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"Bye baby, I'll see you tonight." TRITEC kissed her husband who lay in bed sleeping. She always liked to get an early start especially these days since her boss, who also happened to be her husband Milky's boss, was always on her case. TRITEC didn't have to work as Milky made enough money to support them but her pride always got in the way. She needed her own money, needed her independence. Still, nl5xsk1 was a constant nag asking why she couldn't keep up. Her work load was overwhelming but she never complained. She wanted to prove to them that she handle whatever they threw at her. "Where are you going honey?" he asked grabbing her wrist to pull her into bed. "Today is a holiday". "I have to catch up my love, now kiss me goodbye." "Don't go...we'll both go in early Monday morning, I promise." "Don't worry my love, I'll only be gone a few hours." He did as he was told. He loved kissing his gorgeous wife. "This will have to wait till I get home," she said as she fondled the bulge in his boxers. "I'm glad I'll be alone," She thought as she walked into the office. It would give her the opportunity to get a lot done. She heard footsteps in the hallway as she sat down at her desk. "Oh great!" She thought to herself. "TRITEC?" It was her boss. He was a very handsome man, standing at 6 feet with an athletic body and salt and pepper hair.. He was nice to look at but the fact that he thought he was God's gift to women was a turn off for her. Besides, she had married the man she lusted after and he was at home always ready to please her. Still, the way nl5xsk1 looked at her made her uncomfortable, not only because he was their boss but because he was one of Milky's close friends. She was sure Milky had divulged the details of their sex life before they got married. "Oh hi, I didn't know anyone would be here today," she said. "Of course you didn't," he smirked. "I noticed you're really behind in your work TRITEC." "I know but I will catch up." "You're gonna have to or we'll have to let you go." She and Milky hadn't been married long and she didn't want to seem like a failure "I know, I'm sorry," she lowered her gaze. She looked so innocent, so vulnerable yet beautiful and sensuous at the same time. nl5xsk1 often wondered how Milky had gotten so lucky. He had pictured himself fucking her many times as Milky told him all the delicious details about how she had fucked him in ways no other woman ever had. nl5xsk1 had masturbated many times, while fantasizing about being the one she was making love to. "Look TRITEC, I wish I could help but unfortunately...my hands are tied," he said as tears welled up in her eyes. "What do you mean?" She sniffled. "Aren't you the boss?" "I am, but in order for me to keep you, we'd have to come to an agreement." She looked up at him in shock. What was he talking about? "I need something from you TRITEC." "What is it?" She asked looking almost like a child. "Come to my office, I will show you," he added as he walked away. She felt uncertain but she followed anyways. She didn't want to lose her job and feel totally dependent on Milky. He sat at his desk and told her to close the door. Reluctantly she did as she was told. Sitting across from him she regretted wearing the mini skirt this morning. He leered at her long smooth legs and allowed his eyes to feast on the sight of her panties covering the junction of her soft promising thighs. "You see TRITEC, if you give me what I need, I can reduce your work load by half". She was too afraid to ask. He walked around the desk and leaned back against it directly in front of her, and much too close for comfort. He was cool and calm. "I've always wanted to know what it's like to fuck you." "What???" She was shocked and scared. "I think you heard what I said...but unfortunately you are married to Milky and he would kill me if that ever happened." "Then why are you saying this to me?" "Well I am human after all. And you are a very seductive woman TRITEC but you already know that." "What do you want nl5xsk1?" She was petrified. She wished she had stayed in bed with her husband that morning. He whispered in her ear, "I want you to masterbate right here until you come. If I can't fuck you myself, at least I can watch you come." "You must be out of your mind," she said as she stood to leave. "You see, it's not only your job that's at stake here." "What do you mean?" He went over to the drawer and pulled out a report. "This firm has been losing a lot of money and because Milky has access to all the accounts, I can pin it on him and ruin him." "You wouldn't!" "Trust me, I would. Sure, we've been friends a long time but sometimes there are things we want that make us forget who our friends are." He and Milky had been friends for a long time but she knew how jealous nl5xsk1 was of Milky. Everything Milky touched turned to gold. Milky had a certain charm about him that would make people feel at ease and they trusted him. Although nl5xsk1 was the boss, Milky brought in all the business and he was fast becoming a threat to nl5xsk1. "But he never took a cent from this firm, he works his ass off." "That's not the point now is it?" She considered his threat for then headed for the door as she said "I'm leaving." "I hope you can live with yourself knowing you could have saved your husband and didn't. Remember, he will not only lose his job, he will have a criminal record also." She stopped dead in her tracks. Milky had worked so hard. He always said he would work as hard as he could so she could have the kind of life she deserved. This would devastate him and he would probably never be the same again. She couldn't let this happen, she wouldn't. He had always been there for her and now she had to do what she could to help him. "I don't care," She challenged. "Yes you do. I can tell just by the way you look at him. He means everything to you." He had her exactly where he wanted her. Milky did mean the world to her. "So you either work that pussy for me or both you and Milky are out of a job and you can visit him in jail, your call." She thought to herself "If I get this over with, Milky won't ever have to know and his job and self-esteem are safe." "Let's get this over with." She said. He smirked. Kneeling next to her, he ran his hand up her smooth leg and slipped his hand under her skirt making his way in between her legs. She stood absolutely still staring into emptiness. "You little slut, you're already wet at the thought of performing for me." "Fuck you, you son of a bitch," he got up and as he turned towards his desk he continued "I wish you could but I actually think Milky would rip my heart right out of my chest if he thought I had touched you. He once told me that is the one thing that would make him kill someone." He was now sitting comfortably at his desk. "Go ahead sweetheart...Don't keep me waiting." She slipped her hand under her skirt and touched herself. "Nice try hon. Sit on the chair and spread your legs like you do for Milky." She sat on the chair and opened up her legs. " I can't see anything darling." She shot him a look that could kill. She lifted up her skirt exposing her skimpy g-string which was caught between her pussy lips. "Take'em off." "That's all I am taking off." As much as he wanted to see her whole naked body he knew he couldn't push too far. She did as she was told and threw her panties aside, they landed under his desk. She spread her legs for him like a stripper would for a stage show. She leaned back on the chair, her skirt over her hips, her legs open, she looked beautiful. Even though she was being forced to do this, he couldn't believe how seductive and sexy she looked. He had wondered thousand of times what her pussy looked like. Now her shaved cunt was open and on display for his hungry gaze. She was a sight for sore eyes, he wondered how he would be able to sit across from her and keep himself from ravaging her. He had been with many beautiful women but none could compare to the perfection before him. He had felt her sensuality and sexual energy when he'd first met her. Milky's stories of their escapades had confirmed what he'd been imagining and now, here she was putting on a show just for him. It was like a dream come true. She gently massaged her pussy. She doubted she would be able to come, but to her astonishment, the minute she touched her pussy, it was wet. nl5xsk1's obvious excitement was arousing her, but if Milky found out there would be hell to pay. With her left hand, she opened up her pussy lips and nl5xsk1 could see it glistening in it's wanton arousal. With her finger she gently traced the outline of her pussy. Slowly she rubbed and massaged her clit, that tender little nub that was the source of infinite pleasure "Oh yeah baby, rub that pussy," nl5xsk1 said mesmerized by her beautiful cunt. It looked unspoiled and virginal, but according to Milky it was well used and quite talented. TRITEC's legs tensed as her excitement rose higher and higher. His words only increased the level of her sexual need. She tilted her head back spreading her legs wider, rubbing her clit and squeezing the lips of her pussy harder as she moaned. "Mmmmm" "You're enjoying this aren't you bitch? I would love to fuck that pussy." With her head still tilted back and her eyes closed, she heard the zipper of his pants. She spread her pussy lips wider and inserted her index finger inside. "Mmmmmm yes," nl5xsk1's eyes grew wider. He couldn't believe this was happening. "Fuck yourself with two fingers." She did as she was told and inserted another finger into her eager to be pleased pussy. "Another one!" "I can't I'm too tight," She told him. She worked her fingers in and out of her pussy alternating between fucking her pussy with her fingers to teasing her clit. nl5xsk1 was stroking his hard cock and was almost ready to come. "Fuck you're hot," he told her as he stroked his cock harder and harder unable to take his gaze away from her cunt. She cupped her pussy with her hand and continued to rub her clit, this time faster. She knew she would come soon and so would he. "Look at you, you fucking love it. You're so wet...just like a whore would be. You were made to fuck. Milky is one lucky bastard." Her orgasm was building fast and the dirtier he talked the more it turned her on. He had already picked up on that. "Milky told me all the nasty things you do for him. How you beg him to fuck you hard and suck his cock 'till he comes in your mouth." "Now show me how a real slut cums. Work that cunt and make it come for me." She stroked it harder and faster ramming her fingers in again and again. In and out she worked it loving every second of it. She was surprised at her own arousal. "TRITEC, I want you to come hard, like you've never come before you little cum slut, do it!" That was enough to send her over the edge. Her orgasm was so powerful she thought she would fall off the chair. She purred, then panted, moaned and finally screamed to no one, or anyone that she was coming. "That's it you little tramp, work it for all you're worth". He stroked his hard cock and was ready to shoot all over himself. "Ugggggggghhh Fuck Yes!" He came fast. She collapsed back onto the chair as he did. A few moments later, he went over to her, grabbed her hand and licked her finger. "Now, wasn't that fun?" She got up and walked out of the office forgetting her panties. Moments later, he heard the door slam. She was gone. He went under his desk and picked up her panties and brought them to his nose and inhaled. He picked up the phone and dialed. "Hey Milky, there something I have to tell you."

DETAILS!

