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Subject: {ASSM} RP: Taken By Mistake Parts 1 and 2 {lindaj} M+F, nc, bond, anal, oral, cheat, beast and some dream
Date: Sun,  1 Apr 2001 05:10:05 -0400
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Note:  This was originally posted in 1997 to alt.sex.
stories.d by lindaj@cris.com, which is no longer her
address.  Linda, if you're still out there, please
email me!  To the rest of you, if you know if there
were other chapters/parts written, please email me,
especially if you know where I can get my hands on
them!

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	Taken By Mistake 

	By lindaj@cris.com


	Part 1


I had to go next door to feed Brut and water the
neighbors plants. They had to go out of town for a few
days on a business trip. Peter had a meeting in
Frankfort Germany and Sally went with him. My husband
left for a 5 day run,  (he's a long distance truck
driver) and I wanted to be 
early to get to one of my favorite flee markets. It
was a lovely day and I decided to wear the dress I 
borrowed from Sally the day before. I never wore a
dress so sexy before,  I always get a kick out of
dressing and looking so beautiful,  Sally and I are
very stunning when we go out together, and many times
we are taken for sisters. Some even think twins when
we dress alike. 

My red hair is just a little shorter than Sally's. I
knew I had to hurry in order to get there before the
rest of the world  woke up, so I ran out her back
door, into her neighbor's back yard, I fed 
Brut, and went in the back door of the Johnson's to
water the plants.  Leaving, it was easier to go out
the front door to my car. I could not help but think
as I walked to the car. It was a good thing that Peter
and Sally took their car to the airport. We both have
black Toyota Celica's and I don't know how many times
I would try to unlock their car. At least today I 
would  not have to worry about unlocking the right
car. 

I could not help thinking how nice it is to have
friends like Peter and Sally, Phil and I have known
them now for almost 4 years, and they are very good
friends. Driving away from my house I  did not notice
the van following me, I gave it no thought when the
van pulled into the parking slot very close to my car.
I just figured it was another early bird. When I 
stepped out 
of my car and shut the door, the side door of the van
opened and before I knew what was happening, or  could
even scream, I was being pulled into the side of the
van.  I felt the strong arms around my waist and a
hand over my mouth, I felt a sting in my arm, and
every thing went black.

As I started to wake up, I realized that I was laying
down on a bed of  some sort.  There was something in
my mouth and I could not see because something was
over my head, like a leather sack of some sort. My
hands were behind my back  and they were secured with
hand cuffs and I  could hear voices talking, they were
men. 

My mind was racing. "Why? Why did they kidnap me, we
don't have any money to speak of." and I started to
cry to myself as I lay there. 

I heard one of the men ask another, "How long before
she wakes up?" 

The guy he asked said, "Maybe an hour, maybe less." 

The first guy then asked, "Are you going to take off
the hood? And get the gag off of her when she wakes up
and cooperates with us?" 

"If she is nice, I'll pull out the mouth piece and let
here eat or drink" 

Then another man asked, "How long are we going to keep
her anyway?" 

The first guy answered, "Just as soon as her fucking
husband deposits the money. We'll knock 
her out again and put her back in her car. That is, if
she want's to go back to him. She just may decide to
leave him when she finds out what he's done. If she
does go back, she'll be returned the same way we found
her." 

A voice popped up and said, "Oh yeah, how's that?" 

Then the first guy said something that scared me to
the bone. "Freshly fucked, only she'll be so well
fucked, that the cum will ooze from her for days!"

Another man said, "I can't wait to get into that
pussy. Her husband said that there is not a hotter
piece of ass in the world!"

My eyes opened wide, I felt the leather hood against
my eye lids. I was in complete horror. MY HUSBAND! My
husband would never say that. He knows that I don't
like sex. He knows that I only put his thing in my
mouth to pacify him, so he won't put that monster of a
thing into my pussy. Ever since we were both 13, I
would get him off with my mouth, just so that he
wouldn't make love to me. MY husband would never say
that.  We make love maybe once every three to four
months, when he has to have it. 

I then heard one ask "When do you think we will get a
answer and our money?" another man said 
"That son of a bitch has until 6 p.m. to give me that
formula, if he doesn't he will never see his sex bitch
again, I have a white slaver ready to buy her" 

"No shit!" another voice said "How much?" 

Then the first guy said "$100,000, but I'll make 20
times that with that fucking formula!" 

Another voice asked, "Jesus, is that stuff that good?"


The first voice said,  "You can bet your ass it is! I
have seen woman do things that they would never do! 
It takes away any and all inhibitions when she comes
out of it.  I'll show you. I still have a little left
over from our testing!" 

Another asked, "What test? You mean you actually got
woman to try that shit?" 

Then I heard a lot of laughter 

"Oh fuck no!" the first guy said, "He tested it. They
just didn't know that they were being used as guinea
pigs. But no one was wilder or hotter with it, than
this sweet cunt over there. Peter must have been
testing it on her for about 9 months. The videos I
have seen of her fucking all of those guys is almost
unbelievable. Peter said all he did was put one drop
in here morning coffee every day and from the very
first day, she became a sex fiend. He told me he even
cut back the amount to one drop every other day, then
one drop every three days, then once a week and
finally only once a month. He told me that she is a
cock hungry, fucking nymph. I have seen so many videos
of her, I feel that I already know every inch of her.
I just recently found out that Peter was testing it on
her." 

"Geeze!" a voice said,  "Then that shit's a gold mine!
Just think, any poor guy with a cold fish for a wife,
could get the girl of his dreams. Hell, I would pay
big bucks for some of that stuff. My wife is so
fucking dead when it comes to sex!" 

He was interrupted with a lot of laughter.

The first voice said, "You should see this fucking
cunt! She doesn't just suck cock, she makes love to it
with her mouth. She doesn't just fuck, she goes ape
shit! She just can't get enough of it, and you know
what else?" not waiting for a answer he said, "She
always wants more. You should see some of the things
she uses to fuck herself with! God, just thinking of
what I have seen is getting me hard as a rock!"

Then several voices said, "Yeah, me too!" or "Oh
yeah!" 

Another man said, "Man I can't wait. I think I'll just
go and get some of that right now." 

I heard that and froze. I knew that I had to pretend
to be still knocked out from that shot that they gave
me.

Then I heard the first one say, "OK, go ahead, but
you'll be sorry. I know for a fact, when she wakes up,
you will have the best sex that you have ever had in
your entire life, but like she is 
right now, you might as well just beat your meat." 

Every one laughed. Everyone but me. I knew they had
the wrong woman, but they didn't. 

I then heard the guy say, "OK, I'll wait, but what
makes you think she is going to be hot for us? When
she comes too, she'll be afraid, and anything she will
do will be out of fear, not out of desire." 

The first guy said, "Maybe, maybe not. I have seen her
fuck 6 guys in one session many times. I know that she
likes lots of cocks. She just may wake up, listen to
what I have to tell her and she may cooperate with us.
If not, I have some of the stuff and it works fast. If
she decides not to put out, I'll give her some of
this, then she'll be raping all of you boys." and they
all broke out in laughter again.
 
