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Subject: {ASSM} Young Again {Ted E. Bear} Chapter 3 - The Beginning of Her
New Life MF, m+F, nc, oral


>                           Young Again
>                            By Ted E. Bear
>
> ******************************************************
> WARNING:
> This story is fiction, and should be treated as such.
> The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS
> ONLY,
> and contains descriptions of explicit sex.  If you are
> not an
> adult, or reading sex stories upset you, DO NOT read
> any further.
> If it is illegal in your location, DO NOT read it.
>
> This is a copyrighted work.    Copyright 2001 by Ted
> E. Bear
> Reposting or any other use of it is strictly
> prohibited without the
> express, written permission of the copyright holder,
> except that it
> may be posted as part of a  review or posted to a
> free-access,
> noncommercial archive sites.
>
> DISCLAIMER:
> All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to
> anyone either
> alive or dead is purely coincidental.
>
> Please!        Give me your comments!
>
> Email to "Ted E. Bear" tedebear690@yahoo.com
> ******************************************************
>
>                       Chapter 2 ended with:
>
> Dawn came all too early, for the now hooked on sex
> woman. Her having gone from orgasm to
> the next, all night long, kept her from realizing just
> how long she had been fucking him, with all
> three of her orifices.  When he finally got off of
> her, her muscles did let her know just how well
> fucked she actually was.  She was sore all over,
> inside and out, but she felt a real good sort of
> tired as well.  As he left, she fell asleep, and when
> she would awaken, she'd feel as if she hadn't
> even done it, although she would remember it well, in
> vivid detail, especially her orgasms.
>
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>
> Chapter 3 - The Beginning of Her New Life
>
>
> Jennifer awoke with a start.  Someone was continuously
> ringing her doorbell.  She was groggy,
> having just awoken from the sleep of the dead.  She
> pulled herself out of bed and automatically
> slipped her high heels on and a sheer robe.  Although
> it wouldn't hide a thing, at least she had
> something on.
>
> She looked through the peep hole and groaned, it was
> that cranky old man from next door.  What
> did he want from her now, in the middle of the day,
> after she had been up all night fucking?
>
> Putting a sweet smile on her face, she opened the door
> and asked, "How can I help you today,
> Mr. Watson?"
>
> The man stood there, his mouth hanging open as if he
> were trying to catch flies.  His eyes
> burning into her flesh as they very noticeably moved
> between her breasts and her hairless crotch.
>
> "Uh Mr. Watson, what were you ringing my door bell
> for?" she asked again, as she
> unconsciously spread her legs even wider apart to give
> him a better view.
>
> She mentally blushed, as she was no longer allowed to
> show such an emotion outwardly.  She
> was completely embarrassed, standing in the wide open
> door, in nothing but a sheer robe, which
> her neighbor could obviously see right through, a pair
> of 5" heels and to help him get a more
> obscene view of her crotch, she had just spread her
> legs wider apart for him.  No wonder the man
> couldn't talk.  She just hoped that he didn't have a
> heart attack while standing there ogling her
> body.
>
> "Mr. Watson!" she exclaimed louder, hoping to break
> his reverie.
>
> "Oh yes.  Remember I warned you about screwing around.
>  I said that if I caught you whoring
> around here in the neighborhood, that I'd give you a
> choice of screwing me, or having me call the
> police on you.  So which is it going to be?"  He
> asked, with a very nasty tone in his voice.
>
> "Uh Mr. Watson, you woke me up from a sound sleep to
> make your false accusations?" she
> asked, still with a sweet voice and still with a sweet
> smile on her face, although she was dying
> inside from embarrassment.
>
> "I saw that man who came here about 7:00 last night,
> and caught him sneaking out this morning
> at 6:00.  I would have come over earlier, but I
> figured you needed the rest, so I waited until now.
> So which is going to be girly, the cops or a toss in
> the sack with me?" he demanded.