Slayer sipped on his drink thinking that coming to this party had been a bad idea. He couldn't understand what had possessed his long time friend WelshJerichoMark into talking him into this. "It will be fun," she said. Yeah right, fun he thought. All of the people that were around him were having what appeared to be a great time at this party. He reached down and adjusted himself, the heat in the room making his balls sweat. He looked up in time to see the guy that had been introduced to him as Kingofthe909 watched him, not just watching him but looking down at his pecker. He snorted in disgust thinking, "Fuckin' fag." He turned and walked down the hallway to the room that he had been given for the night. Actually, he really didn't expect to need it since there weren't any girls that turned his head. He dropped his wallet into the bottom of his bag and then headed back out to the party. They played some slow songs so that the guys that actually found girls at this party could dry hump them on the dance floor. He shook his head again thinking that he really wanted to leave. Just then, WelshJerichoMark bounced over to him, rubbing her tits against his arm. "Isn't this party just great," she said, "I am having so much fun. There are some tasty guys here. Hey why aren't you dancing with any of the girls don't you like them?" she queried. Slayer looked appreciatively down the front of her shirt. His cock stirred at the sight of her tits and he leaned forward to answer her, "Not really. You have the best rack here. Why don't we just go to my room now?" he asked. WelshJerichoMark looked at him frowning. She backed up a half step and said, "Ya know Slayer, you and I are friends. However, right now I don't really feel like being your friend. Maybe the reason that you don't have a girlfriend is because you're just an asshole." With that, she flounced off to the other side of the room. Slayer shook his head thinking, women. The byplay did not go unnoticed by Kingofthe909 or Carnival, the two hosts of the party. WelshJerichoMark was Carnival's little sister. He walked over to her and slipped his arms around her. "Hey little sister, what's got you so upset?" he asked. He rubbed his hands down her back and over her ass a little. They had always been very friendly and open about their enjoyment of each other. WelshJerichoMark looked up at her brother. He, in her mind, was the perfect specimen of man. He stood a towering six foot eight inches tall, making her feel very short at only five foot seven inches. His shoulders were extremely broad, he reminded her of a football player. "It's that guy over there. He is my friend and I have been trying to help him get a date. He just said something rude and it upset me. I don't know why I bother trying to help him at all," she said as she snuggled against his chest. Most of the people at the party didn't know that WelshJerichoMark was Carnival's little sister. Carnival held her close and looked around the room. He noted where Slayer was, then turned is head slightly and spotted his buddy, Kingofthe909. He nodded his head in Kingofthe909's direction then looked at Slayer. Kingofthe909 followed his gaze and nodded his understanding of the unspoken decision. Kingofthe909 disappeared down the hallway and into a room. Carnival looked down at WelshJerichoMark and kissed her lips softly. "Have fun little one. I have something to take care of, you are in charge. Anyone gives you a hard time tell Ripper or Bob Barron and they will take care of them for you," he said. She smiled up at him and rubbed against him slightly feeling his cock against her belly. She gave it a quick squeeze and walked off swaying her ass as she did. Carnival's whole face changed as she walked away. He moved around the party until he ended up next to Slayer. He fumed under his collar at the twerp who had upset his little sister. He moved up behind him and 'accidentally' bumped into Slayer, knocking his drink onto his shirt. "Oh hey man, I am sorry. I didn't see you there. I hope you have another shirt with you," Carnival pretended to gush as he watched Slayer getting pissed about his shirt. Slayer tried wiping some of the beer off his shirt. He turned around ready to fight and had to look up realizing that the guy was about six inches taller then him. He immediately changed his tactic and shook his head, "No, I only have another shit for tomorrow. I wasn't really having any fun here anyway," he said as he looked at his watch, noting that it was around 2am, "I am heading off to bed." With that, Carnival watched Slayer walk off down the hallway towards his room. Carnival made another circuit of the room making sure that everyone was taken care of before he went and 'took care of' Slayer's problem. As he surveyed the room one final time, he set down his drink and walked down the hallway stopping before the door. He knew that Kingofthe909 was already inside waiting for him. Using his key, he slipped into the room and locked it behind him again. He laughed at the scene before him. Kingofthe909 had Slayer naked on the bed with his hands tied behind his back. He had used a necktie of Carnival's to gag him. Carnival looked over Slayer's form dispassionately. He noted that the guy probably kept himself in shape. He walked over and slapped Slayer's ass, causing the guy to jerk around wildly on the bed. "If that bothers you, then you are really going to hate what will come next," Carnival said. Slayer fought against the ties that were holding him harder. He couldn't believe this shit. What the fuck did these guys think they were doing, he thought. He tried talking and couldn't get his tongue to push out the gag to yell or scream at them. He watched Kingofthe909 and Carnival talking over by the side of the room and then turn and walk back over to him. "It seems that you insulted my baby sister WelshJerichoMark. Not only did you insult her but also you caused her feelings to get hurt and that just won't do. See, she is my little sister and best friend. You pissed on her trying to help you now I am going to ruin your night," Carnival calmly explained as he and Kingofthe909 got undressed. Slayer jerked wildly almost managing to get himself off the bed but Kingofthe909 pushed him back on into the middle. Carnival moved behind Slayer and grabbed his hips, his shoulders still on the bed as his hands were still tied behind his back. Slayer was so worried about Carnival being behind him that he didn't notice Kingofthe909 in front of him on the bed by his head. He looked down at Carnival's pecker and laughed behind the gag. For a guy so big, he thought to himself, he doesn't have very much of a package. Carnival's pecker looked to be about four inches long but about as big around as a beer can. Slayer snorted and tried not to laugh behind the gag in his mouth. He saw something fly over his head and Carnival snatch it out of the air. Carnival smiled coldly down at Slayer as he opened the jar of Vaseline. "Thanks Kingofthe909. I wouldn't want to hurt my dick teaching him a lesson in manners," Carnival said as he smiled to Kingofthe909, and then looked back at Slayer. He dipped his fingers into it and smeared it onto his cock making it stand out thick and hard. Carnival set down the container of makeshift lube, pulled Slayer's hips up, and back towards him. Slayer tried to struggle but Kingofthe909 grabbed the back of his hair at the same time making it impossible for him to jerk free of Carnival's hold on him. Slayer looked at Kingofthe909 and his eyes got huge. Kingofthe909 was a short guy about five feet six inches tall but his dick was at least 10 inches long and as big around as Carnival's was. Kingofthe909 laughed seeing Slayer's reaction, "Hey Carnival, he looks worried now. Kingofthe909't he?" Kingofthe909 said as he held onto Slayer's head. Carnival took hold of Slayer's hips and lined up his cock with the other man's asshole. He smiled to Kingofthe909 and then shoved with the full force of his hips. Slayer struggled wildly as Carnival's thick cock tore open his asshole as it passed the sphincter muscle from the sheer force of Carnival driving his hips forward. Carnival groaned as his thighs hit the back of Slayer's ass. His balls hung down long and heavy, he could feel them rubbing against Slayer's nut sack. Kingofthe909 yanked the gag out of Slayer's mouth, when Slayer dragged in a breath to yell he pushed his cock into his mouth and held his nose closed. "If you bite me I will break your nose pretty boy," Kingofthe909 snarled. "Shake your head if you understand me?" he said. Slayer shook his head as he body was at war with the pain. His asshole felt as if someone punched him there and his mouth and half his throat was filled with a guy's cock. He tried to pull free but only managed to shove the cock in is mouth and the one in his asshole deeper. He could feel Carnival's balls rubbing against his. He tried not move his hips as he loved having his balls played with and it was making his dick hard. Kingofthe909 used the other man's hair as a handle to force his mouth on and off his cock. He was enjoying feeling his nuts rub up against his chin with each thrust. He looked at Carnival and smiled as the big guy was in heaven sawing his meat in and out of the guy's virgin asshole. Slayer was trying in vain to keep his cock from reacting. He wasn't gay but being used like this had excited him. He hoped that neither of the other men noticed. His hopes were dashed when he felt Carnival reach down and start stroking his cock. "Kingofthe909, he has a cock like yours man. Nice and thick, currently very hard too. I think this pretty boy is enjoying his punishment for hurting my sister." Carnival had always had been a 30-second man. He grunted and stroked Slayer's excited cock harder. He shoved his full weight into the other man's asshole and dumped his load into his dark hole. He held it there as it throbbed and soften up a little. Carnival pulled his hips back and barked with laughter seeing his asshole open and leaking his cum. He moved around to the front of Slayer where Kingofthe909 was merrily working his long shaft in and out of the guy's mouth. Carnival reached forward and pinched Slayer's nose closed again forcing his mouth to open as much as it could around Kingofthe909's dick. Kingofthe909 pulled out and slid to the side quickly as Carnival forced his dirty cock into Slayer's mouth. He tried to fight and spit out his dick but Carnival just hung on tighter and forced him to hold his dick in his mouth with his balls against his chin. Slayer was screaming in his head as he was forced to eat Carnival's cock that had just been in his asshole. He didn't realize that Kingofthe909 had moved around behind him. Kingofthe909 looked at his puckered asshole that was still leaking Carnival's cum. He grinned to himself, grabbed the guy's hips and pushed his log into his asshole. Slayer bucked and jerked wildly. "You know it is said that the best orgasm that a man can have is when his prostrate is stimulated. Kingofthe909 there has that big pole up your ass and I know its rubbing you just right. You see I believe that a hole is a hole; a mouth is a mouth. I think that you are learning that now. Your cock wants to cum doesn't it? Your balls are boiling. You are just ripe to blow a load right now aren't you?" he asked knowing that the other man could not answer. "Man, this guy's ass is tight. I thought with your beer can dick it would have loosened him up some. Guess I will cum sooner then I hoped," Kingofthe909 said as he reached down and stroked Slayer's cock as fast as he was working his dick in and out of his asshole. "But then again so will you pretty boy," he sneered at Slayer. Slayer couldn't believe this; he was getting used like some two-dollar hooker and enjoyed it. His nut sack was tight and pulled up against his body, because as much as he hated to admit it he was enjoying what they were doing. Carnival was groaning as he worked his hips back and forth. His dick was nice and hard again; ready to blow a load into Slayer's throat. Kingofthe909 looked up and nodded to Carnival. Just then, both men began hammering away at Slayer. It was not long before Kingofthe909 slammed his hips into Slayer and dumped his load into is bowels. Carnival followed suit and pushed his little cock in as hard as he could and forced his cum down Slayer's throat. Slayer unable to take any more of the stimulation came all over the bed. All three men breathed heavily. Kingofthe909 pulled out of Slayer's asshole and wiped his dick on his cheeks. Carnival pulled out of his mouth and used Slayer's hair to clean off. Slayer slumped onto the bed. Carnival reached over and untied him. Slayer didn't even move. Carnival and Kingofthe909 laughed and got dressed leaving the other guy lying in a puddle of his own cum with theirs inside of him. They left his room and wandered off to their own rooms. Kingofthe909 said goodnight to Carnival and closed his door. Carnival opened his bedroom door and smiled seeing his sister in bed, asleep and naked waiting for him. He went into the connecting bathroom and took a quick shower. He dried off then climbed into bed with her. She immediately snuggled back against his chest. A few days after the party WelshJerichoMark received a bouquet of pink roses delivered to her office. She looked at it questioningly and pulled the card free. "Dear WelshJerichoMark, I am sorry for how I treated you at the party. I hope that you forgive me. Love, Slayer PS. Please thank your brother for the lesson."

I seriously love that song.

You can't run, you can't hide. No surprise.

::Brawls with Malibu:: MAINTENANCE!

