Archive-name: Dreams/sheryl.txt
Archive-author: Standby
Archive-title: Sheryl , Part 1 thru 7


        By way of work, I program for  a  guy  who  runs  a  side
business  out  of  his house.  The pay's not great, but the hours
are flexed to my schedule (meaning I can hit  the  beach  in  the
summer),  and the environment's cool.  I can wear shorts and a t-
shirt if I want to, and play Mettalica at high volume.  This  guy
has daughter who's about 3 years younger than me.  Since she just
graduated from college, and the job market basically  sucks,  she
lived  at  home,  and  since I'm there most days I see her fairly
often.

        Sheryl is about 22, or maybe 23.  She's a good  6  inches
shorter  than  my  own 5'10", and you could call her plump if you
were being charitable.   She's more than a few pounds overweight.
Much  of  that  is, I'll grant you, in the right places...she has
rather  nicely  sized   tits   (although   not   excessively   or
unrealistically  so...they  just  look alot bigger on her because
she's so short), but then again, the  rest  of  her  is  just  as
large.   Her  ass  is  oversized, her legs are heavy, her stomach
kind of sticks out...even her face  and  hands  are  well-padded.
Mind  you,  she's  not grotesquely fat...just about 20 -30 pounds
over where she should be, and she makes up for it by being really
cute, with kind of dark auburn hair and very dark green eyes, and
an infectious smile that you'd want to grab and kiss..

        Now, naturally, I (being the terminally horny soul that I
am)  fantasized  about Sheryl whenever I had a free moment or was
waiting for a compile.  Sheryl  would  be  dressed  in  something
loose, like a robe, which I would pull open.  My mouth would work
its way down to her tits.  My tongue would roam over her  nipples
as  I pulled on the little stiff buds with my lips.  Sheryl would
moan softly as my hand ran up the inside of her thighs,  stopping
to  rest lightly on the patch of fur covering her pussy.  I would
suck gently on her boobs as my fingers traced a  path  along  the
edge  of  her  slit,  finally slipping between them and gathering
some of her juices to ease my way up to her clit.  My hand  would
rub  her cunt and clit insistently as I slowly licked my way down
her body, going from tits to belly  ever-so-slowly  until  Sheryl
would push my head down to her snatch.  She would spread her legs
wider  as  I  my  tongue  joined  my  hand  in  stimulating  her.
Finally,  she  would  hold  my head firmly and start grinding her
cunt into my face.  I would read around and grab  the  cheeks  of
her ass and start fucking her with my tongue.  Eventually, Sheryl
would have a massive orgasm and collapse  into a chair,  smiling,
with her eyes half-closed.

        She would reach up and undo my  jeans  and  pull  out  my
cock.   Her  hand would wrap around the shaft and she would start
to rub up and down.  Her mouth would move forward, tongue out, as
she  jerked  my prick.  After teasingly pretending for what would
feel like forever, Sheryl's tongue would  make  glorious  contact
with  my dick.  It would be warm and wet as the tip slowly worked
its way up from my balls to the  head.   Her  lips  would  gently
circle the tip, letting just a tiny fraction of my cock enter her
mouth.  Her tongue would swirl around the head as she brought  up
her  tits  to   rub along the shaft.  Her nipples would be erect,
and the floppy breast tissue would give just the right amount  of
friction  as  she  wrapped  them  around my cock.   My cock would
slide back and forth  between those pale orbs as Sheryl kept them
pressed  tightly  around  my pole.   Sheryl would work her tongue
around the tip of my cock as  she  fucked  me  oh-so-slowly  with
those big tits.  Her  nipples would tickle the shaft as her mouth
tickled the head.  More and more of my cock would be entering her
mouth,  until she was only able to rub her nipples along my balls
as she sucked me.   Sheryl's tongue would  be  hot  and  wet  and
rough  as  it worked around my cock.  I would reach down and grab
her head for support as I started thrusting my stiff  prick  into
her  face.   Sheryl  would  open her mouth wide for my cock as it
drove forward into her face.  Her hands would be reaching  around
and  playing  with my ass, with her fingernails just tickling the
hole.  Finally, it would be too much for me  to  take.   I  would
drive  my  cock deeply into her mouth and hold her there as thick
streams of cum would spurt down her waiting throat, and then  she
would smile at me and lick her lips with a sperm coated tongue

        Now, things went along like this for a few weeks.    When
things were slow, or I felt like goofing off, I would use Windoze
to create fairly graphic BMPs of my fantasies with  Sheryl.   I'm
OK  with  a  mouse,  and  with  practice,  I  could  put together
something that was recognizably her  (especially  when  the  file
names  where  things like "SHRTITFK," "SHRDLDO" or "SHRANAL").  I
didn't worry too much about using the computer this  because  her
father  hated  Windoze with a passion and would never use it, and
Sheryl was, so far as I could tell, computer-  illiterate  beyond
Word(Im)Perfect  and  Windoze  Solitaire.   Besides, I would back
them up to floppy and delete the originals on  a  regular  basis.
Often  enough  (like  when she was parading around the house in a
short bathrobe and nothing else that I could see), it got me  hot
enough  to play with myself as I worked on the PC. Since I was in
a big chair in a closed room, and was almost always alone in  the
house, it was no big deal, I thought, and I was too fucking horny
to let it wait.

        Anyway, one day when I was alone and super horny,  I  was
working  on my master BMP...latest in my series of Sheryl sucking
a cock which I always meant to be mine.  This particular one  had
her mouth open and her tongue out to catch whatever spurts of cum
had missed her face.  So I was sitting  there,  looking  at  this
picture of Sheryl, and just _had_ to have some release.  What the
fuck, I was alone, so I pulled out my cock and started to rub it.
I imagined that Sheryl was kneeling on the floor  in front of me,
with her shirt open.  Her tits were large  and  full  and  coated
with  oil, and she had them wrapped around my stiff rod.  Oh yes,
I could almost see them  as my cock  slid  in  between  the  pale
globes  .   I  could  just about feel them as Sheryl pressed them
tightly around my rod.  My stiff prick  slid  forward  as  Sheryl
came  downward.   "God,  Sheryl,  your  tits  feel so good!  God,
Sheryl, your tits feel so good, God, Sheryl..."  I just  couldn't
stop repeating it as she moved her tits over my cock.

        Her nipples stiffened under the caresses of her  fingers.
I  felt  Sheryl's  tits  press harder as I fucked them faster and
faster.   Sheryl looked at me, her eyes half closed  in  ecstasy.
"Go  on...cum  on my tits, " she moaned.  And then the sperm shot
out, catching her in the face and running down over her  nipples,
in a warm stream that ran down my cock onto my hand.   The warmth
and stickiness brought me back to the reality of the  office.  It
was  a  huge  cum,  and  I needed to run to the kitchen to grab a
paper towel to clean up.

        So I'm standing  in the kitchen, with my pants  open  and
an  enormous  amount  of  cum  all over my cock and my hands.  It
dripped off my hands onto the counter as I reached up for a paper
towel,  and  all of a sudden, I hear the door to Sheryl's bedroom
open.  Sheeyit!  She was home the entire time!  I had just  about
got  my  cock stuffed in my pants and closed them when she walked
into the kitchen.

        "Hi!"  She was wearing a pair of shorts and a white  tee-
shirt.   It was fairly obvious from the way that her tits bounced
around that she wasn't wearing a bra and her  nipples  were  just
about showing through.  This was enough to have my cock instantly
swelling up again, which was, given how quickly  I'd  stuffed  it
into  my  pants  and  how  much  cum  was  all  over it, a fairly
uncomfortable feeling.

        "Howdy," I replied, blushing furiously.   "Just  came  in
for a paper towel to dust off the screen."

        She nodded.  "Yeah, it did look dirty."  I smiled, agreed
and  left  as  fast as I could.  I went as fast as I could to the
office.   Motherfucking hell!  I'd left the door open, and Sheryl
had  to walk past the office to get to the kitchen from her room,
and there was her  face  sucking  a  spurting  cock  in  glorious
seventeen  inch  SVGA.   She  _had_  to  have seen it, if only in
passing.  As I reached up to the keyboard to erase it, I was  hit
with  a  double  whammy...my hand was still dripping with my cum.
This really fucking sucked.  But in some  way  it  was  exciting,
knowing  that  she had to have seen it, and had probably heard me
as well.   Sheryl didn't say a word about it, though,  but  later
in  the afternoon when I dared emerge and go back to the kitchen,
I noticed that my cum had been cleaned off the counter.