>
> She tried to say that it was just her boy friend, but
> the words wouldn't come out, instead she
> ended up saying, "Why don't you come in so that we can
> discuss this civilly?"
>
> Mr. Watson brushed past her, his arm pressing against
> her huge tits as he did.
>
> Putting her sweetest of smiles on her face she said,
> "Mr. Watson, you don't need to threaten me
> with the police to get me into bed, but please, the
> next time, let me get my sleep in."
>
> Her words shocked both of them. Mr. Watson because he
> didn't expect his voluptuous neighbor
> to give in so easily, and Jennifer because she quickly
> realized how easy it would be for anyone to
> get her to bed from now on.
>
> She took his hand and led him back to her bedroom,
> apologizing for the mess, and her bed was a
> mess.  The bedding was soaked from both her and the
> devil's fuck juices from the night before
> and the room wreaked of sex, something Jennifer hadn't
> noticed when she went to get the door
> out of her sound sleep.
>
> She began helping Mr. Watson undress while his hands
> went right to her tits, pawing and
> kneading them like so much dough.  When he was naked,
> she got him to lay on the bed as she
> crawled up between his legs to start giving him a blow
> job.  Not only could she smell his oldness,
> but he must of have been working out in his yard all
> morning and stank of sweat as well.  But
> none of that mattered to the twenty year old woman, as
> she worked on getting his cock to come
> to life.  Although she and the devil had done many
> things the night before, getting him hard was
> not one of them, and she surprised herself at how many
> little tricks she knew to get a man's
> flaccid cock to complete erection.  It was the little
> things that she was doing with her tongue, the
> way she moved her head around in little semi-circles
> around his cock as she pumped her head up
> and down on his cock, the way she was playing with his
> ball sacks and squeezing his balls, firmly
> but gently, and the way she was running her other hand
> over his belly.  All these things combined
> to get the old man hard faster than he had in years.
>
> Although she was doing all of these tactile things to
> him, what really got him hard was a secret
> ingredient, that neither truly noticed.  It was the
> pheromones she was giving off as her
> humiliation forced her to get sexually excited.  So
> strong were her pheromones, that she would
> be able to get a man, who hadn't been able to achieve
> an erection in a decade, get as hard as he
> did as a teenager.  It would allow men, like Mr.
> Watson, who hadn't been able to quickly recover
> for a second round in over twenty years, to keep
> getting his cock hard enough to have sex with
> Jennifer at least half a dozen times in one night, if
> he so desired.
>
> When Mr. Watson was hard enough, Jennifer squatted
> over his hips and mounted him, impaling
> herself fully on his now steel rod hard prick. She
> slowly raised and lowered herself onto his
> impaling weapon, feeling every vein, bump and other
> nuance of his circumcised cock as she did.
> Mr. Watson too, was feeling things that he hadn't felt
> in years, maybe even decades.  He could
> feel Jennifer's cunt running up and down his shaft,
> opening up widely as she impaled herself on
> him and clamping down tightly, as if not to let his
> cock escape her cavity as she pulled herself
> back up off of him.
>
> At first he lay there, almost passively watching in
> awe as this girl, young enough to be his grand
> daughter, almost young enough to be his great grand
> daughter, fucking herself on his prick as if
> they were lovers.  The subject of his lust filled
> stare was obvious, her two huge breasts with their
> large, puffy, coral colored areola, tipped with her
> long, thick erect nipples.  They were like a
> hypnotist's pendulum to him, as his eyes followed her
> outrageously long nipples wherever they
> went.
>
> This didn't go unnoticed by Jennifer, who looked down
> to see what his eyes were following.
> Again she mentally blushed in embarrassment, as the
> man stared at her sexually freak of nature
> nipples.  For reasons she couldn't understand, she
> reached down, picked up his hands and placed
> his forefingers and thumbs on her nipples and, almost
> in a whisper, asked him "Squeeze them
> hard, so hard that hurts real good."
