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TWINS IN LOVE

CHAPTER 37

Dad seemed to be in bliss as he looked down at mom sucking him. It
almost seemed that he didn't even notice Marie and I were still there.

Mom had been caressing his thighs and ass as she went up and down on his
cock. Her eyes were closed and seemed as if she was really enjoying it.

I whispered to Marie that maybe we should go upstairs now. "Oh good,
Kenny." I would love to be with you tonight. Both of us got out of the
pool making as little commotion as possible. Dad glanced at us for a
moment as I waved to him silently on our way off the deck. Mom was
oblivious to anything but dad's cock in her mouth. Marie and I were still
naked as we walked through the yard and up to my room. I didn't bother
with turning on the light.

I pulled her to me and hugged her. Our arms went around each other
tightly as she leaned up to kiss me.

Her body felt nice against mine. There was still the faint smell of
chlorine in her hair from the pool.

Her hands went between us and caressed my softened cock. Kissing me
with her eyes closed, she managed to have me hard in a hurry. "I want to
lick your pussy Marie. I want to taste you, make you cum in my mouth hon."
"Oh, Kenny, I was just going to do the same to you."

" I can wait." I said. " My cock needs a little rest for a while anyway
hon." I steered her to the bed and laid her with her legs hanging over.
Leaning over her, I kissed her and traveled to her neck and chest and down
to her nipples. Her small moans of appreciation made it nice. I licked
her hardened nipples for quite a while as my fingers softly stroked the
rest of her abdomen and her mound. Her legs were spread, and I could
faintly smell her womanly aroma. Her body was so beautiful. Even in the
darkened bedroom, with only the moonlight, she really turned me on. I
silently wondered how a man could have treated her so badly? Beat her? I
was determined to give HER pleasure tonight . My kisses and nips finally
reached her mound. It was gently rising and falling as I licked and nipped
all over it. Nipping her trimmed pussy hairs with my teeth for added
pleasure to her.

I had been kneeling between her spread thighs as my mouth and lips
traveled into her upper slit. I sucked and chewed softly all over.
Licking her clit as she moaned with pleasure. "Play with your tits Marie,
while I lick your wonderful pussy." "Oh Kenny, it feels so nice. You
really do that so nice." "Enjoy this Marie." "Close your eyes and just
relax."

"Cum anytime you feel like it hon. Just let yourself go." I whispered
up to her. I went back to licking her entire slit and stuck two fingers
into her warm wetness. I felt the roughened hump and steered my fingers
upward to touch and massage her "G" spot, just behind the hump. Her hips
instantly jerked as she moaned louder. I was sucking her clit softly as I
massaged this spot with my two fingers. Her wetness was increasing and I
knew it wouldn't be long before she would be cumming in my demanding mouth.

I was enjoying her taste. The aroma of her pussy juices filled my nose
and mouth as I sucked her. I watched her pinching and massaging her tits
continuously as she humped more wildly at my sucking mouth. OOOOOOHHHHH
"Kenny...Kenny....OOOOHHH.... It feels soooooo OOOOHHH I'm cumming now
honey. You're making me cum so nicely....OOOOHHHH. "OOOOHHHH Please dont
stop, please!"

I felt her shivering through her entire body as her pussy let go with
larger torrents of juice into my mouth. I lapped at her and tried to take
as much of her into my mouth as possible. I waited until I could feel the
second set of waves overtake her. I then rose quickly and slid my cock
into her and fucked deep. She let out a loud moan, feeling my cock slicing
into her in the middle of her orgasm. I was leaning on my hands over her
and crushed my mouth to hers through her spasms. Her pussy was
continuously grasping my cock and milking me for as much as it could
recieve from me. It felt like wet warm velvet inside her.

I rammed harder and quicker, as I sucked softly on her tongue in my
mouth. She moaned continuously through all of it. Her hips trying to ram
up to me as best she could.

Soon, I felt my cock nearing my own cum. I slid my own tongue into her
sucking mouth and exploded deep inside her. Spurt after spurt. I ground
my hips into her spread thighs while my cock remained deeply buried. My
arms went under her and clutched her to me tightly. Her legs wrapped me
and humped for every inch of my cock she could get into her swollen and
spasming pussy.

God it felt good. Both of us cumming at the same time and both giving
ourselves completely to the other. Her nails were scraping my back as I
finally felt her pussy slow its contractions around my cock.

I stayed rammed tightly into her as I softened my kisses. It was a long
while before I finally rolled off of her and we moved up on the bed
together.

OOOOHHHH "Kenny, that was absolutely wonderful honey. You really made
me cum so nice." "My bastard husband never let me go like that Kenny."

"As much as I tried to give him, all that I put up with, with him, he
never allowed me to explode like you have just done for me." She was still
panting as she turned on her side to me. Her leg went over my groin as she
massaged my softened cock with it. Her hand went to my face and stroked me
tenderly. "You felt wonderful inside too, Marie. you really mad ME cum
nicely too." "Yhank you Kenny." I slid my arm under her head and pulled her
to my lips for a soft kiss. Her tits were pressed into my chest and side.

"Oh, Kenny, this has been such a wonderful night for me. Having your
father make love with me like he did, and then you. Its really been
something I will always remember."

I was stroking her hair as she laid her head on my chest. "I'm glad we
could return all the pleasure you have given us , Marie. "Would you like
to make love with him again?

"OOOOHHH Yessss." "I sure would Kenny, anytime he would want me. Sure,
Kenny." "Kenny, you felt so nice cumming in me so hard. At the same time
my own cum was happening. It was so exciting for me."

"I really liked it too, Marie." Then there was a soft knock on the door
as mom slipped in the room. "Kenny honey?" "Yeah, mom?" She came nearer
and sat on the side of the bed next to me now. "You're dad is in bed now,
resting." Its been quite a day for him." 'He's really happy with all that
happened tonight too, honey." "He's mostly amazed at the idea of you and me
making love like that." 'He's OK with it Kenny." "We had a good talk and
he's really excited now about how our sex life can be." "Especialy with YOU
too, Marie." "He said he really enjoyed making love with you." "So am I,
for that matter." mom added softly. "I want to thank you for all you've
done for my husband, Marie." " You went way past what anyone could have
expected. I really want to thank you."



"It was wonderful with him, for me too, Rita.' I really enjoyed all that
HE did for me too." "And just a little while ago, how Kenny just made such
nice love with me. It was wonderful, Rita, really it was."

I felt mom's hand reaching down to caress my cock as she said that "
Kenny is becoming quite a good lover, isn't he Marie?" "Oh, He certainly
is. " "I really enjoy how he makes love with me. He's so gentle and seems
to know how to make me orgasm so nicely."

He does to me, too, marie. I really orgasm hard when he's in me.
Different than his dad, but just as nice." Mom moved and was laying on her
side next to me as she continued to softly stroke and caress my cock. She
leaned over and kissed me, letting her tits scrape across my chest. Her
cock massage felt nice. Undemanding. Just for pleasure. Mom really knew
how to pleasure a cock too. Her hand cupped my sack as her fingers
caressed and rolled my balls softly over and over. Again, kissing me.

Even though I had just cum in Marie ten minutes earlier, mom had my cock
almost hard now.

She raised her head and said, "I want to suck you once more honey.
Before I go to sleep tonight, I want to have your cock in my mouth." "Just
relax and enjoy it." Mom moved down and eased between my spreading legs.



Her both hands caressing and stroking my cock and balls as I felt my
balls being sucked into her mouth. I moaned, and pulled Marie over me for
a kiss. Mom's tongue rolling over and over my trapped balls in her mouth.
I couldn't help but moan at this wonderful pleasure.

Mom's mouth was warm and it felt nice on my now sensitive cock. She
sucked up and down softly, hardly demanding, as her fingers continuously
caressed and stroked all over.

Then, I only felt her left hand and her mouth. Marie was begining to
moan. I realized mom was also fingering Marie's pussy as she sucked me.
My hips were rising and falling as mom sucked. Almost matching Marie's
hips to mom's finger fucking her.

Now mom knelt between Marie and I and started to stroke my cock, as she
finger fucked Marie with more speed. "I'll make both of you cum now." she
said.

My arm was still under Marie's head as we both felt mom's hands and
fingers working on each of us. My cock being stroked and caressed with
firmness and now seeming to demand my cum, as she stroked me. Marie was
moaning as I closed my lips over hers. Mom worked her hands on us, faster
and faster. I felt my cock begin to make very sensitive spurts into her
stroking hand. Marie was moaning into my mouth as we kissed. I could feel
mom's manipulations on Marie's pussy as well as the excitement of my
spurting cock that mom was now rolling her palm over and over the head as I
came. Then I felt her mouth covering and sliding all the way down to the
base of my cock as she sucked me hard. Her fingers still in Marie's
pulsing pussy.

"OOOOHHHH Rita. OOOOHHH, You're making me cum again...OOOOOO", Marie
was moaning softly.

I felt Marie's hips once again rise and hump to mom's finger fucking
inside her. My own moans as mom squeezed my cock from the base to the tip
to completely drain all my remaining cum. Her mouth sucking the very tip.
I didn't hink I would even have been able to cum at all, let alone spasm
like this into mom's mouth.

Now, as my cum subsided, and mom felt me relaxing, she quickly moved
over and dove between Marie's legs and licked her pussy rapidly. Mom was
moaning along with Marie, as she began to suck her into yet another orgasm.

I raised up and leaned over Marie, smothering her with kisses as mom
sucked her pussy. I nibbled her tits as her hands wildly stroked my head.

I could hear the sucking sounds as mom lapped and sucked into Marie's
orgasming pussy. Mom moaned even more as she must have started to taste
Marie's juices flowing now. I went back to kissing Marie, hard as she
almost screamed from mom's mouth on her. It took several more minutes
before she finally came back to earth and seemed to collapse next to me.

Mom rose and leaned over to kiss me good night. "I hope you both
enjoyed ME for a change." she said.

'Oh mom, that was fantastic!" "I didn't even think I would be able to
get that hard, let alone be able to cum so soon."

"Oh Rita, thank you. You really made me feel good with that orgasm." "I
got two for the price of one, Marie." "I was tasting Kenny's cum in your
pussy as I licked you too."

"Well, I guess we all need a good sleep now, after all we did tonight."

"I'll see you both in the morning." "Love you...." "I love you too mom.
Good night." Mom slipped out the door as quietly as she came in.