I then heard one man say, "I wish I could have seen
one of those videos of her. I'll bet she's really
something." 

The first voice said, "I saw her video last night and
she is one hot fucking bitch!" 

"Oh yeah!" the guy said, "You guys have seen her in
action but I haven't. I don't think she is any hotter
than any other cunt I ever fucked"

"Oh yeah, well then just watch this. I brought  the
video with me, her husband left it in his machine
before flying out." 

 I wanted to scream out, `you've got the wrong woman'
but then I realized, `what if I do convince them that
I'm not the right woman!" Then I became worried even
more. `What would they do to me?  Would they just
dispose of me?'  

I then heard one of them insert the video tape into a
machine, and the sound of a TV coming on. It was
apparent that they were going to watch it. I could not
believe what I had been hearing; `Formula? Thousands
of dollars? White slavery?' `Why oh why did Phil have
to be on the road all the time? Why couldn't he be
here to protect me? I'll never see him again, will I?
These men were all talking about this guy's wife all
about sex, sex, sex, sex, God, why did men have to
always think about that? What is this thing with sex.
I pacify Phil, thank god he's not like these men.'

When the video started one of the guys said, "Hey, are
you guys sure that's her? She sure looks different in
the video?" 

Another said, "Fuck yeah! Look at the dress. It's the
same one! Besides, I watched her come out of her
house. That's her all right! See the red hair?" 

I wanted to scream out. `No! No it's not me! You have
the wrong girl! It's not me!'

I could hear them breathing, it was so quite. I could
hear everything from the TV. I could hear the slurping
and then I heard one  man say "Good God! Look at the
way she attacks that guys dick! I never saw any one
work a cock like that! Shit she does love it! Look at
her go!" 

I listened to see if I could hear anything that may
help me when I get free, so that the police could
catch these bastards. Then I heard a voice I was sure
I recognized. It sounded like Peter and he said, "What
do you think baby, is his cock big enough for you?" I
could hear the woman make a loving, hungry sound like
"Hmmmmmmmm". Then the guy said, "That's it baby. Suck
that cock, here use this." 

One guy said, "Look at that, she's going to fuck
herself while she sucks him off!" 

The first guy said, "Yes, but look where she puts it,
after she spits on it! Look at that boys, she loves it
in her ass hole, I told you boys that she's
insatiable!"

One voice said, "Go baby go! Fuck that ass!" after a
pause, he added, "I'm going to get me some of that,
when she wakes up!"

I know it sounded like Peter, but I knew it could not
be him. Then I heard a voice I was positive I knew.
`MY GOD,  IT IS SALLY.' Jesus, they think I'm Sally!
It was Peter! Her dress, I came out of their house, Oh
my God, it can't be! This is a bad dream! Then I heard
her say, "Oh, baby, I 
love this, I love it. Come on and fuck me with it.
Fuck me baby."  I don't know what happen or what
position she got into, but whatever it was, the men
liked it, and Sally kept telling the man doing her, I
had assumed it was Peter, but then I heard Peter's
voice say, "Yea, baby, fuck him! Fuck him hard! That's
it!" My god, Peter, how could you? I have had supper
with him! We played cards together! Gone on trips
together! 

Sally No, it can't be you! My mind was racing again. I
could not believe my ears, Sally was loving every
minute of it. There was no doubt whatsoever that she
was going nuts! I could hear her slamming herself
against the man fucking her. Sally my best friend,
Sally the one who I confided that Phil and I seldom if
ever had sex, that to me, it was my duty to let him do
it. Sally 
who told me to just hang in there and that maybe one
day it would be good for me. I was hearing her
screaming for the guy to fuck her harder, screaming
that she was close to cuming, screaming over and over
"GIVE IT TO ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! OH SHIT IT'S SO
GOOD! JUST FUCK ME! FUCK MEEEEEEEEE!" 

I never heard anything like that in my life, I was 27
years old and  never heard or felt anything like that.
Nothing had ever brought me to the point of such
enjoyment, let alone the wild, hungry sex stuff that I
was hearing from her. I have read things about
climaxing. I know that it felt good once in awhile,
when Phil could last more than a minute, but never
ever anything close to what I was hearing from her
lips. I heard her groan, and then the guy was
groaning. I knew that sound in a man, it meant he
finished. I never made that groaning sound. I would
just be thankful that it was over and when Phil pulled
out, I could jump up and go empty myself. 

I then heard Sally's voice say, "Next! Come on, get
over here! I need more dick!" 

Then one of the guys there said, "Jesus, she is hot,
she's a fucking slut, she can't get enough!"

The first guy said, "It's the stuff guys! That shit
will make any woman just like that. And best of all,
it takes so very little!" 

I heard foot steps. Someone was walking over to where
I was. I felt the weight of someone sitting on the bed
next to me. I told my self to play dead, to act like I
was still out cold. The guy shook me and said, "You
awake honey? Hey! Honey! Come on baby. Wake up, I want
to fuck you bad!" 

One of the other guys asked him, "Well, is she awake
yet?" 

He said, "No, but I got to touch this pussy, I just
may eat it and see if she wakes up that way!" 

A couple guys laughed. I felt the guy roll me onto my
back. My heart was pounding and my eyes were wide open
in the darkness of my hood.  I was biting on the ball
in my mouth. I felt him open my legs. I told myself
that in order to survive this I had to pretend to be
out, to make my 
body limp, to not resist. Let him do what ever he
wants. It would be just like Phil, once he gets his
rocks off, he'll go away. I felt his hand go to my
vagina. 

Then he said, "I thought you said she never wore
panties?" 

The first guy said, "Her husband told me she never
wears them. Maybe she's on the rag?" 

The guy probed me, put his face between me legs and
smelled, then he said "Nope, she's not on the rag."
and with that he lifted my hips up and pulled off my
panties.

Unlike Phil, once his bare fingers went to work,
touching me near the top of my bush, Phil had never
touched me there, he found a spot and started rubbing.
That sent something like electric sparks through out
my body. I was scared to death, I knew I couldn't
move, or even let him think that I was awake. Yet this
bastard was doing something to me, something that I
could not help but to like the feel of. 

I heard Sally, she was going nuts again. She was
screaming at who ever it was fucking her to do it
harder! Then slurping. I assume she started sucking
her husband. Then Peters voice said, "That's it baby.
Suck his cock. Suck that cum dripping dick that just
came out of your hot cunt! Suck it! Do you want me to
fuck your asshole faster baby?"

I heard the slurping stop long enough for Sally to say
"Yes! Oh yes! Fuck yes! Do it! Fuck my ass! Fuck me!"

I then heard another voice say, "Jesus, Peter she's a
wild cat, I can't stay in her!" 

