Part 1 of Girls at the Office

It had been a quiet day at the office so far. It wasn\'t a particularly hectic place on the best of days but with most of the assessors out of the office, it was rare that there was a lot of work to do. As was per usual, Thomas was taking advantage of the quiet day to surf the internet and fill out a few more online application forms. He was getting tired of this place and sick of the staff that he worked around. They were nice enough, most men would appreciate being stuck in an office with twelve young women but when mostly all of them were in long-term relationships and not interested in any extra-curricular fun, it could get very frustrating.

Not that Thomas didn\'t find any of them attractive. No, his was to be the eternal torment of the single horny male: to be surrounded by sexy women but unable to touch any of them. There was someone for everyone in the office. Thomas was a man of various fetishes but he wasn\'t going to confess them to anybody, let alone the girls he worked with. They\'d flip if they knew what got him going. As per usual, all of the women were going out with some ridiculously good looking bloke who earned a packet and had a place bigger than the shoebox that Thomas lived in. Anyone would think that they would be happy, but not according to what he had to hear every day.

The main topic of conversation in the office was how insensitive the men in these women\'s lives were. Every day there would be some transgression of the unwritten Men/Women rules that no man is aware of and it would be what all the girls would talk about for the whole seven hours they were working there. Sometimes they would even ask Thomas of his opinion just to get \a man\'s point of view\. Sometimes their frustrations were justified, other times it was just the girls being ungrateful. On the whole though, the problems lay firmly in the former category and Thomas had come to thinking that the guys in these girls\' lives were complete jerks. Most men would kill to be with women like these.

Idly, he flicked his gaze over the top of the dividing screen to soak in the view before him. There was Nikki, a petite blonde with the nice arse or Lisa, the thin, pretty girl who wore low cut tops. Sometimes he liked to see Sarah, the raven-haired beauty in Accounts or maybe Melissa, the.

Hang on, what the hell was this? Melissa wasn\'t smiling. This was a strange thing given that Melissa was one of the cheeriest people in the office. People would joke around with her but she never seemed to come out on the office parties. She had a very refined accent as though she had spent her childhood at private schools. Maybe it was that which made her a little bit distant from the rest of the crowd. But it was unlike her to be sad.

As Thomas watched, Lisa went over to talk to her. There was the usual concerned look on the face, the arm round her shoulder and then suddenly she was off! Melissa dashed out of the room, tears springing from her eyes as she ran. Lisa looked amazed. No one had ever seen her act like that before.

\What\'s gotten into her?\ asked Thomas as Lisa returned to her seat.

\Who knows?\ said Lisa, \I just wanted her to check my stats and she ran out. I ought to go check on her.\

\Leave her,\ he replied. \She probably just needs a little time on her own.\

Thomas went back to his computer but wondered inside his head what had upset Melissa so. Maybe he could go help her. She was a pretty girl and he\'d often whacked off at night thinking about her. She wasn\'t a thin girl but to call her fat wouldn\'t be fair. She was a big girl but nature had blessed her with a set of curves more dangerous than a winding road through a mountain range. Her generous frame supported a wide, shapely backside and a pair of breasts that looked large even on her wide body. Thomas broke out of his fantasy to see his trousers tented out in front of him. Must stop daydreaming he thought to himself and pressed on with his work.

He had not been working for more than ten minutes when Mr Dawson came over and asked him to inventory the basement for him. Thomas reluctantly agreed to do so but underneath he was smiling. No one ever went into the basement and he could hang around down there for hours without anyone knowing. He locked up his computer, picked up a clipboard and headed down into the depths of the office block.

Twenty minutes later, he had his arms around Melissa. He had found her hiding down there behind a series of old archived files. She had stopped crying but was still quite upset. When he found her, she made as if to leave but he had stopped her, saying that it wasn\'t right to bottle up her fears, she ought to let it all out.

And then she did. And boy was there a lot. Thomas heard about how the guy she was seeing had left her suddenly just as they were about to move in together. How he had cheated on her and then walked out, saying that he needed to be with someone who fitted him, not some overweight elephant. Thomas had been ready to go and find the guy and smack the shit out of him but what Melissa said next blew him away.

\I saved myself for him because I thought he was the one,\ she said. \All the other girls talk about how much sex they\'ve had and how many men they\'ve been with and it makes me mad! I could have been having the best sex of my life and instead I wasted my time with that jerk!\

\There\'s still time,\ said Thomas, \You\'re young, sexy. You could pull any guy you fancied in a club.\

\You\'re sweet,\ she said, \but I\'m way out of shape. I\'ve gotten fat while I\'ve been seeing him. How could I get someone now?\

\Well, to start with, you\'re not fat. You\'re just a large woman and there are plenty of guys out there who would go for someone like you. I know, I am one.\

\Really?\ she said, surprised.

\Absolutely. I think you look stunning.\

Melissa smiled. It wasn\'t her usual smile, but one that was devious and cunning. One that said a new idea had entered her mind and she was going to run with it.

\So, saying you were out and you saw someone like me. Would you chat them up?\ Her hand moved slowly from where it had rested on his shoulder across the back of his neck.

Thomas felt her hand gently touch the sensitive hairs on the back of his neck. He looked into her deep brown eyes. Mischief lay in their depths.

\Would you take her home and have sex with her?\

His gaze dropped to her heaving chest. She idly brushed her hand across it, making her sigh.

\Would you?\

Thomas felt his groin throb. It was now or never.

\I wouldn\'t wait till we got home,\ he replied. \I\'d give it to her in the basement of her office block.\

The grin on Melissa\'s face spread to a size that threatened to take her head off. Her hand wound its way down Thomas\' chest and into his crotch. His dick throbbed at her touch.

\Now?\ she asked.

\Right now\

He leaned forward and kissed her full on the lips. She returned the kiss, welcoming his attention. Their lips met, crushing each other, her tongue slipping into his mouth, licking his inner lip. Her hand ground into his crotch, finding the stiff outline of his cock through his trousers.

He placed his hand on her huge breast, feeling the hard shape of her erect nipple pressing into his palm. He cupped her breast, the softness moving against him as she writhed in her seat. His other hand slid up her leg, pushing aside the rough cotton skirt as it made it\'s way towards her most private parts. He felt the meaty fleshiness of her thigh and the warmth emanating from her pussy.

\Oh God,\ She cried, \I want you!\

She thrust Thomas back onto a pile of plat-packed boxes and leapt on top of him. He struggled to sit up but her size pinned him down. He had thought that maybe she was just large but her thighs were well muscled and gripped him tightly, preventing him from moving. Kissing him passionately, she fumbled with the buttons on his shirt, ripping it open to expose his bare chest. She rose up and with one swift movement tore her top off, revealing her flushed bosom in a lacy bra. Her struggled upright and she clasped him to her full chest, pressing his face into her soft, warm breasts.

Behind her, he tackled the problem of the large clasp on her bra. Unsnapping it, her bra fell off, unleashing her beautiful breasts to the world. Enamoured, Thomas ran his hands over them, feeling their soft surface, gently thumbing the hard nipples. She gripped him tightly and drew his head towards them.

\Suck me! Suck my tits!\ she pleaded, grasping her breast and forcing the nipple towards his mouth. He didn\'t need to be asked twice. He took her distended nipple into his mouth and sucked eagerly, her tortured moaning his reward.

\Oh God, it feels so good!\ she moaned. Thomas ran his tongue over her teat, sucking noisily on her breast. He could feel her weight pressing down on him, her soft belly rubbing gently against his prick. Her boobs were huge and trying to caress all of one at once was too much even for both his hands. Her face was flushed, her eyes closed, lost in ecstasy. He let a stray hand wander up her fleshy thigh, seeking her pussy. She felt him groping his way towards her and looked down at him in shock.

\Naughty boy! Wanting to put your finger in me when I\'ve given you my lovely tits to play with!\ She pulled him close to her, in between her enormous breasts. He felt their softness close around him, deafening him to the world outside. He tried to breathe but she was cutting off his air supply. What a way to go, he thought to himself as blue spots began to dance in front of his eyes.

Suddenly she let go, releasing him from her heavenly prison. He fell back, gasping for breath, his custodian still perched above him, a smiling face soaring between two gigantic boobs. She leant down, her weight crushing him, her tits pressing into his bare chest. She kissed him, wriggling her way down his body, licking his chest and abdomen.

\You\'ve sucked me, naughty boy,\ she said, \now it\'s my turn to suck you. I felt you pressing your big hard cock into me down there. I want to see what you\'ve got.\

She undid his belt and thrust her hand inside. A look of amazement appeared on her face.

\Well, well, well Thomas, what have we been hiding down here?\ She pulled back for a second, enough to rip his trousers and shorts from him. His cock sprang from its confines, large and hard. Melissa tried to grasp it but she could hardly get her hand around it. The length of a large cucumber, its shiny head gleamed at her in invitation. She gripped it with both hands and pulled on it, the foreskin rippling on it as she jacked it back and forth. Thomas\' head lolled backwards in joy as she jerked him off.

As he looked down, he saw Melissa licking the end of his cock, her small, soft mouth kissing and licking the end as she wanked him. She took the end of his cock into her mouth, sucking the tip, trying to stretch to accommodate all of him. Her eyes met his and a small moment of panic could be seen in hers. He knew she was wondering whether she could get all of him into her mouth. He stroked her face as she continued licking him, encouraging her. Withdrawing her mouth for a second, she opened it as wide as she could and plunged down onto his cock.

Thomas roared with ecstasy. He felt himself pass her supple lips and slippery tongue, right back to the moist haven of her throat. He heard her moan with joy as she sucked on him. Looking down, he could see himself slipping back and forth in her mouth, her lips tight around him, her nostrils flaring from trying to breath. She had slipped one hand underneath her skirt and he could see from the motion of her wrist that she was fingering herself frantically.

The sight of it alone was getting too much for Thomas. He pulled back suddenly, his cock emerging from her mouth with a wet pop. A thin stream of spit followed, dribbling down Melissa\'s chin and on to her curvy breasts. Surging with desire, Thomas helped her to her feet then slammed her over, face down onto the packing crates. A look of shock passed her face, wondering what he was going to do to her as she lay there. He just grinned deviously as he grasped her skirt and with one motion ripped it from her body.

Underneath her huge bottom shook in a large pair of yellow knickers. He took hold of them and pulled. Her large backside shimmied as her pulled, the stitching giving way and the garment coming off with a loud ripping sound. Below was what he sought. In between her pale buttocks her could see the smooth canal of flesh that was her pussy, framed with a thick patch of dark brown hair.

\Do it!\ she cried, arching her back.

Placing a hand on each round buttock, Thomas pushed his member towards her slick lips. Feeling the head touch her pussy, Melissa moaned in anticipation. She spread her legs a little further, letting Thomas push closer. The top of his cock slipped into her moistness, the tight lips closing over it, holding it in a vice like grip.

\Aaaahhh, that\'s it,\ she sighed, \Give me more! Give me all of it!\

Steadying himself, Thomas applied his weight, feeling himself slip deeper inside of Melissa, her flesh parting to accommodate him. As his length slid into her willing slot, he could feel her muscles stretching and contracting around him, squeezing him tightly. The feeling was indescribable. Melissa pushed into him, letting the last few inches of Thomas\' huge cock into her pussy.

\Oh, oh, oh! It\'s too big!\ she wailed, \You\'re so deep in me! Ohhhh!\

Letting his cock probe her depths for a few more seconds, Thomas swiftly pulled almost all of himself out of her only to plunge it straight back in hard.

\Oooohh!\ wailed Melissa, feeling him push back inside. She continued to moan as he withdrew again and rushed back in. Breathing heavily, she raised herself up on her elbows, reaching back with one hand to play with herself.

As he quickened his rhythmic pounding of Melissa\'s pussy, Thomas raised his hands to her torso and grasped hold of her tits as they jumped with his motions. They felt so soft as they lay cupped in his hands, the tight little nipples poking into his palms.

\Don\'t stop, don\'t stop!\ she cried as Thomas\' dick slid back and forth in her tight little hole. She was working back and forth herself now, her curvaceous body shining with sweat in the basement light. Without warning, she dropped one knee and rolled, her body twisting sideways. As she rolled over, Thomas was forced to shuffle sideways to stay in her. She lay on her back, Thomas\' cock still buried in her pussy. She raised both corpulent legs and wrapped her ankles around his neck and dragged him further into her.

