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The following story is a work of fiction and involves sex between 
consenting adults.  If you are too young to read this, or this sort of 
material offends you, please do not read it.  Your comments on the
story are welcome. You may send them to the author at 
master__Sam@hotmail.com


Copyright (c) 2008 by Sam Spade
(Master__Sam@hotmail.com)
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Chapter 1: Polka-Dots on Parade

Recently I was in LA on business staying at an Embassy Suite hotel. You 
know the type. A big atrium with glass elevators and hotel room windows 
that look out on the hall. I had dinner with a client and got back to 
the hotel around 10.

Since it was early I decided to stop in the bar for a drink before bed. 
As I was sitting in the bar enjoying my brandy I struck up a 
conversation with a young couple who were seated next to me at the bar. 
They were in LA on vacation. They had been to Universal city that day 
and were looking forward to Venice beach the following afternoon.

We moved from the bar to a table and I offered to buy them a drink. They 
didn't drink much and didn't want anything too strong. I suggested long 
island ice tea - commenting that I had heard it was a smooth gentle 
drink. One drink became two and then three. As we talked the 
conversation, fueled by the liquor became more open.

I shared a story about how my ex-wife and I had once been seduced by an 
older couple while on a ski trip to Denver. I explained that we had met 
the couple when we shared a table for dinner to cut an hour off the wait 
time. Turned out they were experienced swingers who had made swapping 
partners seem like the most natural thing in the world. Sensing both 
interest and excitement in my two young companions I went on to share 
further details of this episode from my youth. I explained that the 
other, older woman was completely shaven down there.

Trace blushed a deep, bright red while and eager Tom asked why she would 
do that. Better oral sex I explained. She loved to receive oral sex and 
this made it both easier and better for her partner. My young couple, 
Tom and Tracy, said they could never do something like that. It was 
unclear if they were referring to swapping or pussy shaving.

Seems they were high school sweethearts and Tracy was still a virgin 
when they married. Once, senior year, they had had a fight. Tom went out 
with the school tramp and had sex, while Tracy went out with another boy 
who got his hand inside her bra. That was the extent of their sexual 
adventures outside of each other. Not the sort of information they 
usually shared with strangers, but then I don't think they realized how 
much the drink was opening them up.

They were in fine spirits when we decided to call it a night and head up 
to our respective rooms. Problem was, their first attempt to stand was a 
failure. Long Island Ice Tea is notorious for attacking knees and 
judgment. Since I felt some responsibility for their predicament I 
offered to help them to their room. With an arm around each of them we 
made our way to the elevator.

As we rode up to their room on the top floor I pointed out two guys in 
the lobby who were looking up at us and were probably trying to see up 
Tracy's short dress. "I hope they like polka-dots!" Tom remarked, "Cause 
that's what she's wearing."

"I love polka-dots!" I exclaimed.

Tracy blushed.

We rode in silence until the elevator reached the top. There condition 
was continuing to deteriorate as I half carried, half dragged them to 
their room. Somehow Tom managed to fish the room key from his pants. I 
slid it into the slot and quickly opened the door. I propped Tracy 
against the wall and dragged Tom across the room and into a chair.

I returned for Tracy and picked her up in my arms and carried her across 
the sitting room and into the bedroom where I deposited her on the bed. 
She seemed to be out cold. I went back and picked up Tom and dragged him 
to his side of the bed. He was just barely conscious.

"Want some help getting ready for bed?" I asked.

Tom mumbled something that I took for a yes. As a safety precaution I 
started by undressing Tom. I started with his shoes and in less than two 
minutes he was laying naked on the bed. I noticed a camera on the 
dresser and quickly took a picture of the naked Tom next to the fully 
clothed Tracy.

I moved to her side of the bed and repeated my question. "Tracy, want 
some help getting undressed?"

Tracy's breathing grew a little louder, a clear yes in my book. I began 
by lifting the hem of her dress. Yes, she was indeed wearing polka-dot 
panties. I lifted her into a sitting position and unzipped her dress. 
Laying her back on the bed I slid her arms out of the dress. Then i 
lifted her legs and pulled her dress out from under her. She was now 
lying on the bed in her sandals, bra and polka-dot panties. I picked up 
the camera and took another photo of Tracy.

Setting aside the camera I again lifted Tracy to a sitting position and 
unfastened her bra. Sliding it down her arms I let free her delicious 
tits. They were full like two small melons. Soft brown aureoles 
surrounded pointy pink nipples. I couldn't help myself - I bent forward 
and gently kissed the left nipple. I slid it into my mouth where, held 
gently between my teeth, I teased it with my tongue.