>
> Mr. Watson couldn't believe that she was asking him to
> do this, but eagerly complied with her
> wishes, pinching them as hard as he could between his
> fingers.  Like an electric jolt, the pain shot
> through her chest and quickly turned into pleasure as
> it shot down to her clit, making it get even
> harder and longer than it already was in it's high
> excited state, and then it began vibrating
> maddingly.  It both pained her and aroused her in
> equal doses, and made her begin to fuck him
> even faster.
>
> She leaned slightly more forward, both to give Mr.
> Watson easier access to her nipples to abuse
> them, and to cause her clit to rub over his cock as
> she pumped herself up and down on his rock
> hard shaft.  She could feel the now familiar knot
> building in her guts, signaling her oncoming
> orgasm.
>
> "Oh grandpa!" she exclaimed in a little girl's voice,
> "You're going to make me cum!  I'm so
> close, so very close!"
>
> Her calling him 'grandpa' in that high pitched little
> girl's voice really got to him.  For a moment,
> he even envisioned that Jennifer was indeed his
> granddaughter and what they were doing was so
> morally wrong, but it also excited the dickens out of
> him.
>
> "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"
> Jennifer squealed in
> delight as her orgasm washed over her.
>
> For a moment she froze, her cunt clamping down so
> tightly on the old man, that he thought for
> just the briefest of moments that her cunt was going
> to physically damage his rock hard prick,
> and then she was pumping herself up and down his shaft
> like there was no tomorrow, her pussy
> milking his cock for all it was worth.  That proved
> too much for the man and his seed shot up
> from his balls and rocketed out through the end of his
> prick like it hadn't done since he was
> twenty-something, fifty years ago.  Jennifer, feeling
> his cum exploding into her, immediately
> went into another orgasm, even more powerful than the
> first one.
>
> "Oh yes grandpa!  Pump it into me!  Make your little
> girl pregnant!" she exhorted over and over
> again, still using the little girl's voice, until he
> quit shooting his sperm into her.
>
> Although he wouldn't have minded taking another go at
> her, it would have to wait until another
> time.  Not that his prick went soft, because it
> hadn't, but rather because he was physically and
> emotionally spent.  Jennifer never stopped fucking
> him, until he asked her to please stop, he had
> to rest.
>
> After getting off of him, and letting him rest for a
> minute on her bed, she asked, "Would you like
> to go take a shower with me?"
>
> It sounded good to him so he agreed and then went into
> her shower.  Jennifer washed his body,
> spending inordinate amounts of time on his cock, balls
> and anus, and he washed her body,
> including shampooing her long hair, and he returned
> the favor, spending a long time washing her
> tits, cunt and ass.  The talked and laughed, well
> actually Jennifer giggled a lot, the whole time
> that they were in the shower.  Eventually they got out
> and dried each other off, then Mr. Watson
> got dressed to go home.
>
> Before he left, Jennifer asked, putting on her
> innocent little girl's voice again, "Since we're going
> to become real close friends anyway, would you mind if
> I called you grandpa?  Mine are both
> dead, and like you could sort of adopt me as your
> granddaughter."
>
> It was as if she had just sucked him hard again, he
> got an instant erection hearing her ask him the
> question.  The thought of pretending to adopt this
> gorgeous, sexy woman as his granddaughter,
> and then fucking her regularly was a real big turn on
> to him, and he readily agreed.  Jennifer gave
> him a big hug, squeezing her huge mammaries against
> his chest and planting a passionate French
> kiss on his lips as she thanked him for accepting her
> offer.
>
> When he had left, she was totally confused.  She felt
> used, degraded and completely embarrassed
> over how she had acted with the nasty, grumpy, OLD man
> next door, especially that scene just
> before he left where she had asked him to be her
> grandfather, with that little girl voice she had
> used.  She felt like she had acted like a slut, a big
> slut, and she couldn't stop herself from doing
> so. Yet at the same time, she couldn't deny, that she
> had enjoyed every minute of their sexual
> coupling, and even their shower together afterwards.