By this time I had a picture in my mind of her
straddling a man, Peter behind her and somehow she was
sucking another guy's dick. All of a sudden my mind
was brought back to the fingers touching me. Those
fingers wouldn't stop, they just wouldn't stop!  `OH
GOD! PLEASE DON'T LET THEM STOP. OH JESUS, SWEET
JESUS! OH GOD, IT FEEL SO WONDERFUL! OH MY GOD! I
THINK I'M GOING TO CLIMAX. YES, YES, YES, OH SHIT
YESSSSS!

 I was going wild in my head, how I was able not to
move my body and betray myself I don't know. Half of
me was going wild with my very first climax, the other
half of me was forcing myself to stay limp, to act
knocked out. My body didn't move, it didn't tense up,
what did happen shocked me. My vagina felt swollen. It
felt open and I didn't want the fingers inside of it
to stop rubbing near the top of my bush. I wanted them
to slide down into the opening. As if he was reading
my mind, his fingers slid down, they slid in and he
started to slide his fingers in and out of me very
slowly.

I heard him say, "You should see this! She's out cold
and her cunt is dripping wet! She is definitely one
hot bitch! I wonder if I can make her cum? Do you guys
think I can? Anyone want to bet me that I can't?" 

One of the guys said, "Leave her alone. This is good,
come on over and watch this!" 

The guy on the bed said, "Watch it yourself! I want to
make this bitch cum! I want to eat her out!"

Oh God, he's a cannibal! He wants to eat me! He wants
to make me cum and then kill me and eat me. I suddenly
felt something warm and wet at the top of my bush and
I realized that it was his tongue. I felt his face
between my legs and I wanted to cry. I wanted to tell
him the same thing that I told my husband when he
tried to do it. I wanted to tell him to stop, that it
was nasty,
that it was disgusting and that I could not do it! But
I did not want him to know that I was awake. I knew
they would use me, if they found out. Why couldn't he
just touch me like he had been doing? It felt so
wonderful, so good and I wanted to get that feeling
again. 

As I was laying there, I realized, whatever he was
doing with his mouth and tongue was making me feel
good, no, better than good. His mouth was sucking on
something near the top of my gash, and it was driving
me crazy! I could feel myself going to that place I
was at when he used his fingers, only it was
different. It was so different that it felt like
heaven and I was loosing control. I felt his mouth and
I loved it. I could not think it was nasty anymore. It
was blissful. I could not think it was disgusting, as
it was the best feeling that I had ever felt in my
entire life.

My hips moved, as I started to push against his mouth.
I did not want him to stop. I was getting there fast,
REAL fast and I felt my vagina contract and then I
felt my butt hole flex. I moaned as I went over the
top, to a feeling like never before. It was like the
first time, when he used his fingers, only somehow it
was even more intense this time. I was humping against
his mouth, as I 
moaned and climaxed. I ground my groin against him,
and as I hung there in this blissful climax, I was
hoping that he wouldn't stop. I felt this warm, this
floating feeling and I did not want it to end.  He
never stopped, he licked and held my ass with his big
hands. I felt him lift my thighs up and I felt him
lick all around my ass hole. When his mouth and tongue
were at my asshole, his fingers worked the place he
had been licking at and in my gash. He kept me in a
state of pure 
heaven. His licking my asshole felt wonderful, and I
don't know if it was his fingers or his mouth, because
they worked on me at the same time. It made this
wonderful feeling twice as intense, maybe three to
four times as intense. 

I felt his tongue push into my ass, and I wanted more.
I was moaning now non-stop. I was so lost in my own
pleasure I did not notice that the men had come over
to where we were. My mind was spinning. When I did
notice that there was another person with us. It was
because I felt his warm 
breath near my ear and he said, "I'm going to take the
ball out of your mouth, and let you suck my cock.
Would you like that baby?" 

I heard him, but I was not listening to him. For the
very first time in my life, I was having sex the way I
had heard sex could be. The fact that the person
making me feel this way was not my 
husband, never even crossed my mind. I had been denied
a pleasure I never knew existed, and if they had not
made a mistake when they picked me up, I would have
never experienced this. I felt my head being lifted up
and someone untied something. Then I felt the ball
come out of my mouth. I barley had time to breath when
I felt a hard dick touching my lips. What came over me
I don't know, all of a sudden, I wanted to give
pleasure, I was being given pleasure way beyond
anything I had ever had in my life. Some how I wanted
to express myself in gratefulness.

I knew that the guy with his cock at my lips, was not
the same one licking me, but he would do. I moved my
head up and for his dick. I knew how to suck a dick, I
did it to Phil to get him off. I had never done it for
me. Something in me now, wanted it to be not good, but
to have it be the greatest blow job I could give. His
cock did not smell like Phil's, his smelled clean. I
licked it, I worked it, I made love to his dick with
my mouth. 

He was making all kinds of sounds, and I could feel it
swelling up. I knew that he was close, and just as I
felt his cock pulsate and squirt his sperm into my
mouth, my own body exploded again. My whole body shook
as I felt my vagina twitch and wave after wave went
through my body again, with my head spinning with
pleasure.

As the man pulled out of my mouth, I said quickly, "I
have to pee."

With that, a voice said, "Take her to the john, let
her pee, but don't uncuff her."

I felt hands help me up to my feet, and slowly guide
me to I guess  the bathroom. I was turned around and I
felt him lift the back of my dress. I sat down and
relieved myself. I all of a sudden realized, with my
hand behind my back that I couldn't wipe myself. I
asked "Could you let me wipe myself please?" 

He said with a chuckle "No, but I'll do it for you."

I could not see who it was with me. I had no idea if
it was the same man that just fondled me to my first
ever climax, or if it was the man that I had just
sucked his cock and swallowed his cum. All I know was
that I was embarrassed. I wanted to just die.

He said, "Open your legs." as he used his hands and
pushed my knees apart. I did not try to fight him and
I felt him wipe me. 

Then I felt him touch that special spot that made me
want to jump out of my skin. It was like electricity,
with his fingers touching me. In the split second that
it took for his finger to touch me there, I knew I did
not want him to stop. God forgive me, I wanted that
feeling again. I know, I 
know it's crazy. Here I was being humiliated,
kidnapped, and touched by a person whom I didn't even
know. But in 27 years, I have never felt such pleasure
as I had just a few minutes ago and I wanted it again,
no, I needed to feel it just one more time. My husband
Phil never made me feel like this and I had no idea
that a women could experience such pleasure. I
remembered how many times Sally brought up the
conversation of sex, and I would always cut her off,
telling her it was something I did not want to talk
about. That it was a necessary duty that I had to
perform as a wife, and I would always quickly change
the subject. Now I understood why she was making so
much noise, well to a point.  I also understood that I
was able to control myself.  I did not get anywhere
near the noises she had been making. I could feel that
feeling starting to grow and I pushed against his
fingers.

He said, "That's it baby, you like that don't you? You
like your clit rubbed, you are so wet! How's that hole
of yours?" 