\Do it!\ she begged, \Fuck me with that big cock until I cum!\

She grabbed both his arms and pulled on him. Thomas began to move faster, his fucking becoming more frantic as he approached climax. He could see Melissa\'s curvaceous body beneath him, her thick thighs gripping him in their tight embrace, her wide belly vibrating with his pounding, her huge tits leaping with every thrust. Her face was bright red, her eyes closed and her mouth wide open in pleasure. She was groaning more regularly now, her head tossing with each wave of pleasure as it hit her. Thomas increased the pace, his own desire building, his balls giving the tell tale throbbing he got before he came. Melissa\'s eyes flew open, her orgasm approaching rapidly.

\Oh fuck!\ she cried, \Don\'t stop! I\'m there! I\'m there! I\'m coming! Urrghh!\

Melissa\'s body shuddered as waves of ecstasy shot through her. Thomas could feel her pussy throbbing with the pleasure of the orgasm as it overtook her. He started to tremble as he felt his approach. Melissa\'s hot body was taking him over the edge. As he felt it coming, Melissa sat upright, pulling his stiff rod from her pussy.

\No!\ she demanded, \I want to taste it!\

Snatching Thomas\' cock as it trembled with the impending orgasm, Melissa stuffed its enormous end into her mouth, her tongue slipping around the huge organ as it slid between her lips. She gripped his cock and jerked it back and forth while she noisily sucked at its end.

It was too much for Thomas. His balls contracted and he felt the cum shooting up his cock.

\Melissa! I\'m gonna.!\ He yelped but it was too late. Thick white cum shot from his cock, filling Melissa\'s mouth in seconds. Her eyes flared wide and she began to swallow but he was coming too fast for her to handle. Cum dribbled out of her mouth and spattered over her big tits, a thick white film coating them both. Her throat contracted again and again, sucking his sticky fluid into her stomach.

Choking, Melissa took Thomas\' cock from her mouth as the last few drops dripped from its end. She looked down at herself, naked and covered in cum then looked back up at the man who two hours ago wouldn\'t have given the time of day to.

\Fuck me,\ she said, \you cum in buckets you do.\

\I\'m sorry,\ he said, \I should have warned you beforehand.\

Melissa smiled as she wiped herself down with some tissue paper she\'d found next to the storage cupboard. She ran the tissue over her curvy body, making sure to wipe up every trace of Thomas\' cum and her own sweat.

\If I remember correctly, there wasn\'t much time for talk.\ She kept smiling and reached for her discarded clothes.

\Are you going to be ok?\ asked Thomas, pulling up his trousers.

\I\'ll be fine,\ she said. \It\'s good to know that somebody still wants to fuck me. Especially someone with a big cock!\ She grabbed Thomas\' groin with one hand, the other pulling him in close. \I\'ll be wanting to have him in me again real soon!\

Thomas\' smile expanded another notch. Maybe once he\'d got his clothes back on and got back upstairs he\'d have to attend to some urgent filing. Like those application forms in the rubbish bin.

Paperwork shuffle

I squinted up at the clock hanging between the two bay windows. Damn, its eleven oclock already. I couldnt get my lover out of my mind and definitely couldnt focus on my paperwork. I needed to get it done or my boss would give birth to a full grown cow. This merger was huge and I was left with all the contracts and minor details. Of course this meant I was dealing with tons of money hiding in the words cleverly crafted by lawyers. No pressure, ha! Id been getting home from work late the past week and I knew Chelsea understood, but I wanted to be there with her. Her soft skin, her delicate kiss, the way she smelled, and the way she moaned lightly into my ear as I played with her sweet pussy. I shook my head. I couldnt get her out of my mind.

I got up for a cup of coffee and to stretch my legs, trying to trick myself that I wanted to be here and wade through all this paperwork. Feeling somewhat refreshed I sat back down and plunged right in. After what seemed a small eternity of reading legalese I heard a soft knock at my door. Come in! I said slightly irritated. I didnt want any interruptions. I wanted to get home! I didnt look up as the door opened, What do you want? I heard a slight gasp. I realized it was Chelsea. What are you doing here baby?!? Dont get me wrong, Im grateful to see you! I thought you could use some company. And all I could think about was you, as I lay all alone in our bed. So, I thought Id surprise ya. With that she opened her long coat and revealed her satin teal bra and panties.

My heart about leapt out of my chest and I felt myself grow moist. My God baby! You wore that over here? At first I was upset. That quickly changed as she sauntered over to my desk, shedding her coat and draping it along the back of the chair. She lifted up her leg and put her foot on the corner of my desk, feigning like she was adjusting her white thigh high stockings. Her legs went on forever and her curves could knock anyone out cold. I turned my chair from my desk and patted my lap. Come here Chelsea, I want to show you just how much I missed you. Oh goodness Jackie, youre bad.

She climbed onto my lap and I promptly kissed her, letting my tongue slip from my mouth to explore hers. Her smell made my entire body tingle. Raspberries and Vanilla. I inhaled deeply as I broke off our kiss and began to kiss and nibble my way down her neck, brushing her hair back with the back of my hand. Her long red curls fell over her shoulders, spilling down her back. In no time at all she had worked the button and zipper of my skirt open and was tugging lightly. I lifted my hips off the chair for her and she quickly stripped me of my skirt. She stood between my legs and leaned forward for another kiss. As our lips were sealed her nimble fingers worked open all the buttons down the front of my blouse revealing my full breasts resting in my white lacey bra.

She smiled brightly as she stared at my nearly naked body and reached back to the clasp of her bra; with a flick of her wrist her perfect breasts were freed. She turned around and bent over as she pulled her satin panties down past her hips, to her thighs finally letting them fall to the floor. She stepped out of her high heels and panties then turned her attention to her coat and slipped her hand into on of the inside pockets. In seconds I heard a light humming coming from her hand. I saw the light flash against metal as she sashayed back to me. She had brought Silver! She was serious about surprising me. We had fooled around in my office before, but shed never brought our toy. She knelt down in front of me and slid her hand up my thighs, letting the vibrating, cold, metal shaft tease my skin. I looked down at her and she flashed me a mischievous little grin.

She pushed the tip against my pussy, causing a wet spot appear in the crotch of my panties. Now these simply wont do. She said and started to tug at them with her free hand. Once she had gotten the waist band just past my hips to reveal my hairless lips she was satisfied and continued her teasing. She slipped Silver in between my lips and the waist line of my panties and moved up my body, placing kisses as she rose. Silver stayed in place as she mounted my lap.

She wrapped her legs around my waist and pressed her hips against mine, forcing Silver to push harder against my clit on one side, her clit rested against the other. Her light moans filled my ears as she felt the cool metal against her swollen clit. I slipped my hands up her thighs, rounded them over her shapely hips to her ass squeezing lightly. As she grinded against Silver and my hips my grip became tighter. The vibration against my clit sent waves of pleasure up my body, especially when she pressed her hips forward. As her grinding grew faster and harder she leaned down for a kiss, her hair fell forward onto my breasts and shoulders. Her tongue met mine and drew it into her hot luscious lips. Our moans were muffled in each others mouths.

After only a few moments she was panting heavily into my ear, her climax was drawing closer. Hearing her desperation I felt my orgasm begin to grow. Our hips wildly grinding against the little cock, our bodies bumped together. The chair rolled around on its wheels from our momentum. Her moans intensified as her climax peaked. She arched back shoving her breasts into my face. I immediately began to suck on one of her erect nipples, urging on her orgasm.

As her body shuddered from her climax, Silver was pushed against my clit and forced to wiggle side to side, over and over again. That pushed me over the edge and my moans joined in with hers as I came. I felt my juices flow as my pussy spasmed. My body tensed and my hips held still, pressing firmly against the metal cock. Chelsea leaned down and kissed me as she grinded her hips against Silver, easing me down from my peak.

We sat there kissing and regaining our senses. With a final kiss she climbed down from my lap and pulled on her panties. I watched her dress and I buttoned up my blouse and pulled on my skirt. She sat down in one of the chairs facing my desk. Im gonna stay just in case you need another break. I smiled as I looked at her then at the paperwork, Some how, I dont think that will be too far away.

Part 1 of Weekend Sleepover

I work hard all week and look forward to my weekends. Time to relax, play a little golf, watch a game or two on TV; you know down time. Here it is just three minutes away from quitting time on a Friday afternoon and my wife just calls to ask me to pick up some more soda, because her sisters are coming for the weekend. Suddenly, my time just vanished. Her sisters are not bad at all, but now I must change all my plans and I have to wear clothes around the house. Scott mumbled to himself as he prepared to leave his 9 to 5 office. Like most average men, Scott had a middle management job, with a middle class income; a mid-sized home and a somewhat average sex life. However, things are not always as they seem.

As Scott walks into his modest yet beauty of a home, he grudgedly kisses his young wife and makes his way towards the shower. His wife, a few years younger than Scott, is still learning the about men. Scott is only the second man she had ever slept with, which made him a god-like lover in her eyes when compared to her high school sweetheart whom she called little shooter.

Jen thought to herself, My husband came home with that look on his face. That look he gets when he doesnt want to do something. I knew he was going to be a bit bummed. That is why earlier today I made a special treat for him. Even now as I stand here putting away the laundry, I can feel my smooth hairless sex rub against my sweatpants. Wont he be surprised when he finds my shaved pussy? That will make him happy. In fact, it is making me happy right now just thinking about it. I wonder if we have time for a quick one before the girls get here? No, I guess not.

Jens sisters were as beautiful as Jen, with only slight differences. Jen stood 56, 120 pounds, rounding hips, B-cupped breasts and a full Latin ass. Her sisters were just a bit taller and leaner, and were blessed with firm ripe melons for breasts.

The middle sister, Marie, Finally, I get to get out of the house! My sister and I are constantly asking to do stuff with our friends, but nooo! Mom and dad are so strict. I wonder if it is the catholic or the traditional Mexican culture upbringing that makes my parents keep us in the house. I think it is the combination. I mean, I am in college now and still I cant go out on a date unless my parents have met him and his parents. How embarrassing! My older sister got lucky. She met a great guy when she was 19, got married, and got out of this house. She and her husband just got a big new house last month. This weekend should be fun. It wont be as fun as hanging out with my friends at a party, but better that a night of reruns and nagging!

The younger sister, Angie, Man, why do I have to be here too? Just cause my older sister wants to go, doesnt mean I do. I already miss my room. My stereo. My computer. I wont even be able to play with myself for two whole days! This sucks. I want to talk on the phone, lay on my own bed, close my eyes rub myself. It seems funny, but for the past couple of weeks I cant stop thinking about sex. I dont know why. All of a sudden my pussy just tingles almost all the time. I wonder if other 18 year virgin girls do the same thing? I wanted to ask my friends, but what if they laugh at me? I cant. It is my little secret.

As the girls arrive, Scott was just finishing washing away the workday grime. As soon as I turned the water off, I knew they were here already. He dried off a little then opened the window. Behind his deodorant he kept a small stash just for this occasion. He opened a metal airtight container and pulled out a small joint that had once been lit then extinguished. He re-lit the stick and took a couple of big hits, blowing the smoke out into the night air. Then, he tapped out the red ember and placed it back in its hiding place. A hot shower and a smooth head change. Now Scott was ready to meet the girls.

Scott walks out from the steamy bathroom and is nearly run over by his younger sister-in-law, Angie. She was being chased by her sister, his wife, Jen who held a kitchen towel in snap formation. It is going to be a long weekend, Scott thought to himself. Marie, his wifes other sister was helping herself to some of the newly purchased Pepsi. Scott gave her a quick hug and grabbed a beer from the fridge. Screams from the back bedroom indicate that Jen had finally got a good snap. The beer tasted great after the toke of green bud. Now I all I need is dinner and some hot sex and it will be perfect, he thought. A smile conveyed his thoughts, but he kept the words to himself.

As he stood in the kitchen enjoying his brew, Marie quietly admired him, Why dont boys my age look this good? Is it the ten years or just the way Scott holds himself? Jen met him when she was only 19. I am almost 20. I wonder if he looks at young girls anymore. What am I thinking, of course he does. Yet, I wonder if he ever looks at me? Boy, I wish he had a younger brother. Look at his smile. I wonder if he is thinking about sex? Why am I? This is my sisters man, I must be crazy. But still, he looks damn good!

Meanwhile, back in the bedroom, Angie was caught and the innocent game of chase became a bit more for the young girl. Wow! I can not believe how turned on I am. My own sister chasing me like we were 5 or 6 years old is one thing, but when she threatened me with the towel. Chills covered my body. When she finally snapped me with it, I screamed out in pleasure not pain. Can this be true? Am I so sexually charged that I even enjoy a quick snap on my ass? I am a teen nympho! I must go to the bathroom right now and rub my clitty. I need to finish!

