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The girls were too strong, fast and in fact just superior to
us all. I remember that one girl used a hold on her pledge
that had all of us staring in disbelief. She was about 5′8″
tall and weighed about 140; her “victim” was 5′5″ and weighed
about 120 lbs. She walked up to him, flexed her biceps and
made him feel them, she announced, ” they are 163/4″ flexed
and you tell the people how hard they are. ” He stammered
that they were hard as steel. Then she said, ” my arms are
incredibly strong, and I want to use you to demonstrate this
fact. ” I should also mention that she had an incredible
body as well; she had at least 42″ chest, a 28″ waist and her
hips were about 36″. She grabbed the back of his head in one
hand and slammed his face into her chest; with her other hand
she gripped the back of his neck and squeezed with both
hands. He was unconscious in a matter of seconds. Then she
let him slide down her body to the floor. The next thing she
did was the unbelievable part; she reached down and with one
hand she grabbed a handful of his shirt and straightened up,
pulling his limp body off of the floor. Still with one hand
she pressed him over her head and held him there.

She let that sink in for a few minutes and then she exploded
her legs and arms. I must have fainted because the next thing
I knew she was sitting in a chair with her legs holding me up
in a sitting position. I shook my head to try and clear it;
Brandi leaned over and whispered in my ear, ” you are mine,
wimp, and if you ever forget it I’ll really let these legs
work on your body. Now watch the other girls take your pledge
brothers apart. Watch closely because I’m going to use some
of the holds they use on you. We are going to wrestle at
least once a day for awhile. ”

Sitting in my backyard, drinking a cold beer the door bell rings, Getting
up, I answer it only to find a shimmering blond with startling green eyes,
standing in my doorway. I feel a rise in my pants! “Is the lady of the
house in she says sweetly”, “No but what can I do for you” I reply back. My
name is Fawn, I’m the new Avon Lady, I just wanted to introduce myself”.

“She has gone to the store I reply,”….. I lied actually she is working.
“You know though, I have been thinking about getting her a little present,
could you show me something?”….. (I’m hoping she shows me her little
present). “Oh yes, I have some wonderful jewelry, and some magnificent
fragrances” she says. With a sheepish grin I reply “Come on in, show me
what you have to offer.”…..I know what i’d like to take.
She enters the room, wearing a tight blue mini skirt, It is obvious she is
has something on her mind other than selling Avon. “Have a seat, can I get
you a drink” I query her. “Sure, what do you have, she asks” I reply “Cold
beer, I could fix you a Kaluha shake, or light wine.” “If its not too much
work, I’d love a Kaluha shake.” “You got it I hurriedly respond.”…..
Hoping to lighter her head so I can lighten her clothing my member jumps
again. Having fixed the shakes and sitting next to her she begins to show
me her wares,…… Avon ware is not what I’m interested in. “Look at this
lovely heart necklace, she says”. I reply, “Lets put it around your neck so
I can see how it looks. She responds by pulling back her flowing blond
hair. I wrap my arms around her soft neck as I button the clasp with one
hand and unbutton her blouse with the other. “I thought you would never
take the hint she says softly.” Her mouth finds my lips and we kiss
pationately. Our tongues intertwine and our hands are groping for one
another. As I Feel her soft mellons of flesh with the pert little nipples
through her blouse she whimpers, “please fuck me, I been wanting you since
I saw you move in last month. “Not until I have thoroughly eaten your
soaking wet pussy I reply”. “Then eat me, now, I can’t stand it”. I run my
hand along her inner thigh and ever so lightly brush her bush. She quirms!
“Stand up so I can remove your clothes” she obeys “What about your wife?”
she beckons. “I lied, she is working”. Her eyes seem to gaze and a small
smirk emerges…I think nothing of this and slide her ass down to the
carpet and spread her creamy thighs, She is wearing a lacey blue garter
belt and no panties. I am elated she is a natural blond. My tongue dives
into her satiny love canal, darting first to her opening and then back to
her buzz button. She is panting and moaning as I use my tongue to lick the
entire length of her steaming honey pot and the boiling juices begin to
flow from her. Her eyes roll back into her head and she screams in
ecstacy, I continue to tongue lash that silky slit and she continues to
come again and again. Finally she is spent, fully satisfied, it is my
turn. She pushes me back against the wall, engulfs my engorged rock hard
cock in one felt swoop. She begins to suck and bob up and down as I start
to feel the building explosion that is inside of me. Before I shoot a
whole in the back of her head, I grab her, impale her on the top of my
immense 10″ and drive it all the way home. She is uncontrollable, her
slurping pussy is going from side to side and up and down, she is coming
again. Suddenly I feel the excruciating feeling and burning sensation I
have felt so many times before and I erupt into that carnal canal
overflowing it like a winter filled reservoir. She collapses, spent,
thoroughly satiated, satisfied and content. But wait the door opens and
there stands my wife.

