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Date: Fri, 2 Jan 2004 17:26:18 -0800 (PST)
From: fawn embers <fawn_embers@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Morning After
Disclaimer:
This is fiction. If you can't deal with erotica, then you should go visit
someplace else. This story involves graphic encounters between men and
women, men dressed as women, M-M-F Bisexual sex, and solo sex. If these
things don't turn you on, then this story isn't for you.
Author's Note: Shameless Plugs and Other Stuff.
If you haven't read "Yet Another Halloween Story," stop and do so now. Not
only is it a (warning, shameless plug) fabulous story, but this story
begins exactly where it ends. So this story makes more "sense" if you read
YAHS first. Thanks.
Prelude: Yes, I know that Halloween Stories are a dime a dozen. But this
was my first experience in dressing in public. Chances are most people's
first public outing is Halloween; since it is one of the few times of the
year that public taboos are particularly loose. Anyway, I hope you enjoy
this little story, and I'd love to hear your responses. You can email me
at fawn_embers@yahoo.com. Don't be shy, but flamers will be deleted.
Chapter One: Out Of Darkness.
The darkness of the room surrounded me completely, engulfing me in warmth
and comfort. In the quiet of my mind I knew something wasn't right, but I
couldn't wrap my thoughts around it. Warmth, comfort and peace filled my
senses. I drifted back into the bliss of sleep.
When next I stirred, the soft glow of sunlight peeked around the heavy
curtains. The yellow glow flooded the room, bringing with it the harsh
light of clarity. Comfort left me, and the heavy taste of last night's
party coated my tongue. I shut my eyes to the pounding of an evening's
drinks demanding attention.
As I struggled to shove the effects of the hangover into a remote closet of
my brain, my senses began to wake. The first feeling to enter my abused
body was the silky sensation of the sheets moving across my legs.
Initially, I mistook this for the feeling of the satin sheets of my own
bed; smiling at the extravagance I gave myself last Christmas.
Almost immediately I realized that the sheets weren't satin, and that the
silky feeling came from the stockings on my legs. I smiled at the feeling
of the garters, and lace panties I now felt. And relished in the
constriction of the satin bra. It took me a second to put the whole
tableau together� I was dressed in sexy feminine clothes, but I wasn't in
my own bed.
Fear gripped my belly as I leapt out of bed. I didn't recognize the room.
I didn't recognize the bed. I didn't recognize the man sleeping in the
bed.
There is a man sleeping the bed! Oh my god, what is going on?
I jumped as the door to the room opened. In walked my best friend Donna,
dressed a lot like me. Except she is female and was supposed to be wearing
panties, garters, stockings and bras.
Donna saw the look of confusion and terror on my face. She rushed over to
me and put her arms around me. "What's wrong, honey?"
Her caring reaction was not what I expected. I expected her to ridicule me
for wearing the clothes I had on, humiliating me for being in bed with
another man while dressed like a women. Instead, her obvious concern
calmed me, and with that calming came new clarity. The events of the
previous evening flooded my senses.
I remembered dressing as a French maid for the Halloween party at Linda's.
I was in the guest bedroom at Linda's house. Donna, my best friend, had
seduced me into bed with her and her boyfriend, Charlie. And I had enjoyed
it. I felt so humiliated I couldn't help but to start crying.
As I broke down into Donna's arms, the door opened again and Linda entered.
Would this humiliation ever end?
Linda took in the scene with the grace I've always associated with her.
Wordlessly she joined Donna in our intimate embrace, murmuring words of
comfort. I felt something silky slipped around my shoulders and noticed
Donna tying the belt of a robe around my waist. Linda was slipping another
robe over Donna's shoulders, and before I really understood what was
happening, I was being escorted out of the bedroom.
As we walked through the house and to the kitchen, the only sounds were my
occasional sob. Confusion swirled around me and I felt faint. The two
women poured me into a chair at the kitchen table. Linda sat next to me,
rubbing my hand and offering me a tissue as I destroyed the one someone had
already slipped me. Donna started a kettle of water before running out of
the kitchen. As I continued to cry, I heard Donna shuffle Charlie out the
door.
When Donna returned, she poured each of us a cup of tea, then sat across
from me. "Now that it's just us girls, we clearly need to talk," Donna
said. "What's bothering you this morning sweetie?"
