Demon in the Sky

Demon in the Sky

On Oct 31st, 2004, on Halloween, me and my friends (josh, ryan, and jacob) decided to go out at midnight to play the ouija board on an upside down pentagram. So late that night, we all snuck out and met up at the park entrance. It was a full moon out so we didn't need candles or anything. We sat the board on top of the pentagram and in less than a second, without any of us asking it any thing, it spelled out "i can see you". So as stupid as we were, we would make fun of him (calling him name, provoking him, things like that).

It continued on "I can see you, I can see you, I can see you..." Then all the sudden it stopped. We went kind of slow and the ouija board spelled out "stand up and look at me". So taking this as a joke to scare us, we stood up to take a look. When we did, not to far in the distance, stood a kind of tall man in the shadows but you could still make him out (not like any ghost I have ever seen). But I yelled "HELLO... HELLOOO..." but no answer, then he was gone faster than i can blink my eyes! Right after that, we all started to try and apologize.

It was no use, we had messed around with something we didn't know. Now it was his turn. This demon was now spelling out "look up", when we did, the moon blanked out for a split second as if something just flew over it. We were flipping out! Josh and Jacob screaming "What the f*ck!". I grabbed my ouija board and I was like "let's get the hell out of here!" Just then, something swooped down and hit a very very very near tree. When it hit, leaves were falling and a few small limbs. I don't think I have ever ran that fast in my life! We got back to my house as fast as we could and spent the rest of the night looking up.

I was 13 then and I'm 17 now, that story still makes me say "no frickin way!". I know how weird it sounds but this really happened to me and my friends. They still play around with the ouija board and still pisses it off but we will always remember that one night.


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101 Fun Things to Do to Freak Out Your College Roommate!

101 Fun Things to Do to Freak Out Your College Roommate!


1. Insist that you are a vegetarian and protest anytime your roommate eats meat. Then leave "Slim Jim" wrappers on the floor and lie on the bed holding your stomach everytime your roommate walks in. If he/she asks about the wrappers, say you know nothing about them.
2. Get some hair. Disperse it around your roommate's head while he/she is asleep. Keep a pair of scissors by your bed. Snicker at your roommate every morning.

3. Every time your roommate walks in yell, "Hooray! You're back!" as loud as you can and dance around the room for five minutes. Afterwards, keep looking at your watch and saying, "Shouldn't you be going somewhere?"

4. Trash the room when your roommate's not around. Then leave and wait for your roommate to come back. When he/she does, walk in and act surprised. Say, "Uh-oh, it looks like, THEY, were here again."

5. Every time you see your roommate yell, "You jerk" and kick him/her in the stomach. Then buy him/her some ice cream.

6. Set your roommate's bed on fire. Apologize and explain that you've been watching too much "Beavis & Butthead." Do it again. Tell him/her that you're not sorry because this time, they deserved it.

7. Put your glasses on before you go to bed. Take them off as soon as you wake up. If your roommate asks, explain that they are Magic Dream Glasses. Complain that you've been having terrible nightmares.

8. Eat lots of "Lucky Charms." Pick out all the yellow moons and stockpile them in the closet. If your roommate inquires, explain that visitors are coming, but you can't say anything more, or you'll have to face the consequences.

9. Set up meetings with your roommate's faculty advisor. Inquire about his/her academic potential. Take lots of notes, and then give your roommate a full report. Insist that he/she do the same.

10. "Drink" a raw egg for breakfast every morning. Explain that you are in training. Eat a dozen donuts every night.

11. Every Thursday, pack up everything you own and tell your roommate you're going home. Come back in an hour and explain that no one was home. Unpack everything and go to sleep.

12. Every time you wake up, start yelling, "Help! Where am I?!" and run around the room for a few minutes. Then go back to bed. If your roommate asks, say you don't know what he/she is talking about.

13. Draw a tiny, black spot on your arm. Make it bigger every day. Look at it and say, "It's spreading, it's spreading."

14. Buy a McDonald's "Happy Meal" for lunch every day. Eat the straw and the napkin. Throw everything else away.

15. Buy a plant. Sleep with it at night. Talk to it. After a few weeks, start to argue with it loudly. Then yell, "I can't live in the same room with you," storm out of the room and slam the door. Get rid of the plant, but keep the pot. Refuse to discuss the plant ever again.

16. Buy a Jack-In-The-Box. Every day, turn the handle until the clown pops out. Scream continuously for twenty minutes.

17. Hang up pictures of chickens all over the room. If your roommate eats eggs, yell at him/her and call him/her a cannibal.

18. Buy some knives. Sharpen them every night. While you're doing so, look at your roommate and mutter, "Soon, soon...."

19. Lock the door while your roommate is out. When he/she comes back and tries to unlock it, yell, "Don't come in, I'm naked!" Keep this up for several hours. When you finally let your roommate in, immediately take off all of your clothes, and ignore your roommate.

20. Bring in potential "new" roommates from around campus. Give them tours of the room and the building. Have them ask about your roommate in front of him/her, and reply, "Oh, him/her? He/she won't be here much longer."

21. If your roommate comes home after midnight, hit him/her on the head with a rolling pin. Immediately go to bed, muttering, "Ungrateful little..."

22. Pile dirty dishes in your roommate's bed. Insist that you don't know how they got there.

23. Collect hundreds of pens and pile them on one side of the room. Keep one pencil on the other side of the room. Laugh at the pencil.

24. Feign a serious illness for two weeks. Have a priest come to your room and visit you. Write out a will, leaving everything to your roommate. One day, miraculously "recover." Insist that your roommate write out a will, leaving everything to you. Every time he/she coughs, excitedly say, "Oooh, are you dying?"

25. Live in the hallway for a month. Afterwards, bring all of your stuff back into the room and tell your roommate, "Okay, your turn."

26. Keep a tarantula in a jar for three days. Then get rid of the tarantula. If your roommate asks, say, "Oh, he's around here somewhere."

27. Tell your roommate, "I've got an important message for you." Then pretend to faint. When you recover, say you can't remember what the message was. Later on, say, "Oh, yeah, I remember!" Pretend to faint again. Keep this up for several weeks.

28. Bowl inside the room. Set up tournaments with other people in the building. Award someone a trophy. If your roommate wants to bowl too, explain that he/she needs bowling shoes.

29. Walk backwards all the time. Then pretend to trip and hurt yourself. Fake an injury and go through a long, painful recovery. Start walking backwards again.

30. While your roommate is out, glue your shoes to the ceiling. When your roommate walks in, sit on the floor, hold your head, and moan.

31. Explain to your roommate that you're going to be housing a prospective student in the near future. One day, bring in a pig. If your roommate protests, hug the pig and tell your roommate that he/she hurt its feelings. Watch T.V with the pig, eating lots of bacon.

32. Make a sandwich. Don't eat it, leave it on the floor. Ignore the sandwich. Wait until your roommate gets rid of it, and then say, "Hey, where is my sandwich!?" Complain loudly that you are hungry.

33. Punch a hole in the T.V. Sit and watch it anyway, complaining about the poor picture quality.

34. Wear a cape. Stand in front of an open window for about an hour every day. Then, one day, when your roommate is gone, go outside and lie down underneath the window, pretending to be hurt, and wait for your roommate to return. The next day, start standing in front of the window again.

35. Collect potatoes. Paint faces on them and give them names. Name one after your roommate. Separate your roommate's potato from the others. Wait a few days, and then bake your roommate's potato and eat it. Explain to your roommate, "He just didn't belong."

36. Fill an empty shaving cream can with whipped cream. Use it to shave, and then spray some into your mouth. Later on, complain that you feel sick. Continue this process for several weeks.

37. Cover your bed with a tent. Live inside it for a week. If your roommate asks, explain that "It's a jungle out there." Get your roommate to bring you food and water.

38. Keep a vacuum cleaner in the middle of the room. Look at it with fear for a few days. Then stay out of the room entirely, opening the door only a crack and whispering to your roommate, "Psst! Is it gone?"

39. Break the window with a rock. If your roommate protests, explain that you were hot. Open and close the broken window as you normally would.

40. Throw darts at a bare wall. All of a sudden, act excited, telling your roommate that you hit the bull's eye.

41. Send flowers to your roommate, with a card that says, "I'm sorry. It won't happen again." When you see them, start ripping up the flowers. Repeat the process for a few weeks.

42. Call your roommate "Clyde" by accident. Start doing so every so often. Increase the frequency over the next few weeks, until you are calling him "Clyde" all the time. If your roommate protests, say, "I'm sorry. I won't do that anymore, Murray."

43. Hire a night watchman to guard the room while you are sleeping.

44. Move everything to one side of the room. Ask your roommate if he knows how much an elephant weighs, and look at the floor on the empty side of the room with concern.

45. Practice needlepoint every night. At one point, grab your thumb and scream, "Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!" Cry hysterically for a few minutes, and then go to bed. Sob and sniff all night.

46. When your roommate comes in, pretend that you are on the phone, screaming angrily and shouting obscenities. After you hang up, say, "That was your mom. She said she'd call back."

47. Every time your roommate comes in, immediately turn off the lights and go to bed. When he/she leaves, get up and loudly yell, "Okay, guys, you can come out now."

48. Start wearing a crown, all the time. If your roommate tells you to take it off, say, "Who do you think you are? A king?"

49. Sit in front of a chess board for hours, saying nothing, doing nothing. Then, look up and say, "I think this game goes a lot faster with two players."

50. Talk back to your "Rice Krispies." All of a sudden, act offended, throw the bowl on the floor and kick it. Refuse to clean it up, explaining, "No, I want to watch them suffer."

51. Change the locks on the door. Don't let your roommate in unless he/she says the secret word. Change the secret word often. If your roommate can 't guess the secret word, make him/her pay a tithe.

52. Scatter stuffed animals around the room. Put party hats on them. Play loud music. When your roommate walks in, turn off the music, take off the party hats, put away the stuffed animals, and say, "Well, it was fun while it lasted."

53. Hang a tire swing from the ceiling. Act like a monkey. If someone besides your roommate comes in, cease acting like a monkey and claim that the tire swing was your roommate's idea. When you and your roommate are alone again, continue acting like a monkey.

54. Unplug everything in the room except for one toaster. Pray to the toaster. Bring it gifts. Throw some of your roommate's possessions out the window. Say that the toaster made you do it.