“What the hell is going on here” she says. I have no answer, I just lie
there. Fawn is the first to speak, Cindy, “How are you” she exclaims. i
think to myself, “Is this girl nuts, my wife has just caught us fucking and
she is asking “How are you”. “Fine, Fawn darling, did you enjoy my little
surprise?” she blurts to me. I am confused…. “Did you plan this whole
thing I exclaim”? “Yes, but its not over yet, Its my turn now!” Could it
be my adorable wife has the hots for another woman? Within a flash, she is
out of her clothes, and embracing Fawn lovingly. “God you were right,
Cindy, he can eat pussy.” “So can I” says my wife. Lets retire to the
waterbed and see just how good you are Cindy” fawn remarks. Pick her up
and carry her to the bedroom honey, I don’t want your sweet cream to run
out of her until I’ve had a chance to taste hers mixed with it”. …… And
I thought the earlier romp was heaven!
Lying with Fawn on my right side, and Cindy poised between her legs licking
and swallowing the juices dribbling out of her still steamy pussy Fawn
begins to stick her hot tongue in my ear. I am starting to rise to the
occasion again. Sensing this, Fawn scotches down on the bed so she can lick
at my manhood. “Lie on top of him with that flaming blond cunt positioned
just above his cock so I can lick you both at the same time” Cindy demands.
Having moved into this position, I can feel the steam emanating from Fawn’s
canal of pleasure as Cindy nibbles at my now rock hard prong. Suddenly she
takes it and puts it at the mouth of Fawn’s pleasure palace and inserts it
about 2″. Pulling on Fawns ass and legs she slides my cock back and forth
gazing at the glans as it repeatedly appears and disappears down into the
depths of her honey pot……. Fawn’s eyes roll to the back of her head in
ecstasy. Fawn is now sitting up on my steel hard member and jumping up
down as a kid on a pogo stick. I am eating Cindy’s glistening steamy
tunnel of ecstasy as both of them are starting to climax together. My
prick is starting to ache and its pounding against Fawn’s G spot, she is
going berserk! Cindy and Fawn trade places and as they simultaneously
lower their dripping pussy’s down on me, the juices trickle out covering my
phallus and my mouth at the same time. Licking and sucking and gobbling
Fawn’s pussy as my wife is impaling herself on my now cast iron hardon, we
explode in unison, Cindy, me, and then Fawn. The air is filled with moist
pungent scent of two freshly fucked cunts and one thoroughly exhausted
prick.

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All of the pledges were brought into the dining room; we
noticed that all of the tables and chairs had been moved to
one side and stacked out of the way. The active brother of
the fraternity who was in charge of the pledges walked into
the room followed by 12 of the best looking women in the Tri-
Delt sorority, all dressed in sweat suites. He then told us
that the girls were going to pick out a pledge and that
pledge and the Tri-Delt would wrestle. The rules were simple:
submission or knock out only would stop the match, and if it
were submission, both had to agree to the submission.

“He’s hot!!” I replied with a big smile. We both walked
up the driveway, and Kay introduced us. I looked Vin over from
head to toe, and the sight of the sweat pouring down his body
made my panties randy with excitement. I could tell that Vin
was also impressed by my assets –accentuated by a white cotton
halter top and tight black jogging shorts. Kay and I decided
to shoot some hoop with Vin, and the three of us frolicked for
a while. At one point, as I went in for a lay-up, Vin shocked
me by accidentally grabbing my breast as I dribbled past him.