I really was not listening to him. I was concentrating
on those fingers. I felt him start to rub downward and
in a quick second, he slid, I think, one or two
fingers into my hole. I expected my enjoyment to die a
little when he left my "clit", I think that's what he
called it, but to my surprise, the feeling
intensified. I had my hands behind my back supporting
myself on the back of the seat. I felt like I was
chasing his fingers, I wanted them on my clit, and
sliding up and down and in my hole. I could not decide
what felt the best, and the more I moved, chasing his
fingers, the harder he worked me. I was breathing very
hard, and grunting, wanting more of that feeling. 

He said, "God your a fucking wild cat! I'll bet that
your cunt is hot as hell! Come on, lets go to the bed.
I'll tell you what, I'm going to uncuff your hands
from behind your back, and let you have some freedom.
I'll just cuff you to the bed. Promise me that you
won't do anything stupid, OK?" 

I barley comprehended what he was saying I wanted his
fingers taking me to that wonderful place. I finely
realized what he was asking, and I somehow said,
"Yes." He pulled his hand away just long enough to
help me up off the seat, my dress fell and before I
took a step, his hand was 
pulling up the front of my dress, and he went for my
groin. I stood for a moment and opened my legs wide,
so that he could get in there. As he hit my clit with
his finger tips, he pushed me slowly, I assume out the
bathroom to the bed. It was hard to walk, I did not
want to walk, I wanted to stand there and get that
feeling. I did notice that in walking, it sort of kept
that great feeling right at a plateau, not getting any
better, yet not losing anything either.

When my knees touched the bed,  I heard keys. He was
behind my back and he undid the hand cuffs. He left
the one on my left hand, and took off the one on my
right. He said, "Bend over baby, put your hands on the
bed" I did and I heard him click the loose cuff to the
bed post, I assumed. He whispered in my ear, "OK baby,
just lay down. Put your tummy and hips right at the
edge."

I did what he said. I felt him pull up the back of my
dress. I felt the air on it and I was hoping that the
other men were busy watching the sex film that I was
hearing. I did not want them to see me like this. I
knew my that ass was showing and somehow I was
ashamed, ashamed of the way I was acting and feeling.
Ashamed that I was stretching my legs apart for this
stranger, that for the moment had complete control
over my desires. I heard him say, "That's it baby! Now
open your legs more. Yes. More. That's it!" 

I felt him move behind me and I thought he was going
to  touch me again with his fingers, I felt him behind
me and I realized that he had his head and face
between my legs. I panicked, Phil tried to put his
face down between my legs when we first got together.
I say tried, because I told him that he was sick! That
his lips that kissed me had no business between my
legs. I tried to close my legs, but with him there I
could not. I felt something warm and wet touch my
opening. God, it felt good! His hands grabbed each of
my cheeks and he spread them apart. I felt him move
down and he found my clit. I don't know what happened,
but when he touched it, I moaned, I moaned out loud.
He put his lips around the area and started to suck
gently. When he did that, I started to flip out. It
was the most wonderful feeling I have ever had. I
could feel the inside of my own vagina clinching and
the feeling was magnificent. I felt him bring his
fingers up and slowly put them inside of me. I was
pushing back, I wanted to feel them inside of me. I
wanted his lips to never, and I mean never, leave my
groin.  

He pulled his fingers out and I wanted to cry out,
"NO! LEAVE THEM THERE!"  but I didn't. Then I felt him
let go of my clit and box it with his tongue. He
started to move upward and I felt his tongue licking
gently around my hole. I felt like I was swollen, I
was so sensitive. I could feel him sticking his tongue
inside of my hole and I shivered and shook from the
feeling. I pushed back against him to get more of that
feeling.

I could hear Sally in the background, she was talking
to whoever was with her in the video. She was not
making any sense. Just an hour before, I would never
have understood how, or why she was making those
sounds and talking so nasty. I heard her tell someone,
"Come on baby, please fuck me. I'm so hot! Come on and
give it to me! I need it! I need more cock!" I heard a
slurping sound and a man's voice say, "Bitch, if you
can get it hard again, it's all yours. You already
fucked all four of us three times! We can only do so
much!" I heard the other men in the video laugh and
then men watching it laughed too. 

One said "God, she is insatiable!"  Another said,
"Wait until I get this pole of mine into her. I'll bet
that she gets enough then!" 

Between the video, Sally and the men in the other
room, along with the man licking me, I was losing it.
I was loosing control completely and could think of
nothing but this feeling that he was giving me. I
wanted to feel the things Sally was feeling. I still
did not understand this thing about
fucking, it was just a motion, but these things that
this man was doing to me was heaven. I could easily
let Phil fuck me once or maybe twice a week if he
would just make me feel like this man did. 

I heard Peters voice. He said, "Sally, would you like
me to go get Brut for you?" I heard her say "Yes! Yes,
please go get him!" 
"My God!" I thought. "Brut! Jesus, Brut was their dog!
Oh god, no! She wouldn't let her dog touch her!"

I lost track of my thoughts as I felt myself being
taken to that wonderful mountain top. I was racing to
that wonderful feeling. It was better than when he had
used his fingers. I felt him, just as my whole body
started to shake, move his tongue from my open vagina
to my ass hole. Any other time and I would have bolted
forward away from it, but right now, I pushed back
against it. It felt warm, and protruding inside my
asshole. I could feel my ass hole clenching around his

tongue, in time with my vagina as it clenched. I was
now moaning every bit as loud as Sally was on the
video. I was having wave after wave of pleasure course
through my body. I could feel the pleasure in my head,
in my brain, in my toes, in fact they were curled
tight as I shook. I did not want the feeling to end. I
felt him pull back from me and I said through the hole
in the mask "No! Please no, more! For God sakes more!"


I felt him move his body and I realized that he wanted
to stick his thing into me. I said to myself, "Why
not? He made you feel something like never before, let
him get his rocks off." I kept waiting to hear him
spit on his cock the way Phil does before he puts it
into me. Those times that he doesn't, it hurts like
hell. I waited and when I felt the head against me I
waited for the rough pain to come. I was shocked, it
slid into me like he had spit on it, only a lot
easier. I thought for a split second that he just
might be too small to hurt me but then I felt my
opening stretching. I mean he was filling me! 

My head was swimming, I was getting a sensation that I
had never felt before. I knew he would push in, make
just three or four strokes before emptying himself
into me. I felt so full and so warm.  I counted, "1,
2, 3, 4,  5, 6.  Oh God, that feels good!" With each
stroke, it felt stronger and stronger. I waited for
the wonderful feeling to end and for him to pull out,
but it did not happen. He was not only going in and
out, he was doing so at a wonderfully fast pace. I
felt him pull all they way out and then slide it all
the way back, deep inside of me. 


	Part 2


I was going nuts. I heard a voice. It was my voice!  I
was saying, "Jesus! Oh God! Oh Jesus! Fuck me! Give it
to me! Harder! Don't stop!  Please don't stop!"