I pulled Marie over to me and kissed her softly once more. I guess
mom's right hon, We need to sleep for a while." ""Yes, kenny, you're so
right." We both laid our arms across each other as we laid face to face and
drifted off to sleep. Marie's gentle breathing, her soft tits pressed into
me, felt so soothing to me, as I finally drifted off.

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Author: Frederick T.
Title: If Candy is Dandy and Liquor is Quicker...Who's Maryjane ??
Part: 1 of 1
Universe:
Summary:
Keywords: (MF violence divorce)(MF spanish fly)(MF mF Spanish Fly)(mf mfF MF first spanish Fly)(Fm MF oral mild bd)(MmFf mild bd)(Mf mf Mf anal group)(FfM MF anal oral group)(MF mf BMF interr oral anal)(Mf MF first oral)(mfF oral anal)
Language: English

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1998 Frederick T. Commercial use in any form requires the written
permission of the author and will ensure a portion of the proceeds goes to the
National Organization for the Reform of Marijuana Laws (NORMAL) and/or the
American Cancer Society.

!!!!! ATTENTION READER !!!!!

The following work is of a sexual nature. If you have not yet reached the
age of consent, where ever you reside, the author requests your parents or
guardians review this material before you continue. Censoring the material a
young mind absorbs is not the responsibility of the creator but that of the
adult who has custodial responsibility for the young mind. Having said that;
the following story is pure fantasy. It didn't happen, probably could never
happen and the author accepts no responsibility for person(s) who attempt to
make it happen. All the characters were created by the author and none of
them are based on people who actually lived or are living in this wonderful
world we inhabit. We are all created by a wonderful process called sexual
intercourse. That it was made so pleasurable is undeniably the reason we have
filled this world with our children. While the creator probably did so for a
reason; remember that human beings created all the side dishes that accompany
the basic act. Sex should have a happy ending, whether with yourself or with
a partner. That this is sometimes not the case can only be the fault of the
participants. Sex should be fun ! As always email your comments to the
usual.

If Candy is Dandy and Liquor is Quicker...Who's Maryjane ??
(MF violence divorce)
(MF spanish fly)
(MF mF Spanish Fly)
(mf mfF MF first spanish Fly)
(Fm MF oral mild bd)
(MmFf mild bd)
(Mf mf Mf anal group)
(FfM MF anal oral group)
(MF mf BMF interr oral anal)
(Mf MF first oral)
(mfF oral anal)

by
Frederick T.

With thanks to the founding fathers and the U.S. Constitution

PROLOGUE

He'd been sitting in his car in the parking lot for over twenty minutes.
Five minutes had passed since they entered the apartment or condo or townhouse
or whatever you call it. He got out of his car and slowly made his way to the
front door. It was locked. After all, they weren't total fools. He wasn't a
big man but when he kicked the door just to the right of the door knob with
his heel; the door burst open. He stood there, surprised by his strength.

The woman was on her knees on the couch, her skirt bunched up around her
waist. The man's trousers had fallen down, around his ankles. Both of their
heads turned at the sound of the door bursting open. The man turned to face
him, his penis engorged with blood, spurting semen. He noticed the woman
wasn't wearing any undergarments, maybe the man took them off ? His
concentration wavered a bit as he stared at the woman's gaping vulva, swollen
and red. His first shot hit the man in the shoulder as he walked into the
room. He continued firing. The second shot hit the man in the chest. He
stood over him and fired the third shot into the man's face and then the forth
shot into his groin where his penis had reverted to it's flaccid state.

The red headed woman was screaming and scrambling off the couch. She
scooped up her purse and found the Saturday night special rather quickly,
considering the circumstances. Two quick shots sounded and her husband fell
to the floor. She stared at the two men on the floor, raised the pistol to
her mouth and caressed the barrel with her lips for a moment before blowing
the top of her head off.

CHAPTER ONE

"Hey ! Surfer dude...Need your help in the bedroom."

Timmy Haggerty heard the, "Hey ! Surfer dude..." The rest was just
gibberish. He was sweeping up a mess the painters made in the front room. He
leaned the broom up against the wall of the empty room and walked toward the
bedroom.

"Timmy, how about climbing up into the attic and checking to see if
there's anything up there."

"Aw ! What the fuck do we have to do that for ?"

"Hey ! Man, we're supposed to check out the entire condo and make repairs
as necessary. Plus the longer we're here, the more we get paid. Now, just
climb up on my back and get your ass into the attic and look around."

Timmy did as he was told and was soon alone in the attic. It was dark and
hot. Even though it was just midMarch, the temperature in the attic was over
eighty degrees. His asshole boss didn't even give him a flash light how the
fuck was he supposed to see shit up here in the dark ?

His eyes slowly accustomed themselves to the dark. Timmy moved away from
the hole in the attic floor and began to search for what he had no idea ?
Over in a far corner of the attic was a very dark shadow. Timmy moved toward
it.

"Hey ! What's taking you so long ?"

"Fuck you, Butch. It's fucking dark up here. Be a lot easier if I had a
flash light."

Timmy continued to move toward the corner of the attic until he ran into a
cardboard box. He felt the box with his hands and found it covered with dust.
He was very careful as he opened it and peered inside. He couldn't see shit
and was about to yell something down to Butch when his hands felt something
interesting. There were two jars in the box plus a note book and several VCR
tapes.

"Not a fucking thing up here, Butch."

"Well...then, get your ass out of the attic. It's almost quittin' time,
Timmy."

Much later that evening Timmy was back at the condo with his back pack on.
The rentacop at the gate was an asshole and hassled Timmy for about three
minutes before letting him inside. Timmy told him he forgot his jacket that
afternoon when he left the site. He entered the condo, dropped his back pack
to the floor and quickly removed a flash light and his jacket. He was back
into his back pack and up into the attic in no time. He packed the contents
of the card board box into his back pack and was back into the condo bedroom
in under a minute. He put his jacket on over his back pack and casually
walked back out to where the rentacop was guarding the entrance. Timmy
Haggerty was back home and closeted in his room, less than an hour after he
left. His parents never knew he left the house.

Timmy examined the contents of his back pack. The jars were used
mayonnaise jars, cleaned and filled with pills. One jar had pink pills in it,
the other blue. The blue pills were about half the size of the pink pills.
The note book was filled with pages of neatly subscribed notes. There were
five VCR tapes. Timmy figured he'd have to plan a good deal to view the VCR
tapes as his family only had one and it was in the front room. Something told
him he wouldn't want his parents looking over his shoulder while he watched
these tapes.

Timmy got dressed for bed and brushed his teeth. He then settled on the
bed and began reading. The first ten pages or so were filled with equations
and chemical symbols that Timmy could hardly understand. He got bored,
reading the shit and fell asleep without really understanding what he had
discovered. Tomorrow morning was Sunday and Timmy was going to be up at the
crack of dawn, surfing an early South swell hitting the beaches of Orange
County, California.

His discovery didn't seem that important to him so it was Wednesday
evening before Timmy got back to the note book. He skipped over the pages
with the chemical symbols and started on the page titled "Clinical Trials."
In less than ten minutes he had a ragging hardon and was planning on skipping
school Friday to watch the tapes. There was no doubt in Timmy's mind; he had
discovered a gold mine and was already planning on how to milk it dry !

CHAPTER TWO

Subject #1

My first piece of ass...blonde...not bad looking...nice tits...blonde
bush. Was a wild woman...couldn't keep up with her...came three times...once
in her cunt...once in her mouth and once in her ass. Got hard again but
didn't cum...cock sore for three days. Have to cut the formulae. Evaluation
worthless.

Subject #2

Gorgeous...Short dark hair...nice tits...dynamite ass...trimmed bush. Got
the formulae right...fucked her three times and came on her face. One more
test before I try the stuff myself. Cock sore again for about three days.

Subject #3

Long, light brown hair...not much of a body. So hot on the stuff, I
caught her fingering herself in the bar restroom. Blew the first load into
her face while she was sitting on the john and then fucked her. Interrupted
by a guy wanting to use the head...left her...she serviced three guys while I
watched ! This shit is fantastic...next time I use it too !

Subject #4

Older woman...Brown hair...biggest tits I've ever seen...a little saggy
but fucking huge. Took the pill when we got in the car and had a ragging
hardon, probably because she was stroking it all the way to the motel. Don't
remember a fucking thing after we got naked...Woke up around midnight and
found her covered with blood...freaked out and split...checked on her later at
the diner and found her ok ! Cock sore for about a week...Have to cut the
formulae !!

Subject #5

Blonde...nice tits...blew the first load in her mouth and all over her
face. Fucked her three more times and blew another load in her mouth...then
fucked her again. Some what in control but still need to lower the dosage.
Cock sore for four days afterward. Getting there !

Subject #6

Dark haired...good looking...found her in the supermarket...blew me in the
parking lot...made it to her place and fucked her three times...once in the
ass. A real hot chick ! Gave great head...she swallowed another load, too !
In total control. She asked me to call her. Cock a little sore...I think
it's perfect !

Subject #7

The woman I interviewed with, Ms. Jean deVoss. Graying hair...a large
bust...trimmed her bush. Fucked her...pumped a load on her face...came on her
tits and fucked her again until she couldn't hold still. Figured what the
fuck, she's not going to hire me anyway. The job offer freaked me out and I
guess Jean deVoss will be the first woman I do it with twice ??

Subject #8

Nancy something...platinum blond...small tits...great ass ! Not that
experienced...never sucked cock before. Blew the first load on her
face...came in her cunt twice...blew a load on her skirt and then fucked her
in the ass. Had to go to work afterward and could hardly function...cock felt
like it had been in a meat grinder...got her number...want to see her again.

Subjects #9, 10, 11 & 12

Company picnic...Teddie something was the first...fucked her on a picnic
table while another couple fucked at the other end...switched places with the
guy and fucked his wife while he fucked Teddie. Doris was her name and she
was black...a first. Then fucked two checkers and had them suck my cock while
the orgy continued. Can't believe how well "sex" works. Only used two pills
and four women were out of control...maybe cut the dosage again ??

Subjects # 13 & 14

Mother and daughter...both blonde. Caught the daughter getting herself
off in her bedroom and had her blow me, then ate her blonde haired pussy and
filled her tight little cunt with cum...blew another load in her mouth and was
in the process of fucking her again when mother got home. Was going to split
but found the mother drank the rest of the soda pop and was hot for some cock.
Ate her on the breakfast table and then fucked her for a bit but hardly got
off...shouldn't have done the daughter so much. Ha ! Ha !

