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Chapter 1

Dan Fremont grunted. His head was pulsing with unrelenting pain, and it was the kind of pain that might have killed a small Animal. Gradually, he realized it was nothing more than an intense hangover. It was pulling him away from his dreamless slumber, which annoyed him, thank you very much.

He grumbled as he pulled himself out of bed, throwing the sheets over as got up to walk towards the bathroom. He kept his eyes closed tight, not wanting the dreaded sun coming through the window to hit him. So he shuffled along, Every sound seemed amplified with serious annoyance as he sought an end to his pain.

Though admittedly wanting stuff to end was what got him in this situation, Dan admitted as he grunted, his eyes slowly opening as he reached the bathroom, even the dimmed room feeling too bright.

Where’s that Advil at? He wondered as he shuffled through the medicine cabinet. He eventually found some Ibuprofen, at least a five-hundred milligram. Version. He was tempted to take the whole bottle at that moment, though he settled on six capsules, that would surely be enough to get him through the day. He tried remembering what happened last night but it came across to him as a blank.

Fully racking his brain, all he could remember about what happened last night was that he had been off at Succubus, a local strip club his friend Dave took him to. It had been a way of washing his troubles away and, as his friend put it,

“‘Get you out there, see some good tits, and just let you forget all about Vanessa.’

He shuddered more as he moved to turn on the water. He waited till it finally warmed up before he began running his fingers under it, then leaned down to splash the water in his face. The warm water brushing against his face was really waking him up as he moved his neck back and forth, resulting in a nice loud pop.

“Gahh, fuck, that feels good,” he mumbled to himself. Dan stood up and looked into the mirror for a minute, staring at himself. He was a shaggy haired man with lightly tanned skin, heavy blue eyes, his eyebrows a little wild-looking. He wasn’t the most handsome man, but he was decent.. He looked down at his thin body: barely any muscle, with hints of fat around his gut. That was when he noticed something. There was an object on the third finger on his left hand. When he looked closer, he realized it was, in fact, a ring..

“The fuck?” he muttered as he reached over with his right hand, trying to pull it off. He found he was unable to. He looked again at the golden band, then reached over, grabbed some soap, and lathered his finger. That didn’t work, either. It seemed clear that the ring wasn’t coming off.

“Fuck, what the hell!” he muttered. The ring wasn’t tight; hell, he barely noticed it. It looked like it would just fall off if he let his hand down. But somehow it was sticking to him like it was actually glued to his finger. This was quite annoying.

“I’ll figure this out later, maybe get a grinder,” he grunted as he began heading back into his room. He didn’t think much of the ring, assuming it was a joke, something Dave had done to him. Dan stepped back into his room, and suddenly, he saw her.

She was lying in his bed, the covers over her body. She had pale skin, almost like a porcelain doll, soft cheekbones with ruby red lips that somehow reminded Dan of blood. Her dark hair was short, falling to just below her ears. She was gorgeous, the type of beauty that Dan had never seen before. He quickly assumed that she was way out of his league.

The woman stirred and let out a light moan, soft and tender as she lifted herself up on her elbows. The blanket slipped off her, revealing a pair of ample breasts with dark nipples. The newly visible skin looked as smooth as her face, without a flaw — no, wait, Dan looked closer and saw a smattering of freckles on her chest as she began raising her arms and yawning.

Her eyes were opening and closing quickly as she woke up, giving Dan a good look at them. They were storm grey, like thunderclouds. She examined him for a minute, and her eyes softened as she licked her lips.

“Hmm, hello, darling. Did you sleep well, my handsome husband?”

Dan’s eyes widened as he wondered why this woman was calling him her husband. He didn’t even know who she was.

He tried his best to remember who she was, but when he attempted to come up with a name, he came up blank.

“Um, hi there,” he said tentatively as he looked towards the stranger.

“Hey, darling, how’s your head? We were drinking quite a bit last night.” She let out a bubbly giggle.. “It’s fine, just hurts a little, But — I’m sorry, but who are you? What happened last night?” He groaned a bit and leaned against the wall. The light coming through the windows was burning his eyes. The stranger giggled again.

“You don’t remember? Well, I guess I can tell you, sweetheart. Last night you proposed to me, and I said yes. We went off and got married. As for who I am, well, I guess you can call me Annabelle, though the name I was using last night was Diamond.” She giggled more as she got out of bed, revealing she was wearing a white G-string that simply looked erotic on her. Wide hips were showing off a plump ass and long legs that went on nearly endlessly.

Dan admitted that if his head didn’t feel like it would crack open, he might have been turned on.

“Diamond… isn’t that kind of a stripper’s name?” he asked without thinking, immediately regretting it. Wincing, he didn’t even notice that the bed was instantly made as she walked over.

“Hmm, yes, it’s a bit of a stripper name, as you mortals call it, but I found it very nice when I chose it. Plus, you didn’t seem to mind using it last night, now did you, sweetie?” She kissed his neck softly and tenderly. Dan shuddered, feeling as though lightning was passing through his spine.

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I was just about to confide to him about mine and Madison's

"Good morning, ladies. Coffee?" I greeted.

"Oh, yes please," Becky replied.

She walked over to Ryan, put her hand on his back, and gave

"Morning, babe," Ryan greeted.

As I got up to the kitchen counter, Madison came up behind

"Coffee, babe?" I asked again.

"Yes please," she replied and kissed me on the

Both girls then pulled a chair out from under the table and

I grabbed two more cups from the cupboard and poured them

"Thanks Ad," they replied in turn.

I sat down and joined them all at the table.

"So, is every one raring to go this morning?" I

"Ugh! I forgot you were a morning person. Need coffee

"What's a matter Beck's, did somebody keep you up last

"You're one to talk, I saw what you did to Madison's

I spat a mouthful of coffee back into my cup and started to

After I calmed down I got up and emptied the remaining

I headed over to the patio doors and pulled apart the heavy

"Oh wow!" I said loudly.

"What?" a Madison replied.

"Come and have a look at this."

I opened the patio doors and stepped outside. The other

In front of us was a magnificent view of a lake, with a

As I turned around to face the others, I could feel the

"Shall we go kayaking?" I asked, trying not to

"I'm in," Ryan replied.

"And is that what I think it is?" I said aloud,

I hurried over to a large box to the side of Madison and

"We have a hot tub!" Madison cried out.

"Now we're talking." Becky added.

I found the control box and switched it on, and it roared

"It'll probably take a while to heat up though," I

"It's okay, we can use it later tonight," Madison

I lowered the lid back down to keep the heat in.

"So, showers and explore the lake?" I suggested as

We all collectively agreed and went back inside. After one

"Who's having the first shower?" Becky asked.

"I don't mind, I'll probably share one with Adam, if

"Oh yeah, three guesses what you'll be cleaning."

"Girl, please! You'll probably be using Ryan's cock as

We collectively laughed at Madison's visuals.

"Touch Mads! Touch ." Becky responded, with a

Ryan and I just looked at each other and smiled at the

I eagerly grabbed Madison's hand.

"Come on then, show me your cleaning techniques then,

We left Becky and Ryan in the kitchen and went to get ready

Becky wolf whistled as we walked past.

Madison jokingly flipped Becky the bird and they both

When we got to the bathroom, I closed the door behind us,

The shower itself wasn't huge but could fit the both of us.

Madison got in first and I followed closely behind her. She

Madison squeezed some of the shower gel on to her hands and

From there she pressed her body against mine and her hands

She held my cock in her hand, delicately washing it and

"Is it clean enough now?" She asked.

"Hmm, I think I could do with a few more minutes,"

"Oh, so you want the intensive clean then," she

She ran her hands over her wet hair moving the stray strands

She jerked me a couple of times, before taking me in her

Madison was just getting into the swing of things, when the

"Busted!" shouted Becky, she pointed her phone at

Madison screamed and gestured, but with me still in her

"Didn't your mother tell you not to speak with your

Madison clawed for the shower door and slid it back, while

She pulled me out of her mouth, to talk.

"Oh, it's on now," she said, quickly wiping the

I looked down at her and jokingly made a puppy whining

"Sorry babe, where was I?"

She took me in her mouth again and continued.

I could steadily feel the pleasure growing and myself

"Fuck, that feels good, Mad," I moaned out.

"Yeah, you like that, babe?"

She squeezed tighter and jerked faster and unable to hold

I offered my hand, helping her to her feet. When she rose, I

As we sensuously kissed she grabbed one of my hands, and

"I think I need a bit of attention now," she

I rubbed my fingers over her wet mound, and she moaned

I diligently worked her clit with my fingers, rubbing,

I stopped, much to Madison's surprise.

"Aww, Babe, don't stop, I was nearly there," she

"I know, but I want to try something. Try sitting

She sat down facing me and I dropped to my knees, I pried

"Oh Jesus," she cried out as I began to attack her

She ran both her hands through my wet hair and clutched at

"Umm, that's the spot, babe, right there," she

"Oh, oh, yeah, Umm!"

She was pulling my head in to her so tightly, I could barely

I upped my tempo and began lashing my tongue so quickly it

Madison's legs clamped around my head tightly, she

I could only hear muffled screams as her hands desperately

Her legs slowly loosened and my face was free. I immediately

Madison looked at my reddened face and cupped it with her

"I'm so sorry if I squeezed too tightly, babe, but you

I grabbed on to her knee and lifted myself up and ran my

We finished cleaning up and turned off the shower. I stepped

I opened the bathroom door and we both left to head to the

Becky was sitting on the sofa with Ryan, with both of them

"You better not be showing Ryan that picture you took,

"Too late," she replied.

"Let me see it," Madison demanded.

Becky turned her phone and waved it around, toying with

A picture of Madison on her knees, with her mouth full of my

"You better delete that, right now!" Madison

"Aww, but I was going to make it my new lock

"Don't you mean cock screen." Ryan quipped.

I snorted with laughter at Ryan's joke.

"Give it here," Madison begged.

"No way," Becky replied, holding the phone out of

Madison leaned forward trying to get the phone and fell on

They were laughing hysterically as Madison tried to clamber

I stood there watching this ludicrous display unfold in

Ryan's eyes widened as he caught a glimpse of her perfect

Madison grasped at her towel to cover herself up, before

"Ahem, sorry about that, Ryan. I didn't mean to give

"I... I didn't mind."

Becky nudged his arm.

"As for you Miss Becky Moore, I hope you know, I'll be

"Come Adam, we have revenge to plot!" Madison

She grabbed my arm and theatrically we stormed off to our

As we finished getting dressed, Becky and Ryan slipped into

I plonked myself down on the sofa and watched as Madison

"Damn it!" Madison yelled and then joined me on

"Come on now Mads, she could see that coming a mile

"Yeah, I guess," Madison replied, before picking

She quietly red through each page, licking the tip of her

Twenty minutes passed before Becky and Ryan finally emerged

Madison looked up from her magazine.

"Nice shower?" She asked.

"Lovely, thank you."

Becky carried on walking, when Madison called out.

"Oh, um, Becks', you've got a little spunk on your

Becky started wiping at her chin.

"Gotcha!" she said with a little smirk and

"Funny," she called back, before turning to Ryan

"I don't have anything left on my chin, do I?"

"No, it's all clean, babe." He replied,

I shook my head, laughing to myself.

They left the room and when they came back, they were all

Madison put her magazine down and we both got up from the

"Right then, shall we hit the lake?" I asked the

We all ventured outside onto the deck and eyed up the bright

There were life jackets in each one, so I bent down,

She slipped her arms in, and I fastened the buckles around

Ryan copied me and did the same for Becky, and we both put

I helped Madison into her kayak and handed her the long blue

We cleared the dock and drifted for a bit.

"Um, guys?" Becky called out, "How do you get

We all looked in Becky's direction to see her going around

"Stop laughing you guys," she said, starting to

She used her paddle to splash water at us all, in

When we eventually calmed down from the play fighting, we

We spent the whole afternoon exploring around the lake,

We tied up the kayaks, freshened up and all ate lunch

As evening approached, we all stood outside and watched the

As the sky got darker, Madison turned the deck lights on,

Madison stood by the hot tub.

"Hot tub anyone?" she asked.

"I just remembered, I didn't actually bring any swim

We all looked at each other.

"I don't think any of us did, did we?" I added.

"Do we need them?" Madison casually replied.

We all looked at each other again.

"What, like everyone get naked?" Ryan said,

"I mean, we're all friends here, right? And it's

Ryan looked at Becky as if to take her lead.

"Well, I'm game if you are," Becky added.

I lifted the lid off the hot tub and the steam plumed up in

"Well, it's definitely warm enough." I said,

"So, are we doing this?" Madison asked again.

"Yeah, come on, it'll be a laugh," Becky replied.

Madison, who was wearing one of her summer dresses was the

"Come on you lot. I'm not doing this on my own."

Becky was next, then Ryan and I took off our t-shirts.

