Robin Hood

All of my stories include descriptions of sex scenes that could cause offence to some people. Please do not read this story if you are offended by perverse sexual material, or if you are under the legal age of consent for your own country. These stories are pure fiction and are not based on anyone living or deceased.

This is the story of how dangerous it is meeting people you only know through contact on the internet. You will hear how I meet Robin and he takes me deep into the forest to meet his merry men, where because I was not a willing participant, they made Marion.

I get myself dressed in a sensible long burgundy skirt, and a black jumper with a vee neck that showed off just a little cleavage. The last thing I want to do is to look tarty or cheap. One last look in the mirror. Yes I'll do. My brother was sat in the lounge of the mobile home we shared and as I came out,
Not bad for a big sis. Are you sure you don't want me to come with you?
No thanks. I'm sure I'll be ok. I'm a big girl now.
I pat my cat on the head.
Bye Jessie.
As I leave our drive through the big iron gates, I wonder what this man will be like.

I'm a school teacher, and I look after twenty-eight small children in a little school. As my little red Corsa makes its way through the windy roads of the Mendips, I begin to question my decision to meet this man on my own. He was a guy I'd met on the internet, a couple of years younger than me, but we'd hit it off talking on MSN. I was nervous; of course I always was when I met someone for the first time, especially alone. But he gave me all the signs of being genuine and we were meeting in a pub. So there was no real cause to be afraid.

Well too late now, here's the Black Boar, and I'm rolling into the car-park. God! That must be him; it's the only red FreeLander in the car park. He is sitting up there so high, and god is he handsome. Now he's recognised my car, and he's getting out. Now he's at floor level, he's smaller than I'd expected, which is good, as I'm not tall myself. He's only slightly built, with short hair. Well this is it, I open my door, and he is walking towards me.

Hi. You have to be Marion. Boy this feels strange.
Yes that's me, so I guess you're Robin. But why strange?
Meeting you in the flesh, well not exactly in the flesh, but face to face at last. And I was right; you do have such a pretty face.
Ok enough with the flattery, we're not talking on MSN now.
Sorry, but even though this is our first meeting, I feel like I know you.
That's ok, but don't take that as a signal that you can get too familiar.
Ok, I'll behave myself. It's obvious you're a school teacher; you know how to put someone in their place. Well can I treat you to a meal?
I'm not sure, but I could definitely use a drink.

We go inside and his conversation is light and frivolous, with no sense of urgency or pressure. This, and the two drinks I've just downed, give me the confidence to take this meeting to its next level. After all, I've been talking about sexual acts with this man for some weeks now, and the idea of this meeting was to satisfy my aching pussy.
Ok you smooth talking bastard, I think you'd better get me back to your den of iniquity before I have too much to drink. More to the point I want to see if you can live up to your late night promises.
Well if you're sure you want to go through with this, I'm ready when you are.

So minutes later, we're both in his big 4 x 4 bowling our way around the narrow country lanes. We are travelling away from my native territory, and soon I'm travelling down roads that I don't recognise. But I feel confident that he knows where he's going. Then we turn-off the tarmac roads, and start bouncing our way along a very narrow bumpy cart track.
Where the hell do you live? In the middle of a forest?
Yes.
Really? This isn't just a short cut to somewhere?
No. My house is at least five miles as the crow flies from any other building. And the tracks through this forest confuse the most ardent of walkers, with their stupid little ordnance survey maps. We get them wandering around lost all the time.

Jokingly I said,
So I guess once you've got me to your place, there'll be no point in me trying to escape?
None at all. What with the marshes and quick sand around here, you'd be lucky to be alive tomorrow morning.
Well at the time I thought I was joking, but as the old saying goes, 'Many a true word spoken in jest.'
I gave a half hearted laugh.
Ha Ha. You are joking I hope?
No not really. But you've no need to worry, I'll take you back as soon as I've got that little pussy of yours purring.
I blushed, but let his remark go without comment.

Is it much further?
Well not in miles, but the path gets trickier ahead, so it'll take us about another ten minutes.
Jesus! It gets worse than this?
Just then we came to what looked like a small clearing, with two more tracks leading from it. But we took off into what looked like blind trees. There was a track, but it was so overgrown, branches lashed against the sides of his Land Rover. The ground below us was just a quagmire of muddy water.
Ok so you were right. Don't tell me you have to use this track every day to go to work and back?

Don't be silly, I don't live out here. This is an old hunting lodge; I use it with some friends of mine when we go shooting.
So why aren't we going to your house?
Well somehow, I don't think my wife would get on to well with you.
WIFE? You told me you were single.
I told you lots of things, but that doesn't mean they were true.

I instinctively reached for the door handle, but it had no effect. There must be some master control he'd switched off. But even if I'd been able to open the door and get out, how or where would I run to?
You Bastard!
What's wrong?
You lied to me.
Fucking hell, don't tell me you've been honest about everything you've told me?
I've never lied to you.
So that means you're coming here to be fucked?
I blushed again.
Well yes.
So what's changed, you didn't expect me to commit to getting married to you first did you?
No but...
But nothing. We'll have a good time, and then I'll take you back to the pub. Where's the problem?

I didn't reply, I just sat there feeling somehow cheated, but he was right, what difference did it make him being married? Now ahead I saw a clearing, but there were five big 4 x 4's of various makes parked around in front of a wooden lodge. The smoke was billowing from the chimney, and the lights were burning bright from all the windows.
That's good, they've got the fire already lit for us, and it'll be nice and warm in there.
THEY? WHO THE HELL ARE THEY? THIS ISN'T WHAT I AGREED TO.
Don't get your knickers in a twist, nobody's gonna harm you.

We pulled to a stop, and both doors opened, he jump from his side, and I climbed down from mine. He walked around to the front, and stood holding his hand out to me. I stood there looking back at the deep rutted muddy quagmire or a track that we just arrived by. All around were marsh and scrub land, and I thought about the quicksand he mentioned. I wanted to run, but I knew it was impossible.
Well are you going to try your luck, or are you coming in to meet my friends?

You're lying bastard, and I'd never have left the pub if I'd known.
Don't get so worked up, I'm only going to make one of your fantasies come to life for you, you should be grateful.
One of my fantasies? What do you mean?
Come-on inside, you don't want to spoil the surprise. Come-on we won't hurt you.
Ok, but remember I know who you are, and I told my brother who I was meeting.
Well you know one of my identities. But anyway, you've got nothing to worry about, you'll be back home tomorrow night, with nothing more than a sore pussy and arse, and you can get your brother to rub them both with some cream.
Pack that in. I won't have you saying things like that.

I've had enough of what you will or won't have; you're the one taking orders from now on. So get your fucking arse in that cabin before I get the hunting dogs out here to round you up. And if you're thinking of running, they'll have you surrounded before you get fifty yards. Now fucking move it.
The tone of his voice was intimidating, and I immediately started making my way towards him. As soon as I was near, his arm went around my shoulder, and he was calm and pleasant again.
That's better; you know we're just going to have fun with you.

He walked me up to the big front door, and in we went.
Whoa!
The door opened into a large room, with a big log fire blazing away in a stone fireplace. Sat around on old armchairs and sofas were seven men. Not all young, the oldest one must have been getting on for my dads age. They all had drinks in their hands, and as the door opened, they all turned to face us.
Ok guys, the main attraction has arrived, and I don't think she's quite as confident as she used to be on the net.

The door was shut behind me, and I was walked to the area in front of the fire place. There were various remarks being made about my personal appearance, mostly complimentary, even if crude and cheeky.
Well Marion my little sex bomb, I hope you're on the pill.
Look, I told you I'd only agree to sex, if you're wearing a condom.
But as I've just told you, you're the one taking orders from now on. And if you think we're pissing around with rubber wellies (rubber hunting boots) on our dicks, then you're very much mistaken.
But that was what we'd agreed. And it was supposed to be just us two; there was never any mention of any more men getting involved.

You're not very bright for a school teacher, hasn't it sunk in yet? What you agreed has nothing to do with what you're gonna get. Over the past few months, we've took it in turns to talk to you on line. Sometimes on our own, sometimes, with up to five of us on line with you at the same time. So we know all your little fantasies, even the things that you are curious about, but say you're not sure you'd dare to try. Well tonight Marion, is your night, your going to try everything you've ever mentioned, and maybe a few more ideas, that you've never even heard of. So its up to you whether you resist, or go with the flow, either way, makes no difference to us. You can't escape. You can make as much noise as you want. And you haven't got a fucking clue where you are, or who you're with. So if you're stupid enough to visit a police station after we've finished with you, all you'll succeed in doing is letting a load of hairy arsed PC plods spread your legs for you, and gaup at the cum running from your cunt and arse. So my dear, are you stripping off for us? Or do we have to strip you?

Look Robin, I thought you were my friend.
I'm not Robin, that was a name we made-up between all of us. And I am your friend. All I want is a friendly fuck.
Please, I know you've got me trapped, and I was stupid to come with you, but if I go along with letting you all fuck me, will you at least wear condoms? I've got some with me, so long as you don't all want too many goes at me.
Ok then, we're all reasonable guys. You get stripped off, and start by giving us all a blow job?

After what he had been suggesting, this seemed like I'd got through to him, and he was human after all, so I jumped at the chance before he changed his mind.
Oh yes! I'll blow all of you, and while I'm blowing one, the rest can play with me or finger me wherever they want.
What do you say lads, are we ok with that?
To my relief there was a general round of approval from the men.
Ok Marion, looks like they're happy to let you strip off for them, shall I put some music on for you to get down to?
You can, but don't expect a professional striptease.

He put the CD player on, and I began taking off my clothes, moving as I went, but I was so nervous, I don't think I made a very good job of it. Gradually as bare flesh became visible, the hands began reaching towards me, and I felt their fingers stroking my skin. Now I was down to my bra and knickers, I had maybe four men, stood-up forming a tight circle around me. Their hands were exploring every part of my body. As my bra came off, I had two mouths clamping like limpets to my nipples, sucking and nibbling. I couldn't get my knickers down past my waist, as I was unable to stoop with the men so close to me. But my knickers came down all the same, one of the men made sure of that.

Now I was naked, my legs were pulled open, and fingers probed both my arse and pussy. Still being fingered, I was pulled across to where a man was seated, and as I was taken down to my knees, bringing my mouth to his dick, I could now see he was naked. Most of the men were stripping themselves as they fumbled with my body. I took this semi-hard dick to my lips, and soon had a rampant throbbing monster pulsing in my mouth. Fingers were ramming both my pussy and arse, and my nipples were on fire with the nibbling and tweaking they were getting. My pussy had started throbbing, and the earlier fear had subsided. Gradually I began to enjoy the overload of attention my body was receiving.

My head was pulled from the first mans dick, and an already hard member was thrust into my mouth. Which one I had was immaterial to me, and I just kept sucking and massaging the new shaft I'd been given. I could feel the pulsing in my pussy getting stronger, and I began to think an orgasm can't be far away. Then the fingers pulled out, and my pussy was in a kind of limbo, like a dog panting after it has retrieved and dropped it stick for its master, and is waiting for it to be thrown again. My pussy panted and waited to be satisfied by the next fingers.

Then I felt the big bell-end of a dick, and as it touched my lips, they parted, welcoming it in.
Agg agg agg agg.
I tried in vain to shout back asking if he'd got a condom on, but my head was firmly held onto the other mans dick. So now the man behind me was up my pussy thrusting for all he was worth. And although I somehow knew he hadn't got a condom on, I was powerless to stop him. But worse was that I was powerless to stop my pussy from giving him the impression that I was enjoying it!

My body was being worked from every conceivable angle, and I knew an orgasm was inevitable, and it would be upon me pretty soon. Oh no, he's coming to his vinegar strokes, and I can't stop myself. Oh yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Ah god! Fucking hell was that good. He pumped every last drop of his cum deep up inside me, and my pussy exploded, flooding juice everywhere. Oh god was that good; never mind what my sensible head was thinking, my pussy really needed that fucking.