I  felt like I was building to a greater feeling than
I had already felt from him. I was begging him.
"PLEASE! PLEASE DON'T STOP! FOR GOD SAKE PLEASE! IT SO
GOOD! IT'S SO FUCKING GOOD!" I was picking these words
up from listening to Sally on the video. It seemed 
that the more that I said it to him, the faster he
went. I swear his cock got fatter. I felt it coming
on. It was that mountain top again, only it was so
much more, so much more. I was making 
sounds that I had never heard before. I was beyond
understanding myself. I felt his cock explode inside
of me, I swear it exploded. Then I felt wave after
wave of pleasure sending my body into the most
wonderful feeling I ever had in my life. My climax hit
me at the same time as he came. Nothing had ever felt
this great before. 
I hate to admit it, but I wanted more. I wanted to
feel that feeling again. He held me very tight as he
pumped his cum into me. I could feel this guys dick
starting to shrink, yet my own climax was still
coursing threw my body. He started to pull out and I
wanted to scream "NO! NO DON'T!" but I knew that I
could not let him, or anyone else, know how much I
loved that feeling. I knew if I did, I would be called
a slut and a whore. I know I am not one, and I could
never allow myself to be put in that category, no
matter what. I felt him pull out of me and the waves
of pleasure I knew would die.  As soon as he pulled
out and moved away, I felt another dick pushing into
me. 
My mind was screaming "YES! YES! Oh God YES!" I moaned
out loud as I felt my head being turned and I had a
very wet half hard cock being put through the hole
opening for my mouth. 

The guy said "Here bitch! Suck me clean! Taste your
cunt!" 

I recognized that smell, it was the same type of smell
I always smelled on Phil when he had me suck him off
at night, after he came home late. So that's the smell
of a women's juices mixed with a man's. Now I knew!
Funny thing, when I smelled it, I immediately realized
that it was my juice and his cum. God I hate to admit
this, but I attacked his cock. I gulped at it, I
wanted to taste us. The guy fucking me was just as big
as the other one, and just as good. I felt fingers
going over the top of my cheeks and fingers working
down the crack of my ass. The hand was working down
and I felt a finger touching my ass hole. It felt
good, when the guy would slam into me, it would push
the other guys finger against my butt hole. After a
few minutes, I think he worked it in a little. I felt
dirty, I felt nasty and I felt used but I also felt
very, very excited. It seemed to get me hotter. 

The cock I was sucking, that had started out only
half-hard, went soft and then I felt it coming back to
life. It was getting hard again, and that, almost in
itself, was making me crazy with lust. I 
felt I think two fingers working into my ass, as the
other guy was fucking me. I felt his cock start to
swell up, and I knew that it would be any second now,
when he would start to shot his cum into me and I
would crest that tidal wave of pleasure.

I heard this girl screaming. She was screaming in
pleasure. She was yelling over and over "FUCK ME! FUCK
ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! OH GOD! IT'S SO GOOD! FUCK ME!
MAKE ME CUM! MAKE ME CUM! FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARDER!"
The I recognized the voice as mine! I was begging
these bastards to fuck me. To let me cum and cum and
cum!  

I felt the cock pulsate, and I felt the sperm shooting
deep inside of me. The guy pumped a while more as my
own body shook and shook with from it's climax. As I
was kneeling there, sucking the first guy's now rock
hard cock, I heard a very familiar voice coming from
the video. He said, 
"God Sally! You sure love that dog of your's! Are you
ready for my cock now?" IT WAS PHIL! That
son-of-a-bitch, he had been fucking Sally! I heard him
moan and say, "Oh shit! Your cunt is so hot! That
bitch of mine is a frozen fish. I wish she was like
you. You're so fucking hot, you can't ever get enough
cock, can you baby?" Sally said, "Shut up and fuck me
Phil! Give me that cock! Do my ass hole! Yeah, that's
it, nice and deep. Fuck me baby. You got a long trip
to go on and I want you empty before you leave. Fuck
me baby!"

I was mad, I was shocked, and hearing his voice
brought me back to reality.  I was being used by men
that I did not know. They could kill me! They thought
that I was Sally. I hated my vagina, I hated my
clitoris and I hated this feeling. I even hated the
fact that I loved the feeling of climaxing. Oh how I
wished that bastard never let me feel the damned thing
that I had been  missing all of these years. That
wonderful feeling, that thing that every woman had
felt, except for me. The feeling that Sally felt, that
made her the way that she was. 

Oh Jesus, I wish that he would stop. I wished that it
did not feel so good. Oh his cock is so hard and so
fat. Ohh! Ohh! Ohh Jesus! I'm going to cum again! Oh
god it feels so good. I heard Phil grunting, as he
fucked Sally in her ass hole. I heard her screaming
for him to fuck her harder, deeper and all that. I
felt two maybe three fingers in my own ass, and I
imaged that it was Phil's cock. He wasn't fucking
Sally, he was fucking me. It was his cock, not this
guy's fingers, that was giving me all this wonderful
pleasure. The guy behind me finally pulled out and
another one moved in behind me.

I felt the fingers leave my ass hole, and I felt
something else replace them.  I knew it was a dick, it
pushed against me, and I felt it sliding in. Funny, I
had no idea what to expect. I felt myself being
stretched open. I felt fingers working my clit and
voices telling the guy to fuck me. They kept telling
him to make me cum. Make her squirm and squirm I did.
I was moving my ass and pushing back against him. I
had two different feelings going on at the same time.
The man I was sucking pulled back and I could not
catch my breath, I could barely keep my wits. I felt a
different kind of climax. I felt like I had to shit
and climax, both at the same time. I felt my cunt
clenching him tight, very tightly. 

The guy whose cock that I was sucking said, "Come on!
Hurry up! I want some of that ass! Hurry up man!" and
the man fucking my ass became a piston. In and out, in
and out, hard and fast. 

I started in. I knew what I wanted to say because I
knew what I wanted from them. I said "Oh fuck me. "OH
JESUS! FUCK ME! MAKE ME CUM! MAKE ME CUM! I WANT IT! I
WANT IT! FUCK MY ASS!"  I felt him pump hard into me
and then hold me tight. I felt his cock pulse and
pulse. I felt him empty his cum into me. I screamed,
"YES! YES! OH GOD YES! YES!"

My body climaxed over and over. He quickly pulled out
and another cock slid right back inside. Just for a
second, it seemed that I was empty, and just for a
second, my climax started to die. When the other cock
slid deep inside of me, I felt so warm, so hot, so
nasty and I loved it. God forgive me, but I loved it
so. I was lost in a feeling of never ending climaxes,
one right after another. It's a good thing that I was
on my knees, as I would have fallen down, if I had
been standing. 