About an hour or so later, Scott heard the calling of the few beers he had already consumed and searched for an empty bathroom. He is left with one last place and proceeds to take care of his business. This is why I wanted a house with an extra bathroom in the den. I got two other bathrooms full of sisters taking showers, brushing their hair, gossiping, and whatever else they do, and I still have a place to pee. Makes a man proud when he knows he did well. What do those girls do in there anyway? I swear it takes them forever. The pervert in me likes to imagine that they are engaging in some type of sexual games. Yea right. These girls are as straight as they come. It has taken me several years to loosen up Jen and the other girls seem even more conservative. Damn, they are hot when I think about it. Once in a while I get a quick peek or an accidental touch. They will make some guys very happy. Enough of the sex thoughts, now I have a hard dick tenting up my sweatpants. Hey, what is that?

He thought he heard someone just outside the bathroom door.

With both sisters still showering, Marie was alone and bored. My sisters are still in the shower. Angies showers are always the longest. It seems like she can live in there. I just soap and rinse and every other day shave and trim. I dont know why I trim my pubic hair. It is not like anyone is going to see it. I guess it is more for me. and just in case. I wonder if Scott is busy. He must be playing pool. He tried to teach me to play a couple of weeks ago, but I suck at it. He is not playing pool, where. is that him in the bathroom? I should leave, but I just need to look once. I have only seen a mans dick a couple of times, but it was dark and he covered it with a rubber. My big virginity pop. One guy, two nights. More like one inch, two seconds. If I am quiet I can peek just inside and. I have never seen a man pee before. It sounds funny, but to me it is a step closer to womanhood. I wish he would turn around a little so I can see more. Look at him shake it! Now turn around. yes! My, it is longer than I thought. It looks, it looks, it looks so good! It makes me want to touch myself. I feel so hot. My pussy is already wet and I can feel my clit with my fingers. I am so hot! Maries fingers slipped just inside her pussy lips while gently rubbing her small clit. Her breathing became a bit heavy and a moan escaped her lips. Oh, it feels so good.but .wait is that me making those sounds? Scott opened the door wide to find Marie standing with her over-sized T-shirt pulled up around her waist and her fingers stuffed in her wet cunt. They both froze, unsure of what to do or say. Scotts erection stood out behind the thin fabric.

Do you want to see it again Scott asked? But before she could answer, he pulled his cock from his sweats. Pushing his pants down just a bit, he revealed his balls hanging low. Maries eyes looked away from his and focused directly on his member. Scott gently squeezed his rod and it jumped outward with a small drop of liquid showing on the tip. Marie could not control herself. She began to rub furiously at her clit. Her breathing became quick, with short spurts of air. Scott could hear her wetness as she jerked herself into a body-shaking climax. Her eyes closed and she fell to the floor.

Scotts dick was still dripping pre-cum, which he used to rub over the tip. He knew he could have came too, but he was unsure how to explain semen all over the carpet. He kneeled down and put a hand on Maries back. Are you ok? She said nothing. Figuring she may now be embarrassed, he reassured her that it was their secret, and that she was a beautiful girl, and that he also enjoyed the show. She continued to say nothing. Quietly, he left the room for her to collect herself.

However, it would not be only their secret, for Angie had finished her shower as well. Standing at the door watching one sister finger herself while my other sisters husband stands and jerks his pecker is unbelievable! I thought I was the only one here with crazed sexual urges. They didnt even see me. They didnt even know that I had my finger in my own pussy. But then again I always have my finger in my kitty lately. I want something else inside me. I want to feel a thick, hard rod inside me. I want to be spanked with a hand not a towel and then have a hard dick in me. Jen is so lucky. I wonder if they are going to fuck tonight? I cant wait to listen!

As one sister enjoys her thirst for lust, Marie feels the opposite. Oh my God! What did I just do? I cant believe what just happened. How can I look Scott in the face? What do I say to Jen? I have to relax. Quiet. Breathe. Pretend like nothing happened. Nothing.

The night continued without any evidence of the sexual exploits. They all watched a movie, ate popcorn, and drank soda, just as planned. Everything seemed normal. After the movie, the two young girls continued to watch TV. For Scott and Jen, it was time to retire to the bedroom. The master bedroom was down the long hall, the last room in the house. From the bedroom, you could not hear the TV and from the living room, you could not hear.

I have a surprise for you, Jen softly blew the words into his ear. Jen slowly rose from the bed and removed her silky robe revealing a perfectly bald pussy already dripping wet. No words were said as Scott knelt before her and licked her juices as they escaped her sex. Falling back onto the bed and spreading her legs wide, she begs for him to lick her pussy. His tongue twirls her clit as her back arches high in pleasure. She squeezes her breasts together and massages them with her hands.

Stick your fingers in me while your licking that clit! Scott does as she commands and she replies with a load moan. Scott slowly includes another finger, and then another, until the only finger not covered in pussy is his thumb. Her moans become louder as she bucks her hips on his hand, pushing his four fingers further into her wet opening.

I am going to cum! As he hears that, he gives a small push and his entire hand is engulfed in her pussy past his knuckles. She gasps for air as her body shakes into a climax. With his hand still buried, she twists her body over, facing down and pulls her knees up, and ass in the air.

I need you in me now! Her commands are without questioning, and her voice is shaky. Taking his hand out, her rubs his dick with her juices and positions him behind her. With ease, he slides his dick into her wet pussy. It travels several inches past where his hand stopped and hit the wall. One time they had measured his prick for fun and it measured almost 9 inches. Tonight he was sure it was more.

Yes, yes. Fuck my pussy! Fuck it hard! These words always amazed Scott. His wife normally looked so innocent, but now, her ass stuck up in the air, rubbing her own tits and screaming to fuck her bald pussy. It just seemed out of place. His pace quickened as his balls slapped her clit. Her juicy pussy pulled him in each time, milking his cock. Her screams continued. His stroke got faster.

Now, Im cumming again. Shoot it up in me. Give me your cum! Now, now, now! Scott heard the order and gave her all he had. He felt as the cum was released through his shaft. He shot again and again more of his seed into her drenched pussy. His cock gave one last surge as he collapsed over her body. His cock still inside her, they held still and fell asleep.

As soon as Scott and Jen said their goodnights, the young sex crazed Angie began to stretch and yawn. I guess I am more tired than I thought, she says aloud. Are you going to stay up for awhile?

Marie never looked away from the TV, but replied, I want to see that special on Lenny Kravitz. It starts in a few minutes. Go to bed if youre tired.

Trying to hide her excitement, Angie slowly said goodnight and headed for the spare bedroom. The guest bedroom was separated from the master bedroom by the master bath, the guest bath and a linen closet. It would not be easy for her to hear the lovemaking, but she was determined. First, she tried listening in the guest bath. However, she could hear nothing, for on the other side of the wall was the master bathroom. This meant she would have to listen from the hallway, outside their bedroom door. It made her a bit nervous when she thought about being caught, but her lust gave her the courage.

She wore an over-sized T-shirt with cotton shorts, but as she saw herself in the mirror, something was not right. She needed a robe. She headed back to the guest bedroom, hoping to find something to wear. She looked at the clothes hanging in the closet, but found nothing. She looked in the dresser, but was empty. Then she remembered Marie. She always wore short cotton robe when she put on her make-up. She quickly searched her overnight bag and found the soft white robe.

Wearing only her sisters robe, Angie quietly checked to make sure Marie was still busy watching TV, and then stepped softly to the master bedroom door. She had not even heard a sound, but noticed that she was already wet from anticipation. As she reached the door, she heard her sisters voice and then her brother in laws. She imagined how they looked, bodies covered in sweat, hips pumping, muscles clenching. It was long before her hand parted her own thighs and found her hungry sex. With one hand maneuvering her pussy, the other fondled her mounds and pinched her hard nipples. She listened close, shut her eyes and aligned her breathing to match the two lovers. This was as close to real sex as she had ever been and she loved every second of it.

The minutes seemed like hours as she pleasured her self again and again. As she reached her third tremor, the unaware lovers had just reached their climactic end. Her eyes opened slowly to reality. Still a bit out of focused as she glanced down the hall. There, standing with one hand covering her naked dripping pussy, was Marie. For a split second they shared a moment. Then without a word, Marie walked back into the living room.

To Be Continued.

Family Lessons For Snobby Sister

Tina had just finished packing when her mother came in the room. \Honey, you really have to stop pouting,\ she told Tina. \It\'ll be good for you to get away from all this studying and spend some time with your sister and the rest of the family.\

\Don\'t you mean Terry and all the other knocked-up trailer park sluts!\ she retorted. Tina loved her mother but couldn\'t figure out why she didn\'t understand her daughter\'s desire to go to college and make something of her life. She would be the first daughter in the family not to get pregnant in high school and turn into a baby-making machine and thought this would make her mother proud. But no, mom still thought her other sisters were doing well and always seemed to be defending them and their chosen lifestyle.

After all, Tina thought to herself, she had just graduated from high school, marked a rite of passage by celebrating her 18th birthday just a month before, and had a bright future ahead of her. Why couldn\'t her mother understand she was more interested in studying than spending the summer with her sister, aunt and their husbands.

It was so fucked up anyway. By falsifying the marriage application, her sister\'s husband was really Tina\'s cousin; her aunt\'s son. And now her aunt was married to another sister\'s ex-husband. Once an uncle always an uncle, Tina thought. At least Aunt Kelly hadn\'t married her father when he split.

Her mom just looked at her and said, \Listen, your sister, Terry, is not a slut just because she let Mike get her pregnant a few years ago. Besides, she\'s married now to Billy and they have a couple kids together and she\'s happy. Being a mommy is not such a bad thing; it\'s a wonderful thing!\

\Mom, the whole thing is stupid,\ she told her. \My cousin is now my brother-in-law, your sister\'s niece is now her daughter-in-law, Aunt Kelly traded brothers so now his nephew is his step-son and you all think this sounds okay and normal. Come on, Mom, you need a scorecard to know the players and it\'s still screwy!\

Ignoring her, her mom very simply responded, \Just be nice to your older sister, okay?\

Tina stood outside gazing at the house and yard. The family wasn\'t always so fucked up she thought. She was going to miss being home for the summer and the thought of spending time with her sister and her three rug-rats turned her stomach. Maybe not so much the kids, just the whole situation. She couldn\'t wait to finish college and get out of all of this.

As the cab pulled up, Tina couldn\'t imagine anything worse than the weeks ahead. Her mother hugged her good-bye telling her again, \Remember, be nice to your sis and who knows, helping her with the kids might be a good experience for you.\

\Mom, you know I\'m not going to have any kids until after college and I get settled into a career, if ever, so please don\'t even start again.\ With that, she threw her luggage into the cab, got in and waved to her mother as the cab pulled out of the driveway. She didn\'t understand why her mother didn\'t take her, but it gave her time to think without any interruptions. She smiled to herself thinking about the fun she would have throwing it up in her big sister\'s face how she would be starting college soon and be on her way to becoming a successful businesswoman and Terry would never be anything more than a trailer park slut making babies the rest of her life.

The three hour ride finally ended, too soon for Tina, when the cab pulled into the park. Tina hated this place. It was a whole different world for her. Old trailers lined the narrow streets, some were rusted out old campers people called home, kids running or riding their bikes everywhere and, worst of all, slovenly women, some not much older than her, pushing babies in strollers. She watched as they pushed their young children thinking to herself what idiots they were. Why couldn\'t they control their slutty desires with their boyfriends? She could just bet none of them were married, just living with their boyfriends or family. She wondered if any of them had ever heard of birth control pills or condoms.

The cab rolled up in front of her sister\'s trailer. Her sister, Terry, now 23, held her newborn close. Still, Tina thought to herself, after three kids, her sister was still a knockout. Putting on her best front, she hopped out of the cab calling out, Hey, Sis, how\'s motherhood treating you!\

\Actually, Tina, just wonderful. You don\'t know what you\'re missing.\ As Tina got closer, she noticed her sister was nursing the newest member of the family. \Damn, Terry, don\'t you know nursing in public is so low-class; can\'t you at least get a bottle and feed the little brat! So what is he, my cousin, second cousin, my nephew, or what?\

\I see you haven\'t changed a bit since I left home; still a stuck little snob that thinks she\'s better than everybody else,\ her sister responded bitterly.

\No, Sis, just that I want to do something with my life, not just do someone,\ she smiled.

\Very funny!\ Terry responded, but not warmly.

It was going to be a long summer. The tension in the air was already thick. Yet, despite the comments made by Tina, Terry helped her little sister get her bags in the trailer.

