The NEW Mistis' Adventures Part 1
The originals were lost, so I am starting over, at the beginning, and, HOPEFULLY, making it BETTER than the first version.
Misti was a beautiful lady, to say the least, and as friendly as she was beautiful. She was from Thailand, where she had met her husband. She was a professional dancer in an upscale club, and was the headliner of their troupe. Her picture was on the marquis outside the main entrance, doing a difficult maneuver on her hands, and naked. Many men had seen the picture and came in just to see her.
She was, by Western standards,VERY petite. She only stood 5 feet on her bare feet, and weighed only 75 pounds. In her picture, she had appeared much larger, mainly because of her breasts. THEY were magnificent. Her bust measurement was 34C, but was perched over an 18 inch waist, that swelled out over a 30 inch set of soft hips. The combination made her appear much larger, but the reality was just as amazing. Her hair was so black that it gave off blueish hues in the sunlight, and hung long, soft, and straight, to just barely above her waist. Her long shapely legs were toned to perfection, and separated by a golf-ball sized Mons Pubis, with a tiny slit down the middle, and giving a home to a few long, straight, black hairs, that were the same texture as the hair on her head. In both places, the hair was the same texture as the finest silk. When she danced her hair was worn in a ponytail, but the rest of the time, it hung free down her back.
Her husband, at the time of their meeting was an E-6 in the Air Force Police. He had been out checking his APs, and had happened on four toughs harassing a young lady. He had stepped in and rescued her from a certain gang- ****, and given her a ride to her home. She invited him to stay for a while, but her hero was on duty, and promised that he would come and check on her welfare the very next day. She settled for giving him her best kiss, and thanking him, until she could give him something BETTER in the way of her appreciation.
He had returned the next day, and she met him at the door in absolutely her best. What Mother Nature had given her. Her naked body. She had invited him in, and opened a bottle of icy cold beer, and sat in front of him, allowing him to soak in her feminine beauty. After a while she had offered to give him a shower, and eventually had him in her bed, where she pulled out all of the stops, to give him what she was certain was one of the most erotic afternoons he had ever had.
Something else transpired, though. Usually it was the men that she slept with who promised their undying loyalty, but THIS time it was HER. Something about the burly giant of a man had touched her deeply, and penetrated to her very core. He had treated her like a lady, and displayed the best manners that she had seen all too seldom. She had tried to get a promise from him to return, and, hopefully, to live with her. She was no blushing maiden that was open to a male libido. She knew that, shortly, he would receive orders, and move to another corner of the world. Her hope was that he would find her worthy of more. MUCH more. Her ultimate was to hope for him to fall in love, as she had, and ask her to be his bride.
She was disappointed, but, not surprised, when he didn't show up the next day. Time passed, but the memory of the giant American never left her. He was in her dreams, from which she would awaken to find the pad between her legs was soaking wet, and her body would be tingling, from her dreams of him. She would, while men were making love to her, close her eyes and imagine that it was HIM, instead of her current partner. She would experience some of the best orgasms of her life by doing this, making her partners think they were superb lovers, to make her respond to them in such a fashion. Because of this she received many VERY expensive gifts. Perfumes from far corners of the world, expensive gowns, and jewelry beyond description. She also received many proposals of marriage, and offers to set her up in luxury, as a concubine of the highest order. She refused all such offers.
Her gamble was rewarded six months later, when she heard a knock at her door, and her giant was reaching in to pick her up, bodily and smother her with his kisses. She had been readying herself to go to the club, and had just applied her make-up, which was immediately spoiled by his kisses. He carried her over to the chair she had been sitting in to "put on her face" and deposited her on it. He explained that HE had felt the same way as SHE had. He had purposefully denied himself the pleasure of going to see her, to see if his feelings were real, or just an erotic fantasy. He told her that his feeling were, if anything, even stronger than they had been the day he saw her last.
Her dream had come true. She knew when he stayed on one knee, took her hand, and asked her to marry him. She, though choking from her tears of joy, had told him that she had dreamed of this, but was fast giving up hope. All thoughts of going to her work was forgotten, as she took the wet towel,and wiped all the makeup from her face.
Eight months, and a short ton of paperwork, later, they received permission to marry, get her exit visa from the Kingdom of Thailand, and her entry visa to the United States of America. They were married according to Thai custom, then, again by an Air Force Chaplain. Four months later, they went through the United States, and she met his family, revealing why he had never spoken of them to her, and, that very night, had flown to Germany, for what he jokingly referred to as their "All Expense Paid Three Year Honeymoon.
They had come here after finishing his tour in Germany. They had lived in Guest Housing for a few weeks, while they located this house, and got started on making it their own. Today was just one more step in that process.
He had shopped around and found the cost to be prohibitive in installing an in ground pool, so they purchased an above ground pool. He and a contractor had built a platform, and dug a pad, filling it with sand and pea gravel, to install it. The people were coming this morning to put it together for them, fill it, and make sure the chemicals, and the filtration system were working properly.
Her husband had left for work at 5 this morning, and told her the names of the workmen that were slated to install it. She had risen and went to her "studio" and danced for almost an hour, as her morning exercise, showered, and put on a pair of her husband's old athletic shorts, and a halter top. Usually she stayed naked, except if she was going out. Her husband had suggested that she wait to see who the workers were before she took her clothes off in front of them. She might have second thoughts on meeting them. He also told her that they were due to arrive at 8 that morning, and their names were Joe and Tommy. Both were young, and both were single. He wasn't the least worried about the possibilities of them attacking her, and assaulting her. She wouldn't fight them if they tried, and would try to make it the best sexual encounter of their lives. Her Mother had wisely taught her to NEVER fight if attacked. Just make it as good for him/them, and thank them for giving her a good time, afterward.
She took longer this morning with her dancing, and stretched her shower a bit, also. The ringing of the doorbell summoned her. She glanced up at the clock on their wall, and saw that it was a bit after 8, already. She had the shorts on, but the halter, not much more than the top of a bikini, was only tied around her neck. She glanced at her reflection in the mirror.It wouldn't hide any more like this, than it would if she tied it in back, and went to open the front door.