The man in my mouth withdrew his dick, and I expected my head to be pulled to another man, but no, I was now manoeuvred across the floor. One of them was already on his back, and I was led across, and positioned astride him. I didn't resist as they lowered me down, and my pussy slid onto his mighty shaft. Then I had a dick pushed to my mouth, and as he started fucking my face, I settled down for another fucking session.

But someone was fingering my arse, and not just with one finger! As his fingers pulled out I could feel his dick pushing hard at my bottom. The fingering had lubricated my hole, and it didn't take much force by this big dick, to open it back up, and allow it to ease its way in. Now I've been fucked in the pussy loads of times, and fucked in the arse just a few, but never before at the same time. I've obviously seen it on porno, and mused with the idea of having a go, but I'd always expected it to be on my own terms, and done gently. Not being forced to take three big dicks at the same time, and all delivered as though there wasn't a moment to loose.

So even though I was by now well and truly turned on, this rough pounding was still unnerving me. But as they fucked relentlessly on, without a care as to my feelings, my tension and anger melted, and my pussy started to work its magic. I'd got three dicks, two mouths on my nipples, and I don't know how many hands everywhere around my naked body. How could I possibly not start working towards another orgasm? But now to my disappointment, the man in my pussy and the one in my arse, both started cuming within seconds of each other. But I'd only just got over my anger, at being forced into this situation, so my orgasm was only just like storm clouds on the horizon.

The man got up off my back, and I was pulled up off the man on the floor, but only to be lowered back down onto the man whose dick I'd just been sucking. This time, I was expecting the dick to start probing my arse, and sure enough, he was there, pumping his big hard length deep into me. Another man had given me his dick to suck on, and the action recommenced. But this time I was resigned to my fate, and already partially worked up. So before they were ready to cum, my pussy was reaching meltdown, and although I had already had several minor flutters, I was struggling to hold my major explosion until I detected them on their final approach.

Well I succeeded, and as I felt the man up my arse quicken his pace, I let my senses go wild. My pussy was in spasms, clamping the dick as it was on it's withdraw stroke, squeezing the cum from his mighty shaft. And the tightening of my pussy automatically drew the flesh, giving the dick up my arse the same treatment. Without realising, I'd also begun sucking the dick in my mouth, like my life depended on it. Well to say that was a great fuck would be an understatement; it was like no fuck I've ever known. And judging by the three men, I don't thing any of them would disagree.

So as they all slumped down exhausted, was I allowed to rest for giving such an exceptional performance? What do you think? There were three more men pumping their dicks in and out before my pussy had stopped pulsing. And my body had started working its way to another climax, but this one did not prove to be so outstanding, though never the less pleasant. This kind of treatment went on without any pause, well not for me anyway, for over an hour and a half! When they did eventually tell me I could have a breather, I just slumped down on the sofa, totally naked, not attempting to cover up at all. I had spunk dribbling from both my pussy and arse, and streaks of it all over my body. I'd swallowed god knows how much, and how much was still in my womb looking for eggs to fertilise I have no idea.

Someone brought me a drink, and I took a swig, then about had a coughing fit, as I was not used to whisky.
Cough Cough Cough Cough. Oh god! I didn't realise it was whisky. No thanks. I never drink spirits.
Get it down you; you'll need a bit of Dutch courage soon.
What do you mean? I thought you'd finished with me.
"What ever gave you that idea? The night is still young, and we haven't seen the limits that pussy of yours will go to yet.
No please, no more. I've let you all fuck me in what ever way you wanted, please take me back now.

Do you want this drink? If not we might as well get you started on your next fantasy.
No. I won't do it what ever it is you've got planned.
Then two men carried a low wooden table, maybe 30 cm high & wide, and about a metre long, and placed it in the middle of the floor, about where we'd just been fucking.
Ok, but I'm sure a few glasses of this would make it easier for you.
I'm not doing it. I'm not. I'll fucking scratch and kick like a wild animal.
Don't be silly. If you don't get yourself over to that table, and get yourself spread out face down along it, then we'll get the bull-whips, and thrash your fucking hide, until you can't stand-up. So you'll end-up going home, with marks you'll have to try and explain to your mom and dad. But you'll still have given us our little performance. So come-on now, be sensible.

Sob Sob Sob Sob Sob Sob Sob Sob. Please don't make me. Sob Sob Sob Sob Sob Sob Sob Sob.
Dry your eyes, and drink a few of these down.
Sob Sob Sob Sob Sob Sob Sob Sob. I I don't want a drink.
Ok, then lets have you on the table.
He stood there holding out his hand towards me. I got to my feet, and he led me to the table, like a lamb to the slaughter. I was laid face down, and men either side took hold of my arms and legs. I was bound to the legs of this low wooden table in the kneeling position on my hands and knees.

Before I'd heard the dogs being brought in, I'd already guessed that was what I was being prepared for. Now running into the room came two big German Shepard dogs, both with long tongues hanging out and panting away. They wasted no time at all in finding my pussy, and they were both soon lapping away with those big long tongues. Well I suppose I have to admit that sex with dogs is one of my fantasies, I've seen loads of pictures, and a few videos. It fascinated me for a long while, and I've talked to guys on the net about it. But it was one thing, which I never would have had the courage to try.

Well now it was happening, and not in private, but in front of a room full of perverted bastards who'd tricked me out to their hunting lodge. So as with the double fucking, this session started with me being on edge, and not really in the mood to try this out. But also like the double fucking I'd just been given, it didn't take these dogs long to melt away my resistance. Their tongues were so forceful, and also so long, this was a licking like no other licking I'd ever been given.

Although I was bound to the table, at this point it would not have been necessary, as I had now resigned myself to taking my first dog fucking. And in fact, the licking I was getting had got me to the point where I couldn't wait for one of the dogs to mount me. But before either of them started to climb aboard, I had one of the men kneeling himself down in front of my face, with his big hard dick pointing to my mouth. I opened my mouth, but as my hands were tied, I could only suck him, and he was stroking his own shaft. The introduction of his dick into my mouth distracted me momentarily. Because, as he was entering my throat, I now had to concentrate on my breathing.

Then without warning, I felt the big heavy weight land on my back, and the front legs tucking themselves around my waist. Now his pointy dick was stabbing wildly around the tops of my legs. That's it, he's found his mark, and up it goes. I have to say, it's a little disappointing, because it is so little. I'd expected something a lot bigger, going by pictures I'd seen. Shit he's slipped out, and now he's dismounted.

He runs around to where the man is thrusting hard, and starts licking around my mouth, while the man fucks away at my face. But wait, the other dog is mounting me; he lands his weight much more gently, and is up me with his second stab. Then he was thrusting wildly, and although his dick was only small as it slid up the first time, it rapidly began swelling, until it was now not only very long, but big and fat, stretching my pussy.

He rammed me hard and fast, and I was sure I could feel the infamous �Knot' that everybody talks about with dog fucking. It was somehow different to being fucked by a man, as when a man's dick is fully in, their body and balls slap against you. But this dog, had a massive swelling like a tennis ball in his dick, and as it reached my pussy, it forced itself just a little further in each time. It was almost like my pussy was opening up wider and wider, with every push. I now knew it wouldn't be long before he'd be knotted firmly to me. Oh god, that was almost in. Oh yesssssssssssssss.

Oh my god, I've just been double fucked by a gang of brutal bastards, but they never even got close to this! His knot was now securely inside me, and my belly was swollen like I don't know what! But still his shaft continues to thrust deep into me, pumping like crazy. Oh yes he's cuming, I can feel it warm inside me. But he just keeps cuming, and it squirting out of my pussy alongside the ramming dick. At last he stops, and instantly dismounts from my back.

So although he is facing the other way, his dick is still firmly locked into my pussy, by the huge knot. Everybody thinks this very amusing, and in someway I'm glad I'm tied to the table. I've heard stories of girls being dragged around stuck to the back end of the dog that has just fucked them; at least I'm anchored firmly in one place. The other dog is trying to mount, but he can't get access, until the first dog yields his position. And the man fucking my face is now about to cum. He pulls out, and starts shooting his cum in my face and hair.

The first dog mounts me again, pushing the intruding dog aside, and ramming me wildly again. This time, I'm already a long way towards being aroused, so when he starts to fuck, I'm humping with him. The second dog is now licking the spunk from my face and hair. All sense of shame or humiliation are gone, and I take the dog like I'm being fucked by my master. I now know the telltale signs of his impending spunk, and I bring my pussy to a crescendo to coincide with his. Oh fucking yesssssssss. Yes. Yes. Oh God Yes.

Boy was that some fuck, my pussy is pulsing wildly even though he is lifting himself off. Oh god, his dicks just slipped out, big fat knot and all. Ugg. The second dog lands on my back like a sack of potatoes. His dick stabs, and he's found my hole. Oh yes, he's bigger this time, he must have been getting worked-up while he was watching. Now his knot is pushing at my hole. Oh yes, that's it. He's in! No problem this time.

Now like the first dog, his dick and knot are stretching my pussy, and he's ramming relentlessly. I begin to think my best plan is to try to get as aroused as I can, as quickly as possible. But as my hands are tied, all I have at my disposal it my imagination. So as he humps, I visualise the men all around me, like they were earlier. I feel my orgasm building, and I know it will only take a signal from the dog, to make my pussy once again explode.

Now the dog begins his jerking action, and I feel his spunk squirting inside me. My pussy begins pulsing, and flooding juices from around his pumping dick. He pumps spunk for what seems an eternity. But eventually, he is spent out, and drops himself to the floor. I'm pleased to find my plan of getting myself as aroused as possible has worked, and as he turns away from me, his big swollen dick, knot and all, pull out with an audible, Plop.

I half expected they'd let the first dog re-mount me, but I was pleasantly surprised to hear,
Ok boys, I think that will do for tonight's entertainment.
And with that they began to untie me. I was helped to my feet, and then allowed to dress. Within minutes, I was being thrown from side to side as the big 4 x 4 made its way back along the rough track through the forest. We travelled in silence, and the journey took for ever. But eventually we stopped, and Robin turned to me,

Ok girl. Hope you're ok. I don't think we hurt you. Your car is over there. I'll look for you on line, but I'll understand if you don't want to talk to me. No hard feelings?
I gave him the most menacing look I could muster,
Fuck-off you bastard, if I thought it would do any good, I'd phone the police.
And with that I slammed the door as hard as I could; I'm surprised the door glass didn't break. There was a scrubbing noise of tyres, and the wheels spun on the loose gravel surface as he sped away.

Well that's the end of that tale, and I guess the moral is, don't trust anyone. Did he try to contact me on line? Did I talk to him and his friends? Did we arrange another meeting, where one of his friends brought along a horse? The only way you'll know is to read part two.

Pea Pod Pt2

Pea Pod Pt2
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I awoke to Meka's smiling face, Are you alright Doug? I think you fainted. I took the liberty of placing you into your bed. Then I discovered a wonderful device in your living room. Your television is a wonderful teaching tool. I also used your credit cards to order both of us appropriate clothing from the QVC channel, most stylish if I do say so myself.

Meka! You speak English! How� I started.

I believe, I have already told you Doug. I used your television to teach myself your language. Am I using it incorrectly? she inquired, rather sophisticatedly.

Come here and kiss me, smart ass, I told her.

My pleasure beautiful, she agreed and stuck her tongue down my neck. She started caressing my breasts and then placed a hand between my legs, slipping a finger into my� other butt, just as the plant had.

�Oh shit, the second half of my ecstasy in the plant� it had been, fucking me,' I thought as other similarities started to make themselves apparent.

My cock was a little nubbin in the front of my new wet slit. It must be my clitoris.

Oh� oh� ooh, oh Meka. Don't stop! Don't ever stop baby. Oh, fuck me baby, fuck me. �What in the hell, am I saying? I sound like a slut,' I thought.