Subject #15

Jean deVoss' admin. asst...Janet Springfield. Small, young lady...dark
hair...tits as big as her boss...shaved pussy. Fucked her three or four times
and came in her mouth twice. She blew me again the next day for lunch without
"Sex." Fucked her for three days straight...bought a video camera and filmed
a couple of nights...then got tired of her. Last night told her it was
over...asked me to fuck her twice in ten minutes and I haven't given her "Sex"
in two days. Met Jean de Voss in parking lot the next day...took her to a
bar. Jean was obviously hot to fuck but I slip her "Sex" anyway...took her
home and out walks a very naked Janet. The two of them damn near killed me
but they did spend a lot of time eating and sucking each other...what a turn
on...and I got it on tape !!

Subject # 16 & 17

I'd been handing "Sex" out to a few guys in every bar I visited and I was
visiting a lot. I figured the formulae was perfect so I wanted a little
unbiased view. After two weeks of nothing all of a sudden a little nibble.
I'm positive the slow response is because they realize they're on to something
big and want to be cool about it. This Chinese cocktail waitress, kind of
like a joke, asks me if I'm the man with the magic pills. I laugh but in a
few minutes, admit I've got lots of magic pills...We end up at my place and
she spends the night. Another first time at bat "around the world" in her
cunt, ass and mouth. A week later she brings a delicious partner and I fuck
her tight, almost hairless cunt until it's swollen and red Fuck ! I was a
wild man again. Maybe this shit grows on you ?

Subject #18

This friend of Nancy's...Janice...tall...slim, not much bust. Great ass
and the nastiest woman I've ever met. Did it all with her the first time
she was egging me on to do more. In the cunt, ass and mouth, also came in her
face but it was the fourth squirt and didn't amount to much. Saw her three
times the first week each time she was hornier than the last. She told me
after one morning fuck fest that she was on the way to see her tennis buddy,
now ! I imagined she fucked his brains out too ? Pumped her the following
week for an intro to Barbara Thorpp. I could tell she wasn't too happy about
it but pressed her hard. She agreed as long as I promised to leave her
daughter alone.

Subject #19

Another of Nancy's friends...Lynn...A real stacked blonde...natural too !
Her eye brows are a real wispy straw color. Like I said, I had been handing
out some of the pink pills and now was meeting the first guy who seemed to
know what I was handing out. He went on and on about how hot it made his
fianc�e. Told him to pick out a woman in the bar and we'd both fuck her this
afternoon at the John Wayne...if that's what he wanted. He looked around and
said, "How about the blonde with the big tits ?" I looked over and there was
Lynn saying goodby to a man. I was positive it was her husband. I walked
confidently over to her and introduced myself to her husband. After a few
minutes, he left. I slid in beside her and told her I had a friend...could he
come and join us ? Twenty minutes later the guy, I'm with...Barney...is
playing with her tits in the booth. I break them up...Barney is
registering...up the elevator...He's pulling off her clothes...I'm out of
mine...She's a natural blonde all right...Nice hairy pussy...a little heavy in
the hips and thighs...Barney is down on the bed with her...He's no where near
as big as I am but she's panting and bellowing like crazy. As soon as he's
done, I climb aboard and fuck her for twenty minutes straight. I came three
times and her cunt looked like a swamp with all the cum that was draining out
of it. Barney and I fucked her five times between us and we both got a blow
job. Is this great or what ?!

Subject #20

Mrs. Robert Thorpp...Janice made me work for it. She called every morning
for a week and demanded to be fucked or I'd never get to meet Barbara. I
didn't like being on the short end of the stick so I planned a little surprise
for Janice. The last two times I left her place, I ran into her
daughter...Just like her mother...tall, slim, dark hair. I overheard her
trying to get some dope from a friend. I talked her into meeting me after
school the following day and took her to the beach. In the car, I taught her
to blow me and then took her home with cum all over her face and blouse.
Anyway, after that I got the invite and during lunch with Janice and Barbara,
asked Barbara for a ride home. Jackpot ! Got it on film and it looks great,
if I say so myself. Mailed it yesterday.

##### Testing ended #####

Notes

Just a couple of notes: Figure that if anybody reads this I'm not
around...Probably shot by some jealous husband...Ha ! Ha ! Right now I'm
getting too much pussy to write anything...quit my job and have women all over
me, all the time. They give me money, jewelry, you name it, they give it to
me. Also selling a lot of the shit at $10 a pill never the blue ones
though. Noticed the other day that I'm not even giving "Sex" to them and
they're hot for it must be word of mouth. Have noticed the formulae appears
to work better if you tease the woman with what you're going to do with them
it drives them wild. One woman, I'd only met once, came up to me at the
tennis club and asked if I was free that afternoon but I was with Barbara and
didn't intend giving her up for some unknown. Got another date with Thorpp's
wife this p.m. have turned her into a raving nymphomaniac looking forward
to it. Just remember the pink one is for girls and the blue one is for boys.
Enjoy !

Timmy could hardly wait to watch the tapes...

CHAPTER THREE

Retired Lieutenant Colonel Dale Haggerty drove like a mad man through the
high desert South of Las Vegas. He was finally on the last leg of his trip.
He had a bottle of Jack Daniel's between his legs and was just keeping up with
traffic at seventyfive. He had the hard top behind the front seat and the
trunk was full of his possessions. Dale was hoping some fresh air would sober
him up a little before he arrived at his brother's. He noticed the
temperature was ninetyseven as he cruised through Baker. Jesus ! It was
hotter than hell here and it was only early May.

Last night was a blur of drinking, gambling, more drinking and more
gambling. He'd spent three days in Las Vegas. He only planned on spending
one. But during that "one" night in town; met a young lady who guaranteed
that she'd show him a great time his entire stay. The first night didn't go
too well because Dale got so fucking drunk he passed out as soon as he hit the
bed. He was surprised to find "Shelly" still there the next morning. The
money he gave her, to sleep with him, was still on the night stand.

"What are you still doing here...I would have thought you'd have left long
ago ?" Dale's head was splitting.

"Who's Donna ?" He didn't answer her. She'd been sitting in the stuffed
chair across the room before getting up to get him a glass of water and a
couple of aspirin. He gulped down the water and the pills. "Well, I
considered it but thinking about last night...Well ! I had damn good
time...Dinner...Dancing. It's not often a girl, like me, meets a guy willing
to treat it like a date instead of just a fuck. So when you passed out...I
decided to see if you were game for tonight ?"

Dale looked at her through blood shot eyes. "We do anything ?"

"I told you, we had dinner and you took me dancing and then gambling..."

"No ! I mean; when we got back here..."

The girl shook her head back and forth. "By then, Dale, you had drank
just about every bottle of Jack Daniel's in Clark County. You hit the bed and
crashed."

Dale looked disappointed, rolled over and told her to wake him at two.
God ! She looked a lot like his wife...exwife, he should say. This whore,
though, had more integrity that his exwife. Catches her "red handed" with
some young F15 squadron commander, coming out of a motel in the middle of the
afternoon. A week later, he leaves on temporary duty and catches the same guy
walking up the street and into his house...Dale stayed at his neighbor's house
across the street and got it all on video her meeting him at the door
embracing him at the door. He could only imagine what else they did ?

Dale married Donna over twentythree years ago...Didn't meet her until he
was a Captain at Squadron Officers School. She'd hang out at the officer's
club on Friday nights. They started dating and married six months later.
Marriage wasn't exactly what Dale thought it would be. He'd done very little
dating since college in fact, hadn't done any. All the sex he'd gotten; he
paid for. Southeast Asia was an "adult" Disneyland...And Dale took full
advantage of it.

Donna was nowhere near as hot in bed as she looked...A big blonde
natural too ! Tits like watermelons and a blonde curly bush that drove him
wild. She'd parcel out sex like it was a prize at the carnival though and
Dale relegated himself to a life of "waxing his pole" three or four times a
week. He laughed to himself, thinking how disappointed the F15 fuck was
going to be.....

.....Shelly was shaking him. After shaving and showering, he felt half
alive and after a couple of shots of "Jack," was ready to party. Dinner was
grand, the dancing divine; they gambled until almost dawn and on the way back
to his hotel; Dale got on the floor of the cab and gave Shelly head for about
ten minutes...That is until they pulled up in front of his hotel. The doorman
had a hard time suppressing the grin on his face and Dale was real pissed
because he felt that Shelly was just about to get off.

Once in the room, he stripped off his clothes and promptly passed out on
the bed. Shelly, again, spent the night in the stuffed chair. She woke
before he did and crawled up on the bed with him. He was sleeping without the
covers and his cock was clearly visible, nestled in a forest of dark pubic
hair. His chest was covered with it, thick, almost black. She started at his
knee and worked her mouth up to where she could have licked his testicles if
she wanted too. His cock hadn't stirred. When she was half way up his other
thigh, she saw his cock twitch. Shelly smiled. She was going to suck this
guy's brains out through the head of his cock; maybe then he wouldn't get so
drunk thinking of what he would get when they got back to his room. God !
Did he give her some good head last night ?! Most of the guys who went down
on her, did it just to turn themselves on some even came while they were
eating her. Dale was certainly different. There was no doubt in her mind
that he was trying to get her off and if they...She laughed and continued
trying to arouse him.

When she reached his balls this time, her tongue slithered out of her
mouth and made contact with his testicles. His penis lurched. She breathed
on his ball sack and watched as his cock started to stand on it's own. She
heard him utter a moan. She grasped some of his pubic hair with her teeth and
pulled. She heard, "Oooh.." Her tongue was at the base of his cock, which
had plopped over onto his stomach, when he rose to his elbows.

His eyes were bloodshot as shit and she was afraid he was going to tell
her to get lost. Instead he plopped back down on his back and whispered,
"Don't kill me." She laughed and gobbled up the head of his dick. He was
pretty hung, Shelly thought. Well, maybe not hung but he definitely had a
nicely shaped penis. She figured him to be, maybe seven inches...but the
shape is what got her. His erect cock grew up out of his groin and curved
back toward his stomach, the knob of his dick head poking into his stomach
just above where his pubic hair started to get real thick.

Shelly pulled it down, starting to run her tongue around the head of his
dick. She was curious as to what he would feel like, buried in her. Would
she be able to feel the curve of his cock ? She revised up her estimation of
his penis length, maybe eight ?

"Dale, your cock's fun to suck on...want me to climb on ?"