She saw a VERY tall black gentleman waiting for her to answer, and who introduced himself as Joe, and his partner, a dark complected man, much shorter than he, as Tommy. Tommy was tall, at around 6 feet, give or take, but Joe was, at LEAST 6 five or six. He was taller than her husband's 6 foot three.
Joe asked if the gate were unlocked, and, when he was told that it was, informed her that they would carry the things around, and build it next to the stand as Sergeant Tinsley had requested. That was her husband's name. Michael Tinsley. He was an E-7 now. He only had a very few years left before he retired, and was trying to get everything in order as soon as he could, so they wouldn't have any problems when his time DID come.
She closed the door, trying not to laugh. She had offered her hand to Joe in greeting, and the string had come out of her fingers, and the halter had settled between her breasts, giving both of them an unobstructed view of her knockers. Her nipples were always distended, as if they wanted to see what, or who, was looking at them. Her normal skin coloration was the same as honey, but her nipples and their areola were just a bit darker, and VERY visible, unless she was wearing a bra, which she VERY seldom did, or wore something that would cover them, which she only did in the cold weather. It was in the upper 70s already, and promised to get even warmer this afternoon. Because of this, and the fact that they had already seen her girls, she untied the string around her neck, went in the kitchen, and got out cups, and a pitcher of cold ice tea, putting them on a tray, along with some cheese and crackers, just in case they were hungry, If they were, she would fix them some bacon, egg, and cheese sandwiches. She loved to cook. She took the tray out and set it on the edge of the stand, appreciating the hungry glances of both of the men. It was evident that they enjoyed looking at her boobs. THAT is why she took such pains with her appearance, and keeping herself fit. She loved to have people looking at her. Men AND women. She made up her mind to take her shorts off, too, at the first opportunity. She set the tray down and went to the back door of the garage, and brought out three chairs for them to use. Mike had told her that it only took a couple of hours to put the pool together, and it would take three or four to fill it.
She noticed that they stopped working, toi look at her, and decided that she better cover herself a bit, or the pool would NEVER get finished. She excused herself, and went into the house, and slipped on an old T-shirt, that, except for her nipples, covered her breasts. She also changed out of the too big shorts, which threatened to fall to the ground, revealing all, to a pair of her own shorts. They were the hip-hugger style, and came just to the lower curve of her cheeks. The T-shirt all but covered them, so it appeared that it was the only thing she was wearing. At least, until she sat down. Then they would see her shorts.
She went out to watch as the two men put the frame together, placed it on the bedding, and began to stretch the material over the frame. They put it on in such a way as to get rid of all wrinkles in the waterproof material, which soon looked like it was cement, instead. Joe carefully measured the chemicals, and poured them in, explaining to her what they were for, and the dangers, if any, of using too much. As Tommy dragged the water hose over, and turned the water on, she became more and more excited. Having her own swimming pool was, to her, the best she could ask for. The stand had been covered in indoor/outdoor carpeting, which would have a towel laid over it for her to sunbathe, and only a few steps over she had a hammock, that was big enough for her husband to lay in cross ways.
It was suspended between a large cottonwood tree, and an even larger pecan tree The lot their house sat on was a whole acre in size. All the houses on this side had such large lots. The ones across the alley had even larger lots, by nearly 25%, and the houses were all two story. This side the houses were just one story, with basements. Their house was a 4 bedroom with 4 and 3/4 baths. It also had a 2 car garage. It was more than ample for the two of them, but they hoped, someday, to fill the other bedrooms with c***dREN. So far, they had been married for six years, but her parents had not had her until they were married for almost 10 years. She would continue to be patient.
Joe went over and opened the two boxes that lay waiting for him, and took the first set of steps out, and placed them at the end of the stand, nailing them to the end to hold them secure, and taking the other set of steps and assembling them, and putting them over the edge of the pool, so a person could mount them and jump in to, or climb out of, the water. She stood next to the pool, and the upper edge was even with her shoulder.
When she saw the water going into the pool, the excitement of it took her and she was jumping up and down, and clapping her hands together like a gleeful c***d. Her excitement was infectious. When Tommy saw the the water was deep enough, he offered her his hand to go into it for the first time. She smiled at him and immediately stripped off the T-shirt, then the shorts, to stand in front of them completely naked. Both men shook their heads at the sight of this doll like lady, who so openly went completely naked, in front of them. Neither of them were strangers to women acting like this, but, this was one of the most beautiful, and completely sexy women they had ever laid eyes on.
She turned to face Tommy and hugged him. "Please, pick me up and throw me over the edge into the water. You'll be getting your first feel of my body. I have decided to let both of you make love to me." Her statement took Tommy and Joe, BOTH, by surprise. First seeing such a magnificent specimen of womanhood, and now she was going to let them have sex with her. Seeing their surprise, she threw her head back and laughed. "WHAT?" she asked. "Are you surprised that someone would offer you some pussy for doing such a wonderful job, and being so courteous? I would think that two such gentlemen as YOU are, wouldn't be surprised. Surely you have had such offers, before." Both assured her that they had NEVER had such a treat. She frowned and stated, "Then you have worked for some VERY ungrateful people. Where I come from, it's normal for a woman to offer a workman some of her sex, if he does a good job for her. My only question is, do you want me in the pool, or in the hammock. Perhaps you would enjoy us doing it more, in the grass, on a soft mat? I also want you to cum inside of me. As many times as you're able to cum. I LOVE to feel a man's hard cock inside of me, and feel his seed going inside my body. Don't worry about my husband, either. He enjoys watching other men making love to me. He enjoys taking me when I am full of their cum."
Tommy picked her up and threw her in the water which was almost 2 feet deep. She splashed around until she was dripping wet, and held her hands out to them. "Who is first, and where do you want me?" Tommy took her hands and helped her up the steps, and caught her as she leaped into his arms, wrapping her arms around his neck, and giving him a long, hot kiss. She broke the kiss, and looked at him with dreamy, passion filled eyes. "Where?" she asked.