Together, the girls were quickest to get naked and left two

"Umm!" Madison said, sinking her body into the

"Well, come on then you two," Becky coaxed.

"It's not like we haven't seen your tinkles

Of course it was true, Becky had seen enough of me naked

I pulled my shorts and underwear off in one go, exposing

With the three of us in, we all waited for Ryan to join us.

"Fuck it," he said and pulled down his shorts and

While I was grower, Ryan was definitely a shower, his long

With us all settled in to the relaxing warm water, we passed

"I know, we should play a game," Becky suggested.

"A game? like what?" I asked.

"How about truth or dare!" she suggested.

"Come on, that's a kid's game," I replied.

"What if we make it a little more adult and anything

We all looked at Madison, intrigued by her suggestion.

"Well, I like the sound of this. Boys?" Becky

"Okay. We're in," I said, speaking for Ryan.

"Okay, okay. Who wants to go first?" Becky asked.

"Shall we go clockwise from me?" Madison

"Okay, so I'll answer first," Becky confirmed.

"Okay Beck's, truth or dare?"

"Um, truth."

Madison pondered what to ask her.

"Which do you prefer, giving or receiving?"

"That's easy - giving," she quickly replied,

It was Becky's turn to ask the question now.

"Ryan, truth or dare?"

"Dare please, babe."

She looked at Ryan and then back at Madison.

"I dare you... to kiss Madison."

The dare looked to have stunned Ryan. He looked at Madison

I shrugged my shoulders nonchalantly.

"A dares a dare, dude." I said.

Ryan leaned forward from his seat, with Madison moving to do

After watching them kiss, I found myself with the answer to

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I pushed the boat away and motored almost silently down

The rain started less than two hours later, but I was ready

I made my way back to the dock with my fish, cleaned them

Kim was on her hands and knees over the top of an equally

Amy was still busy between Kim's legs, noisily licking and

"Oh god," Kim moaned loudly as I teased Amy's

"What the hell?" Amy suddenly asked, apparently

"I invited him," Kim said as she lay on the bed

"Why? If I wanted a guy between my legs I'd have a

"You seemed to be enjoying it just fine until a moment

"You asked him to MARRY you? Seriously? You two are getting

"Well, not yet. He hasn't said yes yet. But I think he

"Damn!" Amy swore quietly, pushing herself up to

"Oh god, Amy! Don't be so dramatic! Of course I still

"Have your new boyfriend. Let him do it all!" she

Amy’s Departure

"WHERE ARE YOU GOING?" Kim yelled out the door at

"HOME!" Amy yelled back as she started walking

"Come on. We need to go after her," Kim said,

"Go after her? Why? She'll come back."

"No she won't."

"Trust me. She will. It's six miles down the mountain

"You don't know Amy," Kim said sharply.

"Fine. I'll go get her," I said crossly, reaching

"Fine. I'll wait," she said with a bit of a huff

If anything, it was raining harder when I went out to get in

"So?" she snapped back.

"Kim wants you to come back up. She's worried about

"Big deal."

"So you're not coming?"

"NO!"

"You're sure. I mean it's a long ways down the mountain

"SO!"

"Just saying."

"Well, I don't have any intention of coming back!"

"You're sure?"

She paused for a moment and glared at me. "Perfectly!"

"Okay," I said, letting out the clutch and

I saw her long before she noticed me. But then I had an

"You ready to go back now?" I asked as she stopped

"NO!" she said, shaking like a leaf.

"You do realize that you won't survive the walk to

"So? It's not like you care."

"Actually I do," I answered. "But you're

"You don't want or need me. You have Kim."

"I hate to burst your bubble, but I'm not at all sure

"So? All you have to do is say yes and you're in the

"So?"

"You need money, she has money, lots of it. What's to

"Just between you, me and this pine tree here, I don't

"Bullshit. She's gotten into your pants and you're

I sighed deeply. "You know so little about me. But now

"I wouldn't do that! I care too much for her to ever be

"Well, good. I want to believe that; but you're being

"I'm not being stupid!"

"You're not being smart either. Hell Amy! Who did I ask

"Well, Me."

"And who did I want to be around on all those trips?

"True, Me?"

"So don't you think there's a reasonable chance that I

"But you're fucking HER!"

"I am. It wasn't like you were exactly giving me the

"Who said I was a lesbian?"

"Well, Kim actually said it. Kim made it clear you two

"Why do men always think that because two women enjoy

"Probably the same reason that women jump to the

"Typical man!"

"I could say the same thing. Tell me. Why in the hell

"BECAUSE YOU'RE FUCKING HER!" she practically

"Typical woman! Maybe if you'd have let me in instead

 "Look. I'm getting cold. I know you're fucking

"What if I don't want to?" She snapped.

"Your choice!" I answered, reaching down to start

"OKAY! WAIT!" she practically shouted. I stopped

"I didn't see that our conversation was getting us

"Fight for me. If I really matter to you, that

"Fight for you?" I asked, slamming on the brakes

"Fuck yes. If you wanted to keep me!"

"Keep you? Hell, I've never HAD you!" I said

"That's not my fault," she said quietly, looking

"Not your fault? I’m trying to treat you with

"It's not mine. Who else is there?" Amy said in a

I reached down and shut off the key and stared at her, the

I reached for the neck of the sweat suit top and held it

She lay there without complaint, as I knelt between her legs

"Oh fuck," she groaned as I pressed deeper into

"This what you want? You wanna be taken like a fucking

"Oh fuck!" was all I got in response as she lifted

She was ecstatic, crying out in joyful surrender, as she

"Uh." I grunted as my body convulsed and jammed my

We lay there for long minutes, both our bodies slowly

"You wanted me to force you?"

"You didn't force me. I didn't fight back, did I? I

"I don't fucking understand," I grumbled as my

"Or something. God I gave you enough chances. How many

"The message? Hell, I just thought you didn't like

"God, I'll never understand men!" she said shaking

"And men will never understand women," I answered

"The difference is that I wanted you. The other men, I

I had no words. All I could conclude is that I was from Mars

“Come on,” she said from beneath me.

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“Your Becky sounds like a very strong woman." Lady

"Actually," Mark said, blushing again. "She

She smiled sweetly and reached forward to touch his knee.

Mark nodded.

"Then she should be safe inside the Louvre, which is

"Thanks," he said. "I really, really

"She must be very special to you." Alexandra said

"Well, we're not in love, or anything," he said

"Were I you," Alexandra said, sitting back now and

"You don't look at all like you're from this

She nodded. "That I am, to a noble family of ancient

"No kidding," Mark breathed, earning a smirk from

She shrugged in a non-committal manner. "Suffice to say

Mark assumed that she meant Athos, Porthos and Aramis.

She laughed, a beautiful, crystalline sound. "Aye, even

"No recognition for you?"

She shook her head. "I dare not, my service to the

"You're like Wonder Woman." Mark laughed.

She looked at him and tilted her head. "Comment?"

"A fictional heroine from my own time," he said,

"It sounds fun," she sighed. "But I do not

He nodded. "I promise to try and not add to your

"You needn't be," she said easily, draining her

Mark thought about that. "Uh; a week to get to the

Alexandra nodded and considered. "The initial intense

Mark nodded. "Alright, what do we do? Run in with

She paused in her ruminations and looked at him for a moment

"Uh, may I ask a question?" Mark said somewhat

Alexandra looked at him and waited.

"If; you're one of the queen's ladies-in-waiting,"

The French woman smiled prettily. "I have been away

"Pretending I was from Spain got me shot." Mark

Alexandra raised her eyebrows. "Ah, tu hablas

"Nope," Mark said, holding up his hands. "Not

"Just call me Alexandra, cher," she said

He nodded. "Okay, Alexandra. What is our plan?"

"I shall think on that," she replied. "We

"Uh, okay," he said. "That doesn't sound too

"It is convenient, for one thing, but another is

"Okay."

"Would your Becky be hurt or jealous if you and I were

Mark thought about that for a moment and then shook his

"Bien," the woman stated, nodding and

"Never heard that, but I'm in," he said,

"And do not worry, unlike most people of this day and

"I'm pretty sure you could smell like a federal

She nodded. "Oui, but my mistress allows me to

"You're pretty complicated for a noblewoman." Mark

"A deserved indictment, no doubt," she sighed.

He watched from his chair as she slowly turned around and

Alexandra then lifted one leg and removed her short boot

Undoing the tie of her breeches, she wiggled them down over

She stood up straight and stepped elegantly out of the pool

If Mark's jaw could have literally fallen off, it would

"So, do you like what you see?" she purred,

"Now perhaps it is time for you to show me the man I

He couldn't do a thing about his hard-on, so he didn't even

He undid the tie of his breeches and bent over to pull them

"Men of days to come seem to be gifted." Alexandra

“Or, perhaps today, for you; my dear Alexandra?” Mark

He could feel his heart thundering in his chest as the

Her elegant hand slowly reached out to take hold of his

"And now," she said in a whisper. "We shall’

The lock on the door clunked before it flew open and in stepped

"I am back, mistress," the girl chirped as

"Do not worry, Lisette," Alexandra said

Mark blinked as he stared at the young woman who had just

"A new playmate, mistress?" she asked in

"For now," Alexandra said easily, smiling

"Oh, not that pain-in-the-ass again,"

"Perhaps, but we have time for some fun, I am happy

"Well, there's that at least," Lisette

"Close enough, my love," Alexandra giggled,

"And probably from some other time, if he's involved

"Wait, what?" Mark asked, his eyes widening and

"Ignore her," Alexandra said easily, smirking at

"He die of dysentery or something?" Mark asked.

Alexandra shrugged. "No, he got married."

"I'm still going to fuck him the next time I see

"Oh, sorry," Mark said, somewhat embarrassed.

"A fair assumption, my friend;” the blonde woman cooed

"He is large, Mistress," she mused, smiling

"Umm, the men of days to come do indeed seem to be

Lisette's surprisingly well-kept fingernails grazed along

His fingers found their way into her lush, golden hair,

Alexandra was living proof of that theory.

Lisette moved in and began kissing her mistress' neck and

Alexandra’s strong lips held his glans and her tongue rolled

"Umm, he has a big tool, mistress," purred

"I think my friend is pleased with you, Mark,"

"That; sounds great;” he grunted, closing his eyes and

"Fear not, cher, we will not," Alexandra

Mark didn't know exactly what 'Roman medicines' had to do

"Are you any good with that tongue, man of the New

"Becky seemed to think so." Mark replied,

"Then Lisette will continue to see you your needs down

He marveled at her shining, slippery cunt, so tempting in

Lisette was almost shaven clean, which he could only assume

He could see Alexandra's tiny, pink clit just peeking out

He pulled the blonde down onto his waiting mouth, needing to

Alexandra sighed shamelessly and squirmed on his mouth while

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Mark was lying on his back, panting while Becky squirmed and

"Yes, Mark;” she gasped, her hands resting on his chest

Becky now began gyrating her hips in a circle on top of him,

"Hmm, good boy," she purred, smiling down at him.

"I've got the best teacher I could ask for." Mark

"You're so sweet, darling," she cooed, reveling in

Mark nodded, pondering her question. He had indeed brought

He took hold of her hips and slowly rolled her onto her

"Oh, Mark;” she murmured. "It's so good this way.

"Uh, God;” he breathed, shuddering as she squeezed her

"I don't want you to," she gasped as he hit her

She squirmed and writhed beneath him while he pushed up and

"Gonna cum;” he breathed, pushing down and straining.

"Uh! Yes, cum in me, Mark!" she wailed.

She pressed her face into a pillow as she screamed, feeling

Mark collapsed on top of her, both of them limp and

Becky finally slowly turned over, Mark's cock slipping out

"God, I want to find a way to have multiples of you

"Yeah, but won't I, like, blow up spontaneously, or

She giggled and bopped his nose. "Silly. Why are you

"Yeah, they said they're called the Temporal

"Oh, be nice to them, darling," she chided gently.

"Yeah, I guess," he admitted, knowing she was

"Boo, and then we couldn't fuck anymore," she

"I know it," he laughed. "I have to rest a

She giggled. "Well I do love to fuck," she

Mark rolled off her and lay on his back, staring at the

"That chronometer the agents gave me comes in really

She smiled. "You said they called it 'the Limelight Effect'

He nodded. "They didn't like it when I called it

"You said they had no sense of humor." Becky

He turned and looked at her. "How so?"

"Well," she began, turning on her side to look at

He considered what she was saying. "So, take you to

She nodded. "Precisely. I don't know about you, but I

"It's weird how you can say words like 'time stream' so

"It'll be fun," she said, reaching over and taking

"And yet I failed," he sighed. "I doubt I can

She giggled and took his hand, pulling him off the bed and

"So," she said finally, pulling his cock out of

He smiled slyly, feeling a familiar tingle in his cock at

"So here's a question," she remarked as she

He looked at her quizzically. "Dealers?"

"Sure," she said, nodding. "There must be time-travelers

"Yeah, that'd make sense," he admitted. "I

"I think we should find out," she reasoned.

