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Remembering  When

By: applevalyan



Hi, this is Valerie again.

My husband (Darrin) and I were cleaning out one of the closet the other day and came across some of the first pictures he took of me. They were old, faded, and yellowed; some were even in black and white. These were some of the first pictures he took with his new camera back then. It was a twin reflex Yasika Mat 124. It was a very good camera in it time, a lot of professionals used them back then. I was 18 years old and a senior in high school when I met Darrin.

It got us remembering some of the early attempts of showing off my body. I never overexposed my body on purpose until after I meet Darrin. Before I meet Darrin I enjoyed wearing short dresses and skirts and it never really bothered me when some guy got a peek up my dress and seen my undies. I never really admitted it to myself back then but I actually enjoyed it a bit. I decided it as just one of the things that happened when you wore short skirts and dresses so there was no need to get concerned about it.

I remember this math class I had where the teacher had the boys sit on one side of the room and the girls on the other. My class before this one was on the other side of the school and I was usually one of the last to arrive so I usually ended sitting in the front row. There was nothing between me and the boy's. So they had a good chance of looking up my skirt. I'd given up trying to prevent them from looking and now I looked forward to just let them look if they wanted. Some days I would feel adventurous and slide forward in my chair and spread my legs a couple inches wider for them. But it always seemed like it was unintentional. 

I use to love wearing one of the half dozen or so sizzler skirts I owned around town and to school. My high school allowed us to wear anything we wanted as long as it wasn't vulgar or indecent. These sizzler skirts were so short they barely covered my ass. The skirt and the panties were made out of the same material, in other words they were really tennis skirts. I never wore underwear under those matching panties. It felt like I was wearing two pair of underwear and I didn't like that. We could even go braless to school, which I did most the time since I was small breasted back in high school. It was the late 60's and early 70's, so it was the 'IN' thing to do back then.

Darrin and I had been dating a couple weeks when he dared me to wear regular white bikini panties under one of my sizzler skirts instead of the matching panty out on one of our dates. I did and for some reason it excited me. I knew I was flashing my panties all night long and my pussy had them soaking wet when I got home. I enjoyed showing my panties and found that the only time I wore the matching panties with my little skirts was when I went to school. Except for the last couple weeks of school, after I got married, where I had some extra fun intentionally flashing my panties to all those horny little boys. I had this one halter sizzler dress that you could actually see the bottoms of my ass cheeks while I stood straight up and I found I could expose my ass to the top of my panties if I bent over even half way. Darrin was also happy to help show my panties my pulling up my dress or skirt a bit while we danced or just hugged. 

One day while we were out shopping for a couple sexy halter-tops. We found ourselves in the panties section and he insisted buying a couple sheer sting bikini panties for me. After we purchased a pair of white and black ones he suggested I remove the pair I had on a put on the white ones. I nervously agreed and went to the bathroom and changed them out. They felt so different than the cotton panties I normally wore; they were so light, and felt oh so sexy. I knew they were see-thru and I knew if I bent over now, people would see more than just my panties. I remember feeling my heart beat from the excitement I was feeling between my legs. 

I took a deep breath and walked out the door to my waiting man. From the pounding in my ears I barely heard him when he asked how they looked on me. Without thinking of where I was, I surprised him when I lifted my skirt right in the middle of the store so he could see and asked what he thought. He actually pushed the skirt down then reached around and grabbed both ass cheeks as he gave me a big kiss. We went and bought three more pair of sheer white sting bikini panties and left. From that day on I only wore my sheer panties when I wore my short dresses or skirts. 

Darrin found out one day about three weeks into our relationship that I sometimes when without underwear when I wore pants or shorts. We were making out pretty heavy one night and when he got his hand inside my shorts he found out I had no panties on. I told him I hadn't bothered to put any undies on when I got dressed that morning. That surprised him so I told him I often went without underwear when I wore pants. He asked if I did without under dresses. I told him I had a couple times but they had to be long dresses because I didn't want to show anybody my bare ass or pussy. 

About a month and a half into our relationship, we were going to go out and eat and then see a movie. I remember dressing sexy for Darrin. I was wearing a stretch white top [to show off my braless breast] and a very short red plaid skirt and my black see-thru panties. After dinner I grabbed my purse and excused myself to go to the bathroom, during dinner I decided to surprise Darrin by removing my panties and going to the movies without them. We had recently started having sex almost on a daily basis and he sometime joked about the undies getting in his way, so I thought that tonight I would remove that little problem ahead of time. I was a little nervous walking across the restaurant with only an inch or two of skirt covering my ass but the way I enjoyed people seeing my ass and pussy through those sheer panties I figured, what the hell. Go for it, have fun, I might just enjoy it. I just wondered how long it would take Darrin to discover my lack of panties. 

The movie had been going only a couple minutes when I felt his hand on my thigh; I slowly spread my legs for him. I was looking at his face, in the light of the movie, when he reached my uncovered pussy. He stopped and his eyes got big and I whispered to him, "Surprise!" He asked how long I had been like that. I lied and told him; "Since I got dressed for tonight." That was the first of many, many times of going pantyless in public wearing a short skirt or dress. I found it exciting then and still enjoy doing it today. Except today I don't even own any panties to wear. I threw them out years ago.

Remembering When



"Quit showing off already," Janine said, looking up at her husband, her seemingly tiny hand wrapped around the base of his rock-hard cock, at least another 6" sticking up above her fist. "Betty and Bob will be here any minute," she exclaimed, stroking him. "If you don't cum, you'll have this sticking out in front of you. Is that what you want?" she asked, once again lowering her face to his cock, her mouth somehow stretching wide enough to accommodate him.

"If Betty can suck cock like you, then maybe it wouldn't be so terrible if she did see.......what she's missing," John said with a gasp and a laugh as Janine not so gently bit down on him. "But if you insist," he said, groaning as Janine buried her nose against his belly, his entire cock deep in her throat.

At that point John allowed himself to erupt, cum spewing into Janine's throat as she milked him. Then she was sliding back until she had his spurting cock in her mouth, filling it with his thick hot cum. Knowing how much it excited him, Janine opened her mouth to let John watch as his cock lay on her tongue, cum continuing to stream into her mouth.

Gulping once to swallow her mouthful of cum, Janine immediately took John's cock all the way back down into her throat, slowly milking the rest of his cum as she moved back up to suck on the head of his cock, her tongue teasing the last droplets of cum from his slit.

"God, you are the cum-lovingest woman I've ever known," John gasped as Janine gave one last hard suck to the tip of his cock before releasing him.

"Yes, and aren't you the lucky one," she said with a laugh as she got to her feet. "Now, try to behave until they leave, okay?" she asked, smiling at him.

At 6'4", John was her dream man. Still incredibly fit due to his daily 5-mile swim, his sun-bleached hair and his blue-blue eyes still melted her on the spot, even after 20 years and two children.

John watched as his incredible wife sauntered away, her hips just swinging from side to side as she looked back over her shoulder at him, a smile on her face as she pushed a bit of cum from her cheek into her mouth, sucking on her finger. At a mere 5'2", Janine sometimes looked like a little girl next to him, never less than when they were having sex, which happened all the time. The two of them seemed to have the world's most intense sex drive.

Her green eyes sparkled at him as she spun away, her mid-thigh length skirt swirling up almost to the cheeks of her perfect little ass, her ringleted red hair swinging about her face as she laughed.

They had been living in their new house for almost a year now, having both been hugely successful with their real estate business. With more than 20 agents now working for them, they had splurged and purchased a house across from the ocean. Their contact with their neighbors had been rather minimal, though not unfriendly. Many of them seemed to be only seasonal residents, something south Florida is famous for. But their neighbors right next door were a bit different, always saying a cheerful hello when they saw each other coming and going. They appeared to be approximately the same age and Janine had finally prevailed upon John to invite them over for an evening.

Precisely at 7:00 the doorbell rang. Smiling at John, Janine went to the door and opened it, greeting Bob and Betty and inviting them in. This being south Florida, everyone was dressed very beach casual. Bob was not quite as tall as John, though a bit heavier muscled and thicker. His dark brown hair was tied back in a ponytail and his deep blue eyes were matched by a nice smile. Betty was taller than Janine by several inches at 5'8". She was long and lanky with straight blonde hair which hung down almost to her waist. Her grey-green eyes had flecks of gold in them. She was wearing a bathing suit top which only accentuated her c-cup breasts. A short wrap-around skirt which came down to her upper thighs and sandals completed the picture.

"What a beautiful home," Betty said. "I'd wondered what it was like inside."

"I'm glad you like it," Janine replied. "Now you'll have the chance to find out for yourself. Come on in, meet John," she said.

"Here, this is for you," Bob said, handing her a bag from Carmine's.