He carried her over to the shade of one of the trees, and sat her on her feet. She knew hat he was wanting, and took a bedroll from on top of the hammock, and spreading it, then herself, on the soft thick lawn. She took his hand and drew him close to her and reached up and started to unfasten his trousers. He had been wearing sneakers, and they had already been kicked off. She undid his belt, unsnapped his jeans, lowering the zipper, and his pants to his knees. He sat back in the chair that Joe had brought near to them, and finished pulling his pants socks, and undershorts, off. His shirt had been taken off as soon as he had sat her on her feet. He was as naked as she was. She reached up and drew him down beside her, and wrapped her arms around him one more time. Both were on their knees, with their arms about each other, kissing holding, and feeling each other. One of his arms was around her shoulders, his hand stroking from her neck to her waist. The other was around her waist, and was stroking from her waist to her thighs, enjoying and savoring the softest and smoothest body he had felt in his memory.One of her arms was around his shoulders, her hand on the back of his head pushing his face nearer to her kisses, her tongue deep inside his mouth, and tasting him completely. The other arm was around his side, and her hand was exploring the hardness of the muscles in his side and back. He was just a bit shorter than her husband, and close in size to many of her lovers, so she could appease him easily. What had surprised her, though, was the size of his manhood. He was probably, in her eyes, about 7 or 8 inches, and was VERY thick. She would DEFINITELY feel HIM inside of her. She hoped that he had had sex soon before her. She was certain that she wanted him to be inside of her for a VERY long time. He would make her cum so MANY times. She reached down and took the subject in her hand.
Suddenly she had another idea. She drew back from their kiss. "Lay down on your back, Love. I want to taste that beautiful thing you have. I want to taste what you have to offer." She watched as he lay back and spread his legs enough to let her do as she wished. He was almost hard, already. She put one leg over his chest, and slid back a tiny bit, just in case, and leaned down and took his penis in her mouth, using just her lips, and began to work him in and out of her pursed lips. Her tongue was licking the underside of his dick as she sucked on it. It swelled under her attentions, and soon, she was feeling the contractions of a man that wanted to release his sperm into her. She sucked even harder, and was soon busy trying to swallow all the cream that he was shooting inside of her mouth. A very small bit dripped down onto her breasts, and, as soon as she had all the rest swallowed, she took her finger and wiped it off, putting it, too, inside of her mouth, and licking her fingers. "Can I kiss you like this, or would you like me to clean my mouth first" It was his turn to look at her with the dreamy eyes. He took her anm and drew her down on top of him and put his tongue inside HER mouth. "I love to eat cream pies, so you can kiss me any way you want to. Now it's MY turn to make YOU happy."
He eased out from under her, and lay with his arms supporting his weight, his hands going around her face, and kissing her as thoroughly as she had kissed him. He started at her scalp line, and went around and down. Her eyelids, the tip of her nose, her ears and the nape of her neck, her jaws and her lips. Her breath was coming in gasps.
Her chin and throat received the same attention, followed by her collarbones, and finally, her breasts. His hands gently kneaded them as his lips alternated between each of her nipples. Her breath was now coming with her groans, as his passion infected her, as much as hers had infected him Her arms went around him to hold him closer as his downward journey progressed. She felt the pressure building inside of her, swelling her, and threatening to explode, making her scream with her orgasms.
His hands went around her sides and descended to caress her hips, and cup each of her butt cheeks in his gentle hold of her. She felt the heat rising in the pit of her stomach, and begin to warm her inside. He kissed the tiny lines of her groin, where her thighs joined with her abdomen, and kissed inward from both sides, stopping just short of the swell of her pubic mound. She felt him licking the slit that separated to allow entry to the core of her womanhood, and to her very soul. He lifted her a tiny bit and kissed from the small space that was between her anus, and her vagina, sending even more thrills through her. His tongue traveled up the slit and teased at the fine hairs, tickling her, but getting quite another response.
Her feet planted on either side of him and she lifted her body up, clutching the back of his head, forcing it tighter to her nether regions, and crying out as she had her orgasm, cumming like she thought she would. She ground her dripping wet pussy into his face, and he stuck his tongue into it, and tasted her juices, as they squirted from her. It was almost as if she was urinating. Once, twice, and a third time. She whimpered as the juicy flow sprang from her loins. "OH, MY GOD!!! THAT FEELS SO GOOD!!! EAT ME SOME MORE!!! PLEASE EAT ME MORE!!! I LOVE YOUR EATING ME!!! IT MAKE ME WANT TO FEEL YOUR DICK INSIDE ME!!! EAT ME MORE, THEN FUCK ME!!! FUCK ME CROSS EYED!!! MAKE ME BEG FOR MORE!!!"
He heeded her entreaties, and plunged his tongue as far inside of her as he could reach. She was shaking as if she were in the throes of an epileptic fit. The difference was that she was begging for more. He raised a tiny bit, and used his lips to force down the hood of her clitoris, and give it the same loving attention as he had given her pussy. SHe bowed up on the soles of her feet, and the top of her head, clutching his ears, and trying to force his whole head inside of her. The whole of her body was in a bow, none of it touching the pads under them. His hands cupped her butt cheeks once again, and he worked his tongue unmercifully into her, as she begged him to eat her even more. He felt her weight drop into his hands, and knew that she had passed out. He set her carefully down on the pad, and raised up to kiss her eyelids, the tip if her nose, and her lips. All the while, he was also placing himself so that when she regained her consciousness, he would be ready for her.
He hooked her knees behind his elbows, and pushed upwards, lifting her butt a slight bit, and parting her labia. He could see the pale pink inside of her, and the remnants of where her hymen had been at one time. The hole of her vulva was just a tiny dark place, attesting to how tight she would be. Her arms had fallen out to her sides, but, now, her eyes fluttered open, and she reached up to pull his face down to kiss. Her tongue went deep inside his mouth and she ground her lips into his, snorting the breath she was exhaling as she kissed him much harder than she had, before. In turn she felt his cock invading her vagina, sliding slowly inside of her. He went in for a short bit, and met resistance. He pulled back a bit, and pushed in for the second time, hardly gaining any headway. It took him a fifth push before he felt his balls touching her ass. She was hunching into him, trying to get him even deeper. The began their dance of love in earnest. Him pushing slowly, but deeply inside of her, and her rising to meet him, and contracting around his stiff dick, squeezing and milking it. It felt so good that he had to grind his teeth together to keep from spraying her full of his cum. They danced on.