"Donna, isn't it obvious? He's distraught over what happened last night!
What did happen, anyway?" Linda asked.
"That's between Charlie, sweetie here, and me. No one else needs to know!"
Donna said defiantly. I started to sob.
"Well, clearly you three went farther than our little maid thought you
would." There was a dangerous edge to Linda's voice.
"I HAVE A NAME!" I screamed.
Both girls looked ashamed, and refused to look at each other. They turned
to me, faces full of sympathy. Linda spoke first.
"Dear, we know. And we're sorry. It's just difficult to think of you in
male terms right now."
I took the moment to take stock of myself, and couldn't deny the truth of
Linda's statement. I was wearing nothing but feminine finery, and fairly
provocative at that. While someone may have given me a robe, it was only
long enough to offer the barest level of modesty. The garters of my garter
belt were clearly visible sticking out from the bottom of the short, kimono
style robe. The front was cut low enough that the center clasp of my satin
bra was openly visible. I could feel the makeup, surely smeared, on my
face. I imagined I looked like anything but a man.
In a tiny voice, I confessed. "Fawn. When I'm dressed like this, I call
myself Fawn."
Linda smiled. Donna giggled. I felt more humiliated than before.
"I knew it. I knew it," Donna said. "When I watched you get ready
yesterday, I knew you'd done this before� and often." This made me blush
to my toes.
"Fawn, dear� don't worry about it." Linda assured me. "Donna and I have
already talked about it, and we don't have a problem with your little hobby
at all. We think it's great."
"We think it's sexier than hell, is what she means." Donna smirked.
"Well, if we're going to be crude about it, that's true. I can't deny that
you are one sexy creature all dolled up like that." This time, it was
Linda that blushed.
For some reason, that made me feel a little better.
"Well, I do it because it makes me feel sexy." I said.
"How long have you been dressing?" Donna asked.
"As long as I can remember. I used to steal clothes from my mom and
sister." From there I went on to tell them about my history of dressing,
always in secret until last night. How it became a sexual release in my
teenage years, and a stress release in college and now in my career years.
They listen intently, mostly in silence but occasionally with an
understanding comment. They kept my teacup full and hot while I unloaded
20 years of cross-dressing onto the kitchen table. "Now I'm ruined.
Everyone knows."
"No one knows, dear." Linda assured me. "No one except Donna, Charlie and
me."
"Everyone at the party knows!"
"Honey, by the time we went upstairs, anyone left at the party was too
drunk to remember. All they know is that for Halloween this year, you
dressed as a woman." Donna claimed.
"I'm not so sure everyone knows that. Most people didn't even recognize
you as anything but a woman. Everyone assumed you were a friend of
Charlie's." Linda said.
"Well, what about Charlie?" I exclaimed. "What will he say?"
"Absolutely nothing, or else I'll spill the beans on his odd little
habits." Donna said. "Honey, he's got kinks that make yours absolutely
vanilla. Charlie knows how to keep his mouth shut."
"Look at it this way, Fawn." Linda started. "Your secret is still safe,
only now you have a couple of friends to play dress up with. After all,
you promised us last night that we could dress you up!"
I couldn't help but laugh. The girls were right; my secret was as safe as
it could be.
"That's better honey, now let's go upstairs and fix you up!" Donna said.
"What? Now? I don't have any femme clothes here! Besides, I need to get
to work." I protested.
"No, I've already called you in sick. I'm afraid you're stuck with us for
the day." Linda claimed. And with that, they lead me back upstairs and
into Linda's room.
"Strip!" Linda commanded, and before I had a chance to comply, the two
women started pulling of the few clothes I had on. Donna pulled off the
robe. Linda started undoing my garters and sliding my fishnets off while
Linda unhooked my bra. Before I knew it, I was in just my panties.
With an evil grin, Linda slipped her hands inside my panties, pushing them
down and freeing my cock. It sprang to attention, slapping up and bouncing
off her hands. She grabbed hold of it, and stroked it a few times,
smiling. I could only moan.
Linda led me into the bathroom, using my dick as a leash. She pushed me
into the shower stall, and before I knew it had cranked up the cold water,
causing my cock to shrivel instantly. Then she threw a bad of soap at me
and told me to clean up. With a giggle, she closed the shower stall and
walked out of the bathroom.