        Needless to say, I was a whole shitload more careful from
then on when I fantasized about Sheryl.  When Sheryl's car wasn't
there, I physically checked to  make  sure  she  wasn't  home  by
knocking on her door if it was closed.  If she wasn't, then I was
alone and almost anything could go.  I could grab her panties out
of  the  hamper,  sniffing  deeply for traces of her pussy, and I
could jerk off into them.  I would wrap them around my  cock  and
stroke,  imagining  that  it  was  Sheryl's  cunt tightly wrapped
around my cock.  With each thrust, I felt my  prick  sliding  not
into  the  thin  cotton,  but  the  silky smoothness of her tight
pussy.  I was always careful  not  to  actually  shoot  into  her
panties,  though.  I didn't need to try and explain that one, for
sure.

        I also continued to make my BMPs.  I had accquired enough
skill  with  the mouse to make them semi-realistic by this point,
and was getting more ambitious.  My latest effort was a series of
Sheryl  and  myself sixty-nining.  She was on top of me, with her
enormous tits pressed up against me.   My hands were grasping her
ass, pulling the cheeks apart to expose her moist crack and tight
asshole.  My tongue was deeply pushed into  her  pussy,  and  her
juices  were  liberally  coating  my  face.   Sheryl had one hand
cupping my balls, and the other wrapped around the  shaft  of  my
rod,  jerking  me  off.   Her tongue was busy licking the swollen
head of my cock.

        I just had to pull out my cock and start jerking off.   I
closed  my  eyes  and  my  own  stroking  fingers became Sheryl's
tongue.   It ran up and down the length of my prick.   It  ticked
my  balls,  and traced a moist line up the underside to the head.
It flicked around the hole, and then she engulfed my cock in  her
hot,   wet  mouth.   Sheryl  bobbed  her head up and down over my
cock.  I could feel her mouth wrapped around my pole, and  I  was
saying  to  her  "Come  on Sheryl...suck it...suck it."   And she
did, until orgasm overcame me and I poured out my balls. As usual
when  I  fantasized  about  Sheryl, large amounts of cum shot all
over my hand.  This time, however, I cleaned up quickly, just  in
case she came home unexpectedly.

Part II: Cumming in Fits and Spurts


        A few weeks later, I was doing my work as usual.   Sheryl
was  home, just hanging out, coming in every now and again to ask
questions about something-or-other, and I thought  she  was  even
deliberately  brushing  up  against  me.   I  put that down as an
oversexed imagination talking, because Sheryl was wearing a short
bathrobe,  tied  very  loosly.   It  was  obvious that she wasn't
wearing a bra under it, because  her  hefty  tits  were  bouncing
around  like  crazy,  her nipples showed very clearly through the
thin material, and every now and again the  robe  would  open  up
enough for me to see in.  I couldn't tell for sure, but it looked
like Sheryl wasn't wearing any panties, either, because  I  could
see  an awful lot of her ass (of which, we must remember, there's
an awful lot).

        So, I was working  away,  distracted  as  all  shit,  and
Sheryl  called  me  in  to  the  living  room  because  there was
something she wanted me to see on the TV.   I saved my file,  and
popped in to a wet dream come true.

        Sheryl was lying o nthe sofa with  her  robe  open.   Her
tits were a little bigger than I had imagined (as was most of her
body), and they were flopped to the sides, glistening  with  some
kind  of  wetness.   She for sure had no panties on, either.  She
had less cunt hair than I  had  thought,  and  it  was  a  little
lighter  than  her  hair,  so I had a nice view of her twat.  Her
pussy lips were not at all prominent and one finger was tracing a
line  up  and  down her slit.  She was looking me straight in the
eye with a look that could best be described as "come fuck me."

        I had absolutely no idea how to react.  I  mean,  half-a-
hundred fantasies were one thing, but actualization was something
else entirely.  My dick, on the other hand knew exactly  what  to
do,  and  instantly  started  swelling  up  inside  my  jeans.  I
instinctively walked up to her.

        Sheryl reached up and lazily massaged  the  bulge  in  my
pants.   "I saw all the stuff you did on the computer," she said.
"I bugged me when I first looked at them, but then I  started  to
like  it."   All  the  while,  her  fingers  were  keeping  up an
insistent up-and-down pressure on my cock.   She was  driving  me
crazy,  and  she  knew  it.   Her hands drifted up to the button.
"Now," she said, "I want it for real."  She undid  my  jeans  and
pulled  them down.  Her hot little hand wrapped tightly around my
prick and stroked it, and the other traced a lazy line  from  her
cunt  to  her  nipples.   That was what was wet!  Sheryl had been
rubbing her pussy cream into her tits!  That  thought  alone  was
too  much  of a turn on and I started to  thrust my cock into her
fist.  Sheryl kept her hand moving on my cock and moved her other
hand back down to her snatch.  Her finger strokedup and down over
her clit.  Then she said, "I watched you jerk off...I want to see
you do it again."

        "Huh?"  I was lost, both in confusion and  in  a  sea  of
sensation  from  watching  her play with her pussy and having her
hand rubbing my cock.  I could feel her rubbing  her  fingers  in
the pre-cum oozing from my excited prick, sliding her palm up and
down the shaft.

        "Look..on the TV."  I looked around.  There I was,  large
as  life and sitting in the chair with my hand moving up and down
over my cock.  Well, partially...only about half of my  dick  was
on  the  screen.   My  other  self  was  stroking pretty fast and
whispering, "Come on Sheryl...suck it...suck it."   My   stroking
hand  moved faster, my body stiffened, and a thick spurt of cream
shot out of my cock.  I wavered between embarrasment that she had
managed  somehow  to  tape  me  jerking off, and arousal that she
wanted to watch me.

        Sheryl let go of my cock, grabbed the remote and  started
playing  with  herself  more  vigorously.    She  had two fingers
playing with the folds of her cunt as she rewound the  tape  back
to where I first pulled my cock out of my pants.  Then she let it
play and started to play with her tits as well as her cunt.   Her
hand  moved  faster over her snatch and clit.  "I want to see you
do it," she breathed raggedly.  "Jerk it for me."

        Watching Sheryl masturbate was an  incredible  rush,  and
didn't  do  anything to hurt my raging hardon.  I grabbed my cock
and started to rub it, just as she had been doing moments before.
As  my  fist  rubbed up and down over the shaft, Sheryl fixed her
eyes on my dick.  She wanted a show, so I had to give it to  her.
I  squeezed  my  cock, letting the drops of pre-cum gather on the
tip.  Then I started to rub furiously, letting it drop  onto  her
legs.   I grabbed my balls with my other hand and started to play
with them as well.  Sheryl was starting to looked very sweaty and
very  dazed.  The fingers on her cunt were moving faster, and she
started being rougher with her nipples.

        Watching Sheryl fuck herself with her fingers  like  that
was a guaranteed way to really get me going.  Sheryl had her legs
spread out wide, and she was really going at her snatch  in  full
force.  She was doing her best to make herself cum, I could tell,
and it was just too much for me to  watch.   I  stroked  my  cock
faster  and  faster.  I could feel the sperm  boiling up,ready to
shoot out.  I moved closer to Sheryl and rubbed my cock with both
hands.   I wanted to say to her, "Sheryl, look, here's what   you
wanted!" but all that came out was "Sheryl..."  That  gave  me  a
sudden  thought  of Sheryl secretly taping me, and that pushed me
the final inch to orgasm.  A thick load of cum spurted out of  my
cock  and  landed  on  Sheryl's  belly.  Another pull of my hands
brought another spurt, this one making it  to  the  base  of  her
tits.   My  final squirt didn't go nearly as far, instead landing
on her stroking hands and her bush.

        Sheryl had watched this display, and started  moving  her
hands  upward  to  mix  my  cum with her pussy juice, rubbing the
slick mess over her quivering tits.  I dropped to  my  knees  and
immediately  moved  in  to  lick  and  kiss  her dripping snatch.
Sheryl's cunt had a tangy, salty flavor.  I moved  my  tongue  up
and down rapidly over her clit and brought my hands into play.  I
started stroking the folds of her snatch with my fingers, letting
them slowly slip inside of that tight tunnel.