55. Challenge your roommate to a duel. If he refuses, claim that you have won by forfeit and therefore conquered his side of the room. Insist that he remove all of his possessions immediately.

56. Sign your roommate up for various activities. (Campus tour guide, blood donor, organ donor).

57. Start dressing like an Indian. If your roommate inquires, claim that you are getting in touch with your Native-American roots. If your roommate accuses you of not having any Native-American roots, claim that he/she has offended your people and put a curse on your roommate.

58. Wear your shoes on the wrong feet, all the time. Constantly complain that your feet hurt.

59. Hit your roommate on the head with a brick. Claim that you were trying to kill a mosquito.

60. Steal something valuable of your roommate's. If he/she asks about it, tell him/her that you traded it for some magic beans. Give some beans to your roommate.

61. Instead of turning off the light switch, smash the light bulb with a hammer. Put a new bulb in the next day. Complain often about the cost of light bulbs.

62. Videotape yourself hammering a nail into a wall for a while, and then stopping. Play the tape in your room. Right before the hammering stops on the videotape, look at the screen and say, "Don't do that."

63. Buy a lamp. Tell your roommate it's a magic lamp, with a genie inside it. Spend a week thinking about what to wish for. At the end of the week, report that someone has released the genie from the lamp. Blame your roommate.

64. Whenever your roommate brushes his/her teeth, watch him/her do so. Take notes. Write a paper on it, and circulate it around campus. If your roommate protests, say, "The people have a right to know!"

65. Collect potato chips that you think look like famous people. Find one that looks like your roommate. Burn it, and explain, "It had to be done."

66. Read the phone book out loud and excitedly. ("Frank Johnson! Oh, wow! 837-9494! Holy cow!")

67. Shadow box several times a day. One day, walk in looking depressed. If your roommate asks what's wrong, explain that your shadow can't box with you anymore due to an injury. Ask your roommate if you can box with his/her shadow.

68. When you walk into the room, look at your roommate in disgust and yell, "Oh, you're here!" Walk away yelling and cursing.

69. Put up flyers around the building, reporting that your roommate is missing. Offer a reward for his/her safe return.

70. Buy a watermelon. Draw a face on it and give it a name. Ask your roommate if the watermelon can sleep in his/her bed. If your roommate says no, drop the watermelon out the window. Make it look like a suicide. Say nasty things about your roommate at the funeral.

71. Draw a chalk outline on the floor. When your roommate comes in, say, "Don't worry. It's not what you think." If he/she asks about it again, immediately change the subject.

72. Drink a cup of coffee every morning. When you finish it, gnaw on the mug for about ten minutes. Then, look at your roommate, immediately put the mug away, and quickly leave the room.

73. Paint a tunnel on the wall like they do in cartoons. Every day, hit your head as you attempt to crawl through it. Hold your head and grumble, "I'll get that pesky road runner...."

74. Leave memos on your roommate's bed that say things like, "I know what you did," and "Don't think you can fool me." Sign them in blood.

75. Hold a raffle, offering your roommate as first prize. If he/she protests, tell him/her that it's all for charity.

76. Make cue cards for your roommate. Get them out whenever you'd like to have a conversation.

77. Talk like a pirate, all the time. Threaten to make your roommate walk the plank if he/she doesn't swab the deck. Arrrrrrrrrrrgh!

78. Set up about twenty plants in an organized formation. When your roommate walks in, pretend to be in the middle of delivering a speech to the plants. Whisper to them, "We'll continue this later," while eyeing your roommate suspiciously.

79. Buy a telescope. Sit on your bed and look across the room at your roommate through the telescope. When you're not using the telescope, act like your roommate is too far away for you to see.

80. Keep some worms in a shoebox. When doing homework, go and consult with the worms every so often. Then become angry, shouting at the worms that they're stupid and they don't know what they're talking about.

81. Watch "Psycho" every day for a month. Then act excited every time your roommate goes to take a shower.

82. Wear a paper hat. Every time your roommate walks in, say, "Welcome to McDonalds, can I take your... Oh, it's just you." Take off the hat, sit, and pout.

83. Go through your roommate's textbooks with a red pen, changing things and making random corrections. If your roommate protests, tell him/her that you just couldn't take it anymore.

84. Leave the room at random, knock on the door, and wait for your roommate to let you back in. If he/she asks about it, go on a tangent about the importance of good manners.

85. Hang a horseshoe above the door. Make up stories about having had good luck. Then, take the horseshoe down and wrap your head in bandages. When you see your roommate, look above the door where the horseshoe used to be, hold your head, and mutter, "Stupid horseshoe...."

86. Carve a jack-o-lantern. Complain to your roommate that the jack-o-lantern has been staring at you. The next day, tell your roommate that the jack-o-lantern thinks he/she has been staring at it. Confide in your roommate that you really don't like thejack-o-lantern, but you can't convince it to move out.

87. As soon as your roommate turns the light off at night, begin singing famous operas as loud as you can. When your roommate turns on the light, look around and pretend to be confused.

88. Hang a basketball net on the wall. Challenge your refrigerator to basketball games, and play them in front of your roommate. Do so for about a month. Confide in your roommate that you think the refrigerator has been taking steroids.

89. Drink lots of lemonade. Talk obnoxiously for hours about how much you love lemonade. Then, one day, paint your face yellow. From then on, complain about how much you hate lemonade.

90. Late at night, start conversations that begin with, "Remember the good old days, when we used to..." and make up stories involving you and your roommate.

91. Whenever your roommate sneezes, go and hide in the closet for about and hour. Look around nervously for the rest of the day.

92. Sit and stare at your roommate for hours. Bring others in to join you. Eat peanuts, throwing a few at your roommate. Then say, "Boy, these zoos just aren't what they used to be."

93. Tell your roommate that your toe hurts, and that means there's going to be an earthquake, soon. While your roommate is out, trash everything on his/her side of the room. When he/she returns, explain that the earthquake hit, but only on one side of the room.

94. Buy a gun. Clean it every day. One day, put a band-aid on your forehead, and refuse to discuss the gun ever again.

95. Buy a lobster. Pretend to play cards with it. Complain to your roommate that the lobster is making up his own rules.

96. Make pancakes every morning, but don't eat them. Draw faces on them, and toss them in the closet. Watch them for several hours each day. Complain to your roommate that your "pancake farm" isn't evolving into a self-sufficient community. Confide in your roommate that you think the king of the pancakes has been taking bribes.

97. While you are ironing, pretend to burn yourself. Start a garbage can fire in the middle of the room. Toss the iron inside. If your roommate objects, explain that you are just trying to get even.

98. Buy some turtles. Paint numbers on their backs. Race them down the hall.

99. Create an army of animal crackers. Put them through basic training. Set up little checkpoints around the room. Tell your roommate that the camel spotted him/her in a restricted area and said not to do it again. Ask your roommate to apologize to the camel.

100. Put out a plate of cookies at night. Tell your roommate that they're for the Sandman. Take a bite out of one of the cookies while your roommate is asleep. The next morning, accuse your roommate of having bitten one of the cookies. If he/she tries to tell you the Sandman did it, insist that you know what the Sandman's teeth marks look like and that those are, in fact, not the Sandman's teeth marks. Grumble angrily and storm out of the room.

101. Post this list over your bed.

Contributed by: Nick Mathis

IBM's Global Village

IBM's Global Village


In a move IBM offices are hailing as a major step in the company's ongoing worldwide telecommunications revolution, M'wana Ndeti, a member of Zaire's Bantu tribe, used an IBM global uplink network modem yesterday to crush a nut.
Ndeti, who spent twenty minutes trying to open the nut by hand, easily cracked it open by smashing it repeatedly with the powerful modem. "I could not crush the nut by myself," said the forty-seven-year-old Ndeti, who added the savory nut to a thick, peanut-based soup minutes later. "With IBM's help, I was able to break it."

Ndeti discovered the nut-breaking, 28.8 V.34 modem yesterday, when IBM was shooting a commercial in his southwestern Zaire village. During a break in shooting, which shows African villagers eagerly teleconferencing via computer with Japanese schoolchildren, Ndeti snuck onto the set and took the modem, which he believed would serve well as a "smashing" utensil. IBM officials were not surprised the longtime computer giant was able to provide Ndeti with practical solutions to his everyday problems. "Our telecommunications systems offer people all over the world global networking solutions that fit their specific needs," said Herbert Ross, IBM's director of marketing. "Whether you're a nun cloistered in an Italian abbey or an Aborigine in Australia's Great Sandy Desert, IBM has the ideas to get you where you want to go today."

According to Ndeti, of the modem's many powerful features, most impressive was its hard plastic casing, which easily sustained several minutes of vigorous pounding against a large stone. "I put the nut on a rock, and I hit it with the modem," Ndeti said. "The modem did not break. It is a good modem."

Ndeti was so impressed with the modem that he purchased a new, state-of-the-art IBM workstation, complete with a PowerPC 601 microprocessor, a quad-speed internal CD-ROM drive and three 16-bit ethernet networking connectors. The tribesman has already made good use of the computer system, fashioning a gazelle trap out of its wires, a boat anchor out of the monitor and a crude but effective weapon from its mouse.

"This is a good computer," said Ndeti, carving up a just-captured gazelle with the computer's flat, sharp internal processing device. "I am using every part of it. I will cook this gazelle on the keyboard." Hours later, Ndeti capped off his delicious gazelle dinner by smoking the computer's two hundred-page owner's manual.

IBM spokespeople praised Ndeti's choice of computers. "We are pleased that the Bantu people are turning to IBM for their business needs," said company CEO William Allaire. "From Kansas City to Kinshasa, IBM is bringing the world closer together. Our cutting-edge technology is truly creating a global village.

Contributed by: Nick Mathis



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High School Days

High School Days

Jerry was spending a few days with his old high school buddy, Bill, and his sister, Barbara. Jerry hadn't seen Bill in years, and when he found that he would be in his town on business, he had called to say hello. Bill had insisted that he stay with them, instead of at a motel. That evening, after a good dinner, the three of them were sitting in the den sipping wine and talking.

"By the way, Barbara, how did your class go today?" Bill asked his sister.

"Great," she grinned. "Wait until you see what we learned today."

"I can hardly wait," Bill grinned.

"What kind of class are you taking?" Jerry asked.