"Exactly how much time-travelling do you think I'm

"Well, we know you have no future as a physicist, maybe

He couldn't argue with that logic and stood still while she

"In spite of my physics major, I also did a lot of work

"I feel bad about you bringing that jewelry to trade

"Oh, they're nothing, it's just old gold I never

"I guess I just feel like it should be me paying."

"Silly," she giggled again. "You're an

"Well, you got me there," he sighed, giving up and

"Ooh, you honey-dripper," she cooed, smiling and

He waited while she fixed his hair and then took care of her

"So, milord," she lilted, threading her arm

He nodded and walked over toward the time machine, his chronometer

"Combien allez-vous me donner pour ce

"Onze Louis," he declared, nodding. "Onze

Mark looked at Becky, who was considering what he had told

The man counted out one hundred and sixty-six sous

"Here you go, milord," she said sweetly, pressing

"Except my French sucks balls." Mark muttered as

"Well, you speak Spanish, so we'll pretend you're from

"You'd be stupidly good at Larp, you're really getting

Larp?”

Live action role playing. Any other hidden talents I should

"If I told you then they wouldn't be surprises,"

"Well, at least you're a woman, most of the girls I

"That's because they're teenage girls, who are, by

They walked down the cobblestone rode, attracting the

"You are dressed rather unusually to be

Mark stuttered. "Mark, uh; mon nom; es;”

"Marco," Becky interjected suddenly, relieving him

"I thought I was from Madrid." Mark whispered out

"Shut the fuck up, I'm thinking on the fly here!"

"What did the Spaniard say?" asked the

"A curse of our association," she said

"A rather unusual arrangement," grunted the

"The Wolves' Inn?" Mark muttered out loud, knowing

"Be at ease, my friends," Henri said,

He turned and pointed down the road. "There, you can

"Yes, good sir, and we thank you." Becky

"Ah, well, yes," he said, blushing and

And with that, the man waddled off.

"He seemed nice, I guess," Mark mused as they

"We just need to mention his name when we get to the

But then, she was fucking her former student who was a

Ignoring the stares of the townsfolk, they continued down

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What had happened before? I was going crazy. Although he was not my son, I should behave as if he was and, however, I got turned on twice because of him; I have never found myself in this situation. And what was happening to my body? I’ve never been so hot, not even when I was younger. Maybe menopause felt this way? Maybe I was going through hormone change? No; I was 35 years old. It was not possible to be in menopause already!

Maybe I should visit a doctor; I’d have to look into my bank account to see how much we had left before going anywhere, however; Maybe I could try to control myself; Maybe if I learned how to tame the beast; Maybe if I made the lion tired before the meat came into the arena;

It was 11 in the morning when I opened my eyes. I had been cleaning my room until 2am; and I was so tired for everything that happened yesterday. I felt better today, however. The sunlight entering by the window made no need to turn on the light, and it already had activated me, so I got up from my bed.

My bedroom looked clean. A few were the times where it had been so clean, in fact. I went to the mirror, to see if I had a tired look, even if I felt very active, and I was surprised. My gut had been reduced so much from one day to the other. I could slightly see the so called, and desired, six-pack abs. My arms felt stronger too, and all my body was more fit. What the heck?

As always, I had my morning wood in sight. However, as I checked yesterday, now my rod was bigger. I still could not believe it. I grabbed my ruler again, which I left on my table for that purpose, and put it side to side with my dick. My mouth opened. It had grown more? 10 inches yesterday, 11 inches today? Maybe yesterday I did the measurement wrong; and my body? Did I look to the mirror wrong, too? Something was happening to me; Suddenly, I felt how my tip was feeling heavier and my cock was bending down slowly. From the tip of my cock, a big stream of continuous precum fell to the floor, and my tip went up again, once released.

“For god’s sake! I haven’t even touched you! How can it be;?”

“Chris, is everything alright? I’ve heard you shouting;” My mom opened the door suddenly.

“Mom! Knock the door, shit!” I said as I turned around to hide my penis from unwanted sights.

“Yes, yes! Sorry! I only heard you shouting and thought something was wrong! Come downstairs and have breakfast!”

“Yes;” I said to myself. “Yes!” I shouted louder, so my mom could hear me.

I looked at it and it seemed to be calming down. The puddle at the floor was visible, though, so I grabbed some handkerchiefs and tried to clean it. At least, my bedroom’s floor, as all of the houses’ rooms, was made of ceramic tiles, so it could be cleaned off easily. Once calmed down, me and my friend, I went downstairs to find my mom sat in the dining room while watching TV, eating some butter cookies with milk. The show was a documentary about the military actions made by our country in the last two decades. Interesting, but boring, as everything that came out from that silly box with a screen.

I went to the kitchen and picked a glass. The milk was on the table, as were the cookies, so I went there to have breakfast with my mom. This time, though, she was not naked and sweating.

“How are you this morning, mom?”

“Good, good! Thank you, darling. And thanks for helping me yesterday,” she winked.

“Oh, don’t worry. You were boiling; are you really okay? I mean, no fever or anything?”

“No; I’m okay, honey. I guess yesterday was a tough day;”

Today she was wearing not her typical pajama I guess that it got wet yesterday, I still didn’t know what had happened, and hadn’t understood yet why she had pissed, but I think there was no need of embarrassing her. She had a red sweatshirt on with blue trousers and her brown slippers.

“I’ve got to do some shopping today. I hope you won’t mind to stay a while alone here at home, babe,” she said to me.

“Ah, don’t worry. I will be watching TV or resting at my room. Don’t worry about it, really.”

She smiled, and kissed me on the cheek.

“Thank you, honey. I’ve put some pasta in the strainer. Take some tomato sauce and have lunch if I’m not here by midday.”

“Where do you have to go shopping? It’s almost 11.30 in the morning already. I mean;”

“Well, I have to go out of the neighborhood because I need to find some rare things. Just spices and so. Don’t worry, I’ll be fine and I’ll try to be at home by then.” Once said so, she stood up and went upstairs, leaving everything upon the table.

After a few minutes, I heard some steps going down the stairs and with a brief “Good bye, darling”, the front door closed. I looked at the door, confused by her hurry, but I continued on eating my breakfast.

After a while, someone rang the doorbell. Still in my pajama, with my green shirt, which looked a little bigger now because of my disappeared gut, and turquoise trousers, I headed to the door and looked by the peephole. Pauline, the nurse, was at the door. I checked out my penis, as if I got hard right now would be difficult to hide because of my absence of boxers.

“Oh, Pauline!” I said as I opened the door.

“Hi Chris! I was just passing by and I’ve thought that I could come to ask you how you felt. Is everything alright?” she asked with a wide smile.

I got astonished by how she was dressed. She was wearing a dark red top, which was so tight that not even water would fall between her big tits and which let her belly button breathe to the air, showing up her bright piercing. This all was covered by her wide beige long leather coat, opened so I could see her body, accompanied by a very short black skirt with white stripes, one of the shortest skirts I had ever seen and, in fact, I was asking myself if this was even legal, that covered half of the length to her knees, on which started those black stockings.

“Chris? What are you looking at, little boy?” she said, sticking out her tongue at me, showing me her piercing on it, and winking.

“Oh, sorry. You just look; er; beautiful today.” As I finished the sentence, I noticed that my phallus was starting to react to that view.

“Well, I just came in to see if everything’s alright and if I can help you in anything;”

“Yes! Yes, everything’s alright!” her not-at-all innocent look was turning me on and I had to put a hand on my trousers, trying to cover it.

She stayed there a while, looking at me.

“May I; come in? I mean, if you don’t mind, of course;” she said.

“Er; yes! Of course! Please, come in.”

I closed the door behind her, and invited her to sit on the dining room’s sofa. She seemed not to hear me, and once she arrived at the dining room, she took out her coat, leaving it over the sofa. I looked at her now uncovered body.

“Do you mind if I go a moment upstairs? I need to do something and I will be with you in a moment;” I asked her.

“You know, Chris, I think that whatever you have to do you don’t have to hide from me, don’t you think?” she said, getting closer to me. “You know; whatever I can do for you, just tell me;”

She grabbed my head and approached her lips to my ears, “I’m the best at almost everything I do;” she ended up whispering.

At that moment, my cock was already hard at its maximum, and when she finished talking, it let out some thick streams of precum, staining my trousers. She looked at it.

“Oh; you already came, baby?” she said, caressing my dick’s bulge and its tip with her right hand’s finger. “But I haven’t had any fun, yet;” and she put her wet finger in her mouth, licking it first and then biting it with a smile.

She knelt in front of me and took my trousers borders, grabbing them down. My long erect cock made not possible for the pants to get out of the way.

“I see that you are still hard; I like it; Let’s go for the second round;” and she licked her lips.

She grabbed my dick and forced it to a side, letting it go from the pressure of the clothes. It stood there, hard as a rock and curved a little down because of its weight and girth. Her face was priceless.

“Oh, my; is that true;? Oh, shit;” She spread her kneeling legs a little wider, and started to touch herself under her skirt, while with the other hand she took my cock. “I can’t even close my hand around it; Oh;”

While still touching herself, she started to stroke my cock, while whispering things to herself and moaning. My dick let out two streams more of thick precum. The first went on her top, that got covered with the fluid, and the second went right to her opened mouth under my dick’s tip, as she had been able to react not to let it fall. She licked the tip to assure she could have it all.

“Come on, Chris. If you don’t tell me when you are about to cum I cannot prepare myself to get it everything; bad boy; I see I will have to be ready even if I’m not;”

She opened her mouth and sucked the tip of my phallus, stroking it with her hand while still touching herself. The scene of this beauty sucking my dick while her top got covered in cum, with her round and tight boobs almost spilling out, was turning me on as I’ve never been. My dick spasmed four times, letting out with each spasm a thick thread of precum. I felt how her hand started to move faster under her skirt and her mouth was tighter at my cock’s tip. She started to moan and, all of a sudden, she started pissing right in front of me, spasming her whole body.

“Oh, shit.; Oh; oh.; Shit; oh, my god; ah;” she yelled, after letting go the tip from her mouth, while some of my fluids in her mouth escaped and fell covering her boobs. “Woah; it’s been the quickest orgasm I have ever had, little boy;”

“It’s; that was an orgasm? I thought you were pissing; I mean;”

“Oh; it’s the first time you’ve seen a female orgasm, isn’t it? Poor thing; But we haven’t finished yet; Don’t get too tired!”

She grabbed my bent down thick cock with both hands and continued stroking it, whispering words to herself and biting her lip every now and then.

“Lay down on the floor. I want to feel that cock pushing my insides.”

I did as I was told, feeling the cold floor on my body as she opened her legs and moved aside her soaked panties. Then, she lowered down her body, slowly, introducing inch by inch my cock inside her, spreading her labia with the help of her wet fingers. She couldn’t hide a scream when my tip reached her inside’s depth, and then started to go up and down. It was so tight, and I was about to explode.

“Pauline; if you follow like this;”

“Hmm; yeah, baby? What? Will you fill me up? I’m willing for that!” she said as she started to move faster.

“Shit, Pauline, you don’t understand; you; if I; I; Shit; Oh; Oh, my;”

My words were interrupted by a strange feeling in my stomach, similar to that sensation you feel when you are falling fast, and my body started to contract its muscles. I heard how Pauline let out a scream, as I saw how my cock started to pulse, as if it was a heart alive, breathing, inflating and deflating with every breath, which were accompanied by a cumshot, each, inside Pauline’s pussy.

My legs were hitting Pauline’s ass cheeks as I penetrated her with every spasm, and I saw how my cock was hitting her belly, which was a little bit larger than before. My balls were already soaked in my own cum as it was falling from inside Pauline’s pussy like a cascade, and with each pulse my dick made, a new cascade of cum came out, but it seemed that my cock was too thick to let it out all my fluids from her.

“Oh, shit, babe; this is; ah; better than what they told me; oh;” she said; as her hand moved down to her lower lips again, and started to move quickly. “Oh; shit; shit; here I come; oh; again; fuck; fuck me; I feel; ah;”

I felt how her pussy started to go tighter than before while she started to shoot fluids all over the place, and that made my cock to slip out from her, who was now shooting my cum too. She was laying down on the floor, looking at the ceiling while moving her hand on her pussy, just as I was, but in the opposite direction.

My dick was bent down, pointing to her, almost touching her cunt, still cumming and letting my fluids rest on her now empty belly, while she spit what, not so long ago, I thought was piss wetting all my cock’s bottom side.

After a while, my cock was soft and resting, touching with its tip the floor, and she had stopped cumming, but still panting.

“Oh; my; my God;” she said, “It was; was amazing;”

She stood on her knees and approached to me. She kissed my cock’s tip and licked the whole shaft with its tongue. Then, she grabbed it with both hands and, soft as it was, she introduced it in her mouth and sucked it as deep as she could for a while. I felt her tongue piercing touching my skin, and that made my cock to go a little bit hard.