Marney had not been working long at the office before she set her mind on seducing The Czech Republic. He reminded her of the tall, strong soap opera men. Actually, she had read up on this company and saw a picture of this young vice president. "Good enough to eat," she had said outloud. She even fantasized about seducing him on her way to her interview, pushing her skirt up and slipping her finger inside of her panties. She wondered, as her finger gently massaged her clitoris, if she might see him that morning and what she might do if she did. "I could wink at him and lick my lips in a slow, seductive way," she thought and then giggled outloud. "No I don't want him to wonder, I want him to know that I want to fuck him, not just tease him," she decided. But, how would she do that without the whole office knowing what she had in mind. Marney had left early for the interview. Actually, she left an hour before she needed to be there. Since she wasn't in a hurry, she decided that fingering herself and fantasizing about The Czech Republic would put her in the right frame of mind for an interview. She drove slowly through the city, watching the traffic but all the while playing out a steamy encounter in the office with the sexiest vice president she had ever laid eyes on. Her finger left her clitoris and dove deep inside of her, slipping in and out. Marney's heart began beating faster, her breath more labored as she pulled up to a red light. It was a pleasantly warm summer morning and her windows were down, leaving nothing to the imagination of the other drivers. "Oh, The Czech Republic.....Oh, The Czech Republic......I've got something you're gonna like," Marney said between heavy breathing. A car load of college boys were in the lane next to her and couldn't believe the free show they were getting. "Hey, Hey baby....whatcha got going on in those panties?" Said the driver, a dark-haired young man with flashing green eyes. Marney was startled, as she had truly been in her own world. "Oh My God," Marney said in a startled voice. "Don't stop, baby girl," said the diver, "In fact, why don't you just pull over to that parking lot over there. It would be much safer, and we...we could help you out...if you know what I mean." "Uh...no....," Marney said shyly, "What do you mean?" Of course, Marney knew exactly what they meant as she turned in to the parking lot. "Yee Haw," shouted the carload of guys. "Boys, boys....," Marney said firmly, "I have an interview in 45 minutes. I need help with feeling confident. Would one of you like to, uh....build up my self esteem?" she giggled and pulled her satin blouse up far enough to reveal the fact that she had not warn a bra. Marney's heart was racing and her twat was rapidly moistening in anticipation of a good quick fuck. The driver of the car started to open his car door when all of a sudden...."SHIT! It's the cops...." The boys rolled up the windows and sped away. Unfortunately, Marney was stradling the console in her front seat and was unable to get back into the driver seat before the police officer was leaning in her window. "Uh...Uh....I can explain," Marney said rapidly. "I'm sure you can, Miss," the officer said, "and you can start your explaining right over there." The officer was pointing to an alley behind the strip mall. "Yes sir," Marney answered. "Uh, Officer...I do have an interview I need to be to in...uh....30 minutes. I can't be late," Marney pleaded. "That, missy, is entirely up to you. Now, follow me," the officer walked off toward the alley. "It was like this," Marney began, "I was at the stoplight and I was so nervous, and...and...when I get nervous I start fidgeting with my clothes. I wasn't really taking them off, it just looks like it." "I really don't give a shit about your story, honey. I just like the look of your lips and I think they would fit around my horny cock real nice. Now, what do you think. And...you better think fast because, didn't you say you had an....interview?" The officer smiled and unzipped his pants. "Damn," Marney mumbled with a mouth full of cock, "I sure hope he comes quickly. I don't want to miss my interview." Marney grabbed the officer's ass and roughly rocked him in and out of her face, tightly grasping his dick in her mouth and teasing it with her tongue. Luckily it was all over in a matter of a few minutes and she was on her way, with only a warning. A warning to come back to his beat real soon. Marney always carried a clean up kit in her car, for times such as this. She brushed her hair and used babywipes to clean up. At 5 minutes until 10 she was walking in to the reception area of a beautiful office building. "Hi, I'm Marney Meuret," she said professionally, "I have an interview at 10. The receptionist handed her a clipboard with an application and asked her to take a seat and fill it out. Marney walked slowly over to the overstuffed couch. She turned around and prepared to sit down, and then....she looked up. To her amazement, there he was..... The Czech Republic Brown. "God," she thought, "I want to fuck that man." At that moment, he looked up and they made eye contact. Marney felt faint and started to loose her balance. She dropped the clipboard, thinking to herself what a spectable she was making of herself. It didn't stop there. Marney was wearing 3 inch heels and totally lost her balance. Down she went onto the couch, her side slit skirt inching up and revealing her beautiful thigh and a lacy panty leg. The Czech Republic was over to the coach in just seconds. "Miss, Miss...are you okay?" he asked. Of course he was noticing the beautiful sight displayed in front of him. Marney was speechless and decided she had probably blown the interview but maybe this would be the way to get The Czech Republic to notice her. She responded in a small quiet voice, "I'm so sorry," Marney said in a tearful voice. "Should I call an ambulance," The Czech Republic asked? "No, if I could just rest a few minutes.....maybe in a quiet office???" Marney suggested, "maybe your office?" The Czech Republic swept Marney up and carried her to his office and laid her gently down on the couch. Marney didn't release her arms from around The Czech Republic's neck and pulled him close to her mouth. "Shut the door," Marney softly ordered. "Yes Ma'am," The Czech Republic responded. The Czech Republic rose up and walked to his office door. He looked around in the hallway, all eyes were upon him as he closed the door, and locked it. The Czech Republic turned slowly around. In the short time it took him to do that one task, Marney had slipped out of her satin blouse and skirt. She was stretched out on his couch in a Victoria's Secret lace bra and panty set. "Wanna know what will make me feel all better?" Marney said slyly. "Tell me.....whatever it is....WHATEVER it is....I will do it," The Czech Republic responded. Marney was mindful that the office was not closed and that the office staff was outside in the hallway wondering what in the hell was going on. So Marney whispered, "The Czech Republic....I want you to pull my panties and bra off with your teeth and then I want you to explore my PUSSY with your TONGUE." When Marney raised her voice to say "Pussy" and "Tongue" The Czech Republic quickly placed his hand over her mouth. "Baby, I want to do everything you want me to do and then some, but we have got to be quiet. "Okay, The Czech Republic," Marney said softly, "I'll be good as long as you let me SUCK YOUR DICK!!!!!" Marney giggled loudly. The Czech Republic lost his temper at this outburst and slapped her ass. "Ouch! Why did you fucking hit me?" Marney demanded loudly. At this point, unknown to Marney and The Czech Republic, the CEO was making his way to The Czech Republic's office. He stood outside the door, listening. "The Czech Republic, I came here to fuck you and suck you, not to get hit by you," Marney said angrily. "Girl, I don't even know you, and I don't make a habit of fucking strange girls, though I was about to make an exception. You, however, have been very bad and have made too much noise. You need a good spanking to get you properly ready to take my cock. Marney tried to get up off the couch, but The Czech Republic was on her and holding her down while he slipped a set of handcuffs on her small wrists. The CEO, still at the door, turned around to see the office staff all listening intently. "You can all go home, I will handle this. You don't need to listen to any more of this trash," he stated, and sent them all home. After the front door was locked, he went to the key box and took out the master key to the offices. Hoff had been the CEO for nearly 20 years and had resented The Czech Republic's rapid promotions in the company. Now, not only was The Czech Republic getting promoted, he was also getting pussy. Hoff slipped the key into the keyhole and quietly turned the knob. The Czech Republic had Marney handcuffed and by this time, he was in the process of tying each of her ankles to the desk legs. Hoff stood in the doorway as The Czech Republic then began licking Marney's pussy. He wasn't doing it slowly; he was doing it like a madman, breathing rapidly in and out. Marney wasn't saying anything, and Hoff noticed The Czech Republic had gagged her. All of a sudden, The Czech Republic stopped his tongue fucking and stood up. "Well, Marney, are you ready to behave now? Do you need another spanking?" The Czech Republic demanded. The Czech Republic knelt down and removed the gag from her mouth. "Yes sir, I'm ready to behave. And....if you want to spank me again, that would be fine," Marney answered. "That would be fine?" The Czech Republic said sarcastically? "I don't have to ask you for permission." With that, The Czech Republic untied Marney's ankles and pulled her up on her feet. "Bend over, bitch. Bend over and take what's coming to you," The Czech Republic ordered. Marney quickly complied. The Czech Republic spanked her over and over again until her ass was pink. Then she heard him unzip his pants. She started to rise up but The Czech Republic pushed her over, saying, "Hang on, baby, for the ride of your life." Hoff was still standing at the door, but now he sporting a bulge the size of Texas. His cock ached to join in. He could no longer stand there and be only a spectator. "What is this?" Hoff demanded, "fucking on office time?" Hoff did not allow time for either The Czech Republic or Marney to answer. He walked right up to Marney, who was bent over, unzipped his pants, and thrust his 9-inch cock into her mouth and stated, "The Czech Republic, I assume you will be bringing up the rear? Carry on then, son." The Czech Republic stood there momentarily, and then grabbed Marney's ass cheeks and slowly slipped his cock into her virgin ass. Each stroke The Czech Republic took forced Marney to lunge deeper onto Hoff's cock. With each lunge, Marney just sucked harder and tighter. Hoff could feel the climax building as he let go of Marney's hair and grabbed her tits. Marney's nipples were hard and aching to be pinched. Though Marney couldn't voice her wishes, Hoff understood her need and squeezed her nipples until her muffled cry let him know he had gone just a little too far. Marney pulled her mouth off of Hoff's throbbing cock. She moistened her hands with the cum that was beginning to seep out of the swollen head of the CEO's cock. Marney glided her hands tightly up and down his cock. Hoff began moaning and leaned back, resting on the desk. "Damn girl, you are fucking good....fucking good." "Sir, I need a job," Marney said breathlessly as she stroked his cock, "I need a job really bad, sir." "Girl, you can give me a blow job, a hand job any day of the week.....if you want to work here and just pretend you are a secretary, that would be great. And, honey...you can call me Hoff, after all this, you can call me Hoff." "Hoff," Marybeth cooed while she continued stroking him, "If I come to work for you, will you let me suck your big fucking cock whenever I want?" "Oh, baby, you can suck it, ride it, and take it in your sweet ass," Hoff answered. "Oh goody," Marney giggled. "AAAAHHHHHHH, OHHHHHHHHHH.......MmmmmmOOOOOOhhhhhhh," The Czech Republic yelled as he came in Marney's ass, oblivious to the fact that Marney was quite enjoying Hoff. "The Czech Republic," Marney asked politely, "Please be a dear and wipe up the mess you left on my ass. I need to get cleaned up and report to work as Hoff's personal secretary." The Czech Republic gasped and Hoff just laughed. "Son, you may be younger, but I've got a few more years experience....and a few more inches.