I readjusted the water's temperature to a more comfortable level. I soaped
up and washed my hair, getting last nights makeup, hairspray and sex sweat
off my body. As I washed the shampoo out of my hair and off my eyes, I
heard the door to the shower stall open. When I opened my eyes, Donna was
standing in the stall with me, completely naked.
I stared at her gorgeous body, watching the water slide over her beautiful
breasts and running toward the soft mound of blonde pubic hair. My dick
stiffened as I watched water run through that downy soft hair and onto her
perfect thighs.
"I thought you could use some help getting ready." Donna smiled.
I moved closer, pulling her into my arms. She pushed away, smiling, and
grabbed some soap and a razor. She knelt down in front of me and started
soaping up my left leg. She got as high as my knee, and started shaving.
Then the right leg, carefully removing what little hair I had. She worked
her way up my thighs, and then started shaving my own pubic hair. By the
time she was finished with my groin, I was rock hard.
"Oh my, this will never do." Donna said, and took the head of my cock into
her mouth, licking and swirling the dewy pre-cum off the tip. Her hands
continued to soap up my ass, and just when I thought things might get
interesting, she spun me around. "Spread'em" Donna barked.
I felt the razor roam across my ass, dipping occasionally into the crack.
Like magic, my dick grew; this woman was driving me crazy! Donna stood
behind me, running her razor over my shoulders, and then turning me around
to shave my chest. Then she handed me the razor, telling me to shave my
face. As I started, she knelt in front of me and took the tip of my dick
in her mouth again. I nearly sliced off my nose.
Somehow I managed to finish my shave. As I dropped the razor, Donna
removed her mouth from its torturous assault on the head of my manhood.
She stood up and kissed me. I could taste my come on her tongue. Donna
rubbed her crotch against my hardness, and it began to slip inside her warm
canal.
Donna wrapped a leg around my waist, pulling me deeper into her love
tunnel. I could feel the walls of her sweet pussy griping my rod. With a
jerk, she forced me completely inside her and held me tight. She looked
into my eyes, smiled, and I could feel the velvet walls of her cunt
starting a slow, rhythmic massage of my hardness. It was the single most
intense thing I have ever felt.
Donna held me tight while her internal muscles fucked me silly. Without
ever moving her legs, it felt like she was pounding my maleness into her
over and over again. As I rode this tantric ride, my knees grew week. All
of my thought was put into prolonging the enjoyment and not cumming. It
wasn't working. Much too soon I felt my orgasm rising out of my balls. I
tried to warn Donna, but I'm not sure it came out as anything intelligible.
Donna smiled, and the rhythm increased. I blew my load, pumping shot after
shot of sweet cum deep inside Donna's golden pussy.
Almost as soon as I started to cum, I felt Donna go limp. I'm not sure if
it was exhaustion or orgasm, but the effect on her body was about the same.
With a hard thud, we landed against the wall of the shower. Donna mumbled
something about finishing up, and pulled away. I felt my dick pop out of
her pussy, and heard a loud moan escape her throat. She kissed me, and
walked out of the shower on less than steady legs.
Stunned at that experience, I turned back to the shower and tried to regain
my composure. That was amazing; no wonder Donna had men following her
around like puppies. As my breathing returned too normal, I rinsed off and
grabbed a towel.
I opened the door to the bedroom and saw Donna sprawled on the bed. I
couldn't blame her, I felt the same way and I hadn't worked as hard as she
had. But Donna wasn't alone, Linda was there, wearing nothing more than
her sexy red bra and panties and had her head buried in Donna's snatch.
From across the room, I could hear Linda's tongue working against Donna's
magical slash. Donna looked half asleep, half in bliss and completely
unaware of me entering the room. Silently I moved over to the bed to
watch. Linda worked her magic on Donna's cunt. I could tell a finger or
possibly two, were buried deep inside Donna's pussy. Linda's tongue worked
on the magical little nub at the top of Donna's lips. I stood, amazed.
Here was my good friend Linda with her face buried in my best friend
Donna's crotch. Even after Donna's magnificent display in the bathroom, my
dick started to harden again.
