any male who had fathered a child. Jabur
was just Jabur, since he had no children. Alliace had high hopes
of allying with Rush.
Jabur moved closer so he could hear the news,
intentionally standing close to Rush to further infuriate
Alliace.
Like the other, Jabur dreaded war, but at the same
time he was fascinated by it. War was exciting, and there was
little excitement in a farming community like Nevenan. Also, war
brought booty, female slaves, wealth, and glory. Jabur was
unpaired, he could use an exciting female slave. It was rumored
that the Sachans were famous for beautiful, high-spirited
women.

“The worst, I’m afraid. The Sachans have invaded
south of the Blue Knife range. They have attacked three Neve
communities, Neverban, Nevelfar, and Nevemata. They…” she
paused, swallowing quickly. “They set fire to the Mother Trees,”
she finished with a hiss. The resulting uproar caused a pause in
the conversation. Even the dull-witted Doers were screaming in
outrage. Rush finally lifted a hand so she could speak.
“They are heading in this direction. I am here to
organize your Takers, to ally with the other Takers and confront
them at the river with the Neve battalion. We believe that a
strong show of force can stop them there. I have organized
Shinys for transportation,” she called, pointing behind her.
Jabur’s hair bristled at the sight of a hundred chaired Shinys in
the air to the east. It looked like an invading army. Jabur
raised his bow nervously.
“Remain at ease, Taker,” Rush said, seeing Jabur’s
movements. “They are friends, Jabur,” she said with a slight
smile. Jabur heard Alliace’s hiss of annoyance. Jabur suddenly
realized that Rush had used his personal name. He was honored.
Was she truly interested in him, or simply trying to annoy
Alliace? A pairing with Rush would make him a leader among his
own people and many other close Neve tribes. He would rule
Alliace, in a sense. He liked that idea. On the other hand,
Rush as at least 200 years older than himself. Jabur was almost
a child, he had just turned 30. Also, Rush had hinted many times
that he had the makings of a witch, at some time in the distant
future. It usually took hundreds of years for a witch talent to
show. Two witches rarely paired, as their powers often
conflicted. Of course Alliace didn’t know this.
Jabur gasped as Rush’s mind invaded his mind.
Tendrils of thought touched different parts of his body. Her
thoughts centered on each area associated with a body part and
stimulated it briefly, before moving on to another. First his
nipples began to tingle and he felt them grow hard, as if he were
a girl. Second, he felt his ass being stimulated, or rather
invaded. The intense warmth spread throughout his body. Before
he could adjust to this embarassment, he felt her mind probe his
cock, stiffening it and mentally stroking it until he was on the
verge of an orgasm.
To the others, Jabur simply gasped and stiffened.
A few noticed his stiffened cock, but did not mention it. In
reality only seconds had passed. For Jabur, it seemed as if she
had touched him for hours. He felt her gentle mental fingers
touching him everywhere, and could do nothing about it.
Finally her mind rested for a moment on his
memories and conscience, then disappeared. There was a warm area
where Rush’s mind had been. Jabur knew why he had been probed.
Besides teasing him, for which she was famous, she was testing
his courage, physical strength, and honesty. He knew this
because it happened frequently. She called it keeping him
honest. She smiled knowingly, signifying that he had passed her
little test — and that she had enjoyed it.

“Rush will lead your army,” she said with a
finality which brooked no argument. Alliace’s mouth opened and
closed, like a fish out of water. He wanted to scream his
outrage, his own son was a Taker. But he knew better. Rush
would simply make him look foolish in front of the entire
village. Jabur wasted no time.
“Takers, front and center!” Jabur screamed.
Several dozen men and women, including Alliace’s son, ran forward
and formed into a solid line. He counted the number of swords,
bows, and spears. He had more than enough for his plan. Jabur
had mentally planned for such an event for many years and now he
could put his plan into action.
“Three lines,” he commanded. “Spears to the fore,
swords in the middle and bows in the rear,” he yelled, pushing
several people into place.
Doers ran screaming as line after line of Shiny
landed in the nearby field.
“Find an appropriate Shiny and mobilize in this
order,” he yelled, waving his small army forward.
“The Sachans have no fliers,” Rush whispered from
his elbow. “It will be an infantry battle.”

“I will keep the bows aloft to fire down upon
their army,” Jabur said, fearing that she would find this
cowardly. She nodded slowly.
“Such a move would demoralize their army and
minimize our casualties,” she acceded.
“My thinking,” Jabur agreed.
“Of course you will need the approval of the
General. Do it if you can, and don’t misplace my trust.”
“Never,” Jabur said with a dashing smile. He felt
more alive at that moment, than he had at any other time in his
life. He might be dead by nightfall, but today he would
live.
“Onward to glory!” he yelled the traditional Neve
battle cry. The Shinys rose almost simultaneously. The blur of
wings and dust was awesome. The Neve felt invincible. Jabur
looked down at the awed village and his chest thrust out in
pride.