Barbara grinned wickedly. "Strip tease dancing!"

"You're kidding," Jerry laughed.

"Yeah, a group of girls talked one of their friends, who used to be a stripper, into teaching them the bumps and grinds," Bill told him. "They've promised to have a party and all the women are going to dance for all their men when they graduate! Barbara's been giving me a preview of what they do after every class."

"Yeah, he really gets off on it," Barbara grinned.

Jerry was a little surprised by Barbara's comment, but chose to ignore it. "How many girls are in the class?" he asked.

"There's three of us, not counting the teacher," Barbara answered.

"When is graduation?" he asked.

"Tomorrow night!" Bill told him. "I can hardly wait!"

"He just wants to see Margie Jackson strut her stuff!" Barbara laughed. "She's got the biggest pair of tits you've ever seen."

"I want to watch you strut around in front of those other guys, too," Bill said with a gleam in his eye. "Hey, you'll still be here, Jerry. Maybe they'll let you go to the show."

"Well, I thought of that while I was at class and asked if we could bring him," Barbara said. "All the girls want him to come. I think they like the idea of dancing naked in front of somebody they don't know. Be- sides, Gloria's husband is out of town, so we're going to be one man short."

"Great," Bill enthused. "Hey, I've got an idea," he said. "Why don't you dance for Jerry and me now?"

"Now?" Barbara asked, but with a twinkle in her eye.

"Yeah," Bill encouraged her.

"Yea, I think I'd like to do that," Barbara said. "How about it, Jerry. Would you like to see me strip?"

"Would I!" Jerry said.

"OK, Bill, you put the tape in the stereo while I get ready," she told him. "And you guys sit on the sofa."

Barbara left the room and Bill put a tape in the stereo. The two men sat on the sofa, facing the center of the room, Jerry on one end and Bill to his left.

"You're really going to like this," Bill grinned. "This gal has taught them some really raunchy stuff. It's great." But since there were about to watch Bill's sister, Jerry figured she would only go so far. After all, stripping in front of your brother was not something that he thought Barbara would really do.

"OK, Bill, turn on the music," Barbara called from the other room. Bill quickly switched on the tape and got back to his seat. The music started and Barbara came strutting into the room. She was wearing a miniskirt which came down to about mid-thigh, a short blouse which was not buttoned, just tied together below her tits, and a pair of high heeled shoes. She stopped in the middle of the room and slowly turned around in front of them. Then she began to dance, weaving and bumping and grinding in time to the music, her long black hair tossing as she danced, her hips swivelling smoothly with the music.

Barbara turned her back to the men and slowly began to slide the miniskirt up her legs, rolling her firm, round ass at them. Jerry felt his prick beginning to stiffen already! This cunt was as sexy as hell, even fully dressed. When the skirt was just below her ass, Barbara bent over, her legs straight and slightly apart. As she leaned over, Jerry could see just the bottom of the crotch of a pair of black panties! Then she swung back around facing them. Rolling and grinding her hips, she brought her hands up to her head, then slowly down to her breasts.

Jerry didn't know where he wanted to look the most, to see what she was going to do with her hands or to watch her crotch, where the mini- skirt was still clinging at crotch level and promising to give a peek of her panties again. He decided to watch her hands as she cupped her breasts through the blouse. She squeezed and rolled her boobs, making the gapping front of the blouse alternately open farther and close. Her hands slid down to the knot between her breasts and she slowly and teasingly undid it. Then, ever so slowly, she drew the blouse open, gradually exposing the sloping insides of her tits.

When the blouse was open almost to the nipples, she drew it up to expose the bottoms of her breasts, keeping the nipples covered. Then, suddenly, she jerked the blouse wide open. She had on pasties!

Barbara's breasts were beautiful, large and firm. Shrugging her shoulders, she let the blouse slide down her arms to the floor. Then, slowly, she began to squat down, her knees together, but pointed straight at Jerry. When she reached a squatting position, she slowly began to open her legs. At first, all Jerry could see was the smooth inside of her thighs. But then, gradually, he could see the crotch of her black panties. When her legs were wide apart, she leaned back on her hands, slowly rotating her pelvis in time with the music.

"You really like this, don't you?" she asked Jerry, eyeing the bulge in his pants. Jerry just grinned, glancing down at the tent his dick was making in his lap. Hearing a zipper, he glanced sideways at Bill. Bill had unzipped his pants and had his dick out, sticking straight up out of his pants, hard as a rock! Jerry was flabbergasted at what her brother was doing!

Barbara stood back up and unzipped the skirt. She let it slowly slide down her legs and kicked it off. Now she danced in front of them with nothing on but the pasties, her black bikini panties, and the high-heeled shoes. She kicked the shoes off and turned her back, rolling her ass at them. Slowly, she began to roll the bikini panties down, gradually exposing the crack of her ass. When the panties were rolled down below her ass, she turned to face them. She was wearing a G-string!

She pushed the panties down and stepped out of them. Barbara stood in front of Jerry, about three feet away, rolling her hips and looking at the huge bulge in his pants. She licked her lips.

"If you really like what I'm doing, why don't you do what my brother is doing, too" she teased him. Jerry looked over at Bill and saw that he was jacking on his prick, his fist sliding slowly up and down his hardon.

"Yeah, take that thing out and show her how much you like her" Bill told him. Forgetting that an incestuous scene was unfolding before his very eyes, Jerry unzipped his pants and unsnapped his boxer shorts. His dick sprang out of the opening, standing up big and proud. Barbara licked her lips at the sight of the big dick, watching as he slowly slid his hand up and down the big shaft.

Turning her back, Barbara bent forward at the waist, giving Jerry a view right up between her legs. She looked back at him from between her legs, eyeing his stroking fist. Then she straightened up and moved sensuously over in front of Bill.

She leaned toward him and said, "Take one." Bill reached out and closed his finger tips around one tit. He let his fingers slowly milk their way down her breast until he got to the pastie. Then, taking the pastie between his fingertips, he pulled it off! Her nipple was swollen to a hard point. Bill tweaked it between thumb and forefinger. Barbara reached down and gave the end of his dick a squeeze, then pulled away from him. Dancing up in front of Jerry, she leaned forward.

"Do you want to take the other one off?" she asked him.

"Yeah, take it off of her," Bill told him, the excitement making his voice low and husky.

"Wow, yes," was all he could say.

"OK, but you have to do it with your mouth," she told him. She leaned forward and cupped her breasts, bringing the left one to his mouth. He opened his mouth and gripped the pastie with his teeth. She pulled back and it came off, exposing a large pink nipple, swollen to a hard point! Jerry let the pastie drop from his mouth as she brought the other tit up and held the breast up to his lips.

"Lick it," she told him. He extended his tongue, licking the soft, swollen nipple. She removed that one and brought the other one to his lips.

"Suck her tits," Bill said, jacking on his dick.

"Suck it," she said. He took the nipple between his lips and began to suck on it. After a few moments, she pulled her tit away and straigh- tened up, backing up a few steps. She slid her hand down over her belly, then slid her middle finger down under the top of the G-string. Behind the thin wisp of cloth, she began to stoke her clit.

"If you want to see more, you'll have to show your appreciation, like Bill is doing," she told him. Jerry glanced at Bill and saw that he had taken his pants and shorts completely off. He was leaning back on the sofa with his legs spread. His big prick was sticking straight up, his fist slowly pistoning up and down on it. Jerry grinned and quickly removed his pants, shorts, shoes and socks. His dick stuck straight up in the air!

"Oh, yes," she breathed in appreciation, as he took his prick in his hand and wiggled it at her. Slowly, he began to slide his fist up and down on it.

"Now, show me more," he told her. She smiled and pushed the front of the G-string down to the top of her slit.

"Do you like shaved pussy?" she asked.

"Oh, yessss," he hissed between clenched teeth. Slowly, Barbara pushed the front of the cloth farther down her legs, exposing her slit. Suddenly, she stripped the G-string off, letting it slide down her legs to the floor. She moved right up in front of Jerry and spread her legs. Using her fingers, she pulled her cunt lips wide open, revealing the glistening, dark pink interior, the thick, swollen flaps, the hard, erect clit, alive with wetness as fuck juice oozed from her hole.

"Keep doing what you are doing with your right hand," she told him, indicating the hand which was sliding up and down his hard meat, "and feel how wet I am with the other." Jerry glanced at Bill. Seeing no objection from him, he obeyed Barbara's request. He slid his hand between her legs, his finger sliding up and down her wet slit. He rolled her clit with his fingertip, bringing a moan from her lips, then cupped her pussy with the palm of his hand, his middle fingertip finding the entrance of her drenched cunt. He let the fingertip swirl around in her hole for a few seconds, then pushed it deeper into her. She groaned, then pulled back a little as Jerry's finger pulled out of he cunt with a popping sound.

"OK, you guys stand up," she commanded. Quickly, they both rose to their feet, their pricks sticking straight out. Barbara knelt in front of Jerry and pushed his legs apart. She cupped his balls with one hand and gripped his hard cock with the other, sliding her hand up and down the length of his prick, watching pre-cum ooze from the tip. She leaned forward and licked it up. Her tongue then swirled around the big knob, drawing a moan of delight from him.

Parting her lips, she slowly lowered her mouth on Jerry's hard dick. He watched in amazement as half of his dick quickly disappeared into her hot mouth. Slowly, Barbara slid her lips back up until only the very tip of the cock was still in her mouth, then began to suck him back into her mouth again. Up and down his dick her lips traveled, her cheeks pulled in by the her suctioning action. Jerry couldn't believe it. Here he was, getting his dick sucked by his friend's sister while his friend watched and jacked on his dick.

"Yeah, Barbara, suck his dick," Bill encouraged her. Jerry glanced at Bill and saw that his fist was still moving up and down his swollen cock, jacking himself off in time with Barbara's sucking movements. Suddenly, releasing Jerry's dick, Barbara stood up and moved over in front of Bill. She turned her back to him and bent over. Reaching back between her legs, she took his dick in her hand and brought it to her cunt slit. Slowly, she pushed back onto him, and Jerry watched his friend's prick slowly immerse itself into his own sister's cunt. She held it there for a few moments, then pulled off of it.

She moved back over in front of Jerry and pushed him down on the sofa. She dropped to her knees in front of him, pushing his legs wide apart. Slowly, Barbara took his dick down her throat again, all the way to the balls! She glanced up at him, and began to slowly withdraw until only the end was in her mouth.