I watched with greed as Linda gnawed on Donna. I could hear a sloppy sound
coming from the action when Linda looked up at me and smiled. She pulled
her fingers from Donna's hole, and stuck the slime-coated fingers into her
own mouth, licking them clean. Suddenly I realized that the slime was at
least partially my own cum running out from deep inside Donna.
The pause caused Donna to look up. She smiled as she saw me. "Guess who I
just learned is bi!" she smiled.
"I give up, who?" I asked.
"You two are out of control!" Linda exclaimed, and returned her fingers to
Donna's snatch. With a smile, she went back to her licking, and Donna
moaned and left me again.
It could have been seconds, or it could have been hours, but before long
Donna started to orgasm and I suddenly realized the difference between a
woman's fake orgasm and a real one. Donna flailed all over the bed,
screaming. Her hands grabbed Linda's head, pushing it hard against her
pelvic bone. Linda worked her tongue and fingers like mad, and Donna's
entire body started shaking. It was amazing; I didn't think Donna would
ever stop.
But then she did, and she begged Linda to stop. "I can't take anymore�"
she kept repeating. Linda smiled, and lifted her face out of Donna's pubic
region. A soft pop sounded as Linda's fingers left the warmth of Donna's
tunnel. Linda wiggled one of those slimy fingers at me, drawing me closer.
As my face neared hers, she spread Donna's juices and my cum all over my
lips, and started licking it off. She forced her tongue into my mouth,
sharing the creamy goodness with me.
When Linda broke off our messy kiss, she smiled shyly. "Guess you guys
know our secret. Steve and I are both bi. We've kept our playmates out of
town so far."
"Not anymore, darling." Donna said, and sat up to plant a kiss on Linda's
lips.
I watched these two sexy women make out for a few minutes. When they
remembered I was in the room, they giggled. "Sorry," Donna said. "Guess
we got carried away."
"That's okay," I said. "I was enjoying the show."
"The show is just starting, Fawn dear," Linda said. "It's time to dress
you up. Steve's coming home tonight, and is looking forward to meeting the
new Fawn."
"And Charlie wants another shot at you, so you better get ready, I think
we're having a bona fide orgy tonight, and you're the star!"
For some reason, that made me very nervous. "Come on guys, I'm new to
this. At least to people knowing about it, slow down!"
The two girls looked at each other�obviously embarrassed. "We're sorry,
dear. You're right. We have to move at your pace." Donna said.
Linda stood up and hugged me, pressing her naked body against mine. "Come
on, lets get dressed!"
Linda and Donna wrapped their bodies in the short silk kimonos from
earlier. Then they attacked me with a vengeance, throwing dresses and
outfits onto the bed, holding them in front of me, and talking rapidly
about options.
"I think a corset is absolutely required." Linda finally said. "It will
give him a much more defined shape."
Donna agreed, and Linda brought out a small box from deep in her closet.
"Steve bought me this years ago. I used to wear it for him, but I think
he'd forgotten about it." She opened the box, and pulled out a pretty dark
red corset. They pulled the corset around me, and fitted it just under my
breasts. Donna held the corset in place while Linda started pulling up the
laces. I could feel the corset pulling tighter, pushing things into place
and compressing my waist. At the same time, it seemed to push up, and
suddenly I had much more noticeable breast and actual cleavage.
Then the panties came out, and a pair of dark maroon silk panties slipped
on my legs and just under the panties. They felt wonderfully snug around
my cock and balls. When I walked into the room, I was sure Donna's fucking
would leave me soft for a week, but the snug, silky feel of those panties,
and I started to feel my dick harden again.
Linda pulled out a pair of stocking that had a French lace pattern cut into
them. She slid first one, and then the other, up my legs and clipped them
to the garters on the corset. Donna then produced the tallest come-fuck-me
pumps I'd ever seen. Perfectly dyed to match the corset. Once on, I
couldn't believe how sexy my legs looked.
As I walked around the room, trying to learn the proper way to move without
falling on your ass, the girls got into sexy outfits not too different from
mine. Donna put on a bright blue long form bra and sexy matching lace
panties in a boy brief style. She put on a pair of white stockings with
black t-bar Mary Janes. The stockings even had little blue bows at the
top.