“I’m sorry,” he said sheepishly. “Foul!” Kay
laughed. “I think we’ve all had enough,” she added.

As Kay led me to the house, I stared longingly at Vin. I
hoped that he could see how aroused I was by his touch — my
nipples were so hard that they could be seen through the fabric
of my top. Once inside, we drank some iced tea, but it did not
cool the lust I felt for Vin. Soon he came in, and we sat
around talking for a long time, forgetting that I had come to go
shopping with Kay. I flirted with Vin by deliberately sticking
my chest out and curving my body toward him. When I caught him
staring, I got embarrassed. I’m kind of awkward in these
situations, and I hoped I wasn’t fouling up.

Then Kay asked if I would like to watch a new video in
her bedroom, and I thought that it sounded like fun. We headed
upstairs, with me secretly hoping that Vin would follow, but he
didn’t. Since Kay is a really cool girl, I was not surprised
when she turned to me during the movie and said, “So you like my
brother?”

“Oh, desperately,” I replied.

“It’s okay,” she said. “Lots of girls like him — but
he’s still a virgin. I think you two could have some fun
together and make a nice couple. Why don’t I go out for some
ice cream and leave you and Vin to get acquainted? I’ll bring
some back — you might need to cool off!” I couldn’t believe my
luck! My friend was giving me the okay to do it with her
brother, and I really liked this guy. I was nervous and turned
on at the same time. After Kay left, I went down the hall to
her brother’s room. I slowly turned the door handle and peaked
in. There was Vin, lying on his bed, moaning and jerking
himself off!

“Oops, I’m sorry,” I apologized, blushing.

Vin looked at me as if he’d seen a ghost. I laughed and
said that it was a perfectly normal thing for him to be doing,
and that it also turned me on. He replied that he had become
so aroused by meeting me that he couldn’t help but try to
release his pent-up energy when he was alone. “Well, you’re
not alone anymore,” I said. Vin asked me where his sister had
gone. I told him that she went out for some ice cream and that
she would be back later with his favorite flavor. “How could
she do that when my favorite flavor is standing right in front
of me?” he said with a smile.

“I want to make love with you,” was my answer.

I looked straight into his brown eyes, and then got on
top of him and hungrily kissed his lips and neck. He said that
I was a dream come true. We were both a little awkward, but I
got his pants off in record time. I licked and kissed my way
down his beautiful torso until I came to his wonderful cock.He
wasn’t as big as some other guys I have touched, but it didn’t
matter. There was something more than animal lust between us
already. As I began to suck his swollen member, Vin begged me to
stop, saying that he would cum if I didn’t. I guessed that he
wanted to really enjoy his first time. Vin took off my top and
gently removed my bra. Like a child with a new toy, he felt my
ample tits. At that moment I felt that I was in love with him.
He got on top of me and caressed my body with a slow and steady
hand until I was totally hot.

“Pull my panties down!” I begged.

Vin obliged, telling me that he was in heaven. I asked
him to rub his prick against my horny pussy. As his hot penis
touched my body, I trembled with delight. Moving lower, he
kissed my cunt lips and blew on my hair. I cooed like a baby as
Vin gently nibbled on my cunt and then inserted his fingers and
his tongue. As a wave of shuddering pleasure enveloped me, I
knew that I was about to come. “Eat me!” I hollered, and Vin
cupped his hands under my ass and licked and sucked my pussy and
clit like a starving man. My orgasm made me lose my breath for
a few moments, and Vin, being the gentleman, waited for me to
relax. I wanted that babybeamer in me so bad, but Vin knew that
it was my first time also, and he was determined to make it as
smooth as possible.

Vin put a pillow under my ass and tried to insert his
hard member. Though I was very wet, I was still too tight. Vin
was scared that he might hurt me, but I was incredibly turned on
and waited lustfully for his rock-hard tool. Positioning
himself, Vin drove into my eager love nest. His cock felt so
good and so big inside me. Soon he had me to the hilt, and my
muscles tightened around his pole. “Oh, yes!” I gasped, “Oh,
baby. Pump me, stud!”

Vin was groaning and that turned me on even more. It was
also funny, even though this was a serious thing, because we
were having such a good time. Finally, his penis ruptured inside
me, and then I came again, too. After our panting had quieted,
we both drifted off to sleep, so satisfied that we didn’t need
any ice cream.