Three days later, exhausted, beaten, and
demoralized, Jabur watched the remainder of his army form at the
rear of the huge formation of the Neve battalion. Almost 100,000
warriors stood in front of his own small column. He had now lost
half of his Takers, and still the Sachans continued to come,
continued to attack, continued to win. Jabur had reported to
Ladax, the general of the armies and been ordered to the rear.
Rush stood next to General Ladax and did her best to defeat the
enemy with magic. Jabur’s bowmen were ordered down to the
ground, and the Shinys were sent off to other duties. Jabur
watched in frustrated anger, as wave after wave of Sachan armies
rushed forward to attack and slaughter their people.
Again they fought, and again they lost. Seventeen
Sachan Takers broke through to his lines, killing five more of
his Takers. Trudging back to their area, he looked at the worn
faces of the few who remained and shook his head sadly. Ten men
carried stretchers with the dead back toward their camp. In a
few more engagements the remaining women would have to help. Two
women had been killed only minutes before. Twelve men and four
women remained. How many more?
“Don’t misplace my trust,” Rush had said. Well he
had no choice, each time he tried to discuss his plan with the
General, the General ordered him back to his Company. When would
he learn that traditional fighting was not going to work against
the Sachans. The Sachans had destroyed half the planet. The
Neve would be next. The Sachans were not as polite as two
warring Neve tribes might be. They did not observe the rules,
they took no prisoners. Ladax would have to change, to meet the
new threat. Traditional methods were not working.
“Jabur?”
“What?” he roared, then softened when he saw the
hurt look on Bandy’s face. “What?” he asked again, softly.
Bandy had looked so young and sweet, while bathing a few days
before. Now she looked hardened and weary.
“Make love to me,” she begged. “I have a
feeling… this may be my last day,” she said quietly. Jabur
wanted to argue, to object to her fatalistic attitude, but he
knew she may be right. It was just a matter of time.

“Gladly,” he nodded, looking into her blood
spattered face. He shouldered his bow and walked closer to her.
His arm went around her waist, pulling her against him.
“War is no place for women,” Jabur said sadly.
“Nor men,” Bandy agreed.
Jabur relaxed on the furs as Bandy took the canvas
bucket to the water wagon and filled it. He checked his body for
cuts, but found only the blood of others, and a few bruises.
Sachans had an annoying habit of hitting you with a sword hilt,
before standing back and plunging a sword through your body. He
had learned to take the hit and kill quickly with his dagger,
before they could step back. It was a wonderful strategy, but
very painful.
Bandy appeared with the water. She tied the tent
flap closed and began immediately taking off her clothing until
she stood naked before him. His eyes went from her blood-
spattered face, to her clean, perfectly-shaped small conned
breasts. She was tiny. Jabur knew he could reach around her
waist, or either thigh, with his two hands. She looked more like
a little sprite, rather than a fierce Taker with many kills
behind her.
“If the Sachans had known what you look like
naked, they may have gladly given up their lives,” Jabur said
with a smile.

“Maybe I should try that next time. No, I might
attract more Takers than I can fend off alone.”
“True,” he said as he watched her wash her
magnificent body. She had the smallest tuft of light brown hair
above her pussy. It was dainty and beautiful. Her pussy lips
were small and fragile. Jabur suddenly wondered if she had ever
made love to a man.
“Are you a virgin?” he asked quietly.
“Yes, but I’m not dying as one.”
She turned and bent over the bucket of water,
washing her pussy as she straddled it. For the first time his
eyes began picking out the scars on her body. He counted three
slashes and two stab wounds on her back alone. Most were small,
almost trivial. Then his eyes went to her small, dimpled ass,
and all her scars were forgotten. He felt his cock aching to
plunge up inside that perfect little ass. It was time to clean
up.
“Save the water for me.”

“It’s dirty,” she said with a look of disgust.
“I’m too tired to get more,” he said, stripping
off his clothing.
“You are our leader, let other’s do it,” she said,
going to the doorway. She pulled the flap aside and tossed out
the dirty water.
“Willa, more water,” she commanded, holding out
the bucket. Willa took the bucket without a word and walked
off.
“You are more of a leader than I am,” he said
sullenly.
“No, I speak for the leader. I must, you refuse
to speak for yourself.”

“Agreed,” he nodded. He stood, finally naked.