"Just keep sucking...Please." The "please" was long and drawn out.
Shelly went back to his cock. Dale's head was pounding. He figured his head
ache would disappear after she started blowing him. God ! He hadn't had a
blow job like this since...When ? He could hardly remember, maybe Vietnam ?
When he was a lieutenant and a "War" hero. Her head was bobbing over his
groin. Her blond hair bouncing about his genitalia. He was getting
close...Oh ! So close. He let go and his semen rushed out the head of his
cock. He felt Shelly pull her mouth off of him after the first two or three
spurts. He cried out, "Deborah..." looked up and saw semen leaking out of
Shelly's mouth, dribbling onto her blouse.

He didn't know how long he slept and was sure Shelly would be gone by now.
Calling out another woman's name as you blow your load into a lady's mouth is
probably not even considered kosher with a whore.

He was wrong. She was sitting in the chair all dressed up...ready to go
"party." He struggled into the bathroom and got ready. The night was just
about identical to the previous two. He woke the next morning with her
blowing him again. He reached over to the night stand and took a swig of
whiskey.

"Get naked, Shelly...I want to see you naked." She got to her knees and
off came the blouse. She had a nice set of tits, nothing like his "ex" but
nice. She stood and dropped her skirt and panties. The panties were one of
those "g" string things. He'd bought his "ex" a couple of those over the
years but she had never worn them. Shelly dropped the bra and was now naked.
She rubbed her lower stomach, just above the small triangle of dark pubic hair
at the juncture of her thighs. He'd thought she was a natural blonde.

Dale struggled to pull his shirt off and she leaned over to help him. His
hands went to her breasts and then his mouth. She was over him and was
guiding his cock to her cunt. She ran the head of his dick up and down the
shaved lips of her vagina then sat on his bowed cock and rubbed her cunt lips
up and down then. He was thrusting already and she was sure this was going to
be a short ride. She pushed his cock back and slid it into her cunt. Oh !
It did feel different and she started bucking on him. He pulled her down and
started biting her neck, his hands on her ass...Thrusting his cock in and out
of her at an amazing speed.

Dale was concentrating as hard as he could on the pain in his head. His
cock felt fucking great. Shelly was by no means tight but as tight as his
"ex" after two children. He was really giving her a ride and was hoping
beyond hope that he could get her off. He used to play this game in Vietnam,
trying to get the whores off before he came in them. Shelly's sat up on him
to slow him down, her brown areolae and nipples had shrunk...They were almost
tiny little nubs on her breasts which over flowed his hands while he pawed
her. She was bucking against him and starting to breath through her mouth.
Her nostrils flared as if she couldn't get enough air. He fucked her faster
and watched the perspiration form on her breasts and chest. He increased his
tempo again and was starting to grunt and groan as he thrust himself up and
down on the bed.

Shelly hadn't been fucked like this in a long long time. She was going
to have a very pleasant orgasm if Dale kept fucking her the way he was. Oh !
Shit ! Here it comes ! "Oooooh...Fuck...Daleeeee...Fuck me...I'm cummmming
like crazy !" And she was. She threw her head back and wailed, her neck
muscles taunt and chorded. Her thighs were tensed up, squeezing his waist and
hips. His cock felt like a long curved pipe was fucking in and out of her.
She was sore and couldn't remember the last time a guy made her sore,
especially just fucking her once. She felt her cunt become flooded with his
jizzim. It was soaking his pubic hair. Her crotch felt like a swamp.

Dale felt his semen dribbling out of her. She was still breathing heavily
and was now lying still on his chest, her legs still under her. He thrust up
into her a couple of more times. He just realized that he was breathing hard.

When he thrust the third time, she raised herself. Her tits were dangling
below her and he reached up and captured one of her flaccid nipples in his
mouth. "Dale...We've got to find you a better mouth wash than Jack Daniel's."

He laughed and started thrusting again. She was sloppy wet and he had
lost most of his hardness. He kept thrusting until she moved off him and
started sucking his cock. His penis was bright and shinny with his cum and
her wetness although he felt it was mostly his semen. He said one word, maybe
it was two ? "Sixtynine."

Shelly rotated her rear end to his head and put a knee on either side of
his face. Her mouth never left his cock. She was just teasing it a bit to
try and get some blood back into his penis. His attack on her cunt shocked
her. He covered her entire mound with his lips and now she felt his tongue
snaking all over her slimy cunt lips...Her clitoris...Her labia...Her cunt,
driving his tongue in and out of her his tongue felt like a small cock.
Shelly was getting turned on again and started sucking Dale with a passion.

Dale could feel his cock get hard and flexed his ass to pump more blood to
his member. He had Shelly's ass spread wide and was teasing her puckered,
little asshole. It was surrounded by quite a few short dark hairs that he
tried to comb away from her anus. He got tired and finally plunged his tongue
into her ass.

Shelly's head snapped out of his groin and she started yelling, "Oooh !
Dale...Yes...eat my cunt...My ass...Aaaaahhhhh !" She sat her ass right on
his face but that didn't stop his tongue from slipping in and out of her
asshole. She finally rolled away from him but he came with her and then got
to his knees.

"Come on, Shelly...Lets' fuck again." He was stroking his dick and Shelly
had no doubt that he could get it in her. He leaned down and kissed her
nearest breast and coaxed her over on her stomach. In just a split second and
quick, like a cat, he was behind her, pulling her to her knees and sliding his
cock into her. He just held it in her, his stomach right up against her ass
cheeks. She could feel his cock getting harder, growing right up into her
stomach and then he started fucking her and didn't stop until she had cum
about a dozen times. She hardly felt the thumb he had reamed into her asshole
but faintly remembered she came real hard just after he poked it into her.

When she woke, he was gone. There was a thousand dollars, in hundreds, on
the night stand. On the top bill was written, "Had a great time, Shelly. See
you soon. Dale."

Dale accelerated to eightyfive to pass a semi. He was embarrassed at
having gotten so drunk with Shelly but boy ! Was this morning great. The
best fucking he'd done in...twentysomething years. Donna...his trophy
wife...Looked hot but unfortunately was not as hot as she looked...He happened
on her and the F15 guy by accident...A few years after they first got married
he started bleeding inside. The air force couldn't find a cause and took him
off flying status death for a pilot. Ten years later it happened again but
this time the air force found the problem and declared him eligible to fly
again. The only problem was that he could no longer compete with his peers in
the flying arena. He stayed in maintenance, got checked out to fly some
functional check flights and continued to get promoted with his peers still in
the flying game.

He'd been flying a light twin engine on his own for the last year and
every Tuesday morning would sneak off base and take a lesson toward his A.T.P.
Oh ! He didn't want to fly for the airlines, he doubted his six hundred or so
hours would make him very competitive just like his military record hadn't
made him competitive enough for full colonel. Maybe, he'd pilot a light twin
over the Grand Canyon or Hawaii ?? He hadn't decided. Anyway, returning to
base that morning, he had to detour because of some construction right by
the Best Western and there was his wife's car. He parked and watched...then
planned the phony T.D.Y. The same guy was over in less than a half hour after
he drove out of the driveway.

He confronted her...She laughed at him, "what in the world are you talking
about ?" He offered to take her back, "Let's retire together...Start over
again...Right now !" Donna refused, told him she wanted to stay with the air
force. Dale laughed. The air force had really sold that line. He was
surprised people still swallowed it...What was he saying ? They had treated
him pretty fair. They spent two days dividing up their belongings. Dale
didn't want much his clothes a TV some speakers he got in S.E.A.

When they met at their lawyers office, she showed up with her own female
attorney and the woman started talking about laws and custom, so forth and so
on. He got tired of the bullshit and looked at Donna, "I thought you and I
had this all settled, Donna ?"

She refused to look him in the eye and the female lawyer cautioned him
about threatening her client. Dale asked "their" lawyer if he had a VCR. The
lawyer pointed to the wall. Dale casually walked over and turned it on. He
popped in the tape and then narrated the action, mentioning that he had an eye
witness. He wanted everything but the clothes on her back or this got
delivered to the air force.

"Your twintailed sissy pilot will find his career in the shitter in about
three hours."

Dale left with the divorce decree and immediately called a broker to get
rid of all the furniture, pots and pans all the shit he wasn't going to need
where he was going...Where that was, he wasn't quite sure yet but spending a
few days at his brother's would clear that up !!??

CHAPTER FOUR

Timmy Haggerty was up before the sun even thought about showing up. As he
slipped on his wet suit, he could hardly wait to see his uncle's reaction. He
hadn't been working weekends for nothing. He'd saved every dime and bought
his uncle an old, long board and wet suit. Timmy figured his uncle would be
stoked to get back in the waves again...Help him forget about his divorce.
Maybe even encourage him to stay in Orange County and take him on surfin'
safaris like he did when he was teaching Timmy to surf.

Wow ! Were those great times ! That Summer his uncle came to visit
every morning he woke Timmy before the sun came up...Prodding him on with,
"You can't soar with the eagles if you stay up all night with the turkeys !"
Timmy laughed at that thought as he headed down the hall...And what better
teacher than his uncle the only unsponsored finalist in the old United
States Surfing Championships in 1965 right up there with Corky Caroll, David
Nuuhiwa, Mike Doyle real heroes in the surfing world.

His grandmother had shown him the pictures she took. Dale standing on the
nose, sliding along, almost effortlessly. He always got real excited when he
saw those pictures and listened to the stories his grandmother would tell him.
He could tell in the photos how excited her and grandpa were. In the after
contest photos, Dale always had his arm wrapped around the most unbelievable
girl with the biggest hooters. Timmy'd had many fantasy's about her. Grandma
told him that Deborah was Dale's steady girl.

Timmy burst through the door and found Uncle Dale passed out on the floor,
still dressed in the same shit he was wearing the night before. Timmy had
never seen Uncle Dale so drunk. Towards the end of the evening he was sippin'
straight from the bottle didn't even bother pouring it into a glass. Maybe,
this wasn't such a hot idea ?

Timmy got down on his knees and whispered into Dale's ear, "You can't soar
with the eagles if you stay up all night with the turkeys !"

There was no response from Dale. Timmy whispered louder. After the third
try, he jumped up, flicked on the light and almost yelled, "Come on, you
turkey, get your fat ass off the floor and let's go surfing !"

Dale jerked awake and squinted into the lighted room. "Who the fuck was
this ?" He wondered. He finally made out Timmy, standing over by the light
switch. "What the fuck time is it ?"