The trailer was small and seemed smaller crammed with baby stuff and toys. As Tina settled in, Billy came in. \Hi, Tina, how\'s my wife\'s stuck up little sister doing these days?\

\Fine, cousin Billy,\ she retorted, noticing her aunt Kelly and her husband, Jon, coming in right behind him. More white trash Tina thought to herself and, there was Aunt Kelly carrying her newest, and sixth, child. How typical and pathetic she thought, another kid brought into this fucked up family.

Over the next several days, it was clear the visit wasn\'t going well at all. Waking hours were filled with fighting. Tina would try to read and her sister and aunt would argue with her for not be willing to help out with the kids, especially the babies. The arguing seemed to never end until Tina jumped up off the bed, threw her book down and blurted out, \I hate babies, I hate you guys; you\'re all so fucked! White trash, that\'s all you guys are, white trash!\ With that, she stomped out of the trailer for a walk.

Terry slumped down on the bed crying. \Damn her, damn that stuck up little bitch,\ she said through the tears. Aunt Kelly chimed in, \Someone needs to teach Miss High-and-Mighty a lesson!\

\Yeah,\ Billy joined in, \And I think I know just what would bring her down a notch or two.\

When Tina returned, nothing further was said. Later in the week, Billy came up to Tina to talk to her. \Tina, listen, I know you think we\'re all trailer park scum here.\

Cutting him off in mid-sentence, Tina said, \No Billy, it\'s not just that. It\'s just that I\'m too smart for this kind of life. I know you can\'t help it and, well, the idea of my cousin being married to my sister sickens me. Can\'t you understand that? I just love the thought of going to college and the opportunity to make something of myself. I don\'t want to not end up like you, my sister, your mom and my uncle.\

\Whatever,\ Billy said exasperated. \It would be more fucked up if Uncle Jon was really your father so we were like, you know, brother and sister. Listen, we decided it would be best to fix you up with your own trailer, you know, get you away from the kids. Jon and I are working on it now. It won\'t be much, a camper really, but some privacy so you can study and do whatever.\

Tina could hardly believe what she was hearing on two matters. The comment about Uncle Jon she chose to ignore. That was just too sick to think about. \Really,\ she said. \That would be great, the other trailer I mean. I could finally get some reading done in peace. Listen, I\'m sorry, I appreciate this, I really do. I don\'t like the way things are, but I know I can\'t change any of it.\

\Sure, Sis, just one thing though,\ he added, \we need to use it tonight for a birthday party. One of the kids and it\'s really a big deal for us, okay?\

\Not a problem; it\'s the least I can do,\ Tina told him. \But, listen, would you not call me \'Sis\', I mean, you\'re my cousin. I don\'t care about you being married to my sister. I mean, I can\'t change that I guess, but it\'s all so sick and stuff and really bothers me.\

Billy shook his head walking away. As day turned into evening, Tina decided to walk over to her new place. Quite a few people had gathered around a fire built out back and were singing Happy Birthday. None of it made sense, but she knew it wasn\'t the kid\'s fault, although she figured he\'d grow up just as fucked up as they were. Billy walked over to meet her, and smiling, asked, \Hi, Tina, would you like a drink or are you too young?\

\I\'ll show you if I\'m too young or not,\ she said grabbing the drink from Billy\'s hand. Well, at least there were some advantages to being away from home, she smiled to herself, thinking about her mother. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught Billy smiling at her.

More than a couple hours and several drinks later, Tina was drunk. Not feeling well, she told Terry she was going in to lie down. \Hold it little sister, take this,\ handing her a small pill.

\What\'s this?\ Tina asked.

\Nothing, it\'ll keep you from getting sick. Take it and go in and get some rest.\

\Thanks, Terry,\ she said washing the pill down with the rest of her drink and made her way stumbling into the little trailer. Walking into the bedroom, she saw a crib and several books on a shelf by the nightstand. She quickly looked at the titles. Great she thought, books on babies, their first days, how to nurse and other garbage. Real funny shit she thought as she sat down on the bed. She\'d throw the stuff out in the morning, but for now, she just wanted to get some sleep.

Tina fell asleep, more like passed out, but was awakened in what seemed to be a short time. Her sister was standing there, along with Billy, Aunt Kelly and Uncle Jon.

\Hi there little Sis,\ Terry said. \Looks like you\'re having a good time!\ she said pointing to Tina\'s chest.

Dizzy as she was, Tina looked down and saw the nipples on her breasts were hard and poking against the cotton material of her t-shirt. She could feel a wetness between her legs, too. \What.what the hell is going on, what\'s happening to me?\ she implored her sister.

\I don\'t know, Sis,\ Terry smirked. \It must be the fertility pill you took awhile ago. Makes you kind of horny too doesn\'t it? It should work really well on a good girl like you that doesn\'t take the pill and what, your last period was like two weeks ago. I think we picked a great night for your knock-you-up party, don\'t you think?\

Through a fog, Tina stared at her sister in horror. \Terry, what the fuck are you doing to me!\ she screamed out.

\Nothing, I\'m not doing nothing to you, honey, but Billy and Jon are going to help give you some lessons in Motherhood 101-you like school don\'t you?\

With that, Tina was pushed back on the bed. Her own sister held her down while Billy ripped off Tina\'s shirt and unclasped her bra. Her breasts came bursting free. Billy leered down at her, \I think I can put a baby in that tummy of yours that\'ll love sucking on these tits.\ Each man took a nipple in his mouth and started to suck slowly. Her sister pinned her arms down with her knees and played softly with her sister\'s hair. \This will be good practice if you have twins,\ her sister said. \Even if you don\'t, there\'s plenty of people around her that need a babysitter, especially one that can nurse, including me and Aunt Kel,\ she laughed.

Tina felt first her jeans come off, then her panties. Billy slowly licked his way down her body while Uncle Jon kept licking and sucking her nipples, first one, then the other. Tina tried to squirm loose, but her sister held her in place keeping her pinned to the bed. All of a sudden, she felt her cousin Billy put his mouth between her legs and begin to lick around her clit and slide his tongue into her virgin pussy.

Terry looked down at her younger sister. \You look like you\'re getting ready for some baby- making cock juice, little sis,\ she hissed at her. \You\'re in luck, Billy got me knocked up the first time he fucked me.\

Tina was moaning now from the twinges of excitement she felt between her legs from the expertise of Billy\'s tongue. She had always planned to save herself for marriage and not end up like her sister, but after a few minutes of Billy between her legs, she felt like a fuck toy for their enjoyment. Her sister no longer had to hold her down and began to lightly caress her breasts. Tina did nothing now to try to stop what was happening as her body writhed on the bed from the intense pleasure she felt. She knew now her cousin Billy was going to be her first and she didn\'t care.

Tina orgasms came fast and furious. With each wave shooting through her body, she could hear all of them laughing. It was embarrassing to Tina, but as she crested to yet another orgasm, it was the furthest thing from her mind.

Billy looked up at her. \Geez, Tina, you\'re squirming around like a bitch in heat,\ he said. \You ready to get fucked now!\

\Yes, Billy, please!\

\Billy? Aren\'t you the one that always calls me cousin? Beg me to fuck you, beg cousin Billy to fuck your little pussy, bitch!\

\Damn you,\ she said. \Okay, fuck me, fuck me cousin Billy, do it now! But use a condom, please, please use one. I can\'t have a baby and go to school.\

\Oh, little Tina, poor stupid little Tina,\ Terry said, her hands still massaging her sister\'s breasts. \There won\'t be any school for you. By fall your belly is going to start to grow and before you know it a hungry little mouth is going to sucking on your big old cow-titties. Mommy 101 is the only class you\'re going to need,\ she added with a laugh moving her mouth down to her sister\'s and pushing her tongue inside her mouth.

Tina didn\'t know why, but she kissed her sister back. Their tongues explored each other\'s mouth. She could feel her cousin thrust his cock deep inside her pussy. His cock pistoned in and out of her small virgin hole. She wanted to protest once more about not using a condom, but her sister kept her mouth locked on hers. Terry finally broke the kiss. Tina squirmed under the pressure of the cock slamming in and out of her.

\He\'s about to come, Sis,\ Terry announced to her. \Your cousin Billy is about to shoot your fertile little pussy full of babymaking juice. You\'re going to look so cute nursing babies,\ she added as Billy unloaded his cum deep inside of her.

Tina couldn\'t believe she was enjoying the sensation so much as she came again. She loved the feel of cousin Billy\'s cock inside of her, and later, Uncle Jon would fuck her. They took turns fucking her in different positions and later taught her how to suck cock. \It\'s good to know how to give head, Tina, it really is,\ Terry said. \Sometimes me and Kelly aren\'t, you know, available for them, so when that happens, you can suck Uncle Jon\'s and cousin Billy\'s cocks for them. And later, you can eat big sister\'s pussy too. You\'d like that wouldn\'t you?\ she laughed.

Over the next two months of summer, Tina fucked and sucked her cousin and uncle everynight and learned how to make love to a woman, two actually, her sister and Aunt Kelly. During the day she took care of the kids until summer ended and she finally went home.

Tina\'s mom was thrilled at the news her daughter was pregnant. Being a good Catholic girl, abortion was out of the question. By Spring, the baby was born and Tina was glad it was over. The college had deferred her enrollment and her sister agreed to take care of the baby. Tina\'s mom drove her to the trailer park to drop the newborn off.

\There\'s my little mommy,\ Billy laughed as Tina got out of the car.

\Not for long,\ she said taking little Darren into the trailer. Inside she saw a banner reading, \WELCOME HOME TINA: OUR NEW MOMMY\. Startled by the banner, she heard the car starting to pull out. Looking out the window, she saw her mother driving off. Her sister closed the door as Aunt Kelly, cousin Billy and Uncle Jon walked in.

\You have a choice,\ Terry told her. \You can either live on the streets or you can live with us. You really didn\'t think mom was going to help you give up a baby did you?\

Tina sat down in a chair. Pulling a bottle from the bag she was going to leave for her sister, she picked her young son up to feed him. \Oh no you don\'t,\ she heard her sister say. \You\'re going to nurse him like a real mommy and I think I\'m going to try the other tit.they say mother\'s milk is really good for you.\

The reality of the situation hit her. She had no money and no way to get back home or to college. She could only do as she was told. Picking up her young son, she let him nurse. Before long she was rocking back and forth cooing and baby talking to him. Her sister, aunt, uncle and cousin took turns nursing on the other nipple.

Over the next three years, she gave birth to two more children. She never knew for sure who the father was. Maybe her cousin, maybe her uncle or, maybe one of their friends. Tina spent her days pushing a baby stroller around the trailer park and her nights on her back or on her knees, ususally with her cousin and uncle. Sometimes she would take care of other men living in the park whose wives or girlfriends were out of commission because of pregnancy or having their periods, but she also discovered a new love for her sister. She loved sex and was beginning to love being a mom and keeping it all in the family.

The snobby attitude disappeared. Her sister invited a couple of her old friends over to visit her one day. The same couldn\'t be said for them. While her sister would tell her how cute she looked in maternity clothes, her old friends treated her with ridicule and contempt, the way she used to treat her sister. Her sister seemed to revel in showing them how Tina was no longer a stuck up little bitch, but now a horny, nursing mommy.

First Time sub

You feel the nervous excitement all through your body. You are excited because you will soon be with him again. It\'s been a long time since you have been together, and the wetness between your legs only goes to intensify your feeling of jumpiness.

Choosing a resort hotel was risky. You know lots of people in the area, but it was the easiest way to get together. You have an entire day alone with him. You have already brought yourself off once with your fingers on the way to the resort in your car. You couldn\'t take the anticipation.

That\'s one thing about you, you want the instant gratification, and the teasing drives you wild.

You arrive at the hotel, and valet park. You get out of your truck and the wind blows your button-front sundress up just enough for the dark haired young man in the red vest to see that you are not wearing any panties. He blushes and you see the beginnings of an erection swelling in his nylon slacks.

You turn and walk inside the lobby, the cool rush of air blasts across your body and your nipples become erect and achy from their sudden lurch to hardness. The air hits your nipples much harder as you chose not to wear a bra.

You already know the room number and make your way to the elevators to the penthouse. You still can\'t figure out how he managed to arrange for the penthouse suite on the roof of this fine hotel, but that is a question for another time.

The door to the penthouse is slightly ajar and you knock lightly and announce your arrival. The door moves a bit as you knock and you see that no one is around. You walk into the beautiful foyer and down to the main room.

The marble floors and classical furniture help to create a very romantic atmosphere. In the center of the room is a high back dining room chair. Next to it is a small table with a single rose in a vase, a small candle, a silk scarf, a margarita and a note. The note reads \Hi. I\'m glad you decided to come. Please enjoy your cocktail and have a look around the suite. When your ready, sit down in this chair and tie the silk scarf around your eyes.\ It is signed \Master.\ Chills.