“Woah;” she said letting my cock go and rest, “I love your cock; We should clean all this and take a shower, however, shouldn’t we?”

“Are you sure you don’t want me to give you some clean clothing?” I asked her, when she was about to open the front door, pointing her stained top.

“Don’t you worry, darling. My coat will keep it safe until I get home. Let me do something first, though;”

She let out the door knob and turned to me. As she knelt, she pulled down my pants, letting my cock free again, moving freely side to side by the impulse, soft but still huge.

“I’ve got to taste it again;” she said as she covered the top of it with her mouth.


She started to play with her tongue and her piercing, caressing my frenulum. Quickly, it started to grow again.

“Come on, Pauline, haven’t you had enough?”

“Of this immense cock and your delicious honey? Never;” she said, freeing her mouth for a moment and then returning back to her duty.

She started to stroke it with her right hand at the same time I was feeling her piercing making circles all around my tip. I felt how a thick stream of precum came out. She opened her mouth wider and helped to let it all out with both hands.

I was seeing how every stream and drop of it fell on her tongue, and this made another precum shot to leave slowly from my tip, following the marked way of the previous one, directly and smoothly to her tongue, while she smiled. When it finished from leaking, she licked all my shaft from the bottom until the top.

“Enough,” she said with a little trouble.

She quickly stood up, leaving my penis rock hard hanging and waiting for more, kissed me on the cheek and opened the door. Before leaving, though, she looked at me and, with her hand on her head, as a military would do to salute, she said goodbye with a wink and left.

“Bye;” I said astonished, as the door closed.

She left his home with pain in her crotch as she walked away, but somehow happy. It had been one of the most pleasurable feelings she had felt in years, and much better than they already promised. She turned the first corner to the right and, after two more streets, she turned left where there was a payphone being used.

She turned a little, so the man in the telephone booth was not able to see her and, once sure that nobody saw her, looked for the little test tube in her coat that they had given her and spilled inside the sample kept in her mouth.

The telephone booth opened and the man inside left. She stayed there looking at the phone. And then, it rang.

“O, four, one, five, one, four, o, five,” she said to the phone; and the phone hang up.

She heard someone knocking on the booth.

“Yes, wait a moment, I’ve already;”

Three gunshots broke the calm that ruled until that moment, as she felt how the warmth of her own blood started to draw on her clothes the stain of her death. The silhouette’s hands, wearing black leather gloves, started to touch her body searching for something.

“Here it is;” the voice said and, then, started to walk away.

Pauline tried to shout, as everything was fading to black and her voice was not much louder than a whisper, and she knew that once she closed her eyes, she would never see the light again.

Lugma was looking through the microscope. That sperm sample that they gave her was supposed to have other aims, but she had been able to keep a little bit from it so she could do some more investigations and tests. She had the feeling that she could find something new after all these years.

In fact, she had found that the spermatozoon were much bigger than they were in other sperm samples, but this wasn’t worth all the effort she had made with the project she was in. She had to found something, and she knew it would be soon.

Grabbing a drop of the stabilized sample, she put it in a microscope slide.

“Come on, little babies, show me something I want to see;” she whispered to the sample.

She grabbed one of the ovule samples next to her and put it mixed with the sperm onto the microscope slide, ready to add the activation enzyme. Before she could do anything else, though, her eyes went wide.

“What the;” she said, “Are they; attacking the ovule?”

The spermatozoon were all going to the ovule, though they shouldn’t as it had not been activated yet, but they weren’t trying to enter in it. They were working all together to kill it.

Astonished as she was, she hit the table which made one of the funnels to fall aside, hitting the Bunsen burner which ended with the flame pointing to the sperm samples on the test-tube rack.

“Shit! No, no, no, no, please, please, please;” she said, while trying to grab the Bunsen burner and put it aside. But the last two test-tubes with samples had already burned.

“Oh; no; please; come in; I can’t bel;” she stopped the sentence all of a sudden. She looked at the samples’ content spread on the table, where they should be now burned and clearly unusable. However, they did not had any sign of damage.

She put closer to her eyes her big glasses so she could look at it better, and grabbed a microscope slider and a dropper to put into it some of that sample. She looked at it in the microscope.

The phone rang.

“Kilinger here,” he said when he answered the phone. “Yes; okay, I will be there in a minute,” and he left her office.

“What is it, Lugma? What have you found?” asked Dr. Kilinger when he arrived to t

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It was raining. The sky was preparing a perfect atmosphere for the news that were about to come. The lights at the cold room were flickering with that yellowish tonality, as the phone started to ring. Tina answered. “How did it go? Please, tell me he’s alright; Please;”


"Tina; I’m; I’m sorry. We have done all that was in our hands;“ said a voice through the phone, "Brad has passed away, his wounds were too;"


Tina hung up the phone. She sat on the chair that rested side to side with the wood table upon which the phone was now quiet, as tears started to caress her cheeks. She gave a glance in the crib with the slept baby that had no more than a few weeks. Poor child. She stood up, and approached to the baby. She caressed the hair and face of that little hazel haired angel."It seems we are alone, now, Chris; I won’t let you walk alone in this world."She undid her nurse uniform and let it fall on the floor, feeling the cold winter night deep on her nude skin.

It was raining. The sky was preparing a perfect atmosphere for the news that were about to come. The lights at the cold room were flickering with that yellowish tonality, as the phone started to ring. Tina answered. "How did it go? Please, tell me he’s alright; Please;”


"Tina; I’m; I’m sorry. We have done all that was in our hands;“ said a voice through the phone, "Brad has passed away, his wounds were too;"


Tina hung up the phone. She sat on the chair that rested side to side with the wood table upon which the phone was now quiet, as tears started to caress her cheeks. She gave a glance in the crib with the slept baby that had no more than a few weeks. Poor child. She stood up, and approached to the baby. She caressed the hair and face of that little hazel haired angel."It seems we are alone, now, Chris; I won’t let you walk alone in this world."She undid her nurse uniform and let it fall on the floor, feeling the cold winter night deep on her nude skin.

She grabbed her dark blue dress, which rested upon one of the empty beds and her blue cloche hat, and dressed to leave from that hell of a place. She had to do it fast, since if she got caught the baby would be taken by the government. Carefully, she put Chris in the portable bassinet in which they had brought him, kind of heavy, and, putting some extra robe over it, she grabbed her umbrella and her coat.
Before leaving, she took a glance to that room in which she almost had lived 24 hours a day for many years. That week; maybe they won the war, but she had lost the two most important people in her life; and now she had to take care of the one who surely would become the third.
Chapter Two.

I opened my eyes and I found myself covered by the blankets of my bed, looking at the ceiling of my room. I felt like if someone had been playing pool, and my head had been the ball. Touching every inch around me, I tried to get my alarm clock on my bedside table, just to find out I had been sleeping all day. It was 4 in the afternoon.

"I know I always say it, but I won’t have another alcohol drink in my hands for years, I swear,” I thought to myself.
I turned on the light with the switch next to the bedside table, which gave me a first glance of my room. At least at first sight, after my birthday party, it seems that I got to my bed without breaking anything; though I remember not much at all from the night before.
I stood up slowly, and looked at the mirror that I had on the wall at the feet of my bed, just to see if I looked decent so I could avoid to hear my mom yelling at me for being so irresponsible.

My face and skin looked pale, as it used to, but the bags under my eyes betrayed my history of being a good boy. My short dark brown hair was a little bit tossed, but not anymore than the hair of anyone who would have been sleeping all night, and all day. My beard, of the same color, was in its perfect length, I try always to shave so I leave it long enough to make the impression it has been shaved like two or three days ago, even if it means shaving a little bit every two days.

I turned a little, just to show myself my side so I could see the gut that had been there the last couple of years. Forcing it so it would get bigger, I grabbed it with both hands and gave it some slaps. It was not a huge belly, but for sure it wasn’t sexy. Maybe if I kept the promise of not drinking anymore alcohol it would disappear or, at least, it would do it faster. In this view, however, with my pajamas’ blue trousers having a morning wood, whatever my body would look like I wouldn’t be sexy at all.

I put the pajamas’ shirt that was upon the bed on, turned off the light and left my room, closing the door behind me so my mom wouldn’t see the mess. I walked fast all along the corridor to the bathroom, I didn’t want to find my mom face to face with a hard on in my pants, and I relaxed while trying to remember something from the night before. The only thing that came to my mind were some flashes of my drink in my hand and; nothing else. I closed the bathroom door, once inside.

My angry mom was waiting behind the bathroom door when I opened it, with her arms crossed and her black dress-like pajama on. She was young, in fact was the youngest mother of all those that I’ve actually knew, and the prettiest, too, only seventeen years older than me.

She was a little bit shorter than me, just half a handspan, and I was like 6 foot 1, so she would be about 5 foot 9 in height. Her long black hair, curly at the tips, fell covering her upper body until the height of her D cup tit nipples, that were hard because of the cold temperatures of that time of the year, and visible through the cotton clothing and resting upon her arms. She was fit, with wide hips that would have been the main focus of her entire body along with her tits if it wasn’t for her fleshy lips, reddish even when the rest of her skin was as pale as mine was. Her face right now, however, wasn’t very pleasing.

“What are you looking at? Do you think this is an inn? Do you think it’s normal to wake up now, the day of your birth, a day you’re supposed to spend with your family?” she said frowned.

“Well I; I was tired of;”

“Yes! I know very well this answer! Always tired. You don’t seem so tired when your friends ask you to go out!” Her words were stabbing my head with each syllable. She turned and started to go downstairs, “Anyway, the TV seems to be broken. Take a look at it!” finished yelling from the distance.

Since I was a child, I’ve always loved technology and all that it embraces, so in order to be able to make my own projects, I read almost every book I had the chance to read about. As a result, I had to take care of nearly everything that had a plug on it if it stopped working.

I went down through the stairs, passed the kitchen door where my mom was doing something I had no interest in, and arrived to the dining room. The TV was on a small table, a few meters in front of the sofa. I took the screwdriver that was inside the first drawer of the table, and started to unscrew the TV back. Then, someone ringed the door.

“Don’t worry, I’ll open the door, I wouldn’t like you to do anything that would mean an effort to you,” she said, clearly angry.

I saw her walking to the main door with what it seemed a glass of water in her hand, while I was kneeling in front of the TV. Before opening the door, she took a gulp of the liquid and let the glass upon the entrance hall table. She opened the door.

The TV wasn’t damaged, at least at a first sight. The main cable was simply disconnected from the power connector. However, before touching anything, I had to discharge the device’s accumulated electricity, so as not to get electrocuted. I stood up and went to the bear room, next to the kitchen, we called it that way because as a child, I had a teddy bear which was always in the washing machine as I got dirty very often. I needed to take a jumper cable and gloves, so I opened the toolbox and started to search for them.

“; you know we have our methods, Tina. And you know you are in debt with us,” a male voice at the door was speaking.

“I don’t care any of the bullshit you say! You won’t enter in our lives, so get the fuck out of here!”

“Tina, don’t make us do it the hard way; We’ve been waiting so much for this moment, and you know it. His father started this and he;”

“Fuck you, Charles!”

“Does he know it?”

“Get; the fuck; out!” After yelling this, I heard how the door closed furiously.

I stuck out my head from the bear room, looking at my mom.

“Mom? Is everything alright?”

She turned and looked at me.

“Yes, darling; everything is;” but she stopped as a paper went through under the door. “Everything is alright, babe. Is the TV repaired already?”

Without waiting for me to answer, she picked the paper off the floor and went to the stairs. She looked at me.

“Chris, come on, babe. Everything’s alright. Just someone that I hadn’t seen in years, and it wasn’t expected for him to come right now. Just; just forget it, okay? I’m okay; I will be in my room, I need to rest a little.”

She came to me and, suddenly, she kissed my forehead.

“Happy birthday, darling.”
Chapter Three.

Chris was looking at me with that confused face with which he used to look at me when he didn’t understand something when he was a child. However, he was so clever right now that I couldn’t remember the last time I saw it. I grabbed the paper off the floor, and I headed for the stairs. Chris was still looking at me.

“Chris, come on, babe. Everything’s alright. Just someone that I hadn’t seen in years, and it wasn’t expected for him to come right now. Just; just forget it, okay? I’m okay.” I tried to sound convincing, but I had to think about everything and needed time for myself to settle things up. “I will be in my room, I need to rest a little.”

Before going up, however, I went to him and kissed him on the forehead. After all, he was eighteen now, and he did not deserve that anything from our past could ruin his day.

“Happy birthday, darling,” I said, and I went to my room. Then, I remembered, “Please, this night have dinner with me. I’d like to be with you a little longer on your day,” and I winked an eye.

I closed my door room and sat on the bed while opening the card envelope. It had the government stamp on it, and was written with a tiny letter.