"Zero Four fortyfive...Uncle Dale...can't soar with the eagles if you
stay up all night drinking Jack with the fucking turkeys ! Now get your ass
off the floor. I want to be in the line up before the sun hits the first
wave." He laughed, thinking of how often his uncle had used that line on him.
At first it was hard because he wasn't very good and really didn't enjoy
surfin' or "sliding" as his uncle called it. But after he caught his first
wave all by himself and rode it all the way to the shore, he was hooked and
was often dressed and ready to go before his uncle came to wake him.

"Go away, Timmy...Come back later...There'll always be more waves
tomorrow." Dale rolled over and almost immediately started to snore.

Timmy walked over and dropped the wet suit over his head. He got to his
knees, put his face right next to Dale's wetsuit covered head and in a normal
voice said, "Remember all the times you told me if I didn't have my shit
together...You'd go without me ? Well...You've got five minutes to meet me
out in the station wagon. I worked all Spring to buy you a surfboard and wet
suit...You're not out in the station wagon in five minutes...I'm leavin' and I
won't ever come to get you again...understand...Dale."

Timmy was waiting in the station wagon with the engine running. His
speech was almost word for word what Dale had told him ten years ago on the
second or third morning he came to get him, when Timmy told him to get lost.
Timmy glanced at his watch...Two minutes to go. The door to the garage burst
open and Dale staggered out. His hair looked like a scarecrow's, his eyes
puffy and blood shot. He was trying to get his wet suit on over his shoulders
and whispered rather loudly, "Don't leave...I'm coming !"

The morning was a disaster. Dale slept most of the way to the beach and
only woke as they entered the parking lot. Timmy had his board out of the
back and was waxing up before Dale fully came awake. A small two, maybe three
foot swell was running. Timmy figured it was perfect for Dale to get back
into it and was sure he'd be "hot doggin'" after catching a couple of waves.
Boy ! Was Timmy wrong ! Dale got swamped by a two foot shore break paddling
out and looked as if he was going to call it quits, walking up the shore to
retrieve his surfboard.

One of Timmy's friends called over to him, "I thought you said this fucker
was good ! My little brother could make it out today and he's only five. The
guy's a loser, Timmy."

Timmy flipped the guy off and caught the next wave to shore. Dale was
sitting by the surfboard, his head in his hands. He looked up at Timmy, his
eyes still blood shot and swollen.

"Aaah...Uncle Dale...You're kind of embarrassing me here. I've told all
my friends all about you and...then you kook out, just trying to paddle out.
Now I realize you're not real young any more but you always told me that age
makes you wise. So how about using some of that wisdom and get your pussy ass
out in the line up and catch a few waves...then we'll go home...Ok ?"

Timmy didn't wait for an answer, just turned and paddled out into the
surf. Dale joined him about ten minutes later and in the next hour caught
several waves. He fell off on most of them, trying to turn or trim up the
board but by the time they got back home, Dale was stoked and made Timmy
promise to wake him up every morning.....

.....Timmy rushed over to the condo's that were still being renovated.
Every time he went to work now, he'd spend most of his time fighting off
getting a hardon. Those tapes were fucking dynamite ! He'd watched them time
and time again, packing his bong with a little bud and laying back to watch
this guy, with the big, fat cock, fuck and suck these women silly. Shit, the
first time he watched one he had to rush to the bathroom and spray a load in
the shower after about the first five minutes.....

CHAPTER FIVE

.....Timmy would never forget that first tape. It was his favorite. It
might have been because the woman had such big tits. Jesus ! They were huge,
large melons of tit flesh poked out of her chest, topped with the largest
brown areolae and nipples that looked like marbles. The guy, in the video,
just had his pants on and was sucking on them. The woman had her head thrown
back and he had a hand in her cunt, rubbing it all around...And she was
shaved. Soon the guy got her down on her knees and she started licking and
sucking his dick. That's when Timmy had to rush to the bathroom. She was
still licking and sucking when he got back and continued until the guy pulled
his dick out of her mouth and squirted, what seemed like, a gallon of cum on
to her face.

Next they were on the bed and the woman was riding this guy's cock like a
jockey in a race. All Timmy could see was her ass and cunt bouncing up and
down on this guy's cock. She had a lot of hair between the cheeks of her ass
and the guy kept spreading her ass apart, giving the camera a fantastic view.
Timmy could see her asshole nestled in all the hair. This time the guy came
in her cunt and Timmy watched his sticky, white semen leak out of her as he
continued to pump his cock in and out of her.

Later on, still in the fist tape, Timmy watched as the same guy fucked and
sucked with two women. The same one from the first part of the tape and an
older woman. They both sucked him off at the same time and even went 69 with
each other for a while. Timmy started to notice how the guy's cock never got
soft, at least as far as Timmy saw. He fucked these two ladies for over an
hour trading off in the cunt a little blow job for variety and he even
fucked the old broad in the ass, or that's what Timmy thought as the guy was
asking her if she "liked it in the butt ?"

Right after that segment was a woman with platinum hair or at least
that's what it looked like the lighting wasn't all that hot sometimes. Her
bush, though, was a dark brown or maybe black, again Timmy couldn't tell.
Didn't have much in the tit department but looked like she had nice stiff
nipples. They always seemed to be hard, like the guy's cock. He fucked the
shit out of this woman after he came all over her face. He thought the other
women made noise when the guy fucked them but this lady took the
cake...Loved to bounce up and down on it. He fucked her in the butt too !
She told him that her cunt couldn't take it any more.

Then the Chinese girl...Oh ! My God ! What tits that girl had ! She was
the youngest one so far and Timmy imagined that it was him making her yell and
scream all those wonderful words...

"Yeaaaaa ! Fuck me...Fuck me...Fuck me !"

"Faster...Faster...Faster...Fuck...I'mmmm cuming...still cumingggg !"

"Oh ! Your cock tastes so good with my pussy juice on it and your
cum...You gonna cum in my mouth ?"

With that the Chinese girl licked the guy's cock like a popsicle. Timmy
was whacking like crazy. He abruptly stood up and rushed to the
bathroom...Shit ! Timmy unloosed another load of semen into the shower stall.
Barely made it.

When he got back the second tape was over. "Shit ! Four hours (he'd fast
forwarded through a lot of it because he got tired of watching this guy just
ramming the shit out of these women) of the best porno he'd ever seen ! And
he had three more tapes twenty some hours in all...Maybe, I could rent them
out ? What am I thinking of ? This shit is gold...Guy's would make copies
and it'd be all over...Nah ! This is "private reserve" shit...Nobody but me
is going to watch this shit." Timmy thought as he packed the tape back in
it's box. "Maybe I could preview the third tape before my mom gets home ?"

Timmy barely got the tape out of the VCR before his mother walked into the
den. He was so engrossed in the third VCR that he didn't hear the garage door
swing open. God ! Was this shit dynamite !?

He had to wait a week to really get into the third tape but got a hardon
every time he thought about the little he saw. The same Chinese girl...This
time with a friend. Fuck they did everything ! Both girls sucking him
off...Shit ! He came on both of their faces and they licked it off each
other. He filled the new Chinese girl first. She was a lot smaller than her
friend small, little tits with real small, dark nipples. She didn't have
near as much hair on her pussy as her friend almost none on her cunt lips.
Timmy got a great view of the guy burying his cock in her almost hairless
slit. She yelled up a storm while he was fucking her and when he pulled out,
shot his load all over her tits and stomach. Timmy had to rush to the
bathroom for the first time.

The next woman had dark hair and almost no tits. She also had the
hairiest bush of any of the women, all dark and curly. Timmy almost fast
forwarded through it until he started to hear what the woman was saying, "Come
on, stud. Fuck my cunt...Really pound me with that big cock of yours." Timmy
forgot all about fast forward and settled down to watch the nastiest woman
he'd ever seen. Made some of the porno tapes, he'd seen, seem mild in
comparison. For two hours this woman begged and pleaded with this guy to do
anything he wanted...Fuck her in the ass...Cum in her mouth...On her
face...And the guy did ! He could see her asshole hair as the guy plowed his
cock in and out of her butt. The rim of her anus clinging to his cock as he
dragged it out of her and then disappearing as he drove his cock back into
her. Timmy could even see the guy's cum leak out of her asshole after he
came. He never stopped fucking though and Timmy was confused.

He stopped whacking his pud and sat back on the couch. Timmy hadn't put
it together until that very moment...The pills...It finally dawned on him !
The pills ! The guy gives the pink pills to the women they get hot and want
to fuck. Then the guy takes the blue pill and has a hardon for a couple of
hours and uses it to fuck the living shit out of...Anyone he wants...Anyone !
Timmy's hardon had not lost one tiny bit of it's hardness all six and a half
inches. It was pretty skinny but he felt the length more than made up for it.
He remembered seeing the small penis the quarterback had in the shower one day
at school...Brenda made a big mistake dumping him for that "pencil dick."

Timmy was still pissed about it. She was a blonde beach beauty a year
older than he was. They'd been going on and off since grammar school.
Brenda's older brother was a hot surfer and used to take Timmy surfing when he
was younger. That's how he got to know Brenda. He was the "stud" of the
freshman class going with a sophomore. Then came his sophomore year when
the varsity quarterback asked him if he was fucking Brenda. He wasn't, but
wasn't about to tell that asshole, so he made some smartass remark to Mr.
Varsity Quarterback. The quarterback leaned over and almost whispered, "Six
weeks and she'll be fucking me." Timmy looked at the guy like he was crazy.

About two months later after the homecoming dance, which Timmy didn't
attend, Timmy was getting a ride to school from the mother of the quarterback.
They lived right down the street from the Haggerty's. Anyway, the little
sister of the quarterback, tells him, in the back seat of the car, that her
brother is "fucking the brains out of Brenda...Two...Three times a night on
weekends." She caught them last week. "Brenda was sucking on his dick !"
Timmy consoled himself with the fact that "Mr. Quarterback" dropped her like a
hot potato just before the juniorsenior prom. She was without a date and sat
home alone.

Timmy glanced up at the ceiling..."Sounds like you're pretty hot, Brenda
but I'm going to make you hotter than you've ever been before..." Then Timmy
got scared. What if something went wrong ? What if he was wrong about the
pills ? Oh ! Fuck...I can't try these on myself. In his drugged haze, Timmy
wasn't thinking too clearly but after some supreme concentration he came up
with a master plan. What a genius, Timmy was !?

He'd try it out on his uncle when he got here. Shit ! He was a bachelor
now and Timmy was thinking of all the stories his dad told about Uncle Dale,
when he was in Vietnam. Sounded like he was a real "ass bandit !"