As he waited for the water, many thoughts raced
through Jabur’s head. He suddenly realized that he had not been
much of a leader. He simply led them forward to die. He must
change. But first, an amazingly beautiful young woman awaited
him.
“Let me wash you,” she whispered as she retrieved
the bucket of water. “Lay down,” she commanded, pushing him
back. With an odd smile he stumbled back and laid on the
pillow.
“The last time I saw you bathe, it was in the
river with Nessay. She made love to you. I was so mad when you
went off into the bushes to finish.”
Bandy paused, holding the rag just above his
crotch. “I didn’t want an audience, it was personal,” she
whispered as she rinsed the rag and started his face and neck.
He felt his cock hardening at the memory of that river
incident.
“I wish she was here now,” Jabur said quietly.
“I’d love to watch.”

“I wish she was too,” Bandy said in a tiny voice.
“We’ve been lovers since I was 17.”
As she started on Jabur’s legs, he sat up to
watch. She was so beautiful, so dainty. He grimaced as he saw
the water. She followed his glance and nodded.
“Blood,” she said quietly. “I’ve seen enough
blood to last a lifetime.”
“And I,” he agreed. He grabbed her shoulders and
pulled her over on top of him. Even before he could move, her
mouth sought out his. They kissed passionately, withering on the
furs. His hands went to her small, firm ass. Her hands were
everywhere on his body, seeking, massaging, stimulating until he
felt feverish. With shaking hands he rolled her over so she
rested on her back on the furs. He cupped one breast in his
hand, while he stimulated the nipple of the other. She was very
responsive. She withered beneath his hands, gasping for breath
as she looked up at him with an adoring gaze. He leaned down and
captured her right nipple in his lips. He sucked and strummed
the nipple, enjoying her violent response. She held his head in
place and massaged his hair, as he sucked like a babe feasting on
it’s mother’s milk.
“Oh yes,” she gasped. Jabur slid his spare hand
down to touch her crotch. He first ran his hands through the
pelt of hair above her pussy, then slid it down until it cupped
her warm, sweetly scented lips.
“Oh, oh, eeee,” she squealed, lifting her mound to
meet his hand. He soon found himself holding his hand in place,
while she lifted and humped his hand with her small, delicate
petals. In a moment the smell of sex was strong in the tent. He
knew she was ready.

“Roll over,” he whispered. She knew what he
wanted. She immediately rolled over and rose to her knees. He
first kissed each firm ass cheek, then he cupped her breasts in
his hands while leaning forward and inserting the tip of his cock
between her warm pussy lips. She pushed backward, impaling
herself violently on his rigid member. He again found himself
remaining still while she rode back against him, violently
pummeling his hips with her tight little ass.
A warrior, regardless of sex, could not afford the
luxury of fat. And the few who had it, lost it in a prolonged
battle as the river battles had been. The longest battle they
fought was the first battle, which lasted for over ten hours.
That was a lot of exercise.
Their level of fitness certainly enhanced the
quality of their sexual lives, if the myriad of cuts and bruises
did not interfere.
“Oh yes!” Bandy screamed as she pummeled Jabur
with her hard little ass. He was sliding smoothly in and out of
her sticky little hole. The sound of wet pussy lips grasping his
hard cock was very erotic. The sight of one of the most
beautiful women in the village, down on her hands and knees
before him, was even more erotic. Jabur knew this first time
would not last long. The feeling of her firm little cones in his
hands was wonderful. They were so hard and hot. He tried to
stimulate her nipples with his thumbs, but it was not easy as she
bounced forward and back.
The way the bed swayed helped maintain their
tempo. The bed was constructed of sticks and rawhide, covered
with furs. The looseness of the rawhide straps allowed the bed
to sway easily beneath their weight.
“Yes, fuck me,” Bandy howled. Jabur heard some
comments, and a little laughter, coming from outside the tent
walls. But it was natural. In a community of tents, the sounds
of sex routinely filtered into to other tents. The sound alone
was usually enough to stimulate other couples into further sexual
acts.

Bandy suddenly stopped, frozen into place. Jabur
felt his hackles rise. He looked around for a sign of danger,
then listened carefully, but heard nothing.
“What’s the matter?” he finally asked.
“No… nothing, nothing at all,” Bandy said in a
strained voice. She again began sliding forward and back, but
this time she did so at a more sedate pace. She occasionally
slid back against him and wiggled a little to get more
penetration, before she slid off him again. Her moans were
lower, more controlled. Her tempo was more sedate.
“Are you all right?” he asked again in
concern.
“Wonderful,” she gasped, allowing her head to hang
down. She rocked gently against him. He began ramming his cock
savagely into her pussy, as he felt his balls beginning to burn.
He knew his time was near. It was only seconds now before…
“Oh yes,” he hissed. He redoubled his attack on
her sweet little pussy. Mashing her ass cheeks in his hands, he
pounded away until the orgasm struck like a dam bursting.