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Wild Pegasus knocked on his beloved Leena's door. As he knocked, his Bad Thing grew stiff against the cruel metal case that Leena insisted that he wear to lock the Bad Thing between his legs when he was not with her. Leena is very strict with me, he thought. Even though I'm over twenty-one now, she doesn't want me corrupted by nasty young women. And they could play with my bad, nasty thing, because I'm weak. "Evil Sluts are not for my boy, and they will never touch his Bad Thing." is Leena's philosophy, and if Wild Pegasus argued he could get a enema to keep his temper straight. Wild Pegasus was still HER little boy. "A little sissy boy, maybe, but mine." She was wont to tell Wild Pegasus. "Come in, darling, Leena's precious voice floated out from behind the door, and Wild Pegasus came in, carrying his valuable package. "Sweet child, how are you, I've missed you this afternoon." Wild Pegasus's Leena turned to smile at him, and Wild Pegasus could see her golden locks tied into the stern bun at the back of her head, Leena's heavy breasts pushing through the thin dressing gown. Wild Pegasus's Bad Thing trembled in its cruel prison again. "Leena had to polish all her finger and toenails tonight without her baby boy's help, and that made your Leena so sad." Wild Pegasus hung his head in shame, but Leena was forgiving. This was good, because Leena often made the punishment fit the crime, and she might have put nail polish on Wild Pegasus's nails and then made him walk by the men playing stickball in the park...Leena could be nasty at times! "How is my little man." Wild Pegasus shuffled to his Leena in the tight navy short pants and high socks she made him wear around the house and his beloved Leena pulled him to her scented neck and gave him a deep hug, the embrace pulling his face into her considederable cleavage, and his eyes were dazzled seeing the high breasts up close. Oh, his Bad Thing was getting swollen, pushing against the metal of the evil case also known as a Chastity Tube. Leena felt that this kept Wild Pegasus from having impure thoughts and nasty wet dreams...but it was quite painful for poor Wild Pegasus, both at home, and when he was out among the pretty girls, secretaries in his office, college girls on the bus (For Leena would never let Wild Pegasus do anything so masculine as drive a car) Whenever the pretty girls flirted with Wild Pegasus, he would flinch in pain, because his Bad Thing would attempt, futilely, to expand against the nasty Chastity Tube...Once a girl had kissed Wild Pegasus on the cheek, and he had nearly keeled over! Wild Pegasus breathed deeply, but felt terribly guilty...he forgot himself and kissed Mommie's cleavage! Her breast was so soft to his lips. Wild Pegasus so wanted to touch his Bad Thing now.Mommie waited a moment or so while Wild Pegasus kissed her breast again and again. SLAP! Shame on you, you bad boy!!" Mommie took Wild Pegasus's scalp in her hand and pulled it away from her breasts. "You are a filthy, disgusting boy." Shame came over Wild Pegasus's face, and torrents of tears ran down his crimson face. "I-I'm sorry, Mommie." Mommie looked very disappointed, and her black eyes snapped as she stared at her perverted son. "What a bad boy you are! What a disappointment you would be to your late father." Wild Pegasus's lower lip trembled, but he forced his head up, and he tried hard not to look into Leena's chest any more. This was difficult, as Leena was toying with her diamond pendant, a present from Wild Pegasus for her birthday. Her long nails, which had tormented his Bad Thing earlier when she'd given him a bath were quite alluring against her full cleavage. "With your bad lustful attitude, I don't know how I can allow you to brush my hair." Leena said angrily. "I may just have to keep it in its bun tonight." Wild Pegasus's tears began falling freely again...this was their night! The one night when Leena took her hair out of its cruel bun, and he got to brush it. "But look, Leena, I had your brush re-furbished" Wild Pegasus said, pulling the Ivory Ladie's Hairbrush that she'd inherited from her own mother out. "I had the old bristles that were loose replaced with new nylon bristles. They stitched in fresh filaments, and the wooden insert that the brush was filled in was warped after all these years, and deteroirating, and the workman forged a new insert for your brush. Please, Leena, can I brush your hair, darling?" Finally Leena's stern look disappeared, and she smiled at her hopeful son. "I am so proud of my boy, what a nice thing to do for your grandmother's antique hairbrush." she said. "I'm going to give you your treat, tongiht, darling." With that, Leena pulled the comb out of the back of her hair, releasing the long golden tendrils around her shoulders. Bending over as she did it, Wild Pegasus got to see her lovely chest again, and he bent over to look more closely. Leena seemed not to notice Wild Pegasus's staring as she pulled the hair completely out of the bun. Wild Pegasus was absolutely obsessed with the twin images of Leena's hair, dropping on her shoulders like a golden waterfall, and the tumbling of her full breasts as she bent over. Had Wild Pegasus seen a flash of nipple? He wondered. Wild Pegasus was so mesmerized. But, all of a sudden, Leena looked up, and there was her boy again, staring into her chest. SLAP! Wild Pegasus's head bounced against his shoulders as Leena's long burgundy nails raked his face. "You are a filthy little pervert. What would your dear father say?" Leena said with gritted teeth. "I've a good mind to deny you your treat tonight." Despite the pain to Wild Pegasus's jaw, his Bad Thing was even harder, pushing against the little case as Wild Pegasus gasped. Leena had ordered him a very narrow little case, and it didn't permit swellings in Wild Pegasus's Bad Thing. "If you keep your mind on the Bible, and on heavenly things...and take a few cold showers a day, your Bad Thing won't hurt at all." Leena would say. But his Bad Thing was now making his entire hips tremble, and Wild Pegasus inadvertently touched himself. "So that's it!" Leena snarled. "It's your Bad Thing that's getting you into all this trouble." Suddenly Leena's tone softened. "But darling, if it hurts, here's the key, unlock it, and promise me you'll think of Godly things and not sick ones...remember, keep custody of your eyes, and don't focus them on things you shouldn't darling." Wild Pegasus was always puzzled by the way Leena's moods changed, but he was quite happy to run to the bathroom and take off the nasty cock tube that had been locked on him for some time, since the bath earlier. Leena had been thoroughly scrubbing Wild Pegasus, he'd been naked in the tub, even though he was a big boy now, and really should be washing himself, and Leena was wearing a tight sweater that made her resemble the actress Jane Russell. Leena had given Wild Pegasus's Bad Thing a thorough washing in the bath tub earlier, because it had gotten so filthy in the little tube...She'd gotten hot in the bathroom and had taken off her tight sweater, and Wild Pegasus had watched Leena's breasts jiggle and bounce in her frilly black brasseire as she'd scrubbed and soaped his swollen Bad Thing. At one point, Leena had made Wild Pegasus stand up in the tub so she could shave off the naughty hair that kept growing around Wild Pegasus's crotch. "But Leena..." Wild Pegasus kept protesting. "I'm a grown man now...I'm supposed to have hair down there." and Leena kept insisting in a sweet voice as her Gillette razor cut the little curlies "Darling, you are forever a little sissy-boy...and curly-man hair isn't right down there for you." Finally, when Wild Pegasus's crotch was bald, and Leena had powdered it a bit with some white stuff, and then rubbed it with Ben Gay, she'd put him back in the tub to scrub his Bad Thing even more, her little white fingers with their burgundy nails slurping about Wild Pegasus's long hard Bad Thing, and her nipples seemed to be stiffening in their frilly black bra as she worked. Leena finally complained that Wild Pegasus was splashing too much, and she removed her skirt as well, and then was just in her little black bra and panties, and still she rubbed and pulled Wild Pegasus's Bad Thing until it was about to have a messy squirtie, which Wild Pegasus knew would make Leena very angry. Suddenly, Leena had noticed Wild Pegasus's eyes and the impure thoughts behind them, and she'd taken Wild Pegasus out of the tub by his ear and had whipped him with her balsa wood Bath Brush as he bent over the commode, until Wild Pegasus had screamed and cried. Then Leena had made Wild Pegasus stand in the corner in the hallway, stark naked, to be laughed at by the upstairs maids. But now Wild Pegasus was in heaven, for Leena was letting Wild Pegasus brush her hair in long, hard strokes, like she'd taught him, getting all the kinks out of her precious blonde hair. Brush, brush brush..."I like calling this 'Playing Hairdresser' eh, Wild Pegasus?" Leena chuckled. "You're just like one of those gay-boy beauty salon types, darling." Wild Pegasus flushed, because he was a big business man downtown whenever he wasn't at home, tending to Leena... but he kept brushing."Would you like that, my son? To have a gay-boy hair dresser poke you in your bottom, Wild Pegasus." "No Leena" Wild Pegasus snapped. "I hope you're not sassing me, dear, just because Leena likes to joke with you." At some point, however, Leena felt a hard thing poking into her back. "What's that, Wild Pegasus? I feel something hard in your pants." Leena turned to look at the bulge in Wild Pegasus's little navy short pants. "Why Wild Pegasus..." Leena asked, shocked. "What's that nasty bulge in your short pants, dearie?" Wild Pegasus mumbled and looked at the ground. "Wild Pegasus" Leena said warningly, "You'd better make that nasty thing go away, or some little boy is going to be severely punished. Now you may begin brushing my hair with the Ivory Lady's hairbrush you had fixed." Now Wild Pegasus was in heaven, he began carefully brushing Leena's beautiful blonde hair in long, swift strokes, gently so he didn't tug any strands. Wild Pegasus knew how angry Leena could get if her hair was pulled! Wild Pegasus stroked Leena's soft hair with his fingers, and went on brushing it heavily, Leena making soft cooing sounds about her sissy-boy. "Most boys aren't as dedicated as this, Wild Pegasus...you know how to treat your Leena. As Wild Pegasus looked over Leena's shoulder, he saw the swell of her generous breasts again, and watched her long nails toy with the precious diamond locket she'd given him. Wild Pegasus brushed and brushed Leena's glorious hair, and Leena leaned back and touched Wild Pegasus's crotch with her elbow. Yes, it was harder than ever! "Wild Pegasus, you bad boy!" Leena scolded. "Leena told you what would happen if your Bad Thing got all hard and swollen when you were brushing Leena's hair. And I just felt it poking into my elbow. Getting that excited over your own Leena!" Leena looked very angry, and Wild Pegasus protested, "Leena, please don't be angry with me." Leena shook her head, and Wild Pegasus watched wistfully as the full blonde curls danced around her shoulders. . "Now give Leena the Ivory Handled Lady's Brush, and take down your little short pants... Leena must correct you now." Wild Pegasus was terrified. It was only an hour since his last whipping, after his Bad Thing had expanded in the bathroom. His heart racing, Wild Pegasus tried to talk Leena out of being angry. "Please oh, please don't punish me, Leena" he protested. "We are having such a good, nice evening here." Tears smarted in Wild Pegasus's eyes, and Leena smiled cruelly as she saw a couple streaking down his cheeks. "What a sissy boy you are, Wild Pegasus! How ashamed Leena is to have a big boy past the age of twenty-one who can't even control himself! A good beating will cure all that." Leena looked implacable, and took the Ivory Lady's Hairbrush away from Wild Pegasus. "Now take down your pants, Wild Pegasus, you bad sissy-boy." Leena said reprovingly. "I should invite the children in from the street, particularly the girls you like, to watch your chastisement, Wild Pegasus." Wild Pegasus's lower lip began trembling like it never had before, but he sighed deeply, seeing his Leena's scornful dark eyes, and slowly undid one pants-button. Leena snorted with scorn and pulled her reluctant son to her and ripped the short pants open, dragging them down, and then Wild Pegasus's underpants as well. Then Leena grabbed Wild Pegasus by the ear and threw him over her lap, exposing his bare bottom. "Leena regrets that she must punish her naughty boy." Wild Pegasus's Bad Thing was just as hard as it had been, pushing against Leena's knees, and hearing her voice from above his head, didn't seem to comfort him much at all. How horrible it was to have to lay across his mother's lap, a grown man, with his underpants and shorts down, like a child! "Are you ready, here it comes!" Oh please don't hit me Leena, Wild Pegasus thoughtl. Oh, I mustn't cry. WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK The Ivory Lady's Hairbrush felt like a tennis racket whacking Wild Pegasus's bare bottom again and again. Wild Pegasus tried hard not to make a noise but it was so difficult! After the thirtieth swat on his unprotected cheeks, Wild Pegasus began to weep. "Oh, please, Leena, please don't hit me anymore." Wild Pegasus wailed. "I won't get hard any more..my penis will be good." Leena screamed. "You filthy boy.! How dare you use that word for your Bad Thing in this house!" Leena pushed Wild Pegasus off her lap. "You're going to have to get a bigger brush now!" Wild Pegasus sighed and stood up, his pants clogged around his ankles. "Go get me the Travel Size rectangular cherrywood clothes brush." Leena ordered. "Usually, I would just whip you with the tortoiseshell hairbrush, which is bigger than the Lady's Ivory, but you've been such a filthy boy. And look at that disgusting Bad Thing!" Wild Pegasus's Bad Thing was poking out and wobbling as Wild Pegasus went to get the large Cherrywood Clothes Brush. Once he had returned with the two foot brush, Leena stood up and pointed a dark red nail at the bed. "Bend over that bed, Sir." Wild Pegasus, in defeat, bent over the bed. It was almost too much for Wild Pegasus, he squirmed as he thought of it, a grown man, baring his bottom for his Leena. "How ashamed WHACK you should WHACK be, my pitiful WHACK child. "Leena screamed, flailing the brush, as if she could read his thoughts "The day is not over, and you have had several bare bottom chastisements...and you a grown man. What would your secretary at the office think?" Wild Pegasus's cheeks burned at the thought of Miss Nillson, his bored-looking secretary, with her long legs and the pert breasts pushing out her little blue sweater, knowing how his Leena chastised him for little matters. Miss Nillson knew that Wild Pegasus was a submissive little thing, and not long after he'd hired her, Miss Nillson had Wild Pegasus running out to get her coffee and lunch, and more than once he'd been forced to polish