Oh ! Shit ! Then he'd have to tell him the whole thing...Unless...He
could give it to his uncle and his mother and see what happens. His mother
was still a good looking woman...Plus Timmy caught her in a compromising
situation a couple of years ago at a pool party......It was late and most
everyone had left. His dad told him to go look for his mother. Timmy was
just thirteen at the time but knew enough to know that what his mother and
this other guy were doing was not on the up and up. He was pretty sure the
guy and his mom were fucking because of the sounds that were coming out of the
changing room. Timmy hid, watched and listened until they both came out. The
guy patted his mom on her bikini covered bottom and then headed out the other
door. Timmy followed the woman and when she got out into the light, confirmed
that it was his mom. Timmy figured that if she fucked around once...Doing it
again wasn't going to make it any worse.....

CHAPTER SIX

Timmy and Dale were on their way home after taking some of Timmy's friends
surfing at Camp Pendleton. Dale had improved tremendously in the last two
weeks. He'd cut back on the "Jack," was ready to go every morning and
although not quite up to 1965 standards, was getting there. After dropping
Timmy's friends off, Timmy packed his pipe and lit up.

Dale looked over at him. "Oh ! Now, you're a dope smoker ?"

Timmy took a big hit off the pipe and squeaked out, "Aaah...Just like
you're a 'Jack' drinker. I like getting buzzed...Stoned...High...Just like
you did at my age. I've seen the pictures. Don't bullshit me, Dale. Grandma
even smoked with you." Timmy held out the pipe. "Take a hit, Uncle Dale. It
might just chill you out enough so you don't need to drink half a bottle of
'Jack' every afternoon. Jesus...It takes you half an hour to warm up before
you're worth a shit in the morning."

"That's old age not 'Jack,' Timmy."

"And that's bullshit, Uncle Dale. Come on take a hit."

Dale reached over and took a drag off the pipe. A car horn brought him
back to reality. Dale accelerated through the intersection. Timmy was
laughing. Dale took another hit. Jesus ! This stuff was heavy duty shit.
He remembered that sometimes when he was smoking "shit" back in the sixties;
it'd take him a whole joint to get high. In two drags he felt more stoned
than he'd ever been.

The two of them burst into the kitchen, stoned as shit. Sally Haggerty,
Timmy's mother Dale's sisterinlaw, was emptying the dish washer.

"Well, how are the master surfers this morning ?"

Dale and Timmy burst into gales of laughter and quickly left the house for
the beach. They sat on the sand and just goofed at all the people setting up
their umbrellas, towels and picnic baskets.

It was a warm Saturday afternoon in early June and the sea haze had burned
off. While the sun was not shinning brightly, it was very warm. Timmy
elbowed Uncle Dale and nodded over to a couple of bikini clad teenage girls
who were laying out their towels about ten feet away.

"How'd you like to get into those two, Dale ?"

Dale glanced over at the young ladies and started laughing. "You and I
have about as much chance of getting some of that as I do of winning the
Makaha Contest next year." While neither Timmy or his Uncle were bad looking,
both were short, compact men. I guess you could call them the rugged out door
type. Timmy's hair was much lighter than Dale's and Timmy had no where near
the amount of hair on his chest as Dale did. They were handsome men but not
the type to attract women right off the bat.

Timmy kept staring at the young things down the beach and Dale wondered
what the fuck he was doing talking about snatch with his nephew ? Jesus !
The kid was just sixteen. He wondered if Timmy had a girl friend ? Was he
getting it on with her ?

He let his mind wander back to Deborah all those years ago.....The love of
his life. They went together all through high school and while they only
fucked once they were both afraid of her getting pregnant they did just
about everything else. Dale would eat her for hours at the drivein or while
they were parked at their favorite spot. Deborah loved to suck his cock and
after being driven wild by his active tongue in her snatch, would suck his
dick like a wild woman and usually swallowed every drop of cum he had.

While Dale stayed on the West Coast for his college years, Deborah moved
back East and attended an Ivy League School. He went to visit her during
Spring Break that first year and that's when it ended. She had moved out of
the dorm and was living with two other girls and a couple of guys. She'd gone
hippie...And while Dale didn't mind smoking a little weed now and then, he
thought the whole hippie scene was a bit phony all the clothes and other
shit that went along with drugs back then, just wasn't his "bag." He was
interested in flying airplanes and the only way he was going to get to do that
was join the military.

Deborah's friends laughed at him and told him he was fucked up in the
head. Dale didn't agree with them and argued a lot with the two guys who were
living with Deborah and her roommates. Deborah didn't appear to care one way
or the other, probably because she was so stoned most of the time. One
afternoon after going to lunch, by himself, he returned to the house and
happened on to one of the guys coming out of Deborah's room. He was shirtless
and zipping up his jeans. The guy quickly slipped down the hall after saying,
"Thanks, Deb."

Dale stood in the doorway and found Deborah still in bed. "What did he
say ?"

Deborah just gazed at him through blood shot, drug hazed eyes and blurted
out, "Dale, honey, I'm on the pill...Want to jump in the shower and do it ?"
She was nude and slowly got out of bed. Dale could see her dark pubic hair
was matted with, what he was sure was, semen. She stood before him in all her
naked beauty and put her hands up on top of her head. Her breasts were thrust
out at him huge melons of ripe flesh, topped with large dark areolae and
nipples that had hardened in the cold air. Her thighs glistened just below
her thick, dark pubic "V."

Dale's blood rushed through his veins, hot and fast. He could feel his
pulse quicken and felt like there was a tight band around his forehead. He
knew if he stayed any longer, he'd probably kill the guy who just left her
room. He took a deep breath, turned and walked out of the room, out of the
house and out of Deborah Dune's life forever.

Dale fell back on the warm sand and gazed up at the sky. He wondered what
brought Deborah back into his thoughts ? Maybe, the dope ? He hadn't thought
of her in decades. Wonder where she is ? What's she doing ? Dale fell
asleep on the warm sand.

Timmy was positive Dale was interested in the young ladies. Shit ! Who
wouldn't be ? They were hot little pieces of ass and if everything went
according to plan Timmy would have more than he could handle. He laughed,
fell back onto the sand and started soaking up rays.

CHAPTER SEVEN

Timmy was nervous. He was pacing his room. His father had left, just as
he figured he would, to attend a convention in San Francisco. In fact, he
left for the airport yesterday afternoon. Timmy had been going to put his
plan into action last night but chickened out. Tonight was the night !

It was a little after five and his mother and uncle were out on the patio
having a cocktail. Timmy wandered out and offered to get them another drink.
They both held out their glasses. He was back in a few minutes and told them
he was going out, to "just hang out" for a while. He'd be home early. They
both bid him goodby and off he went. He drove down to the super market,
parked the car and hot footed it back home. As he was sneaking into the
house, he broke into a cold sweat. Fuck ! How was he going to know if it was
working ? Yo ! Timmy...They'll start fucking like rabbits, you stupid shit !
He hid out in his room and waited for the action to start.

Meanwhile back out on the patio. "...didn't know better I would have
thought you and Timmy were stoned this morning when you got back from
surfing."

Dale wondered what changed the subject ? They had been talking about what
plans Dale had for himself. Dale was just as uncomfortable with that subject
as he was with her question about dope.

"Well...Sally...you did know better."

She stared at him, her eyes wide. He mouth came open but she didn't say
anything.

"You really didn't know Timmy was smoking the magic weed ? He even left
me a little for tonight...Listen to this, Sally. 'You know if mom becomes too
boring.'"

Sally finally said something, "Well, his father and I suspected that he'd
dabbled in it a little. After all the three of us weren't very shy about
using it 'way back when' and we turned out ok."

"Shit ! Sally, I only had a couple of drags off this thing he calls a
bong and I was more stoned than I ever remember being 'way back when.' You
know how much this shit costs now a days. Timmy said he could get me some.
He told me it was $50 for a quarter. I thought he was talking about a quarter
pound...Thinking that prices had really come down since I was a kid...But no
it's $50 for a quarter ounce."

"Timmy really gave you some ?"

"Yea...Why ? You want to get stoned ? Timmy gave me his back up pipe,
'just in case.'"

"Yea ! Why not...It might stop 'mom' from becoming too boring." The two
of them laughed and Dale got up to get the pipe from his room.

Timmy was really sweating when he heard Dale walk down the hall. Shit !
They should be fucking like rabbits by now but here's Dale wandering around
the house and he had no idea where his mother was ? Timmy was scared shitless
as he headed for his closet to hide, changed his mind and intercepted his
uncle as he walked back down the hall toward the patio.

"Timmy...What !? I thought you were going out ? Dale asked him, some
what embarrassed to have his nephew catch him with the dope and pipe in his
hand. If Timmy noticed, he didn't say a word about it.

"Uncle Dale...I've got to talk to you...Aaah...I put something in your
drinks that's going to make you and mom fuck like rabbits. I'm sorry...I was
thinking...Oh ! Shit ! I don't know what I was thinking !"

Dale looked at him and laughed. "Hey ! Your mom's a good looking lady.
I'm sure we'll have a great time...And if you have any more of that shit, I
could probably use it. I'm not too good at picking up ladies. You still
going out ?"

Timmy just nodded and looked at his uncle a little strangely. This must
be a joke right ? Maybe, Dale'd already had a couple of hits off the pipe ?
On the other hand, Dale was sure the kid had been smoking a little too much of
the magic weed...Something that was going to make Sally and him fuck like
rabbits !? He continued on down the hall to the patio.

Timmy stayed in his room for ten minutes. Then he tiptoed down the hall
and peeked around the corner into the den. He could see them out on the
patio, passing the pipe back and forth. Oh ! Fuck ! Why did he give Dale
the dope ? The dope might fuck them up real bad combined with the stuff he
put in their drinks. He peeked again and noticed they'd hardly touched their
drinks. He wondered if his uncle would talk to his mother about meeting him
in the hall and...all the rest. Oh ! Jesus, he was embarrassed. This was
all fucked up !

Sally started feeling flushed and kept having to wipe perspiration from
her upper lip. Dale was giggling at something she said but she couldn't
remember what she said. She started laughing. Oh ! God ! Dale was right
this shit is really good. Wow ! She was so stoned. Dale said something
about this weed and the drinks were supposed to be aphro...des...eacks...Or
something like that. Timmy told him that. She laughed like crazy thinking
her son was much too young to be getting involved with sex. He was her little
boy. She couldn't keep her legs still, kept opening and closing her knees.
Her mind was far away...Thinking about that pool party three years ago.....