Dear Miss Willingberg,

The following text must be read only by the person who is directed to, written on the envelope. Any leak of information present in this paper will end in terrible consequences for those who are responsible of it.

We are sorry to bother you, but the last occurrences have made us to come to you after all this time.

As you may know, Brad Thornstrong was involved in some investigations for the military services during the last years of the World War II, in which you also took part as her confident and personal carer. Though the fatal fate he had to face at the end of his service, his samples were, and have been, studied since then, revealing interesting facts about our investigations.

Chris Thornstrong, his son, was given to you, as you demanded, though the government had to take care of and make some interventions considered illegal so as to accomplish your requests.

According to our investigations, Chris Thornstrong, could take a crucial paper into our experiments by the genetic concordance between the subjects.

With pity but hope at the same time, we beg your presence into the military services area on the following day of Chris 18th anniversary, so we can still maintain your situation as you requested time ago.

If our invitation was refused or not attended, we will have the obligation to recruit Chris under the command of Sergeant Stregson, as an important part of the government military investigations.

Hoping to see you on the following days,

Dr. Kilinger

PhD in Human Genetics

Please, scratch that line when finished

I couldn’t tell why, maybe because I was absorbed in my thoughts as I read the letter, I scratched that line with my nails. As soon as I did, little sparks came off the point where my nails touched the paper, and it quickly begun to turn to black, as if someone was slightly burning it with a lighter.

“What the;” Before finishing the sentence, the paper was all black and nothing could be read from it. How could I have been so silly?

However, the fucking letter was now the least of my problems. What could I do? If I didn’t agree, they would take Chris by force. This would mean they would explain everything to him, from her real family to all the stuff I helped to do during the war: nothing to be proud of. And what if they took Chris to take part into battle; oh, my God;

I started to cry over my bed, with the pillow covering my mouth so Chris couldn’t hear me, and I fell asleep.

I felt a warm hand touching my arm.

“Mom; Mom, wake up. Didn’t you want to have dinner with me?”

It was Chris’ voice. I opened my eyes and looked at the wall clock, covered with a warm cream light coming from the little lamp on my bedside table. Chris must have turned it on. It was 9pm! I should be finishing the birthday cake by now. Shit!

“Oh, babe; I’m sorry; I fell asleep and I; oh; I’m sorry,” I said as I stood up trying not to fall.

“Mom, don’t worry. It’s alright. Have you been; Are you okay? I mean; your eyes;”

“Yes, don’t worry. I must have been crying in my dreams. Don’t worry, babe.”

“That black paper. Is that the envelope that came from under the door?”

“Oh;” I said as I grabbed it and placed it again inside the envelope. “Yes. I don’t understand what would I want to read from a black paper; Come on, we’ve got a party to celebrate!”

We went down to the dining room, where I begged him to stay until I ended the cake, it was supposed to be a surprise, but I guess at this time he might have entered into the kitchen and had seen it, so I did not pretend to hide it anymore.

It was a two chocolate cake, milk chocolate on the bottom, cream at the middle, and white chocolate at the top, his favorite, though I didn’t cooked it every anniversary because the ingredients were very expensive for us, the cream, over all, and it took a lot of time to make, at least for me. This year, though, I had no job so the time was not a problem.

I opened the second drawer of the furniture next to the oven, grabbed a glove and picked from it a metallic label, previously washed and dried, and let it rest on the center of the cake. Now it was all done.

“I’m coming, darling!” I yelled.

I took the cake and went to the dining room, and left the cake on the table.

“Mom; It wasn’t necessary at all; However; don’t you think it would be better to have dinner first before the deserts?”

My face went from a wide smile to a “Fuck” that could be read from a mile away. With everything I forgot almost the most important part of it all: the dinner.

“Don’t worry, mom,” he said giggling, “I think the cake is big enough so we could eat from it for days. We can make the dinner with it. What’s that piece upon it?” He took it in his hands and read the inscriptions. “Brand Thornstrong; is it; is it from my father?”

“Yes, darling; I’ve been keeping it all these years so you could have it on your 18th birthday, just as I promised to your father before; well; you know;”

His eyes went wide open and he stood up from the table, hugging me and kissing me on the cheek with a tender “Thanks” whisper.

“And with that; what would you think if we go tomorrow to where your father worked? I can make some of the people who work there to explain you some of his battles and stories!”

“I would love it, mom! Thank you;”
Chapter Four.

My mom was waiting me at the door when I went down. She was wearing makeup, as she usually did when we went out, and a blue cloche hat with a dark blue flower on a side of it. Her deep green eyes made contrast with the color of the hat, but it all went away when the brownish coat appeared into scene.

“Mom; that hat does not make very well with that coat,” I said.

“Shut up, boy. I dress as I like to, and no boy can give me any lessons about colors.”

As I expected, the answer was the same as always. In fact, the hat she wore was a present from my dad, or at least, she told me so long time ago, and she wore it every now and then, even if it didn’t match with her other clothes. However, she always answered the “I dress as I like to” response.

“Come on, Chris, we are going to be late;”

We left the house and my mom closed the door behind me. We walked until the bus stop that was a few meters away from home, and waited until the bus came. It was empty, on Sundays, most people stayed at home, so we had a nice trip.

The bus stopped in front of the most beautiful buildings around that place. Not that houses there were ugly, but that building gave the feeling of having everything controlled, not only in security, but also in decoration, cleanliness, elegance;

We entered the building, and I saw my mom walk fast to a corridor. A tall man with a suit and an earpiece stood in our way. Before being able to speak, my mom showed him the black paper, I would say angrily.

“Oh, Miss Willingberg. Please, follow me if you don’t mind,” he said as he started to walk through one of the corridors.

The room was extremely high, though it had more floors above it for sure, and once in the corridor, the inner walls were made of crystal so you could see a little, or not so little, garden full of plants, with a fountain in the center, and little stones as the floor. My mom, however, didn’t seem to be so surprised as I was.

The man introduced a key into a hole next to the elevators, and a red light turned on. After a while, and with a ding-dong sound, the light turned green and the doors opened.

“Please, ma'am;” he said, moving his hand onto the direction of the elevator.

The doors closed, and we went directly right into the 9th floor. My mom was strangely silent.

“Mom, is everything alright? You seem; worried;”

“Oh, babe, it’s just I’ve not had a good night tonight; don’t worry,” she said, winking an eye, and the doors opened again after another ding-dong sound.

“Wait here, you will be attended in a moment,” said the guy.

As he disappeared with the elevator, I heard steps coming from nowhere, echoing through the empty room. After a while, a bold man with white beard appeared into scene, w

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“Sweetie. I can tell you from experience, you got talked into the best fuck you might ever get!” The waitress said with a crooked smile. “And if you have half a brain you’ll make damn sure you don’t let him get away without giving you a lot more of it!” She continued as she slid out of the booth. “I think I better go get your breakfast now." 

 I sat down in the space she vacated and looked down the length of the dinner and noted how many of the "old geezers” as she called them, were staring at us.

It took a few minutes, but she came back looking a bit freshened up, at least no longer sweating, and carrying plates of food which I was really craving now. “Anything else I can get for you?” She asked in a very businesslike tone as she knelt on the seat next to me. “I think you need your face wiped though. Let me.” she whispered as she planted a wet, sensuous kiss on my lips, followed by a shower of slow wet kisses that cleaned all of her cunt juices from my face. “There, much better.” She said as she pulled away, both of us panting and my cock once again hard. “If you need anything else…please let me know and I’ll be happy to take care of it.” She said with a seductive grin and a quick squeeze of my cock.

“No, I think this will do for now.” I said as I closed my eyes for a moment, wondering if I was going to get to eat or not, and not complaining one way or the other. She pulled her hand from my lap and got up, leaning over to whisper something I couldn’t hear to Amanda before walking away with a smirk on her face.

“So what did she say?” I asked Amanda after the waitress was gone.

“She said that if I was smart I would sit next to you and keep that cock hard so I can get fucked again after breakfast.”

“Ah.” I said as I tore into the eggs on my plate. I hadn’t realized just how hungry I was.

The rest of breakfast was quiet. Amanda ate without taking her eyes from me, and I wondered just what she was thinking. Finally after we had finished and the waitress had come and cleared the plates away, I asked her. “So tell me, what’s going through that mind of yours? You haven’t taken your eyes off me since we started eating.”

“I was just wondering how I managed to not get fucked by you sooner. I mean, she’s right, it was the best sex I’ve ever had. But then again, it’s also the only sex I’ve ever had with a man.” She said quietly.

“You were a virgin?” I asked incredulously.

“Not exactly. Just not with a real cock. I mean I’ve done things with lots of toys, and even played around a bit, but I haven’t ever been fucked that way before.”

“Well, I’m sorry it was such a public display then.” I told her, honestly feeling a bit like I had taken advantage of her.

“Oh don’t be.” She said as she blushed. “It was fantastic. I just wouldn’t have chosen to do it like this myself. But I think this place is definitely back on the menu for lunch don’t you?”

“Speaking of lunch. If we plan on getting the plane fixed we better get over to the mechanic.” I said standing up and digging through my clothes to find my wallet.

“Uh uh.” The waitress said as she came over to the table with a couple plastic sacks. “This one was on me.” She said as she wrapped her arms around my neck and planted a soft kiss on my lips, her hard nipples pressing into my chest. “And if you come back later you can have all the free lunch you want, as long as you make me cum like that again!” She whispered in my ear.

“Thank you. I think Amanda is already planning on coming back for lunch.”

“Oh good.” She said with a smile. “By the way, my name is Jenny.”

“Hi Jenny. I’m Mike and this is Amanda. I guess it’s always nice to know names, at least if you’re going to have sex.”

“Uh huh”. She added. “Don’t be a stranger now.” She said letting go of me. I stepped back and loaded our clothes into the bags and gave Jenny a quick kiss before turning and walking toward the doors. Every eye in the place followed us toward the door, including the few naked women that had showed up un-noticed someplace along the line.

It wasn’t a far walk to the mechanics, and there were a number of naked people walking around the streets, but it still felt really odd to be walking naked in public this way. I was beginning to wonder if it really was worth all this to get to into Amanda’s pants. I discarded the thought quickly. Of course it was worth it! And I had a feeling it would be worth a LOT in the future. I opened the door of Freddie’s shop and stepped into the cool, obviously air conditioned, shop.

“Can I help you?” A young lady said, standing up from where she had been bent over the fender of a rather expensive looking BMW Z4.

“Yeah.” I said, trying to pry my eyes away from the massive tits that were swaying tantalizingly on her slim frame. “We’re looking for Freddie?” I said as I took in her long blond hair and sparkling green eyes.

“You found her!” She said wiping her hands on a rag and walking toward us, making her tits swing even more. And now that the car was not blocking her crotch, her completely shaved mound was exposed to my view. “What can I do for you?”

“Well.” I said dragging my gaze to her grinning face. “We had some trouble and had to set down at your airport. The sign said to find Freddie here.”

“What kind of a plane is it?” She asked, her smile turning serious as she realized that I was there for more than just ogling her fantastic tits.

“Corvallis 350. Lost power and I saw a few dips in the fuel pressure before we put down.”

“Wow.” She said with a low whistle. “That’s a pretty fancy piece of equipment. Where is it now?”

“Sitting out on the taxiway. That’s as far as it would go.”

“Well, we better go get it before something happens.” She said as she turned and headed toward the office. She came back a few moments later with a set of keys in her hand. “Since you came in by plane I guess you don’t have a car.” She said with a grin. “And you sure don’t want to walk all the way back to the airport dressed like that, so how about a ride? I can take one of you.”

“I don’t need to go.” Amanda said quickly. “Is there someplace I can wait?”

“Sure. If you go into the back room over there you will find a nice little sitting room. No point in exposing you to all the guys who will drop in just for a quick look, if you know what I mean.”

“Thank you. It has been a bit; well, stressful walking around this way.”

“No problem” Freddie said. “OK stud, come with me!” she added as she headed to the back of the shop. As she led me outside, she pulled a helmet off a shelf and headed over toward a rather racy looking Yamaha sport bike. “You’re gonna need this.” She said with a grin as she picked up the full face helmet hanging on the handle bars.

I quickly pulled the helmet on as she did the same with hers and then swung her leg over the bike, giving me a quick flash of cunt as she mounted. “You know. There are guys in this town who would pay a pretty penny for the ride your about to get!” She said through the lifted visor, just before she hit the starter button.

I got the idea real quick that if I wanted a ride it was going to be behind her, so I stepped forward and pushed down the rear pegs. It only took me a moment to step onto the bike behind her and settle onto the small seat. What to hang on to was an issue, as was what to do about the hard-on that was sticking up between us.