Ooh Doug, I love it when you beg. Come on sweetie. Cum for me baby, she urged as she diddled the hell out of my sopping wet cunt.

Oh God� Oh God� Oh GOD! and I felt myself gush out of my new vulva.

That was so cute, my little Dougie. How do you like orgasming as a woman? she asked as she kissed my face up one side and down the other.

I� I� I don't believe� believe it could be like that, I exclaimed lying there caressing up and down the curves of my own new body.

I was surprised to find out that you like breast that big, when the genetic alteration bio-form released you, she stated as she gently felt my gigantic breasts.

What do you mean, �like breasts this big?' I asked incredulously, using my little feminine hands to indicate the mammaries to which I referred.

The bio-form changes you into your ideal woman, well actually just the body of your Ideal woman, it doesn't change your mind. The mind that I fell in love with, she kissed me making my girly body melt into shuddering puddles of feminine desire.

Come on missy, you and I need a shower. I love the shower. I used it a while ago after you fainted and I think it is one of the greatest inventions of your civilization, she stated emphatically.

Don't make your decision too quickly. There are more where that came from, wait until you slide into a Hot Tub, I teased her.

What is a �Hot Tub'? she looked puzzled.

I'll show you later, after we go shopping and pick us up a couple bikinis, I smiled at her and caressed her sides allowing my hands to enjoy the curves of her lithe body.

I love it when you do that Doog, she admitted, and a shudder trembled through her body.

Ha, ha� you called me Doog, just like when we were back on your world. I still think it's cute, I giggled as I rubbed down her flat stomach.

I know Doog, how much, �Doog like native girl', she giggled as she teased me.

Shit girl, you're making me as hot as a volcano. We better get in the shower before I ravish you right here, I admitted as I held her close from behind, caressing her in all of the right places.

Ooh Doog, ravish me, smother me in your beautiful breasts. Make me feel like a whole woman, she crooned, knowing full well what she was doing to me.

Little did she know of my toy collection, but she was going to find out now, Your wish is my command. I started manipulating her clitoris as I walked her towards the headboard. By the time we arrived at the headboard she had already orgasmed once and I had to help support her weak kneed trek around the Serta Dream land awaiting us. (Sheep� eat your hearts out!)

She fell onto the mattress, grateful to be off her knees and somewhere she could spread her legs wide and offer herself up to me.

Be patient my love, daddy is home and he is going to give you the fucking of your lifetime, I told her as I finished donning the strap-on left behind by an old girlfriend. (Don't ask!)

Doog what? she started as I squirted KY jelly all over her lovely vulva and my strap-on.

Her question disappeared into oblivion as the ecstasy of being, fucked by a boner that would never soften, enveloped her.

I banged my hips into her screaming body, Mons Veneris, to Mons Veneris, until she pleaded with me to stop before she lost consciousness.

Oh Doog, you make love to me like never before, she kissed me repeatedly all over my face.

I'm sorry I can't use a real cock on you my love. Is this a better invention than the shower? I giggled as I teased her.

God yes! I can't wait until I can take some of them back to my sisters, she stated excitedly.

What? I screeched dumfounded.

Will you not allow me to take some of these back to your other wives? she looked so disappointed and longingly at me, like she wanted to but if I told her no, she would do as I asked.

Meka dearest, I would never deny you or ah� my other wives anything that was in my power to provide. Are you saying that you can return to your world? That I can return to your world? I asked with disbelief.

At any time my husband desires, she assured me.

How? I asked.

Come with me sweetie, she beckoned.

I followed her into the back room of my apartment. As I approached her, she took my arm and shoved it through the wall, pulling it back quickly, See Doug, I have left the portal open. We may visit my world at will. I know that my sisters will go crazy if you bring to them, your marvelous girl penises, or some of the wonderful lingerie that I have bought for us. You will be the most popular of husbands in the village, even if you cannot give them sons any longer, she assured me.

What makes you think I cannot give them sons anymore? I teased.

My husband, it could be that lovely pussy between your legs, or those magnificent breasts that adorn your oh so feminine body, she kissed me as she said this, so I would know that even though I was, as she claimed, that she still loved me.

Silly girl, on my world we have what is known as artificial insemination. I could bring the sperm of many men to your world and give children to all of my loving wives. On the other hand, we can simply bring them here and get them wildly fucked by hundreds of horny guys. Do you think they would like that? I whispered into her ear.

There are that many men here beloved? she asked wide eyed.

There are that many and more Meka. With some of my wives we could start our own escort service, make money to buy all of the things you would want for your world and get everyone of your sisters knocked up. To top it all off, we could provide a service to some of the men on my world who desire to become women, with all of their hearts, I offered.

There are really such men? Who would willingly sacrifice their manhood to become as we are? she could not understand why someone would willingly do such a thing.

Don't worry my love, once you have experienced what is to be a beautiful woman in my world, you will begin to understand. Some men feel that they were born as the wrong sex and spend most of their lives unhappy. Some even have an operation that makes them look like women, though they could never have babies. They would give anything to have happen to them on purpose, what was forced upon me, including spending months on your world fucking the daylights out of all of our sisters, I smiled as I nuzzled her ear.

If you say it my dearest, I must believe it, though I find it so difficult to believe, her hand came up and stroked my soft cheek.

In that case Meka, I say I stink and need a shower. Do you believe me? I giggled.

She made a grimace and said, I was hoping you would say that, stinky, I didn't want to mention it, she held my face and kissed me again, Let us go and hose you down. We must get dressed and go shopping!

Once in the shower, while I was scrubbing Meka's back I asked her hesitantly, Meka, would you mind having another sister? as I moved the louffa up, down, and all around.

Are you trying to tell me that you already have a wife, Doug? she froze in apprehension.

No Meka, I do not have a wife, I did have a girl friend who was special to me. I do not know how she will react to me as a big boobed girl, but I hope she will at least help us, I informed her, we are going to have plenty to learn about being women in my society and if Gwen will agree, she would be a big help to the both of us.

Meka, turned and held me close, As long as she will not take you away from me, I would love to have another sister, then she kissed me, I was going to ask you if you knew anyone who could teach us. I could teach you on my world, but some of the pretty undergarments that ladies wear here are very complicated. When you were sleeping, (I noticed that she did not say fainted.) I tried to wear a brassiere, but couldn't figure out how to put it on, it is a very complex garment, she informed me, big doe like eyes speaking her earnestness.

At least, that is one womanly thing that I know how women wear. I had to figure out how to take them off of girls at a young age, I giggled at her.

You were a naughty boy, she said as she dried off my tender skin, Oh my that looks cold. Let me help.

She had my nipple in her warm mouth almost before I could gasp in surprise, which turned to a gasp of pleasure.

There that one has relaxed, but the other one needs my help, she warmed my nipple on the other breast.

I think you are going to have to dry my pussy off again, it seems to be drooling again, I told her as I groped her C cup sized mammaries.

Alright, I'll stop. You will have me on my knees orgasming and we will never leave the shower, she stopped her teasing.

Once out of the tub, I snapped up a pair of French cut panties and held them out for her to step in to. She moaned as I slid them up her legs.

How do your women stand this? I think I will have to play with myself all day with these wisps of cloth hugging my sex, she was panting heavily.

I have often wondered myself Meka. But these are what women here wear, I informed her, reaching for one of the bras that must be for her. (It was the small one.)

I helped her into it and adjusted everything as best I could.

Oh Doug, this is a marvel. My breasts feel wonderful in this, like someone is walking behind me, their hands cupping and holding up my bosom. My sisters will be in heaven. You are going to bring such joy to them, there might be a statue made in the village square to honor you, she teased, as she encapsulated my huge jiggly mammaries in a beautiful crimson bra. This is making me soak my new panties, your breasts look totally delicious held in there.

I looked at the new me in the bathroom mirror and swooned.

Luckily, Meka caught me, Doug, are you sick?

That cannot, be me, I told her pointing at the mirror.

Meka hugged me, Yes Doug, that sweet sexy looking girl is you. You are the prettiest woman I know. When I see you all I can think of is making love to you.

I have strawberry blonde hair, big green eyes, stand five foot nothing, and have giant tits. I could get top billing in any issue of Score magazine. Gwen is not going to believe this is me. No way in the world.

I thought about it a minute, Meka I think we are going to have to trick Gwen to get her to come over here, so that we can convince her that I am me.

I can see the truth in that. What do you want me to do? she asked.

I explained my plan to her.
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Hello Gwen? My name is Meka. You don't know me, but Doug Gordon asked me to call you. He was lost in the jungle for over a month and is very sick and needs your help.

What can I do? she answered, I'm not a nurse.

I don't know either, he just keeps asking for you. I have been trying to nurse him back to health, but he claims that he needs to see you, and that is all that will be able to help him.

If you're a nurse, then you certainly can do more for him than I can. Don't get me wrong, I will help if I can, but I have no idea what I could do to help.

I'm not a nurse either Gwen. Doug's mother sent me over to look after him. He won't let me call an ambulance or take him to the hospital. Can you come to his place and help me convince him to get professional help?

That stubborn jerk! Yes, I'll be over in twenty minutes and between the two of us, we might be able to beat some sense into him. I'll see you soon Meka, bye.
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She is on her way Doug. I hate having to lie to her. Are you sure this is the only way? she looked so remorseful sitting on the sofa, hands clasped sitting on her knees, pinning her navy blue skirt under them.

I don't want to do it either. Just imagine this phone call, �Hello this is Meka, Doug's wife. He was, turned into a woman by a plant on another world. He wants to know if you will come over and help us be proper earth women.' Do you think she would come over here or hang up on you and think you were nuts? I explained.

I think she would believe that I probably will be spending winter in a hollow tree, she admitted.

Shortly afterward, there was a knock on the door.

Meka answered the door as we had planned, while I went into the bedroom.

Hi, I'm Gwen. Are you Meka? Gwen greeted her.

Yes, I'm Meka. I am happy to meet you. Doug has told me so much about you, Meka said as she gently shook Gwen's hand.

Well Doug never mentioned you I'm afraid. What did he say about me? Gwen asked with an eyebrow raised, as she doffed her coat and handed it to Meka.

Only that he cares for you deeply and needs your help very much, she told her truthfully.

Oh my, then he told you more than he ever admitted to me, she was shocked that Doug would open up to this woman about their relationship, more than he ever had to her.

So where is that headstrong fool, she grumbled, arms folded in a defensive posture.

Before you go in and see him, I think that I should prepare you for what you will see. Doug's plane crashed in the jungle. He was hurt in the crash although not seriously and when he was well again he wandered off into the jungle only to be attacked by a plant no one in the civilized world has heard of yet. It changed him. So, try not to be too upset when you see him. Are you ready? Meka explained holding Gwen's hands and looking into her eyes as earnestly as she could.

This sounds crazy, and if I didn't know that this is Doug's apartment I would call the men with the long sleeved white coats that tie in the back, to come and pick you up sister, Gwen told her, uncertainly.

Doug, you can come out now, Meka called to me.

I walked out wearing my black skirt, scarlet silk blouse, and two-inch pumps, unable to look Gwen in the eyes, Hi Gwenie, it's me, Doug.

Gwen fainted dead away.
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Wow, she's really out, Meka, declared as she tried to rouse Gwen.

Maybe we should put her in my bed. We can keep it dark in there so that when she does come out of it, there will only be dim images around her. Maybe that will keep it from hitting her in the face all at once, I thought aloud.

I like it, Meka said as she picked Gwen up and carried her to the bed. I watched as Meka took off Gwen's shoes, her dress, and then panty hose. Doug, strip down to your undies and crawl in with us, she told me with a sly smile.

What are you up to? I asked her as I complied, leaving all three of us close together in the bed.

It is an old jungle remedy for shock. Laying with the victim will keep her warm and we can comfort her, she told me as she spooned against Gwen. Come on don't be shy. I'll bet you two have been closer than this.