“Ahhheee,” he howled, vibrating against her tiny
ass, with his cock pressed hard against her ass cheeks for better
penetration. It felt wonderful, heavenly. The moist heat of her
pussy was fantastic.
She waited patiently as he emptied he contents of
his balls into her moist flesh. She looked back and smiled,
waiting for him to wilt behind her. Finally he stopped jerking
and pulled out reluctantly. He looked at her with shame.
“I’m sorry,” he said.
“For what? I will simply have to wait,” she said
with a smile. “Or???”
“Or?” he asked.
“Have you ever seen two women make love?” she
asked with a smile.

“Only you and Nessay.”
“Nessay? Oh yes, her,” Bandy said as if she just
remembered her life long friend and lover. Jabur frowned. He
sat up, looking down at Bandy as she spread out on the bed.
“Women lovers have a problem. It occurs every
month, if you get my meaning.”
“Sure,” Jabur nodded.
“Well that can be very inconvenient. Two women
spend half their lives waiting for the period to end. One week
for one woman, and one week for the other, unless they are lucky
enough to have them at the same times.”
“Yes, yes, I know this,” Jabur said
impatiently.

“You do? Oh well, I am just leading up to a
request. You see there are ways of having sex, even though the
period is upon them. If you will allow me?” she said, climbing
back to her hands and knees. She turned Jabur over on his left
side. He looked at her quizzically, while she straddled his body
and rested her tiny pussy on his right hip. Then, as he rested,
she rode gently forward and back on his hip.
“That feel kind of nice,” Jabur agreed. He felt
her wetness on his hip. It was hot and pleasing.
“It’s wonderful,” Bandy moaned with her eyes
closed. She rode that way for several minutes before she began
to increase her pace. Her breathing came rapidly, her efforts
more urgent. It took only a moment for Bandy to grab his rib
cage and ride herself to her own violent orgasm. She cried out
in a restrained voice, moaning and biting her lips, until her
orgasm faltered and ended.
“Oh, Jabur, that was wonderful,” she sighed,
leaning forward and kissing him soundly. “It’s the best sex I’ve
had in a hundred years,” she gave him a sly smile.
“Right,” he said sarcastically. Bandy’s face went
through several changes, then she fell to the furs in complete
exhaustion.
“Are you alright?” he leaped forward to sit her
up.

“THAT BITCH, THAT EVIL OLD BITCH!” Bandy
screamed.
“What are you talking about?” he asked, concerned
over her sanity.
“That old witch shared my body with me while we
made love,” Bandy said in outrage. “I’ll yank every hair out of
that old cow’s head,” she screamed, jumping to her feet. She
stormed out of the tent starting an uproar. She jumped back into
the tent and picked up her clothing. With a sheepish expression
she began dressing.
“That sneaky old witch,” Jabur said with a new
respect for her powers. “Maybe I should talk to her as well.
That gives me an idea.”
“GENERAL, GENERAL!” Willa said, running into the
tent.
“What is it, Willa?” Willa looked from Bandy, who
was still dressing, to Jabur.

“Spies have infiltrated the camp. The water is
poisoned,” she said, looking at the bloody bucket.
“Don’t worry, we didn’t drink any,” Jabur said
shyly. “Empty the wagon and have somebody get more. Send them
upstream, I don’t want blood in it.”
“I… I already have,” she said, looking down at
Jabur’s nakedness. She smiled sheepishly and left. But she left
the distinct impression that she would like to be next in line.
Jabur would remember that. Willa was a strong, and not overly
beautiful, woman, but she was very sexy.
“I need food,” Jabur said as he dressed. He left
the tent, only to find that the cooked food had been poisoned by
the water. It had all been dumped.
“Blast this,” Jabur suddenly yelled.
“What?” Willa said from the rock where she had
begun sharpening her sword.

“I said blast this. And blast Ladax while you’re
at it. He couldn’t lead a sing-along.”
“He is the general of the armies,” she pointed out
as she continued sharpening her sword.
“Why?”
“Huh?
“Why? Why is he the general of the armies? Who
appointed him to that position?”
“His father, and his father before him. The
position has been passed down since the dark times.”