“Go ahead. Wrap ‘em around me and hold on tight!” She said with a laugh as I tentatively put my arms around her body. Hold on tight was an understatement. By the time we had made the first turn out of the alley I had slid up tight to her back, pressing my hard cock between us, and grabbing a hand full of whatever I could around her waist. She accelerated quickly, to nearly fifty in a few seconds, and I squeezed her tight to hang on. Eventually I realized that one hand had a near death grip on a very nice tit, with a hardening nipple pressing into my palm. “Nice grip!” she yelled over the engine as she stopped at a stop sign; after which she cranked the throttle and rocketed back to fifty as if her tail were on fire. And a very cute tail at that. She took a few sharp turns, rolling to a stop in front of the maintenance hangar at the airport, almost before I realized we had arrived. “Here we are!” She said cheerily as she balanced the bike and pulled her helmet off, sitting more upright.

“Sorry.” I said as I unwrapped my arms from around her, reluctantly letting go of the handful of tit I had.

“No worries. It was the best grope anyone has put on me in a long time!” She said with a giggle as I climbed off from behind her. When I pulled my helmet off here was no doubt about where her eyes were looking as she leaned the bike onto the side stand and stepped off; making the swing of her leg take a little longer than was probably necessary. The wet spot on the bike seat where her cunt had rubbed was pretty obvious as she reset her feet after stepping off. She lifted one knee almost to her chest and set her foot on the seat of the bike, leaning forward to re-tying a short boot that looked to be tied just fine, at the same time allowing me an incredible view of her exposed, and obviously wet, cunt.

“So what do you say we pull your plane down here and let’s see what we can see?” She said as she dropped her foot and cast a quick glance at my hard cock bouncing in time with my heartbeat confirming that I had indeed taken advantage of the view she had given me. She walked over to the door and opened it using a key from the ring she used to start the bike, and walked into the gloom. In a few seconds the massive bay door began to lift open. Before it had gotten fully open I heard an engine start deep inside and a few moments later, an old airport tug came charging and smoking out of the hanger, squealing to a halt in front of me.

“Come on!” She called over the noisy engine, patting the narrow seat next to her. I stepped onto the unusual cart and dropped into the seat next to her just as she hit the gas and took off across the tarmac. “Don’t you just love the wind blowing in your hair?” She called as we drove down the long taxiway toward my disabled aircraft.

“Sure. I just keep mine a bit shorter!” I said with a laugh.

“Depends on where you look!” She laughed back, instantly throwing my mind back to the view I had of her shaved cunt.

“I guess it does!” I replied, my cock gaining some of the stiffness it had started to lose. She whipped the little cart around in front of my plane, almost too close in my opinion, and then hopped out to hook up the little tow bar. It only took a moment of tugging and jerking to get my plane’s nose gear to turn and connect to the tow bar she had unshipped from the side of the cart. With the connection made, she jumped back in and dropped it in gear. “And away we go!” She said jovially.

As we moved at a crawl along the almost mile long taxiway Freddie leaned over toward me so far her tit was pressing into my bare arm as she asked “So what does your wife think of you running around naked with other women?”

“Amanda? She’s not my wife. She works for me.” I practically shouted over the revving and smoking engine.

“Really?” She shouted back, a look of surprise on her face. “I wouldn’t have guessed, I mean after the diner and all.”

“Huh? What about the diner?”

“Well, I caught a little bit of your show over there when I stopped for morning coffee. I don’t think that Jenny has been that well fucked in years. Not since her shithead husband left her!” I could feel my face turning red at realization that she had watched part of what ended up being a very public sex-ibition. “Well, look at you all blushing and all. I never would have thought you were the bashful type!” Freddie shouted over the engine. “It’s kind of cute!”

I shook my head and looked over at her smiling face as we worked our way slowly down the long taxiway. My eyes soon wandered down to her tits, glistening in the sunlight with a light sheen of perspiration that was breaking out from the hot sun. Her glance back quickly identified where my eyes were fixed.

“Like what you see?” She called as she reached into my lap and wrapped one hand around my hard cock. “I have to admit your pretty damn good looking yourself!”

“Thanks!” I called back over the roar of the motor as we made the turn off the taxiway toward the hanger. Her hand was still in my lap, now stroking my cock slowly and almost automatically; her attention focused on approaching the hanger so she didn’t clip the wings of my plane as she pulled in. The roar of the tug grew significantly as we rolled into the hanger and made a fast U turn to point back out. I was impressed that she managed to make such a slick move. Not only that she had, but that she had done so one handed. Releasing my cock she reached down and hit the key on the tug, plunging us into silence. We sat in silence for several seconds before she slid out of the tug and walked off, coming back a few moments later pushing a tall tool box looking cart.

“Let’s see what’s going on here then!” She said as she wheeled it to the plane and unhooked a step stool from the side. I was surprised how quickly and how smoothly she located all the fasteners and had the cowling open; her body bent at the waist on top of the stool and her head buried into the engine compartment. I walked around the cart and looked at the screen of the laptop built into the cart; the computer in the airplane happily sharing its memories with the one in the cart. Freddie climbed down and stepped to the computer screen, poking a few keys and making small noises as her discoveries sent her mind off toward possible problems and solutions. For several minutes I thought she had completely forgotten I was even standing there, until she said “Well, it looks like the fuel pump failed, and that is one thing that is not redundant on these.” as she pulled several tools from the box, with a pair of mechanics gloves, and climbed back up on the tall step stool. As she leaned into the compartment and started working deep in the engine area, I stepped behind her, and was stunned by the view I had.

With her standing on the stool, her firm round ass was just at face level, and her bent body and slightly spread legs pushed her cunt out with a most inviting view. Her full outer lips were split by a pair of soft pink inner lips, glistening with tiny droplets of her moisture as they spread ever so slightly apart. It was all I could do to not just lean in and lick them, they were so inviting. I had been staring so long, and so intently, I didn’t even realize I was slowly stroking my cock and that she was looking back over her shoulder watching me.

“If it looks that good, why don’t you do something about it?” She said quietly, moving her feet as far apart as the stool would allow. My brain, fully overloaded with hormones, needed no more invitation. I stepped the few short feet between us and moved my hands to her firm ass. Giving it a gentle squeeze I pressed my face between her creamy cheeks and licked my tongue slowly up and down between her tender lips.

“Oh; fuck.” She mumbled as I moved a hand from her ass to between her legs, allowing my finger to search out, and find, her hard clit. “Oh Jesus you’re good at that.” She moaned as she hung onto the plane for balance while I worked my tongue deeper inside of her and teased her hard clit with my finger tip.

I lost track of time as I lost myself in her succulent cunt, her moans and wetness driving me to continue my pleasant ministrations until my mind and body demanded more.

“Come down here.” I said, pulling my face from her cunt. She turned and climbed down the steps facing me, and then threw her arms around my neck. Her mouth pressed to mine as she pulled our bodies, her soft lips teasing mine and tasting her own juices. I let my arms wrap around her and stroke the back of her body, moving up and down her spine, from shoulders to firm ass, as we embraced; our lips and tongues teasing seductively. I felt one of her arms move from around my neck and trail down to my waist, where it slid between us, finding my hard cock. She wrapped her hand around it and stroked it in the confined space a few times before she pushed her body away from mine slightly. Her hand forced my cock down until it was bent slightly downward, and then she pulled herself back toward me, positioning me between her legs, the top side of my cock rubbing against her wet cunt.

“Oh yes!” She moaned into my mouth as she her arm returned to my neck and she began to hump her hips to mine, riding my cock in short choppy strokes. “Oh God yes.” I heard and felt her moan as her whole body began to tremble. “I’m going to cum!” She squeaked loudly as she buried her head in my shoulder and humped her hips harder against mine. I felt her teeth gently bite my shoulder as she tried to stifle the cry of pleasure that was escaping her lips; her whole body twitching and jerking. I held her tightly for long seconds while her orgasm faded and her breathing began to return to normal, my hard shaft still trapped between her legs. Shakily she pushed away from me and looked into my eyes. “I can’t believe I just did that. I don’t just go around having sex with strangers.” She whispered, her eyes looking into mine as if searching for something. Finally, after several long seconds, she seemed to make up her mind about what she was looking for and in a very quiet, girlish voice asked me, “Will you fuck me? Please?”

“I’d love to.” I whispered back, reaching for her hands that were still around my neck. I pulled her hands from my neck and then used them to guide her as I walked backwards, around the wing and toward the fuselage. I felt my back come to rest against the side of the plane and pulled her close to me; letting go of her hands I slid mine down to her waist, and stepping away from the plane turned her until she was backed up against the wing. I smiled and lifted her slightly, setting her bare bottom on the edge of the wing and then sliding my hands down her legs as she leaned back. I hooked my hands under her knees and lifted and spread her legs; stepping between them until the head of my cock was just touching her wet lips. She laid all the way back on the wing and pulled her legs wide with her own hands as I rubbed the head of my cock around her wet cunt, bo

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Owning a consulting business has its advantages. Over the years I had been quite successful and enjoyed a few perks for that success. I was enjoying one of them, flying to a consulting job in my Cessna 350 Corvallis, when a fantastic series of events was set in motion. I could never afford such an expensive plane, but after performing several hundred hours of independent testing on it, as part of a law suit, they sold the state of the art craft to me for a single dollar. Car type bucket seats and fly by wire technology made it one of the most comfortable planes I had ever flown.

Amanda, a professional photographer that I had used a number of times on jobs like the one we were traveling to; seemed to also enjoy the comfort of this plane compared to the old 172 I used to fly.

I felt the first shudder in the engine while I was busy sneaking a peek at Amanda’s legs. With her lounging sleepily in the bucket seat next to me, her already short skirt had ridden up a couple more inches, and the rising sun was just brightening the inside of the cockpit enough for me to really see just how much leg she was unknowingly showing. In fact, if I caught the reflection in the LCD screen just right, I could almost see up between her legs to the light colored panties she wore. Yeah, I knew I was almost twice her age, but hell, she was hot and I was Always horny. How could I not look?

The second shudder really got my attention, and I went to work in the cockpit; all thought of her panty color and legs leaving my mind as it went into immediate troubleshooting mode.

I knew the electronics of this craft inside out, having done so much testing on the fly by wire during the legal suit. It only took a few moments to check and confirm that the dual ignition system of the fuel injected six cylinder engine was working as designed. We were cruising at nearly one hundred eighty knots, and everything seemed ok. But that second shudder had me on edge. I did not miss the third time it shuddered, just as I was in the middle of checking the fuel system. I caught it in the act. It was just a fluke that I happened to be looking right at the fuel pressure read out when it did it. Just for a moment, it blinked lower. Not a lot, a few pounds, but it was enough to set every alarm bell I had ringing. This baby needed to be on the ground and Now!

I gave Amanda an unceremonious, almost rude, shove with my hand before I set to work hitting the GPS navigation system for the closest airfield. “Tighten your belts, we’re setting down.” I practically growled as my mind went through emergency modes and check lists. I had filed a Visual Flight Rules route plan so I didn’t need to contact a controller, but just to be safe I punched in 7700 into my transponder and hit the ident key. The response to my emergency code was almost immediate, Kansas City flight following had me on the radio in seconds asking my emergency. After several terse exchanges with them, they recommended we proceed to Kansas City International for an emergency procedure landing. I was just about to make that turn when the engine tone changed. Air speed quickly started to fall as the engine RPM tailed off to a little more than an idle.

“Negative KC Center. Looks like I just lost power.” I responded as my fingers started working the GPS system to find the closest airport. It was tiny, some little ‘burg called Milan. I’d never heard of it, but it had a strip. I tipped the wings over and started dropping at nearly a thousand feet per minute; hoping that what little power the engine had would hang on until I could get the wheels on the ground.

In the early dawn morning it was hard to pick out, but with a little help from the GPS pointers I was able to find the single strip of the small airport, sitting just outside what looked like a very small town. KC Center acknowledged my plans and stayed with me until I was out of radar contact, only a thousand feet off the ground. It wasn’t my finest landing, but given that I only had one shot at it, I thought it was pretty damn good. The engine had just enough power to idle off the runway and onto a taxiway before it quit completely. But that was ok…we were down.

The airport was small, and to be honest, looked pretty deserted; and the air felt like stepping into a furnace when I popped the door open. “Looks like we have to walk.” I said to Amanda as I stepped out and gingerly off the wing. Even for a mid-July morning it seemed oppressively hot.

“Well, I suppose I can charge you mileage!” She joked as she unfolded her slim frame barefoot onto the wing. She closed the door and sat down on the smooth aluminum surface to put her high heels back onto her feet while I shook my head at her good looking, but less than functional, footwear. She slid down the smooth metal of the wing and allowed me to catch her before her feet hit the ground, the edge of the wing catching her skirt and pulling it up as she slid off. I only got a glimpse of her cream colored panties before she pulled her skirt back down and blushed a bright red. “Oops. Sorry about that.” She almost whispered.

“Not a problem. Last time I checked I still liked looking at beautiful women’s panties. Especially if they were still in them!” I responded jokingly, which only made her blush even more.