        I fucked her slowly with my hands while my tongue  rubbed
up and down her slit.  Sheryl started rocking her ample hips back
and forth, getting close to cumming.  I slowed down, not  wanting
her  to  cum too soon, but she grabbed my head and held it to her
snatch.  Her hands were slick and sticky with her pussy juice and
my cum, but she still managed to hold me mouth right at her cunt.
Sheryl rammed her pussy into my face and started grinding against
me.  I slipped my index finger out of her twat and stroked around
her puckered ass.  She was too busy fucking my face to object, so
I  began  to  work it up inside her, slowly backing it in and out
until it was jammed deeply into her.

        Sheryl let out a slight cry, almost  a  cross  between  a
moan  and  a  scream, and held my head in place over her clit.  I
licked furiously, ready to  make  her  cum.   And  cum  she  did,
massively.   Her  entire  body shook around me, and I was lost in
the taste and smell of her cunt as waves of  orgasm  rolled  over
her.   When  the  shaking  subsided,  she let go enough for me to
start licking my way up her body.  It was a mess, coated with  my
cum  and  her  pussy  juice  and  sweat.   Yet I lapped it all up
eagerly as I worked my way to her tits, sucking  lightly  on  the
firm  nipples, and finally ending up kissing her full on the lips
with a mouthful our mingled juices.  Sheryl's  tongue  worked  on
mine, tasting herself and me as we relaxed.

Part III: A Hard Act to Swallow


        Sheryl and I lay there for a moment, just kissing.   When
we broke, I rolled off her and stroked her face.  Shery smiled at
me.  "Thanks."

        "No problem," I grinned.  "If I knew weeks ago,  I  would
have been just as happy to do it for you then."

        Sheryl gave me a sexy sort of look.  "You should've.  But
I  didn't  know then, and when I found out what you were doing, I
wanted to see it and it took me a long time to get the tape."

        "How did you get it, anyway?"  I  was  curious,  since  I
didn't recall jerking off while Sheryl stood there with a camera.

        "I hid my dad's camcorder in  the  boxes  in  the  corner
before you got in and waited.  That was the only good tape I got,
though."

        "From now on, Sheryl, you can watch me jerk off  whenever
you want.  You can even help."

        "I want more than that.  I want good tapes,  and  I  want
you  to  tape me too.  I got so fucking horny watching that tape.
I mean, I thought it was sort of a turn on when I caught you with
cum  all  over  your  hand,  but  I knew you were jerking off and
thinking of me and that got me really hot.  What I want is to  be
able to watch you and watch myself whenever I want."

        The idea was exciting.  Sheryl wanted  to  make  her  own
porn,  and  she  wanted me involved.  This gave me a cock-raising
idea.

        "Sheryl?"

        "Hmmm?"

        "If you want some good tapes, how about if  we  tape  the
files I made?"

        "You mean hook the VCR to the computer?  That's no fun."

        "No, no, no.  I mean, we can act  out  the  pictures,  as
long  as  it doesn't bother you to much."  I was beginning to get
hard again -- this could REALLY be my fantasies cum to  life,  IF
she would go for it.

        "Well.."  Sheryl seemed hesitant, not sure if this was  a
good idea.

        "Think about it for a second," I said, bringing up a hand
to  her  pussy,   "Remember  how  much was all over my hands?"  I
began stroking her clit very lightly and she  nodded.   "Remember
how  horny  you  got?"   She nodded again, slower this time as my
probing fingers began to invade her cunt.  "Well, it  was  you  I
was  thinking about when I did it, and it did this..."  I used my
free hand to guide her to my re-stiffened cock.

        Sheryl grasped my prick in her hand and  started  kissing
me  again.   Her fist rubbed up and down my hardon, lubricated by
the cum that was still oozing from the tip.  She rubber her thumb
in  it  and  ran  it  over the head of my cock, teasing that most
sensitive part of my body with the edge of her nail.

        I rubbed her pussy a little harder.  Sheryl was still wet
from  the  tongue lashing I'd just given her, so I had no trouble
slipping a pair of fingers up inside her.  Sheryl just rubbed  my
cock  harder  and  lifted  her  leg up in the air, rolling on her
side.  She pulled my prick towards her snatch.  I moved  my  hand
out of the way, and Sheryl started running the head of my dick up
and down the folds of her twat.

        I pushed forward and  my  cock  slipped  into  her  cunt.
Sheryl  broke  our kiss just long enough to say, "Just don't  cum
in me.  I haven't been on the Pill since I graduated."  and  then
moved forward to meet my thrusting.

        Sheryl's pussy  was  marvelous.   She  clearly  wasn't  a
virgin,  and she clearly had done this often enough in college to
know what got a guy going.  Her twat  slid  over  my  cock,  with
Sheryl  pumping  her  hips in opposition to my motion.  We fucked
slowly, almost casually, with my cock moving in and out of her in
smooth, deep strokes.

        Sheryl began kissing me deeper, and I responded in  kind.
God,  her  body  was  large,  but this was great.  I sank my cock
deeper into her pussy, and we sort of rolled.  Finally, we  ended
up  in  a stable position, where I was on the sofa and Sheryl was
on top of my, rocking back and forth and sliding her cunt over my
dick.   This left her ample tits swinging close enough to my face
that I could get my mouth wrapped around one of her  nipples.   I
tongued  it  gently,  feeling  the little button between my lips.
The taste of our mingled sex was still  evident,  and  I  started
thrusting even harder into her.

        I felt myself getting too  close.   "Sheryl,"  I  gasped,
"I'm  gonna  cum."    I  pulled my cock out of her pussy.  Sheryl
slid down, rubbing my cock between her body and mine.   Then  she
was on her knees in front of me, grabbing my cock in her hand and
rubbing up and down, until my cock started to spurt cum.

        I'd used up a hell of a lot of cum just before, so  there
wasn't  a  huge amount of cream shooting from my cock.  But there
was enough to coat her hand  as  she  stroked  me.    She  gently
licked  my dick, cleaning me with her tongue. Finally, she rubbed
my depleted prick over her tits, rubbing whatever  cum  was  left
over her nipples.

        She looked up at me and smiled.  "If this is going to  be
regular, we'd better buy a lot of tapes."


Part IV: All Dressed Up and No Place to Blow


        Over the next week, Sheryl and I really didn't  get  much
chance  to  do anything in a sexual way.  At least, not with each
other.  Her dad was home working with me whenever I was there, so
we  really  weren't  alone,  nor  did  I  think  he'd  really  be
interested in  giving  me  my  paycheck  just  for  screwing  his
daughter.   I did videotape myself jacking off for her, including
several nice spurts of cum.  The best tape that I did involved me
sitting on the chair in my apartment.  You couldn't actually tell
it was me, of course, because I had the camcorder in  a  close-up
on  my  crotch,  and I was limited to not moving either myself or
the camera.  However, after much trial and error, I got some nice
jerkoff  footage  for Sheryl too look at. , Sheryl also made me a
tape of herself, so I had something  to  watch.    Her  tape  was
about the same as mine, and involed her moaning and fingering her
cunt until she came.   We were both getting very turned on by the
thought  of  taping  together,  so  both  of us wanted a taste of
things to cum.

        The best part of the week was,  as  usual,  the  weekend.
Sheryl  and  I  made  a date to hit the beach, which is one of my
all-time favorite places for just about everything, and which was
sure  to  include  some  sort of sex, because the both of us were
incredibly horny from a week of watching each other's  tapes.   I
had  my  car  packed  and ready the night before, with everything
from my guitar and my towels to a box of  condoms  and  sunscreen
(I've had sunburn in some uncomfortable places before, and I will
NEVER get it there again, thank you very  much.)   Now,  the  car
isn't  much...it's  a  big  ass  old  73  Chevy, and it gets shit
mileage, it has no AC, and the radio has been fucked for about  a
year.   One thing it IS good for is sex...there's tons of room in
the front seat, and more in the back, which is one of the reasons
I keep it lying around instead of replacing it.