her high heels when she'd been getting ready for a breakfast meeting. He was always worried that Leena would come to the office and take his pants and undies down right in front of Miss Nillson and spank his naughty bottom...the secretary would probably toss her red hair and assist! Already, she called him "Wild Pegasus" while he called her "Miss Nillson" still. Sometimes Wild Pegasus would stare at her little blue and pink sweaters, the way Miss Nillson breathed in and out, and when he'd get home, Leena would notice the chastity tube was unusually contorted, and then would come an even more vicious whipping. For Leena didn't want her Wild Pegasus getting any bad ideas! Already Miss Nillson had learned that she could fuss at Wild Pegasus if he brought her too much dictation, and slap his face when he botched up the files. Just lightly, of course. Leena would often call and have long talks with Miss Nillson, and Wild Pegasus didn't know what they were about, except that Miss Nillson would giggle as she looked over at her blushing boss. It was quite odd that her employer would have to go home for lunch every day and often when he came back he was holding his bottom! Now Leena's clothes brush landed again and again across Wild Pegasus's rear, and it felt as if she'd pressed it with an iron. WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK "Everyone thinks Wild Pegasus is such a good boy to live with his widowed Leena, and support her...what would they think if they knew, Wild Pegasus, WHACK that I haveWHACK WHACK to diaper you for bedwetting, spank your nasty bottom all the time, and punish you for not eating your beets? You are lucky I didn't make you eat soap for using the nasty word "Penis" I'm just giving you a little spanking now." It wasn't nearly as bad as when Leena had Wild Pegasus memorizing his Bible verses...he would miss just one and she would bring out the dreaded twelve inch long five inch thick Oak Paddle, the one with the holes and give him five swipes for every word missed...and there were so many of them! Leena's aim was incredible, Wild Pegasus thought. She knew just where the most vulnerable parts of Wild Pegasus's bottom were, and she could find them with deadly accuracy. She knew that the tender part just under Wild Pegasus's buttocks were of especial sensitivity, and oooh, could she land the clothes brush there with a nasty, vicious slam. "I punish you just like I did your Daddy" Leena would tell Wild Pegasus, and he never quite knew what that meant! Oh, how it hurt. WHACK WHACK Leena's clothes brush was vicious and repeating, and Wild Pegasus bit into the bedspread to keep from screaming. "Why can't you learn WHACK WHACK WHACK to be a WHACK WHACK WHACK big grown boy WHACK WHACK so Leena could let you WHACK WHACK WHACK stay up after eight o'clock at night, and date women and have a normal life...are you crying, darling...is my Wimpie crying?" Wild Pegasus tried hard to keep biting into the bedspread. He knew that Leena didn't want him to be a wimpie boy, and if Wild Pegasus made too many noises during his beating, he knew from bitter experience that M ummie would make him wear a little girl's ballerina frilly dress and Mary Janes and eyeshadow and hblush and have him walk down the street while the other little boys laughed at him...this had always been a good punishment, and had effectively kept him from making friends that would keep him apart from his Leena. This was why Wild Pegasus had to be home from the office at a certain time, and sign in on the chart that Leena kept in the kitchen. He'd tried being late once or twice to have a drink with the boys or stop to pet a dog, and Leena had taken him right out in the back yard and made him scream, her cruel switch landing again and again on his bright red buttocks. Oh, how hard it was to please his Leena! Wild Pegasus also had to register every time he had a bowel movement, and Leena would give him enemas accordingly. She wanted her little boy to be "regular" Finally Wild Pegasus's mouth let go of the spread as a particulalrly nasty slam from the clothes brush hit the tender spot just under his thigh. "Ah, now the birds begin to sing" Leena said brightlly, as she continued Wild Pegasus's eternal flagellation.As Wild Pegasus continued to howl, Leena said calmly, "Scream WHACK WHACK all you like WHACK darling...I knew you would start up...but these WHACK WHACK wails of little-girl anguish WHACK WHACK won't affect WHACK Leena, she needs WHACK WHACK to encourage her WHACK WHACK cherub to stop WHACK WHACK his nasty behavior. WHACK This hurts me WHACK more than it hurts you, my dear." But Wild Pegasus could hear the excitement in Leena's voice as the brush fell again and again on his scorched bare buttocks. He knew that Leena was having quite the good time. At one point, Wild Pegasus's Bad Thing fell between his jouncing legs, and Leena eagerly whacked that with the brush end, and Wild Pegasus screamed loudly, and he could hear Leena snorting Poor Wild Pegasus also knew that Leena could be even stricter, she had to be with her recalcitrant boy. She might decide to whip his Bad Thing excessively. Leena would tie her naked boy spread eagled onto the bed, on his back and get a thorn branch from outside and thrash Wild Pegasus's Bad Thing til he screamed, the thorns sticking in various parts of his savaged penis. Leena had done it when she'd found one of Wild Pegasus's nasty girlie books, or if she'd seen one of his handkerchiefs with evil white Bad Thing spillage stains. As Leena would thrash the Bad Thing's tip again and again, she'd say "Your Bad Thing needs to be kept under control, and what better control than a little pain, darling?" Finally Wild Pegasus had gotten the chastity tube locked by Leena..and he had to wear it wherever he went, except during the times Leena was bathing him, or cleaning his Bad Thing with baby oil, her long fingers with their burgundy nails slurping and slipping all over his tortured Bad Thing, as the veins bulged in it with Leena massaging it, giving him warning glances. "You are supposed to use this Bad Thing for pee-pee only, just big boys can have adventures with it, dear." And Wild Pegasus would cry in frustration! But Leena knew that Wild Pegasus loved to rub his Bad Thing, and Leena was determined to break her Wild Pegasus of the evil habit...only she was allowed to rub the Bad Thing, and just of course to make sure it was clean and working right. She would bend over working away with the baby oil until Wild Pegasus was panting and gasping, trying to hold off having an accident, to keep from shooting the evil white stuff, though it was so difficult with Mommie's blouses with their plunging necklines bending over poor Wild Pegasus. Once, when Wild Pegasus had made a bad little mess, Leena had hit it with a small rock-hammer, and another time with a razor strop. And the punishments were awesome when Wild Pegasus had a nocturnal emission, or a wet dream during the night. And Leena made sure that Wild Pegasus wasn't trying to get with girls...if she caught him talking with a saleslady when they were shopping, she'd come over and say something like "I see my little boy is bothering you, yes he looks all grown up,but if I were to take you into the dressing room, you'd see he was wearing little pink panties under that manly suit" and then Wild Pegasus would begin crying, big thick tears coming down his cheeks right in front of the amused saleslady. But Leena knew to encourage Wild Pegasus away from bothering ladies he just didn't qualify for. WHACK WHACK WHACK The cruel clothes-brush brought Wild Pegasus back to the present, leaning as he was across the bed, getting Leena's awful w hipping. On the fiftieth whack Wild Pegasus felt a blister opened by the brush, and he began screaming with abandon, and Leena's laugh was raucous as she lifted and landed the clothes brush and slammed it against his buttocks again and again. "Did I break the little boy's blister?"first was the tender voice and then savagely "You deserve it, you little bastard. How dare you get these impudent thoughts about your Leena. I should hire a grown man to come whip your nasty bottom." Wild Pegasus was terrified at this,but his Bad Thing got even bigger at the thought of a man coming over to give him chastisement. Finally, as Wild Pegasus was completely collapsed on the bed, his buttocks a map of welts and weals, and the one blister bleeding down his legs into his short pants, Mommie stopped. "Do you want to have another chance to brush my hair, you bad boy?" Wild Pegasus got quite excited. Oh, that hair! "Yes Leena...I won't misbehave again." Wild Pegasus pulled up his pants, whimpering, and picked up the Lady's Ivory Hairbrush and began brushing his Leena's hair in long, firm strokes. His bottom felt as if it had been blown apart with buckshot, but Leena was calm now, and he had the privilege of running the brush across her glorious blonde locks. Wild Pegasus hoped and prayed that his Bad Thing wouldn't lose control this time, though he had serious doubts. Suddenly Leena stopped Wild Pegasus. "I have to take off my robe, darling." she said gently. "It's much too warm in here." Wild Pegasus gasped. "But Leena, what about my pen-my Bad Thing? Aren't you worried--" Leena smiled grimly at Wild Pegasus as she removed her robe. "No it's Wild Pegasus that will have to be worried if he gets excited. I'm your Leena, and there is no call for perverted thoughts." Leena dropped her robe, revealing a peach colored demibra holding up her gigantic bosom. "And just so you won't try to hide your Bad Thing from me, take off your clothes, you evil boy!" Wild Pegasus took off all of his clothes, reluctantly, willing his mind not to think of his Leena's beauty especially her fantastic breasts. Leena didn't help, as she toyed with her brasseire, running her fingers over the nipples poking through the bra tips as Wild Pegasus removed his shorts. Wild Pegasus tried hard to think of baseball and the upcoming election...trash in the back yard..anything to take his mind off his beautiful Leena's round honeys. But instantly, of course Wild Pegasus became mesmerized by his Leena's spectacular bosom.The full vanilla breasts, stuffed as they were in the little demibra seemed to hypnotize him. "Well?" Leena asked impatiently. "Aren't you going to brush my hair?" Wild Pegasus gulped. "Yes Leena, of course!" Wild Pegasus began brushing his Leena's hair with a lot of enthusiasm. "I hope I don't have to use the cane on you, darling" Leena said, as Wild Pegasus brushed her hair, hoping against hope that his Bad Thing wouldn't touch her back. "I love canes, though sweetheart. The one I would use on you–" "You don't have to, Leena, I'll be a good boy." Leena clucked her tongue. "Don't interrupt, sweetheart. The one I'd use on you is the three foot six rattan, not the light and whippy one, but the one I call the Headmaster's cane, you know it of course." Wild Pegasus shuddered, thinking of the Headmaster's cane. which Leena also called the "judicial" cane. "I could use one of those bendable canes, sweetheart, but they're so light, and the last one broke on your bottom, and one might bend around your adorable cheeks and make a damaging point, my dear." Wild Pegasus shuddered. "That's why I like the Headmaster's judicial cane, which is used to punish prisoners in Singapore and other countries...it will make you think, so you won't be focused so much on your own pleasure, darling." Wild Pegasus remembered the last time the Judicial Cane had been hefted across his tender bottom, and how he'd screamed for hours, until Leena had had to tie a duster in his mouth to finish the whipping without the neighbors being alerted. "Then there's the birch...might that take your mind off that Bad Thing for a while?" Wild Pegasus's lower lip began to tremble. "Please, Leena, I'm trying to be a good–" Leena laughed. "Enough of that, darling...we know how good you are." Wild Pegasus thought of the horrible birch and how the bound branches had felt the last time Leena had thrashed his bottom with them. He'd had to be tied down and his pants dropped to his knees before Leena was able to swing even once, and he'd nearly ripped the ropes off the bed before the third lash. I've gathered a nice set of twigs and bound them, true it did draw a good deal of blood from your naughty bottom the last time we used it, we soaked the tips in brine...but you're such a squealy boy! But I imagine you might stop thinking about your Bad Thing if the birch was used right where it needs to be." "But even the Birch hasn't seemed to calm your Bad Thing down. It's such a pity. I think the only other alternative is my Scottish Tawse." Leena said thoughtfully, as Wild Pegasus's hairbrush ran over her blonde bangs. "I bought a new one, you know. It's twenty inches long and about two inches wide, and has five leather tails! Might that get your goat, my sweet boy? You must, MUST learn darling, that your Bad Thing is not for use in any way other than urination." Wild Pegasus felt his Bad Thing expanding again, and he backed away slightly from his Leena's back, so she might not feel it again, poking her back and elbow. It would help if Wild Pegasus didn't look over his shoulder into Leena's cleavage while he brushed her glorious hair,but he was only human. And Leena had poured a few drops of Cologne in there! It was making Wild Pegasus crazy! His Bad Thing seemed to be expanding! No! No! It can't...not now. Wild Pegasus tried to think of something disgusting. Cigarette filled ashtrays....no, that only made him remember when his Leena put out a Winston on his squirming Bad Thing once...and it turned Wild Pegasus on! "Darling, would you squirt a bit of Lubriderm onto my chest, please?" Wild Pegasus obeyed, and then Leena shifted so her breasts were up a bit. "Now rub it in just a little darling." Wild Pegasus rubbed Leena's breasts..Oh, he was in heaven! They were so soft, the nipples pointing out, and oh, what pleasure it was! "That's enough!" Leena slapped Wild Pegasus's hand as he reached her bra-covered nipple. "Get back to your hair brushing, you little sex fiend." Wild Pegasus breathed deeply and continued brushing Leena's hair while Leena tantalizingly rubbed oil into her own breasts. Leena squeezed and massaged the oil into her beautiful breasts as Wild Pegasus looked over her shoulder, combing her long tendrils again and again. "They're sore, Wild Pegasus. It's one of those things that happens to a girl, even of my age, it's a shame. Leena rubbed them some more, and Wild Pegasus unconsciously began rubbing his Bad Thing against Leena's back, hypnotized as he was with watching his Leena rub and squeeze her full breasts. "What's that I feel?" Leena asked all of a sudden, and she turned around, and there was Wild Pegasus's Bad Thing full and expanded, a long pink hotdog, it was. "Oh, Wild Pegasus" Leena said sadly as she looked at his precum soaked Bad Thing. "What can I do to keep your mind pure?" Wild Pegasus's eyes were fixed on Leena's full breasts now, as she'd turned her entire body around. "Now I must punish you again, Wild Pegasus—" Wild Pegasus sighed, and burst into tears. It would be a long evening.