"Oh! Why, thank you," Janine said, opening the bag to look inside. "Oh, my, champagne," she exclaimed, pulling one of the boxes out. "And Mumm's Cordon Rouge," she said. "I just love the stuff, I have to admit. Thank you so much, but it's totally too much and unnecessary, 4 bottles. That being said, shall we open one of them and put the rest in the refrigerator?"

"I just knew we were going to get along," Betty said with a smile, her eyes slowly traveling up and down John's body.

They all sat on the patio to watch the ocean as they got to know one another. Bob was a stock broker and they also had two children, a boy and a girl, both just in college. After finishing the 3rd bottle of champagne with dinner, they were all more than a little buzzed.

"I think I need a swim," Betty said, her speech just starting to be a bit slurred.

"I think that's a great idea," Janine agreed.

"A little sobering up wouldn't hurt," Bob agreed, placing a steadying hand on Betty's arm as she stood up. See you across the street in a couple of minutes, okay?"

"Sounds like a plan," John replied, trying not to laugh as Betty stumbled.

"Well, they're nicer than I expected, especially Betty," Janine said. "She's sort of a ditzy blonde, but at the same time she's basically nice, though I think there's a serious wild streak in her. Did you see the way she devoured you with her eyes?"

"I hadn't noticed," John laughed. "Funny hearing you talk about someone's wild streak. But I agree, they're both really nice. Bob is really relaxed, and I mean all the way through. He must really have it made."

"We better change," Janine said.

When they got across the street a few minutes later, Bob and Betty were already in the ocean, a couple of towels laying on the sand just outside of the tide surge's reach. Janine dropped her towel next to them and ran to dive into the ocean, the tanned cheeks of her ass visible in the moonlight.

"Oh, this is nice," Janine said as she floated on her back, her barely encased breasts bobbing on the surface.

"The champagne was starting to get to me," Betty said. "This helps a lot. I want to remember the 4th bottle," she added with a laugh.

"Champagne always hits me harder than other stuff," John agreed. "But this ocean cures all ills."

"Say, how did you two meet?" Betty suddenly asked out of the blue.

"Oh my, that's quite a story," Janine quickly replied. "I'm not sure we know you well enough yet to tell that tale."

"Hah! Sounds like fun," Betty said. "We were young once, too, and did some really crazy things, especially me. I've never told anyone about it, or how we met, either. For some reason I feel like you two might not totally freak out."

"Sounds like you've had too much champagne," Bob interrupted.

"Oh, don't be silly," Betty said, turning and wrapping herself around her husband. "Of course I won't say anything if you don't want me to. I just thought..."

"Why don't we go back and continue this in the hot tub," John suggested.

"Oh, that sounds really nice," Betty said. "And more champagne, too."

"Oh, boy," Bob sighed in an exaggerated manner, a smile on his face.

Janine was a bit surprised to realize that both Bob and Betty had been swimming nude. Not that the nudity bothered her, but this was a very public beach. She couldn't help but notice that Bob's cock, like the rest of him, seemed to be rather thick, and when Betty bent over straight-legged to pick up her towel, the moonlight perfectly illuminated her ass and hairless pussy.

"That was great," Betty said as she wrapped the towel around herself. "Just what I needed."

"It would never have occurred to me to swim here without a suit," Janine admitted.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't think," Betty said. "We always do it this way at night, less chance of getting caught. We'll go get our suits for the hot tub."

"No, that's not what I meant," Janine said, blushing and glad that it was dark and nobody could see. "I don't care about the nudity, we always go naked in the hot tub, but the public beach, getting caught. That would wreak havoc with our business, I'm afraid."

"I like the little thrill I get from the possibility of getting caught," Betty laughed, "though I'd probably die if a cop caught me. It would much more fun to shock someone walking by."

"This is really a nice hot tub," Bob said as John pulled the cover off.

"I just love it," Janine said. "It's the best thing about this house for me."

"You're sure you don't mind," Betty asked, indicating her towel.

"Of course not," Janine said, reaching behind herself and untying her top and letting it fall to the ground, her breasts swinging free and her nipples instantly screwing themselves into hard knots.

Janine was fully conscious of the way Bob and Betty were staring at her and secretly enjoyed it. Stepping out of her thong bottom, she noticed the widening of their eyes when they saw her shaved pussy with her big fat clit bulging out from between her pussy lips.

"Shall we?" she asked as she stepped into the tub and sank down onto one of the seats.

"This is delicious," Betty sighed as she too stepped into the hot tub and sat down opposite Janine, Bob quickly joining her.

"Here we are," John said, handing around newly filled glasses of champagne to everyone.

Janine was watching Betty's face when John pushed his swim shorts to the ground. Her mouth fell open a bit when she saw John's cock hanging in front of him before he stepped into the hot tub and sat next to Janine.

"Well, here's to new friends," John said, lifting his glass in a toast.

"Here, here," Bob added as he, too, lifted his glass.

"I'm so glad we're neighbors," Betty said after taking a sip of her champagne. "Bob?" Betty asked timorously.

"Whatever you want is fine," Bob assured her, letting a hand rest on her upper thigh beneath the bubbling water.

"I want to tell you how we met," Betty began. "So you'll know us better. I want us to be friends, but there can't be things like this hidden. At least that's how I feel for me," she added.

"You don't have to tell us anything," Janine replied. "I think we both like you and that's good enough for me. We all have a past; it's what we learn from it and do with it that counts."

"I agree," Betty said, nodding, "and my past is just that, my past. But that's how I met Bob, so if you don't mind, I'll tell you. Then, if you want, you can tell us how you met."

"Well, we'll see about that," John said with a laugh. "But you do as you like. I admit you've piqued my curiosity."

"Well, believe it or not, I was always worried that people didn't like me," Betty began. "I mean, all my life I'd been told how cute I was, how pretty I was, how beautiful I was, but I didn't know if people liked me. So I was always inventing games in my head to test people to find out if they liked me or not."

"Even when I became a cheerleader and stuff, I always had these doubts. I went out with the football star, just like I was supposed to. I learned about sex with him. I learned that I really liked it, the sex. It felt nice and it also made me feel like he really did like me."

"Then one day after practice when we thought everyone had gone, we were having sex in the locker room. I was laying naked on a bench on my stomach and he was fucking me from behind. I always liked it that way because it felt like he got so much deeper."

"Well, suddenly two of the other football players came into the locker room. At first I was really freaked out, getting caught like that. But I was literally pinned to the bench by his cock. They came over and started talking, like I wasn't even there, though he never stopped fucking me. Then I remember like it was yesterday, one of them asked, 'Is she any good?"

"I was shocked. How could anyone ask such a thing? But then he said, 'She's got an incredible pussy. You wanna try it?"

"Well, of course they wanted to try it. Cary, the captain of the football team, pulled his cock out of my pussy and came and sat in front of me on the bench, his gooey cock sticking straight up in the air in front of my face. He knew how much I loved sucking his cock after he had been inside of me."

"In the couple of seconds that it took for this thought to go through my head, one of the other two boys had plunged his cock into my pussy and was really fucking me. I opened my mouth and began sucking Cary's cock while the other boy fucked me. Cary warned him not to cum inside of me just as he blew his own load and came in my mouth."

"When I finished sucking him off, he got up and told the boy fucking me to take his place and to let the third boy have his turn. For the next hour they took turns fucking me and then having me suck them off. And I loved it. Now I really felt like everyone liked me."

"Well, it wasn't long before Cary had me having sex with him and 2 or 3 other guys regularly. It was great. I'd never felt so desired or wanted in my entire life. Then he got the idea that if they won a game, everyone should get a turn. Well, suddenly they started winning a lot of games, and after each game I would do a train for hours, letting all of them do whatever they wanted. I used to especially love it when I'd have all of my holes filled with a cock at the same time."

"Well, that was my senior year in high school and I went away to college after that. In college I also became a cheerleader, but my old doubts about myself began to return. Without the constant reinforcement of my desirability from my high school football team, I began to doubt myself."

"But now I knew what to do about it. I needed time to study and couldn't afford to be up all night, so that meant the football team was out. It was 3 times the size of my high school team anyway, not that that bothered me, but I didn't have the time. Then I thought about the basketball team. That's only 5 guys and some backups. That I could find the time for."

"So I went and found the manager of the basketball team. He was so nice to me. I could see in his eyes and face what he wanted and it made me feel good. I asked if it was okay if I came and watched the team practice so that I would understand things better. Of course he said yes."

"So I started going to the basketball team's practices. I would sort of pretend to practice cheers while they practiced. After about a week the team manager asked me to go out and I said yes. I had been worrying that he didn't like me because he hadn't asked or tried anything. I still remember how nice his cock felt the first time he put it into me, so fat, so thick. And when he came, he could fill my mouth twice."