Linda put on a pair of red thong panties and a kimono style top that looked
like rubber, and barely came down past the curve of her ass. Bending over
showed two glorious mounds of ass flesh. She put on a pair of ankle socks
with lace around the hem and black high heeled sandals.
Then it was on to make up. I was done up in heavy tart make up complete
with a long auburn colored wig. Donna ended up in really stylish cover
girl make-up with her natural long blond curls. Linda put on a style that
made her look slightly oriental. With the dress and the page boy black
wig, she looked like something out of anime.
The three off us looked downright smutty, in a knock-your-eyes-out,
slap-your-momma kind of way. My dick pressed into the lovely satin of my
panties, straining at the sight of the three gorgeous women in the room. I
couldn't stop watching the three of us in the full length mirror of Linda's
room. Slowly I slid my hand down to my panty covered cock, running my
fingers along the hardening length of my shaft.
Linda noticed what I was doing and rushed over too my side. "Not now,
cutie. We've got plenty of time for that later." She pulled my hand away
and turned to Donna. "We better finish dressing this little tart before she
gets her panties dirty."
Donna laughed and pulled out a cute little black leather mini, wrapping it
around my waist. The skirt had enough flair to hide my stiffening cock,
and the dark black leather looked amazing against the red corset. A white
sheer blouse over the corset, and I looked the perfect street whore.
Donna slipped into a stunning blue club mini-dress. Cut outs along the
side hid almost nothing. She then took Linda and I by the hand and led us
downstairs. They sat in the dining room and had me prance around till I
had my walk down pat. Linda officially announced it lunchtime, and Donna
took me back upstairs. She sat me on the bed, and looked at me with a
strangely serious look on her face.
"Fawn, honey. The boys will be here soon. If you're here when they
arrive, we will have fun, I assure you. But� how far are you willing to go
when they arrive? And how much, uh, experience do you have?"
It dawned on me what she was asking, and I had to blush. I didn't have
any, really. I'd used a butt plug once or twice, and I really enjoyed it.
But that didn't mean I was ready for one of the guys to take me as a woman.
Things are going a little to fast, and it must have shown on my face.
"Calm down, sweetie. We can work on this. We can make it clear to the
guys that you aren't ready for that, or we can get you ready." Linda
smiled.
"How will you get me ready?" I asked.
"There are ways. Is that what you want?" Linda asked hopefully.
"I don't know."
About then, Donna came into the bedroom with lunch, three nice salads and
three diet cokes. We giggled our way through the meal, and I kept stealing
glances at Linda, wondering how she'd get me ready. As we finished the
meal, Donna looked at the clock. "We've only got a couple of hours! We've
got to get this house clean before Steve comes home!"
We ran downstairs, the best we could on our high heels, and started picking
up from the party. We rushed through it, but did a decent job. Two hours
later, the house was clean, but the three of us need a shower. Hoping for
another tantric sex ride, I was looking forward to more shower play. But
the girls had something else in mind.
Clothes came off, and while I stared at Linda and Donna's magnificent
bodies, they slipped a string bikini on me. I felt a little silly, the
bikini didn't do much for making my body look femme, but they insisted.
They slipped into their own bikini's, and the next thing I know were in the
back yard taking a dip in the pool.
We had been splashing around in the cool waters for a few minutes when
Linda slipped up behind me. "Donna told me you needed to get ready for
tonight. Relax, this will help." And then I felt her hand slip into the
back of my swimsuit, and her finger start probing my virgin ass.
"Relax, you'll enjoy it." Linda kept whispering in my ear. I felt her
digit slip inside my canal. It felt different than anything I'd tried.
She moved a single finger around inside me, and my own cock sprang to rock
hard attention. She pushed another finger inside, stretching me wider.
Then she guided me over to where Donna waited, sitting on the steps of the
pool. Linda removed her fingers from my ass, and guided me down into
Donna's lap.
I felt something hard pressing in my crack, and I realized that Donna must
have a dildo down there. Donna whispered into my ear, "Charlie loves it
when I use my strap on with him. Get ready for a ride." And with that she
forced the plastic dong into my ass.
Waves washed away from us as Donna started bouncing me up and down her
artificial shaft. It hurt like hell at first, and I started crying. Then
it felt good, and then I couldn't imagine anything that could feel better.