        We got caught in traffic on the way to  the  beach...this
happens  all the time, because a lot of people go on the weekends
(I put up with the traffic because I love the place  and  I  know
I'll be there all day).  As we're sitting there, listening to the
one station I get anymore, Sheryl is horny as all shit,  and  not
bothering  to  hide it from me.  We tried to discuss how we could
tape each other.  The way I figured it,  the simplest ones to  do
would  be the ones that involved as little motion as possible, or
one of us taping the other.  I also liked the idea of taping  her
as she sucked me off, and mentioned it to her.

        Naturally, the two of us are getting hornier and hornier.
I  had this raging hardon, and I could  I could see Sheryl out of
the corner of my eye, just sliding a finger over  the  crotch  of
her  bathing  suit.   Her  legs  shifted wider as she slipped the
finger inside and pulled the suit out of the way.   I  turned  to
see her stroking her twat and my shorts got painfilly tight.

        "Jeez, Sheryl, it's not fair  to do that while I have  to
drive."

        "Oh?"  Sheryl began stroking her  cunt  more  vigorously.
The sweet smell of her pussy juice began to waft through the car.
"Is it ok if I do it this way?"  She lay down  on  the  seat  and
started to stroke my hardon through my shorts.  "Is this better?"
She pulled my shorts to one side and grabbed my rod.

        Sheryl's plump little hand stroked my cock  slowly.   Her
tongue  stuck  out  and  made  contact  with the head of my dick.
Shit, but her tongue felt wonderful as it slowly  ran  down  from
the  head  to my balls.  Sheryl gently kissed the tip and started
to take my cock into her mouth.

        Sheryl's mouth fit tightly around my dick as  we  crawled
down  the  road.   I had one eye on the car in front of me (which
wasn't really) moving, but I mostly watched Shery's head  bobbing
up  and  down  over my stiff cock.  Her cheeks were pressed tight
against the shaft as she slowly ran her entire mouth up and down.
As  she  was sucking me, she was still playing with her own twat.
Her fingers were sliding over her clit,  and  she  was  breathing
harder around my cock.

        I started to pump my hips up and down,  driving  my  cock
deeply  into  her  mouth.   Sheryl choked a little at first.  Not
that it bother her, just that she  wasn't  ready  for  it.    She
really started jamming her cunt, and I gripped the steering wheel
a little tighter.  Getting a blow job while  driving  has  always
been  one of my all-time favorite activities, and having Sheryl's
tongue working on my my prick certainly fit the bill nicely.

        I was brought back to reality by a  honk  and  a  scream.
There  was  a  van driving next to us, with some guy and his girl
enjoying the show.  They were clapping and cheering  and  waving.
The  girl  was  reasonably  attractive, albeit not too much.  She
grinned and pulled her  bathing suit away, flashing her  tits  at
me  and  licking her lips in an obviously sexual way.  Sheryl was
too busy caught up in my cock and her cunt to really notice,  but
I  was  going  between  wanting  to die and getting more and more
turned on.  Turning on won by a landslide, and I grabbed Sheryl's
head  and  held  it in place over my cock.  I thrust my pole into
her face and started to cum heavily.  Sheryl  glubbed  a  little,
but  swallowed my cum just the same.  The girl and guy in the van
started cheering and whistling and giving a blast on an air horn,
which  DID get Sheryl's attention .  She pulled off with a start,
leaving a line of cum and saliva between my dick and  her  mouth.
She turned beet red and said, "Oh my god I can't believe this..."
She went to wipe the cum from her mouth, but of course  her  hand
had  just  been  stroking her pussy, so that just was more sex on
her face.  She curled up into a little ball, embarrassed as hell,
with  my  cum and her pussy cream all over her face and hand, and
her cunt exposed.



SHERYL, Part 5

It's Not the Size of the Waves...It's the Motion of the Ocean



        Sheryl's total  embarrassment  at  having  been  observed
sucking  my  cock put a minor damper on things for the moment, so
we didn't really do anything else for the rest of the trip.   But
by  the  time  we  got  to  the  lot  and parked (near a familiar
-looking van...I was pretty sure it was  our  audience's,  but  I
couldn't  tell  for  sure), Sheryl had got over her embarrassment
enough be getting into the beach scene.  It was crowded,  with  a
fair  number  of  hot  babes  in  tiny  suits (and, to be fair to
Sheryl, a fair number of good-looking, at  least,  to  my  almost
exclusively  heterosexual eye, guys).  We parked ourselves a good
walk down the beach, far far  away  from  the  inevitable  stereo
wars, just about at the old closed area that's been taken over by
the nudists.  This also put us a goodly distance from most of the
crowds,  so there were just a few people around us.  Sheryl and I
spread out, and  spend  the  day  partying,  singing  (killed  my
fingers  on those strings...I hadn't played my guitar for 3 hours
straight since college), and generally having a good time.

        So, after a long while, it  started  getting  on  towards
dusk,  and  the  beach  around us had emptied out long hours ago.
Sheryl and I were just kind of sitting there on the sand.  I  had
my  arm  around her, and we were just watching the waves.   I was
the first to bring up the subject of being seen. "Did  it  really
bug you out that much that they saw you?"

        "Who?"

        "You know...in the van next to us."  I  leaned  over  and
started  to kiss her neck.  "I watch you all the time," I went on
between kisses.

        "Mmm...no  stop  that!   I   guess...it   was   just   so
embarrassing...but it was a little exciting."  Sheryl snuggled up
next to me, and my hand naturally fell onto her  breast.   I  was
idly  caressing  it  through her bathing suit, feeling her nipple
stiffen up in response to my ministrations.

        "You know something, " I said, "This  would  be  a  great
place  to tape.  Just imagine lying on the sand and having me rub
you all over with my tongue, letting it flick gently  over   your
entire  body..."   Sheryl was getting hornier by the second, so I
ran my tongue gently up her neck and paid more attention  to  her
breast.    "...and I would work slowly down your chest, over your
belly, down to..."

        I was interrupted by Sheryl leaning over and  kissing  me
full  on  the  mouth.  She moved a little closer to me, and I was
able to bring my other hand over to her  cunt.   I  massaged  her
through her bathing suit, and she shifted her ample thighs to let
me get at her sex.

        I slipped a hand inside her   bathing  suit,  letting  my
finger  tickle  her  fur for a moment before I slipped it down to
her pussy.  It was nicely moist, and she was sliding it  over  my
finger  at  the  same  time her tongue was wresting with mine.  I
stroked Sheryl's cunt  gently.   My  finger  twirled  around  her
little  stiff  bud, and Sheryl started sighing.  I started to rub
her snatch more rapidly.  Sheryl's legs spread wide on the  sand,
and she was breathing very heavily.

        I shifted around, laying her on her back.  I bent to  her
cunt, pulling the crotch of her bathing suit as far away from her
sweet snatch as I could  get,  and  stuck  my  tongue  into  her.
Sheryl  grabbed  my head and held it in place.  I started to fuck
her with my fingers, while moving my tongue directly on her clit.
Sheryl's pussy was sweet and salty, with the taste of the sea and
sun mingled with her tart juices.

        I began a steady rhythmic licking of Sheryl's cunt.   She
started  rocking  as  my  fingers drove into her slit.  I rotated
them inside her and flattened my tongue directly over her  little
clit.   Sheryl  drew  in  her  breath  as  her orgasm hit her.  I
refused to stop eating her, however.  I began sticking my  tongue
into  snatch  directly, pulling my fingers out of her and letting
them tickle the rim of her asshole.  I slowly began inserting  my
index  finger into her.  Sheryl gasped a little when I penetrated
her anus, but I could tell from the way she moved her  hips  that
she was enjoying my finger up her butt.

        While fingering her ass, I kept my tongue  moving  busily
over  her  snatch.   I  looked  up  at her; Sheryl had pulled her
bathing suit out of the way and was busy playing with  her  tits.
My  cock,  already stiff against the sand, was really starting to
get to the point of needing  release.   I  had  no  intention  of
blowing  my load just yet, so I concentrated on Sheryl's cunt and
asshole.  I brought my other  hand  into  play,  so  that  I  was
fingerfucking her ass and twat at the same time I was licking her
clit.