Uh� I'm not taking that bet, I told her as I hugged them both close to me. (Which is not all, that close when you remember how big my boobs are.)

See if, you can wake her Doug, she prompted.

Gwenie, wake up. I need your help dear. Please wake up Gwen, I pleaded as I gently shook her.

Doug? she mumbled dreamily, Doug, who is that bimbo I saw in your apartment?

Meka, is not a bimbo, Gwen, I said rather indignantly.

Noooo, not Meka, the other one, she asked, her eyes still closed.

I heard Meka giggling on the other side of Gwen as I told her, I'm the bimbo Gwen, Doug.

Doug's a man. Big dick swinging guy, not a bimbo, she replied, as she was rolling over toward my voice.

I was a big dick swinging guy. But I was attacked and now� Well now my girl friend, my lover, just called me a bimbo, I couldn't keep the little choking sound from my voice as the tears threatened to start soaking my pillow.

I watched as her eyes fluttered open, focused on me and she recanted, �I'm sorry I shouldn't have called you a bimbo. Nevertheless, you can't be Doug. He was taller and you don't even look like him at all. Doug has red hair, blue eyes, and broad shoulders. Even if someone cut his dick off, stuffed gallons of hormones into him, and did extensive surgery, he wouldn't look like you.

Meka come to the rescue, I saw it happen to him. That is the real Doug in front of you, fighting back her tears.

It just isn't possible. Hey, wait a minute. What am I doing in bed with two strange women? she exclaimed.

Meka sat up and told her, It is an old jungle remedy for shock. You fainted and we thought that this would be the best way to bring you out of it.

Jungle remedy? This is Reno, Nevada, well just outside of Reno, anyway. There isn't a jungle for a thousand miles, she replied indignantly.

That's it Meka! Can we take her through the spare room and show her? I sat up looking at Meka hopefully.

No problem. Let's all get dressed, she hopped out of bed and started pulling on her clothes.

You think I'm going anywhere with two strange women who are obviously more than half a bubble off plumb? You two are nuts, Gwen jumped up and started quickly dressing.

Don't worry Gwen you won't even leave the apartment, I lied, as I finishing slipping, my high heels on.

When Gwen was dressed we led her to the spare room, both took her hands, and promptly walked all three of us through the wall.

Ahhh! Gwen screamed as she passed into the temple, What the fuck just happened?

You are now in the jungle of my world, explained Meka with a huge shit eating grin on her face, and it is a hell of a lot farther than a thousand miles. Oh, and don't faint, the floor is stone and very hard.

We both had tight grips on her hands, Are you two trying to make a fool of me? Big deal, you built a room in the next apartment that looks like a Mayan temple. You don't fool me.

Meka and I looked at each other and led Gwen outside into the lush green jungle, where she promptly fainted again.

Meka went back to the temple and brought out a bedroll and we lay back down with Gwen and gently brought her back to consciousness.

Gwenie, wake up it's me, Doug the bimbo, wake up and smell the jungle, I giggled at my own silliness.

Doug? Your voice sounds strange. Have you been into the helium again? she mumbled.

I giggled even more and told Meka, If I breathed in helium now, only dogs would be able to hear me!

Doug, I had the strangest dream, you were a little blonde who was all boobs. You and another woman walked me through a wall into a jungle. Isn't that wild? she said sleepily as consciousness returned.

Too bad it wasn't a dream, Gwen, I told her and kissed her lips.

Mmmph! Gwen's eyes were as big as golf balls, you kissed me!

You make it sound like it was the first time, Gwenie. I've been kissing you for more than two years, I told her looking straight into her eyes.

Doug? Is that really you in there? she started to finally realize we had been telling her the truth.

Yes dear, it is me. See Meka I knew this would work, I lifted myself up on my little arm, my chest bouncing, hither, and yon.

Jesus, Doug you sure have yourself a pair! You always did like them big, then she gave me a dirty grin, how do you like having them yourself?

To tell you the truth Gwenie, I like them even better on me than on another women, I grinned back.

You haven't had them very long, wait until you get back aches and discover they are in your way all of the time, she insisted, as she started to stand back up.

I think that is a small price to pay for the orgasmic pleasure I get when they are sucked on, I told her as I kissed her lips again.

Meka jumped in with, Hey, why does she get all of the kisses? I'm your wife too!

You're married? Doug, how could you! she started clouding up and readied herself to run away.

So are you, Gwen, Meka interjected, here, I am a priestess and I declare you married to Doug and me.

What? both Gwen and I declared as we scrambled to our feet.

I must explain. Gwen when I saved Doug from the airplane crash, I yanked him through the portal into the temple, or he would have died in the Amazon, just as my father/mother would have. Back when my other mother was the priestess, who saved him/her. He too impregnated my mother but eventually, the genetic alteration bio-form took his manhood away, when I was only five years old. He was a wonderful mother though and I loved her very much, she was the one who taught me to speak a little English, she informed us both.

Gwen was giving me a look like, �you knew all this?'

This is the first time she ever told me this part. I swear Gwen, I held my right hand over my heart and my left in the air, except that my right hand had actually grasped my left nipple.

Gwen thought that was just about the funniest thing she ever saw, and apparently so did Meka, just my luck to screw up like that at a time like this.

If I didn't believe you before Doug, I do now. Any woman who has tits that big would know to put her hand on her upper chest for the over the heart part, she came over to me and hugged me to say she was sorry. Nevertheless, just to rub it in she, cupped my nipple saying, I forgot you told me that you like how these feel, didn't you. Maybe you were just groping yourself for the thrill.

That proved to be a mistake because my knees went all rubbery and I wound up back on the bedroll.

Oh God Doug, I'm sorry. Wow, they really are sensitive, she bent over to help me back up.

Has anyone got a cigarette? I asked, trying to stand back up and focus my eyes.

Was it good for you? Meka asked once I was on my feet again.

I'm in love with my new wife� and my first wife too, this time, I remembered to include Meka, to make up for kissing Gwen twice already, I kissed Meka first.

She remembered to support me when she stuck her tongue down my neck.

When I could focus my eyes again, I kissed Gwen, expecting a quick peck, but she wrapped her arms around me, squeezing my boobs tight between us, and she cleaned my, tonsils. That girl has a tongue longer than some guy's cocks.

Why don't we finish her off later. Right now, I want to show you one of the plants that did this to Doug, she beckoned us to follow her.

Gwen wasn't moving.

Uh, Meka! I called to get her attention.

What? Aren't you coming? she stood on the trail ahead of us, fists on hips.

Gwen was standing beside me, hands on hips, and yelled back, �You're crazy if you think I'm going off in this jungle to look at a man-eating plant.

Why? They don't eat men. They eat their maleness. You two don't have any maleness, so they won't bother with you. Come on, she did the come-hither arm motion, and turned to start up the trail.

Gwen and I looked at each other, shrugged, and followed her. A hundred feet or so we caught up with her and she led us off the trail twenty or thirty feet until I recognize the blossom that looked like a woman, That's one of those suckers, I recognize the lure.

Only now the scent will not effect you like it did before, they produce a very powerful pheromone, which will draw any male near, straight to it, she informed us, we use the scent in our chocolates to make the men of our village amorous beyond their control.

I can attest to that. That stuff is like super Viagra. I was so horny I would have made love to a traffic cone, I admitted. If we brought some back with us, we could put Pfizer, out of business.

We can bring as much as you want. As long as we can provide for my village what we need so much, she promised, with an earnest expression on her face.

Gwen bit first, What do your people need?

Sperm! Lots, of sperm, Doug was only able to impregnate ten of our women before he� she� well you know what I mean, she declared looking down at her small hands as she fretted a small twig.

You knocked up ten women, and were, going to run out on, them? Gwen was livid as she looked angrily into my face.

I opened my mouth to speak, but before I could utter a word, Meka spoke up, We never told Doug that he was a father. I didn't speak much English then, and the ladies and I just kept stuffing mints into him. We have so few males now, and we frantically needed to get as many of us pregnant as we could. Doug only did as we wanted, and as his body had to. I am sorry I did not try harder to tell you Doug.

Gwen, I think that Doug believed that he was still in the jungles of the Amazon. He never knew that no matter how far he walked, he would not have ever found any more people here.

These plants have almost wiped out all of the people of our world, and worst of all we brought it upon ourselves. Down in the vegetation overrun cities, where once my people thrived, a scientist created these plants long ago. They were supposed to genetically recondition people vastly extending our lives, but the plants mutated and began thriving off, of the Y chromosome. Now they will extend life but only for males, and only once. Doug is now almost ten years younger than when the plant attacked.

When she was finished, all Gwen and I could do was stand there with our mouths open.

Meka brought us back to our senses by prompting, Come let us return to Doug's apartment. We have much to do.

Gwen and I just followed her in silence. We entered the temple and walked out into my living room.

Other than marrying me to you two, why did you call? Gwen chided, as we took seats and made ourselves comfortable.

Oh shit! Where are my manners? Can I get either of you anything to eat, or drink? I stood up ready to go to the kitchen.

Doug, you have been missing for over a month, and before that you were on assignment in Brazil. Do you actually have anything in your refrigerator? Gwen knew me so well.

Better than that, I have freshly made groceries, I scurried to my stash of food that I had brought with me. There were some of those weird fruits, which reminded me of grapes the size of softballs, some of the jerked meat, which Meka had been feeding me, a jug of that unreal brandy, and forty or fifty pieces, of chocolate mints. I grabbed three snifters and small plates, put everything on a tray including knives, and presented it to my guests.

Doug, what is this? I've never seen anything like them, Gwen marveled as she picked up a green grape.

Be' Chu, supplied Meka, very tasty, and they're good for you.

I never knew what they were called, but I love them. Try the jerky too, I tempted her with a hunk, while Meka helped her self.

Good selection Doug, everything here lasts a long time without going bad. Here, Gwen, try the chocolate, Meka handed her a piece.

Are you trying to get me into bed? Gwen had already heard about this chocolate.

Don't worry Gwen, the only effect it has on women is to make you incredibly attractive to men, and that only lasts an hour, Meka informed us both.

Gwen bit into one of them, Mmmm, this in wonderful. Look out, Hershey's.

Thank you, the mark on them is mine so this is one of my own batches. This was a good idea Doug, I hadn't realized how hungry I was, she leaned over and kissed my cheek. We need to answer Gwen's question though, why we need her. I will bet that she has a pretty good idea anyway.

Gwen, it should be painfully obvious to you, I started, that we have no idea how to be women back here on dear old planet Earth. Neither Meka, nor I know the first thing about styles of dress, make-up, lingerie, shoes, hairstyle, etiquette, and in my case, feminine hygiene.

Oh, girl lessons! That makes sense, she agreed. If I'm your wife now this should be fairly easy. It is a good thing that you have a California King mattress, or else there wouldn't be room for both of your wives you, bigamist you. When do I move in? Ooh, and what do you want me to teach you first? Gwen was in fine form.

I promised Mrs. Doug that we would go shopping after you got here, and I hate to disappoint the little woman, Meka told her then wrapped her arms around me and kissed my cheek.

In that case we had better get you both dressed for the public, follow me ladies, with that said, Gwen marched into the bedroom.

Judging by what I saw earlier, you two have figured out panties, and to some extent bras. We need to get you two into pantyhose, the outfits can go back on after that later, she tossed a package to Meka and one to me. I am going out to my car and bring in my overnight bag and make-up case. When you put the pantyhose on, be sure to bunch them up until you can just poke your toes in, and then un-bunch them as you draw them up your legs. Be careful and don't pull on them hard, or you will put your finger through them.

Gwen left us to wrestle our pantyhose, while she went to her car.

Once I had them on the little light in my head went on, and I began to quicken my pace and dressed quickly, That goof! I'll be right back Meka, since she, was several stages behind me, I have to go help Gwen. The stuff she is bringing was hard for me to carry when I was a big strapping man. It will take at least three of four trips. That woman packs for a full week when she visits.