"For the next week we had sex all the time and everywhere. It was so nice to feel liked and wanted again. I became a familiar fixture at the basketball practices and could pretty much do as I pleased. One day I finally got up the nerve to put my real plan into action."

"I waited for about 10 minutes after practice had ended and everyone had gone to the locker room to shower and change. On the pretext of looking for the manager, I went into the locker room, calling his name. Well, almost all of them were totally naked. And I had never realized that such big and tall men would be equally big in other areas. My mouth actually fell open when I saw so many huge cocks just hanging in front of me."

"The team captain came over to me, his huge black cock in his hand as he gently massaged it, and asked me what I was doing in their locker room. When I replied that I had been looking for the manager, he smiled, then laughed. 'There's a price to be paid for coming in here uninvited,' he had said to me."

"What price, I had asked, knowing that there would only be one answer. 'We don't wear clothes in this locker room,' he said. 'That's the first price.' Okay, I had replied, unbuttoning my shirt. 'The second price is that everyone gets some,' he then said, reaching out and lifting my chin so that I was looking into his eyes. 'You have a problem with that?' he asked as I pushed my skirt and panties to the floor to stand naked in front of him. No, I replied, reaching out to wrap my hand around his cock, needing only to lean over a bit to suck on it."

"The next few hours were a blur as they took turns fucking me, and I had never been fucked by such big cocks before, and certainly not so many. When it finally ended I was on my back on a bench, covered in cum. Opening my eyes I saw the eyes of the manager looking down at me, a wry grin on his face. 'I see you met the team,' he said, then burst out laughing."

"The next four years at college were wonderful for me. I had a wonderful boyfriend, the basketball team manager, and he had no problem at all watching me take care of 'our team'. When they had finished, he was always there to help me clean up, then we'd go home and he'd have his turn. It was some of the hottest sex imaginable."

"Then college finally ended and I wondered what I was going to do with myself. But the basketball team manager had other ideas and he asked me to marry him. And I said yes and I've been completely and totally faithful to him every since, because I know he loves me, likes me, and wants me," Betty finished, turning to Bob and kissing him, long and deep.

"That is an incredible story," Janine finally managed to sputter. "I would never have thought..."

"That I was such a cock slut?" Betty finished with a laugh. "Well, that's true enough, though that was only the half of it. I really did have a problem with my self-esteem and thought I could fix it that way. I now know that I was wrong, though it was a lot of fun anyway.

"You're quite a guy, Bob," Janine said. "Not many guys would be so understanding, sort of like John here."

"I'm so lucky and I know it," Betty agreed. "And we have two beautiful kids now to show for it. But what about the two of you, how did you meet?"

"Well, our story is a bit strange, too," Janine said with a smile. "We didn't know each other until we met in college. I had had a pretty normal high school, also a cheerleader like you, though without all of the extras. I wasn't a virgin and really liked the sex that I experimented with, but that was before I went away to college."

"I wanted to be in the coolest of the sororities but they had unusual pledge requirements. I had heard that they had the coolest parties and that the coolest people came to them, but they were strictly invitation only, so my only chance as I saw it was to become a member of the sorority."

"I applied and got asked for an interview. There were four of the sorority sisters interviewing me. They explained that they had a hierarchal structure to the sorority and that everyone had to advance through the hierarchy the same way, just as they had had to do in their time."

"They explained that the first step was this, the interview. If I gave satisfactory replies to the interview questions, then they would proceed to the first test. If I passed that test, then I would be allowed to the 2nd level where I would be required to help the new pledges fulfill their pledge at the appropriate time. If I did that satisfactorily, then there was a month of probation with certain requirements to fulfill. If I completed the probation satisfactorily, then I could complete the pledge requirements and be a full member."

"Well, that sounded like it would be fun and I told them so. They smiled at each other, I remember, and then began asking me questions about myself, especially about my sexual experiences. I remember being completely shocked by how graphic their questions were. They wanted to know what position I liked best for sex, if I swallowed cum when I sucked a boy's cock, if I liked eating pussy, if I liked anal sex. It seemed that most of their questions were about sex."




Remembering When



"Well, I had never been with a woman and had only tried anal sex once, but I admitted that I liked nothing more than the taste and feeling of a mouthful of nice hot cum. I remember them smiling when they heard this. Then they asked me to take off my clothes. I thought that was a bit weird, but I did it, standing in front of them a little nervously. I had never been naked in front of other girls before except in the locker room. This was different. They were really looking at me."

"Then one of them said that she couldn't see my pussy because of all of the hair covering it. Another of the girls said that she thought my red pussy hair was sexy and erotic. Then another girl reminded her that they had their rules. It was so strange, being there, naked, and having them talk about me like I wasn't even there. Then the one I thought of as the leader spoke to me."

"We have a rule here that all pussies must be completely shaved,' she had explained. Well, I had never considered such a thing at all. Then she asked me if I was still interested in being in the sorority and I said yes. That was when she told me that I'd have to shave my pussy if I wanted to continue. I agreed, thinking that I'd do it when I got home, but they had other ideas."

"One of the girls left the room and returned with a basin of water and a razor and some shaving cream. They wanted me to shave myself right then and there. I didn't mind shaving my pussy, but I was a bit nervous about doing it right there in front of them. I mean, I had never even done it before. They brought their chairs out from behind their table and sat right in front of me to watch as I shaved myself."

"I remember my cheeks were flaming red as I began to shave myself, my legs spread wide apart exposing my pussy to them. Never having done it before, I wasn't exactly sure how to go about it, but did my best. When I thought I had finished, I said so. To my surprise, the leader of the group leaned forward and began to touch my pussy, checking to see if I had done a good job, which I apparently had not."

"The next thing I knew, all four of the girls were touching me, using the razor to get the parts I hadn't done a good enough job on. It was the most amazing experience, as one girl had a couple of fingers plunging in and out of my pussy, while another rubbed my clit. Finally they stopped and one of them suddenly knelt down in front of me and started sucking my pussy."

"Well, I had done that with different boys, but never with a girl. It was incredible. I came and came and came until she finally stopped. I remember looking down at myself and seeing my clit, huge and fat, sticking out from between my pussy lips. It was sexy somehow and I was still very turned on and excited."

"I think her pussy is smooth enough now,' the girl who had been eating my pussy said as she returned to her seat. The leader of the group then explained that there was only one more thing to do to successfully conclude this portion of the process. Well, my ears really perked up when I heard that word 'successful'. It had been strange, to say the least, but not unpleasant so far. I was eager to continue."

"Then I was told that I had to eat each of their pussies until they came, right then, right there. My mouth was literally hanging open as I stared at them smiling at me, waiting to see how I would react. I was surprised at myself for not immediately saying no. I mean, I had never ever wanted to do anything with another woman. Then I thought about how nice it had been having my pussy eaten by one of them just then, how different it had been from a boy doing it. It had been fantastic and looking at her sitting there smiling at me, I didn't see her any differently than before, other than realizing that she was far more open than I had realized."

"I suddenly knew that I had made a decision without even making one, just by hesitating. And seeing the smiles on their faces, they knew it too. 'Where should I start?' I asked, my heart pounding so hard I thought it would burst from my chest."

"I'm Paula,' the one I thought of as the leader said, smiling at me. 'I'm the president of the sorority,' she explained. 'I'm the top level; there's nothing higher. That means that I get my choice of everything first, and I do mean everything. I also have the absolute power to assign duties without consulting anyone. You will never be asked to do anything that would be dangerous or unhealthy, that I promise you, but you are required to do anything and everything asked of you if you want to remain a member of the sorority. Any refusal is tantamount to a resignation from the sorority."

"Also, from this moment forward, all aspects of your membership application and initiation will be filmed. Once you succeed in attaining membership, you will be given your own copy, but the sorority always keeps its copy. I see you're wondering about this,' Paula had continued. 'Our sorority relies on absolute and strict secrecy of anything and everything that happens with respect to our sorority. That means nobody is ever to discuss anything about the sorority, other than certain sound-bites that you'll be provided, with anyone that is not a current or former member in good standing. One of the purposes of taping your initiation/membership progress is as an insurance policy. But the other and main reason, at least as far as I'm concerned, is so that you'll always have a record of what is going to be the best time of your life. Do you have any problems with any of that?' she had asked me."

"I remember sitting there staring at them, trying to take in the enormity of what I was being told. They were going to film me doing what most people would consider to be perverted sexual acts – part of me thought of it that way, too – and they were openly telling me that they would use it as a blackmail tool if I ever talked about anything to do with the sorority to anyone that wasn't a sorority member. Something like that could pop up and ruin your life someday."