“What if I don’t recognize that authority? What
if I promote myself to general of my own army?”
“You can’t do that?” she snorted.
“I can and I will,” Jabur said, tossing down the
branch he was holding. “Get the army ready for action, we are
succeeding from the Neve battalion as of now. I’m going to see
Rush,” he said, stalking off toward the high mound in the center
of the battalion.
Jabur was coated with mud from his knees down, as
he climbed the hill where the Neve command resided. Jabur saw
Rush looking off toward the Sachan army. She suddenly turned and
looked at Jabur. Ladax also turned. His face clouded with
anger. Her’s turned red in embarassment.
“Get back to your place,” Ladax said with a
haughty look.
“Go to hell, moron. I’m here to see Mother
Rush.”

“Get out!” Ladax screamed, grabbing the hilt of
his knife.
“Pull that knife and I’ll kill you,” Jabur said
between clenched teeth. “Somebody should have done that long
ago, it would have saved thousands of Neve lives. Rush, I’m here
to discuss that plan, which our moronic General decided to scrap.
Can you get me Shinys?”
“Oh course,” she nodded.
“No!” Ladax yelled.
“I’ve had about enough of you,” Jabur said, half
pulling his sword.
“Go to sleep,” Rush said, waving her hand at the
back of Ladax’s head. He slumped to the ground. They ignored
him, allowing him to lay in the mud.

“He serves his purpose,” Mother Rush shrugged
apologetically.
“The Shinys?”
“On their way,” she pointed to several dozen
riderless Shinys.
“Oh, I’ll need more bowmen,” he gasped slipping
and sliding as he ran down the hill. “Thanks,” he called, waving
over his shoulder.
“You are welcome,” she whispered. The sound of
her voice reverberated in his head. “And you didn’t disappoint
me,” she whispered only to herself.

Sixty-seven golden Shinys filled the skies over
the Neve lines with bowmen and women sitting astride their backs.
At the suggestion of one female warrior, each carried a full
quiver of arrows, and a leather pouch filled with fist-sized
rocks. The rocks had been her idea. An arrow can be deflected
by a metal shield, a rock would flatten the shield and the
warrior beneath it.

The leader of the Sachans showed his fearlessness
by hiding at the rear of his lines in a bright glowing red tent.
He was daring spies to infiltrate his lines and destroy him,
knowing full well that it was impossible, and also knowing that
they would try. He had not planned on an aerial assault. The
Sachans did not live in Mother Trees, so they had no Shinys. The
aerial attack was a complete surprise, and brought about utter
chaos, especially when the Shinys hovered over the bright red
tent. Jabur smiled through clenched teeth as he saw the people
milling below, suddenly intent on protecting their leader. Jabur
raised his right arm, then lowered it with a jerk in the motion
for attack. Sixty-six screaming arrows rocketed toward the red
tent and the milling masses around it. Dozens feel. Even at
their great height, they could hear the screams of pain and
horror. The glint of hastily raised shields nearly blinded
them.
“Rocks,” Jabur screamed. He shouldered his own
bow and dug three large rocks from his bag. He raised his arm
high and dropped it, releasing his rock. He nearly lost his
seating as he tried to follow the trajectory of the rock by
leaning over the side. With an embarrassed start, he grabbed the
saddle and dropped the other two rocks by accident.
More screams of horror and pain filtered up to
them. Suddenly the entire encampment began to run. They ran
without food, shelter, or weapons. They simply ran in complete
horror, not knowing where they ran too, or how they would
survive. A wave of movement on the Neve side of the river
signaled the attack of the ground forces. The camp was mainly
empty, but the Neve warriors took the opportunity to burn and
pillage the Sachan encampment. After one more hour, the Sachans
were scattered, weaponless, and destitute. Sachan hunting
parties began spontaneously in the nearby Neve Mother Trees.
Hundreds of Sachans were hunted down and slaughtered, the females
placed in bonds.
The Sachan empire was broken. After centuries of
war, fear, and loss, the Sachans were no longer a threat.

Jabur led his Shiny down to the mound where Mother
Rush and General Ladax stood watching. Smoke poured in black
columns from the Sachan encampment on the far side of the river,
rising high up into the sky and partially blocking the sun.
“You are missing out on all the treasure,” Ladax
snarled.

“My own troops will look out for my best
interests,” Jabur smiled. “I expect a female slave or two out of
this engagement,” he added as he approached Rush and squeezed her
arm.
“It looks like the people have a new General,”
Rush smiled, looking from Jabur to Ladax.
“Hardly,” Ladax growled.
“A General can be elected or reelected after a
great winning battle,” Rush reminded him. “Shall we hold the
election now, or will you step down?” she asked with a twinkle in
her eyes.
Ladax cursed under his breath and stalked off.
“The Sachans are beaten, there is no longer a need
for a General,” Jabur said, although he stood a little
taller.

“Oh, but there is. One benefit of being a witch,
is the ability to see the future. There will be a need, General
Jabur.”
“We will see,” Jabur said in a patronizing
manner.
“Yes we will,” she said smugly, “and one of those
female slaves is mine,” she added, with a sly sideward
glance.