Before long, he knew he had lost the battle, and would have to surrender his seed to her. She felt his urgency and ground into him with even more force. Soon, he collapsed, with his weight, all the way, down on her, his hands grasping her butt cheeks as he drove into her. Her legs had come lose, and were wound around his waist, her ankles locked in a death grip, squeezing herself as tightly to him as she was capable of. She wanted every single drop of his seed to go inside of her. She felt him grind back at her, and then she felt the hot tide of his sperm entering her body with a rush, hitting her deep inside, and filling her with its heat. THIS is what made fucking FUN. This final rush of cum going inside her, and the chance of it starting a new life inside her. THIS is why God had given her a pussy. To feel like this, and make men happy, and POSSIBLY, to bring a baby into the world, with the chance of growing up to be one of the most special people on the face of the Earth. It could, possibly be the one to find a cure for deadly diseases, or the bringer of world peace, or the inventor of something that would shake the world to its foundations. Anything was possible.
She lay there enjoying the feel of his dick twitching inside of her, ejecting the last drops of his cum, and feeling her pussy chewing on his dick, glorying in the full feeling it gave her. He lifted far enough to lean down and put his hands around her, and hold her to him as he kissed his thanks into her willing mouth. He raised up a tiny bit more, and his hands went to her breasts, squeezing them and kissing them, too. She loved when a lover would cuddle with her, after. It made it all so much better.
Tommy, with one last kiss, rolled to the side, and Joe handed her one of the work towels they carried, and she started to wipe herself clean. She saw Tommy reach over and hold her hand, smiling, as he shook his head. "THAT belongs to ME!!!" he stated. He pushed her onto her back, once more, and opened her thighs with his hands. Then she felt the rough warmth of his tongue going inside her, to eat the cream pie from her, and to lick her completely clean. When he ad finished to his satisfaction, and had held her as she came down from the orgasms he had brought her to, he took the wet rag, and wiped first her legs and pussy, then his face. He smiled and kissed her one more time. "THANK YOU, BEAUTIFUL!!! I THINK THAT COULD BE THE BEST I'VE HAD IN MY LIFE. I'VE NEVER HAD A WOMAN TO GIVE HERSELF TO ME LIKE YOU JUST DID!!!"
Joe sat there, where he had been during the entire encounter, but he had had TWO shows. Misti and Tommy at his feet, and the other couple at the gate, connecting their yards. He had positioned his chair where all he had to do was to turn his head. Misti klooked at where Joe was pointing. It was the coupe next door. THEIR names were Mary and Jerry Hinkle. He was a mechanic, and she was an Accountant. BOTH were some of the best neighbors they had ever had. Both were happy people, a bit older, and with three grown c***dren, the youngest in college, and were discretely, very "sociable."
Jerry had come over to help her to fix something that had gone "kerflooey" on her, and she had met him at the back door in the birthday suit. He had helped her, and she had raised up to kiss him, and he gave her a look of raw passion. She had offered, and he had accepted. He was pleasant, but no Adonis, but "WOW!!!" could he ever handle all that he had. She had made it a point to give him an open invitation to visit her at any time. He had started coming over one or two times a week, and she had grown to love their time together. He was a VERY considerate, and satisfying lover. She had told Michael about his visits, and Mike had told her that Mrs. Hinkle, Mary, was just as good. She had a magnificent figu8re for a slightly older woman, and a very pretty face. She was just as warm and soft outside as she was on the inside. Sex with her was as good as anybody could expect. He also said that their daughter, Paula, was quite a cutie, too. She had, just recently started shaving her pussy, and wanted him to help her. He had appli8ed baby lotion to her, and rubbed it in, in the BEST way, and had shaved her until she was as smooth as a new born baby. Both of them laughed at their discoveries.
He asked if she had met any other interesting neighbors. She told him that she hadn't met them yet, but the people directly across the alley looked to be nice. The man was slender, and looked to be about the same age as they were, and his wife was another "shorty," like her, and they had another woman living with them. She was a tall honey blonde lady with a killer body on her, and a beautiful face. The short lady seemed to be his wife, and was every bit as beautiful as the tall lady, but she had coal black hair, and as nice a body as any man could find. She had never seen any k**s, but they COULD just be in school, or Day Care.
They had one more neighbor that was next to the ones across the alley. She and Mary had gone over to see after him, one day. He was a good looking guy, a little on the youngish side, and never hardly spoke, that she had heard. Mary said he had lost his wife to cancer not too long back, and was taking it VERY hard. She and the lady next to him on the other side took turns taking care of him. He was a realtor, and, before his wife got sick, had been one of the nicest people that had ever lived in the neighborhood. Mike looked at her and asked, "Are YOU interested in giving him a little TLC?" She looked back at him. "If you think I should. He seemed so nice, just sad. He must have loved her very much." He smiled at her, and told her, Go and see if YOU can cheer him up a bit. You always make people happy. You can't help yourself. You're so happy, and outgoing, not to mention one of the most beautiful ladies in the world. Once you had kissed me, I knew I was lost, and just waiting for the time to be right to go back and hope you would have me. She turned and kissed him. "Sweetheart. I, too, knew that there would never be anyone else for me, for the rest of my life. I'm just glad I found an man with a mind that is just as open as mine is. If we were the right sort, we would be consumed by jealousy, but, instead, we savor the times we see each other with another lover."
Her thoughts snapped back into the present time, as quickly as it had slid into her memories. She was sitting there, next to Tommy, for the time being, and waiting to watch what else the Hinkles were doing, which, at present, was Jerry driving into Mary, doggy style, as hard as he could, with his hands on her hip bones to hold her steady. SHE was moaning like a banshee, as he gave her what-for. She heard a gasp and looked to their own gate. The three people across the alley were standing there, looking through her open gate and watching both of the couples. She smiled at them, and called out, "Come on over and joint the party. We'd love to have YOU over, too. Come on and join Us.