"No,' I heard myself say, and they all visibly relaxed and sat back in their seats. 'We were hoping you'd agree,' said Paula, now openly smiling at me. 'I think you're going to make a great member of our sorority once you get through the whole initiation process,' she had said. 'And it's a lifetime membership. Sorority alumni get together all the time, all over the world, for reunions. This is the beginning of a life–long experience. At no time are there ever more than 12 active and current members. So, you see, you're really lucky. One of our members has graduated and we have an opening. Amanda seems to think that you'd be perfect for our sorority, so we've sort of jumped you to the front of the line. A recommendation from a member always carries a lot of weight, and accordingly, they're not lightly made."

"I couldn't believe what I was hearing. One of my friends from high school who started college a year previous had suggested to me that I try to get in, but she hadn't ever told me anything about it other than that it was the best thing that ever happened to her. Now I was hearing that it was on the strength of Amanda's recommendation that I was getting this opportunity."

"I remember making some stupid sort of thanks and stuff for being allowed the opportunity to apply. One of the other girls left the room and returned a couple of minutes later with a professional-looking shoulder-mounted video camera and also a tripod."

"'Okay, first of all, we're going to film the introduction. You're to introduce yourself, say where you're from, tell your age, say what your favorite sexual activity is, then explain why you're here and what you're about to do,' Paula had explained. 'This is Cindy and she's going to film everything. She's a senior in the drama/theater program and really knows her stuff, but you'll see that later. But first we'll set up and get ready, okay?"

"I agreed, still in a bit of shock over what was very quickly happening. The other 4 girls all began stripping, not stopping until they were completely nude. Paula was the tallest at 5'10". She had brunette hair which hung in ringlets down just past her shoulders. She was full-bodied without being in the least bit fat and had beautiful DD breasts with large silver-dollar-sized brown nipples. Her pussy was shaved and I couldn't help but notice that her inner pussy lips furled well out from between her outer lips. I remember thinking that it looked very erotic, along with her hazel eyes."

"Cindy was a short-haired blonde, only a bit taller than me. She had the nicest blue eyes and cute B-cup breasts with pert pink nipples pointing a bit upwards on the ends. Her pussy looked like a cleft peach with only a line running down the middle between her outer pussy lips."

"Tara was black, a chocolate brown color. She had the most incredible C-cup breasts, perfect in shape with even darker chocolate nipples covering the tips, jutting out like the tip of your pinkie. I really couldn't see anything about her pussy, everything was hidden in shadow and blended with her coloring."

"The 4th of the girls was Jeri, like me, a redhead. She wasn't quite as tall as Paula and she wore her hair tied back in a braid that hung past her waist. She had pale freckled skin and her nipples seemed more like large freckles than anything as they appeared as small hard berries on the tips of her C-cup breasts. Her green eyes were an amazing color."

"Well, Cindy set up the camera on the tripod and had me stand in front of the semi-circle of four chairs facing the camera while she made her adjustments. The other girls sat in the seats once she announced that she was ready. 'Okay, you can start now,' Cindy prompted me as a red light began to blink on the front of the camera."

"I was so nervous. I gave my name, said that I was 18 years old and from Jupiter, Florida. And then it began, that point of no return. I said that my favorite sexual activity was sucking a cock until it came in my mouth. Now there was no turning back. I explained that I was there to join the sorority and that I was now going to attempt to fulfill the 1st of the initiation tasks, which was to eat the pussies of these four sorority members until they came."

"Well, Cindy signaled me to stop and they were all telling me how good I had just done while Cindy made some further adjustments on the camera. She explained that she was using a timer to start it so that she could sit down and be in the film. I was told to continue smiling into the camera, to flick my tongue towards it like I was catching a droplet of cum from a cock, something I definitely understood, then to just wait for about 30 seconds until the red light went out."

"Cindy then sat down and I saw that all four of them had pulled their feet up onto the edge of their seats, spreading their pussies wide open. I quickly looked back into the camera, a smile glued to my face while my heart raced as I thought about what I was about to do."

"Then the red light went out and Cindy got up and removed the camera from the tripod, replacing the shoulder mount. She stood right in front of me with the camera practically in my face. She told me to smile, to touch the tip of my nose with my tongue – I can almost do it, too!!! – then she backed up just a bit and told me to cup my breasts and to play with my nipples. I was so embarrassed standing there twiddling my rock-hard nipples between my thumbs and forefingers. Then she knelt down in front of me, the camera just inches from my pussy, and told me to spread my legs wide apart. After a few seconds she instructed me to reach down with one hand and gently spread my pussy lips apart. I remember how incredibly wet I was as I did this."

"How about some more champagne?" John suddenly interrupted. "I don't know about you, but this is also making me thirsty, among other things."

"God, yes, I could use some," Betty laughed. "And I could use something else, too. If you two weren't here..."

"Don't let us stop you," John said with a laugh as he stood up from the hot tub, his cock rigid and standing out in front of him, way out in front of him.

"Come on, Bob, sit up here on the edge," Betty implored her husband as John walked away to get the champagne.

With a sheepish grin towards Janine, Bob sat up on the edge of the hot tub, his cock also rock hard, yet considerably shorter and much thicker than John's. Faster than she would have believed possible, Betty had mounted him with her back to his chest and her feet up on his knees. Janine could clearly see Bob's cock buried in Betty's pussy with her long pussy lips hanging down and her clit throbbing atop the shaft of his cock.

"Now that is one hell of a sight," John exclaimed when he returned with the champage.

"God, Janine, please finish your story," Betty begged. "You've made me so incredibly horny so far with it."

"Well, then I was told to introduce Paula and say what I was about to do and then to do it. My knees were shaking, I was so nervous. So I said what I had to say into the camera and then sank to my knees in front of her seat. She had her feet up on the edge, as far apart as possible, and her pussy was really wet. I remember how the camera was only inches from my face as I leaned in to taste her for the first time. I was very tentative at first, just flicking my tongue across her clit, but I found the taste, as well as the experience, to be rather nice. So the second time I tasted her, I let my tongue drag all the way from bottom to top. And I realized that I had found something almost, but not quite, as delicious as a cock spurting cum. Then I didn't notice the camera again. I ate her pussy until they pulled me away. It was incredible. I simply loved it."

"Well, in short order I did the same with the other 3 girls, one after the other. They each tasted completely different and had differently-shaped pussies, but they were all delicious. I remember thinking that I wanted to taste a pussy filled with cum. Then they all took turns eating my pussy and I came and I came and I came. I finally woke up on a sofa in the sorority the next morning, still naked."

"I wandered around looking for my clothes and finally found Paula in the kitchen when I looked in there. She, too, was naked and was just finishing turning the coffee maker on. 'Ah, good morning, Pledge,' she said to me. 'Did you sleep well?"

"Like a rock,' I replied, remembering everything and feeling my cheeks flame red.

"Here, eat my pussy while the coffee is making and I'll explain some things to you,' she said to me, hooking one leg over the arm of her chair and splitting her pussy wide open. I didn't even think about it, I had my tongue stuck up into her pussy and was drinking her up. She explained that I was to do anything any member of the sorority asked of me. She further told me that I was to go back to my place and get all of my things and to move into the sorority house, and that I was only to wear a t-shirt in the process, nothing else."

"I was sucking on Paula's clit and she was writhing in orgasm when I heard my name called out. Lifting my face from Paula's pussy, I saw Amanda standing in the doorway, a huge smile on her face. Then she was hugging me and I was aware that she was naked, her breasts much larger than mine even though she was only a couple of inches taller. She had brown hair and her nipples were very large and puffy."

"Well, since you're a pledge now, you can start my day off with a nice pussy suck. And get it all,' she had said, sitting down on the kitchen table and spreading her legs. Other girls were now coming into the kitchen, everyone naked. I was embarrassed, as I'd not met any of them, but they all completely ignored me as they got their coffee."

"Looking down at Amanda's pussy, I saw that she had a poochy pussy with gnarly and wrinkled pussy lips. Her clit was a little button hiding in between and there seemed to be a lot of something whitish leaking from her pussy. 'I can't believe how many times he came last night,' she said, smiling at me as the realization showed on my face."

"I leaned over and plunged my tongue deep into the gooey mess of her pussy, tasting the cum I so dearly loved, as well as Amanda's own particular flavor, musky and sharp. She was stroking my head and face as I continued to feast on her pussy. I knew I had now found my favorite thing in the whole world." 

As I continued to eat her pussy, I felt someone's fingers gently sliding into my pussy from behind. Then I felt a mouth replacing the fingers and the rest of the morning became a blur as I ate pussy after pussy while someone's mouth was always glued to my own pussy."