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I met Nancy at the bar where we both worked. It wasn’t long after we met that we became intimate. We
never had a serious relationship, we pretty much just used each other as someone to have sex with. There
weren’t any strings and because Nancy and I got along so well, the sex was always terrific.

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Because we were always honest about our relationship being primarily sexual, we were able to be sexually
adventuresome in ways that I think a lot of couples in serious relationships can’t be. I was never
embarrassed about asking her if she wanted to try something and she wasn’t shy about asking me either. If
either one of us said no, it was no big deal. Consequently, we’d had sex in public places (the best was on a
hotel balcony in the middle of the afternoon) and occasional threesomes with both men and women.

We were both working one night. The bar was incredibly crowded, and I didn’t see Nancy for sometimes
hours on end. But when I would catch glimpses of her through the crowd, she was spending a lot of time
with this one couple in the back of the club. Once, while she was serving drinks to them, I saw her point my
way and the other woman turned to look at me. I smiled and waved, somewhat curious as to what Nancy
was up to.

About a half hour later, I stepped out back to take a cigarette break. Within a couple seconds, Nancy joined
me. “Are you feeling energetic tonight?” She asked slyly.

“What?” I asked. “And who’s the couple you pointed me out to?”

“Their names are Bill and Shauna. They’re from out of town.”

“Oh,” I said. “You know them?”

“Never met them before tonight. But they’re a young couple on the prowl and invited me to come home
with them.”

“Really,” I said, smiling. “Am I sleeping alone tonight, then?”

“Not if you don’t want to,” Nancy said. “They want you to come as well. They seem nice and it seems like
fun. You interested?”

“Sure. Let me talk to Jim and see if we can get out of here early.”

We finished our cigarettes and went back into the bar. Nancy went to go tell Bill and Shauna that we were
interested. I went to find Jim, the bar manager. He wasn’t too happy about Nancy and my leaving a little
early, but after I promised him a double shift the next weekend, he said we could go.

Bill, Shauna, Nancy and I hailed a cab back to Bill and Shauna’s hotel. We chatted along the way and
Nancy was right: they were a nice couple. They were in town for business and only ever did anything like
this when they were out of town. Shauna was very nice looking, so it didn’t much matter to me why or
when they liked to get into group scenes.

We got back to their hotel room and shared a couple drinks from the mini-bar. We stood around and talked
for a few moments and then I slid my hands around Shauna’s body. She tilted her face up to meet mine and
we passionately kissed. I laughed to myself as I watched Nancy and Bill. They had only kissed for a
minute before Nancy dropped to her knees and started sucking on Bill’s cock. Nancy’s always been
forward.

Shauna, not wanting to be outdone by Nancy, slipped down onto the floor in front of me. She undid my belt
and jeans and pulled them to the floor. I stepped out of them as she fished my hard dick out of my boxers.
She took it into her mouth and slid her wet lips up and down the length of my dick.

The next thing I knew, Bill had grabbed Nancy by the head and was shoving his cock into her moth. He
was grunting and moaning with every thrust. Nancy was jerking him off into her mouth and, by her sounds
of pleasure, I knew she was having a good time. Shauna stopped sucking me to stand up and tear off her
clothes. Then she jumped onto the bed, spreading her legs and telling me to eat her pussy.

Bill pulled Nancy up and moved her over to the bed next to Shauna as I ate out his wife’s pussy. Nancy lay
down on her back and Bill set up shop right at Nancy’s juicy twat. Within seconds, both girls were showing
their appreciation for our pussy-eating by moaning with delight. They both came at about the same time:
first was Nancy and then Shauna climaxed all over my face.

Nancy then demanded that Bill fuck her. He wasn’t going to say no, so he grabbed a condom from the
nightstand and put it on. He mounted her, missionary position, and started thrusting his hard cock into her
wet hole. I also grabbed a condom and put it on. Shauna said that she liked to do it from behind, so I
flipped her over onto her hands and kneed before I plunged my hard cock into her pussy.

After a few minutes of vigorous pounding, I could sense that Bill was about to cum. He was grinding
harder and harder onto Nancy’s cunt with slower and stronger thrusts. With a loud groan, he pushed into
her and held the base of his cock against her clit. Nancy shuddered as Bill shot his load into her.

I increased the pace of my fucking Bill’s wife, and she started pushing back against every thrust. I was
close to the edge, and I knew Shauna was too. I licked my thumb and as I sawed into her pussy, positioned
it at the rosebud of her asshole. I slowly worked it into her ass as I pounded her tight cunt. When she said
she was cumming, I couldn’t hold back and shot my load deep in her pussy.