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Pete was a gorgeous guy who had his pick of women. I fact, he

usually picked more than one of them. This may not seem like a problem to

some, but I’m sure his wife wouldn’t have been to happy to find out. as

for me, I was more limited in opportunities. But I knew I would never

have to worry about ‘picking’ again was I was soon to have my own wife.

Her name was Michelle, and with an unlimited pick of women, I

would have chose her. She was beautiful, soft, and sexy. I wondered how I

had landed a girl whose medium-length blonde hair glowed in the sun,

whose face captivated the eyes of every man who beheld it, whose breasts

turned heads with their side-to-side bobbing as she walked. She was

incredible, and soon to be my wife.

Michelle had told me something of Pete, and the only time they

had ever met. It was at a party, and Michelle told me she knew the

instant she saw him she was going to fuck him. (This was when we first

met, before we started dating. I don’t think I could have handled this

after I fell in love with her.)

“I wasn’t the prettiest girl there.” she had explained to me.

“So I knew I would have to be the most aggressive.” I don’t think any man

could resist her aggression.

Michelle continued. “I went into the bathroom, and was going to

tell Carry (her best friend) about him. Her first words were ‘Oh my God!

Did you see that babe!’ My answer was ‘Hell Yes! Oh how I want to fuck

him!” Carry smiled at me and told me she saw him looking at me, or more

specifically, my breasts.”

At this point, I too looked at her tits. She caught me. “It’s Ok.

I know I have large breasts. Anyway, in the bathroom I undid the top

buttons on my blouse, to show off some cleavage. I had to redo the last

one because my bra was showing. Carry stopped me. ‘Take off the bra,

Michelle.’ I paused, then agreed. I was sooo excited I might have gone

out there topless. I took off my shirt and bra, noticed Carry staring at

my chest jealously, then put my shirt back on. I only buttoned just more

than half of the buttons. I practiced my leans, knowing what move would

hide my assets, what moves would create cleavage down past my breasts,

and what lean-overs would grant Pete a perfect view of my breasts,

nipples and all. I then went to conquer.”

She went on. “I don’t think Pete looked at another girl the rest

of the night. Then again, he didn’t look at MY face much, either. We

played cards with some other people, and slowly the crowd dissipated.

Soon we were playing Blackjack, just the two of us. We were playing for

fun, but I knew everytime I leaned over the table to pick up the cards,

he was having some EXTRA fun. I started losing, badly. He joked about

needing someone good to play with. I offered to raise the stakes. He

asked how. I said, name his stakes. He smiled, looked directly at my

rather uncovered breasts, and said, ‘They’ve been staring at me all night

long.’ Then he looked at me. ‘If you lose… I get to feel your breasts.

If you don’t accept my stakes, I’ll find someone else to play with.’ I

agreed.”

I listened to her tell me the story, my swelling cock telling me

how I could arrange such a game! Michelle continued. “He dealt me a 10. I

said ‘Hit.” He dealt me a 4. I said ‘Hit.” He dealt me a 6. I said ‘Hit.’

He dealt me a queen. I said ‘Feel.’ I ran my fingers down my breasts,

ready to open my blouse for him. The someone popped in the room and said,

‘Pete, your wife is on the phone.’ He looked very disappointed! So did I.

So DID I! I was gone before I came back.”

That’s where the story ended. I had forgotten about it quickly as

I fell deeply in love with Michelle. Her breasts were well worth Pete’s

attention, and I saw to it they didn’t go neglected. But she was so much

more than her tits. She was funny, intelligent, and god, I loved her. I

never thought about Pete again, until two days before our wedding night.

He had called Michelle, and asked her for sex. He said He was sorry, and

that he was now divorced. He wanted to fuck her so bad that night and he

couldn’t bear the thought of her getting married without sucking her

awesome titties and feeling his cock in her warm wet cunt (his exact

words.) Naturally, I was pissed! But Michelle calmed me by saying she

told him NO! flat out. Since we were moving after the wedding, I figured

we wouldn’t hear from him again.