It was a fairly long walk from where the plane decided to park itself, to the office complex of the small airport. It didn’t take much looking around to find out that there was a mechanics office, but that Freddie was in town and didn’t work on Wednesdays. That was just great! Freddie didn’t leave a phone number either, but did leave the address of his shop in town. I figured maybe we could talk him into making an emergency repair.

Using my i-phone I looked up the address and found that it was only a couple miles from the airstrip. A quick call confirmed that it was still too early for Freddie to be there. It was going to be a warm walk into town, but then it was better than sitting out here and roasting. After a short consultation with Amanda, we decided to trek into town and see if we could track down Freddie.

It was still early as we approached the small town, and it showed. The streets were deserted except for a few cars passing by. We found the address of Freddie’s shop, but it was still locked up. I decided some breakfast might be in order and the only thing that looked open was a small diner across the street.

“Looks like breakfast!” I said as I led Amanda across the still empty road and entered the tiny diner. To say I was shocked would have been the biggest understatement in the book. There were a number of people sitting around eating, all naked! It looked like a nudist convention. But you could have knocked me over with a feather when the waitress came out of the kitchen with a tray of dishes, and not a stitch of clothing on.

“Be right with you!” She said as she turned and bent to put the dishes down, her easily double D tits swinging enticingly. She turned back and walked up with a smile on her face and only a tiny apron around her waist that failed to completely cover the junction of her legs. “So I take it your new in town?” She asked, looking past us toward where our car might be parked, if we had one.

“Would you like a booth?” She asked cheerily.

“Yeah, actually we would.” I answered, after which she led us to a booth toward the rear that was a bit less in the line of site of the windows and most of the other patrons.

“Um, Yeah. Did we come at a bad time?” I asked, looking around at the naked patrons.

“Nope, it’s the fourteenth.” She said as if it explained everything.

“And that means?” I asked, cocking my head and lifting my shoulders to encourage her to explain.

“Oh. Yeah. I guess you’re not from here. It’s a City ordinance. No clothes in public for National Nude day, unless of course you are from out of town. We can’t force you visitors to participate, but everyone in town does, or they stay home.” She said with a smile and a shrug. “I can loan you a bag for your clothes if you want.” She said, as she set our table with cutlery and menues. She was also eyeing the growing bulge in my pants, as I watched her absolutely fantastic tits jiggle over our table.

“Just so I understand, everyone in town goes nude? And this happens why?” I asked.

“National Nude Day. The whole town had a say in it and we decided to make it a town holiday. Some of the townsfolk floated the idea as a joke. Me and a few others called their bluff. It’s been that way a few years now. Everybody seems to like it. E used to set it for the actual day that the rest of the nation observes, but the town just turned into a traffic jam and our residents became internet fodder. So now we have a town committee setting a random summer day, and only give a 48 hour notice. The result is really good for business, since a lot of travelers come here hoping to get lucky, and patronizing the businesses all summer long.”

“I can see why.” I said looking around at the mostly male population of the diner and thinking that most of them were probably not here for the food.

“Here you go” she said, handing us our menus. “And really, I’d be happy to loan you a sack for your clothes. I mean if you want to take them off and all.” She said with a wink. “I’ll be back in a sec with menus.”

True to her word she was back in a few moments to take our orders, and if I was any judge, her tiny apron hiked up a tad more. From my seated position I could easily see her shaved mound, complete with a tiny blue butterfly tattoo. As she set down the menus she stepped her feet slightly apart, allowing me to see her protruding lips, which to my experienced eye, looked like they had been freshly stroked. My attention was temporarily fixed on her glistening lips until she bent over to place silver wear on the table and her large tits hung literally inches from my face.

“So what can I interest you in to drink? Coffee, juice, milk?” She asked, pulling her little pad out of the tiny apron.

“I think some Orange Juice.” Amanda said, her voice clearly displaying her nervousness.

“Actually I’ve always been a milk lover.” I said with a smile.

“I’m sure I can find you a nice tall glass.” The waitress said with a smile, turning to walk off, allowing her cute ass to wiggle seductively as she headed toward the kitchen.

“Seems like a nice young lady.” I said to Amanda as I opened the menu. “What do you think?”

“I’m not sure I could go around naked all day.” She replied as she looked around the small diner.

“Why not. You’re a very good looking woman. You have nothing to be ashamed of.”

“Like you’re going to run around naked?” She answered with a smirk.

“Sure, why not?” I answered.

“I’ve worked for you for how long now? Five years? I think I know you pretty well, and the way you were checking out that waitress you’ve got to be hard as hell. You sure you want to show that off to everyone who looks your way?” She chided with a grin, her directness surprising me.

“Oh? Sounds like you’ve been watching me when I wasn’t looking.”

“Why not? Are you going to tell me you didn’t notice how far my skirt was hiked up in the plane? Come on, I’m not that naive. I know you like me wearing these skirts. I just prefer to keep my sexual activities a bit more private.”

“Well, if that’s how you feel. I dare you to strip for me.” I said, wondering if she really would.

“Sure. Like I’m going to run around naked? Fat chance.”

“That’s a shame.” The waitress said as she set two glasses on the table, the smell of turned on cunt clearly evident as she stood close to me. “You look cute. You might find it fun to go naked like this. It’s kind of a turn on actually.”

“I’m not sure I can actually go naked in front of strange men.” Amanda replied.

“You should try it. It’s actually kind of fun to tease them.”

“Aren’t you afraid of getting molested?” Amanda asked her seriously.

“Hasn’t happened yet. Besides these old geezers come in every year to watch me. It’s kind of fun to see what they will come up with next to get me to do something with them. I never will, but they don’t know that.” The waitress said with a smile. “So how about it? You two going to join us?”

“Oh, I don’t know.” Amanda whispered.

“Ok. Why don’t I get your order and in the meantime you can think about it!” The waitress said, smiling at me sweetly.

“Well, I’ll have the ham and eggs, over easy, white toast.” I told her as she scribbled on the pad.

“And you miss?” She asked looking at Amanda.

“I think the biscuits and gravy look pretty good.”

“Good choice. I’ll be back in a few minutes with your food. And if you change your mind you can use the ladies room to undress, you may find that more comfortable.” The waitress said as she turned and headed for the kitchen.

“Might as well, Amanda. Never going to get a chance like this again.” I teased.

“Let’s admit it; you just want to see me naked!” She shot back at me with a frown. “Sure why not? Besides, didn’t you just tell me a little while ago you’ve been intentionally wearing sexy stuff just to tease me? Just think how much of a tease this will be!”

“Ok, hot shot. I will if you will. But you gotta strip, right here, first! Let’s see how cocky you are when you have to show off that boner!”

“So I get up and undress, and then you do? No running to the bathroom and hiding?” I said with a crooked smile.

“Um, Yep.” She sighed realizing that she had walked directly into a trap.

“Ok! You’re on!” I said, sliding out of the booth and standing up. I was just pulling my shirt tail out of my pants when the waitress came back.

“Oh; decided to join me?” She asked with a smile.

Seems that way.“ I answered as I turned to face her.

"Well, in that case, let me.” She said, reaching out for my shirt and pulling it up and over my head. She tossed it onto the bench seat of the booth and then stepped closer. “This will drive those old geezers nuts.” She whispered as she placed her hand on my hard cock and rubbed it through my pants. She stroked me with one hand while the other deftly undid my belt, and the button of my pants. Her hand moved long enough to unzip my pants and then slid inside them, rubbing my increasingly hard cock through my underwear as she pushed my pants down.

“Nice.” She said as she crouched down, bringing her face level with my underwear clad cock. She untied my low top hikers and pulled them off, and then worked my pants over my feet, leaving me in nothing but my socks and underwear. “Now, let’s take care of this too.” She said with a smile, looking up at me as she reached for my briefs. I closed my eyes and tried not to moan as she pulled my underwear down and closed her lips around the head of my cock. “Hmm” she mumbled around my cock, as she licked and sucked on it gently. She continued to suck my engorged cock while she worked my underwear down my legs and over my feet. “Tasty.” She said quietly when she pulled her mouth from my cock. “You wouldn’t mind taking care of a really horny cunt with it, would you?”

“That depends on whose it is?” I breathed.

“Mine.” She said as she stood up in front of me and reached for my hands. She pulled me across the aisle to the booth on the other side and sat her ass on the edge of the table. She let go of one hand and reached for my hard cock, pulling it toward her cunt as she pulled my hand toward her chest.

“Oh God yes.” she whispered, as she rubbed my engorged head around her wet lips. “Slide it in now.” She practically begged.

By that point I was thinking with my dick and willingly leaned into her, allowing my cock head to spread her lips and slowly push into her cunt. I let out a quiet moan as I felt my head expand her tunnel and pass that first point of resistance. I felt her velvety smooth walls slowly engulf my shaft, teasing its length and the sensitive spot under my head, as I slowly pushed deeper into her. Finally I felt my head press against the end of her tunnel, nestling into a little pocket next to her cervix. Her whole tunnel seemed to squeeze me with just the right amount of pressure, resisting my efforts as I started to slowly pull back out.

“Oh yeah. That’s what I want.” She said quietly as I stopped with only the head of my cock inside her, and then pressed deep into her again.

Right then I didn’t care who was watching. I had my cock buried in a hot cunt and my hands were busy with both her tits and her clit. I cupped and stroked her tit and nipple, teasing first one and then the other, each growing harder and more puckered as time passed; meanwhile my other fingers were busy stroking her clit while my shaft slid in and out of her wet cunt.

“Oh Fuck Yes!” She hissed as her body began to tremble. “So fucking good!” She mumbled as my left thumb stroked across her exposed clit. Each time I pressed into her I allowed my thumb to stroke slowly across the hard nub, and then just when I was at the end of her tunnel I would rub it in small circles until I pulled back down her tunnel.

I continued to work her cunt and nipples as her body shook, pushing her closer and closer to her impending orgasm. Her chest heaved and small beads of sweat began to collect in the sweet crevasse created by her sexy tits. My own climax was building with each second that I teased her closer to hers. Finally she began to spasm, her grunts and moans getting louder by the second as her body began to jerk uncontrollably. I felt her legs wrap around my waist, her heels pulling me deep into her as her whole body shook with spasms, control of her muscles giving way to her orgasm. Slowly her jerking and trembling passed and she pulled herself up until her tits were pressing into my chest and her lips were pressed against mine.

The embrace was soft and hard at the same time, filled with passion and desire. She kissed me wetly for several minutes before finally releasing my neck and leaning back.

“God that was incredible, thank you.” She whispered. “I wish I had time to play more. I could definitely get used to having this inside me.” She said with a wiggle of her hips, moving herself on my still primed and hard cock. “But I need to get your food. Besides, I don’t want to deprive your friend of getting some of this.”

“I’m not sure it’s exactly what she has in mind.” I said.

“Well, if she doesn’t, I will. Y

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It was possibly the dumbest thing I had ever said. I opened my mouth and stuck my foot completely in it. Quite simply I had said that my wife and her friends were far too conservative to ever go naked outside their own bedrooms, let alone spend the whole day naked outside their own houses, national nude day or not.

The challenge Linda made was that they would all four go naked the whole day, if I would act as their naked servant wherever they went. I would have to do whatever they asked, within reason, as long as all four stayed completely naked, and I would go wherever they chose to go.

I laughed and told them that they were on, knowing full well that there was no way they would ever go through with it. The city had finally relaxed the indecency laws for the one day a year, realizing that there was a lot of money to be had by attracting people looking for a place to celebrate. The last few days I had very much enjoyed watching all the naked women walking around town, but I had never expected that I would be joining them.

It was decided that my wife and I, both completely naked, would drive over to her friend’s houses and pick them up. I was the only one allowed to bring any clothes, in case they reneged, with the exception of shoes and purses. So here it was National Nude day and I was driving across town with my wife, headed toward Linda’s house, my first pickup. Our destination was a large park downtown that had been set aside for the celebration of the day. Fountain Park was named because the two by three city block park had a number of fountains, including the centerpiece fountain. This particular fountain was a granite mosaic the size of half a football field, dotted with water jets that shot water up to ten feet in the air in random or changing patterns. In the dead of summer it was a great place to get wet. The ladies decided that this would be a great place to hang out and, as my wife put it, show me off!

I drove into Linda’s driveway and parked in front of her house. I simply had no choice, I was the servant, and I had to get out and go get her. Really stupid. About the only bright side was I was finally going to get to see all three of my wife’s sexy friends naked.

I climbed out of the truck and walked to the door to collect Linda. I rang the bell, feeling a bit out of place as the neighbor lady watering her flowers stared at my naked body.

“Well, right on time!” Linda said as she came out the front door with nothing but a purse and a bag with a small towel hanging out of it. “Shall we?”

“Yes maam.” I said in my best servitude style, following her nude form to the truck. I opened the door and she climbed in, cheerfully greeting my wife. I climbed in, the lady next door still staring at my swinging, now hard dick, although now she had one hand pressed between her legs. She was going to be frigging herself pretty quickly. I thought to myself as I backed out of the drive.