>
> "Well," she thought to herself with a sigh, "she
> better clean up her bedroom.  She certainly didn't
> want to sleep in a wet bed tonight." and went in
> stripped the sheets off, throwing them into the
> washing machine and then putting fresh sheets on her
> bed.
>
> Just as she finished making her bed, the door bell
> rang.  "Who could that be now?" she wondered
> to herself as she went to see who was at the door,
> still dressed in just her sheer robe and high
> heeled shoes.
>
> Peering through the peep hole, she saw five teenaged
> boys standing in front of her door.  She
> groaned, knowing what was likely to come of this if
> she opened the door, which she was already
> in the process of doing.  She opened the door wide,
> just as she had with Mr. Watson, and stood
> there where all the boys could get a good look at her
> luscious body.
>
> "Yes, may I help you?" she asked innocently.
>
> Just like with Mr. Watson, the five teenagers stood
> there staring with their mouths open as if they
> were trying to catch flies, unable to take their eyes,
> or their minds, off of her body.
>
> "BOYS!" Jennifer exclaimed, and quickly added, "May I
> help you."
>
> "You're fuckin' beautiful!" one boy exclaimed.
>
> Another, less mesmerized and at the back of the group,
> began pushing the other forward, into her
> house.  Once inside he said, with a shit eating grin
> on his face,  "We understand that you're
> giving free sex lessons."
>
> Outwardly the boys saw a sexy smile come across her
> face, but inwardly she was groaning, "Oh
> no!  Not that!" and then heard herself saying, "Why I
> was planning to do that, but I didn't think
> anyone knew yet."
>
> "Well we're here to learn!" said the other boy
>
> Jennifer was surprised to hear herself respond, "And
> learn you will!  So let's start out with, have
> any of you boys seen a naked woman before?"
>
> The boys looked from one to the other and shook their
> heads.
>
> "Alright then we'll start there, because if you don't
> know what the territory is, you can't properly
> explore it, now can you?  While I take off my robe,
> why don't you boys all get yourselves
> naked." she instructed them.
>
> All she had to do was to shrug off her skimpy robe,
> but they had socks, shoes, jeans, underwear
> and t-shirts to get off, and they did so remarkably
> fast.  When every one was naked, Jennifer, still
> in her high heeled shoes, slowly turned to let the
> boys feast their young eyes on her remarkable
> body.
>
> "Now, while I'm older than the girls you will be going
> out with, I'm also curvier, and I'm sure,
> that I have much larger breasts than most women
> period, much less the girls that you will go out
> with."  The boys all mumbled in agreement, their eyes
> fastened on her huge tits and nipples.
>
> "And as you can see, I shave my pussy hairs off, so
> that you have no trouble seeing or feeling
> your way around between my legs.  Most girls that you
> go out with, will have hair, as not too
> many women enjoy showing off what they have between
> their legs and in fact consider their
> ability to have hair between their legs the same as
> you feel about wanting to have to shave your
> faces everyday.  Since we're all standing, form a line
> and each of you will get to feel my breasts.
> Just remember, treat them as you would your pricks. No
> super rough playing with them!"
>
> The boys quickly lined up, pushing each other to get
> closer to the front of the line.  When they
> were lined up, the first boy stepped forward, gently
> touching and prodding her G-cup sized tits.
>
> "I didn't say treat them like they were going to
> break, just don't get too rough with them." she
> instructed the fourteen year old boy running his hands
> over them, but as eager as he was to touch
> them, he was still being too tentative with them, for
> her tastes.
>
> With a look of exasperation on her face she said,
> "O.K., I'll walk you through it.  First cup them
> in your hands from underneath them." and waited for
> the boy to comply, "Now lift them.  Feel
> their weight, and these are no light weights, trust me
> on this issue, because I have to carry them
> around 24/7/365 on my chest.  I feel their weight all
> of the time."
>
> The boy did as she had instructed and had cupped them
> in his hands and was lifting them up to
> feel how heavy they were, and she was right, they were
> really heavy, for tits.