Misti was a beautiful lady, to say the least, and as friendly as she was beautiful. She was from Thailand, where she had met her husband. She was a professional dancer in an upscale club, and was the headliner of their troupe. Her picture was on the marquis outside the main entrance, doing a difficult maneuver on her hands, and naked. Many men had seen the picture and came in just to see her.
She was, by Western standards,VERY petite. She only stood 5 feet on her bare feet, and weighed only 75 pounds. In her picture, she had appeared much larger, mainly because of her breasts. THEY were magnificent. Her bust measurement was 34C, but was perched over an 18 inch waist, that swelled out over a 30 inch set of soft hips. The combination made her appear much larger, but the reality was just as amazing. Her hair was so black that it gave off blueish hues in the sunlight, and hung long, soft, and straight, to just barely above her waist. Her long shapely legs were toned to perfection, and separated by a golf-ball sized Mons Pubis, with a tiny slit down the middle, and giving a home to a few long, straight, black hairs, that were the same texture as the hair on her head. In both places, the hair was the same texture as the finest silk. When she danced her hair was worn in a ponytail, but the rest of the time, it hung free down her back.
Her husband, at the time of their meeting was an E-6 in the Air Force Police. He had been out checking his APs, and had happened on four toughs harassing a young lady. He had stepped in and rescued her from a certain gang- ****, and given her a ride to her home. She invited him to stay for a while, but her hero was on duty, and promised that he would come and check on her welfare the very next day. She settled for giving him her best kiss, and thanking him, until she could give him something BETTER in the way of her appreciation.
He had returned the next day, and she met him at the door in absolutely her best. What Mother Nature had given her. Her naked body. She had invited him in, and opened a bottle of icy cold beer, and sat in front of him, allowing him to soak in her feminine beauty. After a while she had offered to give him a shower, and eventually had him in her bed, where she pulled out all of the stops, to give him what she was certain was one of the most erotic afternoons he had ever had.
Something else transpired, though. Usually it was the men that she slept with who promised their undying loyalty, but THIS time it was HER. Something about the burly giant of a man had touched her deeply, and penetrated to her very core. He had treated her like a lady, and displayed the best manners that she had seen all too seldom. She had tried to get a promise from him to return, and, hopefully, to live with her. She was no blushing maiden that was open to a male libido. She knew that, shortly, he would receive orders, and move to another corner of the world. Her hope was that he would find her worthy of more. MUCH more. Her ultimate was to hope for him to fall in love, as she had, and ask her to be his bride.
She was disappointed, but, not surprised, when he didn't show up the next day. Time passed, but the memory of the giant American never left her. He was in her dreams, from which she would awaken to find the pad between her legs was soaking wet, and her body would be tingling, from her dreams of him. She would, while men were making love to her, close her eyes and imagine that it was HIM, instead of her current partner. She would experience some of the best orgasms of her life by doing this, making her partners think they were superb lovers, to make her respond to them in such a fashion. Because of this she received many VERY expensive gifts. Perfumes from far corners of the world, expensive gowns, and jewelry beyond description. She also received many proposals of marriage, and offers to set her up in luxury, as a concubine of the highest order. She refused all such offers.
Her gamble was rewarded six months later, when she heard a knock at her door, and her giant was reaching in to pick her up, bodily and smother her with his kisses. She had been readying herself to go to the club, and had just applied her make-up, which was immediately spoiled by his kisses. He carried her over to the chair she had been sitting in to "put on her face" and deposited her on it. He explained that HE had felt the same way as SHE had. He had purposefully denied himself the pleasure of going to see her, to see if his feelings were real, or just an erotic fantasy. He told her that his feeling were, if anything, even stronger than they had been the day he saw her last.
Her dream had come true. She knew when he stayed on one knee, took her hand, and asked her to marry him. She, though choking from her tears of joy, had told him that she had dreamed of this, but was fast giving up hope. All thoughts of going to her work was forgotten, as she took the wet towel,and wiped all the makeup from her face.
Eight months, and a short ton of paperwork, later, they received permission to marry, get her exit visa from the Kingdom of Thailand, and her entry visa to the United States of America. They were married according to Thai custom, then, again by an Air Force Chaplain. Four months later, they went through the United States, and she met his family, revealing why he had never spoken of them to her, and, that very night, had flown to Germany, for what he jokingly referred to as their "All Expense Paid Three Year Honeymoon.
They had come here after finishing his tour in Germany. They had lived in Guest Housing for a few weeks, while they located this house, and got started on making it their own. Today was just one more step in that process.
He had shopped around and found the cost to be prohibitive in installing an in ground pool, so they purchased an above ground pool. He and a contractor had built a platform, and dug a pad, filling it with sand and pea gravel, to install it. The people were coming this morning to put it together for them, fill it, and make sure the chemicals, and the filtration system were working properly.
Her husband had left for work at 5 this morning, and told her the names of the workmen that were slated to install it. She had risen and went to her "studio" and danced for almost an hour, as her morning exercise, showered, and put on a pair of her husband's old athletic shorts, and a halter top. Usually she stayed naked, except if she was going out. Her husband had suggested that she wait to see who the workers were before she took her clothes off in front of them. She might have second thoughts on meeting them. He also told her that they were due to arrive at 8 that morning, and their names were Joe and Tommy. Both were young, and both were single. He wasn't the least worried about the possibilities of them attacking her, and assaulting her. She wouldn't fight them if they tried, and would try to make it the best sexual encounter of their lives. Her Mother had wisely taught her to NEVER fight if attacked. Just make it as good for him/them, and thank them for giving her a good time, afterward.
She took longer this morning with her dancing, and stretched her shower a bit, also. The ringing of the doorbell summoned her. She glanced up at the clock on their wall, and saw that it was a bit after 8, already. She had the shorts on, but the halter, not much more than the top of a bikini, was only tied around her neck. She glanced at her reflection in the mirror.It wouldn't hide any more like this, than it would if she tied it in back, and went to open the front door.