She hardly remembered meeting Victor. He was a friend of somebody's. She
never quite figured out who ? She'd been drinking all afternoon and had a
real good buzz on. The party had thinned out and it was dark when she
wandered back to the changing room to slip into her shift. She remembered
Victor seemed to appear out of nowhere. At the time she wondered if he had
followed her but discounted that immediately as she was at least six or seven
years older than he was and that was giving her the benefit of the doubt.

They chatted for a few minutes about how great the party was. He was
still in his trunks and she was still in her bikini, well maybe not a bikini
but a two piece just the same. Victor reached out and ran his hand up her arm
to her shoulder. She remembered looking at his hand as it rested on her bare
shoulder. When she looked back at him, he kissed her. She could feel his
tongue against her lips and teeth. She opened her mouth and it invaded her
mouth searching for hers. The kiss lasted a long time and they were both
breathless when it ended.

"I don't think we need to be caught out here ?" He laughed and guided her
into the changing room. She couldn't believe it one kiss and she was more
turned on than she'd been since she'd been in college when she first met her
husband. Her erect nipples were rubbing against her top and her vagina felt
swollen and damp. He kissed her again in the changing room. His hands were
running up and down her sides but he didn't touch her breasts. He pressed up
against her and she could feel his swollen member against her belly.

Sally felt her bottoms being dragged down her thighs and now his hands
were on her bare ass. She was up against the wall behind her, his hands
were kneading her ass cheeks in front of her, she felt his hard penis
grinding against her lower belly and pubic hair. He slid to the right just a
bit and now he had a hand in her pubic hair, running a finger between the lips
of her vagina. She came, shuddering against his han

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Fox and Hounds Part 6



They followed Ms Harding over to the guest house flanked by the cadre of
staff, like prisoners being marched to jail. They were ushered inside a
meeting room and were seated in a row of chairs. Carol Harding addressed
the group.

"Now believe it or not, our job here is to pamper you. For awhile,
anyway," she added with a tight smile. "For the next couple of hours,
until they call for us, you will use the spa in this building. We have
sauna, whirlpool, and steam rooms. We want you cleaned up and looking
pretty. You will have about an hour to bathe, then you will receive a
massage. A special lotion will be massaged into your skin that will help
prevent abrasions or other injury. Ladies, we have cosmeticians,
hairdressers and manicurists. They are all at your disposal. Later, you
will be fed in our banquet room.

You will each be assigned two attendants who will cater to your every
desire. Do not hesitate to ask them for anything, but obey their
instructions. We do not want a repeat of that scene in the garden," she
said looking pointedly at Dottie.

"Now I will repeat this later, but at the banquet you will each see a
small vial of liquid at your seat. I encourage you to drink it with
dinner. It is an herbal cocktail that will relax you by inducing a mild
state of euphoria. It will also help you to tolerate the whipping that's
coming by accelerating the release of endorphins. It also contains an
aphrodisiac. Believe me, this drink will make the experience tolerable,
and for some of you, perhaps even exciting."

Ms Harding indicated that they should follow her and she rose and led
them into the spa, which looked like an opulent Roman bath.

"Please disrobe now. You will not be needing clothes, and what you do
need will be provided by us. Your clothing will be cleaned and returned to
you later."

"What, we strip in front of these guys?" asked Dottie incredulously.

"You will all be naked later in front of 100 people. What does it
matter now?" said Carol. "So do as you are told. Strip." Where did they
get her, thought Cindy, from some local women's prison?

"She's right," said Sarah with a sigh, "Being naked here is the least of
our worries. We already got our bare buns tanned in front of everybody."

They all proceeded to disrobe. To Howard and Ken it was intoxicating to
see these lovely women strip right in front of themand it showed. Becky
was cute with a small but well rounded bottom and small but perky breasts.
Sarah's willowy figure with its long waist was offset by the fullness of
her hips. Slender Kathleen had upwardly pointing breasts and a classic
teardropshaped ass. Dottie was buxom and her voluptuous fanny bore the
red finger marks from Gunter's hard hand. The two men did their best to
hide the effect that the sight of the women's bodies was producing, but it
was a losing battle and both men blushed.

"That's all right, boys, those things won't go away for a while so just
enjoy it," chuckled Ms Harding.

The girls, meanwhile, getting used to the idea of being naked, smirked
at their obvious discomfort. Everyone's bottoms bore a light red flush,
the after effect of the spankings they had all received.

Cindy had to admit, they were treated well. It felt so good to bathe,
and to lounge in the jacuzzi, and the massage was dreamy. She had her hair
done in a straight but full style, setting off her eyes and face
beautifully. I could get used to this she thought, and then with a shock
she remembered the reason why they were being pampered so. It was so that
they would be made beautiful for the lashing that was the penalty for being
caught or being unlucky. And what about Mark? She had to admit that being
turned over his knee, bare bottom upended for her spanking, had been kind
of sexy. The stinging in her behind had receded to a faint pleasant glow,
courtesy of the massage with that lotion. She remembered the feel of his
body from Friday night and the strong grip of his hand pulling her back
from the cliff, not to mention the stern admonishment he gave her before
pulling her across his lap and spanking her...and he'd done a good job of
that. It made her weak in the knees.

They were given robes and ushered into a small banquet room for the
evening meal. At each of the 8 place settings was the promised vial.
Kathleen took hers and said, "Well, I don't know about you, but I say,
'bottoms up'oops what a bad pun!" And she drank it. Everyone else broke
out laughing, but then they all drank the potion.

"I figure anything that helps me get through this is Ok by me," said
Becky, whose buns still tingled, courtesy of Anna Granville. The sentiment
was echoed by the others.

Cindy realized as the meal continued, that the clock was ticking down.
Soon someone would enter that room and tell them it was time to go. She
also realized that as time passed the prospect seemed less frightening. It
was because she was becoming sexually aroused she could feel it. Was
this the mysterious potion working? She wondered if the others could feel
the warm flush that was spreading from the pit of her stomach to her pussy,
and making her nipples hard. Maybe the others felt it too. The
conversation centered on the forfeits. Which was worse, the martinet or
the whip? Would the birch sting as much as either?

Then there was the sound at the door and eight anxious pairs of eyes
were drawn to the entrance. Ms Harding reappeared. This was it. She
could feel the butterflies return as she realized that this was really
about to happen.

Carol Harding stood there with the crew of attendants, eight of whom
were holding what appeared to be white cloaks. The other eight held a type
of manacle or wrist restraint.

"Its time," she announced. "Please stand up and drop your robes, you
won't be needing them anymore."

The 8 rose reluctantly to face the attendants who had moved into the
spacious banquet room. Cindy gulped and took off her robe, letting it drop
to the floor. She saw the others doing the same.

"Please hold out your hands. I'm sorry but you will all have to be
restrained for this." As she spoke, the soft manacles, having a short
length of chain between them, were placed on her wrists. A white cloak was
placed over her shoulders that was tied with a drawstring at the neck. We
all look like vestal virgins ready to be led off to some pagan sacrifice,
she thought. And in a way, that was exactly what was happening. Here they
were, naked under the thin cloaks, manacled and ready to be led away to a
public whipping, a sexually charged entertainment spectacle for the victors
of the game.

They proceeded single file over to the main hotel, the penitants flanked
by the staff, one on each side. To think of escape was impossible. They
were naked under the cloaks, barefoot and manacled. They were led into the
ballroom and lined up along the wall behind a stage containing the various
apparatus of punishment. The pillory, the whipping post and the frame were
lined up, side by side, waiting for their victims. The guests were already
present, sitting in the boxes facing the stage or in chairs on the floor.
The lighting was dim except for spotlights trained on the stage. Though it
was hard to see, Cindy searched for Mark, and meeting his eyes, blushed and
lowered her head. He had a look of concern, no doubt thinking about what
was to come in just a few moments.

Cindy saw Ms Julia enter from a side door. She was wearing a black
bustier with a flounced very short skirt that barely covered her bottom
cheeks. She wore thigh length black boots with 5" heels that accentuated
her long legs and voluptuous rear. The chatter stopped and all eyes turned
her way as her heels clicked across the hard floor and she ascended the
stage.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are ready to begin," she announced. A lovely
female staffer wearing a short tunic that looked like an old English
herald's costume took the stage and unfurled a rolled proclamation. In a
loud voice she exclaimed:

"Hear ye, hear ye, hear ye. By order of the Mistress of the Hunt, the
captured foxes and the vanquished hunters will now undergo the lawful
chastisement proscribed by the rules of the hunt. The penalty to be
inflicted upon those so designated will consist of a sound lashing. The
implement and the number of strokes will be determined by chance. All
present are invited to witness punishment."

All applauded as the "herald" took a bow and retreated from the stage.
Julia addressed the group. "We will administer the forfeits one person at
a time." Julia perused a list of names, paused for dramatic effect, then
said, "Bring Kathleen O'Leary to the stage."

Two handlers took Kathleen, one on each arm up the steps to the stage.
She tossed her head defiantly, but fear showed in her eyes.

"Kathleen, you were captured, fair and square. You will therefore pay
the penalty proscribed by the rules of this contest. You must now draw
from this bowl to determine your fate. There are 8 slips of paper in here.
Each one has an implement and a number. Draw now."

Kathleen took a deep breath and drew a slip out. She handed it to
Julia.

Julia read it aloud: "Kathleen will be fastened to the frame and will
receive 20 lashes with the martinet." To the attendants she said, "Prepare
her."

Kathleen's hands flew to her mouth and her knees buckled slightly at
this news. Her two attendants took her elbows and turning her around
stripped off her cloak revealing her in all her glorious nakedness. Her
flaming red hair had been styled in ringlets that fell well past her
shoulders and her body had been massaged with a scented oil to make her
skin glisten.

Cindy watched breathlessly as they fastened Kathleen to the whipping
frame. The frame was like a tilted aframe easal with a large padded
crosspiece at hip level. Her arms were stretched over her head, the
manacles clipped to a hook. A strap on each of the twin rails encircled
each ankle. The bar in the middle pushed her hips back slightly which had
the effect of presenting her buttocks prominently, back arched. There was
not a sound as Julia picked the martinet from its hook and flicked it a few
times. She walked slowly to Kathleen's right, planted her hips, and ran
the strands of the whip through her fingers.

"Twenty lashes, Kathleen, are you ready?"

"Yes" said Kathleen in a small voice.