Linda untied the sides of my bottoms, pulling them out of the way. She
then showed me how wrong I was. She climbed onto my lap, and impaled
herself of my hard cock. Linda fucked herself on my prick while Donna
fucked my man-cunt. Within minutes, I came like a volcano.
Donna pushed me off her lap and told me to go upstairs and get dressed for
the evening. "There are clothes waiting for you on the bed. We'll be up
in a minute." Before I could get out of the pool, Linda and jumped on
Donna's strap-on and road her like a rodeo. I watched for a second before
heading upstairs.
On the bed I found three identical outfits. One had a wig with it, and I
assumed that must be mine. I dashed into the bathroom to rinse off the
pool water before putting on my latest outfit. I pulled on the cute white
rumba panties, loving the feel of the ruffles across my ass. I slipped on
the white stockings with the red bows at the top. I wrapped the micro
short plaid school girl skirt around my waist and put on the push up lacy
bra. I slipped into the white blouse, and tied it around me, just below
the bra, showing off a good bit of toned midriff. I then slipped the pig
tail wig on, and took a look in the mirror. I was the naughtiest
schoolgirl I'd ever seen.
Instantly my shaft sprang to attention, tenting out the skirt and the
panties. The short skirt pulled tight across my ass, lifting high enough
to show the ruffles. That would never do, so I reached down and started to
pull it out and wank it off. About then Linda and Donna came into the
room. "My god," Linda said, "aren't you ever satisfied?" With a grin, she
knelt down in front of me, and put her lips around my hardness. As her
tongue did a magical dance around the tip of my cock, her fingers pushed
back into my recently stretched hole. As I came in her hot mouth, her
fingers pushed deep in my ass. Linda smiled up at me, and pulled my
rapidly softening dick between my legs before pulling my panties up tight,
holding it in place. She then leaned forward and kissed me, forcing my cum
into my mouth.
"That should hold you for a while." Donna remarked. I turned to face her,
and she was dressed just like me. Despite the milking, I felt my crotch
twitch, she looked so hot. She strolled over to me, and stuck her tongue
into my mouth. We swirled my cum around for a while, and then I felt Linda
pulling us apart.
"Let's go downstairs. The men should be home soon." Linda led us down to
the den, where we sat on the couch together and watched some TV. At least
the two real girls did. I kept looking at their legs, and what tasty
glimpses of their crotch as they would allow.
The doorbell rang, and Donna announced that would be Charlie. "You go
answer it, Fawn. You'll knock him out." I sauntered through the house and
opened the front door. Charlie looked at me in shocked silence. "Wow, you
look great babe." He moved in faster than I expected and pulled me into
his arms, kissing me. I kissed back, melting into his embrace. Through
his suit, I could feel him getting hard. "I can't wait till you return to
work," he said as we broke apart. "Lunch will never be the same!"
I smiled as I lead him through to the other girls. His eyes nearly popped
when he noticed that we all dressed alike. "A dream come true" he
announced. We quickly stripped him down to his boxers, and pushed him onto
the couch. I ended up straddling him with Donna and Linda on either side.
We kissed for what felt like hours, sometimes I was kissing Charlie,
sometimes Donna, sometimes Linda. I could feel Charlie's cock growing
under my ass, sliding through the ruffles of my panties.
I worked my way down between Charlie's legs. I pulled down the waistband
on his boxers, freeing his long shaft. A quickly as I could, I put the
lovely thing into my mouth, licking the sides, and along the length. With
my hands, I wrapped the base of the monster and started pulling. My other
hand grabbed his balls, and rolled them softly around. I felt his cock
stiffen, and I pulled my mouth off, aiming his cum hole at my face. I
wanked him faster and faster, pointing the end of his gun right at my mouth
and looked up at him. He smiled down at me, and both girls looked on
excitedly.
"Here you go!" Charlie called out, and his dick erupted, shooting jism
across my face. It landed on my nose, covered my eyes, and dripped down my
cheeks. Some tasty bits landed in my mouth and covered my lips. When he
finally finished shooting, I had cum dripping from my chin, nose and
cheeks.
"That is so hot" the three onlookers told me. Donna and Linda scampered
down onto the floor next to me, and started to lick my face clean. Charlie
stayed on the couch, slowly pulling on his softening member. From beside
him, a voice boomed out, "Did I miss everything already."