She saw a VERY tall black gentleman waiting for her to answer, and who introduced himself as Joe, and his partner, a dark complected man, much shorter than he, as Tommy. Tommy was tall, at around 6 feet, give or take, but Joe was, at LEAST 6 five or six. He was taller than her husband's 6 foot three.
Joe asked if the gate were unlocked, and, when he was told that it was, informed her that they would carry the things around, and build it next to the stand as Sergeant Tinsley had requested. That was her husband's name. Michael Tinsley. He was an E-7 now. He only had a very few years left before he retired, and was trying to get everything in order as soon as he could, so they wouldn't have any problems when his time DID come.
She closed the door, trying not to laugh. She had offered her hand to Joe in greeting, and the string had come out of her fingers, and the halter had settled between her breasts, giving both of them an unobstructed view of her knockers. Her nipples were always distended, as if they wanted to see what, or who, was looking at them. Her normal skin coloration was the same as honey, but her nipples and their areola were just a bit darker, and VERY visible, unless she was wearing a bra, which she VERY seldom did, or wore something that would cover them, which she only did in the cold weather. It was in the upper 70s already, and promised to get even warmer this afternoon. Because of this, and the fact that they had already seen her girls, she untied the string around her neck, went in the kitchen, and got out cups, and a pitcher of cold ice tea, putting them on a tray, along with some cheese and crackers, just in case they were hungry, If they were, she would fix them some bacon, egg, and cheese sandwiches. She loved to cook. She took the tray out and set it on the edge of the stand, appreciating the hungry glances of both of the men. It was evident that they enjoyed looking at her boobs. THAT is why she took such pains with her appearance, and keeping herself fit. She loved to have people looking at her. Men AND women. She made up her mind to take her shorts off, too, at the first opportunity. She set the tray down and went to the back door of the garage, and brought out three chairs for them to use. Mike had told her that it only took a couple of hours to put the pool together, and it would take three or four to fill it.
She noticed that they stopped working, toi look at her, and decided that she better cover herself a bit, or the pool would NEVER get finished. She excused herself, and went into the house, and slipped on an old T-shirt, that, except for her nipples, covered her breasts. She also changed out of the too big shorts, which threatened to fall to the ground, revealing all, to a pair of her own shorts. They were the hip-hugger style, and came just to the lower curve of her cheeks. The T-shirt all but covered them, so it appeared that it was the only thing she was wearing. At least, until she sat down. Then they would see her shorts.
She went out to watch as the two men put the frame together, placed it on the bedding, and began to stretch the material over the frame. They put it on in such a way as to get rid of all wrinkles in the waterproof material, which soon looked like it was cement, instead. Joe carefully measured the chemicals, and poured them in, explaining to her what they were for, and the dangers, if any, of using too much. As Tommy dragged the water hose over, and turned the water on, she became more and more excited. Having her own swimming pool was, to her, the best she could ask for. The stand had been covered in indoor/outdoor carpeting, which would have a towel laid over it for her to sunbathe, and only a few steps over she had a hammock, that was big enough for her husband to lay in cross ways.
It was suspended between a large cottonwood tree, and an even larger pecan tree The lot their house sat on was a whole acre in size. All the houses on this side had such large lots. The ones across the alley had even larger lots, by nearly 25%, and the houses were all two story. This side the houses were just one story, with basements. Their house was a 4 bedroom with 4 and 3/4 baths. It also had a 2 car garage. It was more than ample for the two of them, but they hoped, someday, to fill the other bedrooms with c***dREN. So far, they had been married for six years, but her parents had not had her until they were married for almost 10 years. She would continue to be patient.
Joe went over and opened the two boxes that lay waiting for him, and took the first set of steps out, and placed them at the end of the stand, nailing them to the end to hold them secure, and taking the other set of steps and assembling them, and putting them over the edge of the pool, so a person could mount them and jump in to, or climb out of, the water. She stood next to the pool, and the upper edge was even with her shoulder.
When she saw the water going into the pool, the excitement of it took her and she was jumping up and down, and clapping her hands together like a gleeful c***d. Her excitement was infectious. When Tommy saw the the water was deep enough, he offered her his hand to go into it for the first time. She smiled at him and immediately stripped off the T-shirt, then the shorts, to stand in front of them completely naked. Both men shook their heads at the sight of this doll like lady, who so openly went completely naked, in front of them. Neither of them were strangers to women acting like this, but, this was one of the most beautiful, and completely sexy women they had ever laid eyes on.
She turned to face Tommy and hugged him. "Please, pick me up and throw me over the edge into the water. You'll be getting your first feel of my body. I have decided to let both of you make love to me." Her statement took Tommy and Joe, BOTH, by surprise. First seeing such a magnificent specimen of womanhood, and now she was going to let them have sex with her. Seeing their surprise, she threw her head back and laughed. "WHAT?" she asked. "Are you surprised that someone would offer you some pussy for doing such a wonderful job, and being so courteous? I would think that two such gentlemen as YOU are, wouldn't be surprised. Surely you have had such offers, before." Both assured her that they had NEVER had such a treat. She frowned and stated, "Then you have worked for some VERY ungrateful people. Where I come from, it's normal for a woman to offer a workman some of her sex, if he does a good job for her. My only question is, do you want me in the pool, or in the hammock. Perhaps you would enjoy us doing it more, in the grass, on a soft mat? I also want you to cum inside of me. As many times as you're able to cum. I LOVE to feel a man's hard cock inside of me, and feel his seed going inside my body. Don't worry about my husband, either. He enjoys watching other men making love to me. He enjoys taking me when I am full of their cum."
Tommy picked her up and threw her in the water which was almost 2 feet deep. She splashed around until she was dripping wet, and held her hands out to them. "Who is first, and where do you want me?" Tommy took her hands and helped her up the steps, and caught her as she leaped into his arms, wrapping her arms around his neck, and giving him a long, hot kiss. She broke the kiss, and looked at him with dreamy, passion filled eyes. "Where?" she asked.