"I found a t-shirt and walked back to my place, totally sure everyone in the world would know that the t-shirt was the only thing that I was wearing. Even though it came down to my upper thighs, I was completely self-conscious. And it took me 4 trips to get all of my stuff."

"I got my room all squared away and found out that Amanda was my roommate, which was just fine, I figured. At least I knew her. And then Paula came into the room and just stared at me. I had no idea what was wrong, but I know that something was wrong and that it had to do with me."

"What do you think you're doing wearing clothes inside the house?' she asked me. Well, believe me, I had no idea what she was talking about and I told her so. That turned out to not be a very good idea. The next thing I knew I was being hustled down into the 'family room' and tied to the 'horse'. The 'horse' was a wooden thing that they could tie you down to with your legs spread wide apart and room for someone to stand in the middle, if you get my meaning."

"Oh, god, yes, I do get your meaning," Betty groaned, riding up and down on Bob's thick cock.

"Betty, it is very hard to tell this with you doing that right in front of me. It's very distracting and it's driving me crazy," Janine said.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Betty gasped, furiously rubbing her clit as she hopped up and down on Bob's cock. "But I've just got to cum," she panted. "I'm almost there," she gasped, then arched her back as her orgasm exploded. "Oh, oh, oh," she cried, grinding her pussy down against Bob's cock as she came.

Without even thinking, Janine was across the hot tub and had her mouth glued to the junction of Betty's pussy and Bob's cock. Betty was almost screaming as Janine sucked her clit as she continued to cum. Bob was using his hands to lift Betty up and down on his cock and Janine was using the opportunity to suck on the shaft of his cock as it slid in and out of Betty's pussy.

Janine grunted as she felt John slam his cock into her pussy, burying himself in one hard swift stroke, though as wet as she was it hadn't mattered in the least. Betty now had her hands twisted in Janine's hair, holding her tight against her pussy as she continued to eat the two of them.

"Oh My God," Bob groaned, his balls spasming as he blew his load deep into Betty's pussy.

Janine never stopped sucking at the junction of Bob's cock and Betty's pussy as Bob pumped his load into her. She was then rewarded when cum started leaking from around the shaft of Bob's cock as he continued to plumb the depths of Betty's pussy. Betty was writhing on Bob's cock as the two of them came, Janine's thumb on Betty's clit helping things along.

And then Bob's cock slid from Betty's pussy, still oozing cum. Quickly sucking on the head of his cock, Janine then glued her mouth to Betty's pussy, sucking and drinking the cum cocktail that had begun to flow. Every few seconds she would again suck on the head of Bob's cock, loving the feeling of swirling her tongue around the crown of a strange cock after so many years. John continued to fuck her from behind as Janine continued sucking on Bob and Betty until there was no more cum.




Remembering When



"God, I'm going to cum," John growled, slamming himself into Janine's pussy.

"You want it?" she asked, gasping as she looked up into Betty's eyes.

"You mean it?" Betty asked, her eyes wide as her tongue wet her lips.

"Better hurry," Janine said with a laugh, pulling away from John, his rock-hard cock glistening in the air with her pussy juices.

"Oh, yes," Betty sighed as she sucked John's cock into her mouth, not stopping until her nose was pressed up against his stomach.

"You want to watch or have some of this?" Janine asked, standing up in front of Bob, her pussy right in his face.

"Can't I do both?" he asked, a huge grin on his face.

"You bet!" Janine replied with a laugh. "John, sit on the edge of the hot tub," Janine directed, firmly pulling him to the side, his cock never leaving Betty's vacuum of a mouth. "Okay, now you can do both," Janine said, sitting next to John with her feet up on the edge of the hot tub, as wide apart as possible, her pussy, glistening with her juices as her fat pussy lips split apart.

"I've dreamed of tasting you ever since the first time I saw you," Bob said as he lowered his face into her pussy.

"Then I guess this could be considered a dream coming true then," Janine laughed as she felt his tongue slither up into her.

Bob continued to enthusiastically eat Janine's pussy while Betty sucked John's cock next to him. Every once in a while he would lift his face and watch as Betty did her thing, smiling at him with John's cock filling her face. And then John was groaning and Bob watched as Betty's cheeks billowed as he filled her mouth with cum. She gulped three times before taking a breath, holding John's oozing cock in her fist for a moment before sucking on it again. When she had finally sucked him dry, she sat up, a dazed look on her cum-streaked face.

"I cannot believe I just did that, that we just did this," Betty stammered. "I don't know what to say."

"Personally, I say thank you," John said with a laugh. "I've never had my cock sucked better except for Janine, who is just the best. I'm looking forward to repaying the favor."

"You should be," Janine said with a smile. "What a sweet pussy! I don't know what came over me, but suddenly I just couldn't stop myself. It's been almost 20 years..."

"That was the hottest thing I've ever experienced," Betty said, shaking her head. "I've never done anything with a woman before. I thought I would die when you sucked on me while Bob was fucking me. That was hotter for me than pulling a train."

"Well, it's something you're just going to have to try some time," Janine said with a laugh. "I've always loved it. The combination of flavors and textures is such a turn-on."

"But I want to hear the rest of the story," Bob said. "We absolutely needed some sort of an intermission, though this far surpassed my wildest dreams. Now I want to hear the rest of the story."

"God, me too," Betty agreed, hugging Bob. "You are still the most incredible man I've ever known," she told him, kissing him deeply.

"I love watching you enjoy yourself," Bob said with a smile. "I know where your heart is."

"But where was I?" Janine asked.

"You were being tied to the horse, I believe," Bob said with a smile.

"Oh, god, right," Janine said with a laugh. "Well, they tied me to the horse and then each of the girls would smack me on the ass really hard twice. By the time they had all hit me, I could feel my ass glowing red, but my pussy was also sopping wet. I have no idea why, because it really hurt."

"Then I felt something pushing into my pussy from behind, something just like a cock. I looked back over my shoulder and saw Paula standing there wearing a strap-on. It was really big because I remember feeling it really stretch my pussy as she pushed it all the way in."

"You are always to be naked in this house unless you are just arriving or leaving,' Paula said to me as she started fucking me with her strap-on, all of the other girls just standing there watching. 'As the newest Pledge, you have no rights. We own you and that includes your body. Successfully becoming a member means accepting this, that your fellow sisters have a right to do anything they want with you or order you to do to someone else."

"Well, she could tell me anything she wanted at that point, because her strap-on was just incredible. I could not believe how good it felt to have her stuffing my pussy with it. But at the same time it was incredibly embarrassing. I know that sounds strange, but I had never had sex in front of anyone before and certainly never had anything but a real cock in my pussy, yet here I was being really fucked hard by a woman wearing a strap-on while these other people watched."

"I came and came and then I realized that I was being untied and then they were all touching me, kissing me, chewing on my breasts, sucking on my pussy. I don't remember anything else until I woke up later that afternoon on the sofa in the main room, all the other girls just sitting around."

"Ah, look who's awake finally,' I heard, followed by laughter. 'It's a good thing you decided to take a nap,' Paula said as she sat on the sofa next to me. 'Tonight is a very special night, a final initiation and the making of a new full member. As the newest pledge you have very specific duties tonight. This is what you are to wear,' she had said, holding out a black leather head cover that came down over the nose in front with holes for the eyes and nose. It laced up in the back."

"Our final initiations are very special,' Paula had continued to explain. 'Each potential initiate must bring someone very close, either a family member or their boyfriend, and it must be a male, as witness and also participant in the ceremony. You will be instructed as is required and at the time. And I'm sure you'll be happy to know that Amanda is being initiated tonight."

"Well, I had no idea what was going on and I hadn't had any idea that Amanda wasn't a full member yet. No matter, I figured. Since I was given the rest of the day to myself – I couldn't leave the house, of course – I took a nice long shower and then found myself in my new bed for the first time. I remember how soft it was and how nice it smelled. And then someone was shaking my shoulder, telling me it was time to get up. I had fallen asleep again."

"Well, there certainly wasn't much dressing to do, but the mask was actually fun to put on. Watching myself in the mirror, I realized that if you didn't know it was me underneath it, well, you wouldn't know it was me. I was definitely curious about the evening, having realized that this must be a rather infrequent event."

"Seeing that it was time, I looked out into the hallway and saw other girls heading to the common room, all naked too, so I joined them. Nobody said anything to me and I saw that they were all wearing butterfly eye masks, beautiful and elaborate masks. When I got to the common room Paula beckoned me to her side."

"The room had been changed, with seats in a circle around the horse. All of the other girls took seats until they were all filled, leaving only me and Paula standing. One of the other girls got up and went into the other room, returning almost immediately with Amanda, who had no mask at all, each of them holding the hand of a blindfolded boy who was completely naked otherwise, his rather large cock leading the way."