I scooted out the door, past the suitcase that was already waiting at the door, and out to catch Gwen at her car, Need a hand beautiful?

She did her Southern Bell impression, Wha ma deah are you trahin to pick lil ole me up?

No way, you are bigger than I am now. I just thought you could use some help with carrying all of this stuff, I admitted, as I took her make-up case and another small case, And since you are so big and strong, you can take the big suitcase, I giggled my head off, usually I was the big and strong one, and would carry the heavy stuff. This time, Gwen packed it she carries it.

We both trotted to my apartment together, and I asked her, Is this all of it?

Yes, we have it all, why? she looked at me suspiciously.

I was wondering why you packed so light this time is all, I said as I tried to maintain an innocent expression, but was failing miserably.

Wow, it sure is you, in there Doug. If you really were a girl, you would know that I brought only the barest, essentials, she admonished me.

When we reached my front door, it was closed and locked. The little light on top of my head came on and I remarked, Shit, I don't have my keys!

Don't worry Doug, I brought mine, I had to use them to open my car, she explained, usually they reside in my purse, which is on your end table at this particular time. No worry though, Meka is still in there and would open the door if we knocked. She whipped out her key and gained us access to my abode.

You better go and get your plastic Doug, your whole wallet for that matter and drop it in my purse, then meet me in the bathroom, she trotted off with her make-up case, leaving all of the others in the living room.

I stuffed my wallet into Gwen's purse, then grabbed a couple of her bags, which I could barely lift, and waddled them into the bedroom, where they could be unpacked and permanently put away in the closet and dressers.

When I popped into the bathroom, Meka was sitting on a chair that was normally in my bedroom, while Gwen was applying her war paint.

This isn't going to be exactly right. You have darker skin than either of us, so most of my make-up will not be right for you, but we'll make do, she informed Meka as she was just applying the finishing touches, we will stop at the Estée Lauder, counter in the mall and have them help pick out the right color tones for you. Oh, hi Doug, and you too.

She will be done� now. Okay Meka take a look and tell me if you like it, Gwen spun Meka toward the mirror.

Is that, me? I look like the women on the television, she marveled.

Gwen used a hand towel to flick pretend hair off of the chair and hollered, Next victim!

I gulped hard, and sat down in front of her saying, Be gentle it's my first time. I was panting so fast that I was becoming, light headed.

Relax silly, it's just a little make-up, she started with the foundation, and went on from there. When she was finished, I wanted to fuck me.

I don't know if I want to go with you two, now, Gwen told us, with you two along, I'll be the ugly one, she bemoaned her own good work.

Don't worry Gwen there will be plenty of leftovers, I teased as I stood and inspected her work again.

She slapped my ample ass in retribution, Quit gawking at yourselves, and let's get on with it.

We all marched out to Gwen's car and spent hours shopping, buying clothed, underwear, dresses, blouses, skirts, slacks, shoes, purses, make-up, and even feminine protection.

On our way home Gwen dragged us through a grocery where we picked up two hundred bucks in groceries, and yes bagboy, we wanted help out with that.

It took us a dozen trips each to unload Gwen's SUV. We put away the groceries, but all agreed that we were too bushed to do it all.

Meka and I stumbled into the bedroom, with Gwen lagging behind a few seconds. When she caught up with us, she had two baby doll nighties in her hands, You lovelies might want to put these on. You are going to look so hot, but not until you march into the bathroom and remove that make-up ladies.

Oh, do we have to, I moaned like a nine year old.

Jump to it girls or no sex tonight, she clapped her hands sharply in a motherly fashion. She followed us in and showed us the miracle of cold cream.

We turned out the lights and dropped into bed, and no, we didn't have sex, it was a really tough day after all.

Pea Pod Pt1

Well here I am, riding in another puddle jumper, over another remote jungle. Oh well, such is the life of a geologist. At least such is my life as a geologist. I'm a consultant and my clients have me going all over the world to analyze possible mining sites, for all kinds of ore.

This particular client is in an especially big hurry so I'm stuck bouncing around flying through a storm to get to this remote site, it's just the pilot and I.

CAARAAACKK, lightning pasted the wing off the plane and killed my pilot, a short spiral in and I expected that the insurance company would be paying my beneficiaries, when the jungle hit me in the face.
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I awoke to see a pretty, native girl looking down into my face. What happened? I mumbled, still groggy.

Plane boom tree, she answered in broken English.

Well at least someone here spoke my lingo, even if only a little.

Where am I? I asked her slowly and as clearly as I could, trying to make it easier for her to understand.

In village. In my hut, she answered, though it wasn't much help.

I tried to sit up, and that's when the pain in my leg made itself known, Ahh!

Hurt leg. Not broke, she offered.

There's good news, I stated, my face still contorted in pain.

Here, chew. Hurt go, she told me as she handed me a piece of tree bark.

I knew from my college days that certain trees had a painkiller in the bark so I accepted the offered medication and gnawed on it a while. Soon the pain dulled and I was feeling better.

I guess it's time to do the me Tarzan. You Jane bit, I mumbled to myself. Uh, my name is Doug. What is your name?

Meka, she answered, pointing to herself.

Thank you Meka, for helping me, I don't know how much English she knows, but it seems to me that it's only right to thank someone for their aid, whether they understand or not. She must have understood, she smiled and blushed.

I looked around the hut thinking, �what now? I don't suppose they have a cell phone around somewhere, or an Internet connection. Hell I'll even settle for a 1944 vintage radio set.'

No luck there, I did notice that there was only one sleep mat in this hut, and the weather outside was sunny and warm.

How long? I asked her.

She held up three fingers.

This is your bed, I pointed to the mat I was, on.

She nodded her head, blushing.

Where did you sleep, while I was here? still pointing at the mat.

She turned crimson and pointed right next to me.

Okay, we had been sleeping together for three days. Too bad I was unconscious.

I went to stand up and she jumped over and assisted my efforts. Now that I am standing, I can see that this girl is short. I could almost use her as a crutch. I have to settle on using her as a cane. She put her hands around my waist and tried to hold me steady as we made our way toward the door.

Outside the clamor of village life, children playing, and the smells of food being prepared, assaulted my senses. I looked about hoping to recognize any signs that there existed communication with the outside world. Two things hit me like a hammer blow. The first was, there seemed to be no refined metal in evidence. No pots, pans, knives, belt buckles, and no wire anywhere. The second was the ratio of men to women was totally out of balance. There were at least five women to every man, many of them living alone in solitude.

My head was spinning and with the help of Meka, I made my way back to her sleeping mat.

Meka, why are there so few men? I realize it was a complicated question and hoped that she knew enough English to understand.

Jungle very dangerous, she replied emphatically.

I'm sure my eyes looked like they would pop from my head. If the jungle around this village was that dangerous that it kills off most of the native men, getting out of here might be harder than I had hoped, for.

Animals? I inquired.

No, no animals, bushes, she supplied.

�Bushes?' bushes were killing off the men of the village? Must be tough being a horticulturist around these parts.

No afraid, Meka told me as she stroked my brow. She stood and said, I come back. She left the hut and a very puzzled geologist.

My brain was whirling along and I thought, �you're in it now Doug, lost in a jungle with man-eating bushes and no way to communicate with the outside world. I better just work on getting better until I can explore on my own and find a way to get back to civilization.'

Meka popped into the hut carrying two bowls and a ceramic jug, Eat, she said and handed me a bowl with some kind of stew in it.

I looked around for some kind of utensil and Meka picked up her bowl, put it to her lips and started pouring it into her mouth saying, Good.

Oh well, when in Rome� I followed her lead and discovered the stew was incredible. I don't know what was in it and I probably didn't want to know. It had chunks of meat and all kinds of vegetables, which I could not identify. Something that was like watercress, maybe some cilantro� I don't know. What I do know is that it was delicious.

Mmmm good, I told her.

She handed me the jug making drinking motions, so I took a swig and came up choking! Holy shit, it's brandy, I choked out, but damn good brandy.

I took another sip, much more carefully and savored it across my palate, enjoying that familiar alcohol burn on my tongue and breathed in the heated vapors savoring the delightful flavor.

As far as I'm concerned, I had just enjoyed a gourmet meal with a beautiful woman.

I handed the jug to her so she could join me.

She took a ladylike sip and handed it back. She was looking at me shyly, and reached for something wrapped in what looked like, a cornhusk, which she handed to me after she opened the husk. It looked like a truffle. Eat, she urged.

If this tasted even half as good as everything else she had fed me, I couldn't wait. I bit into it and lord if wasn't a chocolate mint.

Mmmm mm, I exclaimed.

These natives know how to live. Maybe I died in that plane crash and this was heaven.

Uh oh� Mr. Happy is making an appearance. In mere moments, I was sporting an Iron Wood Woody. It felt like I'd have to take a five-pound hand sledge to beat it down. I looked up at Meka embarrassed, and she looked back with the expression of a hungry lioness.

She had my pants off and I was stripped down before I could even utter a, by your leave. She started by trying to soften Mr. Happy up with saliva, but it wasn't working, all she managed to do was get me lying prone on her mat moaning like a smitten little girl.

She had been working herself with her hand and before I knew what she was up to, she had impaled herself on my rigid shaft. She must have been a virgin because she let out a little yelp as she came down on me, that and this little darling had the tightest cunt that Mr. Happy had ever been in.

I couldn't believe what was happening to me. The muscle control she has in her vagina was purely incredible, it felt like she was milking my cock with her pussy.

She started screaming something in her native tongue and we both orgasmed together.

I could feel her love juice all the way up to my chest. No woman I'd ever been with, had orgasmed with such abandon. When her body stopped spasming, she lay down onto my chest and kissed me holding my face in her soft little hands.

I could feel her pussy still gripping and releasing my softening organ. This girl is amazing. I held her close to me as I started to nod off.
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When consciousness returned I felt the warmth of her body snuggled close and the weight of the skins that she had wrapped around us. I could hear rain pelting down outside the hut and was glad to be inside dry and warm.

Meka tightened her grip, wriggling up against me.

�What the hell happened last night?' I thought, �that was the most unreal sex I'd ever had. What was in that chocolate, Viagra?'

When I opened my eyes again, another woman who was also quite stunning was kneeling next to the mat.

She leaned over and planted a kiss on my lips that nearly had me erect again. I could feel Meka getting up on her elbows behind me, and the next thing I knew the two women were kissing.

�This is one strange village,' I thought.

The new woman crawled into bed with the two of us, and started snuggling up to me as if we were long time lovers. Don't get me wrong, I loved it, but you can see that I was a little intimidated. It is hard enough satisfying one woman� but satisfying two? I sure hope they have a shit load of that chocolate around.

I was relieved when all the new girl wanted was a warm place to snuggle up to, so I relaxed and fell back asleep.

When once again I stirred from my slumber, I found myself alone under the blanket and looking out of the hut, I could see that the sun was shining. Occasionally one of the women would peer into the hut, smile, giggle, and then walk away.

For the next week, Meka had a different woman sleep with us and I had more ménage � trios, than I could have possibly dreamed. The women of this village were the horniest group of females you could imagine, and always there was Meka.

One day she woke me with this walking stick in her hand and simply said, Come.

She helped me to my feet and handed the walking stick to me after demonstrating how I should use it. It was very cute the way she mothered me. She treated me like a fragile and scarce commodity.

We walked together out to what seemed to be the central, or group meeting area and I was, seated in what seemed to be a place of honor.

What is this? I asked her sweeping my hand around at all of the food and people gathered there.

Have joy. God send sky man, Doog, she stated pointing first into the sky and then to her heart.

I don't blush often, but I'd give dollars to donuts I was blushing now. It would seem that I was to be the guest of honor at big shindig.

There were only a few men in attendance and each, had women waiting on them hand and foot. It looks like my initial estimate of the ratio of men to women might have been a little low. Most of the men had about ten women, and it seems that everyone who had shared my and Meka's bed were waiting on me, more than twenty of them. Each with some culinary delight she offered to me.