He carried her over to the shade of one of the trees, and sat her on her feet. She knew hat he was wanting, and took a bedroll from on top of the hammock, and spreading it, then herself, on the soft thick lawn. She took his hand and drew him close to her and reached up and started to unfasten his trousers. He had been wearing sneakers, and they had already been kicked off. She undid his belt, unsnapped his jeans, lowering the zipper, and his pants to his knees. He sat back in the chair that Joe had brought near to them, and finished pulling his pants socks, and undershorts, off. His shirt had been taken off as soon as he had sat her on her feet. He was as naked as she was. She reached up and drew him down beside her, and wrapped her arms around him one more time. Both were on their knees, with their arms about each other, kissing holding, and feeling each other. One of his arms was around her shoulders, his hand stroking from her neck to her waist. The other was around her waist, and was stroking from her waist to her thighs, enjoying and savoring the softest and smoothest body he had felt in his memory.One of her arms was around his shoulders, her hand on the back of his head pushing his face nearer to her kisses, her tongue deep inside his mouth, and tasting him completely. The other arm was around his side, and her hand was exploring the hardness of the muscles in his side and back. He was just a bit shorter than her husband, and close in size to many of her lovers, so she could appease him easily. What had surprised her, though, was the size of his manhood. He was probably, in her eyes, about 7 or 8 inches, and was VERY thick. She would DEFINITELY feel HIM inside of her. She hoped that he had had sex soon before her. She was certain that she wanted him to be inside of her for a VERY long time. He would make her cum so MANY times. She reached down and took the subject in her hand.
Suddenly she had another idea. She drew back from their kiss. "Lay down on your back, Love. I want to taste that beautiful thing you have. I want to taste what you have to offer." She watched as he lay back and spread his legs enough to let her do as she wished. He was almost hard, already. She put one leg over his chest, and slid back a tiny bit, just in case, and leaned down and took his penis in her mouth, using just her lips, and began to work him in and out of her pursed lips. Her tongue was licking the underside of his dick as she sucked on it. It swelled under her attentions, and soon, she was feeling the contractions of a man that wanted to release his sperm into her. She sucked even harder, and was soon busy trying to swallow all the cream that he was shooting inside of her mouth. A very small bit dripped down onto her breasts, and, as soon as she had all the rest swallowed, she took her finger and wiped it off, putting it, too, inside of her mouth, and licking her fingers. "Can I kiss you like this, or would you like me to clean my mouth first" It was his turn to look at her with the dreamy eyes. He took her anm and drew her down on top of him and put his tongue inside HER mouth. "I love to eat cream pies, so you can kiss me any way you want to. Now it's MY turn to make YOU happy."
He eased out from under her, and lay with his arms supporting his weight, his hands going around her face, and kissing her as thoroughly as she had kissed him. He started at her scalp line, and went around and down. Her eyelids, the tip of her nose, her ears and the nape of her neck, her jaws and her lips. Her breath was coming in gasps.
Her chin and throat received the same attention, followed by her collarbones, and finally, her breasts. His hands gently kneaded them as his lips alternated between each of her nipples. Her breath was now coming with her groans, as his passion infected her, as much as hers had infected him Her arms went around him to hold him closer as his downward journey progressed. She felt the pressure building inside of her, swelling her, and threatening to explode, making her scream with her orgasms.
His hands went around her sides and descended to caress her hips, and cup each of her butt cheeks in his gentle hold of her. She felt the heat rising in the pit of her stomach, and begin to warm her inside. He kissed the tiny lines of her groin, where her thighs joined with her abdomen, and kissed inward from both sides, stopping just short of the swell of her pubic mound. She felt him licking the slit that separated to allow entry to the core of her womanhood, and to her very soul. He lifted her a tiny bit and kissed from the small space that was between her anus, and her vagina, sending even more thrills through her. His tongue traveled up the slit and teased at the fine hairs, tickling her, but getting quite another response.
Her feet planted on either side of him and she lifted her body up, clutching the back of his head, forcing it tighter to her nether regions, and crying out as she had her orgasm, cumming like she thought she would. She ground her dripping wet pussy into his face, and he stuck his tongue into it, and tasted her juices, as they squirted from her. It was almost as if she was urinating. Once, twice, and a third time. She whimpered as the juicy flow sprang from her loins. "OH, MY GOD!!! THAT FEELS SO GOOD!!! EAT ME SOME MORE!!! PLEASE EAT ME MORE!!! I LOVE YOUR EATING ME!!! IT MAKE ME WANT TO FEEL YOUR DICK INSIDE ME!!! EAT ME MORE, THEN FUCK ME!!! FUCK ME CROSS EYED!!! MAKE ME BEG FOR MORE!!!"
He heeded her entreaties, and plunged his tongue as far inside of her as he could reach. She was shaking as if she were in the throes of an epileptic fit. The difference was that she was begging for more. He raised a tiny bit, and used his lips to force down the hood of her clitoris, and give it the same loving attention as he had given her pussy. SHe bowed up on the soles of her feet, and the top of her head, clutching his ears, and trying to force his whole head inside of her. The whole of her body was in a bow, none of it touching the pads under them. His hands cupped her butt cheeks once again, and he worked his tongue unmercifully into her, as she begged him to eat her even more. He felt her weight drop into his hands, and knew that she had passed out. He set her carefully down on the pad, and raised up to kiss her eyelids, the tip if her nose, and her lips. All the while, he was also placing himself so that when she regained her consciousness, he would be ready for her.
He hooked her knees behind his elbows, and pushed upwards, lifting her butt a slight bit, and parting her labia. He could see the pale pink inside of her, and the remnants of where her hymen had been at one time. The hole of her vulva was just a tiny dark place, attesting to how tight she would be. Her arms had fallen out to her sides, but, now, her eyes fluttered open, and she reached up to pull his face down to kiss. Her tongue went deep inside his mouth and she ground her lips into his, snorting the breath she was exhaling as she kissed him much harder than she had, before. In turn she felt his cock invading her vagina, sliding slowly inside of her. He went in for a short bit, and met resistance. He pulled back a bit, and pushed in for the second time, hardly gaining any headway. It took him a fifth push before he felt his balls touching her ass. She was hunching into him, trying to get him even deeper. The began their dance of love in earnest. Him pushing slowly, but deeply inside of her, and her rising to meet him, and contracting around his stiff dick, squeezing and milking it. It felt so good that he had to grind his teeth together to keep from spraying her full of his cum. They danced on.