        With the juice  dripping  from  her  pussy  down  to  her
asshole,  I  was  able  to  get enough lubrication going to start
moving my finger faster.  I began to alternate my hand motion, so
that the fingers in her snatch were being pulled out as I plugged
up her ass, then  reversing  the  process,  pulling  out  of  her
asshole  while  plunging  deep  into her pussy, and all the while
licking furiously on her clit.

        Sheryl was breathing sharply, and  finally  she  couldn't
take  any more of my two-hole action.  Her legs straightened out,
and  her  entire  body  stiffened  up.   Her  pussy  and  asshole
tightened  around  my probing fingers, so much so that I couldn't
move them in or out.  She let out a small  scream,  and  kind  of
collapsed.  I gently kissed her cunt and withdrew my fingers from
her.

        My cock was straining for some kind of release, and I was
in  the mood for something a little out of the ordinary, at least
for me.  Okay, I admit that  it's  normally  done  only  in  porn
films, but I wanted to squirt my cum onto her tits and face.  And
since Sheryl was in no condition to argue (and probably  wouldn't
have,  even if she was!), I went with my inspiration.  I  grabbed
some of the sunscreen as the only available lubricant and  poured
globs of it between her tits.  Then I knelt on top of her, pulled
my cock out of my bathing suit and stuck it between her  breasts.
Sheryl  held  her tits together for me, albeit weakly, so I could
slide my prick between them.

        Sheryl's  tits  were  large  and  floppy,  so  they  mold
beautifully  around  my  thrusting  cock.   As she recovered more
energy, she began pressing the together more firmly  and  started
to  play  with her nipple.  She tried licking the head of my dick
when it came into reach of her mouth, but the taste  of  the  sun
block  stopped  her  from that.  Sheryl looked me directly in the
eye and said, in her sexiest voice, "Come on, do  it.   Shoot  it
for me!  Cum on my tits!"  Now, Sheryl doesn't normally talk that
way, and with being out in the open  (albeit  at  night)  and  my
arousal at having made her cum, and having her actually ask me to
cum on her, well, that was too much for my cock to take.

        I pulled on my prick, jerking it from  between  her  tits
and stroking violently.  A thick stream of cum squirted out.  The
first one caught her on the chin, and the second  shot  deposited
more  onto  her  tits  and face.  It was a marvelous release, and
Sheryl seemed to enjoy my hot cream on her body.

        We were both sexed out, and it was  definitely  night  by
this  point.  If we hung out much longer the Beach Nazis would be
coming around in their 4-by-4's to make  sure  there  was  nobody
left  on  the beach.  So we gathered ourselves and headed back to
the car.

        "You know," I said as we got there, "It would  have  been
great to have the camcorder for that."

        "Oh, come on," she giggled, "We were  too  busy  to  hold
it."

        "We'd a figured out something.  If not, we'll  just  have
to try it again."

        So as we're loading the car, I noticed a card stuck under
the windshield.  I pulled it out and looked at it.  It read "Deus
Ex Machina Video Club," with a phone number and PO Box.   On  the
back was written, "Jeff and Heidi, your friends in the van."


SHERYL, Part 6

The Camera Eye


        Sheryl and I discussed the card  on  the  way  home,  and
again  over the next couple of weeks.  She was more than a little
nervous about having somebody else there while we were doing much
of  anything,  and I was more than a little turned on by the same
thought.  It surprised me, in fact, how much so,   to  the  point
that I would try and get her to be a little more "public" than we
normally were.  While I couldn't get her to repeat the  blow  job
in  heavy  traffic,  I did get her to do it in sparser areas.  At
one concert, I even talked her into a little hand action (I  made
my  point  by  pulling  up  her skirt and fingering her until she
came...nobody really noticed,  and  few  people  cared  when  she
jerked  me  off.  Of course, we were under a blanket at the time,
so I'm not sure they could have seen anything anyway).

        We tried a few mutual taping sessions, but  the  dynamics
just  weren't  there.   When  the  camera was on a tripod, we had
really static action...we couldn't roll  around  much,  which  we
both  liked to do.   We could tape each other masturbating, which
we did frequently, and I could tape her sucking me off, but  that
was  about it.  And we were both really hot to tape ourselves, so
we could watch what was going on afterwards.

        Finally, we were both convinced that we should  at  least
call up and talk to these folks.  Both of us were nervous, but we
were definitely ready to see what they  had  to  offer.   So  one
evening,  while  we were over at my place, we picked up the phone
and dialed.  A woman answered the phone.   "Hello?"   She  had  a
low, whiskey-and-cigarette voice.

        "Hi.  May I speak to either Jeff or Heidi please?"  I was
sweating like crazy.  I've always hated blind calls, which is why
I never made it in sales.

        "This is Heidi."

        "My name's...ummm...Standby."  No use giving them my real
name,  at  least  not  right  now.   Besides,  it  was  my common
nickname.  "I got one of your cards left under my  windshield  at
the  beach  a  few  weeks  back  after  we gave you a show..."  I
stopped short as Sheryl elbowed me in the ribs.

        The voice on the other end brightened audibly.  "Oh cool,
we  DID  get the right car then.  I was pretty sure it was yours,
but Jeff didn't know."

        "It was mine, alright.  Listen, I was wondering if  maybe
we  could  get together over coffee someplace and see if we could
kind of talk face to face about this."

        "Sure...let me see when's a good time."   She  must  have
yelled out at the other end, "Jeff!  Pick up the phone!"  Muffled
shouts at the other end in reply,  then  "It's  the  guy  we  saw
getting  the  blow job on the way to the beach!  He wants to meet
us over coffee."  More muffled  shouts.    "I  don't  know...I'll
check."    Her  voice  came  back  to me.  "Jeff wants to know if
you'd want to meet us Friday night at  Sea  Dog's  Dock  down  in
Huntington?"

        Sea Dog's Dock was a club I'd been at a  few  times  over
the  years.  I don't normally go to clubs because the crowds bore
me, and the music generally sucks cow piss,  and  they  primarily
beer  that  TASTES like cow piss, but it was okay with Sheryl, so
we agreed to meet by the door at 9:30.  That would be before  the
crowds really started to show up, so we couldn't miss each other.

        Friday night came, and we pulled into the parking lot  at
Sea  Dog's  Dock at around quarter past nine.  I parked in a back
corner, where we could check out the entrance.  "Are you sure you
want to go through with this?"

        Sheryl nodded, hesitantly.  Both of us were dressed  down
for  the  occasion.   I  was  wearing standard jeans and a cotton
shirt, and Sheryl had on a skirt and blouse, both in basic black.
"It's scary.  But it's exciting, too."

        And it surely was.  My cock was already straining  in  my
pants, and Sheryl was lightly rubbing it as she spoke.  I kind of
closed my eyes and leaned back as she  continued  to  massage  my
bulging crotch.  I was almost ready to cream in my jeans when she
stopped.  "They're here."

        I opened my eyes.  There they were, our audience from the
van.   They  were clearly dressed more for clubbing than we were.
He was in truly hideous pants and some sort  of  shirt,  very  au
courant.  She was cock-raisingly hot, however.  She had on a very
short skirt and a top which  was  practically  nonexistent.   Her
hair was tossed casually around her shoulders.

        "Last chance to back out." I said, opening the car door.

        "Nah...let's get it over with."  Her voice  was  ok,  but
she  was  definitely  stressed.  She was silent across the lot to
the door, where we met them.  We made our greetings and went in.

        Sea Dog's was just about a scummy as I remembered it, but
the  drinks  were  cheap  because  it was early in the night.  We
scoped out a secluded booth in a back corner  and  sat  down.   I
decided  to cut through most of the bullshit right away and asked
them about their card.

        "It's pretty simple," explained Heidi, "A bunch of people
make  tapes  of  themselves  fucking and sucking, and we exchange
tapes on a regular basis in the circle."  Jeff smiled and  nodded
at her words.

        "What circle?"

        "Oh, that's what the club's about.   There  are  about  a
dozen  couples  in  the club, and each week you mail the tape you
have onto the next person, and the person before you mails  their
tape  to  you."   Jeff  smiled again, a little blanker this time.
"'Course, it helps if you like to fuck for  the  camera  and  the
camera  operator.   But  the  way you two were going at it on the
road, that won't be too much of a problem."

        Sheryl cringed a little, so  I  spoke  up  quickly,  "You
don't mind having people in the room then?"