>
> "Now squeeze them to feel how firm they are.  Not too
> hard, but not too softly either." she
> instructed.  And the boy did as she told him to.
>
> "Now run your hands over the skin of my breasts, then
> my areolas (pointing at them) and finally
> my nipples, to see the differences." she said, and he
> did, making her shiver at his light touch, her
> erect nipples getting even harder.
>
> Although she was outwardly acting as if she were
> teaching sex-ed in some high school, inwardly,
> she was highly embarrassed, standing there naked, in
> front of five equally naked teenaged boys
> telling them how to play with her body.
>
> "Now cup your hands again, facing them towards my
> breasts, so that my nice long, thick nipples
> are in the palms of your hands." and waited for him to
> get positioned right before continuing,
> "Now squeeze!"
>
> "No harder!  They won't break or fall off, I promise
> you."
>
> "O.K., Now squeeze like you are doing .... release
> .... squeeze again.  Keep on doing that until I
> tell you to stop." she said, enjoying the way the
> young boy was playing with her huge tits.
>
> After letting him do this for quite a while, she
> realized that she'd have to move on, after all this
> was just the first of five boys.
>
> "O.K. now grasp my nipples between your thumbs and
> forefingers, pinch them gently..... O.K.
> now twirl them in your grasp .... OOOOHHH GOD THAT
> FEELS SO GOOD!  O.K. next!"
>
> She repeated it with each of the boys, some needing
> more instructions than the others.
>
> "O.K. seeing as time is running short, let's get on to
> the fucking.  I'm going to get down on my
> hands and knees.  One of you will kneel behind me and
> stick your dick into me." she said, as the
> boys all cheered the decision.
>
> Jennifer knelt down on the carpeting.  The shy boy who
> had been the first to play with her tits
> knelt down behind her.  As her legs were spread wide
> apart and her back arched, sending her ass
> high into the air, her fuck hole was easy to see.
> Holding his prick, he lined himself up and
> shoved it into her wet, but otherwise unprepared pussy
> in one quick shove.  Since he only had a
> thin five inch cock, Jennifer barely felt his
> entrance.  As the boy began ramming his cock in and
> out of her pussy, she began rocking back and forth in
> time with his strokes, her cunt opening
> wide for him to send it into her and clamping down as
> he tried to pull out.
>
> He was so hot that it only took a few strokes to get
> him off, as he flooded her pussy with his
> semen.  The other four didn't last any longer either
> and Jennifer was left frustrated from not
> getting off, but it was getting late and the boys had
> to go.  She'd have to teach them next time
> how to please her, as well as themselves, if she was
> going to have to have regular sex with them.
>
> Right after the boys left, the phone rang, her first
> call from her Internet and print ads, that the
> devil had placed on her behalf.
>
> "Hello." she said.
>
> "Is this the service?" a strange man asked.
>
> "Service?  What service?" she replied, not realizing
> that it was one of her ads.
>
> "Do you have an ad on the Internet?" the man asked.
>
> "Yes." she replied hesitantly.
>
> "Oh, you're answering your own calls." the man replied
> with relief in his voice.
>
> "Yes." she replied confidently, now knowing where this
> call was going.
>
> "I wanted to know first, if the picture and the
> measurement's listed on the Internet is really you?"
> he queried.
>
> Not knowing for sure, but reasonably certain that the
> devil would have placed accurate
> information, she replied, "Yes and it's all me too.
> No fake boobs here."
>
> There was a pause and then the man asked, "So what do
> you charge?"
>
> "A simple slam-bam-thank-you-mam is $150 here at my
> house. If you want me by the hour, I
> charge $300 per hour." she said, not even having to
> think twice about the rates she'd never had to
> quote before.
>
> "Well where do you live?" he asked.
>
> "In the Kendall section of town." she replied.
>
> "That's not too far.  I guess I'll come visit you.
> What's you're address?" he asked.