I looked up in shock, and there stood Steve. He smiled down at us, and
pointed his finger at me. "Do you want some more?"
Dazed and full of lust, I crawled over to Steve. He opened his fly and
pulled out his long hard cock. It was the largest staff I'd ever seen, a
full 10 inches erect and looked like a fire hose. Not sure I could take it
into my mouth, I tentatively licked the head a time or two. Without
warning, Linda grabbed me by the hair and forced my face down on her
husbands cock. I almost gagged as it went down my throat, but I managed to
relax and let my tonsils grab it tight.
Steve started to fuck my face with slow movements. I held still, his
willing bitch for the moment. Linda and Donna kissed on my neck and check,
whispering encouragement and dirty little comments in my ears. I felt
someone pull my short skirt up, and massage my ruffled ass. I concentrated
on the cock in my mouth, but couldn't help notice when my panties got
pulled down. Then I felt something pushing against my crack.
"Oh god, Charlie. Lick his ass," Donna moaned. Then I felt Charlie's
Tongue enter my hole. Waves of pleasure washed over me, and I moaned
around the dick in my mouth. That turned Steve on even more, and he bucked
into my throat all the faster for it.
I felt Charlie's breath and tongue leave my anal passage, then felt
something new. I moaned again as I knew I was about to be taken like a
true woman. I felt the head of Charlie's cock push through my tender ass
ring. Deeper it went, filling me up and making me whole. Charlie and
Steve fucked me from both ends, and I rode the pleasure. A second, or a
year, later Steve started to shake. "I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" he
screamed, and I felt the baby gravy squirt down my throat. "Me too!"
called out Charlie, and I felt a load dumped deep in my butt. I attempted
to milk him the way Donna milked me earlier that day, and was rewarded with
another load of cum.
Steve pulled his cock out of my mouth, with me attempting to clean it
completely. Charlie did the same in my ass. Linda and Donna lay on the
floor, each with their panties off, knees in the air, and fingers deep in
their snatch. Charlie and Steve dove head first into the waiting bushes,
licking and nibbling on their women. I felt a little left out, kneeling
there with my knickers around my knees and my hard on tenting my skirt.
Linda looked over and breathlessly moaned "Do Steve like Charlie did you!"
Smiling, I pulled Steve's pants down, and probed his ass crack with my hard
on. It slid into his well worn hole with ease, and I started to fuck my
way to my own orgasm. The entire time, Linda watched my face, smiling. As
I unload my sissy cock in Steve's ass, Linda orgasmed, screaming at me.
I collapsed on the floor, my now limp dick on my stomach, the short skirt
pulled up high. My shirt looked a mess, my bra still tight on me. I
couldn't believe that I'd just been fucked and in turn fucked a man.
Steve moved over to me and smiled. He kissed my cheek, and whispered in my
ear. "Nice to meet you, Fawn." I smiled, and reached down to massage his
cock. Even soft it felt like a baseball bat. As I rubbed it, I felt it
grow in my hand. By the time it was hard again, it felt like I was rubbing
someone's arm. "Do you want to feel this in you?" Steve whispered into my
ear.
"Steve," Linda stopped him. "I don't know that Fawn is ready for this.
You are more than most people can handle!"
At that moment I so loved Linda. Steve's cock scared me. My throat still
hurt from his assault on my tonsils. Steve was disappointed, but
understood. Linda offered him her pussy instead, and Steve pushed his bat
into her snatch. Charlie and Donna started going at it Doggy style, and
again I was feeling left out.
I looked over at Donna, and got a plan. I crawled under her, and put my
face under her well banged slash. I started licking her pussy as Charlie
plunged into her, his balls bouncing on my forehead. Donna took my limp
sissy-cock into her mouth, and I grew hard almost immediately. Now it was
Donna's turn for a double fuck.
But Charlie had other plans. He pulled his shaft out of her hole and feed
it to me. He swapped between us over and over, then he pulled away from us
both. "Get on the Couch, Donna. Now!" he commanded. Donna did, and he
pulled her legs over his shoulders and pushed into her. He pumped maybe
twice, then came deep inside her. I felt a little left out, but it
happened so quick, I didn't know what to expect.