The penthouse suite is in the center of the roof, and sliding glass doors surround the entire suite. You can walk out any glass door and go 15 feet to the railing. There is even a pool on one side. You walk around the entire place getting a feel for the luxury. You finish your drink and decide its time to sit.

You place your blindfold carefully on your head and sit waiting. You hear the front door close and lock with a click. You ask \whose there?\ but you get no reply. Then without warning you feel a hand take hold of your wrist and click furry handcuffs to it and the chair, then the same with the other wrist. \Is that you?\ you ask with a certain amount of worry in your voice, again no response. Then you feel the hands begin to slowly undo each and every button down the front of your dress. Your dress is laid wide open. You feel the lifting of each foot as your shoes are removed.

Now you sit naked, aroused and exposed for whoever is there to see. Your pussy aches, you want to touch yourself so bad, the excitement is almost too much to bear. Your juices run out of your wet lips and slowly down your thighs, making the wooden seat slippery with your wetness.

You hear the door open and close again, and then nothing. Your nipples are thick and throbbing, your pussy dripping with desire, and now whoever was here is gone. You squirm on the seat to attempt to get some kind of relief. When a deep voice echoes through the room \Sit still slave.\

Thinking your were alone the entire time, you jump when you realize that someone was in the room the entire time. Fear, excitement and desire make you crazy with lust.

\What makes you think you deserve the attention of your Master today, slave?\ You stammer not knowing how to respond to the question. \What\'s the matter slave, cat got your tongue?\

\Well put this in your mouth for a minute and see if it helps your speech any.\ With that you feel the warm, soft hardness of an erect cock brush across your cheek and its warm throbbing head rests gently on your lower lip.

Without hesitation your part your lips and let the invading shaft into your mouth, the taste of cock is so distinct. You smell the heady aroma of his manhood as it slips slowly across your lips. Its thick and hot and all you can think is how good it would feel ramming into your dripping cunt right now.

The long bumpy shaft glides across your tongue. You feel every luxurious inch as it goes in and out. \You\'re a good little cock sucker today slave.\

\Maybe I wont have to punish you too much.\ The words send shivers down your spine. The thought of his erotic punishment makes you swoon with anticipation.

Your Master removes his cock from your mouth with a pop. You start to feel a light tickle on one of your thick swollen nipples. Its like feathers touch slowly moving around your areola. From the aroma as it wafts up, you can tell that he\'s using the rose to caress your skin. Its too light of a touch and it is driving you mad. You want so much more.

You want hard driving sex, deep and satisfying, but instead he teases you with light touches and unfinished blowjobs. Your libido is in overdrive and every little movement makes your situation more urgent. You need to cum. And you need to cum now!

But your orgasm is not the focus of your Master\'s attention right now. You feel the rose move to your other breast and work its frustrating course around that rigid nipple. Your breathing is quick and short. You want so desperately to cum. Then you hear his footsteps walking away and you sit alone again, naked and wanting. You shift your position in the chair only to realize that your pussy has continued to drip all over the seat and your sitting in a slosh puddle of your own juices. Even this idea makes your hornier.

The next sensation you experience you will never forget, first came the smell, Chanel no5. Then the feel of the two sets of long finger nails slowly and softly gliding up your thighs. Oh my God, you think to yourself, there is a woman in here. Then the light kisses begin, first at one knee and slowly working their way up your leg. You feel goose bumps all over your body as you realize there is a woman licking your skin. It feels so good, so right.

She makes her way up to the V where your leg meets your pelvis and then stops. She then moves to the other leg and does the same. Then as she nears your pussy, you feel her hands push against your knees, spreading your pussy wide open like a budding flower.

You sense her hot breath close to your bald shaved snatch. And then you feel it. Her tongue slides right between your soaking wet lips and pushes deep into your pussy. You arch your back against the chair as a wave of unbelievable pleasure washes over you. Her tongue seems to slide forever into your cunt. She begins licking and sucking your pussy with wild abandon. Wave after wave of orgasm slams against you, so intense that for a moment your loose track of time.

When your senses finally adjust, everything feels different. You find you are now lying on a bed, your blindfold is off and you can see the room and your surroundings. You begin to wonder if what happened to you was a dream. Something feels funny though. A pressure that is familiar, but unexpected in your rear. Looking down you see that the only thing you have on is a leather harness around your waste, and there seems to be a butt plug attached to it in the back which is firmly wedged in your ass. In the front you\'re a sporting a long thin strap on dildo.

\Slave, come in here\ you hear bellowing through the penthouse. You get up, but your knees buckle slightly as the quick movement getting out of bed has made the pressure in your ass change and zap you with a little pulse of pleasure.

You walk into the living room and there in the middle of the floor is something you never thought you would see, your Master is on his hands and knees with a woman under him fucking her doggie style. Looking closer you realize that it is your friend Lori. Your mind reels as you begin to understand that it was Lori\'s tongue that brought you so much pleasure just a short time ago. Then you begin to feel the embarrassment of her knowing what a submissive slut you are.

\Come over here slave and fuck my ass,\ your Master commands. You approach him and kneel down behind him. You pick up the tube of lubricant and begin to apply it to your Masters asshole. Sliding one then two fingers into his hot steamy pit. Finally you grease up your faux cock and push the head against your Masters rectum. The head pops in and a groin escapes his lips. He continues to fuck your friend as you now fuck him.

You begin a slow steady rhythm, fucking easily in and out of your Masters ass. His grunts and groans become more labored and finally without warning he arches his back and begins shooting his hot cum into Lori\'s pussy.

\Take that dick out of my ass slave\ your master commands. He gets up from behind Lori and sits down in the chair. You can see his hot seed leaking out of Lori\'s twat. \Come here and clean my cock with your mouth slave\ he orders. \Yes Master\ you reply and kneel down to take his limp cock in your mouth. You taste his salty cum and Lori\'s tangy pussy juices mingled together on your Masters dick, and you feel a new arousal come over you.

\Now, clean Lori\'s hole with your tongue.\ You hesitate, and from nowhere you feel a sharp sting across your ass cheek. Your master has swatted you with a small leather-riding crop. Wanting to avoid another lash, you move quickly to Lori and begin sucking her pussy clean. Your tongue action drives her wild and before you can get the final remnants of your Masters cum off her snatch, she is pushing her hot pussy back against your mouth as she spasms into another orgasm. Flooding your tongue with her wetness.

\Slave, I want you to lick her asshole.\ Again you hesitate and again a sharp sting on your buttocks. You slide your tongue from her pussy up to her tiny pink asshole. You rim her ass good and then poke the tip of your tongue inside her. She writhes in pleasure from your gentle motions.

\Now slave, fuck her ass!\ This time you react without hesitation and grab hold of your fake dick and lube it good. Then pushing it roughly you impale your girlfriend on the black rubbery cock. She moans out load from the pleasure pain you are bringing her.

Turning back to garner your masters approval, you see that his dick is rock hard again and his fist slowly strokes up and down the shaft of his glistening shiny cock. Your mouth waters as you fantasize about your Masters cock buried deep in your ass instead of this rubbery butt plug. You want to feel the heat of his organ deep inside you.

Lori\'s moans become very loud and she reaches a level of orgasm that racks her body. She collapses on the floor and your Master orders you to take her to the bed to let her rest. You return to the living room.

\Take off the harness,\ you comply without delay, and the feeling of the butt plug finally leaving your ass, makes your knees weak again. \Lay on your back on the floor\ your Master orders and you lay down.

\You have been a good little slave today, so you deserve a treat.\

\ I\'m going to fuck you.\ With that your master slides his body between your legs and his long hard shaft enters your soaking wet pussy in one long stroke. He begins a slow steady rhythm. He slides his cock in and out, and then teases your clit with the head before sliding deep into you again. This goes on for some time as a new orgasm begins to build inside you. His hot hard cock goes deeper and deeper into you, bringing you closer and closer. Your legs are wrapped around his rock hard ass now and you are pulling him deeper in you with each matching thrust. He reaches over to the small table and takes the lit candle from its base. He begins dripping the wax onto your nipples and you explode. The pleasure becomes so overwhelming that it snaps, and your orgasm rocks your body. You feel the warm wax-drying stiff on your nipples as the rolling boil of your orgasm works your body over.

Bare Beach Girls Secret

It was a hot July day. I had decided to visit a long white-sand beach on an island off Florida, near where I was staying at the time. Wearing just a pair of brown shorts, I swam across the narrow channel separating one beach from the other, and made my way through the piles of driftwood and tropical vegetation to the broad band of white sand stretching out south.

Along the way I passed a few nudists, mostly solitary men but a few couples. I just kept walking; I wasn\'t into seeing men or couples - it was a single woman I was seeking. Once I cleared the nude end of the beach, I breathed a sign of relief. The long, slender beach stretched out in front of me, empty as a dry bone.

I loved this beach. The waves from the Gulf of Mexico lapped it like lips licking something delicious. I knew my chances of finding a solitary girl here were small; but if I couldn\'t do that, the next best thing was to be able to be absolutely alone. So I walked, a mile or so, and never saw a soul.

Finally I reached a point where the beach widened slightly, and I had an expansive view north and south. Offshore, a small sailboat drifted languidly in the salty sea; overhead seabirds circled, no doubt hoping for an easy lunch from those onboard. I sat down on the sand, my back against a log, and squinted at the boat. Was it my imagination or was that a naked woman lying on the bow?

The boat ever so slowly edged northward, and I lay back, shielding my eyes against the sun. Since no one was around, I decided to slip off my shorts and let the sun warm my entire body. I knew I looked good six feet tall, lean, in the best shape I\'d been since a teenager. I turned over to let the sun warm my behind, and started fantasizing about a woman, a lovely woman suddenly materializing on this beach.

Here, I should slow down and explain. A few years earlier, about three I think, I\'d been wandering right on this very beach when I\'d met a woman from Ohio, down for a break from college, and she was as hot as anyone I\'d ever seen in my life. As I approached her, from the same direction as I took today, she had removed a see-through, skimpy top from her naked body and lay back on the sand. We flirted for a while, she eyed my cock, which was hard as a rock inside these same shorts I was wearing today, but for some reason I couldn\'t close the deal. Any guys out there know what I mean? This woman was beautiful and she clearly wanted to be fucked, but I blew it, and let the opportunity pass me by, though I\'d regretted it ever since (obviously).

Truth is, I was conflicted and somewhat guilty, pursuing this obsession of mine, finding single naked women ready for sex on this remote beach, because I had a partner, yet I kept coming back, wanting to make it happen, maybe just for the thrill.

As my memory of that other episode sent blood rushing toward my genitals, my cock started unfurling and I turned over. As I did so, and this is the absolute truth, what at first I thought might be an apparition appeared nearby. It was a girl, a young, skinny girl, in a black bikini, with a big towel, holding it up and shaking it conspicuously, then she dropped it and ran into the shallow waters of Gulf nearby.

I was as every much as embarrassed as I was excited. This woman had clearly seen me naked, including my erection. And, rather than running away, she had acted in a way I found provocative, because she had removed her bikini top, and was now splashing around topless in the warm Gulf surf.

I stood up, pulled on my shorts over my now painfully engorged cock, and walked down to the water\'s edge. She was a little ways down from me, so I eased into the water and slowly worked my way closer to her, never taking my eyes off her pretty breasts and long dark hair. As I got close she ducked under water and came up tying her top back into place.

\Hi,\ I said. She smiled back at me. \You almost caught me topless,\ she flirted. \I did catch you topless,\ I said. She smiled again and twirled around in the surf.

\Isn\'t there a nude beach somewhere around here?\ she asked. I heard the soft drawl in her accent, this was clearly a Southern girl I was closing in on. Plus, she was very young maybe 20, I guessed.

\Down there,\ I indicated the direction I had come from. There are a bunch of naked people there. \But this better here,\ I added.

\How so?\

\Less crowded.\ Just then, out of the soft mist that, I saw a couple people strolling along the beach. Damn! Oh well, they wouldn\'t be able to see below the surface, which is where I hoped some action would be developing very soon, between me and this very hot young woman.

\Where you from?\

\Ocala.\ I liked the way she said that.

By the time the beach walkers passed and continued toward the nude end of the beach, we had drifted apart perhaps 15 feet or so.

\I like swimming nude,\ she ventured, smiling slyly at me once again. \It feels good.\

\Like this?\ I held up my shorts, which I had stripped off earlier in order to free my yearning cock, which exposed in the warm salt water was steadily growing in length and breadth, anticipating a big sexual release very, very soon.