Looking down at Barbara, Jerry watched her suck his dick. She would slide her mouth far down his dick, taking as much in her mouth as she could, then slowly back up until only the end was still in her mouth. Then she would stop there, sucking on the big knob and licking it with her tongue, then she would start the whole cycle over again. Jerry knew he wasn't going to last long at this.

"Yeah, Barbara, suck him off," Bill told her, jacking on his dick as he watched the action. Changing her technique, Barbara began sucking vicously on the end of his cock. Jerry felt his balls tightening! His dick swelled as he felt the pressure moving up the shaft of his rod! Suddenly, he groaned and the end of his prick felt like it was exploding as the first strong spurt of cum shot into Barbara's mouth.

The cum hyngry bitch sucked on the end of his dick, her fist pumping his shaft, as spurt after spurt of cum shot into her mouth. Her throat worked as she swallowed, taking each spurt deep into her tummy. Finally, when the spurts turned to a dribble, she took her mouth off of his prick and began to slid her fist slowly up and down his shaft, pumping the last of his liquid out of him. When the dribbling cum finally stopped, she licked the end of his dick clean, then leaned back and grinned at him, licking her lips.

Barbara stood up. Without a word, she then pushed Jerry back and stood up on the sofa, straddling him. She brought her pussy to his lips, holding his head with her hands.

"Now it's your turn," she told him.

"Yeah, suck her pussy," he heard Bill say.

Jerry stuck out his tongue and flicked the end of her clit, drawing a moan of pleasure from her. He swirled his tongue around her swollen button, then licked down along her slit, swirling his tongue in the opening to her cunt. He brought his hands up to her ass, gripping her and holding her pussy against his mouth. His tongue moved up and down along her slit, licking her clit and her pussy opening. He probed between the cheeks of her ass with a finger.

Barbara groaned when his finger found her asshole and pressed against the tight opening. Continuing to lick her pussy, he wormed the end of his finger up into her rectal opening, twisting and pushing until he had it all the way in!

"Ohhhh, yessss," she gasped.

"Yeah, suck her pussy and finger her ass," Bill encouraged him.

Jerry slid his other hand up between her legs and pushed his middle finger all the way up into her juicy, hot pussy. He took her clit between her lips and began to suck on it, twirling his tongue around it as he sucked.

Suddenly, Barbara let out a low scream, grabbing his head and pulling his mouth tightly against her pussy. Her body quaked and quivered as she came! Finally, she pulled away from him and sank down on the sofa between him and Bill.

Jerry looked over at Bill, who had a big grin on his face and was still stroking a tremendous hard on! Bill slid down on his knees between Barbara's legs and, taking a leg in each hand and holding them up and wide apart, slid his dick up to the balls into the hot cunt. Jerry sat there and watched Bill's dick glide in and out of Barbara's pussy. Bill's prick was glistening with Barbara's pussy juice as it slid smoothly in and out of her well oiled channel.

Jerry felt his prick beginning to stiffen again as he watched Bill screwing Barbara. Barbara's head was thrown back and rolling from side to side. She seemed to be feeling intense pleasure. She looked over at him through glazed eyes. Spotting his hard on, she pointed at it and motioned for him to put it in her mouth.

"She wants to suck your dick while I'm fucking her!" Bill grinned at him.

Jerry got up on the sofa beside Barbara. She grabbed his prick and pulled in to her mouth, sucking the end in between her lips.

"Fuck her mouth!" Bill told him, as he slid his cock in and out of Barbara's juicy pussy.

Barbara grabbed Jerry's ass and began to push and pull, urging him to truly fuck her mouth. Jerry complied, sliding his dick in and out past her suctioning lips. He looked back at Bill, who was leaning back as he fucked Barbara's cunt so they could both see his prick sliding in and out of her.

Jerry could see the lips of her pussy opened wide as Bill's cock slid smoothly in and out. Her clit was standing up like a little thumb. She was moaning around the mouthful of cock that Jerry was fucking in and out of her mouth. Jerry couldn't believe how good it felt, especially considering that he had just cum.

"Let's trade places," Bill suggested. "I'm about to cum, and I want to shoot in her mouth. My sister loves to drink my fuck juice." He pulled his dick out or her pussy and moved to the other side of the sofa. Jerry yanked his cock from her mouth and stepped down from the sofa.

Evidently, the bitch had been too immersed in the pleasure she had been receiving from the cocks fucking her, and their plan to switch places for she cried out "You bastards. You fucking bastards. How could you take all of that cock from me. Somebody better fuck me. Somebody better fuck me right now."

Barbara groaned as her brother then rubbed his prick across her lips. She opened her mouth and he slid it in. Jerry took a leg in each hand and raised her feet to rest on his shoulders. He rubbed the end of his prick up and down in her juicy slit, then he heard her groan around the mouthful of dick as he slid it all the way up her cunt.

"This hot cunted sister of mine just can't get enough fuck meat, can she Jerry? The little bitch is fucking insatiable. Sometimes I think she's a fucking nymphomaniac." Jerry nodded his agreement as the cunt surrounding his cock felt like an oven. He watched Barbara's cheeks alternately puff out and pull in as Bill thrust his prick in and out of her mouth, going so deep that it looked like he was screwing it down into her throat. Barbara's hand was wrapped around the shaft of her brother's dick, so she was controlling the depth of his thrusts. Jerry was amazed at how far she was taking it.

Jerry looked down at his dong sliding in and out of her pussy. Her pussy lips were swollen thick and distended around his cock. Her clit was like a large red marble, sticking out so far that it bumped against the root of his dick every time he hit bottom in her. His dick was covered with a thick coating of her juices, and whatever Bill had leaked into her. She was so wet and slick that there was almost no friction, the sensation of fucking her being more one of intense heat than of actually sliding in and out of a tight cunt. It was almost like he couldn't feel the walls of her pussy, but at the same time he could feel them, softly surrounding his organ.

Suddenly, Bill let out a grunt. Jerry looked up just in time to see Barbara's fist pumping quickly up and down on his shaft as she madly sucked on the end of his dick. Jerry thought he could almost see Bill's dick throb as he pumped spurt after spurt of cum down his sister's throat. Barbara's throat was working madly as she tried to swallow everything he was pumping into her mouth, but some was leaking out the corners of her mouth. Finally, Bill's cock slipped from her mouth, leaving a thin string of cum from her lips to the end of his prick.

Jerry saw the wild look in her eyes and knew that she was very close to coming. He began to thrust visciously into her, ramming her so hard that her tits rolled back and forth. She began to gasp, then to moan. She arched her back and thrust her head back, her eyes clinched tightly closed. Suddenly, she let out a low-pitched scream and began to quiver all over. She was coming!!!

As Barbara came down from her orgasm, Jerry just held his dick still in her, buried to the hilt in her pussy. When she finally opened her eyes and looked at him, he just grinned at her.

She licked her lips and grinned lewdly at him, then began to roll her pelvis around his dick. He realized that she still wanted more. He withdrew and thrust into her again, then again. Suddenly, Jerry pulled back and completely removed his dick from her pussy.

"Nooooo," she moaned, feeling the sudden empty feeling when he withdrew. He slid his dick down past her pussy, down between her cheeks. When she realized where he was going, she pushed against his shoulders with her feet, not to push him away, but rather to elevate her ass.

Bill, who had collapsed on the sofa beside them, raised up to watch what was happening. He saw Jerry take his dick in his fist and rub the end around and around Barbara's puckered asshole. As he rubbed it around her ass, the head seemed to screw its way in just a little, her ass opening to allow the tip to move up inside just a little. When the entire knob was in, Jerry paused just a moment.

With the knob of his dick inside Barbara's hole, Jerry paused for a moment. He knew that the slick coating on his cock would allow him to bury it to the hilt in her ass with one thrust if he wanted to, but he wasn't sure that would be wise. His dick was about the same length as Bill's, but it was somewhat thicker. If she wasn't used to one quite that thick, it might hurt going in. He decided to test her.

Using short strokes, he began to slide it back and forth in her butt hole. She moaned as he withdrew and thrust forward. Jerry could see her asshole open to accept his shaft, could feel the clasping walls surround his cock as each thrust carried him a little deeper. He was using about half the length of his dick, and he could see her asshole pucker in and disappear as his shaft slid in and then seem to grasp his shaft and resist as he pulled back out. Suddenly, with a grunt of pure lust, he lunged forward, suddenly shoving the entire length straight up her ass. Her eyes popped wide open as his dick slid balls deep up her ass. She let out a groan, then a smile began to spread across her face as Jerry began to pump it in and out of her, fucking her ass with long deep strokes, using the full length of his dick.

"Wow," he heard Bill say. "Now that's ass-fucking!"

Barbara groaned in agreement as she rolled her ass around the invad- ing thrusting prick. Jerry's pistoning cock was sliding smoothly in and out of her now well lubricated butt-hole. Jerry glanced sideways at Bill and saw that his dick was hard again. He was sliding his fist up and down it, stroking it in time with the big dick going in and out of his sister's rectum.

Jerry was rubbing Barbara's slit with his forefinger in time with the strokes of his dick in her ass. She was moaning again, obviously nearing another climax. Jerry, too, was nearing another climax. He felt his balls tightening, felt the swelling, rushing sensation in the shaft of his dick. Grabbing her legs, he pushed them up until her knees were against her tits, spreading them wide for his assault. He began banging her vigorously, slamming his prick in and out of her ass hole, his hips slapping against her ass cheeks. She let out a groan and began quivering all over as she once again passed the peak of climax. Jamming his dick to the hilt in her soft ass, Jerry groaned as he came, spurting shot after shot of semen deep into her bowels. Suddenly, Bill raised up and moved up over Barbara, jacking on his prick furiously with his fist. He let out a gasp as he began to spurt, shooting his load all over his sister's heaving tits.

Jerry withdrew his wilting cock from her ass and gently let her legs down. She opened her eyes and grinned at them.

"Wow, guys, now that is what I call getting royally fucked!" she told them. They both laughed and grinned their agreement.


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First Time For Everything

First Time For Everything

It was a hot, humid day and I was working on my car. I happened to look up and saw my neighbor in her tiny bikini walking out to the mail box to get her mail. Actually her swim suit left little to the imagination and the bounce of her breasts was quite pronounced.