        For the first time, Jeff spoke.  "We like it  that  way."
He sounded strained, and suddenly he stiffened up, then relaxed.

        "It's hotter when people can see us, "  Heidi  continued.
To  underscore  the  point,  she  lifted  up her hand to show cum
dripping from it.  Goddamn, but she  had  been  jerking  him  off
under  the table!  She lifted the hand to her mouth and licked it
clean.  Sheryl watched intently, and  I  could  see  the  warning
signs  of  horniness  in her face.  Naturally, I started stroking
her knee and moving my hand up her  inner  thigh.   "Haven't  you
ever  really  wanted  to  just fuck whenever you wanted and screw
what everyone else thinks," Heidi continued  as  she  licked  the
sperm  from  her fingers, "and just go for it?"  My hand was just
about up to Sheryl's crotch by this point.  She shifted a little,
and  I could feel a familiar wetness in her underwear.  I slipped
a hand in and started massaging her cunt directly.

        Heidi clearly knew what I was doing to Sheryl,  and  kept
up  with  her  pep talk.  "Fact is, there's nothing much better'n
having someone play with your cunt when  you  might  get  caught.
It's  that  extra  edge  of  excitement,  you know?  Just to feel
things moving along?"  Sheryl's horniness was definitely  getting
the  better  of her...she was starting to respond to the talk and
my fingering, and her hand was drifting towards my crotch.

        Heidi went on, in an rhythmic,  almost  hypnotic,  voice,
"You  like  having  him  play  with  your  pussy?  I can tell you
do...his fingers are rubbing your cunt  lips,  aren't  they?   Go
ahead,  Sheryl,  spread  your  legs wider.  Let him get into you.
Let him at your little hot cunt."  And I started obeying  Heidi's
suggestions, doing to Sheryl whatever she suggested.

        Sheryl's eyes were closed, so she couldn't see Jeff  pull
out an 8mm palmcorder and stand over us.  I don't think she would
have cared.  She was too much into the sex by this point.   Heidi
pulled  the  table  over  towards  her  for  a little more camera
space...nobody else could have really seen much unless they  came
by  directly  to  look.   Sheryl's  skirt was hiked up around her
waist, and her panties were thoroughly soaked.   Heidi   went  on
directing  me,  and  I  was happy to follow along.  "Ooohh...your
pussy is all wet, isn't it?  I  bet  it's  all  uncomfortable  in
those  wet  things.  I bet if you ask nicely, he'll take them off
and lick your pussy for you?  You want that?  You want him to  go
down  and  eat your pussy?"  Sheryl nodded.  "You have to say so.
You have to ask him, or all he'll do is  play  with  your  little
clitty."

        "Please..."  she cut off and  gasped  as  I  stroked  her
clit.  "Please, eat me.  Lick me."  She bit her lower lip.

        "There, that's all better now, wasn't it?  Sheryl's being
very  good  and polite, so she's going to get her cunt eaten."  I
slid to the floor in front of Sheryl and pulled her panties down.
She  spread  her legs fairly wide and grabbed my head, forcing it
into her snatch.

        I still can't recall a better pussy-eating  session  than
that one.   Heidi was talking the two of us through fairly public
sex, and Jeff was following it all with the camera.   Sheryl  had
just  about  hit  her  "shameless slut" mode, which she only hits
when she's extremely hot.  Heidi  was  really  getting  into  the
director's  role, as well, and it was obvious she'd talked people
through sex before.

        "That's right...let him into your twat.  You  like  that?
You  like  having  his  mouth  on  your clit?  I bet you want his
fingers in your cunt.  I  bet  you'd  like  him  to  finger  your
asshole, too.  Would you like that, Sheryl?"

        Sheryl reacted with a positive sort of  "Mmmm..."   so  I
slid  one  finger  up into her snatch.  Another slowly penetrated
her ass.  The tiny, puckered hole pulsed around my finger.

        "Do you want his fingers up your cunt and  asshole?   Can
you feel that?  Does that feel good?   Ask him to make it better.
Ask him to make you cum."

        "Please..."  Sheryl could barely speak.

        "Please what?"

        "Please, eat me.  I want to cum."

        "He's not going to eat your pretty little  cunt  anymore,
Sheryl.   He's going to fuck you, right here and now.  But he has
to get ready, so I want you to play with your pussy."

        Sheryl's hands drifted down to  her  snatch.   She  began
stroking  her  clit  directly with one, and slid 2 fingers on the
other inside herself.  She began fingerfucking  herself  rapidly,
close  to  cumming.  Her mouth was half- open, and she was making
little gasping sounds as her finger roamed over her  little  love
bud.     A  faint  sheen  of  sweat covered her face.  She looked
incredibly sexy, as well as sexed.  At that point, the camera was
forgotten,  Heidi  was forgotten, the fact that we were in a very
public area was forgotten.  I was too turned on  to  worry  about
anything but sinking my cock deep into Sheryl's snatch.

        Somehow, Sheryl slid to the floor and turned  around.   I
managed to kneel behind her and replace her pounding fingers were
replaced with my cock, and there we were, fucking like  crazy  on
the floor.  Her fingers were working double-time on her clit, and
my rod slid in and out of her snatch like  nothing  ever  before.
The folds of her cunt pulled and tugged on my cock as I pushed it
into her.  Her nails scratch along the shaft each time  I  thrust
forward.   Neither of us cared.  I was lost in her pussy, and she
was lost in her clit.

        Sheryl's  clit-rubbing  became  more  intense,  and   her
breathing  stopped.   I  pushed  my  cock  into her cunt, and her
orgasm hit her.  The walls of her pussy  gripped  my  dick  in  a
pulsating warmth as her vaginal muscles convulsed.

        When the shaking had subsided, I started pushing into her
again.  No longer intent only on her own orgasm, Sheryl fucked me
back, rocking much as possible in the narrow space.  Her fat  ass
wobbled  with  each  thrust.   I kneaded her cheeks, pulling them
apart, rubbing my thumb over her tiny, puckered asshole.

        I was getting pretty close to cumming myself.  I  started
fucking her faster., ramming my cock as far into Sheryl's cunt as
I could.  I could feel the sperm boiling up in  the  base  of  my
balls.

        "Cum ON her, not IN her"  The voice was Heidi's,  cutting
partially through my impending orgasm.  I couldn't focus on it. I
was getting ready to shoot, and I didn't  care  where.   Roughly,
she  pulled  me  out  of Sheryl's tight twat and aimed my cock at
that orifice it had been so recently fucking.  A  hand,  Heidi's,
stroked my dick lightly but insistently.

        The pressure of those talented fingers was too  much  for
my  severely  horny  dick to take.  A thick spurt of cum shot out
and landed on Sheryl's asshole.  Another pull of the hand brought
another  shot,  this  time  landing  more or less directly on her
glistening pussy lips.  My cum  dripped  down  Sheryl's  legs  as
Heidi finished pulling the sperm from my depleted dick.  Finally,
she rested my softening tool in Sheryl's cum-coated ass crack and
I collapsed onto Sheryl's back.

        The rest of the night was mellow.  Nobody  at  Sea  Dog's
had  noticed  us (or, if they did, they didn't care enough to say
anything), so we danced, drank and learned a  little  more  about
each other.  As we were heading out after last call, Jeff flipped
me a VHS tape with a post-it attached.  "Mail this to the address
on the tape next week," he said.  "Welcome to the club!"

SHERYL, Part 7 -- Voyeur to the Bottom of the Sea




        We could hardly wait to see what  was  on  the  videotape
that  Jeff  had handed us as we left the club that night.  But we
were both dog-tired from hours of partying  (to  say  nothing  of
fucking),  and it was late.  So we put it off for a week.  Sheryl
popped by, ready for a nice spell of watching  some  hot  fucking
and sucking.

        We each grabbed a drink  and  popped  in  the  tape.   It
opened  with a shot of the beach, looking out over the ocean, and
the words

                            ANNE AND CARL
                              PRESENT
                         THE GROWN-UP MERMAID

floating in space, obviously put there by the camcorder's mechan-
ism.   Some  Disney  song from "The Little Mermaid" played in the
background.  The camera panned over to one side, where a guy  was
lying  at the water's edge, half in and half out.  He was wearing
some bogus pseudo-medieval costume, some kind of tunic.  The cam-
era  angle made it quite clear that there was no codpiece or hose
as part of the outfit, although there was a sword in  a  scabbard
and  a pair of boots. The outfit was made even more bogus consid-
ering the crew cut he was sporting, and the tattoo  on  one  arm.
The guy, on the whole, looked like he'd just washed up on shore.