To a staffer Julia said, "Please keep count." The staffer nodded and
Julia drew back her arm. There was dead silence as the lash fell with a
whishhh....smack! right across the plumpest part of Kathleen's seat. Her
cheeks wobbled and her body jerked. She emitted a cry.

"Aiii...!" "One", intoned the staffer. Swish...crack! "Two"
"Ahhhh....oh!" whimpered Kathleen. The lashes felt like hot wires laid
across her buns.

Julia whipped her soundly, drawing the martinet through her fingers then
whipping it smartly across Kathleen's quivering seat. Sometimes the thongs
splayed out, sometimes they remained concentrated in a band. The scene was
a sexy replica of the whipping of a petty thief in 17th century Europe.
The spectators gawked and yelled encouragement as the tails of the lash
rebounded off of Kathleen's pertly presented bottomcheeks. Kathleen tried
wriggling her fanny to alleviate the pain, a spectacle that looked more
like a lover humping her hips in time to the whipping. The whip continued
to fall at intervals of 10 to 15 seconds. In between strokes Kathleen
writhed, moaning. When the 20th lash had been given, Julia motioned for
the attendants to release her. When the manacles had been removed, she
stood for a moment rubbing her chastised rear amid cheers and applause for
the thorough job Julia had done and for Kath's apparant courage. An
attendant brought a cloak and she was led from the stage.

"Kathleen took that very well. She will now be allowed to dress and do
whatever she wishes. I should add that a tradition here with our hunt is
that anyone who has endured a forfeit shall not be denied any request made
of another. So if you are invited to give comfort, know that it would be
poor form to refuse."

Looking again at her list, Julia announced, "Please bring Dottie Nelson
forward."

"No, no, not me. Not yet. Oh please," wailed a shocked Dottie. "I'm
not ready for this. Please, someone else?"

But her two attendants were right there and, taking one arm each, they
marched a reluctant Dottie up the steps to an accompaniment of cheers and
whistles.

When the din had quieted, Julia spoke: "You have to draw now Dottie,
there is no getting out of this." Dottie, realizing that there was no way
out, reached in with a trembling hand and drew a slip. Julia took it and
announced, "The whipping post13 lashes with the single thong whip."
Dottie gave an anguished cry. Her handlers immediately tore off her cloak,
leaving her stark naked. Before she could react, they hustled her over to
the post. Fastening her manacles to a hook above her head, they fastened
cuffs to her feet at the bottom. A strap went around her back and another
strap was secured just above the knees. The final result was a voluptuous
picture. Dottie had a small waist but a big ass which was typical of a
showgirl's figure. The placement of the straps made her behind stick out
as if inviting the whip.

Julia uncoiled the whip and stood a few feet back. She flicked it back
and forth a few times. "Are you ready Dottie?" She asked. Dottie wailed,
"Nooo.....please no."

"Dottie, you will receive your 13 lashes ready or not. Now here they
come."

Julia flicked her arm back her wrist action splaying the whip over her
head and behind her. The tip of the whip smacked down across Dotties
behind with a loud crack, leaving a vivid red weal across the center of her
cheeks. Dottie gave a loud screech at the fiery line of pain that had been
painted across her ass. Her behind jiggled at impact. Julia recoiled the
whip and paced the floor of the stage. Dottie made little mewling sounds.
After 20 seconds or so Julia uncoiled and readied the whip once again.

She's whipping her slowly so that the pain of each one sinks in before
she gets another, thought Cindy.

Swishhh....crack! Another lash painted a second stripe just below the
first. Another bleating cry was emitted by Dottie. The whipping continued
slowly. For the next few minutes the only sounds in the room were the
whish...crack! of the whip and Dottie's desperate yelps. Julia, taking
her time, made every lash fully felt before delivering another. Dottie's
cries grew more frantic. She tried to wriggle her fanny but all she could
do was flex and relax the quivering mounds as they were kissed by the whip.
The crowd seemed transfixed as Julia administered a very sound whipping to
Dottie's nude buttocks and upper thighs. When she had finished, Dottie was
sobbing and begging to be let down.

Dottie was led away, supported on the arms of her attendants. Cindy's
mouth was dry, butterflies were in her stomachbut still her sex was wet.
Who was next?

There was silence for a moment as Julia looked at the list, then read
the name.

"Cindy Morgan."

Cindy gasped. It was her turn to be stripped and whipped. Immediately
she felt an attendant at each arm, escorting her up the dreaded steps to
the stage. Thankfully she couldn't see because of the stage lighting which
illuminated her and cloaked the spectators in darkness. On stage she was
presented with a bowl and Julia said,

"Cindy Morgan, you were fairly captured, so you must now draw to
determine your forfeit."

Cindy gulped and reached in. Julia took the slip from her hand and
read: "The birch36 strokes." Under her breath she whispered, "Sorry honey
but I'm going to have to whip you now. Be brave."

One attendant took her hands while another unloosed the cloak. She felt
it slide from her shoulders. She was now naked. They took her wrist
restraints off and led her to the pillory. When the yoke was lifted she
nervously bent over, placing her head and hands in the cutouts. Then she
felt the yoke replaced. She was locked in, her nude bottom pointed at the
spectators. She looked up and to her horror saw that they had placed a
mirror a the rear of the stage. The watching crowd could see her face as
well as her rear. In her bent over posture she felt as vulnerable as she
had ever felt in her life.

In the mirror she could see Julia pick up the rod, a bundle of synthetic
switches bound by a blue ribbon. Julia swished it, making a whining sound.
Cindy saw Julia move behind her. She felt the switches being pressed
against her rear, and heard Julia say, "Thirtysix with the birch. Are you
ready, Cindy?"

Cindy heard herself say: "Yes, ma'am. Oh, please not too hard...."

"But they need to be hard, Cindy, or else it would not be a true
penalty. Now relax your bottom cheeks."

Cindy realized that she had tensed up. She forced herself to relax and
at that point there was a Swisshhh....thwack! and she felt a burning
sensation as the first stroke landed. Ow...ow...ow, she said to herself.
It stung like a thousand bees. Swisshhh....thwack! Again the rod kissed
her seat. Ooooh, she thought. It stings! Swisshhh.....thwack!
Swissshhhh...thwack! Huishhh! Huisshhh! Julia began a methodical
application of the birch rod to Cindy's quivering seat, each lick causing
little ripples in the fatty rotundities and making Cindy jerk her body in
reaction to the strokes. She could not help but cry out.

Swisss! "Ow!" Swissh! "Ouch!" Swisshh...crack! "Yeouch!"

So this was a birching! she thought. It burns! It stings so! She
wiggled her hips as much as the pillory permitted but the birch continued
to deliver its kiss of fire to her tender behind in a steady rhythm. In a
haze of pain Cindy could hear the count...15...16...17.... She suddenly
became aware of the hardening of her nipples and moisture in her sex. Was
this the drug? Now each burning stroke also stoked a fire in her pussy.
She writhed over the padded bar holding up her hips, keeping her bottom
nicely presented for the rod. In the mirror she could see Julia raise and
reraise her arm. She would see the arm disappear from view as it came down
and delivered another stroke. Her bottomcheeks danced, jiggling
lasciviously with each huissshhh....swack! of the birch. Her sex was now
jolted with each hissing smack of the rod and arousal began to compete with
the stinging in her behind. She started to jerkactually thrust her hips
back to receive the next burning kiss and her cries turned to moans.

For the watchers Cindy's whipping was the most exciting yet. Her
writhing under the rod had the unmistakable signs of sweaty arousal. The
men were transfixed on the sight of her pert buns wobbling with each lick,
and the women imagined themselves squeezing and relaxing their hind cheeks
while thrusting their vulvas against the crossbar in simulation of a
lover's stroking with a rod of an altogether different sort.

Julia sensed what was happening with Cindy and synchronized the whipping
to Cindy's writhings. The cute fanny jiggling under her punishing hand was
having an effect on Julia too. Julia slowed her tempo for the last six,
determined to make them memorable.

Huisshh....swack! "31," intoned the staffer "Ohhh....!"
SWishhh.....whack! "32" "Ahhhh...!" Moaned Cindy, waggling her hips.
Whissshhh.....swick! "33" "Oh...oh!" Her behind was on fire, she thought.
Swish....thwack! "34" Another blazing stroke where her seat was the most
plump made her squeal. "Yeoww!" That one really stung! Swishhh....swick!
"35" "Ow.." "Last one Cindy," said Julia softly, "Then it's all over."
Swissshhh....thwack! "36" "Oh...oh...ohhh!" Wailed Cindy in a mixed
swelter of pain and lust. God, her fanny was burning hot and her sex was
too!

They unhooked the yoke and lifted it, permitting her to rise. Julia,
still holding the birch in her right hand, pulled Cindy to her with her
left and kissed her gently. Cindy hugged her in return as the spectators
broke into loud applause, cheers and whistles.

The attendants brought her cloak and led her down the steps. Mark was
waiting. Seeing him, Cindy fell into his arms.

"Mark, Mark, oh my God," said Cindy hugging him.

"Shhh...Cindy it's ok. Let's get you to my room. I've got some of this
salve stuff." Mark could feel her hard nipples pressed against his chest
and the feel of her soft curves under the thin cloak.

"Oh Mark, it hurts but I'm so turned on...please nowlet's go. I want
you."

Mark hustled her to his room. Cindy stretched out on the bed, fanny up,
while Mark rubbed the special cream into her burning nates. As the fire in
her hiney began to subside, the fire in her pussy gathered momentum. Mark
slipped his hand between her legs feeling her wetness. In turn, Cindy felt
for his hard cock and stroked it. He disengaged and knelt behind her,
licking her clitoris with long even strokes of his tongue while she
shivered with pleasure. When she felt herself on the verge of cumming, she
rose and knelt before him as he sat on the bed and took his hardness into
her warm mouth, sucking and tonguing the engorged member until he too was
ready to climax. She knelt on the bed again. When her took her from
behind it was like a knife through butter. He felt the heat from her
behind as he rode her, thrusting, back, forward, in and out again and
again.

Mark kept at it for several minutes, their bodies bumping in a frenzied
dance of lust. Through at least one climax experienced by Cindy, Mark
pumped his hips like a piledriver. By the time Mark came in a blinding
flood of pleasure, Cindy had climaxed again, her contractions squeezing
Mark's penis making it impossible to delay his own orgasm.

They made love all night, though with somewhat less ferocity the second
and third times.

Meanwhile, the spectacle in the gallery continued........





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