On her way back she came over and said that seeing as it was so hot and humid if I would like to cool off in her swimming pool I was welcome. I mentioned that I didn't have a swim suit and she said "That's okay, with the high fence around the pool I don't wear one either most of the time."

With an invitation like that what normal man could resist. I had finished with the car so I put the tools away and went in the house to get the grease off my hands. Then I headed over to her back yard. I went through the gate into the back yard. The pool was quite large with cool refreshing looking water. She was laying on a chaise lounge, her swimsuit was nowhere to be seen. One of the first things I noticed was, no tan lines. Her breasts were not overly large or small, just a perfect pair with quarter size nipples. Further down was a one inch wide patch of black pubic hair that just covered her slit. "Come on, take off your clothes, the water is waiting for us." she said. With that I stripped off all my clothes. When I removed my shorts my cock sprang out in almost full erection.

"It sure looks like you need to cool off" she said. Then she got up and dived into the pool. I followed and the coolness of the water almost took my breath away. When I surfaced she was floating near by, her tits jutting above the water and the nipples were hard.

I rolled over on my back and she pointed and said "It looks like you have a periscope there." I looked down and saw my cock sticking up above the water. Instead of shrinking it had become fully erect, all 7 inches of it. "I'll bet you can't catch me" she said and then took off swimming for the other end of the pool. With several strong strokes I had almost caught her when she suddenly disappeared. The next thing I knew I could feel a hand around my cock. I put my head underwater and there she was with a smile on her face. She then moved closer to me and took my cock in her mouth. The warmth of her mouth and the coolness of the water almost set me off but I managed to not explode yet. She surfaced then and said "lets go up and lay out for a while and dry off."

We climbed out of the pool and spread some cushions and towels on the cement around the pool. She laid down next to me and then started kissing me. Slowly she worked her way down to my chest and then started sucking on my nipples. I had never had anyone do that before and it felt like someone was shooting an electrical charge from my nipples to my balls. After a few minutes of this she continued on south to my navel where she inserted her tongue as far as it would go. By this time her hands were playing with my cock and balls.

Next she was at my cock but instead of putting it in her mouth she moved it to one side and started nipping at my scrotum. She then took first one ball in her mouth and sucked it was another feeling that I had never felt before. Most women just manhandle a guy's balls but this one was sucking it into her mouth and rolling her tongue around it. Then she took the other one in her mouth. I asked her if she could take both of them but she said they were too large to fit in her mouth at once. Suddenly she switched positions so that her pussy was right in my face. "Eat my pussy" she said and then took the entire length of my cock down her throat. I reached up with both hands and spread the lips of her cunt open. It glistened with moisture and then I put my tongue in her hole. The taste was wonderful, it tasted so fresh and clean. I slid my tongue along her slit until I found her clit, I then sucked it into my mouth as though it were a tiny penis. Her clit was actually over one inch long and had a head on it like a cock.

As I was doing this she started to grind her pussy into my face and I knew she was almost ready to cum. I myself was almost ready to cum from her sucking my cock. She suddenly let out a series of moans as she reached her climax. Her throat muscles contracted around my cock and I let loose with one of the biggest loads of cum I had ever shot. There was so much that it ran out of her mouth and down my sac before dropping on the towel I was laying on. When we both recovered she said "Let's go for a swim and then I want you to fuck me." We swam for a little while then got back up on the edge of the pool. We laid down on the cushions and towels and started playing around. She played with my cock and balls again as I fingered her slit and pussy. I put my finger up her hole and then took it out and replaced it with my thumb. Because of the way the thumb tilts in a womans pussy it is easy to find her G spot. When you do this they will start to thrash around and moan and then reach another orgasm. "Put your cock in me you fucker" she said, "I want to feel it all the way up my pussy until you hit my cervix. Come on, fuck me hard, I want you to fill my womb with all your cum."

I had never had a woman talk to me like this, mostly they just laid there as I slid my cock in and out of them until I shot a load of cum inside them. This was really a first time. My cock slid in and out of her, faster and faster, suddenly I felt the tension in my balls and knew I was going to explode. I shoved my cock as far into her as I could and then let loose with what seem liked a gallon of cum.

I laid there with my cock buried inside her until it shrank and finally slipped out. I looked at her cunt and saw a stream of cum trickling down over her ass hole.

"You'll have to work on your car more often so you can come over and going swimming." she said.

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my wife Naseem 02

my wife Naseem 02

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So as i told you that me and my wife Naseem came to normalcy after few days but the real thing which had happend was that my shy, pious, god fearing and Muslim wife has become a real sexy slut, and i was enjoying it in bed and i was really thankfull to the youth who raped my wife and made her so horney.
As i have told you previously that the commisioner told Naseem to come the next day to settle the case, so she told me the next day that she has to go and i had to agree.I asked her that isnt she tired to go but to my surprise , naseem told me that she is feeling really fresh. Then to my anoyher surprise she dressed up really sexy to meet the commisioner as if she is going to any part, then at 4 pm she left and i stayed at home masterbating about her fuck.
Naseem came home at about 9 pm in the night, she was so happy she came in and hugged me and gave me a big kiss, i asked her about the happiness then she showed me those 20 lakh rupees she brought with her. I asked in wom\nder about the amount and she told me that it is the price those rich basterds had to pay for her rape, and she had compromised in the case.
I said pk and after a while we went to bed for a hot fuck and during that i asked my wife naseem about what happend with her when she left home today and weather she got fucked today also, hearing this Naseem laughed like a slut she told me " oh darling you are so silly, do you think the commissioner just gave me the amount? silly he fucked me twice ". wow i said as i was seeing that Naseem really enjoyed her fuck.

well guys the things really turned great for us as we shifted to a new independent house in a peacefull colony and i started a new business too .but beside all this i was enjoying sex with my lovely and sexy now a slut wife naseem each and every day and now she even allowed me to have sex with other women which she never allowed me before and she even allowed me to fuck my sali , her sister too.But she was keeping a big secret from me and that was her new affairs and whenever i ask her she just use to kiss me and laugh away the matter .But i noticed that she was having a lot of money these days and she was shopping very heavily too and when i asked her about that Naseem told me that it was from the money she had invested in some business with her friends.But i knew it was a lie.But i found it out just in some days as i tricked her one day and told Naseem that i was going to another town to attend a marriage and will return in 2 days but actually i was planned to fuck a woman who lived near my home for 2 days.
I went to that woman's home and we fucked twice and the plan was that we will stay together for 2 days and fuck but after 2nd fuck she got a call from her husband who was away that he is coming this night only and i had to go home.But as i came home i got suspicious because i saw my younger brother's bike standing out side my home.I smelt that there is something going on inside i cme in slowely in the lawn and crawled to the window of my bedroom which is at the back side i sat below the window and slowly peeked from an opening i had made in the window for such moments.I saw in side that my lovely wife Naseem and my younger brother were naked and lying in eachother's arms and my bro was kissing my wife and they were talking dirty and laughing as i heard my bro saying " hey Chinnal, you are so sexy and your pussy is so wet and tight , shiot my big bro is so lucky" thgen my wife kissed him and said " dever jee , my choot bis also for your lund and you can fuck me anytime " and my saying this they started there second session of fuck by kissing passionately and then my bro sucking my wife's boobs then Naseem sucked his penis for a long time then my bro came up and licked my wife Naseem's pussy for a while and then he fucked her wildly in all positions. After 20 minutes of hot and wild sex he cumed in my wife's pussy and then he left from my home.I saw my lovely wife Naseem geting fresh in the toilet and just when i thought of getting in home and fuck her i saw her calling someone on phone and to my surprise she was laughing and telling some one that please come anytime as she is alone now at home, i was shocked to hear that she told on the phone that " dear! i believe you know my rates" , wow i said , Naseem had become a whore, a prostitute? wow.
I waited out side then in 10 minutes i saw a car coming in front of the gate and 2 men came in and my wife greeted them and took them in.
I saw frok the window and heard that one was not knew to Naseem as he was kissing her wildly and she was also responding, then after a while that man introduced his friend to naseem and she gave him a kiss too then i saw that he gave her 5000 rupees and told her kissing that both will fuck her twicw that night. Naseem said Ok and then i saw how she pleased the both guys sexually as they first fucked her one by one then made her sandwich.
I really loved the site of my Lovely wife Naseem become a full fledged whore.