She smiled and turned away, then once again stripped off her top. The soft waves rose and fell, whenever the water level went down a notch her pretty breasts were bared to my view, either from the side or from straight on, as she continued to dance around in the water.

My heart was pounding. It was time to make my move. I dove under the water and raced to close the gap between us, surfacing right next to her. As I did so, underwater, I saw her pretty legs and the small piece of black material that stood between me and her tight little pussy. She turned to face me. Her nipples stood straight out at me, begging for my touch. With my free hand I was all over them, then I wanted more, so I looped my shorts partway up one leg, hoping they wouldn\'t escape in the surf, and grabbed one tit in each hand. Though small, they were just as advertised soft, white (against her suntanned neck and tummy), firm, and perky. I kneaded both breasts and then opened my mouth to start kissing her.

\I hope you don\'t mind,\ I mumbled. She only moaned in response, as our mouths crashed together in a violent kiss. I kissed her over and over. My arms were around her now, and she was clinging to my naked body, her hands (one holding her top) were roaming over the muscles on my shoulders and my back. One of her hands snuck down to my naked bottom, bringing a new shiver of delight as she squeezed me there. This girl might be young, but she seemed to know how to make love.

I was madly kissing her face, her eyes, her hair and her breasts. I took first one nipple, then the other, between my lips to kiss and bite. I mouthed her whole breast, one at a time. My cock was pressing into her belly button, I pulled back and then pointed it lower, straight at her pussy through the thin cloth of her bikini bottoms. Then I slid my hands down her back under her suit. Her bottom felt delightful and I felt my cock surge to a new level of hardness. I love girl\'s bottoms, small, tight but soft, round and fleshy yet firm and ever so palpable.

Now I had her suit lowered in back but not yet in front. That would be the last frontier, but there would be no stopping me now. Not that she wanted me to stop.

This girl from Ocala was obviously lost in the pleasure of the moment, far from offering resistance, she was gently, even violently urging me on now, wriggling against me, pressing all of her body up and down against my naked frame. My excitement was so extreme I barely noticed that another beach-walking couple had come into view; suddenly this spot didn\'t feel so secluded after all. She noticed them at the same time as I did, and we fell away from each other for a moment, panting. We stood in water up to our chests, perhaps a foot apart, and I noticed she was around six or eight inches shorter than me. The tops of her bare breasts were visible; we were maybe 20 feet offshore, and she crouched down ever so slightly to let our visitors pass. She was smiling at me, and I thought about how pretty her face was. Just a nice, open expression on this young woman, playful, nothing hidden, nothing sleazy, just a nice girl about to have sex with a total stranger in the Gulf of Mexico.

I wondered who she was, what was going on, why this was happening. Was this a fantasy she\'d anticipated, as it was for me? Was this something she did often? I didn\'t ask her a thing, however, we just waited for the others to get out of the way so we could jump back onto each other. I glanced at the couple as they were parallel to us, and noticed they both were looking our way. The woman was attractive, in her 20s, the guy similar. Both wore swimsuits and were in good shape, sun-tanned. Maybe locals. But they seemed onto us. When they were a few steps past, I forgot them, however, and grabbed the girl again. She was ready; this time she jumped right up into my arms, wrapping her legs around my waist. I stood her down long enough to yank her bikini bottoms down, and slip them over my left arm, where I also now had moved my own swimsuit, so as not to lose either one. She still had her top looped over one of her shoulders.

My cock was close to the bursting point as I jammed it into her wide open pussy. She was so small and tight, but, of course, very wet, probably a combination of ocean water and her own juices. Her thin, lithe body felt light as air in my arms, but of course she was floating in salt water at the time. Still, I doubt she weighed much over 100 pounds. My penis extended all the way into her and hit against the back of her vagina, which was already contracting around me as I pounded in and out of her. In the excitement, we had sort of edged up onto a sidebar, and now I realized I was only in waist-deep water, and her naked body was completely visible above the water line. I rotated her slightly to see the couple now perhaps 30 feet up the beach looking back at us and smiling. They were certainly getting an eyeful, and they didn\'t seem to mind! The guy\'s hand was already playfully roaming over the woman\'s bottom, and it looked like she might be grabbing him in front, I wasn\'t sure.

Whatever, I kept my main attention on this wonderful fucking I was getting. I had never screwed a stranger before, and this was also my fondest fantasy something I\'d dreamed of happening for years. I was holding a beautiful naked girl in my arms, fucking her with all of my strength, under the afternoon sun, in full view of other strangers, who were clearly turned on by what they saw. It was heaven.

This went on for some time. The voyeur couple disappeared behind some sea grass, no doubt to continue to spy on us a little less obviously and probably engage in some action of their own. At this point, I didn\'t care if a bus load off tourists showed up, nothing was going to stop me from climaxing into this young girl\'s tight-stretched pussy. I fucked and fucked and fucked. She bucked against me, screaming out loud now as her own pleasures overtook her. We were two animals, mating in the surf.

My orgasm was explosive. It felt like I shot my whole insides into her. She convulsed around the same time, pressing her whole being into me as orgasms shook her as well. It was glorious.

Afterwards, I set her down and said, \Thank you.\ Then I tried a lame joke, \I hope there aren\'t any sharks around here!\ (As if she might be a virgin.)

\What?\ she said, a little startled.

We both got our suits back on, and I soon realized I had to return to catch my ride home. I wasn\'t sure what to say, but I tried this: \Sorry, I\'ve got to go. Thank you.\

She just smiled and waved goodbye. When I looked back she was still swimming around in the shallows, with a nice smile on her face.

Although I returned many times to that beach, I never saw her again. But I\'ve never forgotten her, either.

Little Big Man

He was five feet, three inches tall. He weighed a whopping 115 pounds. At eighteen years old, he was checking in to a new high school in the first month of the school year. His father was a fighter pilot in the Air Force. They moved a lot. They moved so much that his mother had her fill of it five years ago and divorced his dad.

He knew what it was like, checking in to a new school. He had done it many times before. It didn\'t make him happy because he knew that once again his ass would be on the line. Kids are not particularly kind to people who are a little different and his diminutive size definitely made him different.

He shouldered his pack and reported to the registration desk. It took him half an hour to check in. It took another hour to sort out his class schedule. He asked to see the physical education instructor, but the instructor would not be available until the next day. A bell rang and classes changed. It was lunch time. \Well, I better get this over with,\ he thought.

He made his way to the cafeteria. A big jock type kid yelled, \Hey boy the grade school is two blocks down.\ He ignored the jibe and checked out the serving line. His selections were all very healthy, passing up the fried stuff and the junk food.

He took his tray to a table in the corner and sat down to eat. The big jock type strolled over to his table. \What is a shrimp like you doing in high school? You\'re barely big enough to be out of kindergarten.\

\I gonna ask you one time to leave me alone. Don\'t bother me. Go play with your friends.\ He replied.

Not taking the hint, the jock started to grab his tray. The kid shifted his weight, grabbed the errant wrist and gave it a quick twist. The jock doubled over in pain. \I asked you nicely to leave me alone. I meant it. The next time, I\'ll break it.\

John Taylor was small, but he was highly skilled. He had attended karate classes since he was five. At twelve, he was a black belt. At fifteen, he attained instructor status. Now, at eighteen, he was a dangerous weapon. He had learned from the best martial arts instructors on the planet. When he found out that he was too short to be a fighter pilot like his dad, he had concentrated on his martial arts skills to the exclusion of all else. Even though he was small, there were few men who could defeat him. If the truth were told, he could have kicked the shit out of the entire football team at one sitting.

The jock had tears in his eyes as he nursed his wrist. The pain was incredible. It wasn\'t broken, but it would hurt like hell for several hours. He moved away from the table. \See ya later,\ he threatened.

\Bad idea,\ replied John.

A hush had fallen over the cafeteria. They had all been waiting to see what Curt would do to the new boy. They never expected him to be defeated so easily. They all stared at John as he ate his lunch.

The bell for fourth period rang and John trotted to calculus class. He liked calculus. It was simple, clean and followed never changing rules. He was a straight \A\ student. School came easily to him. He liked it except the part where he had to shut off the bullies. He didn\'t enjoy hurting people, but he would take crap from no one, man or boy.

The rest of the day went without incident. When the final bell rang, he shouldered his pack and started the two mile run home. He ran everywhere. He never walked outside. He had absolutely no fat on his small frame. Endless practice had made him quicker than a cat. When he spotted the bully waiting for him at the gate, he completely ignored him.

As he passed through the gate, the jock made a grab for his pack. He easily avoided it, turned and walked over to the jock. \What\'s it gonna be? Which part of you do you want broken?\

\There isn\'t any way a punk like you can hurt me in any way!\

John looked up at him. \Last chance,\ he whispered.

The jock pulled his hands up to push John. John thumped him in a certain place on his breast bone. The jock collapsed, gasping for air. John left him there and returned to his run.

The next morning John ran to school. He went into the cafeteria and bought a carton of orange juice. A couple of coeds walked by him, whispering and giggling.

He trotted over to the attendance office. \May I please talk to the Phys Ed instructor,\ he asked politely.

\He can see you right away. Go to the teacher\'s lounge in this building. He\'ll be there. His name is Mr. Givens.\

John found the teacher\'s lounge and found Mr. Givens sitting by himself with a cup of coffee. He introduced himself. \What\'s the problem son?\

\I don\'t have a problem. I would like to enroll in any martial arts class you offer. I also want to be considered for the swimming team and the wrestling team.\

\Why don\'t you come to my office in the gym right after school. We can discuss your physical prowess then.\

\Okay sir, I\'ll be there.\ He left the admin building and headed for his first class.

When the last bell rang, he headed for the gym. He strode into the instructor\'s office. \Good afternoon sir,\ he said.

\Okay kid, what\'s on your mind?\

\I want to get into sports. I am a skilled karate instructor, a good boxer, good swimmer and great wrestler.\

\Aren\'t you a little small to want to do all these things?\

\Actually sir I have already done all these things in the schools I attended before I got here.\

\I read about a kid named John Taylor who was a martial arts expert. Do you know who he is?\

\Yes sir, I do.\

\Do you know him?\

\Sir, I am him.\

\Do you have a free period? I would like to see what you\'ve got before I make any rash decisions.\

\Third period is open for me.\

\Be here during third period tomorrow. Bring your gym shorts and a t-shirt.\

\Yes sir. Thank you sir.\

He ran home. The jock was nowhere in sight.

He couldn\'t wait to get to school the next day. He enjoyed physical activity immensely and his body needed regular work outs. Third period came and he sprinted to the gym.

\Okay boy,\ greeted the coach, \We\'ll start with some exercises. How many pull ups can you do?\

\I never tried for a record. My usual workout is twenty with my left arm, then twenty with my right arm, then fifty with both.\

The coach blinked his eyes. \Show me.\

John jumped up and caught the bar. He effortlessly performed the exercise.

\What does your regular exercise consist of?\

\Well sir I usually do the pull ups, then a hundred pushups, some floor exercises and a rope climb, if I\'ve got the rope. Then I do my karate regime. I run two miles to school and two miles back every day, rain or shine. That about does it. Oh, I almost forgot, I usually run ten miles on the weekends because I don\'t get to run to school.\

\Please take off your shirt.\

John removed his shirt revealing a body that looked like it was chiseled out of granite.

\Okay, put it back on.\

\Do I get on the team sir? I really need the contact.\

\You could kill the football team.\

\That\'s probably true sir, but I promise I won\'t damage anyone permanently.\

The coach looked at him like he was a loaded machine gun. \I\'ll find a place for you. Do you play football?\

\I never tried.\

\We\'ll give you a tryout this afternoon after school.\

\All right!\ John almost shouted.

The last bell rang and John headed for the practice field. Coach Givens was waiting for him. \How fast can you run forty yards?\ he asked.

\I don\'t know, I\'ve never been timed.\

\Get on the mark and when I say go, run as fast as you can past that marker.\

John got into position.

\Go!\ yelled the coach.

John disappeared down the track like he was on fire. The coach looked at his stopwatch in disbelief. The kid had just turned in a 4.4 in his first ever attempt. \He must be super man,\ the coach muttered. \What a running back he could be if he\'s tough enough.\

John turned around and ran back to the coach just as fast as he had run before. He stopped in front of the coach. \Well, how did I do?\

\You are faster than the best track man we\'ve got. Do you want to play football for us? Some of our guys are really big and really strong.\

\Size and strength really mean almost nothing. What counts is skill and knowledge.\ John stated.

\Be here after school tomorrow. We\'ll get you padded up and suited up.\

\Okay coach.\ John picked up his pack and trotted out of sight.