Once, Meka urged me to eat one thing in particular, stating, Good make love long.

I hope that meant it was like oysters or ginseng, and didn't mean it would actually make my cock longer. It looks like the women of the village were love starved and wanted me to stay virile so that more of them would be able to play merry go round on my Dick.

Why do all the women want sex so much? I asked hoping that she had enough vocabulary to understand.

Have many� ah� small mans, she answered using her hands as though cradling a baby.

Whoa! Cultural shock time, duh� there is no birth control in the jungle. These women were all hoping to become pregnant, have my babies, and hoping for male ones at that.

Now I understand the worn-out look on these men's faces, these women were fucking them to death. What a way to go though.

I was, fed an unreal repast, and throughout the whole thing, girls were kissing, massaging, and just plain caressing me. I was getting hotter than the surface of the sun. When it looked like the festival was over, Meka and one other girl escorted me to the hut and fed me another chocolate mint.

I am becoming more, and more convinced that I died in that plane crash. This just couldn't be happening.

As I became stronger, I ventured out on my own to wander around the village. I thought that I was on my own that is. I wandered too close to the jungle one time and thirty or so women rushed over and surrounded me so they could escort me back to the hut where they jabbered to Meka for a few minutes.

No go to jungle. Dangerous, she explained, Bad bushes!

There was that thing about the bushes again, I see women go to the jungle. Why not men?

Bush no like women, she informed me.

Okay now we have a discriminating man eating bush, and only �man', eating bush. It seems that I am going to be, held prisoner as a sex slave to save me from a bush. This is just too weird.

I'm going to have to formulate an escape plan to just get out of this village. I'll give it another week to get my stamina back and by then my leg should be back to normal, then if any bush makes a try for me I'll be able to run away.

Over the next week, I watched which trails that the women used most frequently, and which ones looked like they were heading down hill out of the region. Once I find a river eventually that should bring me to a city, then I could get transportation or a canoe or something that would get me back to the big world.

Don't get me wrong, I am extremely grateful to Meka and this village for saving me, but I have a life I want to get back to.

I started being able to walk without the walking stick. Since I, was only allowed to walk around within the confines of the village, I would walk faster and faster each day until the natives started to look at me as though I had lost my mind.

Once I started jogging around they seemed to catch on to the fact that I was just getting back into shape, and since the women wanted me to have as much stamina as possible they didn't complain, in fact I was soon joined by a couple of unhappy looking native men. It seems that my performance in bed had increased enough that the native women attributed it to my jogging and they nagged their men into joining me. I don't think I am very popular with my fellow males at this particular time.

Meka's hut was starting to get crowded. I was now sleeping with five women a night. Always there was Meka, even when she was menstruating she slept with me, we didn't make love, but she assisted in keeping me stimulated. She would suck me off until I was near exploding and then ram me into one of the women to explode and deposit my seed. Sometimes to make me horny she would lez one of the other girls, get her panting or screaming in orgasm, and Mr. Happy would want to play too.

Watching two girls lick and finger fuck each other was one of my all time turn ons, and it didn't take those women long to figure that out. I noticed one night that just outside of the screaming orgy going on in Meka's hut, several women were masturbating to beat the band, and peeking into the tent once in a while, making them finger fuck themselves even harder.

One night it occurred to me to ask Meka why there were always different girls, but she was always with me too.

She blushed, saying, You mine. I get from jungle.

Uh oh� she thinks were married.

We share men. Is good, she went on.

How is it that you speak English? I was finally curious after all of this time.

My father� no, mother was missionary. Rescue from bush, she tried to explain, but was clearly confused, She teach.

That explains it. I wasn't the first one to find this little hamlet. Some poor Peace Corps couple or minister and his wife wandered into the area and the evil bush must have eaten the man, leaving the woman stranded to live out her life here in the jungle.

I started questioning whether I even wanted to leave the village, which scared me into action. I began by putting together a stash of food for my trip. I had to get out of here before the great food and all of the sex convinced me this was heaven and that I didn't want to leave it.

Finally, one evening after making my nightly sperm deposits, I stole out of the hut and tip toed to the edge of the jungle, where I would wait until the sun started peeking over the horizon before risking a walk into the domain of the evil man eating bush.

It was hard staying awake, but when you have to, the fear and adrenaline can do wondrous things.

I finally saw the first glow of morning, so I gathered up my stash and carefully moved farther into the hidden security of the surrounding jungle.

As it became lighter out, I felt much more assured as I strolled down the path the women had worn in the hill. Man, this was beautiful, flowers, hanging moss, and the sweet smell of growing things everywhere, and not one dangerous looking plant anywhere.

Obviously, the women of the village were trying to keep all of the studs inside the village, happy, and healthy. The story of the evil plant was, to gaslight them into not running away.

I was at least a quarter mile from the village feeling that I had made good my escape, when I spotted a beautiful women just off to the side of the trail. She was all dressed in white and looked like a buxom angel.

As I approached, she was motioning me to come closer. She was such a beautiful vision of womanhood that I couldn't resist.

When I was about four feet away, I could see that it wasn't a real woman, more like a flower that looked like a woman.

Oh shit! I exclaimed as I turned to run.

The instant I turned around I felt a tentacle wrap around my ankles and I was on my way down, falling onto what looked to be a red velvet covered circular mattress.

More tendrils whipped out and I was trussed and sans clothing in mere moments. As I struggled, writhing around naked on the red velvet, two other tendrils, unlike the ones that held me captive, whipped out and like twin suction cups, attached themselves to my nipples, and believe me they were sucking on them hard. A third tentacle wriggled up my leg and clamped onto my cock. Another up into my rectum and finally, one attached onto my face poking an internal tendril down my throat. The red velvet mattress closed around me like a Venus flytrap and everything went dark.

I could feel juices oozing around me and I figured that they were digestive fluids and soon no one will find anything left of old foolish Doug, but his bones in a giant pea pod.

�Oh my God, the plant is giving me a blow job!' I thought, �It's sucking my cock, my nipples and wriggling around in my ass!'

Air was being, supplied by the tendril in my mouth, so I wasn't going to suffocate, �I needn't worry about going that way, and this bush gives a great blowjob, �I'm going to cum!' I realized.

That damn plant blew my brains out. I lost consciousness after so many orgasms.

I would come around from time to time, only to be fucked unconscious a short while later. That damn plant, kept me in ecstasy for days, not only did it supply air to me I think it was feeding me too.

I could feel the plant sucking on my nipples, only the longer it had me the more it turned me on. I even began to feel like it was fucking me in two ass holes at one time, which might have worried me if I couldn't feel it still sucking my cock!

Once between orgasms I started thinking to myself, �isn't this plant going to eat me? Is it just going to fuck me to death, and I go out in the most incredible orgasm imaginable?

After what felt like a month, but I'm sure was no more than a week, I could see light peeking into my velvet coffin and the juices that had surrounded me had all gone away.

Slowly the velvet bed opened up, I felt the tendrils release my cock and both of the others pull out of my butts. The two on my nipples let go with a pop and a weird jiggle on my chest, and finally the tendril down my throat pulled out and I could breathe air on my own.

�What the, hell happened?' I thought, �the bush didn't eat me, maybe I didn't taste like the local natives and I was being spit out. Halleluiah, I'm free!'

I began to stand up and my chest fell almost into my lap.

I looked, and then screamed, I've got boobs!

I reached up to confirm what my eyes were telling me and grasping a nipple, which elicited a moan from my lips� a high-pitched, girly moan.

Oh my God, I've been emasculated, my high-pitched cheerleader voice cried out.

I tried to stand and nearly fell over. My center of gravity was way the hell off. When I finally got my big butt into the air, I pulled my torso erect with much difficulty, causing an incredible tit quake.

I tried to quell my frantic mind, telling myself, Okay, this bush turned you into a woman with huge boobs, get hold of yourself there are other concerns here, like you are a naked woman alone in the jungle and if you start running your boobs are going to bounce like I don't know what.

I started perambulating back toward the path, Oh shit, everything wiggles, jiggles or wobbles, how do women deal with all of this motion? I think I'm going to get sea sick.

I noticed scraps of my clothing all around the plant so I carefully picked up what I could, without getting too close to that, that� ooh I don't know how to express my loathing of that bush.

I took my scraps and first fashioned a sort of bra to keep my monster boobs from bouncing around so much and then a loin cloth to cover my� my� my cunt! Oh the degradation of it all.

I found my running shoes and was able to stuff bits of cloth into them to make them tight enough to tie onto my much tinier feet. They looked like clown shoes on me now, two or three inches too long. At least they protected my tender feet.

Now that I look like a bustier version of Rachael Welch in 2000 BC, should I go back to the village or on to civilization? I asked myself.

A tiny voice came to me through the trees, Doog, Doog! Where you Doog?

I could tell it was Meka, looking for me, Over here Meka! I couldn't let her not find me. She must have been searching for the whole time I was missing. I could hear the tiredness in her tiny voice. It broke my heart to think of what I had done to her, and here she faithfully searches for me in the dangerous jungle. I'm slug spit!

Where you Doog? she called.

Over here Meka, I called back in my cheerleader voice.

Oh Doog, bush got you, she stated, as she approached and threw her arms around me, poor Doog. She held me tightly and squished my boobs wide between us as she consoled me.

I'm sorry Meka. I wanted to go home. I didn't want to leave you. It was very hard. Can you forgive me, I cried.

I sorry too Doog. You miss home, she stopped, and shuddered a little as she too cried, I should have help you go.

That stopped me short. What do you mean help me go? I asked pulling back a little.

I take you to big village. Can go home, she explained, I no want have no Doog, she wailed.

I'm such a pig. This wonderful girl loves me so much and I abandon her, thinking only of my needs.

I am sorry Meka. I wanted to take you along. Although, I did not want to take you from your home or your family, I explained. I really wanted Meka but I thought it would be selfish to take her from her people, little did I know that it was selfish and wrong not to at least say goodbye.

I stay with Doog? she asked me.

Meka, I am a woman now. You, still want to stay with, me? I asked incredulously.

I love Doog. Woman, man, I love Doog, she clutched me as if she was afraid that I would evaporate if she let go.

You, want to go to my country and give all of this up? I tried to confirm her dedication.

I go with Doog! she stated emphatically, leaving no room for misunderstanding.

I love you Meka, I told her.

Come we go Doog house, she stated emphatically.

I was instantly puzzled and figured that it was a language thing. She took my hand and led me down the trail.

We walked for perhaps a quarter mile and came upon an ancient Mayan ruin, Come Doog, we go home!

I started thinking that she wanted to set up housekeeping in, �This Ole Ruin'.

She led me into one of the inner chambers and said, Stay here Doog.

I waited while I saw her waving her hands and arms strangely in another room.

She returned and said, We go now, and took my hand. She walked us right up to a stone wall, then right through it and into my apartment.

Holy shit! I exclaimed.

Meka looked, alarmed, This is Doog home?

Oh my lord, yes! Meka how� how did you� I stuttered, looking at her as if she had three heads.

Meka not Earth, she told me, confusing me even more. She continued, Bush not Earth either.

My mouth was open far enough that my jaw drug on the floor, You, are not from Earth?

She smiled and clapped her hands, Yes, Meka not Earth.

I, was not on Earth? I asked hesitantly.

She smiled and jumped up and down happily clapping again, Doog right.

I smiled and fainted dead away.

My best friends sister

I have a smoking fetish, although I couldn't tell you the exact date it started. I just found that one day anytime I saw a woman smoking a cigarette, I couldn't help myself. I'd automatically picture her on her knees in front of me, wisps of smoke pouring from her mouth as she took a drag and then engulfed my cock. And it seemed that the moment I realized this, everyone I knew started to smoke. Everyone.