We spent the rest of the night fucking each other’s brains out. Shauna wanted Bill to fuck her pussy while I
fucked her ass, and we were only too happy to do that with her. When Nancy and I left the next morning,
we were both completely exhausted. I took Nancy back to her apartment and crashed there. We had a slow
casual fuck before we collapsed and fell asleep.

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       My name is Randy, my wife is Jill. This story is how we made our lives exciting and probably saved our marriage. We had been married almost 8 yrs now and our sex life was dull at best. Jill was not very open about sex and sometimes she even acted as if it were dirty and disgusting. When I tried to talk about it and give her ideas, to get her to open up a bit, she would get mad and accuse me of not loving her the way she was.

     One day she was shopping at the mall and she saw a young woman being followed be several young men. She noticed that every now and then, the girl would stop and bend over or raise a leg or stretch across something. When she did this it would expose the slit between her legs.

     My wife, being just a little naive, confronted the young lady and said, “every time you bend over, your female parts are being exposed to all.”

     The young girl replied, “That is the whole idea.”

     Jill was astonished and asked, “What do you mean, you are doing that on purpose.”

      The girl responded, “It makes me hot to know other men are looking at me.”

     Jill just stood there for a few minutes and thought about it. At first she thought, how can anyone be turned on by something like that? But as she was thinking about it she felt her pussy starting to get wet as it started to throb. Not something she was familiar with.

     Now Jill was a very attractive woman in her mid thirties. She was tall with very long legs. Her breasts were large and shapely. Her only problem was she was so conservative about her body. Even though she kept her body hidden she still turned a lot of heads.

     Jill started following this girl around the mall and watched. The more she watched the hotter she became. She found herself getting so worked up watching the young men watched the girl expose herself, that she had to leave and go home.

     Luckily for me I was home when she arrived. She had hardly set her purse down when she said, “I want you to fuck me right now” and she headed to the bedroom. She did not have to ask me twice, although I did think it was a bit out of character for her. But I was not going to complain. I walked into the bedroom and she was already naked as she grabbed me by the belt and pulled me to the bed. She undid my pants and threw them to the floor. She grabbed my hard cock, with eager force, and shoved it in her mouth.

     I could not believe how she was acting, but I liked it, it was so exciting I could not hold back as I exploded into her mouth. She sucked every last drop from my cock, which was a first for her, she always said it was gross and would make her vomit.

     She then grabbed my head and shoved it between her legs and began fucking my face with her wet pussy. I had never seen her so wet. Within a few minutes of my tongue licking up and down her dripping wet slit, she shot her sweet juices into my waiting mouth.

     We lay together for a few minutes and I asked her what had gotten into her at the mall. She sat up and asked me if I knew what an exabitionist was?

     I said, “Yes, why do you ask that?”

     She told me what happened at the mall and how horny and wet it made her.

     “Come on,” I said. I took her to the computer and pulled up a site that had erotic stories and clicked on exabitionist. I told her to go ahead and read some of these stories. I left her naked and alone at the computer. I grabbed a cold beer from the fridge and sat down in my easy chair.

     A couple of hours went by and she was still intensely reading at the computer. I had to do a double take as I looked at her and saw her legs slightly spread. I could tell her shoulder muscles were moving, but I was in the wrong spot to see anything. I moved without her noticing and saw her fingers rubbing her clit. She must have been doing this for awhile as I saw cum dripping off her fingers. I silently sat back and watched my lovely wife finger herself into a hard and explosive orgasm.

     Watching her had made my dick very hard as I watched her continue fingering herself. She just kept reading and rubbing her wet pussy with more and more aggression. I got so turned on watching her and wondering what she was thinking about that I started stroking my hard cock as she rubbed her clit in circles and slid her finger in her tight wet pussy.

      She began rubbing vigorously and moaning, then her body convulsed and tightened as she shot her juice all over the wall in front of her. She turned her head and saw and saw me stroking my hard shaft.

     In one smooth swift motion, she was straddling my cock with her dripping wet pussy. She drove my cock into her waiting hole as far as it would go. Her pussy was so wet as she pumped my cock for all it was worth. Her pussy made slurping noises as it slammed to my balls. She squeezed her cunt muscles as she fucked my cock and that took me over the top as I shot my hot cum deep into her throbbing pussy.

     She stayed sitting on my cock for a while, I had to ask what all of this was about. She said, “The feeling I got at the mall turned me on so much and I have never felt so hot before.”

     I asked her if she would like to do what the young woman was doing at the mall?

     She asked, “What do you mean, I could never do anything like that.”