I am not sure how many times they took turns fucking
me, but I know that I was fucked in my ass hole and in
my cunt, and when they pulled out of my pussy, I
begged them to let me lick them clean. My head was
spinning with lust. It was as if the damn broke, that
had been holding back 27 years of climaxes. All those
years with Phil, fucking him so he could have his
pleasure, and never feeling anything but being a
receptacle for him to empty his cum into my mouth,
after he had come back from fucking Sally, and once in
a while letting him fuck my pussy for a few strokes.
When the last man finished, my body started to come
down. The never ending waves of pleasure  stopped, and
I began to come back down to reality. The lust was
leaving my mind and I realized that even though I had
enjoyed the sex, I was still their captive. I rested
my head on the bed and relaxed. I listened to the men
catching their breath.

One man said, "Look at that!" Another said "Look at
what?" The first one said, "Look at her ass.
There, on the cheek. See it? See the butterfly?"
Another voice said, "Oh shit! Terry, you said this was
Sally Johnson! Look Sally Johnson has a tattoo on her
ass!"

I was terrified, they now knew that I wasn't Sally. 

Just then the phone rang, one of the men said,
"Hello... Hello Peter." 

One of the other men said, "Put him on the speaker!" 

I heard Peter's voice say, "I just got your ransom
note, but I have to tell you Ralph, Sally is here with
me. I don't know who you have, but it isn't Sally." 

Ralph said, "What about the formula? Did it sell? Are
we, am I going to get any money from it?"

Peter said "I told you Ralph, we're partners. You'll
get your half when we get home. Now who is it that you
have, that you thought was Sally?" 

Ralph said, "We don't know. We picked her up as she
was coming out of your house. She was wearing the same
dress that Sally wore yesterday." 

Peter's voice said, "Oh Christ Ralph! I think you
grabbed my neighbor's wife! Boy did you pick the wrong
girl! She's the type of cold fish that we made that
formula for. Don't hurt her, she's a good friend of
Sally's, and her husband is one of Sally's, regular
lovers. Shit, if Sally didn't fuck her husband, he
would have exploded by now. It was her that got me
thinking of something to help all the poor guys like
him."

I heard Ralph say, "Cold fish? You called her a cold
fish? Shit! She just fucked the 8 of us, for the last
3 hours and was begging for more, until she fell
asleep. This can't be your neighbor, this girl is a
fucking whore! She can't get enough cock! Trust me
Peter, this ain't her."

Peter said, "Well whoever you have, you better get her
back before she is missed!"

Ralph said, "Yeah, your right! John, let's get her
back to her car." 

I felt a prick in my arm, and I went out like a light.
 I woke up sitting in my car. My pussy and my butt
hole felt sore, not in pain, just a little sore, and 
I felt cum oozing out of me. I looked around and
realized that it was dark out, and that I had better
get home fast.  I found my keys in my purse and sat
there thinking about my day long ordeal. I kept going
over everything in my mind. I was mad. I was overcome
with feelings. Feelings that I did not understand
myself right then. 
I had found out today that my husband was having sex
with my neighbor, my best friend. I had confided in
Sally about all sorts of things, and she knew how
Philip treated me, sexually, but she had sex with him,
and the sex she had with him was nothing like the sex
we had ever had. The other feelings I had was I had
been raped and used. I had experienced sexual pleasure
for the first time in my life, and I was sick with
myself, because I should have had that with Phil. But
he was too busy next door, and he must have thought
that I was not worth his time or effort. 

Those strangers, men who did not even know me had
given me pleasures that I should not have felt. I sat
there and remembered what one of them said as I was
waking up on the bed.  He said something, what was it?
Oh yeah he said, "Just as soon as her fucking husband
deposits the money, we'll knock her out again and put
her back in her car, that is if she want's to go back
to him. She just may decide to leave him when she
finds out what he's done, and if she does go back,
she'll be returned the same way we found her." The
another voice popped up and said, "Oh yeah! How's
that?" Then the first guy said something that scared
me to the bone. "Freshly fucked! Only she'll be so
well fucked, that cum will ooze from her for days!"

I lifted my dress, opened my legs and looked down. I
was oozing, just like that guy had said. He was also
right about me when he had said,  "She just may decide
to leave him, when she finds out what he's done!" It's
a good thing Phil was going to be gone for 4 more
days. I was trying to make up my mind. Should I go to
the police? Should I leave Phil? Or should I even go
home? But the one question, that just hung there in my
mind was, how can I ever get that feeling again? 

Here I sat, sore, mad, what should I do? I started my
car put in reverse and pulled out of the parking lot.
I  just started driving, Over and over I replayed
everything that had been said, and the things that I
did, and what had been done to me. Somehow I ended up
at home. I got out of the car, and as I stood there, I
could feel their sperm oozing out of me. I felt very,
very wet both in the front and the back. I was tired,
I was hungry, and I had to get a glass of wine.

After taking a very hot bath, and douching both of my
holes, I finished my wine, and collapsed on my bed,
instantly falling asleep. Then I had another first,
for the first time in my whole life, I had a first
sexual dream, or at least the first that I remembered.
When I awoke, I realized that it was a dream, and  I
was out of breath. The climax that I had in, and from,
the dream was so strong. I my dream, I was screaming
at the top of my lungs, and I woke up saying the same
things, "YES! YES! OH GOD YES! I'M CUMING! I'M
CUMING!" At what word I woke up, I truly do not
remember, but I woke up with wave after wave floating
through my body. I had my own hand between my legs,
and it was so wet that I thought I may have urinated,
but I had only climaxed. 

I brought my hand up expecting to smell the urine
smell, only to find my fingers slippery from my own
juices or maybe it was left over from my ordeal the
day before. I was glad I was not wet from my own
urination though. I closed my eyes, and I wanted to
re-call every lovely moment of that dream. I
remembered it started with me walking into a bar. It
was a small bar, full of men. I 
found the man that was the most handsome man I ever
did see. I walked up to him, and gave him the hottest
kiss that I knew how to give. He felt me up under my
short skirt, then he ripped off my panties and placed
me on the nearest bar table. He laid me on my back and
I felt him holding my legs in his arms. His cock slid
in, and all kinds of men stood around the table. One
after another, they all took turns fucking me. I
climaxed over and over. They used my ass, my cunt and
my mouth. I looked at the door of the bar as it opened
and Phil walked in. I had a cock in my mouth from the
guy who just finished fucking me in my cunt.  There
was a guy trying to insert a what felt like truck up
my ass. He pushed hard, and I felt his fat cock go in.
I looked straight into Philip's eyes as I started to
fuck back hard. Shoving my hips back hard against him
as he shoved his cock into my ass. 

I told Phil that I was the hottest piece of ass in the
world. He is fucking me in my ass, this cock I'm
sucking, just came out of the hottest cunt in the
world. Too bad you are fucking Sally, she's not nearly
as hot as I am. Are you watching these men fuck your
cold fish wife? Ask them my love, ask them my sweet,
ask these boys here just how cold I am. 

He looked so surprised. He walked up to me and said
that he wanted to be next. I said, "Sure you can fuck
me but you get to be last. After Bill fucks me for the
third time, AND you suck his cock clean. Then, and
only then, will I let you fuck me ever again. You will
pay dearly for fucking Sally!" 