Tracy let out a soft moan. I stepped back and looked down at Tracy. One 
nipple was now clearly longer and firmer than the other. I couldn't 
leave her in this unbalanced state. I bent forward and gently sucked her 
other nipple to full firmness. Again she moaned and again I stepped back.

One more picture and it was time to remove her panties. With a 
combination of gentle lifts and soft tugs her panties soon slid onto her 
thighs revealing a thick bush of soft brown hair. I continued the tugs 
and her panties slid down her legs, past knees, calves and ankles and 
eventual freedom.  I bent forward and for the first time, I believe, 
Tracy's mound knew the gentle feel of a kiss.

I snapped a few more pictures, moving her legs so that by the final shot 
her pussy was wide open. Now it was time for the moment of truth. I was 
rock hard and it would have been easy enough to slip into her. What held 
me back is that I'm not really in to rape. I like a partner who is a 
willing participant, not one who is out cold or fighting to get away.

Instead I decided on a little fun. I went to the bathroom and found what 
I needed - small scissors, a razor and shaving cream.  Using the small 
scissors I proceeded to give Tracy's bush a trim. Working quickly I soon 
had removed the bulk of her bush. I finished using the shaving cream and 
razor until her cunt was completely bald. I shaved her mound and down 
along her lips until nothing remained of her former full bush

I stepped back and admired my handiwork. Picking up the camera I took a 
few more pictures showing off my handiwork. I finished with a couple of 
close-ups of her cunt lips. I bent down and gave Tracy one more kiss - 
gently probing her slit with my tongue. She moaned softly. I stood up 
and headed for the door. On the way I stopped and picked up her 
polka-dot panties and shoved them into my pocket.
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Chapter 2:

The next day I finished my work early and by six o'clock I was back at 
the hotel for happy hour. I was sitting there, thinking over the client 
meeting and how well it had gone when I heard my name being called by a 
semi-familiar voice. It was Tracy and Tom. The walked over with their 
drinks and some snacks and asked if they could join me. "Sure!" I said, 
a little surprised that we were still on good terms.

After a few minutes of polite conversation Tracy asked Tom to get her a 
fresh drink. Tom walked over to the bar and took his place at the end of 
a long slow line.

"What happened last night?" Tracy asked.

"What do you mean? You two had too much to drink so I helped you to your 
room. When I left you were both lying on the bed dead to the world."

"Did you undress us?" she asked. Her voice was all curiosity without a 
hint of anger. I felt I was on safe ground.

"Yes, I helped you guys get undressed. You were having problems with 
buttons and zippers and asked if I could help."

"I guess that was OK." She sounded a little unnerved. "It's just that no 
one except Tom has ever seen me naked before."

"Well you looked lovely." I said. "You should be quite proud of how you 
look, but if it makes you uncomfortable I won't mention it to anyone."

"Thank you. One last question, did you shave me, uh, you know, down there?"

"Did I what?"  I stammered in a feigned shock.

"Well you told us that story and when I woke up this morning I had been 
shaved. To be honest I think Tom was too drunk and too shy to have done 
it. That meant it had to have been you."

"Why would I have done such a thing?" I asked trying to sound both shy 
and puzzled by her inquiry.

"I was hoping you could tell me. You said people did it for better oral 
sex, but Tom and I don't do that sort of thing."

"Did we have oral sex?" She asked sounding a little concerned.

"No we did not. I like my partners awake and involved. You were neither. 
So, much as I would have enjoyed having oral sex with you, we did not 
have sex last night. Maybe we'll have better luck tonight. Now, not to 
change the subject, but what did Tom say about the shaving?"

"I doesn't know. He was still asleep when I woke up and I made sure he 
didn't see it. I think he would be very angry if he thought you had done 
it. Hell, he would probably be angry if he realized you had seen me naked."

"Are you angry?"

"No, I just wish I had been awake enough to have experienced what ever 
it was I experienced. I read about oral sex in magazines and people make 
it sound like something fantastic. Sometimes I just wish we could do 
things like that. "

"It can be fantastic and maybe tonight you'll get the chance to try it." 
I concluded as I noticed Tom leaving the bar with our drinks.