"I was frozen to the spot in total shock. I had never thought about Amanda having a boyfriend and didn't realize who she would be bringing. It certainly never occurred to me that it would be my brother Jimmy."

"Jimmy was a year older than me and had been at college already for a year. We weren't particularly close, though we didn't have any problems with each other either. We just had different interests. He was the sports type, always playing weird sports like lacrosse or water polo. I had to admit that he was in great shape, really cut, and his cock was impressive, though not as big as Paula's strap-on."

"I remember hoping that he wouldn't get a chance to see me. I just knew I'd die of embarrassment if he did. When they were standing right next to Paula and I, the lights suddenly went off except for a spotlight that only illuminated the four of us and the horse. I had to really squint to make out the girls sitting just a few feet away in a circle around us."

"Then Paula started speaking. 'You are here today of your own free will to assist Amanda in becoming a full member of our sorority?' she asked in a low voice. 'Yes,' Jimmy had replied, calmly, I remember. 'And you agree to anything we ask of you, knowing that to refuse anything would result in Amanda failing her initiation and having to leave the house?' Again Jimmy said yes."

"You may remove your blindfold,' Paula had said. I was holding my breath, trying to be invisible while standing almost elbow to elbow with him. 'This pledge will assist you this evening, first in attaching Amanda to our beloved horse,' she had said."

"Jimmy had glanced down at me, his eyes taking in the mask and then moving down my naked body. I felt my nipples springing to maximum hardness instantly and felt the wetness beginning between my legs as his eyes slowly crawled down and then up my body. Together we tied Amanda to the horse and then Paula had Jimmy stand by her head, his cock dangling down and almost touching her face."

"While our pledge gets Amanda nice and wet and ready,' Paula had begun, turning to look at me with a smile on her face, 'I'll explain exactly what is required of you in this phase of the initiation."

"I remember feeling like I was in a fog as I moved between Amanda's legs and knelt down and began to eat her pussy while my brother watched. Even though Paula was speaking to him, his eyes were glued to my mouth on Amanda's pussy. I was certain that he'd recognize me at any moment as I feasted on Amanda's tasty pussy."

"Meanwhile Paula had explained to him that he was to fuck Amanda's pussy, mouth and ass and that I was there to assist in any way he needed or wanted, as well as Paula giving her own orders. My eyes never left my brother's face as I continued to eat Amanda's pussy. I could see that he had bent his knees just enough so that Amanda was able to suck on his cock as it dangled in her face. It was strange to see my own brother's cock disappearing into her mouth."

"I remember that there seemed to a lot more noise from outside the circle of light we were in, but I couldn't see what was going on. That was when the walls suddenly filled with light, which I then realized was a camera feed projected onto a large movie screen, close up, of me, Amanda and Jimmy. It was huge, too. I watched in some sort of fascination as my tongue slid up and down through Amanda's pussy, then the view would change and I could see Jimmy's cock disappearing into Amanda's mouth."

"That was when Paula told Jimmy that it was time to move on, to 'use his cock elsewhere' was how she put it. She had me sit on the little stool that was just under where Amanda's ass was strapped to the horse as Jimmy stepped between her legs, his cock sticking out in front of him, bobbing just inches from my face."

"Make sure he's nice and wet, Pledge,' Paula said, and I felt my heart stop. I mean, I really wanted to be in this sorority and even though it was all very new to me and everything, I actually liked the sex games with the other girls and I didn't mind sex with boys, different boys, but I hadn't bargained for incest. I was staring at Jimmy's cock dangling in front of my face and it looked so big. And I opened my mouth to say something and the next thing I knew it was full of cock, Jimmy's cock, my brother."

"And it was wonderful. I couldn't believe how good it felt in my mouth, how big it was, how nice it tasted. I began cumming and felt my juices running down my inner thighs as Jimmy slowly pumped his cock in and out of my mouth, almost choking when he grabbed the back of my head and forced his entire cock into my mouth, down my throat, my nose smashed up against his stomach."

"And then suddenly his cock was gone and I could see him pressing it into Amanda's pussy right in front of my eyes. I was gasping for breath as I watched the head of his cock slip into Amanda's pussy. I couldn't believe that I had just been sucking my own brother's cock." 

"I was staring in shock and fascination as Jimmy sawed 2-3 inches of his cock in and out of Amanda's dripping pussy. Then he pulled it all slick and shiny from Amanda's pussy and stuck in my mouth which was still hanging open. This time I eagerly sucked his cock, loving the taste of Amanda's pussy all over it."

"I remember being aware of the rising amount of noise coming from outside the circle of light which we were in, but I couldn't see beyond and my vision was pretty restricted to Jimmy's cock plunging in and out of Amanda's pussy, then he would pull it out and face fuck me, driving his cock all the way down my throat." 

"I had never done anything remotely like this. I mean, I had sucked cocks, and I thought quite a few of them. I had even managed to almost take one all the way, but that hadn't been anything like the size of Jimmy's cock. And I just loved it. I wasn't sure whether it was being able to suck so big a cock all the way into my throat or the fact that it was my brother, and if that was the reason, I wasn't exactly sure why it being my brother was turning me on so much. I was cumming non-stop."

"Here, maybe this will help,' I heard Paula's voice say as my nose was pressed up against his belly, his cock buried in my throat. And then Jimmy's cock was sliding out of my mouth and hands were helping me to stand up. I remember that my knees were wobbly as they helped me to climb up on top of Amanda on the horse. She was sucking the biggest and most beautiful cock I had ever seen as I lay on top of her, even bigger and nicer than Jimmy's."

"Amanda was just laying there and this beautiful cock was slowly fucking her face, in and out, in and out. And then it was just laying on Amanda's lips, visibly throbbing, I remember. I mean, my face was only a couple of inches away. And then Amanda opened her eyes and saw me."

"Oh, Janine, this is the best day of my entire life,' she said before pulling my face to hers and kissing me, that beautiful cock between our lips as our tongues played, both of us sucking on the head of it. I just couldn't believe that this was the same Amanda that I had known back home, but at the same time I realized that she probably thought the same thing about me. My world of sexual experimentation had been strictly one-on-one; until now, that is."

"Anyway, I had just swallowed that wonderful cock when I felt something large pressing into my pussy. Before I could react, I realized that my own brother was fucking me. I was being double-teamed for the first time in my life and one of the people was my own brother. I couldn't do anything but moan and cum as those two cocks plunged in and out of me from both ends."

"And then there were hands all over me and suddenly both cocks disappeared and I was being turned and I found myself with my face just above Amanda's pussy, Jimmy's cock plunging in and out right in front of me. I felt someone sucking on my pussy, then a huge cock filled me. I'd never had anything that big in me before and I just knew that it had to be the cock I had just been sucking."

"Jimmy would fuck Amanda a bit, then pull his cock out, all gooey and slick, and stick it in my mouth and face-fuck me a few times before going back to fucking Amanda. I found myself sucking on her clit and the shaft of Jimmy's cock as it slid in and out of her pussy."

"And then Jimmy suddenly pulled his cock from Amanda's pussy and it was spurting cum. Before I could react, he had his cock in my mouth and I was sucking on him, swallowing his cum. I couldn't believe how much he came. He kept filling my mouth and I just kept gulping it down as fast as I could. And then he finally stopped cumming and pulled his cock from my mouth, which was good, as I was really out of breath at this point, and slid it back into Amanda's gooey pussy, pumping in and out a couple of times, then pulled it out and stuck it in my face, all gooey and dripping with their combined cum."

"As I sucked it again, I realized that I had eaten my brother's cum before, when I had been with Amanda and eaten her cum-filled pussy. I felt so depraved, so abandoned as I continued sucking my brother's dripping cock while at the same time my pussy was being thoroughly fucked by that magnificent cock." 

"Then I felt that cock in my pussy explode, cum splashing deep inside of me. Then the cock slid from my pussy and I felt cum splashing against my pussy and ass while someone – I presume it was Amanda – sucked my pussy. It was incredible. My whole body was having an orgasm." 

"Jimmy's cock was all the way down my throat, my nose pressed up against his belly. I felt his fingers beneath my chin, lifting it. I really couldn't lift my head that far with his cock filling my mouth like that, but I could look up. Jimmy had his hands on either side of my head and he let about an inch or so of his cock slide out of my mouth. I saw that there were two video cameras on either side."

"Welcome to The Sorority, Janine,' he said, and my brain froze as he lifted my mask off, exposing me with his cock filling my mouth. 'This has been your initiation,' Paula said, suddenly standing right next to Jimmy. 'And now that you know that he knows it's you, go ahead and finish what you were doing and complete your initiation."