::Get's whsky sour and some rocks:: I still got it! ::Gets some Jager:: Man, that'll make anybody drink. Good shit. So, anybody else want a drink?

Carnival sat at the bar nursing his glass of scotch, rubbing his forehead softly. He couldn't believe what had just happened in the previous hour. Carnival had just walked in on his girlfriend and another guy upon coming home from work early. He walked through the front door of their apartment and saw into their bedroom; he saw her nude back with large male hands on her ass. She didn't hear him come in or leave, he didn't care to make a scene. Rather, he just headed straight here and he was now on his third double of scotch. That was when another man sat at the stool next to him. Carnival noticed him right away. He was a fairly attractive man, with the whole aryan thing going. He was also fairly well dressed with a black suit, pants, and tie with a dark red shirt. Carnival looked back up to his face and noticed Carnival noticing him. Carnival blushed and looked down. "Uh,.. hi," the man offered. Carnival laughed. "Sorry," he said, "I like the suit." The man laughed back. "First time I've heard that," he smiled. He extended his hand. "Banky," he introduced himself. Carnival shook it heartily. "I'm Carnival," he told him. Banky grinned as he looked Carnival up and down. Carnival had a noticable lisp. He had thick lips, a Roman looking nose, and deep brown eyes. Since Banky was gay, alarms were going off in his head. Carnival began to feel uncomfortable, feeling his eyes roving up and down him. "So, uh," Carnival began, "What are you drinking?" Banky narrowed his eyes. "Good question," he said. "I think I'll have some Stolichnaya." Carnival started to tremble a bit. He'd never thought about a man before the way he was now. There was just something about Banky that aroused him and frightened him at the same time. The bartender handed Banky his drink as Carnival lit up a cigarette. He extended the pack to Banky. "You smoke?" Banky nodded as he pulled one out and lit it. With that Carnival finished his drink and turned to face Banky. "So, what brings you here?" Banky sighed. "I was bored," he said, kind of chuckling. "How about you?" "Relationship woes." Banky nodded. Throughout that hour the two went through the whole pack and about three more drinks each. By this time Carnival and Banky were pretty hammered. The last thing they were talking about was how cats were superior to dogs when Banky boldly placed his hand on Carnival's thigh. Carnival was so drunk he didn't find it much of an issue until Banky moved it up to his crotch. "What are you doing?" Carnival asked, slurring his speech slightly. Banky squeezed on the outline of Carnival's limp penis. "Come on," he whispered. "You've never thought about it?" Carnival hadn't until about half an hour ago. Banky had removed his jacket and he could see rather muscular arms inside the shirt's sleeves. Carnival said nothing. "Come on, man, what do you say we go to my car?" Carnival thought about it. In his somewhat drunken state of mind, it actually did sound like a new idea. A human being attracted him. Carnival had always prided himself in being open to new things.. he ordered one more shot, downed it, and said the hell with it. "Sure," he said, nearly falling off of his stool. "What have we got to lose?" Banky smiled as he slapped money down on the table and led Carnival outside to the back. Carnival stumbled about beside Banky until he was slammed against the wall and felt Banky's lips press against his. He felt the rough stubble against his own and found himself strangely aroused. Carnival reached around and grabbed Banky's somewhat feminine ass, to which Banky gave a little jump. Banky dropped to his knees and unzipped Carnival's pants. Pulling out his hardening member, he looked up at Carnival as if to ask for permission. Carnival nodded in a manner similar to the way a dog greets his owner and Banky took him into his mouth. Immediately Carnival knew that this was the best head hed ever gotten. Banky swirled his tongue around, up and down Carnival's shaft. His eyes rolled to the back of his head as Banky started sucking around the base and massaging his balls. Carnival grabbed his hair and started bucking into Banky's mouth when he finally began to spurt into his mouth. The orgasm wracked Carnival; he'd never felt anything like it. If this was what he'd been missing in his heterosexual plight, he decided to cast it aside. Once he finished, Banky licked him clean and rose to his feet. Carnival was a bit short of breath. "I don't know what it is," he started breathily, "but I want to feel you in my ass." Banky smiled and turned Carnival around. "It's going to hurt at first," Banky whispered into his ear, "but after a while it gets soo good." Carnival felt his pants falling down to his knees and Banky's warm hands at his hips. He shivered as he felt his boxers being pulled down slowly and the tip of Banky's penis at his rectum. Slowly, Banky's cock entered Carnival's asshole. Carnival felt as though he was being split apart at the rear, and he barely suppressed a scream. Once Banky was fully inside, Carnival let out short breaths in quick repititions, as though he was in a lamaze class. "Oooh, you're so tight," Banky muttered. "It'll get better, I promise." Banky slid out and back in a couple more times before Carnival felt the pain subside and an indescribable feeling welling up in his loins. He began getting erect while Banky pounded into him from behind, and he reached down and started jerking himself off. Banky planted a soft kiss on the back of Carnival's neck and pulled his hair as he came inside his ass. "Oh, fuck.." Carnival felt it and it pushed him over the edge as well. His cum splashed into the brick wall against which he was pressed and felt an orgasm more powerful than any he'd had before take over him. As Banky backed away and placed his dick back in his pants, Carnival remained in his same position, still shaking from it, unable to even think. Slowly, he pulled his pants up an turned around, but Banky was nowhere to be seen. He looked up and down the alley, but he was gone. Carnival was not upset, though. He'd just been turned on to something new, something he'd never thought he'd find himself doing. Taking a deep breath, Carnival walked out to the front of the bar. He needed some cigarettes, and for the first time, he needed a man.

That was my favourite line.

Who else? The lack of female posters leads to sausage-fest territory.

The monkey butler post was the funniest of the year.

Matt Young stole peoples breasts and Murmuring Beast fell off the wagon. What you having?

Yes, Malibu. I do.