Tom joined us and the conversation turned to their day at the beach. 
They had slept in and it had been a very slow and quiet day for them. 
Tracy teased Tom about staring at the women at the beach in their sexy 
bikinis. Tom seemed a little embarrassed but went on to point out that 
Tracy had actually purchased her own very, very skimpy bikini.

They had no plans for dinner so I suggested Il Fornaio on Beverly in 
Beverly Hills. I offered to drive and they were happy to have a dinner 
plan. Tracy was extra pleased when she learned the restaurant was just a 
block from Rodeo Drive and that we could window shop after dinner.

Dinner consisted of good Italian food accompanied by much wine. I held 
back as I was our designated driver. Dinner conversation consisted 
mostly of me telling old stories of sexual adventure. The high point, 
from my perspective was the story of my ex's first threesome.

Tracy and Tom were fascinated, shocked and mostly curious as I explained 
in graphic detail how we had met a stranger while on vacation and he had 
seduced us into a threesome.

I emphasized how it had broadened and improved our sex life, adding a 
new dimension that carried us for the next fifteen years. Tracy blushed 
intently, but hung on every word of my description of my wife being 
double penetrated.

I paid for dinner - a celebration of a successful trip. Dinner over we 
took a brief walk up Rodeo, Tom and Tracy gawking at the pricey window 
displays.

The drive back to our hotel was a bit of a setback. Tracy dozed in the 
back seat while Tom explained that their sex life was too great to ever 
need something like a threesome. "Too bad!" I remarked casually. "You 
don't know what your missing if you aren't open to new experiences."

"I'm open!" Tom almost shouted "I just don't think it's something WE need."

"Maybe you'd be more open if it was a girl-boy-girl threesome."

"Yeah! Maybe, but that's not what you were talking about."

We drove back to our hotel in a restless silence. With the car back in 
the lot, I suggested we try the hot tub before calling it a night. After 
some discussion Tracy talked Tom into doing it. Seems it was another 
activity he was reluctant to try. We agreed to meet down at the tub.

I arrived first at the tub. Seems being sober allowed me to change a 
little faster than my friends. Tom arrived next. He explained Tracy need 
more time to prepare herself for the high cut of her new suit. Needs 
some trimming he explained without seeming to understand exactly what 
that meant.

I pointed to the bag I had brought from my room and suggested he help 
himself to a brandy. Tom poured himself a generous drink and then 
slipped into the tub.

Ten minutes latter Tracy finally joined us. She was wearing a robe which 
she quickly shed. The suit was a real knockout. She looked killer - 
barely covered by the thin strips of fabric.

I don't think Tom had fully realized just how exposed Tracy would be in 
her knew suit. I understood what he had meant about trimming. If Tracy 
wasn't already shaved she would of lost most of her bush just fitting 
into the suit.

Tracy passed on the brandy while Tom helped himself to a second. Tom was 
clearly outside his comfort zone and the Brandy had become his way of 
coping.

Tracy and I sat quietly as Tom carried on about the importance of 
traditional values. His remarks were punctuated with sips and gulps of 
brandy.

As near as I could tell Tracy tried to hold his hand and then his cock 
under cover of the churning water. Tom did not seem interested and I 
tried to comfort her hurt feelings by starting a gentle game of footsie. 
Under the bubbles our feet gently explored each other.

A security guard from the hotel poked his head around the corner and 
informed us the spa had closed half an hour ago. Sadly we climbed from 
the tub. We headed for the elevator with an inebriated Tom held between 
Tracy and me. She looked disappointed with the way the evening seemed to 
be ending. At their room we half walked, half dragged Tom through the 
sitting room to the bed. He was out cold by the time he collapsed onto 
the bed.

I invited Tracy over to my room for a night cap and to my delight she 
accepted. We walked the short distance down the hall from their room to 
mine in silence. I thing we were both afraid we might utter the wrong 
word and kill the evening.

Tracy entered the room ahead of me. As the door closed behind me, Tracy 
spun on her heals and launched herself at me. Her arms slipped around my 
neck as she drew me in to a long impassioned kiss.

Instinctively my arms slipped around her, holding her close to me. Wow! 
This girl could kiss like nobodies business. Our lips parted and she 
looked up into my eyes. "Teach me about oral sex." She whispered.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes" The one word speaking volumes of her needs and desires. I drew her 
to me and gently kissed her lips. Slowly my lips traced their way down 
her neck and onto her chest. As I moved down her robe slipped to the 
floor. With a simple movement of my head I covered her breast with my 
mouth, softly sucking her nipple through the thin fabric of her suit. I 
moved to her other breast, this time pushing the fabric out of the way.