John reported to the football coach the next day after school. They didn\'t have equipment small enough to fit him. \If you\'ll just give me a helmet, I can play without pads.\

\No son, we can\'t let you do that. If you got hurt, all our asses would be on the line. I\'ll order the pads and the uniform. Meanwhile why don\'t you do some wind sprints?\

So John started sprinting up and down the hundred yard track. He was still running tirelessly when the coach called him in. \Don\'t you ever stop?\

\No sir, not unless you want me to.\ He smiled.

\I want you to meet the team,\ he said as he whistled them in. \This is John Taylor; He wants to be a football player. We should have some equipment for him in the next day or two. When he gets it, he\'ll be practicing with you.\

\I can\'t wait!\ said a voice from the back. It was Curt Hoskins, the guy who had tried to rough him up. He was a defensive end.

He looked at Curt and smiled, \Me too.\

When John left the practice field he noticed several girls standing around, watching him and giggling. He shouldered his pack and quickly ran home.

\How are things going son?\ his father asked.

\Not bad, I think they may let me join the football team.\

\That\'s good. Try not to hurt anyone.\

\Aw, dad, you know I won\'t,\ he grinned.

The next day his pads arrived. As he suited up, Curt came by and said, \Now you\'re gonna get yours.\

\I\'ll try not to hurt you,\ John replied.

They all charged out of the locker room and onto the practice field. The coach blew his whistle. \Twenty minutes calisthenics.\ He roared. His assistants started the exercises, leading the students through a series of push ups, running in place and all the things football players do when they\'re learning the game. By the time they were finished, many of the players were huffing and puffing on the ground. John hadn\'t even broken a sweat. He knew he would have to work extra hard at home to keep from getting fat on the gridiron.

The coach called them in and told them it was time to scrimmage. John was unfamiliar with the term. \While they start, I\'ll show you what I want,\ the coach said.

While the team was practicing, the coach explained to John the basic moves he wanted to see.

John trotted to the huddle and replaced their number one running back. The play they were going to run would give him the ball and he would run around the end that Curt was guarding. The ball was snapped and the quarterback handed him the ball. He shot down the line like a rocket. Curt was waiting for him. As Curt made a dive at his knees, John jumped high in the air. Curt came down with an armload of nothing as John streaked toward the goal. He had a step on the linebacker, but it was more than enough as he easily outran him.

The coach and his assistants couldn\'t believe what they just saw. Curt was an all state defensive end, yet he had been easily defeated by a very small back. \Christ, what\'s he gonna be like when he learns the game?\ the coach asked. \Same time tomorrow.\ He yelled.

John ran into the locker room and quickly stripped putting his new equipment neatly in his locker. Then he got in the shower. Curt came into the shower room, stared at John and did a quick double take. John was a small ball of muscle. He could see no fat anywhere. He also sported an eight inch cock. Curt started to talk to him, but he was dried and running out the door before a word could be said.

\He wasn\'t running from you. He runs everywhere,\ said the coach.

\I wasn\'t going to hassle him. I wanted to talk to him. I\'m big, but I\'m not stupid. Did you see that body? He is a solid piece of muscle and sinew.\

\You have made a wise choice Curt. He is also a karate instructor. I\'ve read about him in fitness magazines. His whole life is diet, exercise and karate. There is no doubt in my mind he could take on the entire team by himself and win. He once defeated five ninjas in a tournament in Japan. Friendly is the way to go. Tell all your team mates. I don\'t want any of them killed.\

As he ran past the gate, he noticed the same group of girls twittering away and smiling at him. He wasn\'t gay, but he didn\'t have time for girls. They were too complicated and emotional. He smiled back and ran toward home.

As time marched on, he became more proficient at the game of football. He was on the swim team. He was going to join the wrestling team following football season. He had thought he might try basketball, but when he got to them gym, he realized that would not be good. The shortest guy on the basketball team was a little over a foot taller than him. Oh well.

One day in the cafeteria while sitting at his table in the corner, two of the girls who had been following him around came over and asked if they could sit with him. \Sure, no problem,\ he said. He wasn\'t used to talking to girls and he didn\'t know what to say. \What are your names?\ he asked.

\I\'m Cheryl and this is Sharon. Why are you always alone?\

\I don\'t know. I guess nobody wants to talk to me.\

\Maybe they\'re afraid of you.\

\Why would they be? I\'m just a small guy. I don\'t bite!\

The girls giggled. \We saw what you did to Curt on your first day here. Nobody has ever done that to him.\

\I don\'t want to hurt anyone. I just don\'t take a load of crap from anybody.\

\Can we walk home with you today?\

\I never walk. I run everywhere.\

\Why?\

\It helps keep me fit. Sorry.\

\Well, could we visit you on a weekend?\

\Okay, but you\'ll have to call first. I am usually involved.\

\How about this weekend?\'

\Sure, just call me first.\ He wrote his number on a pad and handed it to them.

The bell rang for the next class and he sprinted out of the cafeteria. \This could be trouble,\ he thought as he neared the class room.

He scored three touchdowns in the Friday night varsity game. His team won by eleven points. He was relaxing before his Saturday morning exercise session when the phone rang. It was Cheryl. \Can we come over now?\ she asked.

\Okay, but you\'ll have to watch while I finish my exercise routine. I don\'t let anything interfere with that.\

\Okay, we\'ll be right over.\

When the girls got there he was stripped to the waist, barefoot and wearing gym shorts. He answered the door. \Come on in.\

The girls stared at his chiseled form and followed him into his home gym. They watched as he performed some really difficult exercises. \Excuse me for a minute,\ he said. \I have to get into my karate uniform.\

When he returned he was clad in a well worn karate outfit. He started a truly beautiful routine. It looked incredibly difficult. He produced a sword, seemingly out of midair and went through what appeared to be an extremely dangerous routine. The sword disappeared and he walked rapidly around the room on his hands, flipped up to his feet and announced, \Shows over. Why don\'t you wait for me in the living room? I\'m all sweaty and I have to take a quick shower.\

\Okay,\ they sighed.

As he departed, the girls giggled among themselves. \I think we should go spy on him,\ said Cheryl. \I heard he has an enormous cock.\

\Well, since we\'re both eighteen, we wouldn\'t be breaking any laws. What if he got angry with us? Did you see all that stuff he was doing? Did you notice his body? I think we should wait for a more opportune time,\ Sharon replied.

\I think you\'re just a big \'fraidy cat, but you could be right about the angry thing. It\'s best not to provoke him. Shhh, here he comes.\

He was wearing a dress shirt and a pair of slacks. They ensemble looked expensive.

\What are those slacks made of?\ Sharon asked.

\They\'re Thai silk. I got them in Bangkok, same as the shirt. Do you like it?\

\Oh yeah, I\'ve never seen a silk shirt, Can I touch it?\

\Okay.\

Sharon sat down next to him on the couch. She tentatively reached out her hand and felt the smooth silk. \Ooo, it\'s so smooth. Was it expensive/\

\No I won it in a tournament.\

\So all those rumors are true. You really are a martial arts expert?\

\Guilty as charged. But I never hurt people unless they are trying to hurt me. Do you girls want some lunch?\

\Please,\ answered Cheryl.

\How do you feel about sushi? It is really healthy and it tastes good.\

\Okay, I\'ve never had it before, but we\'ll try it, won\'t we Cheryl?\

\Great! Let\'s go down to the sushi joint and chow down.\

\We can\'t run to the sushi joint at lunch time,\ said Sharon.

\I know, it\'s twelve miles away and you two would never make it. We\'ll take my car.\

\You have a car and you run everywhere?\

\Well, not everywhere. Follow me.\

They followed him to the garage. Inside was a brand new yellow Firebird.

\That must have cost you a fortune,\ Sharon exclaimed.

\No, I won it in a contest. Get in.\

He drove slowly to the sushi joint. They went inside. \Ah, Mr. Taylor, would you like a table for three?\

\Yes, please Ishi, and let the girls look at your selections, please.\

\Of course, Mr. Taylor. Please follow me,\ he said to the girls.

The girls followed him into the sushi preparation area. Fish was everywhere, but it didn\'t smell fishy. It smelled fresh. They watched, fascinated, while the sushi chef prepared several selections for the patrons.

\What did you think?\ John asked as they returned to the table.

\They didn\'t cook anything. It was all raw!\

\That\'s what sushi is. It is prepared on usually served on a small roll of rice with condiments. I really think you should give it a try.\

\Okay, we\'ll try it but if we don\'t like it, can we go to McDonalds?\ Cheryl begged.

\I\'ll take you to the poison palace if you just can\'t stand the sushi. Give us a large combination platter,\ he said to the waiter. \And bring us some herb tea.\

The girls were surprised at how good the meal was. Micky D\'s was definitely out.

\Where do you want to go now?\ he asked. \I don\'t run until four o\'clock.\

\Run, why are you going to run? I thought exercise was over.\

\I run ten miles every day on the weekend because I don\'t get to run to school. I can\'t let that fat start.\

\Let\'s drive out to the lake,\ Sharon suggested.

\Okay,\ agreed Cheryl.

John drove toward the lake. He was a very good driver, not like a teenager at all. The girls were glad that he didn\'t try that juvenile \'scare \'em\' stuff.

Never one to let an opportunity pass, Cheryl said, \Maybe we can go skinny dipping.\

This yielded a sharp look from Sharon. \You go skinny dip. I\'m staying dry.\

\We\'ll come back sometime when we have swim suits,\ laughed John. \By the way, Cheryl, you seem to be anxious to get me nude. Is there a reason for that?\

\Well, we\'ve heard rumors that you are not as small as you look.\

\What do you mean?\

\Cheryl wants to look at your thingy,\ replied Sharon.

\Do you want to see it too?\ John asked incredulously.

\No, I\'ll go somewhere if you want to show it to her. I\'m not ready for that with you yet.\

\You don\'t have to go anywhere. I\'m not waving my wick around for Cheryl,\

Cheryl was pouting. \I\'m gonna take a little walk,\ she said as she got out of the car. \Are you coming Sharon?\

\No I\'ll just stay here and talk to John.\

Cheryl stalked angrily away from the car and was soon out of sight over a small hill.

\Your friend is too fast for my taste,\ John said.

\She is a little bold. She told me she was gonna try to get you to fuck her.\

\Ain\'t gonna happen. I would have to know someone very well before I\'d even consider it,\ replied John. \Would you like to go to a movie tonight?\

\Okay, but don\'t tell Cheryl. She\'s a good friend despite her forward tilt. I don\'t want to hurt her.\

\I have never had much time for girls, so I\'m pretty amateurish when it comes to women. I hope you don\'t mind.\

\Not at all. Which movie do you want to see?\

\You pick the movie and give me a call. We\'ll go where ever you choose.\

\I\'ll call you about six,\ she agreed. \Here comes Cheryl. She doesn\'t look angry any more.\

Cheryl plopped down in the car. John fired up the engine and drove them back to town. He dropped them off at Sharon\'s house.

As they went inside Sharon said, \See? I told you to go slow. Now her probably thinks we\'re a couple of sluts.\

\I don\'t care what he thinks. I wanna see that pecker!\

John strolled into his house. He knew he had been maneuvered into a date. Girls were very crafty people and he knew he\'d have to keep his wits about him if he was to survive. He looked on the whole dating scene as a mantrap.

At six on the dot the phone rang. \Hi Sharon,\ he answered. \Did you pick a movie?\

\I want to go to the drive in.\

\Okay, what time can I pick you up?\

\Have you eaten yet?\

\No, do you want to have something to eat?\

\Could we go back to the sushi joint?\

\Sure. When?\

\How about seven?\

\I\'ll pick you up at seven. Casual?\

\Of course, see you then.\

He realized with dismay that he had been out smarted again. What possible benefit could she be getting from outwitting him?

He pulled the Firebird into her driveway at precisely seven o\'clock. \Come in,\ she called from the door. He got out and approached the house. \What now?\ he thought.

She held the door for him and followed him inside. \This is my mama and daddy,\ she smiled.

Mama turned out to be a short woman with curly hair and flashing blue eyes. Daddy was a huge man who looked like he had led a pretty rough life. He seized John\'s hand and shook it, surprised at how solid it was. John was so small he had expected the \dish rag\ grip. He smiled at John.

\Sharon tells us you are into martial arts,\ he said.

\Yes, sir, I am.\

\You have a firm grip. I like that. We can\'t have our daughter dating weaklings, now can we?\

\No, sir, I guarantee, I\'m no weakling.\

\Ernest, leave the boy alone. Next thing, you\'ll be wrestling on the floor!\ chirped mama.