"I couldn't believe it. I was suddenly aware that all of the lights were on, really bright, and that there was a circle of people surrounding us, all of the other girls from the sorority plus men, all ages, older, our age. Everyone was naked and they were watching me on my knees with my brother's cock halfway down my throat."

"Well, I don't know what came over me, but I began to suck Jimmy's cock like I had never sucked a cock before and probably haven't since. I literally made love to his cock, teasing the head and his slit with my tongue, taking him all the way into my throat over and over again, face fucking myself with his cock. Everyone was commenting, cheering me on, the cameras were almost in my face they were so close." 

"Then I felt Jimmy's cock begin to swell and I knew that he was going to cum. To my surprise Jimmy pulled his cock from my mouth just as he began to cum, shooting his cum all over my upper lip and nose. As I tried to lick the cum as it dripped from my upper lip, Jimmy slid his still-spurting cock into my mouth and I continued sucking him until there was no more cum."

"Everyone was cheering as they lifted me to my feet, cum smeared across my face. Paula held up a hand and everyone got quiet. 'Now you're almost a full member of The Sorority,' she said. 'Now you need to understand that in order to get to this point, you have to have sex with a direct blood relative family member, brother, cousin, father, grandfather, here in front of everyone. That's what The Sorority is all about, loving family. You've met my brother John, I believe,' she said, pulling forward the incredible cock that had been taking care of one end while Jimmy took care of the other. 'Now you must go around and suck everyone nice and clean,' Paula explained. 'And for the next month you will be our door girl from 7-9pm, after which you will be a full lifetime member with all the privileges and responsibilities inherent in such an honor."

"I tell you I was completely shocked. I just couldn't believe that everyone there was related to the person they were with. It was just too much, but it was also still blowing my mind that I had just sucked off my brother with everyone watching, and that before that he had been fucking me, too. And that I had really liked it. My pussy was just dripping as I started around the room, meeting the brothers, cousins, fathers and even a grandfather, sucking them all off and then eating the pussy of my sorority sister."




Remembering When



"Several times as I was on my hands and knees with a cock filling my face, I felt a nice hard cock slide into my pussy from behind. Most of the time I never saw who it was that was fucking me, but my pussy was just filled with cum by the time I finished working my way around the room, ending up with Paula and her brother John."

"I had John's cock buried in my throat when I felt yet another cock filling my gooey pussy. I was just getting into the rhythm of being double-teamed when the guy fucking me pulled his cock from my pussy and began pressing it against my ass. I would have totally freaked out if my face hadn't been impaled on 10" of cock. I couldn't move as I felt that cock splitting my ass in two as it slowly but surely worked its way into me. I was gasping around the shaft of John's cock as the cock in my ass began to slowly fuck me. Before too long both cocks were slamming in and out of me, one my mouth, the other my ass. I felt myself cumming uncontrollably as both cocks erupted at once, one filling my mouth, the other filling my ass."

"When I had finished sucking John's cock and he pulled it from my mouth, I looked back over my shoulder to see who it was who had taken my ass cherry and there was Jimmy, a big grin on his face, his cock still buried in my ass."

"Well, for the next month I had to sit by the door every night from 7-9, ready to service whoever happened to come by, though to get in you had to be one of the family members. Jimmy and John were always there promptly at 7 and they would both fuck all three of my holes before they left."

"My next 3½ years were the best of my life. We had a wonderful family and there was all the sex you could possibly want. I graduated summa cum laude and married John after the graduation ceremony. Paula visits us from time to time, and Jimmy, and my life is still magic. And now we've met you."

"Jesus Christ!" Betty exclaimed. "That has to be the hottest story I've ever heard."

"Incredible!" Bob agreed, shaking his head. "Talk about remembering when."

Author's Comment: I've been away, very busy with my life these past 2-3 years, therefore I had no time to write. I think things are calming down -- moving halfway around the world can be amusing, believe me -- and I am looking forward to enjoying my 'writing' hobby once again. I hope this tickles some fancies, and I also hope it blows some fuses. The intolerant ones who write to me are the most fun, all of the hundreds of others are deeply appreciated....TryAnything



Remembering When



Jeremy and I had been sleeping together for a month -- once or twice a week at his place, maybe once a week at mine -- before he finally asked me a familiar question that most new lovers eventually raise. We'd gotten each other all hot and juicy with a languid me-on-top 69, and when we couldn't stand it any longer, I just straddled him and gave myself a good scratching of my itches. My first orgasm was quick to arrive and peaked sharply, though it served more as a temporary tension reliever than an all-out climax. Jeremy just pushed up into me and held my hips and watched me ride it out, grinning at me with a bemused expression on his face.

I played with my second one, keeping it lurking right at the brink of no return, teasing myself to get suitably frantic. I squirmed on him and got us both quivering and panting and close. Too close, as I discovered, when in a sudden rush he thrust his hips high and squeezed my breasts and gasped, "Oh Annie, oh, oh, oh," and exploded his release within my tender grasp. He made amends by cheating his thumb against my clit until I surrendered with hyperventilating pants and appreciative grunts, a squirming pelvis and spasming cunt.

Afterwards, after we'd disengaged and repositioned into our nighttime spoon, Jeremy wrapped his arms around me from behind and fondled my breasts. "So," he began, "I've never asked you. How did you lose your virginity? Was it one of those horror stories with a pimply-faced kid with a hair trigger?"

I thought for a moment about how to answer. "That's a complicated question," I said simply. "It was the summer before college. He didn't have pimples. It was fine."

"What do you mean, 'complicated'?" Jeremy's tone was more curious than demanding.

"Not now," I demurred with a sleepy voice. "Maybe later. Long story." Jeremy's hand cupped each of my breasts in his goodnight ritual, seemingly uncertain which one would be the last he would touch. "I love you, baby," I whispered. I snuggled myself back deeper into his arms and drifted away.

- - - - - -

It was the summer after graduating from high school. Scott and I had been going together for six months. He was everything a teenaged girl could want: smart, cute, polite, and gentle. I'd had my share of boyfriends before Scott, one or two a year going back to eighth grade, and with each of them I'd learned more and more about puppy love and sex play. I'd had years of practice making out, and by my junior year I was fairly proficient at it. I felt comfortable enough with a couple of guys to allow them to touch my breasts, but nothing below the waist. That I reserved for my own fingers, masturbating almost nightly.

With Scott in my senior year I felt ready to take another step or two. I was sexually curious, even if I was a bit bashful, and Scott was the perfect unaggressive playmate who allowed me to take those steps whenever, and however far, I chose. That summer we both had fulltime jobs, though we were able to get together several nights a week for a movie, or a burger, or for quiet talks. Or for an hour or two of lip-locked passion in his mother's car, the Lovemobile.

We preferred his mother's old Chevy Impala to my mother's newer Thunderbird. Not that the Thunderbird wasn't fun to drive, but the back seat of the Impala was far more comfortable for times when the car stopped moving. Earlier that Spring we'd been rousted from one Lovers Lane or another. We'd only been making use of the front seat, both of us being both too shy and deathly afraid of being intertwined in the back seat when a police car made its slow, methodical pass and shone the high-intensity beam through our windows.

My stroke of genius was to suggest that we instead park in the huge local auto assembly plant employees' parking lot. The 3:30-to-midnight swing shift packed the parking lot with hundreds of cars and no people. We'd drive in, find an empty inconspicuous open spot, and know that as long as we kept our heads down, we'd be undisturbed for hours.

Of course, it was never a problem to keep our heads down, and it was even easier to do in the back seat without that pesky steering wheel getting in the way. We'd park, douse the lights, and dive into the back seat before the roving security patrol made one of its infrequent passes down our row of cars.

We were never in a rush. We'd finish our sodas and talk about our day, complain about our parents and our siblings, gossip about our friends. Eventually the conversation would dwindle and the unhurried necking would begin, with deep open-mouthed kisses and dancing tongues, pressed together bodies and squeezes and little muffled moans. 

It was the classic progression that summer. When mere kisses became tame, Scott slipped a hand underneath my T-shirt to caress my bra-encased breasts and to discover my aroused nipples which were all too obviously delighted to be found. He soon learned to unclasp my bra with one hand, and I was eager for him to do it. After two evenings having my shirt and bra tangled up around my neck, I began to unsnap it myself as we drove into the parking lot and amuse Scott by extracting it out of my t-shirt sleeve before dropping it onto the floor. Once in the back seat, his hands and his mouth would alternate breasts, teasing my sensitive curves and hardened nipples to the point that, by the end of the evening, my pussy was so wet and achingly aroused that later, once I got home and into my bed, I could climax with a mere minute or two of furious diddling.