As I sucked her exposed tit, my tongue gently played with her nipple. 
Holding the now hard nib between my teeth I teased it without mercy. As 
I played my hands undid her top and tossed it in the general direction 
of her robe. I know picked her up and carried her to the bed.

With one last kiss to her breast my lips moved down her stomach and 
passed her navel. My tongue traced the top edge of her suit bottom.

I pulled back and looked down at her small frame lying topless on my 
bed. "Do you really want oral sex?" I asked. She nodded a trembling nod 
of agreement. "Take off the rest of your suit!" I ordered.

Without resistance she slowly removed her suit bottoms showing me the 
naked cunt I had shaved the prior evening. I knelt down on the bed and 
grasped her firmly by the ankles. Slowly I moved her legs apart so I was 
staring down at her open cunt. Tracy blushed a brilliant red from head 
to toe, but she offered no resistance.

I bent forward placing my face into her open cunt. My tongue began to 
lick and explore her slit. Tracy gasped as my Tongue brushed her clit 
for the first time. Her breathing became erratic as I licked and probed 
her slip.

My teeth gently closed around her clit. She began writhing under me as 
my tongue flicked its way across her clit.

"Oh my God! OH my God! OH MY GOD!" She screamed as her body shuddered 
with her first orgasm of the night. Without a break, my tongue continued 
to assault her clit and I was rewarded with her second orgasm. I took a 
finger and rammed it up into her cunt.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD! You are fantastic! You bastard I'm cumming again." 
She twisted and writhed on the bed under me as she exploded into a non 
stop series of orgasmic contractions. Her legs now held my head, drawing 
it tighter into her cunt. I withdrew my finger from her cunt and placed 
it firmly in the center of her rosebud. Her next orgasm lifted her up 
against my face and off the bed. As she rose my finger maintained its 
position.

As she descended she impaled her asshole on my finger. Well lubricated 
from its time up her cunt, it slid easily into the tight dark hole. 
Tracy gasped at this new penetration. I held her clit between my teeth, 
gently massaging it with my tongue. My finger twisted as it  slid 
further up her ass.

Another orgasm brought forth a new set of moans a squeals. "I want you 
to fuck me." Tracy moaned in a breathless whisper. "I need to be fucked."

"You will be." I replied, "but first you need to learn the other half of 
oral sex. You have learned to get, now you need to learn how to give."

"Are you ready to learn how suck cock?"

"Yes." she whispered.

I Stood up and moved to the center of the room. "Now come here and kneel 
in front of me." She took the indicated position and looked up at me. My 
hard on swayed a few inches from her face. "OK" I said. "You are going 
to use your tongue and your lips. Lets begin. First I want you to run 
your tongue up and down the shaft."

Tracy licked up and down my shaft like a fat kid with a Popsicle.  " Now 
give the head a little kiss. Now tease the pee hole with the tip of your 
tongue. Very good!. Now put just the head into your mouth and tease it 
with your tongue. Now lick the shaft again. That's right, lick it all 
the way from my balls up to the top and back. Now suck on my balls."

Tracy followed instructions beautifully. On her own she moved from my 
balls to licking the shaft to sucking the head. "Now the time has come 
for you to really suck cock. Take my cock and slide as much as possible 
into your mouth. Go slowly and back off when you start to gag. Now move 
your head up and down on me. Let my cock slide between your lips, in and 
out of your mouth. Tease it with your tongue as it moves in your mouth." 
  She was a natural. Within a minute this oral virgin was giving me one 
of the best blow jobs I had ever experienced. Not many experienced women 
can swallow a full seven inch cock and this beginner was doing it with ease.

"OK Tracy. Let's move to the bed." I lay down on my back and she knelt 
over me and resumed her oral ministrations. "Tracy," I told her, "You 
are one great cocksucker. Now swing around so I can play with your cunt 
while you suck me."

Tracy mumbled a thank you without breaking stride. She then repositioned 
herself so I had access to her cunt and ass. In the next 20 minutes I 
fingered her through three orgasms while she continued to lick and suck 
my cock. Finally I was getting close.

OK, Tracy. I'm getting close to cumming. When I do, I need you to 
swallow as much cum as you can. Can you do that for me?"

She mumbled agreement without breaking stride. "Now reach back and give 
me your hand. I need you to lubricate your finger with your own cunt juice."