>
> "Are you coming over right now?" she asked, instead of
> answering his question.
>
> "No, maybe an hour from now." he replied.
>
> "Well, when you are ready, give me a call and I'll
> give you the address.  A girl can't be too
> careful you know." she replied.
>
> "Alright, I'll call you back in an hour."  He said and
> hung up the phone.
>
> "Oh good!" she thought to herself, "After fucking the
> devil all night long, I've had to fuck Mr.
> Watson and five boys so far, and now this stranger is
> calling about coming over and fucking me
> tonight.  Well I better get the place presentable and
> get some dinner going or I'll never get to eat
> anything tonight."
>
> An hour later, on the dot, the man called back and she
> gave him her address.  He said that it
> would take him half an hour from where he was, as
> there were so many traffic lights between
> where he was and where she lived.  Her bedroom was
> back in order and she sat down to eat, so
> that she could at least have that out of the way
> before he arrived.
>
> Her door bell rang, and she went to answer it.  She
> had put some clothes on to meet him, though
> they didn't leave much to the imagination, since she
> wasn't wearing either a bra or panties.  She
> had unconsciously dressed as a school girl, in a sheer
> white, see-through blouse, that was at least
> a size too small, forcing her to leave all of the
> buttons from the bottoms of her breasts up undone,
> and really short, tight in the hips, plaid skirt.  On
> her feet she wore white socks with a lace edge
> around the tops, folded down, and what looked like
> little girls shiny black patent leather shoes,
> except that these ones had a four inch stiletto heel
> to them.  Her clothes gave her an erotic school
> girl look, albeit one that would have never been
> allowed in a real school.
>
> She opened the door, with her now almost constant,
> seductive smile on her face and asked, "Are
> you Mr. Miller?"
>
> The man's face showed his pleasantly surprised shock
> as his eyes bugged out of his head as he
> starred at her huge tits and super long nipples.
> "Yes." came the reply and she let him in.
>
> The man was nothing special.  He was neither short nor
> tall, a little over weight, but not overly
> so.  He was neither handsome nor ugly, kind of
> average.  After a few cordial comments back and
> forth, Jennifer said, "I assume you still want just a
> quick toss in the hay?"
>
> The married man, embarrassed about having to see a
> whore to relieve his sexual tensions, since
> his wife no longer would allow him sex save for four
> times a year, his birthday, Father's Day,
> Christmas, and some time in the fall, simply nodded
> his head.
>
> She then said, "We need to take care of the financial
> part and then we can go back to my
> bedroom."
>
> The man took out his wallet and counted off seven $20
> bills and added a $10.  She then took his
> hand and led him back into her bedroom.  As she was
> unbuttoning the rest of her blouse, the
> phone rang.  She held a finger up to her lips and
> picked up the phone.
>
> "Is this the service?" the strange male voice on the
> other end of the phone asked.
>
> "No, it's me Jennifer." she replied.
>
> "I've just got to have a date with you!  You're the
> hottest thing I've ever seen!" the now excited
> voice on the other end of the phone said.
>
> "Well I am busy right now, can you call back in an
> hour?" she advised him.
>
> "Sure, it's 6:30 now, so 7:30?" he said.
>
> "That will be fine." she replied.
>
> "I'm sorry honey." she told the man in the room with
> her.
>
> "No problem." he said, starring intently at her now
> naked tits.
>
> A moment later he was in the bed completely naked, and
> a few moments later, Jennifer joined
> him in bed, equally naked.  The man let his hands
> begin roaming her body, as she moved a hand
> down to his crotch to grasp his average sized cock and
> stroke it slowly.  He explored her body for
> a while, as she stroked him into erection.
>
> "Do you want to get on top or do you want me on top?"
> she asked.
>
> "Damn!" he thought to himself, "I haven't had a woman
> on top of me in years!" and said, "Why
> don't you get on top."