By the middle of July we were dry-humping, and I was more frustrated than ever. Now Scott spent only a minimally polite amount of time on my breasts before mounting me, both of us fully clothed below the waist, and methodically rubbing his lump against my crotch until he panted and sweated bullets and shuddered in a unilateral orgasm. Thankfully, this phase didn't last long.

Looking back on it, I suppose I was a one-girl Sex Education class for him. "Touch me," I finally whispered one hot and humid night as he began to maneuver between my thighs. He inched his hand inside the elastic waistband of my shorts and inside my panties, down across my matted pubic hair until he struck paydirt and discovered how open and juicy I was.

"Jesus," he muttered, a sentiment that I echoed with moans. Soon my shorts were down around one knee and completely off the other leg. Scott's hand was stuffed inside my panties, and his fingers were wandering up and down my labia, encouraging them to blossom into fat, yawning petals. His fingers played in my slickness, meandering from dipping inside my squeezing vagina to strumming across the bone-hard length of my swollen clitoral shaft and its supersensitive little nubbin at the tip.

He was a quick learner and was eager to please. He discovered how to flicker my clit, at first softly, then with greater and greater intensity until my legs strained wide and my butt rose off the seat and my arms wrapped tightly around his neck. My breathing became rapid and shallow and my orgasm would just roar through me. Only then would he reluctantly withdraw his hand and gently stroke his erection against my panty-covered sopping pussy in our Pretend Intercourse position, finishing himself off by a vigorous rub against my pubic bone.

I was in love with him. I was in love with sex.

We didn't stop there, of course. "I want to come with you, Annie," he begged one night with his hand jammed between us and fiddling with my pussy inside my underpants. "Let me rub against you for real," he pleaded. The thought of that sent a ripple of anxiety through my body and a warm rush where his fingers were playing. "I won't go inside you," he promised.

He had my clit trapped between two fingers. I was desperate to come. "Okay," I acquiesced in a small voice.

His fingers withdrew and he fumbled with his shorts with one hand while holding himself up above me with a straightened arm. He got them down to his knees, then maneuvered his underwear down to join his shorts. His shirt draped over his cock. I couldn't see anything. My head was spinning. My back was sweating.

When he eased back down on top of me, though, I could feel it - a ramrod that jutted up and out, nudging against the heat inside my panties. Scott put his hands underneath my shoulderblades and kissed me, breathing hard through his nose. His erection prodded and jabbed at me, trying to find the right angle to rub against me. I tried to adjust my own hips to get him there. We seemed to be in an incredibly clumsy tangle of bodies and limbs and clothes.

"Please let me feel you," he repeated. I knew it was time. I snaked a hand between us, brushing past an alarmingly large and very stiff pole, and pulled aside the crotch of my panties. He sighed, and then I felt the first electric jolt of his warm erection against me, his alive, mysterious thing rubbing against my own intimate folds. "That's it," he whispered, "I won't go inside."

"I know," I replied. Scott brushed against me, and the snagging friction of his dry flesh turned to slippery after a few tentative strokes. His cock notched lengthwise between my lips and he pressed forward, stroking me with the underside of his shaft and sending shivering ripples through my clit that radiated through my pelvis in waves of pleasure.

Scott started and stopped, started and stopped, breathing out little grunts and moans. I was overwhelmed by the newness of the sensations, his heavy body pressing me into the upholstery, the heat boiling off his chest, his turgid flesh and crinkly pubic hair brushing past my fingers, the top of my head edging against the padded armrest, his hairy calf against my smooth-shaven one, the smell of my pussy juices wafting in the air.

And when he quickened his motion and gasped "Oh Annie!" and prodded the tip of his penis higher up and onto my pubic hair, I nestled the crotch of my panties back over his shaft and pressed it against my body, capturing the full force of its spasms as he ejaculated fiery globs against the naked skin of my belly. I could feel the pulses along the underside of his shaft against my clit, and it drove me half crazy. My fingers wobbled his throbbing erection back and forth against my inflamed pussy and then I came, too, gasping and quivering and sharing happy little grunts in his ear.

We got even bolder after that. Scott kept getting better at holding off his climax, and I tempted fate by becoming less and less concerned about pregnancy and more and more enthralled by the sex play and our shared orgasms. Soon he was spurting directly onto my pussylips while I unabashedly frigged myself with his sticky juices, and it seemed like our biggest fear was dripping onto the vinyl upholstery. When I discovered the thrill of masturbating myself while Scott pressed the tip of his cock at the very entrance to my vagina, allowing me to climax before he rubbed himself to his own against my labia, we found ourselves edging progressively away from Pretend and closer to Real.

Holding his cockhead poised at my opening evolved to nudging the mushroom-shaped head partway inside. And that led to getting the entire head inside, and then on another night to penetrating a delicious inch or two. Scott wouldn't move a muscle once he'd worked his way inside me. He'd just insert himself there, his cock erratically twitching, and my fingers would strum wildly on my clit until my body shuddered in those huge cresting waves as my vagina pulsed around his thick intrusion.

The decisive moment came in late August. We were both naked below the waist. I was lying on a blanket, and the other half of it was flipped around Scott's back. I had one ankle curled around his leg, the other foot on the floor. I was spread wide for him. And Scott was finally inside me, completely and totally, and we were both enjoying the sensations of deep slow-motion fucking.

"Scottie," I told him, "Tell me when you're going to come."

"You know I will," he answered with a voice that was dreamy in the world of the back-and-forth trading of his throbs and my clenches. "Annie," he finally said, "Almost there." His erection's involuntary jerks were becoming more frequent. He began to withdraw.

"Wait," I said, restraining him with my legs. "I've got a surprise for you."

Scott grunted an anxious-sounding distracted reply.

"I went to Planned Parenthood," I continued. "I got on the Pill."

"What?"

I had his attention with that one. I tilted my hips and squeezed my legs even tighter around him, capturing his whole length inside me again. His pubic bone was mashed against me, against my magic hard little nubbin. "You can come inside me now," I whispered to him. My hands pulled his butt, and I relaxed my leglock and rocked up against him. "Will you do that for me?" I teased him, "Pretty please?"

He would, and he did. He groaned and drove into me, faster and harder, sending shivers through me every time he bounced off my clit. I felt his rigid maleness, felt his strength and his urgency that matched my own. When he jammed himself into me that one last time and squeezed his arms tightly around me in a primal embrace, I gazed with wonder at his scrunched up face and heard his soft moans and felt the familiar rhythmic jerky pulses in their new unfamiliar surroundings. "I love you, baby," I gasped. I imagined I could feel the hot splash of his spurts, and then in a mad glorious rush I came, too.

Scott and I repeated our back seat coupling only twice more before the cruelty of Fall university enrollments separated us. He left to go back East to an Ivy League school, while I traveled a shorter distance to an in-state university. We reunited over the Holidays and snuck away for a single frustrating quickie. By the following Spring, his parents had moved to the East Coast and Scott spent the summer at their new house, while I lived at home and worked at a local summer job.

We kept in touch, though. We exchanged letters and phone calls. It was more frequently in the beginning, then things gradually declined as we both were busy with school and jobs and, yes, with relationships with other people. In the years after college I moved to the West Coast, got married and later divorced, and Scott remained in the East and also married.

- - - - - -

A few nights later, Jeremy broached the subject again. We were in the afterglow, snuggled together on rumpled sheets, and I was trying to find the energy to move away from the wet spot that was building beneath me. "You never told me your long story," he began. "What makes it 'complicated'?"

I thought about how much to say and how to say it.

"Maybe 'complicated' isn't the right word. Looking back at it, it didn't seem like the typical story of hormonal teenagers in heat. It was more like..." I paused. "It was sweet. It was romantic. I think we really did love each other, way back when."

"But nothing came of it?"

"It was a long time ago. We went our separate ways." I paused again. That part was true. We did go our separate ways. At least we did for a decade, until Scott traveled West for a Bar Association conference. After we had dinner together, reminiscing, we skipped dessert and went to his hotel room. That night was the first time he and I had sex together on a bed. And it wasn't the last time. Over the next two decades, every few years one of us traveled to the opposite coast, and we'd spend a few hours together, or a few days, reconnecting minds and bodies.

Now, as I felt Jeremy's semen leaking out of me, I remembered how Scott's had done the same three months earlier when we'd made love on another bed 30 miles away with the sound of cable cars clanging on the street below. The truth was that what was 'complicated' wasn't what happened during that distant summer after high school, it was what had been happening ever since.

I leaned forward and kissed Jeremy, then rolled him onto his back and slipped on top of him, straddling his hips. "Carpe diem," I told him, brushing my dripping pussy against his deflated penis. His hands cupped my breasts, and I smiled and added, "Carpe boobs works, too." He laughed, and I knew everything would be all right for another day.