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my wife Naseem

Rape of my wife Naseem

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Iam a 35 years old Muslim guy and my lovely and sexy but shy wife naseem is 32 she is very lovely and sexy her stats are 36-30-34.This incident happend 3 months back in Hyderabad when she went to a marriage of her relatives and she told me that she will come late in the night, but she did not return.I waited upto the morning then i was obviously tensed as where has she gone without telling me because she had never done that before, so i searched every where for her and when i came back home i got the real shock as i recieved a call from the police station and they told me to come there, i reached there with fear filled in my heart that what might have happend.There the inspector called me and told me to sit and relax.He asked me my name and address and then asked me that is Naseem youir wife? i said yes! and asked "why sir what has happend to my love"? the inspector said "look mister your wife is ok now but last night she got raped".I was shocked i screamed " what? when? and by whoom?" . The inspector told me that Naseem was raped by 5 wealthy young guys.I asked him " sir. please, tell me how is my wife and where is she now?",the inspector told me to relax and said "look mister i can understand your feelings but listen,those guys are very wealthy and powerfull and when they kidnapped you wife they gave her an injection after wich a women becomes the horniest bitch in the world for a long time, and after giving her the injection they all raped her , but we have nabbed them and your wife had come to an agreement with them and they are giving her a big amount, so that she keeps her mouth shut and your wife has agreed".He then told me that its no use fighting in the court as nothing will be proved against them and it is better to take the money and be safe.I said ok but " where is my wife?", the inspector smiled and said she is at the flat of our commisioner.I was stunned and asked why? he told me its nothing just for conseling the commisioner had taken my wife Naseem to his flat, and told me to go with a costable and he will lead me to the place.I was suspicious about all this but kept quit and went with the constable to the commisioner's flat which was actually used by him for special occasions as i was told later.
When i reached the flat the constable with me told me to sit in the drawing room and went inside and came after a while and he was also smiling , he told me " your wife and our Saab are discussing some thing ,they will come in 10 minutes os please be seated " and telling this he went away, and i was alone there then my curiosity increased and i slowely went inside to have a look that what actually is happening there, i saw that there were 2 rooms in side one was empty and there was some sounds coming from the other one and to my luck the door was not totally closed.I creeped to the door slowly and peecked in and had the shock of my life,the commisioner was totally naked and was on my naked wife Naseem and was fucking her wildly i was shocked that was it also a rape? or she is into it? i saw him fucking Naseem , he was kissing her she was not totally responding but also not objecting to anything then while fucking he sucked both her large boobs which she likes very much while fucking and as soon as he did that she huged him tightly and kissed his lips wildly this made the commisioner who was a well built middle aged man so horney and he smooched her and fucked Naseem with full force she came twice then after 10 minute sof super fuck he cummed inside my wife's pussy and after kissing her 3 or 4 times they seperated and dressed.I came huridly back to the drawing room and sat, after a while my wife came and hugged me , she was in no position tom talk , i kissed her told her" darling Naseem dont worry i am with you and i love you " she kissed me and hugged me again, then the commisioner came out and told me to sit, then he told me all the story the inspector told me at the police station and then he told me that he is arranging 20 lakhs for my wife from the rapists as a compromiise money and he also advised me that there is no use in fighting with them.I told him "sir, if Naseem agrees then i have no objection , just then Naseem spoked to me , darling please kets just take the money and end this matter ok?'" as she told me this i agreed with the inspector that she has surly became a slut by that injection, so i also agred and the commisioner told me to send Naseem tomorrow so that she will get the money, but i knew that she will also get a good fuck.
Then we went home and i was worried for Naseem but to my surpprised she looked as she is not bothered about the whole incident, i understood that it ios all because of the injection or elsr she would have suicided after the rape as she is very pious and sensitive.To my amaze in the night she asked me to fuck her and fuck wildly so i did it happily then after 2 fucks i aksed herv to tell the whole incident if she didnt mind as i was seeing that she hsd become a total slut and gave me the best fuck of my life.Naseem agreed and told me the whole story, she said that she went out side the function hall which is in the ouskirt of the city to look for her sister who went out side just then in the lane beside the function hall which is always empty and abondoned these 5 guys kidnapped her in a van and as she tried to scream they put a cloth in her mouth and tied her hands and kegs and then took her to a farm house away from the city then they forced her inside and before releaseing her tied hands they gave her a special injection and while giving her they injection they were laughing and telling her " Rani,just wait and see how will you give us your choot after the injection" and Nseem said that it was true just after 10 minutes she started to feel so horney that she wanted to get fucked hard immediatly and she said that her pussy got so wet that she colud not believe it, she said that then they released her hands and legs and were laughing ,then they all got naked with their cocks erected and they ordered my wife Naseem to get naked, Naseem told me that she could not hold herself and got totally naked within a minute then they all started to kiss her all over her body and she could not hold herself and responded to them by kissing them back she told me that one by one everyone smooched her with their tongues inside her mouth then they ordered her to suck their cocks and she did it wildly then they licked her pussy all together and Naseem told me that fluids were flowing from her pussy like urine then they started fucking her one by one then they all pounded her and fucked in all holes of Naseem, in her pussy, mouth and ass too.Naseem said that she was fucked nearly 20 times by those 5 guys as they were so happy raping and fucking a lovely Muslim house wife,then Naseem told that suddenly police came as they were informed by someone, she said that they were that inspector and the constable who took me to the commisioner's flat,as soon as the police came the 5 guys were stunned and started pleeding, they told the inspector the whole story about the injection given to my wife Naseem , then the inspector was offered a handsome amount of money and after knowing about their families he got flash in his eyes and told them to wait and called his commisioner and told about the whole incident and about the 5 guys belonging to very rich families then the commisioner and he blackmailed them and told them to come to the commisioner the commisioner told the inspector to bring Naseem with him ,Naseem said that as he turned toward her his mouth was opened with joy as Naseem is so lovely and was totally naked then he told the 5 guys to wait out side and came to naseem and told her "look madam i will help you if you compamise with me or else i will prove that you are a prostitute so give me a good pleasure", Naseem agreed imediatly as she was in a very horny mood so then the inspector fucked her wildly and after filling her pussy with his cum he allowed his constable to fuck my wife Naseem too.Naseem told me that the costable was the best fucker of them all and he fucked her for 10 minutes in her pussy and then in her ass too.
Then they were all taken to the commisioner where he talked to Naseem and then the 5 rapists and then told my wife that he will arrange for 20 lakhs for her to shut up in this matter as they were giving him 5 lakhs and 2 lakhs to the inspector, Naseem told me that she was so horney that she quickly agreed to the offer and then the 5 guys wre allowed to go , then the inspector told the commisioner that how sexy and yummy Naseem is so he decided to have fun to and asked naseem" hey beautiful will you not give me the pleasure you have been giving to all of them",Naseem said that she just could not say no and agreed to fuck with him so he got her naked and got naked too and they fucked 3 times and it was the 3rd fuck which i saw.
After narreting the whole incident Naseem asked me that will i accept her as before, i kissed her and said" darling Naseem i love you and i have no objection if you have sex with others as i have told you earlier , but were so conservative honey," Naseem hugged me and kissed me and told that she loves me so much,then she told me that she has to go to the commisioner tomorrow and he had told her that before giving her the money he will fuck her atleast twice, then she looked towards me for permission which i happily agreed as i always wanted my lovely wife Naseem to become a slut as she never allowed me to have sex with other women which i had to enjoy secretly and now i was happy that i can do it openly now.Then we fucked wildly once more before going to sleep.

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Arabian Day

Arabian Day

I am living in a Middle Eastern city. One day I go shopping in the bazaar. I am dressed in a long, concealing dress, in deference to the local mores, but with nothing underneath, in deference to the heat. I enter a small antique shop, which I have never been to before. As I am browsing, I notice a curious pair of ornamented silver bracelets. What is curious about them is that they are connected by a silver chain. I also notice the proprietor. He is dark-haired and bearded, short but muscular. I find him very attractive.

"I notice Madam is admiring the slave manacles," he says.

"Slave manacles?", I ask, but of course I knew what they were. That's why I couldn't keep my eyes off them. The proprietor seems unable to keep his eyes off me, especially off my large breasts, rising and falling noticeably under my dress. "Why are they so ornate, I ask, trying to make conversation, but becoming flustered.

"Why not?" he asks. "The men of ancient times enjoyed ornamenting their beautiful slave girls. Perhaps Madam would like to try them on?" he asks, and without waiting for my reply, snaps the manacles on my wrist. I gasp with surprise, feeling the metal snugly encircling my wrists, and the man's hands still on mine.

"They're...they're beautiful," I breathe, "but please take them off now."

"Of course," he says, and begins searching his pockets for a key. "It's here somewhere," he says, looking through his desk. Meanwhile I am becoming more excited, though I try not to show it. "The key must be in the back of the shop. Come with me," he says, and I follow.

Once we are in the back room of the shop, his manner changes. He pushes me against a wall and grabs my short blond hair in one hand, and kisses me hard. I try to struggle at first, but his kiss makes me weak in the knees. He senses my capitulation, and throws me down on a pile of Oriental carpets. "My beautiful blonde slave girl!" he cries, raising my dress until he can reach my full breasts. He grabs my breasts, pinching the erect pink nipples, then swirling his tongue around and around them until I moan. Then he bites them hard. I squeal with a mixture of pain and pleasure, and try to pull away.

"Trying to resist me, slave?" he says. "I'll teach you a lesson!" He rolls me over quickly, lifting the back of my dress, and begins to spank my bare ass. He hits lightly at first, then harder and harder. I gasp, then cry out, squirming in his grasp, hating it and loving it at the same time. Just when I think I can't take any more, he stops. "Now you are ready for me!" he cries, rolling me back over.

He's right, I'm incredibly hot. My pussy is dripping, yearning to be penetrated. I've always fantasized being treated this way, and now it's happening. "Yes, take me, please," I cry. He pulls off his robe, and I stare at his stout dark cock, and his muscular body looming over me. He pulls my legs over his shoulders and enters me. I cry out at the incredible feeling. He fucks me hard and fast, and I am so excited that I come almost immediately. He smiles down at me, then begins a slow, rhythmic stroke with his cock. He leans over and kisses me deeply, and I open my mouth eagerly to his probing tongue. I realize that he is synchronizing the strokes of his cock in my cunt and his tongue in my mouth. I feel as if I am being double fucked, and I love it. I want to embrace him, but cannot with my hands still bound. Knowing that I am chained adds to my excitement. I begin panting and tossing my head from side to side. He speeds up his strokes, and we come together, I screaming and arching my back, he groaning and throwing back his head.

After a final kiss he withdraws, and I lie there in bliss. The proprietor then finds the key and releases me from the slave manacles, but only after I promise to shop at his store again. I'm looking forward to it!


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The Panties

The Panties

When Patty and Dale told me that someone was stealing their panties, I thought, "Oh, sure! Like there's a panty thief on the loose!" Dale and Patty are my really, really best friends, but on one of their wilder nights, those girls have, like, no idea what happened to their panties when they wake up without them the next morning. Their story about someone stealing them when they were doing laundry sounded like just about the lamest excuse that I'd ever heard.

Anyways, that's what I thought until a couple of pairs of my own underwear turned up missing from a load of clothes that I'd left in a dryer in the laundry room of our apartment house. I was really mad. The ones that disappeared were my very favorites and about the only two pairs I had that weren't, like, pretty raggedy. I didn't have a thing left to wear on a hot date, because there's nothing more embarrassing than having some guy pull down your jeans and see that you're wearing panties with these big holes in them.

"See what we told you, D.B.," Patty said when I told her some of my panties were missing. "Next time we tell you something, you ought to believe us."

Dale and Patty call me D.B., which is short for Debbie but also for Dumb Blonde and which I don't think is, like, very funny at all. They are just jealous because I have this long blond hair that drives all the guys crazy. If they were not my very, very best girlfriends, I would not let them get away with it, and I would for sure not let Dale tell all those dumb-blonde jokes that she teases me with.

Of course, when she heard that I had found out that their panty-thief story was true, she had to tell me her latest joke, which was about this blonde who takes her car into this garage because it isn't running right and when she goes back, she asks the mechanic guy, "What's the story?" The guy says, "Just shit in the carburetor," and the blonde asks, "How often do I have to do that?"