>
> Jennifer straddled his hips, grasped his cock and put
> the head inside of her.  Straightening up and
> bending back a little, she looked him right in the eye
> and slowly lowered herself onto his prick.
> It felt so good, that the man couldn't ever remember
> it feeling this good before.  Even though
> she'd fucked the equivalent of probably a hundred men
> in the past twenty-four hours, her cunt
> had shrunk down so that to the man she felt as tight
> as if she'd only recently been deflowered and
> wetter than he ever could remember a woman being as
> his prick entered her for the first time.  It
> was as if a tight wet fist was grasping the entire
> length of his cock, all at once and, he could feel
> the muscles inside of her cunt massaging him.
>
> He reached up and grasped her long thick nipples and
> squeezed them hard between his fingers
> and thumbs, giving her both exquisite pain and
> pleasure at the same time.  Jennifer gasped but
> allowed him to do as he pleased as she began fucking
> him in earnest.  Up and down she went,
> faster and faster, moaning and groaning as she did.
> Since she hadn't complained so far, the man
> squeezed her long, thick nipples even harder and began
> pulling them away from her chest.
>
> Jennifer couldn't understand what was going on.  The
> boys had cum real quickly inside of her,
> and this man, whom she could see was on the edge of
> blowing his load, was somehow holding
> back.  The devil hadn't told her, that every man who
> paid for the privilege of fucking her would
> be able to hold off cuming at least three times as
> long as it normally took or ten minutes, which
> ever was longer, but in time she would realize that
> the men paying for her attentions were able to
> hold off for an inordinately long time, at least the
> first time that they fucked her.
>
> Although the man may have been able to hold off,
> Jennifer couldn't, and the first of four
> orgasms, while fucking this man washed over her.
>
> "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"
> she squealed in obvious
> delight and immediately began fucking him even faster
> in the throes of her orgasm.
>
> "Shit!" the man thought to himself, "I've never lasted
> this long, nor made a whore cum before!"
> as he thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of Jennifer
> rapidly lifting and lowering her spasming cunt
> on his cock, while he viciously pinched and pulled on
> her nipples.
>
> The orgasm was a long, powerful one, forcing her to
> really hump the John that she was fucking
> as if she were possessed as the intensity of the
> pleasure drove her on.  As the orgasm died down,
> so did the extreme speed in which she was fucking the
> man.  She still was fucking him pretty
> fast, but not as fast as during her orgasm, and her
> cunt was still milking the man's cock, in it's
> attempt to make him cum inside of her.  She knew that
> she was opening herself wide every time
> that she slammed herself down on him and that she was
> grasping him tightly as she pulled off of
> him.
>
> She came another two times before he came and he ended
> up cuming just as her third orgasm
> was winding down.  He came harder, longer and with
> more cum than he could ever remember
> cuming before.  His spurting of his seed into her
> womb, set off her fourth and last orgasm of their
> coupling, another long, intense one.  As she came down
> from her fourth orgasm, she collapsed,
> exhausted onto his chest, his still hard cock, fully
> impaled inside of her.
>
> They both gasped and rested from their exhausting
> coupling and it was only when they began to
> recoup their strength, enough to get up, that his cock
> finally shrunk and slid out of her well
> satisfied pussy.
>
> Jennifer said, "Stay there a moment, I'll get a wet
> cloth to clean you up."
>
> She went to the bathroom, which now had a bidet in it,
> and sat down, to clean herself up first.
> After drying herself off, she took a wash cloth and
> ran hot water over it and came back out to her
> bedroom, to clean the man off.  The two put their
> clothes back on and before he left, she gave
> him several of her cards, so that not only would he be
> able to call her again, but also give her
> card to his friends to also call on her.
>
> Her card was rather simple.  In big letters in the
> middle of the card was her name, well at least
> her first name.  In the lower right hand corner was
> her phone number, cell phone number, and
> pager number.  Along the left hand side was a
> caricature of her naked, with an excellent likeness
> of her huge tits with their long, thick nipples.  She
> also advised him that for every $1,000 worth
> of business that he referred her, she'd give him a
> free session, just like the one that they had just
> had.