        Out of the waves swam a woman.    She was set up like the
Little  Mermaid,  Disney-style,  complete  with  red hair, shell-
shaped bikini top , and a fish tale covering her from  the  waist
down.  As she flopped up onto the shore, dragging her tail behind
her, the camera went in for a close-up of  her  body.    She  was
slim, with smallish tits, and a fairly pretty face.  Her heir was
long and straight, and a little redder than  Sheryl's.   Freckles
were scattered along her face, chest and arms.

        "Oh!  A human, drowned and washed upon the shore!  What a
shame!"  Her  voice was high, almost childlike.  "What was it Se-
bastian used to say?  That humans needed air in them!  Yes, so if
I  can blow air into him, he'll live!"  She dragged herself up to
him, in the process dislodging her bikini top a  little  so  that
one nipple stuck out.

        "Now, where does the air go in?  The human divers  always
have  a  hose  to  breathe  through,  but  he has none!  Oh wait,
there's a hose.  Perhaps I can blow on that to make him alive!"

        She moved his tunic out of the way and looked down at his
cock,  lying  there  flaccidly.   She  reached out and touched it
gingerly with her hand and stroked it lightly.   Her  mouth  des-
cended  towards  it.   Her tongue stuck out from between her lips
and made contact with the head.  His dick  jerked  and  began  to
stiffen  rapidly.   She licked a little harder, and inch by inch,
his cock rose up, until her hands were holding  a  rigid,  fairly
large  dick  in her hands.  Her mouth opened up, and she took the
tip of it inside.  She sucked on it lightly, the  faint  slurping
sound  of  her tongue periodically drowned out by the roar of the
waves.

        She let the head of his cock fall out of  her  mouth  and
licked from the tip down to his balls.  Her tongue ran down right
around his anus, flicking around  the  edge.   Her  hand  stroked
slowly  up  and  down  his  stiff prick while her tongue was busy
working on his balls and asshole.  She  stroked  gently,  letting
the thin fluid leaking from his cock get all over her hands.  She
nibbled lightly on his balls, and then ran her tongue back up the
base of his cock to the head.

        She cirled her tongue around the tip of his cock,  in  an
ever-widening  pattern  that  eventually  left her with her mouth
wide open above it.  With a hand caressing his  balls,  she  took
his cock into her mouth.  Sheryl and I watched as inch after inch
dissappeared inside her, until she had swallowed his entire rigid
pole.  Just as slowly, she lifted her head up, until just the tip
of his dick was in her mouth.  Then down, again going all the way
until she had his whole shaft deep in her throat.

        Working her jaws, she pulled off of his cock,  leaving  a
thick  strand of saliva between her mouth and his cock.  She went
back to licking his dick rapidly, right around the  base  of  the
head and running up and down the shaft to the balls.

        I don't know what kind of control the guy in the sand had
to  not have moved a muscle during the performance so far.  I was
practically cumming just watching the  blowjob  he  was  getting.
Sheryl  was already rubbing her cunt through her shorts.  But the
guy in the medieval outfit just lay there, motionless. Had it not
been for the rising of his cock and breathing, you'd have thought
that he was dead.

        On screen, the mermaid had released her  hands  and  just
held the cock in her mouth.  The camera pulled back a little from
its close-up, showing her removing her bikini top.  Her tits were
as small as they'd seemed, giving her an almost little-girl qual-
ity.  Her nipples were also small,  but  well  formed,  and  were
sticking  out  nicely.  She  letting her mouth pull away from his
rod and moved upwards.  Her tits were nowhere near big enough  to
fuck, but she ran her nipples alternately up and down his pole.

        Finally, she grasped his balls and rod and  really  began
to  go  at  his  cock with her mouth.  She bobbed her head up and
down over him, getting just about half his length into her  face,
while one hand fondled his balls and asshole.

        His wall of self control was broken.  His hand lifted  to
caress  her  hair  as she sucked on his prick.   He began pumping
his hips up and down in opposition to her mouth, driving his  rod
into  her face.  She worked her jaws over his cock, and suddenly,
he grunted loudly and held her head in place over his rod. Clear-
ly, he was cumming in her mouth and  I could see her mouth moving
as she used her tongue and palate on him.  She slowly pulled  her
mouth  off of his cock, now shiny with cum.  She pursed her lips,
and his sperm oozed from her lips down  her  chin.   Lifting  her
fingers  to  her  mouth, she stuck her tongue between two fingers
and ran her hand down her chin to her tits, smearing his  cum  on
her body.  The camera followed as her sperm-soaked hand roamed on
her nipple.

        The camera cut to his face.  "You haved saved the life of
the  Crown  Prince! For this, you shall henceforth never leave my
side!"

        Back to her.  "Alas, I must.  For you  see..."   She  cut
off  and  started.  "It's true!  The legend is true!"  The camera
panned back.  Sometime in the past few moments, the fish tail had
been   removed,   leaving  her  totally  nude.   And  I  do  mean
totally...there wasn't a hair to be found on her body other  than
her  head. Her cunt was very cleanly shaved and very visibly wet.
Her legs were slim, and there was only the  slightest  amount  of
padding on her ass.  "The Book of Atlantis says that if a mermaid
should taste the ocean of Man, she would become one of them ."

        "Then you can stay with me!"

        She shook her head.  "No, for the legend  says  that  the
Man must taste the ocean of the Mermaid, and that the oceans must
mix for the charm to stay.  And I do not know what that means."

        He smiled.  "There is no problem with that.  I can  help,
here and now, and you will stay with me forever!"  He leaned for-
ward and kissed her gently, dropping his hand to her  twat.   Her
eyes  widened  as  his fingers made contact with her sex, and she
smiled and spread her legs.  Two fingers penetrated her  hairless
cunt  effortlessly.   She  leaned back on the sand as he fingered
her snatch and bent down to suck and lick her  small  tits.   The
camera  pulled in for a close shot of his tongue working over one
erect nipple.  His tongue moved around the little bud,  and  then
began  a slow trip down the underside of her tit.  He licked down
her torso, over her  naval, and down to her waist.  Even  slower,
he  licked down until her was just where her bush had been shaven
away.

        And then there was just his tongue and his fingers  work-
ing  at  her  bare pussy.J  She had a very pretty cunt.  The lips
were not at all prominent, and were nicely shaped, even with  the
probing  fingers forcing them apart.  She moaned loudly (and very
fakely, I thought).   I looked over at Sheryl.  She had her  hand
inside  her  shorts  and  was  enthusiastically fingering her own
snatch as she watched the on-screen tongue lashing.

        I pulled Sheryl closer to  me  and  started  kissing  her
neck.   Watching  sex  on  the screen was great, but it's nothing
like the real thing.  Sheryl obviously agreed, because the two of
use  were  naked and playing with each other in no time flat. Her
hand stroked up and down my rod, squeezing and pulling and stimu-
lating every nerve ending.  I was rubbing her clit between my in-
dex and middle fingers and bending down to suck and lick Sheryl's
magnificent mammaries.

        Sheryl's nipples and breasts were warm under  my  tongue.
I  worked on them gently, letting my mouth caress the stiff buds,
nursing off them.  One hand snuck  down  to  her  snatch.   While
sucking  and  licking  her nipples, I slid a finger over her clit
and pushed it into her cunt.  Sheryl began breathing deeper,  and
I started working on her twat faster and faster.  Both of us were
really close to the edge from  watching  the  video,  and  I  was
determined to make her cum first.  I paid closer attention to her
clit and she splayed her  legs  and  started  pumping  her  hips.
"Shit,  right  there...no,  faster...mmm....yesssss..."  and  her
voice trailed off. She stiffened up as her orgasm hit  her.   Her
snatch pulsed around my finger.