See what I mean? That is just dumb, not funny, and besides, I know a lot more about cars than Dale does, and she never even bothers to check her oil unless she can get some guy to do it, so she is not one to talk. I bet she doesn't even know what a carburetor is! Well, I guess I don't know exactly either, but I was not the one who told that joke.

Anyways, our panties kept on disappearing whenever we left a load of clothing in the laundry room. I even lost a couple of the ones with holes, and I only had two or three pairs left then, so I had to go to Target and buy some more, and I decided to get some of the thong kind, which was a big mistake because on those panties, the backside was this really narrow strip of cloth that got in my butt crack and drove me crazy, so I said, "Well, this is, like, too much, and we are going to have to find out what is happening to our panties."

For once, Patty and Dale agreed with me. The next evening, Patty went down and put in a load of wash, and we all went into my apartment to wait and see what happened. See, my apartment is right over the laundry room, and when the window in my bedroom is open, you can hear just about everything down below. Usually, that is a big pain, especially when some fool decides to do laundry in the middle of the night, but when you are trying to catch a panty thief, it is a big help.

We sat next to the window and listened while the washer ran through its cycle. We sat there for a while longer when it stopped, and Patty was just about to go down and put her clothes in the dryer when we heard the laundry-room door open and close. We all ran down the back stairs, and when we threw open the laundry door, there was this guy Larry standing by the washer with a wet pair of Patty's panties in his hand. You should have seen the look on his face when he turned and saw us!

Larry lives in our apartment complex, and we used to see him around, but he seemed kind of shy and would never say much of anything when we met and would just kind of nod and say hello. We never paid a lot of attention to him, because he was okay-looking but not, like, you know, a real handsome guy. I guess he was the kind of guy that you'd expect to steal panties, because he wasn't very likely to get his hands on them any other way.

"Are those your panties, Larry?" Dale asked him.

His face turned bright red, and he mumbled something that sounded like a no.

"I didn't think they were," Dale said. "I believe those belong to Patty, and I wonder what the police would say if we called them and told them that some guy was going around taking girls' underwear. I think they might like to have a long talk with him. Don't you think that's what would happen, Larry?"

Larry looked like he was about to cry. "Please don't tell anyone," he begged. "I promise to give you back all the panties that I took. Just don't call the police. Please."

"I think we'd better go up to Debbie's apartment and talk about that," Dale said.

She stood aside and motioned for Larry to lead the way, and when he was walking past her, she swatted him on the bottom of his jeans, and he jumped about a foot in the air. All the way up the stairs, he kept looking back over his shoulder like he was afraid she was going to do it again. When we got to my apartment, he started pleading with us not to tell anyone. Dale said that, okay, we would not call the police, but he would have to bring back all the panties and he would have to accept a punishment from us. Larry got a real funny look on his face when she said that.

"What kind of punishment?" he asked.

"I'm not sure," she said. "Why don't you go get the panties right now, and we'll be thinking about a punishment while you're gone."

After he left to go up to his apartment for the panties, Patty asked Dale what in the world she meant by punishment, and Dale just grinned and told her to wait and see. Like she didn't even discuss it with us at all, which was not a surprise to me, because Dale is always really, really bossy, and I'm sure she had already made up her mind what was going to happen to poor Larry.

Instead, she told us another dumb-blonde joke, which I was really not in the mood for, but she went right ahead. It was about this blonde who was walking down the street with one of her boobies sticking out of her blouse. This cop came up to her and told her that he was going to have to give her a ticket for indecent exposure, and she asked him why. "Because one of your breasts is exposed," he said, and she looked down at her bare booby and said, "Oh, my gosh! I left the baby on the bus again!"

I didn't think it was very nice to tell a story like that about a mom, but I didn't say anything, and just then Larry came back with this paper bag full of our panties, which he dumped out on the couch. Dale looked at them and said, "Oh my, Larry, you must really like panties. I think what you're going to have to do is model them for us."

"Model them?" Larry squeaked. "What are you talking about?"

"It's really simple," Dale said. "You go into D.B.'s bedroom, and you take off your clothes and put on a pair of panties, and then you come back and model them for us. That's not so tough to understand, is it?"

"I don't want to do that!" Larry said, and you could tell the idea really scared him.

"I don't imagine you do," Dale said, "but you've been a very bad boy and now you're going to have to take your punishment like a man."

She gathered up the underwear, stuffed it back into the bag and held out the bag to Larry. He stared at her like he couldn't believe what was happening, but he finally took the bag, and I showed him where the bedroom was and he walked back there like he was going to a hanging. Like his own hanging.

He was in there for a long time. When he came back, he was naked except for a pair of my nylon panties, and I guess they were the most modest pair he could find. They were like a little kid's underwear, light blue with lace trim at the waist and around the leg holes. They covered his whole butt, which is a lot more than I could say for some of the other panties in that paper bag.

Larry looked silly, but he looked kind of sexy, too. His face was so red it was like it was on fire, and he was hanging his head and wouldn't look us in the face. We were all sitting on the couch, and he walked back and forth in front of us a couple of times, walking real stiff like he was trying to keep his bottom from wagging around. When he had paraded past us a couple of times, he turned to go back to the bedroom and put on another pair of panties.

"Wait a minute, Larry," Dale said. "I think we've got a little problem here."

Larry stopped and looked at her with a real puzzled expression.

"Your penis must be pretty small," Dale told him, "because it doesn't show through those panties at all. We've got to be able to see it for the pictures we're going to take, so I guess I'm going to have to wrap a rubber band around your penis and balls so they'll show up better."

Larry's red face turned white. He looked like he was having trouble trying to catch his breath. He couldn't get out what he wanted to say, but you could tell that he didn't want anything to do with Dale's plan. She just reached over, picked up the phone off the table next to the sofa and started dialing.

"No, no! Wait! Don't call the police!" Larry said hurriedly. "You can do it. You can do whatever you want."

"I can put on the rubber band?" she asked.

Larry didn't look at her or say anything, but he nodded his head yes.

"And we can take photos of you?" Dale continued.

"You won't show them to anyone else, will you?" Larry asked.

"No, they're just for us," she answered.

"You promise?" he said.

"Absolutely," she said. "Cross my heart."

As far as I'm concerned, Larry was, like, a real fool to believe that girl, but I guess he was desperate.

"Okay," he said. "You can do it."

"That's very smart, Larry," she said. "And I want you to keep in mind that you better start obeying whatever we say, or the next time, I'm not going to stop dialing."

"I will," he said sheepishly.

"Good," she said, "because there's one other thing. Since you made such a big fuss about the rubber band and the pictures, I've afraid we're going to have to extend your punishment with a tiny little spanking. We're going to have to give you twenty-five swats on your bottom with D.B.'s hairbrush."

Larry's mouth fell open, and I thought he was going to say something, but he didn't. He looked pretty sick, though.

"Don't look so pitiful," Dale said. "You don't need to feel sorry for yourself, because you deserve anything that we decide to do. And don't forget that we're going to have photos of you. But don't worry -- we won't show them to anyone as long as you do just what we tell you to do until we think you have gotten all the punishment you deserve."

Larry stood there staring at Dale, probably wondering what kind of crazy woman she was. Finally, he said, "Okay, okay. Let's just get it over with."

"Good," she said. "You're being very smart about this. Now, I want you to take off those panties and come over here."

Larry didn't hesitate. He pulled down the underwear, stepped out of it and walked slowly over to where we were sitting on the couch. His thing was stiff and sticking straight out, but it still wasn't very big. Like four or maybe five inches. The head of it was pretty good-sized, though, like it was made for a larger one. It was a brownish pink, a lot darker than the rest of his thing, so it really stood out.

We were surprised when Dale pulled a big long, thick rubber band out of a pocket of her jeans. I don't know where she got that. Maybe she carried it around with her all the time to snap around guys' things if she was disappointed by how big they were. I wouldn't put anything past that girl.

She slid the rubber band over Larry's dick and balls until it was right next to his belly or whatever it is you call it down there. She twisted it and wrapped it around a couple of times, and then she made a couple of loops just around the balls, so they were bulging out and were really, really red. When Larry put the underwear back on, you could see his thing for sure now. You could even see the outline of the head.

I had already gotten my Polaroid camera for Dale, and she began taking photos while we told Larry how to stand and pose. I think the best one was when we had him sit on the edge of the couch and lean way back. That really made the bulge in his panties pop out!

Patty left for a minute, and when she came back, she had her home video camera. Larry looked even sicker when he saw that, but he didn't say anything. Patty started filming Larry as Dale told him how to walk around and wiggle his bottom. While he was doing that, Dale and Patty began singing, "It must be jelly, 'cause jam don't shake like that," and Larry got redder and redder.

They taped him in every single pair of panties that he had stolen, like maybe a dozen pairs, and most of them didn't cover up nearly as much as the first ones he put on. With some of them, almost his whole bottom was bare, and he wore one pair of mine that had a hole in the front so that it looked like his thing was peeking out at us.

I thought, well, now we have more movies of Larry in panties than anyone will ever want to look at even if they really, really like movies of guys in panties, which I am sure some gay guys do, but I think that even my hairdresser Tony, who is no doubt about the most gay guy I know, would get bored. Me, I would rather see movies of guys WITHOUT panties.

When Larry had paraded around in the very last pair, Dale told him that it was time for his spanking, but she said that he had too much hair and that would make the spanking hurt less and that he would have to shave it off. Well, that was a big lie, because Larry only had just a little bit of hair on his butt. And then she told him that it wasn't just the hair on his butt he had to shave but, like, all the hair on his body from the neck down. See, she was just being mean.

She got even meaner when we all crowded into my bathroom to watch him shave himself. I gave him one of the razors that I used to shave my legs, but I didn't have any shaving cream and he had to use just soap and water. Patty was taping the whole thing, of course, especially when he was shaving around his thing and on his butt. He was really having trouble doing his butt, and Dale told him that it had better be real smooth or his spanking was going to be fifty swats instead of twenty-five. He looked worried about that, so she told him that she'd shave his butt for him and it would cost him only ten extra swats. He said okay.