     “Why not?” I said. “If it excites you so much and you do not do it, look at all the great pleasure you will be missing. What if I went with you to the mall and followed you, like the other guys? It would be like role playing, just try it once and if it doesn’t’ work for you, don’t do it again.”

     Jill said, “Ok, I will try it, but you promise to stay with me?”

     “Of course I will, I wouldn’t miss it, we just had our best sex ever.” I replied.

     The next day we went to the mall and man did Jill look hot. She dressed very sexy in a short mini skirt and crotch less panties. A very low cut blouse, which exposed, a lot of her very large breasts. She was obviously feeling it as her large dime sized nipples were hard and quite visible.

     It wasn’t long before I noticed a half dozen guys following her and she was really strutting her stuff. I faded back a little so I could see all the action. It was hot and so was she. I was also discovering that I liked to watch my hot wife turn on other guys. It was exciting to see them turned on by her and knowing she was going home with me. It was kind of comical watching these guys try to hide there hard dicks every time she would walk away between shows. A few of them even ducked into the bathroom at times.

     This went on for several months every weekend. Our sex life was never better. Then one weekend I told her I was going to be late getting there, but not to worry, I would make it. I was 2 hrs late getting there but I figured she would be easy to find. I walked down one side of the mall and did not see her. I thought that maybe she went to the ladies room. There was one particular restroom she would use because she said it was the cleanest. I walked down the hallway and stood outside the ladies room for a few minutes. She did not come out so I decided to use the men’s room and then check the food court.

     I walked into the men’s room, as I stood in front of the urinal, I heard a moaning sound coming from the handicap stall. I looked down and saw several pairs of feet, all with pants around there ankles. I just had to see what was going on. I pictured some guys having a circle jerk. I looked through the crack in the door and was in instant shock as to what I saw. There were four men with there pants down to there ankles and two of them had there hard cocks in there hands. One was having his cock sucked by my wife and the other was ramming his thick cock into her pussy as she was bent over the toilet. At first my body froze and I could not move a muscle. It was shocking to see Jill doing this as she was always so timid in the bedroom. At first I felt angry but when I saw the pure pleasure on her face as she was sucking and fucking excitement came over me and my dick started getting very hard.

     I watched the thick cock, pumping in and out of her wet pussy, covered with her cum as her mouth sucked vigorously on the cock in front of her. Two more were waiting and stroking there hard cocks as they watched her beautiful body being fucked at both ends. My cock started to throb and got harder than it ever did before. Because I loved her so much it was exciting to see all the pleasure she was having and I new she would come home with me. These were just toys for her to play with and have some fun.

     The cock in her mouth started pumping faster and faster until he shot his load of hot sticky cum deep into her throat as she swallowed every drop and then she licked her lips clean of any cum left over. As he pulled away from her mouth one of the other cocks that had been stroking quickly filled her waiting hungry mouth.

     The thick cock in her pussy began to swell and she felt it’s hot cum shot into her waiting cunt. This sent Jill into a wild orgasm as she pumped her ass hard against the spewing cock. She came so hard she squeezed her pussy so tight that it pushed the cock out and it continued to dump his white hot load onto the crack of her ass.

     As soon as he pulled away the fourth man shoved his cock into her throbbing wet hole all the way to his balls. This cock was almost ready to explode as soon as it entered her tight wet pussy. He slammed into her harder and harder making her scream in pure ecstasy as he filled her hot honey hole full of his thick juice.

     That was too much for the cock in her mouth as she could feel it swelling and then with a hard thrust into her throat the cock exploded into her swallowing throat. As she felt the load of cum hit the back of her throat she began a long hard orgasm that caused her to squirt her sweet pussy juice all over the cock behind her as her mouth swallowed every last drop of cum she could suck out of the shaft.

     As they all picked up and left, my wife just stayed in position licking the cum off her lips. She then said, “Leave the door open honey, I know you are there, I saw your feet outside the door the whole time. You were way to late getting here. Now, I want you to get in here and suck my clit and put your finger in my wet hole, until I am done cumming on your face. Then you can fuck my pussy with your hard cock.

     Again, she didn’t have to say it twice as I dove right in and started licking and sucking on her hard clit as my finger dove deep into her throbbing pussy. As wave after wave of pleasure shot through her body, she started screaming as my tongue circled her clit and then my lips engulfed the hard knob as she had at least 3 orgasms one after the other. Each harder and more intense than the one before. I quickly shoved my cock into her spasming pussy as I was about to explode. I shot the biggest load of cum into my wife’s dripping cunt, it poured out as my cock rammed into her deeper.

     We continued to have many adventures and have never been happier. We have set rules though that we always have to be together. I never showed up late again and she has learned much more, but that is another chapter.

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