After Bill fucked me, Phil had to get on his knees,
and suck his cock. Peter appeared in my dream 
and he had the fattest cock that I ever saw. He was
standing between my legs and with both hands, I
reached for his butt. I grabbed at him and pulled him
into me hard. I held him and I was fucking him hard. I
looked at Phil and saw him on his knees. He had Bill's
cock in his mouth and another guy was fucking his ass
hole. I started to climax. I wanted Phil to know just
how cold of a fish I was, so I started to tell Peter
how good his fat cock felt and how much I loved the
way it felt inside of me. That he could come over to
my house any day, any time and fuck me. He could come
home from work and fuck me. He could even wake up in
the middle of the night, come over, wake me up and
then fuck me. I remember that I said, "Your making me
cum Peter. Your going to make me cum. I'm close! No
I'm there! I'M THERE! YES! YES! OH GOD YES! I'M
CUMING! I'M CUMING!"

All of the time that I laid there remembering that
lustful dream, I had my fingers working on that lovely
clit. Again I shuddered to another wave of pleasure. I
laid there just relaxing from what I had just done
again, and I wondered what was I thinking, what was my
mind really telling me. I knew I was mad at Phil, but
I was also mad at Peter and Sally. Funny, Sally wasn't
in my dream.

I finally got up, made coffee and toast. Sitting there
I kept thinking about yesterday. My emotions were
running rampant. I hated those men for kidnapings me,
I hated finding out about Peter, Phil and my friend
Sally. Then with the other side of my feelings,  I
loved those men that had kidnaped me. I loved them for
unlocking my sexual pleasure and my lust for those
wonderful climaxes. I loved them for making me climax
over and over, for somewhere between 3 and 5 hours, or
however long I was there. I loved Peter and Sally for
going on their trip putting me in the position for
those men to kidnap me.

But what about Phil? Oh, I still hated him, the
fucking no good, pencil dicked, cock sucker, 
mother fucking bastard.  Oh yeah, there was no doubt
about it, I hated him! I remembered in my 
dream, seeing him sucking a dick and getting fucked in
his ass, while he watched me fucking 30 to 40 men.
Watching me and knowing that I was loving every minute
of it. I decided to go get his things, pack them up
and the day he is due back, his stuff would be waiting
for him in the carport.

I put on my sweats. Funny, for the first time ever in
my life, I did not put panties or a bra on. I knew I
was going to be home and it was so comfortable to wear
nothing but my sweat tops and bottoms. I got to work
on Phil's stuff. After I packed his things, I realized
that I forgot to go feed Brut, and I had to be at the
church to help set up the tables for the pot luck
dinner at 3:00 this afternoon. I darted out the back
door over to Peter and Sally's. I took the keys went
inside and  got his food. I unlocked the cage and let
him out of his run to eat and play. I went back in the
house leaving the slider open. It was OK to let him
run, as long as someone was in the house. 

I made some ice tea, sat down and looked around. I saw
the couch and the table that Sally laid on her back,
as I had heard the guys describe it in the video. The
Video, I wondered if their were any other video's
around. I have never been a snoop, but I had to know,
I just had to see if they had 
another video around, one with Phil in it. I did not
have to look long, right under the Video recorder, in
the cabinet, were maybe 70 or 80 video tapes, I
counted 10 with case covers, and the rest were all
home made. I just grabbed one, and put it in the
recorder. Then I went to the couch and started
watching.
 
I  sat there watching, waiting to see Phil. I wanted
something to throw in his face. I watched as Sally
fucked man after man. I watched her sucking all kinds
of men. I watched her as she put on a nasty sex show.
I watched as she used different things to fuck
herself.  It was in the third video, that I saw her
doing something  I never expected to see. I had waited
to see Phil, and I waited to see Brut and her have
sex. After watching two of them, I started to look at
the tittles, I found one marked "3-18, subject #2,
potion (two drops)"  That was 6 days ago. The video
started, Sally was talking to the camera as she sat on
the couch. She said "Today is March 18, this is our
second subject. Our first one was a failure. I have
placed two drops of the potion in a glass of ice tea.
I have invited our subject over on the basis that I
wanted some advise on my marriage.

I then saw Mary, a friend of mine.  She was wearing
the same dress that she was wearing the day we had the
ladies prayer meeting at the Church. That was the
long, ankle length, blue skirt and  a pale yellow
blouse. Her hair was up in that bun that she always
wore it in. This video had to have been taken after
the prayer meeting. I remember that it was very cloudy
during the meeting, and it did not get sunny until
about 2:30. The light coming in from the slider showed
that it was very sunny. Mary lives across the street,
and is the one who leads our prayer meetings, and is
the choir director for our church.  She is the one
that got me involved with her church, when we moved
here many years ago. It was her that asked me to help
her today at the church. 

They were sitting on the same couch that I was sitting
on watching the video. The camera was not as clear as
the others I had watched, in fact, it looked as if was
shooting from the plant across the room. I watched as
Sally handed her a glass of wine. They talked for a
few minutes, I started to turn it off, knowing that
whatever they were talking about, was most likely
church stuff, or Mary was over here trying to get
Sally to join us at the Church. I had almost turned it
off, but decided to turn up the volume to hear what
they were saying. Sally offered Mary some ice tea, and
Mary said sure. Sally walked out of the camera's view,
but I could still hear her talking to Mary. She told
Mary that she needed some advise on a few things, and
she returned as she was talking. Sally asked Mary how
long had she and George had been married. 

I was stunned, all of a sudden I realized, that is the
exact same thing she had said to me just, what was it
any way, 4, no it was just 5 days ago, but she had
offered me coffee. She then asked Mary if she liked to
garden, and Mary went on telling her about her garden.
Then Sally told Mary she was having some personnel
problems with Peter, and asked Mary if they could talk
about some things. Maybe she could help her better
understand Peter, and make sure that she did not mess
up her marriage. I sat there amazed, it was almost
word for word what she had said to me. 

Sally made Mary promise not to tell a soul about what
she told her, and begged, I mean begged, Mary not to
mention anything to George, because she knew that
Peter and George were friends. Mary agreed, and Sally
asked if Mary felt comfortable in giving her sexual
advise. Mary told her she would help in any way she
could. Sally started in talking about how she loved
sex with Peter. Mary had finished her tea, and sat
there looking at Sally. Sally started in telling Mary
that she was a not a virgin when she got married,
however she was not acquainted enough in sex, to know
if what Peter was doing was right, or what he wanted
her to do with him was right. 

Mary, just like I had  asked her, "What is it that he
wants you to do?" and "What does he do to you? "

Sally asked, "Is it  right to grab hold of her
husbands rock hard cock and to stroke it?" 

Mary said "Sure it is, he's your husband!"

Now Sally and I  never got this far, because I told
Sally I did not want to talk about sex, and I changed
the subject, but Mary was not like me. 