Charlie pulled out, but held her legs in the air, her pussy upturned.
"Fawn, do Donna. Cum, quickly!" he ordered, and I didn't need to be told
again. I pumped into her sweet snatch, and deposited my own load of cum
inside her. The whole time Charlie held up her legs. He pushed me away,
and called Steve over. He pulled out of his wife, and put that massive man
meat into Donna. "Fawn," Charlie called, "Make him cum quick!"
I knelt beneath him and started sucking on his balls. In less than a
minute he squirted a load out of his hose, deep into Donna. Steve stood
up, but Charlie put his hand on my neck and made me stay down there. "Roll
over onto your back!" he ordered, and I did.
Then Charlie let Donna's legs go. She immediately squatted down on my
face, and a river of cum, from the three of us, rushed out of her pussy and
onto my face and tongue. My face was completely covered with cum.
After Donna rode my tongue to orgasm, I noticed my clothes were completely
soaked with sweat and cum. "Okay� let's get cleaned up." Donna announced.
She gathered up everyone's clothes and headed to the laundry. Linda took
me, naked as a jaybird, upstairs to find something else to wear. Charlie
and Steve lounged on the couch, naked.
Linda pushed me into the shower and climbed in with me. She washed me
down, and herself, quizzing me. "So, how does it feel? Did you like it?"
I told her I loved it. It was the nastiest, most erotic thing that had
ever happened to me. But that Steve scared the shit out of me, and I
didn't want that in me. She assured me that my man-pussy would be reserved
for Charlie. I confessed I couldn't wait for him to take me again.
Clean and out of the shower, Linda dressed me in a nice little baby doll
nightie with matching panties. She put on a matching blue one to my green.
Donna walked in wearing a matching red set. We went down to the den, and I
couldn't believe what I saw.
Charlie sat on the couch with his legs spread wide. Between them knelt
Steve, sucking on Charlie's cock. I felt a bit jealous, but also aroused.
Donna and Linda smiled, then announced that we were going to bed. The
three of us went back upstairs, and I guess we looked more inviting than
what they were doing, because the two naked hunks followed us.
Donna and Linda got on either side of me, and we started kissing and
stroking each other. The boys stood just inside the doorway of the
bedroom, each slowly stroking their stiffies. Donna pulled of Linda's
panties, and Linda did the same to Donna. For some reason, they left mine
on. Maybe so Steve wouldn't get any ideas.
The three of us girls got on the bed, all of us on our hands and knees.
Donna and Linda faced the headboard, but had me face the foot of the bed.
Bent over like that, my face was between their cute asses. I didn't quiet
know what was going on, but Charlie figured it out. He walked up behind
Donna and stuffed his hard one in her pussy. He pumped a few times, then
pulled out. He moved over to me, and feed me his lovely cock.
Steve figured out the game as I slurped on Charlie's stick. He filled up
Donna's recently vacated hole, pumping away. When Charlie pulled away from
me and entered Linda, Steve fed me his monster shaft. When Charlie
returned to Donna, Steve moved on to Linda. I got to watch the two studs
fuck the women. Then the switch occurred again.
Over and over I swallowed Charlie's and then Steve's cock. Always fresh
from Donna's pussy. The girls came, rubbing their clits and moaning into
pillows. It seemed to go on for hours. And my jaw started aching.
Finally, Linda said no more, and fell forward on the bed. For a while,
Steve and Charlie just swapped between Donna and I. Then even Donna fell
to the bed, spent.
Charlie and Steve swapped out with me, but it wasn't enough. I pulled down
my panties, and motioned Charlie behind me. He crawled over Donna, and
pushed between my legs. I sucked on Steve until I felt Charlie enter me.
Then I rocked between them. They stayed still, let me do all the work. I
rocked back on Charlie, then forward and Steve entered my throat. My jaw
hurt, so I just opened as wide as I could, and let Steve deep into my
throat.
Just when I thought I would have to end this, Steve pulled out of my mouth.
He stroked his shaft, and shot a load all over my face. Charlie then
pulled out of my ass, and I turned around just in time to get another load
of cum on my nose, lips and chin. Then I fell over onto the bed. Charlie
snuggled in close, as did Steve. And we all feel asleep, one big mess of
bodies.