The wedding day came, and I was in heaven. Michelle was

absolutely radiant. Her gown was stunning, right down o the little peek

of cleavage. The day wizzed by in a blur, the only things I remembered

were saying “I do.”, kissing her deeply, and whispering into her ear,

“You are my life.” I didn’t notice the faces around us, or the trip in

the limo, or the reception dinner. I just thought about Michelle, how

much I loved her, and how I was going to make love to her as my WIFE for

the first time. I didn’t notice the DJ, didn’t notice the dancing, didn’t

notice Michelle leaving our table with an extremely attractive man…

Michelle stood in the hallway.

“I can’t. I CAN’T! I’m married now!”

“God, oh god I want to fuck you!”

“Pete, it’s not going to happen!”

“I want to rip that dress off of you. All I can see is your naked

body in my mind…”

“Shh! Quiet! I’m married, damn it! Don’t let people hear you say

things like that!”

“Fine!” Pete took her by the arm and led her into one of the

church’s rooms that was currently unused. He took her by the hands

inside, where she leaned against a desk.

“I want you Michelle. I know you want me, too. You were flashing

me your tits that entire god damned night! You were going to fuck me that

night, and you know it!”

“That was then Pete! That’s ancient history!”

“Say it, say you were going to fuck me!”

“Pete!”

Pete leaned closer, and moved his hand to her right breast.

Michelle flinched, but didn’t move. “Say it”

She hesitated. He eyes looked down. “I was going to fuck you.”

He pressed against her, twirling his finger over the smooth curve

of her dress. “Then fuck me now, let me touch you, taste you, fill you.”

“No. It can’t happen. I don’t want it to happen.”

“Then why did you send me an invitation?”

Michelle turned her head away. She bit her lip. Pete began

stroking her hair with his right hand, and caressing her breast with his

left. He pressed his right leg in between hers.

“You want me, don’t you?” Pete said smiling. “It’s ok. It’s Ok..”

he cooed. “You want me…”

Michelle turned her head back to face him. Tears were streaming

down her eyes. She nodded.

“You never forgot me, did you?”

She shook her head.

“Fuck me.”

She nodded.

Pete leaned her against the desk, then went to his knees. His

hands found their way under the wedding dress, and worked up her legs.

Michelle tilted her head back, her eyes till streaming. Pete lifted the

dress over her head, and began kissing the garter. He slid his tongue

underneath and around it. He clenched it with his teeth, pulling it

upward. He moved it up her thigh, pausing to kiss the soft flesh. Michele

began to moan softly, she wiped away her tears, and placed her arms on

Pete’s shoulders. Pete used his hand to slid the garter the rest of the

way. As it reached its apex, he pulled out from her dress. His hand moved

over, and began rubbing her cunt.

His other free hand pulled the dress up. Michele leaned back onto

the desk, her dress now above her waist. Her panties were now visible, as

was Pete’s hand pressing into the indentation of her cunt. The panties

were simply a piece of white, shimmering silk connected by thin silky

strands that tied at her hips.

“Uhhhh.” Michele moaned as his fingers pressed her clit through

the silk. “UHHH!” he pressed harder. He then reached behind her, seeking

the zipper of her dress. Michelle leaned forward, pressing her breasts

into him. She sought a kiss, but his head went past her. She sucked on

his ear instead. Pete found the zipper, and pulled it down. Michelle

pulled back, and wiggled her arms from the sleeves as Pete pulled the

fabric down. Here breasts bared themselves in one glorious movement. Her

dress was now completely around her waist, her tits still jiggling from

the motion, her cunt-soaked panties and length of her legs still visible.

Pete took what her could of her breasts into his hands. They seemed even

larger in the nude. He watched the shape change as he kneaded them. He

massaged them, caressed them, and sucked them as Michele’s eyes still

wept. Her cries were mixed with moans. Pete pinched and nibbled her erect

nipples as he slightly humped her.

“Do it. Do it!” She breathed.

“You want me to fuck you?”

“Yes, just do it!”

Pete stepped back, and dropped his pants. As preparation, he wore

no underwear. “Oh God!” Michelle noticed his roughly 9 inch cock. Pete

pressed his cock against her panties, against the indentation of her

cunt.

“Do it!” She cried again. Her tears were stronger now.