Tracy did as she was told she reached back between her legs and I pushed 
her finger into her cunt. Almost instantly she shuddered with a small 
intense orgasm. I latter learned she had never before gotton herself off 
- another first.

"Tracy, when I start to cum I need you to gently slide your lubricated 
finger into my ass. Now put your finger on my asshole. " My breathing 
became erratic and my hips were thrusting up to push my cock further 
into her mouth. She gently pushed her finger into my ass and I exploded. 
Tracy was a goddess.  She continued to suck  down more cum than I would 
have though possible.

Even after I stopped spurting she continued to suck and lick my cock 
until she had consumed every drop of my cum. Slowly she withdrew her 
finger from my ass. "Thank you! Thank you for teaching me how to suck 
cock. Now I have one more request. Will you make love to me. I think you 
are a good lover and I want to experience real sex. Tom is very good to 
me, but he goes too quickly. I've had more orgasms tonight than I have 
in the last year. So please make love to me. Do me. Fuck me. I need it."

How could I turn the poor girl down. I pulled her to me and for the 
first time we kissed. I then rolled her  on her back and began to slowly 
kiss her neck and ear. I went slowly so she would enjoy it, and also to 
give myself a little more recovery time. For the next fifteen minutes I 
covered every inch of her body with kisses. She war writhing with desire 
and I was hard and ready.

I moved between her legs and slowly lifted them back over her head. Her 
open cunt lay before me. I moved my cock to her entrance and in one 
fluid motion I buried its full length into her. She gasped at this 
sudden invasion. I held it fully buried in her cunt for a few seconds 
and then started a slow rhythmic pounding. On the up strokes I slowly 
pulled out until just the tip was still in her. This was followed by a 
quick down stroke that rapidly re-filled her soft warm cunt. She moved 
under me. Drawing back on my upstrokes and then trusting up to meet my 
penetrating down strokes. Our pace quickened and soon we were pounding 
each other without mercy.

"Oh My God! Oh My God! OhMyGOD!" her cries matching our tempo. She cried 
out a wordless sound and pressed her lips against my chest. It was her 
first orgasm of this fuck, but I wasn't done with her yet. She relaxed a 
little.

"Roll over!" I commanded "I'm going to fuck you doggie style." As I 
expected Tracy did as I asked. In a minute she was up on her knees with 
her ass pointing up. I slipped into her and she gasped.

"It's so deep. I've never felt so full before. Tom's bigger than you but 
he never fills me like this. Oh My God. You bastard! You've ruined me 
forever and I love you for it. Now Fuck me! Fuck Me! Fuck me. 
FuckMEFuckMeFuckMeOhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." She colapsed under me, but I 
wasn't finished yet.

"Now you fuck me!" I whispered into her ear. I lay down on my back next 
to her. She looked at me with a puzzled look.

"You've never been on top before?"

She nodded.

"Kneel across my thighs. That's right. Now up on your knees. Now use 
your hand to guide it into you. Now lower your self onto it. And now you 
may fuck me." She was awkward at first. One or twice she lost me and had 
to restart. Finally she settled in and our pace began to quicken. I 
slammed into her as she drove herself down onto my cock. Ours was a 
blind fury as we fucked like wild animals. Together we cried out and it 
was over.

We lay in a heap Tracy's head on my chest, my now limp cock slowly 
retreating from her cunt. We almost dosed in the quiet. "Time for 
clean-up." I announced. I want you to lick me clean and then go clean 
your self up. The mood was already fading and Tracy did not look fully 
happy at the thought of licking up the mess of cum and cunt juices that 
coved my cock and balls.

Still, she did as I instructed. As she finished I reached between her 
legs and retrieved a large glob of cum that was oozing out of her. I 
held Them out for her on my hand. Seeing what was intended she dutifully 
licked my fingers clean and headed to the bathroom. I lay there for a 
while lost in thought, listening to Tracy cleaning up in the bathroom. 
At last she emerged and began looking for her robe and swim suit. She 
bent to retrieve the suit.

"You have a cute ass. Next time I think I'll fuck you there."

"Thank you, but there won't be a next time. I needed to do this once. I 
love Tom and it would hurt him too much if he found out." By now She was 
dressed. I rose from the bed and retrieved a can of soda from the fridge.

I handed it to her. "If anyone asks you woke up thirsty and went to get 
a soda."

We walked together to the door. She bent forwarded and kissed me softly 
on the cheek. "Thank you."

She was gone.

I left early the next morning and that was the end of my LA business trip.

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