My next stop was Adrian’s house. Not far away, but then when you’re driving naked, everywhere is far away. I pulled in a few minutes after getting Linda and walked to her door.

“Well good morning Mike. Nice to see so much of you.” She said as she stood in the door. Where Linda was a bit petite with small perky breasts, Adrian was a bit larger. I would never go so far as to call her fat, but she had a bit heavier frame than either my wife or Linda. She was certainly attractive, and her big tits and shoulder length blond hair added to her general good looks.

“Would you pick up my bags please?” She asked sweetly, setting two small cloth bags on the floor in front of her. I bent down and immediately smelled the scent of fresh pussy juice. I looked up at her crotch as I picked up the bags and could see little trails of wetness across her thighs. She had either just gotten off or was horny as hell. “Thank you!” She said as she walked past me, leading the way to the car, her surprisingly firm ass wiggling back and forth all the way.

I opened the door for her and she stepped past me, grabbing my hard dick and giving it a quick stroke as she moved past. She looked at me and winked as she climbed in.

I closed the door and walked around the truck, my now rock hard dick swinging in the breeze.

Jenny lived in an apartment about a mile from Adrian. I easily found the complex and parked to go get her. As I walked to her building I felt like there were a hundred pair of eyes on my hard dick, and I was thankful as I made it into the building. I walked up the three flights of stairs to Jenny’s apartment and knocked.

She quickly answered the door, making the trip well worth it. She stood maybe five feet tall, but her b cup tits were round and firm with rock hard nipples and she had shaved her pussy bare. I had no idea if it was for this occasion, or just in general. Either way she was smoking hot.

“All set Mike?” She said with a smile as she stepped out of the door. She moved up against me until her tits were pressing into my chest. “You know… I’ve wanted to see you naked for a long time. I wonder, how long it will be before I make you squirt all over my sexy little body? Does that thought make you hot? Do you want to fuck my tight little pussy? Oh I hope so because I would love to get that big hard dick buried in my pussy.” She said quietly as she squeezed my hard dick.

I really didn’t know if she was serious or just teasing until she pulled my hand to her pussy. “Can you feel how wet I am? Would you like me to fuck you right here? Come on. Stick it in me, I won’t tell your wife!”

“I’m not so sure I should.” I answered honestly.

“Oh silly boy… You’re our servant. You have to do what I say. Now why don’t you give me… say… five strokes with that dick of yours?” She said as she stepped to the stairs and bent over to hold the railing.

“Yes ma’am.” I said as I stepped behind her and rubbed the head of my dick around her pussy. I had fantasized about fucking her for years, and I was not about to pass up on this opportunity. Slowly I fed my cock into her tight pussy, pushing it deeper into her as she expanded to accommodate me.

“Oh yes… You like how tight my little pussy is? Would you like to cum and fill me full of your fuck juice?” She asked as I slowly stroked my five strokes, reluctantly pulling out after just five.

“Oh good boy! You follow directions so well. Maybe later you’ll get to finish that job!” She said as she walked naked down the stairs in front of me.

We were most of the way down when we met a young lady coming up the stairs with a basket.

“Jenny?” The cute young lady asked, stopping on the stairs.

“Hi Fran. National Nude Day. You should join us down at the park!” Jenny said as she walked by. As I went by the young lady stared at my hard dick, still glistening with Jenny’s pussy juice. I looked over my shoulder as we stepped out the front door and saw her still on the stairs, her hand down inside her shorts as she watched my dick swinging free.

“Hi Nancy!” She called as we got close to the truck. I opened the door and she climbed in as Adrian scooted to the middle.

I walked around and climbed in, my wife looking at my hard glistening dick. I just shrugged and pointed over my shoulder.

“Hey Jenny. Were you fucking my hubby?” She asked over her shoulder.

“Not really. I just got him warmed up.”

“Remember we said no sex unless we were all there! No private stuff. Ok!”

“Got it!” she said with a grin and a wink.

Apparently I had been the topic of discussion as far as sex and some arrangement was made, since my wife was the only one married in the group.

We arrived at the park and had to wait to get into the lot. There was an attendant checking and a sign that said the park was closed to minors unless accompanied by a parent. That at least was a comforting thought, although I was sure there would be a variety of the younger crowd there anyway. It was almost a relief to get out and realize that there were other guys for them to oogle. As I unloaded the girl’s bags and a few lounge chairs from the back Adrian came around and pressed her big tits into my back and slipped a hand around to squeeze my hard dick.

“Jenny told me she got you inside her already. Wanna hear a secret? The three of us have a bet on who can make you cum first. I’ll make well worth your while anytime you want to collect if you make it me.”

“What did you have in mind?”

“Anything you want any time you want it!” She said with a grin while she stroked my dick. “And that doesn’t mean just today!”

“What about my wife?” I asked.

“She won’t ever know.” She answered with a giggle.

I just nodded as she released my dick and I followed them across the grassy park toward the fountain. We set the chairs up near some trees, the fountain only about thirty yards away. The breeze was drawing the mist from the fountain our direction, making it a cool zone.

I helped all four with their chairs and then went about doing as I was asked, getting drinks and such.

“OH Mike..Would you please put some lotion on me?” Jenny asked as she held out a bottle of sunblock.

“Yes maam.” I said, moving over near her. I squeezed a large amount out and began massaging it into her chest, rubbing it around her tits and making sure to squeeze her nipples with each stroke. I knew I was getting to her and kept one hand working on her tits while I let the other work her stomach and mound. I Moved to her legs, and began working the lotion up her legs toward her thighs and pussy, always stopping just short of her pussy. My wife stared at what I was doing as I did her second leg, again stopping short of her pussy.

“Roll over please.” I asked her nicely, which she did. I started on her back and worked my way all the way down to her firm ass, rubbing the lotion into her cheeks and making sure my fingers stroked up her ass crack and across her bud. I moved quickly to her legs, which she spread for me and I worked the lotion up her legs, to her thighs. As I stroked her thighs with the lotion I allowed my fingers to slip between her pussy lips, stroking up her lips and across her increasingly sensitive clit as I worked the lotion into her legs and ass. With one hand gently stroking her pussy and the other squeezing her ass, her friends watched her body twitch and finally jerk in climax.

“Oh fuck” she moaned as I flicked her clit with my finger, making her whole body shake. After almost a minute of attention, I eased my stroking and allowed her to come down from her temporary high.

“Oh that was nice of you. I could do with a bit of tanning oil.” Linda said a she dug a bottle out of her bag.

“Yes ma’am.” I said with a grin as I moved over and squirted some of the oil on her body. I worked and massaged the oil with both hands, one working up her legs, stroking her pussy lips each chance I got, and the other working her firm little tits. I allowed my fingers to roam all up and down her body, squeezing her nipples and stroking her clit.

“Oh fuck.” She moaned as I worked her squirming body toward climax. “Ah” she squeaked as I finally pushed her over the top, my fingers still squeezing and twisting her hard nipple while I pushed a finger deep into her pussy.

My wife glared at me while I simply smiled back.

I wiped my hands off and then walked over to Adrian. “Would you like some help with that?” I asked, crouching down next to where she was putting some sunblock on her arms.

“Sure, that would be sweet!” She answered, clearly turned on. I knelt down and started at her legs, which she quickly spread wide to allow me to get access anywhere I wanted. I worked my way slowly up her thighs, just tickling her pussy lips as I moved from leg to leg. She rocked her hips up to try to get more contact as I just grazed my fingertips across her wet pussy lips. Continuing to stroke her legs and mound gently, I leaned up and whispered in her ear.

“Would you like me to stick my big hard dick into your hot wet pussy?” I whispered.

“Oh yeah.” She said, letting one arm down over the side of the chair to find my hard dick and stroke it.

“You want me to fuck you right here in front of everyone with my big hard dick? Make you cum in a huge screaming orgasm as I slide my hard dick deep inside your waiting pussy?” I whispered as I slipped a finger deep into her as she rocked her hips up to meet my stroke.

“Oh yeah. Fuck me.” She whispered back as I moved my head to her chest and sucked one of her hard nipples into my mouth. I stroked the top of her tunnel with my finger while I sucked and licked her hard nipple. “Uh God!’ she grunted as I stroked her clit with my thumb, sending her over the brink in a crashing orgasm that had her jerking and twitching for nearly two minutes while I gently stroked her pussy.

Finally after she had eased back down I pulled my hand from her pussy and stood up, looking confidently at my wife.

"Damn!” She swore as she sat and looked at her friends disgustedly.

“I win.” I said with a grin. “Now put up or shut up!”

Linda looked over at my wife quizzically. “What’s he talking about?”

“He knew about your little bet on who would make him cum first, so he made a little side bet with me. He bet that he could get all three of you to cum before you made him cum.” My wife said angrily. “Never in a hundred years would I have thought any of you would have allowed him to fingerfuck you in public, let alone all three of you!”

“Well, he did, so what’s the payoff?” Jenny asked, shading her eyes from the sun as my wife climbed out of her chair.

“I have to fuck him in the fountain… and I have to let him fuck you three as many times today as he wants! Seems we just became his sex toys for the day!”

I held my hand out to my wife. “Come on sweetie, I feel like a good fuck in the fountain.”

“Hey Nancy!” Jenny called. “You might as well enjoy it. I know I would!”

“Don’t worry, I have a feeling you might be next!” My wife called as I led her toward the fountain for the first of what I hoped would be many good fucks today.

 To be continued in part 6, Based on a post by m_storyman_x for Literotica

It’s hard to believe that it’s January and the last weekend of bow hunting season. Usually this time of year I’m bundled up against frigid cold, shivering in one of my tree stands. Not today though. It was well into the forties by the time the sun started peeking through the bare trees. I’d already peeled off my heavy outer clothes and was sitting in just my base camo layer.

Now that the sun was up, I could see the new house they were building just to the north of my property. I was disappointed when they started, bulldozing a good portion of the fifty acres of woods that adjoined my two hundred. Actually I was more than disappointed. More like irritated. It sounds petty, but I’d been working on my property for years to get really good deer hunting spots, and this one, one of my favorites, overlooks the small pond I’d worked so hard to dig. Now, instead of being deep in a woods with a heavy thicket slightly to the north for them to bed in, it was almost on the edge of a small field. Then to add insult to injury, they built a huge two story house less than a hundred yards from the pond, and my stand. I had little doubt that this was going to be the last season for this stand location.

As hunting season progressed since late September I’d watched the house go up, and now, other than the landscape work, it looked done. Just half an hour ago the orange flush of the sun cast itself on the bottoms of the early morning clouds from below the horizon. In just minutes it gave way to long orange streaks and then the first tinges of the huge orange disk crawling up into the sky. It was probably one of my most favorite times of the day, sunrise. I’d watched the disk grow in size until it seemed stuck to the horizon, unable to detach itself and continue its crawl into the sky until finally it broke free and its orange gave way to bright yellow and then stark white as it crawled higher in the sky. Its disk was now clear of the tops of the leafless trees after spending almost half an hour winding its orangish rays through to me.

Hunting wasn’t done just because the sun came up. It just changed now. I could see farther and deeper into the woods. I pulled out my binoculars and scanned the woods, the glasses allowing me to focus on the depths of the woods instead of the closer trees. I didn’t see any deer, and for fun switched to looking for the unfortunately out of season turkey I could hear calking.

Unable to spot the elusive bird, I aimed my glasses at the house to check out the progress, wondering how soon the new occupants would be moving in.

The house was built with passive and active solar, almost the entire south face built of windows and sliding glass doors. I could see easily into two first floor bedrooms, a large bathroom and kitchen, all exposed to the huge back deck with nearly floor to ceiling glass. I briefly wondered if the owners planned on curtaining the windows or if they felt they were protected facing nothing but woods. I hadn’t expected an answer but found one anyway, in the form of a tall thin blonde woman standing at one of the bedroom windows, staring at the sunrise.

Her body was obviously curvaceous, even in the thin green thigh length robe. The lime green material was see-through enough even at this distance to make out the twin dark circles against her lighter breast skin as she stood with her arms crossed under what had to be D or larger breasts, occasionally lifting a cup of coffee to her lips. Her legs were long and sculpted, clearly muscular, but not overly so. Her blonde hair hung down over one shoulder and part way down her left breast as she stood surveying the sunrise. She was distinctly good looking in anyone’s estimation, even at a hundred yards away with fifty power glasses.

I was so busy checking out her that I didn’t even see the other woman at first, crawling from the big bed behind the green clad beauty. She pushed herself out of the bed and stepped from behind the green clad beauty. Stunning! That was the best word to describe the second woman. Clad in only a small pair of white lace panties, she stepped to the window next to the first woman. Her brunette head was maybe two or three inches taller than the blonde, her breasts slightly larger, though sagging down farther under their own weight, each taking the shape reminiscent of a large water droplet. Her brown hair was cropped moderately short, barely reaching half way down the back of her neck. Her nipples were already hard as they protru