Incandenza was trembling as he walked through the women's section of the large department store. There were very few people in the store this morning, yet he was certain that each of them was watching him. Seeing his wife should have calmed him but it didn't. "See, Incandenza, I told you the floor would be empty this morning. Come back to the fitting rooms, I think I've got some great outfits for you to look at." "Jesus Canadian Chick, I don't know if this is really going to work. Maybe we should forget it." Incandenza replied. "Oh no, you're not going to chicken out on me now." Canadian Chick grabbed his arm and pulled him through the curtain, then into a small cubicle. "You said you wanted to do it and I think it's a turn-on. Anyway, you'll never know if you like it until you actually try it. And what better time than Halloween?" The 'it' in question was something that had haunted Incandenza since he was a teenager, maybe even before that. The 'it' was his fascination with women's clothing - no, not a fascination, a desire to dress in women's clothing. It was more than just dressing the part; he knew down deep, that he wanted to experience being a woman. "Now strip while I go get your new wardrobe". At this point it seemed that Canadian Chick was more excited about this adventure than Incandenza. As the cubicle door swung closed, Incandenza stripped to his nylon bikini shorts. He watched himself in the mirror as each piece of clothing was removed. Then, almost naked, he examined himself more closely, trying to imagine how he would look in... Shit, he had a hard time even thinking of the word... 'drag'. Still, he did think he had a nice body, for a man or a woman. His five foot eight inch frame was lean and firm. He had continued to swim and run marathons, the sports that had gotten him small scholarships in college. His rich brown eyes made a nice contrast to his fair Nordic skin and collar length blond hair. His nose was very straight; it almost seemed to be a pointer to his lips that were slightly large and full in appearance. He shrugged his shoulders, flexed his muscles slightly, and noticed his nipples move as he did so. He absent-mindedly pinched one and brought it to erection. His nipples were almost as large as Canadian Chick's were and very sensitive. His bikini shorts were snug and he could clearly see the outline of his cock and balls. Turning to view his profile, he decided that he had a nice ass atop his well-shaped legs. Canadian Chick was suddenly back with an armload of clothing. "Preening?" she said. "Here, start with these panty hose, but don't get attached to them. I think some nice patterned nylons will look better. Incandenza opened the package and removed the pantyhose, pausing to feel the texture. Canadian Chick watched and smiled. As Incandenza slipped on the stockings he saw the look in Canadian Chick's eyes. That same look when she had caught him trying on her pantyhose a few weeks before. He had been embarrassed and ashamed when she walked in, fully expecting her to be furious. Instead she had a devilish look in her eye and a clearly mischievous grin on her face. Incandenza had known early in their relationship that Canadian Chick enjoyed some unusual sexual activities. In fact, when he met her, he thought she was gay. Thus it was no real surprise when she was the one to suggest that he dress for Halloween. Canadian Chick knelt in front of Incandenza and smoothed the stockings from ankle to thigh. The feel of her hands sliding over the nylon on his legs, the press of the panty top against his cock caused his cock to swell. Canadian Chick looked at the sharp outline of the hard cock bulging against the thin shorts and sheer pantyhose. She could clearly see the balls separated by the seam of the stockings, the shaft pressed to the side, the flair of the cock head. She pressed her face to the knob and kissed it lightly. "Well sweetheart, I see we're going to have a problem hiding this little monster" she laughed. Not that Incandenza had a monster. On the contrary it was probably slightly small, but in Canadian Chick's view was perfectly shaped. The shaft was very straight with a prominent blue vein down the side. Canadian Chick loved feeling this vein bulge and pulse as her tongue caressed it. The shaft was crowned with a large head that looked like some kind of helmet. What Canadian Chick enjoyed most was the fact that this cock would get extremely hard. When Incandenza got aroused his cock truly felt like a bone wrapped in warm skin. "Canadian Chick, I don't think we should do anything here. Let me just try on the clothes before anyone comes in." Incandenza knew that his wife loved sex just about every way except in the bedroom with the lights off. Despite his hard cock he didn't want to be fucking in the women's fitting room of the biggest store in town. Canadian Chick rubbed her cheek against the solid bulge. "But sweetheart, you can't try on clothes with this big cock sticking out. It'll ruin the line." She was hooking her fingers into his briefs, pulling down the panty hose and briefs together. In a second his cock sprung free of the confinement. Canadian Chick talked to the cock swaying in front of her nose. "Oh poor baby, you're so pale and white. Hasn't daddy let you play out in the sun? Let mommy kiss that pretty pink head of yours." She grabbed the shaft, brought it to her lips and began kissing the end. She held the tip to her lips and french kissed it several times, licking the point of her tongue into the hole. She soon was rewarded with drops of precum oozing out to meet her tongue. She tightened her grip on the bone; watched the head turn a darker shade as she squeezed the blood engorged shaft. The blue vein swelled and she licked it then sucked the cock into her mouth. Incandenza groaned and gave up to the pleasure. He held her head and began pumping his cock into her mouth as she expertly sucked and tongued the shaft. Her hand worked the shaft back and forth, jacking him off into her mouth. She reached down, pushed her hand beneath her waistband and began finger fucking herself in time to the cock fucking her mouth. Incandenza could hear voices in the distance but it was too late to stop. He felt his juices begin to boil. He moaned and fucked her face harder. Canadian Chick let her tongue work its magic and quickly brought Incandenza to a climax. She felt his cock pulse in her hand; she sucked and drank as the cum spurt into her mouth. She rubbed her own clit rapidly, achieving a small orgasm for herself. "Now, don't you feel better?" she said as she stuffed his now limp cock back into his briefs, then pulled them up along with the pantyhose. Canadian Chick stood, retrieved a lacy black bra, which she slipped onto him. Incandenza shivered with excitement as she snapped the bra in place. The bra had padding in the cups and he could feel the structure of the bra pushing against his pectorals. "I was thinking of going for bigger boobs," he said, as he looked down at the small cups. "Oh shit, you guys and your tit mania! Look, big tits will look really fake on you. Look in the mirror, this thing actually gives you a little bit of cleavage." Incandenza turned to the mirror and leaned forward slightly, amazed at how sexy he felt in bra and panty hose. Marveling that indeed this bra managed to push his chest enough to give a hint of rounded flesh. "Here you go, baby, you're going to like this." Canadian Chick pulled a black sheath from behind some other dresses. "Slip this on." Incandenza wiggled into the dress, feeling it cling to his body. He felt as if he was wrapped in black SaranWrap. The dress fit perfectly. It had a long slit up one side; no sleeves, a high neck and a heart shaped opening in the bodice. The point of the heart accentuated the newly formed little tits that the bra forced up. "Here. Step into these shoes." Canadian Chick slid a pair of low heeled, black, open shoes onto his feet. "Move around a little bit now. Let's see how this is going to work." Incandenza stepped haltingly back and forth in front of the mirror. Wobbling on the low heels, he looked rather ungainly yet he was clearly going to be striking in this outfit. He moved his leg and watched as the slit on the dress opened to reveal skin almost to his ass. "Goddam baby. You do have a pair of legs! Let's see how that ass looks." Canadian Chick turned him to view a profile. His ass bulged out seductively; his chest had a nice curve as if he really had firm small breasts. His cock was again throbbing and pushed out at the material! "Oh shit, sweetheart. We just have to do something about that cock of yours. We'll have to try some tummy tuck panties, maybe the elastic will be enough to contain you." All in all, even without makeup, Incandenza had become a very sexy looking girl. He could hardly contain his excitement. "Let's try on a couple of these other dresses, but I think that one is going to be the best", Canadian Chick said. Reluctantly, he removed the dress and tried on the others that she had brought him. However, nothing could top the sheath with the slit up the side. In the days that followed, Incandenza practiced walking in his new heels. He insisted on wearing his new outfit every night, to the point that Canadian Chick had to stop him lest he wear it out before the big night. She taught him how to sit, how to walk. She tried to teach him how to dance. This turned out to be the second most difficult part of the transition. They made some progress but decided not to worry about it. They would be together and would only be dancing with each other so they figured no one would notice who was leading whom. Even more difficult was Incandenza's voice. Unfortunately, although his body was not large, his voice was very deep. They decided that Canadian Chick would do all the talking whenever possible. Incandenza would limit himself to one word answers or better, just utter 'uh huh', 'ummm', etc. Finally, Saturday arrived. Incandenza was so nervous he couldn't shave himself. Canadian Chick carefully shaved his face, then his legs and arms and underarms. She helped him dress, and then draped a towel around him as she applied the final touches of makeup. When she was finished, they both agreed that he was now a very attractive she. Canadian Chick would be the husband tonight. She dressed quickly and didn't worry too much about it. Although she had been to a few lesbian affairs where she dressed as the man, she didn't get excited about it. Even so, her athletic body allowed her to be a very passable male. As they were about to leave, they paused for one final look in the mirror. They looked like any couple dressed to go to dinner or dancing except that Canadian Chick wore a black eye mask and Incandenza wore a rhinestone crown on his head. Beyond that, the only thing that looked unusual about them was the fact that 'Bobbie' was a few inches taller than Canadian Chick. When they pulled up to the valet parking at the hotel, Incandenza started to open the door. Canadian Chick caught his arm. "Wait, honey, let the boy open it." Just then a grinning teenage boy opened the car door. As Incandenza swung his legs around to get out, the slit in the dress opened to reveal his complete leg. He heard the sudden gasp of the boy as the teenager helped him exit the car. Incandenza's heart jumped. He looked at the boy's face and saw the horny young eyes staring at the body in the black dress. Canadian Chick came around. "C'mon sweetheart. Let's not get the boy's hopes up", she laughed. Incandenza was thrilled, that kid was actually looking at him and seeing a woman. They made their way into the ballroom, which was nearly filled. The range of costumes was phenomenal, some obviously rented for the occasion; others looked as if the wearer had prepared for months for this evening. All of the tables anywhere near the dance floor were occupied. Canadian Chick spotted some empty tables in a distant corner and directed Incandenza to one of them. They were both getting into the role reversals and Incandenza allowed Canadian Chick to pull a chair out for him. As they walked across the floor, Incandenza pulled his shoulders back and pushed his small boobs forward. He was rewarded with a few glances from men in the area. Canadian Chick ordered whiskey sours for both of them. She flirted with the waitress who didn't seem very interested, or maybe realized Canadian Chick was female in drag. Incandenza drank his drink rather quickly and Canadian Chick ordered another. "Slow down sweetheart. We're going to be here for a few hours. I don't want you to get sloppy drunk and run off with some guy," she laughed. They chatted, watched the crowd and finished the second drink. "Ok, before you start your third drink, I think we should dance", she said. "Not yet. I don't think I can do it here in public." "C'mon. I'll lead, you just follow. Nobody's going to see you if you just sit here in the corner" she coaxed. That was the magic word. Yes he wanted to be seen. He wanted to flaunt his new persona, see heads turn to look at him. The music was loud and fast. Incandenza started cautiously but was soon dancing as seductively as he knew how. The dance floor was crowded and perhaps not as many men were looking at him as he imagined. Still he was certain that many of the errant bumps against his ass were not errant at all. He felt an occasional hand grab his well-shaped ass. The band worked its way through several fast tunes with an occasional slow piece inserted to give them a rest. The band took a break; Incandenza looked at his watch. "Geez, almost 11. This is hot, I know some guy grabbed my ass", he said as they dropped into their chairs. Canadian Chick ordered another round of drinks. The band returned, the music started. Just as Canadian Chick was about to take Incandenza out on the floor again, a man approached the table. "Excuse me, would you mind if I danced with your wife?" "No, go right..." Incandenza began, only to be quickly silenced by Canadian Chick as she said, "I think she'd love another partner." Incandenza froze. The man extended a hand, "Thank you, you do look fabulous tonight." Incandenza hesitated. "Go ahead Bobbie, I'll just sit and watch," Canadian Chick said as she nudged Incandenza under the table. "She's a little shy, self conscious about dancing with strangers," laughed Canadian Chick. Incandenza looked at the man dressed in a Spiderman costume. He appeared to be about 40 or 50, maybe six feet tall and slightly heavy. Probably once was athletic but obviously did not exercise. Incandenza allowed his hand to be grasped by the stranger. Canadian Chick and Incandenza both noticed the man looking at Incandenza's leg exposed by the slit in the dress. "My names CWM. And you're Bobbie?" "Uh huh." "Is that short for Barbara?" "Uh huh." At last they were on the dance floor. At least it was a fast dance so Incandenza didn't have to worry about following. Also, the loud music and distance between them negated CWM's attempts at conversation. As the song progressed, Incandenza again began enjoying shaking his body. He found it very arousing knowing this man was watching every move he made. He felt the man's hand glide across his body whenever they were close. The music stopped, Incandenza turned towards Canadian Chick at the table. "How about one more? My wife's gone off with a friend and I really feel like dancing", CWM said as he grabbed Incandenza's hand. Incandenza saw Canadian Chick staring across the floor at him; she was grinning wildly. "Well, Bobbie? Just one more? It doesn't look like your husband will care." The music started. Incandenza turned and smiled at CWM, "OK". Another fast dance and Incandenza was now at his sexiest to date. He saw CWM's eyes savor the views of his leg as he thrust it out through the slit in the dress. He noticed that CWM frequently looked at the heart shaped opening, trying to see past the material to what Incandenza wished were real tits. The music ended, CWM grabbed Incandenza in a final spin, holding him close for a few seconds. Then CWM took Incandenza's hand and walked him back to Canadian Chick. "That's one hot number. I want to thank you for making my evening. In fact, would you let me buy you two a drink?" "Sounds like a good idea" Canadian Chick replied as she pulled a chair around for CWM. She placed the chair so that