Sally said "Peter likes me to wake him up touching him
and putting his limp dick in my mouth." Sally then
said "I  love the way his cock feels in my mouth, all
soft and small, and warm. He likes me to hold his
balls in my hands, as I gently suck his cock" she
said, "I love the feeling of it when it starts to grow
in my mouth, when it started to get hard and I can get
my fingers around the base, I  likes to grab it and
start stroking his half hard cock. I hate to admit it
to another person Mary, but I get so fucking wet when
his cock gets rock hard from my sucking him and
stroking him. His cock gets really fat, when he is
rock hard. So fat that it hurts my mouth sometimes. Oh
geez, I guess I should not be so descriptive should
I?" 

Mary could hardly talk, but she managed to say "It's
OK, George uses that language all of the 
time. I'm use to it by now. Besides it's just us
girls. Please go on Sally" 

Sally now was speaking softly, and dreamily, she said,
"I tell you Mary, it really gets to me. Why I have
been right here, kneeling on the floor, Peter will be
sitting where you are sitting, and I have been sucking
on him, loving him with my mouth. It makes me crazy
with lust. I get so fucking hot, that I have had to
reach down between my legs and touch myself. Sometimes
Peter even wants me to stop sucking him, and lay back
right where I am right now, spread my legs and finger
myself in front of him. Is that sick, or should I
enjoy it?" 

Mary's face was flush, as I am sure mine would be. I
swear my pussy was throbbing. The way Sally was
describing these things would make a dead woman blush.
 Mary said, "I don't know, George and I only have sex
in our bedroom, but I can tell you, that when I go
down on him, it gets to me." 

Sally smiled and asked "Do you get so wet and horny
that you can't keep your fingers away from yourself?" 

Mary said, "I once started to touch myself in front of
George and he said that I was sick for wanting to, so
I don't let George see me when I masturbate" 

I guess that was something that interested Sally,
because she then said, "Peter loves to watch me finger
myself and fuck myself, and I hate to admit it Mary,
but I get so fucking hot doing it in front of him. I
know he likes to watch, but there are times that I
actually forget that he is there, and I finger and
fuck myself while I think about other men that I know
I can't have or I know I 
should not think about. Take Tom Cruise, there have
been times that I have been sucking Peter and in my
mind it was Tom Cruise. Have you ever done something
like that?" 

Mary said "Yeah, I have! I always think about Pastor
Profit."

Sally started to really press it. She said right now,
I can close my eye's (and she did) and I can see Tom
Cruise's cock, right in front of me. I can picture
myself leaning forward, opening my mouth and taking
his cock inside of me. I can taste it, with his
pre-cum on the tip."

Mary sat there, and with her skirt covering her, she
put her hand between her legs. She was watching
Sally's eyes, as I was. Mary was rubbing herself, and
trying to do it with out being seen. Sally said,
without opening her eyes, I bet if you closed your
eyes like me, you could see Pastor Profit's hard cock.
Can you see it in front of you?" 

I looked at Mary, she had closed her eyes, and said in
a deep throaty voice, "Yep, I can see him."  

Then Sally said "Oh my god! I am so fucking hot! My
cunt is on fire! If I had a man right now, and I don't
care who he was, I  would fuck him until he begged for
me to let him go! What about you Mary?" 

I waited on pins and needles, Mary spoke softly and
said "Yeah! Oh yea, me too!" 

I watched as Sally opened her eyes and kept talking. I
would lay back here, pull up my dress, open my legs
and he would see that I was naked under my dress. I
would have him kneel down on the floor, bend over and
lick me! I would have him licking my clit, my lips and
fingering me, all at the same time. Can you picture
that Mary, can you?" 
Mary did not say a word, she just buried her hand
between her legs and went "Hmmmmm!"

I was mesmerized, I was hot, the home movies of Sally
were a slight turn on, but nothing like this. I was
hanging on every word. I could see with my eyes wide
open, everything Sally was describing to Mary. Looking
at Mary, I could see that she was in the same state
that I was in. Sally reached down and rubbed herself. 
As she talked, she stared at Mary's face, to make sure
that she was reaching her. 

She said, "I would have him eat me. To lick both of my
holes, my cunt and my ass hole. He wants to fuck me,
but I won't let him until I have two or three
climaxes. When I do, he will pull me to the edge of
the couch here, and stick his fat hard cock right at
my open, wet wanting hole!" Sally was talking real
soft, real slow and god awful hot. "With my eyes shut,
I can see just how big and fat it is. I can see his
face. He is hot! He has to fuck me! I have to have
him!" 

Mary's hand was working on herself, fast. Her legs
were open and she had her skirt hard up against
herself. As she rubbed her crotch, it was very obvious
to me, and I am sure it was obvious to Sally, that
Mary was getting very close to a climax. Sally was
looking right at Mary's face. She pulled down her own
dress, closed her legs and then she said , "God Mary,
I  have to stop this. I have to open my eyes. I have
to get that fat cock out of my mind."

When she said that, Sally closed her eyes. Mary's eyes
shot open, and she quickly pulled her hand out from
between her legs, and at the same time, she closed
them. Sally waited a few minutes and opened her eyes.
Mary was sitting very lady like, and then Sally spoke,
"Am I sick for having those types of fantasies?" 

Mary I could tell did not know what to say. Any other
time I'd bet that she would have said yes, but right
now she said, "No, I  don't think so." 

Then Sally asked, "Am I some sort of sick person
because I get so turned on sucking him?"

Mary said in a crackling voice, that I could tell was
very dry, "No."

Sally then said, "I have to confess something to you
Mary, I was not thinking about Tom Cruise, I was
thinking of George, are you mad?" 

Mary started to laugh, and said "And I was thinking
about Peter." then they both laughed. 

Sally asked "Is George a good lover?" 

Mary said, "He's OK, but I had a boyfriend in high
school, that was the best. He puts George to shame,
but you had better not ever tell him that!"

Sally laughed and said "Hey, remember our promise,
nothing leaves this room, so tell me, (as she 
giggled) what made him so much better than George?"

Mary said, "Well, OK, but promise not to think badly
of me, remember I was young and did not know about
life. Johnny would do me for hours."

Sally jumped at that and said "What do you mean "do
it" Mary?"
 
Mary said, "You know."

Sally pressed her and said "No I don't baby, tell me
what you mean, could he kiss for hours? Drive for
hours? Talk for hours? Fuck for hours?" 

Mary giggled and said, "He could finger me for hours,
and he liked to do it in strange places, exciting
places. We would do it in the school parking lot,
really all over school"

Sally cut her off and asked "He fingered you or you
fucked?"

Mary said, "We did both, but fingers mostly." 

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If you enjoyed my sharing one of my most nasty past
experiences, why not put in 
writing exactly how it effected you, and what you did
about it (one good turn 
deserves another, is it possible to do for me what I
hope I did for you?) 
   Linda  

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