        I kept my hands working at her quivering twat as I licked
my  way  down  her  stomach to her crotch.  I heard moaning as my
tongue  touched  Sheryl's  snatch,  whether   Sheryl's   or   the
mermaid's,  I  couldn't  tell.  I didn't care...Sheryl's cunt was
too tasty for me to worry about the mermaid  anymore.   I  kissed
her  lclit  gently  and  ran my tongue slowly down her slit.  The
sweet smell of Sheryl's sex wafted around me.   Her  tangy  juice
gather  on  my  tongue  and  face  and hands.  I used one hand to
finger her cunt.  I took a  cunt-juice-coated  index  finger  and
pushed it slowly up into her asshole.

        "Fuck!   Fuck!   Fuck!"   Definitely  Sheryl  this  time,
reacting  to  my  fingers  up her ass and cunt.  I obliged her by
fingering her holes more vigorously.  I stopped licking  and  sat
back  a  little, just so I could watch as my fingers moved in and
out of her.  I'd never really just looked at Sheryl's  pussy  be-
fore, not like this, not when it was in use.  Her lips were shiny
with her juice, and as my fingers slid in and out  of  her,  they
almost  quivered.   Her  asshole  was  brown  and puckered, tight
around my probing finger.  A few sparse pubic hairs made it  from
her bush down the sides of her cunt.

        I looked up at Sheryl.  She was staring at the TV with  a
glazed  look in her eye as my hands plugged into her, just chant-
ing "Oh fuck!  Oh fuck it!" over and over again.  I glanced  back
over  my shoulder to see what was going on.  On screen, his enor-
mous rod slid in and out of her naked cunt.  Her pussy was  split
wide by his thrusting tool driving into her.  He sped up, finally
pulling his cock out and jerking it furiously,  holding  the  tip
right  up  against  her pussy.  His cum pulsed out onto her cunt.
He squeezed it out, until his cock was drained.   He  fell  back,
and  the  camera  went  for  a close-up of her snatch, slick with
their comingled juices.  Her hand entered the picture and  rubbed
the  cum over her pussy lips and into her cunt as the image faded
to the words "...and they fucked happily ever after."

        Sheryl pushed my head back down and mumbled "Eat."

        I knew exactly what she wanted, but some little devil  in
me asked, "What?" without thinking.

        "Eat me..."

        "What do you want?  Come on, tell me."

        This brought forth another suprise.  She grabbed my  hair
and  held  my  face  into her pussy and shouted at the top of her
lungs, "EAT MY FUCKING CUNT, YOU SON OF A BITCH!"  I  was  rather
taken aback...this was the first time Sheryl, or any other woman,
for that matter, had ever given me such a command.   But  despite
my innate despisal of orders, I happily obeyed.  I was having too
much fun to care about the neighbors hearing, and Sheryl was deep
in  Shameless  Slut  mode.  I licked her clit and concentrated on
the finger sliding in and out of her ass.  The hole was tight and
warm.   Sheryl  started  breathing deeper, and moaning softly.  I
pursed my lips directly on her clit and sped up the fingers  that
were  in  her  asshole  and  cunt.   Sheryl went wild and started
screaming.   "Oh shit yes yes yes lick it oh god oh fuck lick  it
lick  it  lick  it  fuck oh shit my ass my asshole deeper oh FUCK
FUCK FUCK!"   I slid my tongue down to her asshole  and  ran  the
tip  around the rim, jamming it in where her puckered anus met my
finger.  Sheryl gasped a little...I don't think anyone  had  ever
licked  her  asshole before.  Wriggling the finger in her butt, I
continued to lick all around the tight brown hole, lapping up the
pussy  juice  that had dripped down from her twat, and began did-
dling her clit with my other hand.

        That was the final straw.  I don't think either of us ex-
pected  her  orgasm to be as intense as it was.  This was perhaps
the stuff of legends.  With a loud "OH SHIT!"   she  clamped  her
asshole  around  my  finger and jammed her entire crotch forward.
Her legs stiffened up next to me.  Her entire  body  shook,  jig-
gling her plump stomach.

        And when it was over, and she had relaxed, sweaty and ex-
hausted  onto  the sofa, I pulled my finger out of her and kissed
her asshole gently.  Sheryl relaxed her grip on my head and I sat
up and looked at her.  "More?"

        "Don't even think it,"  she  whispered.   "That  was  too
much."

        I sat down next to her and guided her hand  to  my  cock.
"You  don't  get a break yet," I said, putting my arms around her
and kissing her.  She kissed me back, weakly, and gently  stroked
my rigid pole.  The bare minimum of friction kept me from cumming
right then and there, but was enough to feel sensational.


        Sheryl got down on her knees in front of me  and  grabbed
my cock.  She started rubbing it up and down roughly.  She looked
up at me and licked her lips.  "I want to see you cum.  You  have
to tell me so I can watch."

        I nodded silently.

        Sheryl pouted and stopped moving her  hand.   "You  don't
sound too excited.  Maybe I won't do it after all."

        "God damn it, YES!  I'll tell you when I'm going to  cum.
Just don't stop!"

        "Ask me nicely."

        I whimpered.  "Please.  Pretty please, with whipped cream
and  chocolate  sauce,  please play with my cock..."  I closed my
eyes and sighed in relief as Sheryl's tongue made contact with my
dick.   She just the tip down from the hole to my balls, flicking
gently along the ridges, driving me crazy.  She kissed  my  balls
and  started  licking  the  undersides, all the time stroking the
shaft and head with her hand.

        I felt the tip of her tongue circling around my  asshole,
and then a sharp, unfamiliar sensation as Sheryl began to force a
finger into me.  It  wasn't  an  unpleasant  sensation,  although
whatever she was using to lubricate (probably saliva and/or pussy
juice) wasn't quite good enough.  Still, she  got  most,  if  not
all,  of  her  finger up, and after wiggling and moving for a few
minutes, she was able to finger my asshole easily.

        The whole thing was a massive turn-on,  and  when  Sheryl
licked her way back up and took the head of my cock into her hot,
wet mouth, I was going crazy. I tried to thrust my cock into  her
face, but her finger up my ass was restricting my movement.  So I
could only sit in growing ecstasy while Sheryl sucked me off  and
fingered my asshole.

        I ran my fingers through her hair and moaned her name.  I
looked down at her, seeing her eyes closed as my cock slid in and
out of her mouth.  Her tongue worked around the head of my prick.
She  sucked  gently  on the tip of my rod and ran her tongue in a
spiral out from the hole to the base of the head.   She  released
my  cock  and  licked  her  way  slowly down the shaft.  Her moth
trailed over my balls, and then down to my ass.  As  I  had  done
for her, she licked my anus right around her finger.  The feeling
was incredible, and I could see why she had cum so much.  I  felt
a  familiar  and pleasant tension beginning to work its way up in
my balls.

        Shery lreturned to my cock, this time stroking  my  balls
and  licking  directly on the head.  In between licks. she looked
up at me.  "So <slurp>, are you <slurp> gonna cum <slurp> on  me?
<slurp>  Give it <slurp> to me!"

        "Oh, fuck, Sheryl, I..."  and I couldn't speak any more.

        Sheryl pulled her mouth off of my  cock  and  grabbed  it
with  one chubby hand.  She wrapped her fingers tighly around the
shaft and stroked up and down.  She looked up at  me  and  licked
her lips and said, "Come on, cum for me." She stroked my rod fas-
ter, every so often bending down to lick the very tip.   Her  en-
tire  body,  and  especially her tits, were jiggling from her arm
and wrist action. Persperation beaded on her forehead  and  chest
as  Sheryl  jerked  me off.   The finger in my asshole plugged in
and out of me.

        I finally lost it.  "Sheeerylll..."  My voice  trail  off
as  the  two  focii of pleasure became one giant knot of ecstasy,
which started in the small of my back and worked  forward  to  my
cock.   Every  muscle in my body tensed in orgasm.  A thick spurt
of cum shot out of my cock, hitting me in the belly.  Sheryl con-
tinued to rub, and  another gob oozed out of my dick, coating her
hands.  She pulled gently on my cock, drawing forth all the sperm
she  could.   Finally,  she  leaned  gently forward and kissed my
semen-coated cock.  She moved up to the  couch  next  to  me  and
kissed me, snuggling into my arms.  We fell asleep that way, with
her hand still wrapped around my rod.

CUMMING SOON:  Sheryl 8:  Two's Company, Three's A Crowd, But Four
                          Is Perfect.

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