What a fool! You can talk about dumb blondes all you want to, but I think I would have been a little smarter than Larry if I'd been in his place. Of course, it would not have come up, because I do not have any hair on my butt. Not a bit!

Anyways, when she had shaved his bottom all nice and smooth, Dale got a long rope and tied one end around Larry's balls with a slip knot. Then she pulled the rope between his legs so that it came out behind him and threw the other end up over the shower-curtain rod. When she pulled down on it, the rope tightened and Larry went right up on his toes like some ballerina. His weenie and his balls were pulled right back between his legs, and he had to kind of bend over so that his balls wouldn't be yanked right off!

After Dale tied her end of the rope to the faucet in the tub, she took some shorter pieces of rope and tied each of Larry's wrists to the elbow of the opposite arm so that his arms were tight behind his back. He was, like, completely helpless, with his butt sticking out and his balls pulled way back underneath. You can bet that Patty took a lot of movies of him like that, and Dale shot some Polaroids, too. She even showed the Polaroids to Larry so he could see how silly he looked bent over like that. Mean! Mean! Mean!

"Okay, Larry," she said. "You are all ready for your spanking now. Thirty-five spanks with D.B.'s hairbrush on that cute little bottom. Right? Larry nodded yes.

"Good," Dale continued. "All you have to remember is that you're not supposed to make a sound. If you say a word, I'm going to have to start all over again and you get a swat right on those tender balls of yours. Understand?"

She reached down and grabbed his balls, which were now bright red and bulging out of the loop of rope. She squeezed to show Larry that she meant what she was saying. He gasped (which didn't count as a sound, I guess), but he nodded yes again. I mean, like, what choice did he have?

Patty and I looked at each other. It was pretty obvious by now that Dale was no beginner when it came to handing out punishment. I wondered whether or not she was some kind of dominatress or dominatricks or whatever you call it. If she was, I would not be surprised, though you would think that she would have told her very best friends about it if she was.

She made Larry count each time she whacked him on his bare butt, and it took a long time to get to thirty-five. She'd smack one side four or five times and then she'd switch to the other and swat it for a while. Larry was kind of whimpering, but he didn't say a word. I guess he didn't want to get his balls whacked. I would not want that either, though I do not have any balls, of course. But I know that if I had some, I would not want them whacked.

When she finally got to No. 35, she smacked him a really good one and stepped back and looked at his butt like she was proud of what she'd done. His bottom was just as red as his balls now, redder probably, and I felt a little sorry for Larry. Even if we were going to let him keep the panties, they would not be worth this.

"Okay, Larry," Dale said, "we'll let you rest for a minute or two before Patty and D.B. give you their thirty-five strokes."

"Wait a minute!" Larry screamed. "That wasn't -- "

SMACK! Dale hit him on the left side of his butt as hard as she could, and whatever he was going to say just stopped right there. He gave a little moan, but he shut his mouth tightly like he was biting his lips.

"What a shame, Larry," Dale said. "You forgot and talked! Now I'm going to have to start all over again." She paused for a moment to let that sink in. "I tell you want, I'm not going to hit your balls, but you must absolutely not make another sound while the three of us are spanking you. Understand?"

A couple of tears were running down Larry's face, but he nodded yes. Like I said before, what choice did he have?

I couldn't believe the spanking the poor guy got. Dale gave him thirty-five more. It didn't look like she was hitting him as hard this time, but his butt was already so red that the swats must have hurt a whole lot. Larry didn't even whimper. There were a few groans as he got thirty-five more from Patty, and there were more tears coming down his cheeks, but he didn't say anything.

Then it was my turn. I had decided to let him off really easy, because I felt funny about whacking someone, especially when his bottom was already so sore. But the hairbrush made a nice smack when I hit him, and it was kind of fun to see his little bottom jiggle. You could see him tighten it up as he waited for each new swat. I thought, well, this is kind of cool. I thought of some other guys that I'd like to do the same thing to, and that turned me on more. I guess maybe by the time I was finished, I didn't let Larry off so easy after all. He was really bawling now, but the funny thing is, his hard-on didn't ever go away. His thing was stiff as a carrot!

"That's all the spanking for now, Larry," Dale said as she untied his balls. "You did fine, but I want to remind you that you still have to do everything we say or you may find yourself right back in the same position. When you modeled our panties, it wasn't really as good as it could have been, so you're going to have to have a few more lessons before we let you go"

She had untied his arms as well as his balls by then, but Larry didn't try to get away or do anything. He just stood there hanging his head, with his red butt and his little thing sticking straight out, and it was obvious that we could do anything we wanted to him now. It made me feel, like, sort of powerful and turned on at the same time, and I suddenly realized that the panties I was wearing had gotten wet. It was funny. Not funny hah hah, but just funny. You know what I mean.

Dale said that we should all go back into the living room, because the fun was about to begin. I thought it had already begun a long time back, but I didn't say anything. I didn't want to hear another one of Dale's blonde jokes, and she always tells one if I make her mad. We girls sat down on the couch again, and Larry stood in front of us, not even trying to hide his boner.

"I think your little penis could use some relief, Larry," Dale told him. "Why don't you show us how you masturbate?"

"What?" Larry asked in astonishment.

"You know," Dale said. "Jack off. You know how to do that, don't you? We don't have to show you everything, do we?"

Larry didn't answer, but he grabbed his thing in his right hand and started jerking off, going real fast like he was trying to get it over with.

"Slow down!" Dale ordered him. "Take your time so we can get a good long look. Enjoy yourself, Larry."
He slowed down, but he didn't look much like he was enjoying it at first. Then he started to get into it, and he began breathing hard. He looked like he might get off any minute. "When you cum, I want you to catch it in your other hand," Dale said. "Understand, Larry?"

He didn't answer, but he raised his left hand until it was just under the head of his thing, and when he started squirting, he wrapped that hand around the end of his thing so that the stuff all landed in his palm.

"Now eat it," Dale demanded.

He looked up at her and he looked really upset, but he did it. He licked the stuff right out of his hand. He did not look like he enjoyed it much, but that stuff does not taste so bad, you know? I do not swallow all the time, but I have, like, maybe, two or three times, and it was okay. I do not know what it would be like eating your own stuff, but it could not be that much different.

Patty had taped the whole thing, of course. Larry was getting in deeper and deeper. He probably should have taken his chances with the cops in the first place, because I do not think they could have been as bad as Dale.

She made Larry kneel down in front of her and tied a towel around his eyes for a blindfold. Then she yanked up her short skirt. Surprise, surprise! She didn't have on any panties, and I know that Larry hadn't stolen so many that she had none left. That girl knew this moment was coming up all along. She grabbed Larry behind his head and pulled his face down between his legs.

"Okay, Larry, get that tongue busy," she ordered.

Patty and I were, like, stunned. We sat there with our mouths hanging open and watched Larry licking Dale down there until she got off real big, and then she pushed his head away and said, "Next!"

Well, I was not going to do it, but Patty jumped right up and stripped off her jeans and panties, and she took Dale's place. Larry got busy, and when Patty started cumming, I though, oh, well, I will not be a party pooper, and I pulled down my underwear and kicked it off, and when Patty got finished, I was ready to go.

Larry was pretty good at licking, which kind of surprised me, and I was getting real hot when I had an idea. I told him to stop for a minute, and I turned around and got up on my knees on the couch and told him to go ahead again and this time my butt hole was waiting for him. This is something I like a lot, but most guys do not want to do it, so I thought, well, this is a good time for it, because Larry can't say no.

"Great idea!" Dale said.

"Yeah, way to go, D.B.," Patty added.

They both got real excited, and after he had licked on my backside for a while, they had to have him do it to them, too. I didn't think that was fair, because I had not got off yet, and I thought Patty was going to have him keep licking her bottom all day. I wondered whether she had ever had a tongue in her butt hole before. If she hadn't, she had sure found something she liked.

Finally, I got my turn again, and I had him lick my front this time, and I just laid back on the couch to enjoy myself, but you know Dale. She had to spoil it. She said that I had had such a good idea that she would reward me with a little story. I knew that another one of those dumb-blonde jokes was coming, just when I wanted to concentrate on Larry's tongue between my legs, so I tried not to listen, but that was, like, impossible, as you can imagine.

"This motorcyle cop pulls up alongside a car that is speeding on the freeway," Dale said. "When he looks inside, he sees that this blonde is driving along knitting. He gets as close as he can and yells, 'Pull over!' The blonde looks up and shouts back, 'No, it's a scarf!'"

Well, that was just about her dumbest joke yet, because what would make the cop think that woman was knitting a pullover? But I didn't say anything. Larry was really going to town on my, you know, clit, and that was all I wanted to think about, and in about a minute or two, I had a great one.

That was not the last one, either. Before we got through with Larry, we made him go down on each of us two or three times more, and each time, we made him lick our butt holes, too. Whenever his thing got hard again, we told him to jack off, so he had a very busy evening. I was getting so turned on by all this that I practically came whenever he stuck his tongue up my butt. Now I know what they mean when they talk about a power trip.

When we were all worn out, we made Larry jerk off one last time. He shot out a lot, which surprised me, because I thought he'd be all out of stuff by then. It was probably more than he wanted to squirt, because Dale made him eat that, too, and Patty got some real close-ups of him with the stuff dripping out of his mouth. He had got off, like, five times, so I guess he was having a pretty good time after all.

"That's it, Larry," Dale told him. "I think you ought to be very grateful to us for the lessons you've learned. We're through with you for this evening, but I want you to remember that we have some very interesting videos of you, and I want you to come and watch them with us whenever we ask you to. Now tell us all thanks."
Larry mumbled through the thank-you's, looking more embarrassed now than ever. You could tell he wanted to get away as quickly as he could.

"As a reward, Larry," Dale said, "I want you to pick out a pair of panties and put them on."

I thought he would choose that pair of mine he'd worn first, the ones that covered him the most, but he picked a pair of Dale's that were tiny and showed the outline of his thing. And it was hard again!

"Okay," Dale said, "you can wear those back to your apartment and pick up your other clothing tomorrow."

Larry started to protest, but she held up one warning finger, and he just turned and went out the door wearing nothing but his new panties. The three of us began giggling and before long we were laughing so hard that we were rolling around on the couch. Finally, we had to stop to catch our breath.

"You know," Dale said, "this reminds me of a story."

Oh, no, I thought, here it comes.

"There was this blonde -- " she began.


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