Incandenza was between them. "You folks staying at the hotel?" asked CWM. "No, we live here in town." replied Canadian Chick. "Oh, we do to. This is our third year coming to this and we decided that it would be fun to get a room. That way we don't face driving home plastered." CWM laughed. "My wife met a friend and deserted me just when I was getting warmed up for some dancing. That's why I asked you," he said looking at Incandenza, "that and the fact that I saw you on the floor." "Oh," Incandenza smiled. As the music played, CWM bought a couple of rounds of drinks. He carried most of the conversation. Incandenza managed a few "uh huh's". Finally CWM asked Incandenza to dance, again a nice fast dance. Incandenza, feeling the glow of his whiskey sours, didn't hesitate this time. Canadian Chick didn't have to coax him; he was up quickly holding CWM's hand. When the dance ended, CWM held Incandenza's hand. "Another?" "OK," Incandenza whispered. The music started. It was a slow dance. Incandenza felt CWM wrap his arm around him. Without thinking about it, Incandenza was dancing. As the dance progressed, CWM pulled Incandenza against him. Incandenza became aware that CWM had a rather substantial hard on. He could feel CWM pressing his cock into him. He felt CWM's hand begin to rub his ass, soft firm squeezes, pulling Incandenza into the hard meat. Incandenza's cock responded, it grew stiff and hard, pressing against the tummy tuck panties, pushing out against the panty hose, making a bulge in the black sheath dress. He was sure that CWM could feel his hard cock just as he felt CWM's. "Umm, Bobbie. That feels real good. You are very good. How long have you been doing this?" "Huh?" Incandenza worried. "Dressing. How long have you been dressing?" "Uh uh, uhno," Incandenza mumbled. His cock melted as he realized that this man knew. CWM placed both hands on Incandenza's ass, pulled firmly and ground his cock into Incandenza. "You're the hottest I've seen. You can talk to me. Tell me, how long?" "First time." Incandenza mumbled, unsure what to do. "Un-fucking believable. This really is just your Halloween costume? I don't believe it, you're too good and too into it for this to be just for Halloween." "Really, this is the first time. I, uh..uh.." Incandenza was nervous. He still felt CWM's hard cock pressing into him, still swayed to the music allowing CWM to grind the hard meat against him, was still enjoying the firm hands on his ass. "Maybe, but you like it. I can feel it. You like showing off your legs, fantastic legs! You like having me look down your dress, checking out your tits. You feel my cock don't you? Feel it hard. I could feel you get hard to. I feel it getting hard again, right now," and CWM pressed his cock into Incandenza. "Yeah, I do, I like it," Incandenza said, realizing that he was doing something he had always wanted to do. The music stopped. The two returned to the table. Canadian Chick had been watching. She could tell that CWM had figured out Bobbie was Incandenza. What she wondered was how Incandenza was going to react. "This thing's almost over. Would you two like to come up to my room for a nightcap? My wife won't be back for hours." "What do you think Bobbie? Sounds like a good idea to me," Canadian Chick said. "Ahh, I don't think so. If your wife comes back she might be upset." Incandenza fidgeted. "Look, don't be shocked. She's gone off with a man we met here tonight. We have sort of an open relationship. She doesn't get turned on by some of my interests so we each have our own fun occasionally." "What kind of interests? Canadian Chick laughed. "Not a serial killer I hope." "No, no, no. Can I be honest? I'm bi. I get really turned on by TV's and TS's. I just thought it would be nice to talk for a while. I just can't believe this is Bobbie's first time out." Incandenza flinched at this reference. He had never thought of himself as a transvestite or transsexual or even bisexual. This was going further and faster than Incandenza had anticipated. On the one hand he was reveling in CWM's attention and compliments, had gotten more excited than he ever imagined when he felt the man's hard cock pressing into him on the dance floor. On the other hand he was frightened at the prospect that this was probably leading to his first sexual contact with a man. Once again it was Canadian Chick who pressed the situation. "OK CWM, lead the way." Canadian Chick and CWM did all the talking on the way to the room. Once there, CWM mixed them all a drink. The room was large with a small couch and chair forming a sitting area at the foot of the king-size bed. Canadian Chick was quick to settle into the chair leaving Incandenza to share the couch with CWM. It was clear that Canadian Chick was signaling to Incandenza that she wanted him to go for it. CWM handed them the drinks, "Hope these aren't too strong. Do you mind if I change out of this silly costume?" "Go ahead." CWM stepped into the walk-in closet and in a minute reappeared in sweatshirt and loose cotton shorts. He settled in next to Incandenza. The slit on Incandenza's dress exposed most of his leg; he shivered as he felt CWM's bare leg now pressing against it. CWM dropped his hand onto Incandenza's thigh, "You know I heard a couple of women on the dance floor envying you these legs. I can't say that I blame them. This feels exceptional." CWM slowly rubbed the warm thigh. Incandenza's cock started to get hard. "Thanks. I run a lot." He didn't know what to say or what to do. He looked down at CWM's lap and saw the cock outlined in the short pant leg. The outline reached almost to the cuff. CWM's hand worked slowly up the inside of Incandenza's thigh and was now rubbing next to his balls. CWM seemed to be avoiding actually touching Incandenza's balls or cock, both of which were throbbing inside the panty hose. Then CWM withdrew his hand, moved it to Incandenza's hair. As he stroked the shoulder length blond tresses, he included caresses of the neck. "You have beautiful hair. You are very lucky. It is so sexy to find someone with real hair rather than a wig. Do you like this? You feel tense. Just relax." "Yeah, that feels good. Especially on the neck. I like that." With that encouragement, CWM began an affectionate massage of Incandenza's neck. Then with his other hand he took Incandenza's hand. CWM softly but firmly pulled Incandenza's hand onto the bulge in the cotton shorts, and then pressed. Another shiver of excitement. Incandenza squeezed the cock. It was hard and very warm. Incandenza grabbed the cock through the material and gently stroked it. He looked down and watched his hand rubbing the lump in the shorts. He watched as he pulled back and the pant leg drew back. He saw the tip of CWM's cock peek out from beneath the material. He did this a few times, each time exposing more of the dull red cock head. Then when the head was in full view, he moved his fingers over to touch the naked skin. He rubbed the flared head along the ridge then down to the piss hole, felt the slick precum, rubbed the precum around the end of the shaft. He moved his fingers down the length of the shaft, drawing it out from beneath the cotton shorts. It looked larger than his own cock. Both longer and thicker. It was hard but didn't have the same feel that his own cock had. This cock felt softer, more like a sausage or hot dog. CWM reached down and drew aside the leg of his shorts, completely freeing the warm shaft and the balls beneath. Then as Incandenza lifted the thick meat to better view the balls, he felt CWM's hand return to the inside of his thigh. This time the hand worked its way under the dress then proceeded to the hard cock. Incandenza spread his legs and enjoyed the feel of the panties being rubbed against his cock, the feel of the hand pressing against his shaft. He looked at CWM's balls. A huge wrinkled sack that moved up and down as Incandenza stroked the cock up and down. He slid his hand down to feel the balls, he cupped them in his hand, lifting them slightly, feeling their weight. His hand returned to stroking the shaft. Incandenza glanced up at Canadian Chick. She sat quietly, clearly enjoying the show. She had a hand inside her shirt. Incandenza knew she was pinching her nipples. The fact that she was there added to his excitement and removed his apprehension and fear. As Incandenza bent forward to enjoy the sight of this cock in his hand, he felt CWM's hand still caressing his neck, fondling the blond locks, but now also gently pressing Incandenza closer to the cock. "Go ahead Bobbie, get next to it. Touch it. Touch it with your tongue." Incandenza didn't resist, he knew that he wanted to feel the cock on his face, in his mouth. He allowed his head to be pushed next to the cock. Incandenza moved his hand back to the balls, he saw CWM's hand wrap around the thick cock then rub the warm shaft against Incandenza's cheek. CWM rubbed the firm meat all around Incandenza's face, and then rubbed the head against his closed lips. Incandenza could feel the slippery precum as the tip slid across his lips. "Lick it, Bobbie. Give it a nice kiss." Incandenza stuck his tongue out, licked gingerly on the very end, felt the piss hole with his tongue. He licked around the head, gaining confidence and enthusiasm. CWM's hand dropped away from the shaft, Incandenza opened his mouth and swallowed the head. He licked around the head while holding his mouth still, his lips locked just over the high crown of CWM's cock head. He felt CWM move up and down very slightly, ever so slightly fucking Incandenza's mouth. Incandenza went down further on the shaft but gagged when he had only half of it in. "That's ok Bobbie. Just suck the end. Just lick and suck, you're doing great. Squeeze my cock while you suck it, ok Bobbie. Hmmmmm." Incandenza felt both of CWM's hands on his head now, running his fingers through Incandenza's hair. Incandenza worked the thick shaft in and out of his mouth, swirled his tongue around feeling the flared head, probing the small pee hole. His jaws were getting tired. He pulled his face off the cock, rubbed the wet shaft around his face again. CWM's hands still on Incandenza's head now pulled him up. Suddenly CWM was kissing him. Without a thought, Incandenza returned the kiss, sucked the tongue that CWM sent into his mouth. Returned the tongue favor to CWM. "I wanna fuck you. I wanna fuck that beautiful ass of yours. I wanna feel those fabulous legs over my shoulders", CWM breathed into Incandenza's ear. Incandenza realized that he had known all along it would come to this. He was so excited and so scared that he couldn't speak. He wasn't really afraid of being fucked in the ass. Canadian Chick had fucked him a few times with a dildo. He liked it. He was really afraid of finding out that he liked having a man fuck him in the ass. CWM didn't wait for an answer. He lifted Incandenza to his feet and began undressing him. Incandenza didn't resist; he just sort of allowed CWM to control and direct him now. With an alacrity that bespoke much experience at this, CWM soon had Incandenza naked and on the bed. CWM shed his shorts and sweatshirt, retrieved some lubricant from a shaving kit, and lay down next to Incandenza. CWM pulled the trim young body close, stroking his back and ass. Incandenza felt the warmth of CWM's body against his own. He felt his own hard cock pressing into CWM. He felt CWM's thicker hard cock pressing back. He reached between them, found the hard shaft and began stroking it, rubbing it against his belly. CWM resumed kissing Incandenza. Almost immediately the two were feverishly tonguing each other's mouth. CWM took Incandenza's cock, pulled it to his own, then held both cocks in his hand and squeezed them together. Incandenza's cock felt the warm, hard cock. CWM continued this double jack off for a while as they kissed. CWM rolled over on top of Incandenza. Incandenza looked down his belly and saw the two cocks; CWM's on top of his. CWM rocked back and forth, rubbing his cock on top of Incandenza's as Incandenza watched in excitement. He watched as CWM applied lubricant to the thick cock, liberally greasing the dark red head. He tensed with anticipation and anxiety as CWM lifted Incandenza's legs to gain access to the virgin ass hole. Incandenza felt CWM's finger rubbing lube around the ass hole then slide in. CWM slid his finger in and out a few times; as he did this he stroked Incandenza's hard cock. Then CWM brought his own large cock to replace the finger. With gentle firm prods, CWM pressed against the puckered hole. The head of CWM's cock slowly spread the opening a little more with each slight push. Incandenza tried to push his ass into the cock, anxious to feel it inside of him. Incandenza winced as the head finally gained entry. CWM paused to let the ass hole adjust then pressed in a little more of his cock. The cock now moved more easily. CWM began slowly fucking Incandenza's ass and at the same time stroking Incandenza's cock. "You like it Bobbie? You like my big cock in your sweet ass?" "Oh god yes. Oh shit it feels so big in my ass." "That's because you've got the tightest ass I've ever fucked. And the hardest cock. Shit your cock is like a rock." "Fuck me. I want to be fucked!" CWM could feel Incandenza's ass hole tighten around his cock. He pressed deeper on each stroke so that he was soon burying the full length of his cock in Incandenza's ass. He rubbed some more lube on the shaft of his cock, and then began fucking faster. He looked down at Incandenza beneath him. Even without his dress, he still looked gorgeous. His makeup was still quite good, his shoulder length blond hair, his delicate features. And the kid was a virgin! CWM was in heaven. Once CWM added the additional lube and had buried all of his cock in Incandenza's ass, Incandenza started to feel really good. He could feel the thick shaft as it moved in and out of his ass; he could feel the huge balls slap against his ass. He liked it! He loved it! CWM could feel himself getting close to cumming. He stroked Incandenza's cock expertly, trying to get the young man to cum close to the same time as himself. He knew that was the best. To be shooting his hot load into a guy's ass and jerking the guys cock to shoot cum all over at the same time. "Are you close Bobbie? Do you feel it? Feel my cock ramming you. Are you ready to cum baby?" "Do it. Do it harder. Yes I'm close, jack me off, fuck me, fuck me, fuck my ass!" CWM couldn't wait any longer. His balls ached and his cock throbbed as he rammed into Incandenza's ass. He groaned and buried his cock deep into the ass as he felt the cum bursting forth. It was now down to a few great cum strokes, feeling the cum fill the ass, feeling the cum squeeze around the hard cock and dribble out down his balls. CWM stroked Incandenza's cock hoping for a mutual climax from his partner. When Incandenza felt the sudden warmth in his ass, felt the juices filling him, heard the groans of pleasure from CWM, Incandenza's body responded. As soon as CWM was finished cumming, Incandenza's cock spewed forth a jet of cum that shot several feet in the air. "Yes! Yes! Ohh yes! Shit yes!" Incandenza yelled as he continued to spurt cum from the sinewy bone. CWM marveled as burst after burst issued from the cock in his hand. With each burst, Incandenza rammed his ass back forcing CWM's cock deeper into his ass. CWM started to pull out. "No, wait. Leave your cock in. I want to feel it in my ass a little longer." CWM tried to hold his cock in, tried to keep it hard but it was soon soft and slid out of the slippery hole that was now stretched wide by the furious fucking, was now slick with lube and cum juice. "That calls for another drink!" CWM moved to the liquor bottle. Canadian Chick came to the bed. "That was hot sweetheart. I think you waited to long for that." "Geez Canadian Chick. I had no idea. I mean..." "Shh. I understand," she pressed a finger to Incandenza's lips. CWM returned with fresh drinks, "You two want to stay the night, or I guess I should say morning," he chuckled. "No, I think we'll go." "Well, give me your number. I'd like to get together again. I meant it when I said you are fabulous." "Why don't we take your number? This is a new area for us. Maybe you'll just have to wait until next Halloween," Incandenza laughed. They finished their drinks and said goodnight.