Which brings me to my story. I was 18 at the time and in a rock band, and the bass player Kevin introduced me to a girl named Jackie he had met at school the day before. She was barely 16, with short brown hair, tight body, and a really sweet ass. She started coming to our practices, and then her brother would come along as well. None of us smoked at the time, except for the occasional cigar, and Jackie wouldn't even do that. She was a health nut, and I never even saw her eat red meat. Jackie's brother and I hit it off real well, so we started hanging out, which gave me ample time to get to know his sister, and to be around her.

Well, college came, and I left and went away. I didn't see Jackie or her brother Phil for that whole time, and my smoking fetish grew and grew during that time, although I could never find a girl who would smoke for me during sex. I'd often imagine it while I was fucking some girl at college, that she'd light up and blow smoke in my face while I was on top of her ramming my cock into her snatch. I'd blow my load on her stomach, continuing to imagine that she was smoking while my cum splattered on her tummy.

Then, two days before I was to go home for the summer, I got an e-mail from Phil. He said that he and my friends were throwing a party for my return. I smiled, knowing what had happened at some of the parties we threw in high school, which made me look forward to going home even more. If I'd known then what I know now, I would have flown home.

I pulled my car into Phil's driveway and parked it, and was greeted by a most glorious sight. There was a group of girls on his front deck, all of them smoking. As I got to the porch, they girls parted to let me to the door, and I had to walk sideways so they wouldn't see the giant erection I had. When they parted, I was offered another incredible sight: this girl with short blonde hair and the most incredible body I had ever seen. From behind, I saw her take a long drag, and exhale through her nose and mouth. I nearly came in my pants right then. When she turned around and let me see her face, I did. Her pouty lips held her cigarette, a Marlboro Menthol Light, and the contrast of the white on those ruby-red lips sent a shiver up my spine. It was Jackie, Phil's sister, and she had grown into on of the hottest women I had ever seen in my life! When she saw me, she took a quick drag and rushed to me, exhaling as she went to hug me, and the smoke hit me right in the face.

Sorry about that, she said as she hugged me tightly. Her breasts were pressing against my chest, and I knew she felt the bulge in my crotch.

No problem at all, I said. And when did you start smoking?

Couple of months ago, when school got rough, she replied.

She released me form the hug and I decided to spend some more time with her on the porch. I took my own smokes out and lit one, exhaling through my nose as I usually did. We talked for about ten or fifteen minutes and she chain-smoked the entire time, driving me insane. She was sneaking peeks at my crotch from time to time, obviously noticing the growing tent there. I too was taking my own looks at her tight top, showing her hard nipples in the chill air. When my eyes met up with hers again I caught her in the middle of a drag; she snap-inhaled, pursed her lips, and exhaled a wonderful stream of smoke, all the while keeping eye contact with me. I finished my smoke and quickly hurried inside to find a bathroom to relieve myself in more ways than one.

I went inside and upstairs to Phil's room, cause he had his own bathroom and I needed some privacy. I finished pissing and stood in front of the sink, letting my pants fall to my ankles as I gripped my 8 cock and started pumping. I envisioned Jackie this time, as I never had, on her knees in front of me, sucking my hard cock and taking breaks to smoke her cig, all the while blowing the smoke over the tip of my cock. I was so wrapped up in my fantasy that I didn't hear the door to Phil's room open, or the door to the bathroom creak. But I did hear the gasp, and I struggled to pull my pants up as I turned around. Jackie was in the doorway, her mouth hanging wide open, burning cigarette in her right hand. I turned red, thoroughly embarrassed, and made my way past her to sit on Phil's bed. She sat down across from me in a chair, taking nervous drags on her cigarette.

Jackie, I'm sorry, I stammered.I thought I was alone up here. I still couldn't take my eyes off her lips as she smoked, and the image I had jerked off to came flooding back into my head.

It's alright Jerry, she said as she exhaled smoke. I shouldn't have walked in on you like that. I should have�

Her voice was slightly slurred, and I could tell she had been drinking some, but when she stopped speaking I didn't know why. Then I looked down and saw my cock poking up through the fly in my jeans, which I had forgotten to zip. I put my head in my hands and hung my head.

Then, I heard a sound, and when I uncovered my face, Jackie was on her knees before me, resting one hand on my thigh as the other took my cock.

Let me make it up to you, she said. Let me make up for embarrassing you. She took a long drag on her smoke, and went to put it out in an empty can near the bed, but I stopped her.

Keep smoking, I said, as I pulled her head toward my cock. I saw a naughty smile form on her face right before her lips wrapped around my cock, and I saw and felt smoke exhaled through her nose as she began to suck. I fell back on the bed, turning my head down so I could watch her. She had apparently sucked a couple of dicks in her day, because she was bobbing on my cock like a pro. She pushed her head down on it, trying to take it all, and I could feel the back of her throat as it caressed the tip of my rock-hard dick. She stopped sucking, and before I could wonder why, she moved her cigarette to her now smeared lips, taking a drag while she was still sucking me off. I nearly blew right then, but I held off. This was a fantasy come true. The next time she took a drag, I pulled her head off my cock with an audible slurp and brought her up to face me, and I could see the wanton need for sex in her eyes. I kissed her then, and she ran her tongue into my mouth while blowing her mouthful of smoke into mine. I inhaled it, this new naughty sensation driving me even wilder. We kissed for a few more minutes, and she put her cigarette out. I kissed down to her perfect breasts, sucking each nipple in turn, then ran my hand down the front of her pants, and into her panties. They were soaking wet with her juices, and my hand practically glided to her pussy, and I parted her lips with a finger. I continued to work her slit while I unbuttoned her jeans, pulling them off of her with her panties.

Her bald pussy stared back at me, although I could see it'd been a few days since she shaved. She moaned and I wasted no time in driving my face into her waiting pussy, licking and sucking like there was no tomorrow. I sucked on her clit and I heard throaty moans escape her lips. I heard rustling above and looked up to see her resting on her elbows to watch me, an unlit cigarette hanging out of her mouth.

Jerry, light my cigarette while you eat me out, she said. I dug in my pocket for my lighter, and brought it up to her smoke with a shaky hand. It managed to get lit though, and she took a long drag, throwing her head back in ecstasy as she combo-exhaled, beautiful clouds of smoke coming out of her mouth and nose. When she looked back at me I took her cigarette from her mouth, took a big drag, spread her pink pussy lips, and slowly exhaled all over her moist cunt. She stared at me wide-eyed and pulled my face back into her snatch and seconds later she was having an earth-shaking orgasm, the lit cigarette hanging from her mouth as she gripped the sheets. She called my name out and I licked faster, sucking on her clit to intensify the feeling. She collapsed onto the bed, taking a drag as I stood up. She looked at me with lust-filled eyes, and as she exhaled, she spoke the two greatest words I had ever heard in my life:

Fuck Me�

I dropped my pants, and she picked her legs up off the bed, peeking around them to watch me, taking drags on her smoke. I wasted no time, moving to her and throwing her legs over my shoulders, looking down on her as I drove my cock all the way inside her in one quick stroke. She was mid-drag and choked on the smoke as she gasped when I entered her, and I started mercilessly pounding her cunt, pulling all the way out and ramming it back in. She held her cigarette up for me to take a drag and I did, exhaling the smoke into her face. She moaned, placing the cigarette back into her mouth. She ran her hands up my sides, digging her nails into my ribs and I fucked her. I was on autopilot, ramming my 8 cock into her tight cunt, when she did the unthinkable: she took a drag, her biggest yet, and pulled my face towards her. She pursed her lips, and blew her smoke into my face, extremely slow, all the while staring into my eyes. My dream had come true, and I picked up the pace even more. She came again quickly, her pussy pulsating around my shaft, and I knew it was over. I parted her legs to cum all over her stomach, but she looked up at me.

Cum in me, Jerry�don't pull out. Her voice was breathy, and I could see the remnants of smoke as she spoke.

Jackie, I can't�what about getting pregnant? I asked.

She smiled at me, humping her ass up to meet me.

I'm on the Pill; please cum inside me. No one ever has.

Who was I to turn down her fantasy after she had fulfilled mine? I looked down at her as she kept smoking, and she raised her head to do a French inhale, looking at me the whole time. That was it for me; I shoved my cock deep twice, and I felt my come shoot out like a cannon, and it seemed like it was going to do that forever. She obviously felt it too, and I felt her pussy clamp around my cock as she had another orgasm. Minutes seemed to pass as I came inside her, never slowing down my furious pace. I finally collapsed beside her, my cock now growing soft inside her. She leaned in and kissed me softly, smiling at me.

I've wanted to fuck you since I met you, she said.

Good�then I don't feel so bad, I said. She put her arm under her head and continued to smoke as we talked, and needless to say, I was ready to go again real soon.

We started dating after that, but our relationship just couldn't hold up to the heat of that night. We're still good friends, and every now and then she indulges my need for a smoking fetish fix.

After School Practice

Today was not a good day. I woke up late, my teachers are bastards, and the kids here are all immature fruit cakes that need to get a life.

"I can't wait until schoolends. Only ten more minutes! Then, I can finallyget my hug and take a nap." I said to my friend, Ariel.

"Ah, I know exactly where you're coming from. But, unlike you, I've got to go to the frickin' dentist."

"Hey, are you going to the basketball game tonight? Oh my GOD! There's a basketball game tonight. I totally forgot. As much as I love Pep Band, sometimes it is extremely inconvenient. Well, there goes my entire chance of getting any sleep tonight!"

"Well, you're staying after school, right? Sleep in the band room. The people in pit orchestra are going to be practicing for the musical, so no one will botheryou."

"Good idea, good idea. Kudos to you! Well, hey we have like one minute until the bell rings, so I'll catch ya later."

BEEP

It's such a magical sight to be seen when the last bell rings. Everyone gets up as one and rushes out of the door, pushing and shoving and trying the make it to their locker the quickest. Lucky for me, I don't have to hurry because I walk home. Regardless, I don't like being the last one up stairs. Walking briskly to my locker occasionally saying a friendly "Hi" to my friends that I see along the way, my mind is weighing me down. As soon as I'm in front of my section of lockers, Idrop my things.Twist the dial left, twist the dial right, pop! The dial stops. "I WANT OUT OF THIS SCHOOL," I scream inside my head. I'm so happy when I'm done packing up. I grab my coat and shut my locker of Hell. I run down the stairs carefully so as not to trip. I've recently developed a fear of tripping on them and diving onto the landing face first.I've never broken a bone and I don'tintend on starting, although there have been times when I'm very surprised that I didn't. As soon as I'm off the stairs,I hurry to my friend'slocker.

"LAUREN! Where are you?" I yelled.

"I'm right here," she replied to me.

"Ah, thank God for you. I am about to go and kill someone. Today has just not been a good day!"

"I'm sorry...Well, we have band tonight so that's something to look forward to."

"Yeah, it is, I guess. I am also looking forward to the nap that I'll be taking while you're at pit."

"Haha. You're such a dork. I swear, youpractically live in the band room."

"I Know, and I love it!"

With that we hurried off to the band room, only to find it bustling with people waiting for pit to start. "Where's Mr. Anderson?" I thought to myself. Mr. Anderson isour absolutely gorgeousstudent teacher from the nearby university.He's 21 years old, raven-black hair that's constantly spiked,the most beautiful stark-blue eyes, around 6'1", and has one of the best male butts I have ever seen. I can tell from the clothes that he wears that heis very well built in more ways than one.Iset my things down in the first row, reserved for the flutes and other high-woodwinds, and started to make a little nest. I usedsome of the clothes that I had brought with me for my pillow. It was actually pretty comfortable. I decided not to pass out untileveryone left for pit, so me and Lauren could talkuntil3 about differentthings.She told me thatshe again asked Jake why he would continue not to date me, and he saidthat he's thought about changing his mind. I was fairly surprised, seeing as he's so stubborn. He seems to have more difficulties in dating younger women and was worried about giving me a chance. I'm glad that things are finally turningaround for him. We continued with ourconversationuntil2:55, when Lauren told me that she had to go and thatshe'd come and see me during her break. I kicked off my shoes got as comfortable as I could. As soon as she left, I immediately fell asleep.Come to find out, that slumber would notgo undisturbed for very long. I woke up fifteen minutes later to find myself shivering from cold. I decided to takethe nearest coat that I could find,curl up in the fetal position, and wrap it around me. Soon after doing so, Idrifted back off into my little dream world. It seemed that I had slept fora long time, but once again I was mistaken. I woke up to find the most gorgeous mangently shaking me.As soon as I got my bearings, I finally registered that the familiar face was Mr. Anderson. I think that I about died right there.