Before long, he knew he had lost the battle, and would have to surrender his seed to her. She felt his urgency and ground into him with even more force. Soon, he collapsed, with his weight, all the way, down on her, his hands grasping her butt cheeks as he drove into her. Her legs had come lose, and were wound around his waist, her ankles locked in a death grip, squeezing herself as tightly to him as she was capable of. She wanted every single drop of his seed to go inside of her. She felt him grind back at her, and then she felt the hot tide of his sperm entering her body with a rush, hitting her deep inside, and filling her with its heat. THIS is what made fucking FUN. This final rush of cum going inside her, and the chance of it starting a new life inside her. THIS is why God had given her a pussy. To feel like this, and make men happy, and POSSIBLY, to bring a baby into the world, with the chance of growing up to be one of the most special people on the face of the Earth. It could, possibly be the one to find a cure for deadly diseases, or the bringer of world peace, or the inventor of something that would shake the world to its foundations. Anything was possible.
She lay there enjoying the feel of his dick twitching inside of her, ejecting the last drops of his cum, and feeling her pussy chewing on his dick, glorying in the full feeling it gave her. He lifted far enough to lean down and put his hands around her, and hold her to him as he kissed his thanks into her willing mouth. He raised up a tiny bit more, and his hands went to her breasts, squeezing them and kissing them, too. She loved when a lover would cuddle with her, after. It made it all so much better.
Tommy, with one last kiss, rolled to the side, and Joe handed her one of the work towels they carried, and she started to wipe herself clean. She saw Tommy reach over and hold her hand, smiling, as he shook his head. "THAT belongs to ME!!!" he stated. He pushed her onto her back, once more, and opened her thighs with his hands. Then she felt the rough warmth of his tongue going inside her, to eat the cream pie from her, and to lick her completely clean. When he ad finished to his satisfaction, and had held her as she came down from the orgasms he had brought her to, he took the wet rag, and wiped first her legs and pussy, then his face. He smiled and kissed her one more time. "THANK YOU, BEAUTIFUL!!! I THINK THAT COULD BE THE BEST I'VE HAD IN MY LIFE. I'VE NEVER HAD A WOMAN TO GIVE HERSELF TO ME LIKE YOU JUST DID!!!"
Joe sat there, where he had been during the entire encounter, but he had had TWO shows. Misti and Tommy at his feet, and the other couple at the gate, connecting their yards. He had positioned his chair where all he had to do was to turn his head. Misti klooked at where Joe was pointing. It was the coupe next door. THEIR names were Mary and Jerry Hinkle. He was a mechanic, and she was an Accountant. BOTH were some of the best neighbors they had ever had. Both were happy people, a bit older, and with three grown c***dren, the youngest in college, and were discretely, very "sociable."
Jerry had come over to help her to fix something that had gone "kerflooey" on her, and she had met him at the back door in the birthday suit. He had helped her, and she had raised up to kiss him, and he gave her a look of raw passion. She had offered, and he had accepted. He was pleasant, but no Adonis, but "WOW!!!" could he ever handle all that he had. She had made it a point to give him an open invitation to visit her at any time. He had started coming over one or two times a week, and she had grown to love their time together. He was a VERY considerate, and satisfying lover. She had told Michael about his visits, and Mike had told her that Mrs. Hinkle, Mary, was just as good. She had a magnificent figu8re for a slightly older woman, and a very pretty face. She was just as warm and soft outside as she was on the inside. Sex with her was as good as anybody could expect. He also said that their daughter, Paula, was quite a cutie, too. She had, just recently started shaving her pussy, and wanted him to help her. He had appli8ed baby lotion to her, and rubbed it in, in the BEST way, and had shaved her until she was as smooth as a new born baby. Both of them laughed at their discoveries.
He asked if she had met any other interesting neighbors. She told him that she hadn't met them yet, but the people directly across the alley looked to be nice. The man was slender, and looked to be about the same age as they were, and his wife was another "shorty," like her, and they had another woman living with them. She was a tall honey blonde lady with a killer body on her, and a beautiful face. The short lady seemed to be his wife, and was every bit as beautiful as the tall lady, but she had coal black hair, and as nice a body as any man could find. She had never seen any k**s, but they COULD just be in school, or Day Care.
They had one more neighbor that was next to the ones across the alley. She and Mary had gone over to see after him, one day. He was a good looking guy, a little on the youngish side, and never hardly spoke, that she had heard. Mary said he had lost his wife to cancer not too long back, and was taking it VERY hard. She and the lady next to him on the other side took turns taking care of him. He was a realtor, and, before his wife got sick, had been one of the nicest people that had ever lived in the neighborhood. Mike looked at her and asked, "Are YOU interested in giving him a little TLC?" She looked back at him. "If you think I should. He seemed so nice, just sad. He must have loved her very much." He smiled at her, and told her, Go and see if YOU can cheer him up a bit. You always make people happy. You can't help yourself. You're so happy, and outgoing, not to mention one of the most beautiful ladies in the world. Once you had kissed me, I knew I was lost, and just waiting for the time to be right to go back and hope you would have me. She turned and kissed him. "Sweetheart. I, too, knew that there would never be anyone else for me, for the rest of my life. I'm just glad I found an man with a mind that is just as open as mine is. If we were the right sort, we would be consumed by jealousy, but, instead, we savor the times we see each other with another lover."
Her thoughts snapped back into the present time, as quickly as it had slid into her memories. She was sitting there, next to Tommy, for the time being, and waiting to watch what else the Hinkles were doing, which, at present, was Jerry driving into Mary, doggy style, as hard as he could, with his hands on her hip bones to hold her steady. SHE was moaning like a banshee, as he gave her what-for. She heard a gasp and looked to their own gate. The three people across the alley were standing there, looking through her open gate and watching both of the couples. She smiled at them, and called out, "Come on over and joint the party. We'd love to have YOU over, too. Come on and join Us.
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