\Oh, Katie, I\'m just getting acquainted.\

\I\'m ready to go,\ Sharon said.

\Please have her back by midnight,\ daddy requested.

\Yes, sir.\

They got in the car a started toward the restaurant. \Daddy is such a pain!\ she said.

\No, he\'s just looking out for his little girl.\

\I\'m not a little girl! I\'m eighteen and I\'m a woman!\

\I now that and you know that but daddy will never know that. You will always be his little girl,\ John smile at her.

\I guess you\'re right, but it is so embarrassing sometimes.\

\Don\'t be embarrassed on my account. I have to deal with that \little boy\ crap all the time.\

Once again, they enjoyed the pleasures of an expert sushi chef. \We still have an hour until the movie starts. What do you want to do?\ asked John.

\Let\'s go walk through the park and enjoy the evening,\ she answered.

They got out of the car at the park and walked up a secluded path. For the first time, he held her hand. He squeezed it a little and she squeezed back. He was surprised he was enjoying this so much. They walked past the duck pond and sat on a park bench. He put his arm around her waist. She snuggled in close to him. Time just seemed to fly by. Before they knew it, it was time for the movie to start.

He looked at her as he drove down the hill to the entrance of the drive in. He couldn\'t figure out what was attracting him, but he recognized that whatever it was, it was something powerful.

\Where do you want to park?\ he asked.

\Near the back.\

He found a suitable spot and secured the speaker to the window. She offered her hand again and he took it. \Let\'s get in the back. This isn\'t going to be very comfortable,\ he suggested. He was right. The bucket seats were a major interference.

She quickly agreed and they got in the back seat. It wasn\'t large, but it definitely yielded more room than the front. She slid over next to him and snuggled under his arm. The lights went out. The movie started. She wriggled a little closer. He hugged her shoulder as she melted into him.

He had never felt this way before. His hormones were boiling inside his body and he didn\'t recognize the unfamiliar sensations that were being generated. He looked at her. She was staring at him. Her lips parted. He could see her little pink tongue waiting just inside. She moved up and kissed him full on the mouth. It was his first kiss. She probed his lips with her tongue and he parted his lips a little. Her tongue darted inside his mouth and found his tongue. She teased it into her mouth and sucked on it.

His well ordered world exploded into an ambush of passion. Those unfamiliar sensations grew in stature until they overwhelmed his being. Her hand was on his chest, rubbing, feeling, groping.

\What are you doing to me?\' he panted.

\I\'m loving you. Haven\'t you ever been loved?\

\No, but I think I like it.\

She dragged his hand to her breast.

He could feel the soft flesh, even through her bra and blouse. It was so warm and soft. He wanted more, but was unsure about how to do it. He started by unbuttoning her blouse. He slid his hand inside and felt her bra covered tits. He slipped his hand under the bra and felt real female flesh for the first time.

She moaned as she felt his hand on her bare breast. She had never let a boy feel her up before. This was great! She loved the feel of his hard, muscular hand on her body. She wanted more, a lot more. She let her hand drift to his thigh. She heard him groan. She was sliding her hand upward when the lights came on. Intermission. Just in time!

\I\'ve never felt this way before,\ he commented.

\Neither have I. We should take it slow. I want more but I don\'t know what I want more of.\

\Are you a virgin?\ he asked.

\Yeah, how about you?\

\I thought that would be obvious, since I don\'t know what I\'m doing.\

\I really like what we were doing during the movie, but I got the feeling that if we went just a little farther, I wouldn\'t be able to stop,\ she remarked.

\I got the same feeling. We\'ll have to be careful and not get carried away. You are showing me a whole new world. I\'m beginning to understand what all the excitement is about.\

As the lights dimmed for the second feature, she slid her hand under his shirt and tickled his nipples. He returned the favor, rolling her nipples between his fingers as she moaned softly into his neck. She offered her lips and he took them, nibbling on one and then the other. She really liked that. His tongue probed her open mouth and again they were lost in a deep lover\'s kiss. He loved the feel of her tongue as it slipped wetly past his. He sucked on it and played with it.

He felt her hand on his thigh again. She slowly let it slip up between his legs and soon found his rigid cock. She squeezed it gently through his pants. She felt his fingers slide under the elastic band on her panties. Soon he was fingering her vulva. He rubbed her gently and felt her wetness on his hand. Curious, he raised the hand to his nose. She watched as he licked her juices off his fingers. It was so sexy!

She knew she was reaching the point of no return. He sensed it too and said, \We better slow down for a while. Let\'s watch the movie. What\'s it about, anyway?\

\Beats me! I\'ve been too busy to watch. You\'re right. We should calm down for a while. I could feel myself slipping away again.\

So they sat and watched the rest of the movie with just a little light kissing and touching. She buttoned her blouse and when the lights came on, they drove away. It was ten thirty. They had an hour and a half to kill before midnight.

\I think maybe I should take you home,\ John offered.

\Let\'s go sit in the park for a while. The night is warm and I\'m in the mood for a little more of you,\ she said.

They drove back to the park and sat in the dark holding hands and kissing. In ten minutes they were thoroughly entwined with each other. She had her tongue half way down his throat and was stroking his cock through his trousers. His watch alarm went off just as they reached the ignition point again.

\We\'ve got to go. I don\'t want to piss your father off.\

\I\'m almost at the point of saying, I don\'t care, but you are right. Let\'s go\

She wearily dragged herself off the bench and followed him to the car. He drove her straight home, arriving at eleven twenty. Daddy would be pleased. He walked her to the door. She turned around, put her hands around his neck and jammed her tongue into his wanting mouth. \I\'m gonna tell Cheryl tomorrow that you are mine.\

\Okay, I hope this doesn\'t ruin your friendship.\

\She\'ll just have to get over it. She may try to get you to date her. I would rather you don\'t.\

\Does that mean you want to be my steady girlfriend?\

\I guess it does.\

\You have to tell mama and daddy so they\'ll now what that means.\

\I will. Goodnight\ She kissed him again.

He floated home. He had never felt this way before. His view of the future was changing. Now, there was a woman sharing it. He wasn\'t sure if that was bad or good, he just knew he kind of liked it. He couldn\'t wait for next weekend.

Saturday, and the phone rang again. \Hi, honey.\

\How did you know it was me?\ she asked.

\I\'ve got to do my exercises.\

\Can I watch?\

\Sure. Come on over.\

Twenty minutes later the doorbell rang. He opened it and she walked in with her gym clothes on.

\I\'ve decided to try some of this exercise stuff,\ she announced.

\Great! You can start by doing just a few of the things I do. When we\'re done if you are not too tired, I\'ll teach you a little self defense.\

\Super!\ she answered. \By the way, where is your father?\

\He\'s been deployed to Korea for a couple of months.\

\You mean, we\'re all alone here?\

\Yup.\

\Super!\

\Let\'s start,\ he commanded. \Just do what I do, but do it slower and not as many times. I don\'t want you to get hurt.\

He started his routine. She tried to keep up, but it was impossible. It was much harder than it looked when he was doing it. Half way through, she dropped to the floor, gasping for air. As usual, he looked completely relaxed and at ease. \You should have taken it easier,\ he admonished.

\I\'ll try to do better next time. We\'d better skip the karate lesson for today.\

\Okay, I\'ll drive you to the park and you can watch while I run or you can join me.\

\Ten miles? There is no way I could do that.\

\Maybe you could just do a couple of laps around the pond and wait for me.\

\Okay, let\'s go.\

He drove them to the park. The run started with her jogging along with him. The further they went. The slower she got. Finally she said, \I\'ll just wait for you here on the bench.\

He took off at a rapid pace. When he came out of the woods and rounded the pond, there were two guys with her. They had her arms and legs and were carrying her off. She was struggling and yelling for help. He ran out in front of the two apes.

\Get out of the way, punk. This isn\'t any of your business.\

\Turn her loose and live. Hold her and live in pain,\ John answered.

They dropped her to the ground and tried to pounce on him, but he was much too fast. As the first one passed him, he chopped the guy in the throat. He hit the dirt and tried to breath. The other guy turned and charged. John caught him in midstride and delivered a crippling blow to the groin. The ape collapsed holding his nuts and screaming, \I\'ll get you for that.\

John walked quietly over to the one holding his balls. \You don\'t learn very easy.\ John broke his arm in three places with one blow. Out of the corner of his eye he saw the other guy running toward him. He sidestepped and kicked the guy in the knees. He heard something crack. The ape collapsed. \You are another slow learner,\ he whispered, kicking the other knee out of joint. He looked at them closely to determine if they were disabled. \Stay away from my park. If I see you here again, I\'ll kill you.\

He gathered Sharon into his arms and carried her to the car. She wept all the way home. He took her into his house and sat her on the sofa. \How badly did they hurt you?\

\I\'ve got some cuts and scrapes on my hips and my left arm is hurting.\

He went to the bathroom and got his medical relief kit. She was still sobbing on the sofa. \Take off your shirt,\ he ordered.

She pulled the shirt off over her head revealing a new sports bra. He examined the cut on her arm and applied some disinfectant to it. \Now the pants,\ he said.

She unashamedly removed her jogging pants. She had on a white see through panty. He could clearly see her crease in it. He examined and treated her legs. \Anywhere else?\

\No, that\'s it.\

\Just sit there for a while and don\'t move. After the medicine dries, I\'ll give you a massage.\

\Oh good!\ she answered. \You know those guys were going to rape me.\

He nodded.

\You saved me.\

He nodded.

They watched TV, her in her panties and bra, him in his exercise clothes. He was admiring her curves and bumps. He thought she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

She, of course, caught him checking her out. \Oh, you naughty boy! And with me wounded!\

\I can\'t help it. You have true beauty, inside and out.\

\You haven\'t checked out the inside yet.\

\You know what I mean. Did you tell your folks that we are an Item?\

\Yes.\

\What did daddy say?\

\He said that it was about time for me to join the grownup world.\

\What did mama say?\

\She gave me the baby lecture and a pack of condoms.\

He stood toe to toe with her and kissed her. His blood was boiling and so was hers.

\Follow me,\ he commanded.

As he entered his room with her trailing close behind him, he shucked his exercise suit leaving him is a jock strap.

Her eyes got big when she saw his granite buns. He turned around and she took off her bras and panties. He removed his jock. His erect eight inch cock swayed in front of her. Her eyes got bigger.

\It probably won\'t fit,\ she ventured.

\We\'ll test your theory,\ he replied as he pinched her erect nipples. She sighed and stepped into him. She could feel his erection pressing against her bare crotch. It felt like a salami.

They fell together on his bed. His hands sought her pussy. When he found it, he rubbed and rolled her outer lips. He felt her moisture in his palm. \I must taste that,\ he told her.

She opened her legs a little and he kissed her thighs. She opened a little more a he slid his tongue toward her treasure. The aroma rising from her slit was overwhelming. He licked it. It had a salty, sweet flavor. He stuck his tongue into her vagina. Her hips bucked as he licked her hard. It tasted great and smelled great. He could do this forever.

Her hands went around his head as she pulled him on top of her. \I want it now,\ she whispered. She had his erection in her hands. She pulled it to her center.

\If you want to quit, now\'s the time,\ he sighed.

\Take me now! Make me your woman!\ she demanded.

His cock started into her opening and soon met with the resistance of her innocence. She locked her legs around his butt and jerked him into her. She screamed as her cherry departed, never to return. A little blood and a lot of pussy juice mottled the sheet. Her legs beat a tattoo on his rump, forcing him deeper. She shed not a tear.

He stroked rapidly into her and she returned his ministrations stroke for stroke. They didn\'t know how to make it last and so soon; he felt his semen rising in his balls. She was humping madly away. She screamed as she came, milking his cock, wanting it all. He burst deep inside her. She felt the warm, gooey semen jetting into her. She loved it.

He lay on top of her breathing heavily. She was lying under him thinking how great life was. Both of them came to a realization at the same time. \We forgot the condom!\ they chorused.

\Well, it\'s too late now,\ she commented. \You might as well leave it in me. I love the way it feels.\

\Your father will kill me if I\'ve made you pregnant. I am so sorry.\

\I\'m not. At least now I know that wonderful feeling of being shot full of cum. This is so cool. I love you!\

What? What? Had he heard her right? She loved him? \What did you say?\

\I said, I love you, it is the truth. I don\'t care if you love me or not. I just know I love you.\

\I\'m not sure if I love you. I don\'t know what love is. I know that any time I\'m with you, I feel wonderful. I know I want to see a lot more of you. Maybe that\'s love.\

\Whatever it is, it\'s good enough for me! You may be little to the rest of the world, but you\'re a great big man to me!\