"What time is it?" I asked with a sleep-ridden sound in my voice.

"Umm, it's about 3:30. Are you ok?"He replied.

All of a sudden, I broke down into tears. "Oh my gosh. Only3:30. I must be destined to not get any sleep today, andapparentlyI am not ok. I've justhad a really bad day and have been trying to get to sleep for the past forty minutes and Ikeep getting woken up for various reasons."

Trying to calm me down, Mr. Anderson took me into his arms and held me with a special gentleness that has neverbeen experienced by me before. I wrapped my arms around his neck andcried into hisshoulder. I'm not sure how long we were like this, but hedidn't let me go at all. Heheld me and rocked me and held me some more. As soonas I'd calmed down enough for him to talk to and understand me, I told him how sorry I was that this had happened.

"I feel so embarrassed. I am so, so sorry. I'm sure that this isn't a part of me that you would ever want to see. Really Mr Anderson, I'm sorry."

"Call me Brandon from now on. And don't worry about it. I'll stay here with you for as long as you need me."

I think that I really was in heaven. Imaginehaving the most gorgeous man you had ever seen with his arms around you. I couldfeel his body against mine,the hard muscles in his arms, chest, and abdomen. I was loving every minute of it. I snuggled closer to him to where Iwas breathing softly on his neck and had my lips pressing ever so slightly against him. He smelt so good. I could tell that he was loving this just as muchas I was. I felt that he had started to slowly rub my back in gentlecircles. I shivered whenever he got near my lower back. He felt this, and asked me, "Are you cold?" "A little bit, yeah," I replied. And with that heheld me closer.I hadn't realized that the jean skirt I was wearing had ridden up to show most of my thigh, but Brandon had.

"Did you know that it was my coat that was wrapped around you?" heasked me.

"Umm, no, actually. Ihad no idea! I'm sorry aboutthat. Ijust grabbed whichever one was closest."

"Hey, it's ok. Actually, it's more than ok. You smell so good that Idon't mind having your wonderful scent in my coat."

I blushed vividly. "It's funny that you say that.You smell likeHeaven."

He laughed at me. And then, he bent down, tilted my head up, and lightly pressed his lips against mine. I had no idea what was happening. Every thought in the world was racing in my head at that very instant. I felt like a bomb had gone off inside of me. I went completely limp in his arms and just stared at him with my bright, hazel eyes. It took me about a minute to figure out what had just happened, but when I did, I kissed him right back with the same gentlenesshe had done to me. We sit there,locked together in the sweetest of kisses, with the passion arising between us.I felt his tongue lick my lips and I parted them to allow him entrance. Our tongues danced the dance of passion, entwined in each other. I could feel him growing harderunderneath me. Suddenly, I broke away from the kiss to ask him, "What if someone walks in?" We had totally forgotten that the doors were wide open, the lights were on, and there were hundreds ofpeople stillin theschool. He told me to hold on and that he knows where we can go. He lifted me off of him witha teasing kiss right next to my lips, and went to get the keys out of the office. He came back, grabbed my hand, and led me into the practice room. The light was off, and the door could be easily locked. Just in case anyone came in, I decided to grab an instrument case and music so that we'd have an excuse to be in there alone together. We shuffled in and quickly shut and locked the door. With that, he was on me in an instant. He pushed me against the wall and started kissing me. With his member being pressed against my stomach, I could tell that he was growing bigger every second. I began to unbutton his shirt with my teeth; I had to get my hands on his chest. It took me about thirty seconds to finish that task. I pulled out thetail that he had tucked into his pants and tore it off of his body. His chest was as beautiful as I had imagined. He began to fidget with my shirts. He unzipped my light sweatshirt, and helped me to take off the t-shirt that I was wearing underneath. He slid off the cami that I was wearing with ease and I was just standing there in my bra and skirt. The passion in that little room was so heavy that you could almost see the sparks. Next went my skirt. He got down onto his knees, unzipped my skirt, and slid it down over my sexy legs. "I had always thought that you would have a very athletic build, but wow!" he whispered to me. He kissed my stomach and trailed his kisses all the way back to my neck. I was standing in my lacy white bra with my sheer blue thong. By now, Brandon had a raging hardon that was easily visible no matter how he tried to hide it. I wanted to feel him in me so badly.

"Gosh, am I going to be the only one half-naked here?" I joked. "Here, let me help you with those." I slid my hands down his back, onto his muscular rear end. With my hands resting where they were, I turned around and rubbed my own slightly covered bum into his crotch. He groaned so loudly that I was sure someone would discover us."Shhh!" I whispered. "We've got to be quiet in here. The kids in the Orchestra room can hear us through the walls." I turned back around and once again, undid his buttons and zipper with my teeth. I slid his pants down his legswhile leaving his boxers on. If he wasn't made of steel before, hecertainly was now. His dick was making the biggest tent in his boxers that Iaudibly gasped. He just laughed atme, for the second timetoday. "Oh, you think it's funny? I'll show you funny!" I slowly slid his boxers down his legs, taking my time to make sure to tease him. Erect, his penis was at least 8 inches long, making me smile to myself. When they were down to his feet, I kissed my way back up his legs. I went excruciatingly slowly. I stopped right along the dip between hispelvis and thigh. I licked right around his penis, making sure not to touch it until the moment was right. "Patience, grasshopper," I whispered to him. He was groaning and I could tell that he was just dying from having to wait. Suddenly, I sunk my mouth around his head. I twirled my tongue, tasting the pre-cum that was already leaking out. I made my way down his shaft, but knew that especially since this was my first time giving head there was no way that I could take him all the way. I took him out of my mouth and licked all around the base while massaging his balls and jerking him off at the same time. By now, I was dripping wet and couldn't wait for him to get a hold of me. I continued to lick him until I made my way back up the shaft. I took as much as I could in my mouth and sucked my best, while still jerking what I couldn't get. He started moaning very loudly to the sounds of my slurping on his member. "Oh my gosh Arian,ohhh--I'm about--to---ugh--explode!" He could barely get the words out he was moaning so much. I felt his balls tighten in my hand, and that was when he shot his load into my mouth. I swallowed as much as I could but some still escaped out the sides of my mouth. I loved the taste of his juice. I sucked him until he stopped cumming, and then I licked the mess off of the side of him.

"Wow," was just about all he could say. "Was that you're first time?"

"Yup, yup it was."

"Oh my gosh, you're amazing. Now, let me give you something in return." He whispered huskily.

He picked me up and layed me on the ground. He kissed me deeply with the passion of fire engulfing wood, and made his way down my body. When he got to my breasts, he unhooked my bra that I was still wearing, and slid it off. He smiled at me and told me that my breasts were so cute and small. When he got hold of my nipples, it seemed that he just couldn't stop playing with them. He licked them, sucked them, pinched them, and nibbled them until he got them hard as pebbles. He continued to leave the lightest kisses down my body. He especially took a long time kissing my flat and sculpted stomach. I was squirming with anticipation by the time he reached my underwear. I guess that now I know what it feels like to be teased the same way that I did him. "Now, what are we going to do with these?" He asked me, tracing his fingers along the sides of my underwear. He slid his hands beneath the straps resting on my hips andpulled them down my legs. We were stark naked. I was almost feeling relieved that I had re-shaved my pussy this morning. I was completely hairless except for a small patch right above my hood, and there still wasn't much hair there. I liked to keep trim. "Beautiful" was all he said. He spread my legs for me and licked around my inner thighs. He licked around my lips to get my real wet and then plunged his tongue into my dark crevice. I was on fire. He found my clit and licked and sucked for what seemed like an eternity. He even nibbled once in a while. When he inserted a finger in, that only made things better. His effortsbrought me to an earth-shattering orgasm. I had masturbated regularly for about five years, but had never felt an orgasm such as this one. It was heavenly. "Ohhhh, Brandon, oh my God." I said while still trembling. He just smiled at me and kissed me. We continued kissing and exchanging our passionate embraces for a good ten minutes before he asked me, "Are you ready?"

"I think so... I'm so nervous, but I want it to be with you. You're amazing, and I think that I love you. Ever since I saw you, I've loved you. I always thought that maybe we were supposed to be together, but felt like a fool when I considered the likelihood of that happening."

"You are no fool, Arian. Not at all. I've felt the exact same way for God knows how long. I've dreamt about this ever since I first layed eyes on you. I love everything about you, and there is nothing that I would change about you."

"You're not just saying that so you can take me?"

"No, never. I do really love you. I do... I like the sound of that."

I giggled at him and kissed him. "Ok, just please be gentle. I know it'll hurt, and to be honest with you, I am scared. Go easy on me, please."

"I would never intentionally hurt you-- ever. Remember that. If you want me to stop, I will. You just have to tell me."

He lay on top of me and guided his member to my entrance. I was shaking with a mixture of some many feelings-- fear, anticipation, shock. I knew that he would love me forever, and likewise. He kissed me with the deepest passion and love possible. He didn't break that kiss, and suddenly I felt a pressure in my netheregions. I gasped, squeezed him tighter, and continued the kiss. I knew that if I didn't, I'd scream so loud that we'd bothbe eternally screwed.I felt the horrible painof me tearing and the hot tears began to roll down my face. I knew that I didn't want him to stop. As soon as he was embedded completely in me, I just lay there in his arms with him kissing away my tears. "Are you ok, baby?" He asked me.

"I think so, but I need a few minutes to adjust."

He continued to kiss away my tears and hold me close. His scorching hot body was pressed against mine with no room in between. After about five minutes, I didn't feel the pain anymore. I was quickly becoming accustomed to the feeling of there being an intruder in me. I started to like it more and more. Shortly after the tears stopped falling, he began to slide out of me. Suddenly, he plunged back in. "Ooooohhhhh"wemoaned together. We began to fall into a rhythm. He would pull out to his tip and then plunge back into me. I could feel the sweat building between us. His chest was so hot and there were beads forming between my breasts. I was a little worried that the moisture in the air would condense on the windows of the practice room. He quickened the pace of our movement causing us both to moan louder each time he plunged into me. "Oh, Arian, you are so tight. I love feeling your walls squeezing my dick. It feels like you're just gripping it. Ohhh God. Wow." I loved what he was doing to me. "Pound me Brandon, pound me like your life depends on my pussy." Igasped. I could feel every vein in him. Our thrusts became one. Whenever he would thrust, I would thrust my hips to meet him. It was a beautiful sight. "Come on Brandon," I struggled through clenched teeth, "Come on. Pound me! Beat my pussy black and blue." "Oh yes," He moaned. "I love it when you talk dirty." I could feel my orgasm building from my depths. It overtook me completely by surprise. I trembled and shook with a force I never could've imagined. As soon asBrandon felt my pussy walls clenching his dick, he shothis load into my depths. "Ohhhhhh!" We nearly screamed in unison. He continued to milk into me until he was completely dry. Exhausted, we lay there with him still in me.

"Wow. Wow. Oh my gosh. Absolutely amazing. Ya know, I think we need to do it again sometime." I said to him, gasping for air.

"I think you're right."

After about half an hour, we got up and got dressed.

"Hey Brandon, can you run me home? I need to shower and get a few new things to wear. I also forgot my Pep Band shirt and certainly can't wear this to the game." Pointing to my shirt he had used to wipe up the cum around the room.

"Sure, no problem."

There might be a sequel to this, but it depends on you all! Give me comments!