Pete smiled. “No. Undo your panties.”

“What? No. Just do it!” she wailed. Somehow, if HE fucked her, it

wouldn’t be as bad.

“Undo your panties.”

She hesitated, and again bit her lip. Pete pressed his cock

harder. Michele flat out started balling. The tears poured down her face

as she debated the situation. Once last chance to stop. One last chance

to honor her husband and their marriage. One last chance to fuck Pete.

She wept as her hands went to her waist, and untied the straps.

She lifted the silk from her cunt, and let it drop to the floor. Pete

pressed his cock against her bare opening.

“Do it!” She cried.

Pete took her hand, and placed it on his penis. “You do it.”

“Oh God!” She closed her eyes. The tears still crept out as Pete

grinned broadly. She couldn’t fight. No more resistence could enter her

mind. She moved her hand to the base of his cock, and at once tugged it

down and moved her hips upward.

“Ohh yeah!” Pete breathed. “Again”

Michelle repeated the procedure. “Ohhh!” replaced her cry.

Pete took over, and began pounding her cunt ferociously. They

moaned loudly together as he , still dressed in his tux minus the pants,

rammed his cock into her still wedding-clothed body. Her breasts bounced

with each thrust. He held her at the waist, and drove his penis into her

with force and speed.

The door opened.

Both of them looked towards the opening. A little boy stood in

the doorway.

“Oh No! Oh no! Stop! Stop Pete!”

“No way!” Pete’s body continued to pulse into her. “I’m fucking

you. I’m FUCKING you!” His penis continued to slide in and out of her,

glistening with her juice.

Michelle continued to moan, and couldn’t bring herself to stop

either. She should have wondered who the boy was. Would he tell? But all

she could think of was Pete’s cock in her cunt, filling and satisfying

her. She knew she was going to fuck him. She had always wished she had

stayed that night. He was SO hot! Whether he had a wife or not, she had

to fuck him. Whether she was a wife or not, she had to fuck him.

As his body flinched and his penis released its semen, she knew

she had. They humped a little more. The boy was still watching. She

pulled Pete close, trying to kiss him. But he moved his mouth to her left

nipple. She wanted an orgasm. She fucked him, and now had his cum

dripping from her cunt. She deserved an orgasm!

Pete stepped back. “I think I here them paging you!”

“Oh shit!” Michelle sat up, hurredly pulling her dress down. “Zip

me up!”

Pete zipped her up, and she quickly ran out of the room.

I watched my bride come from the hallway. She seemed hurried, but

I wondered little of where she was. It was time for the garter toss. I

smiled as I planned to sneak that thing up to her crotch. She let me pick

out the wedding night panties. I wanted a preview!

Michelle seemed dazed as the DJ pulled out a chair and sat her in

it. The music started, and she seemed really nervous! She must have

thought I would really embarrass her!

“Let’s not do this now!” She whispered to me as I kissed her.

“It will be ok.” I said, and went to the floor.

I lifted up her dress, enough to show on camera, but not to

reveal too much. Wait… where’s the garter?

I had hiked the dress up quite aways. No garter. I looked towards

Michelle, but the dress blocked my view of her face. I lowered it some,

realizing she must have it ‘too high’ for the world to see. The light was

dim, but I could clearly see her thigh under the fabric. I moved my head

up. No garter…

No panties.

Confusion set in. Then horror. There, dripping from her precious,

beautiful, tight, wonderful cunt… was cum.

Cum. It could only be cum… it could only be sperm. I pulled my

head instantly out of her dress and looked at her. She was crying.

“Where’s the garter?’ someone yelled.

I looked around in a panic. I saw a little boy hold up the

garter.

“Here it is! There was a man on her and they were naked.”

A hush fell over the guests. The boy held out his other hand. “Do

you need these, too?”

Her panties.

I could see how wet they were from here. Gasps and whispers rose

from the crowd.

Michelle buried her face in her hands, sobbing.

I stood up, looked at no one, and walked to the guest book. No

one said a word as I flipped through the pages. No one said a word as I

left the church.

If there is one image burnt in my memory besides my wife’s

cum-dripping pussy, it is the last page I saw that night. The page that

bore the name Pete.