>
> Her first ever customer, hadn't been gone twenty
> minutes when the phone rang.
>
> "Hello." she said, in her sexiest voice.
>
> "Are you free now?" the man on the other end asked.
>
> "Yes, I am.  What's your name?" she replied.
>
> "I'm John, John Smith." the man on the other end of
> the line said.
>
> "Hi John.  What would you like to be up to tonight?"
> she asked in her huskiest voice.
>
> "Well I saw your web site, including your rates.  I'd
> like to have a dinner date, come back to my
> place to screw around a couple of hours and then let
> you go home, instead of sleeping over.  I'll
> even pick you up and drop you off.  The problem is
> that I don't want to pay by the hour, I want to
> know what I'm paying up front."  The man said, almost
> sounding like a little boy with a new toy.
>
> "Well, how does $1,000 sound, If you pick me up at
> 9:00 and have me home by 2:00?" she
> offered.
>
> "For another $200 I could have you sleep over." he
> commented.
>
> "Yes, but we wouldn't be getting together until 10:00.
>  The reasoning behind that price was three
> hours at $300 plus $300 for the time between 2:00 and
> 9:00 the next morning. That allows me
> have another customer, before 9:00." she replied,
> surprising herself at her own response.
>
> "Well do you have another customer lined up?" he
> asked.
>
> "Not tonight." she replied.
>
> "Then why don't we start early, and end early?  You'll
> be home in the morning to take your first
> call of the day." he offered.
>
> Jennifer thought a moment and said, "O.K."
>
> "If I'm going to pick you up, I'll need your address."
> he said.
>
> "Call me back when you're ready to leave and I'll give
> it to you then." she replied.
>
> "Alright.  Oh dress sexily, I want you looking really
> good when we go out." he said.
>
> She had an hour and a half before he'd be there to
> pick her up, she had to get moving.  She
> stripped the bed again, threw the linens in the washer
> and started it, then she ran into the
> bathroom to shower.  After a quick shower, not
> shampooing her hair this time, she began
> applying her make-up.  She applied just enough to look
> stunning, without looking whorish.  She
> put on a red silk and lace garter belt, sheer black
> stockings with a snake design wrapping up each
> of her legs with the head of the snake just below her
> pussy on the insides of her thighs, and red
> four and a half inch heels that forced her up onto the
> ends of her toes, making her balance on her
> toes and the pencil thin heels.  She ran back to the
> laundry room and moved the now clean sheets
> from the washer to the dryer.
>
> She hurried back to her bedroom and slipped into a
> form fitting red dress.  The dress was
> naughty, yet elegant.  While the dress was not low
> cut, it nevertheless exposed quite a bit of her
> tit flesh as the area between her nipples was cut out
> in a diamond shape with the widest point
> being between her nipples.  The diamond closed on the
> top just above where her breasts joined
> her chest and at the bottom just above her navel.  The
> skirt was short, but not too short, covering
> the top third of her shapely thighs.  The material of
> the dress was clingy and stretchy, making it
> look like it was painted onto her instead of her
> having slipped into it.
>
> The dress really showed off her unbelievable figure.
> Her huge tits jutted way out and her big
> puffy areolas jutted out even more, making them look
> like miniature breasts on her breasts. Then
> her nipples, which stuck out over an inch in length
> from her areolas, were so tightly covered by
> the stretchy material that you could see every crease
> in them.  Her tiny, waspish waist, her flaring
> hips and round, heart shaped ass, all showed in
> complete detail as her dress clung to them. Even
> the crack of her ass was completely detailed, as the
> material was sucked into the crevice all the
> way to her anus.
>
> With the dress on, she accessorized, putting on her
> watch, some earrings, a bracelet and a
> necklace.  She then went back to the bathroom to get
> her hair just right and touched up her make-
> up.  Since she had some time left, before her "date"
> was to pick her up, she ran back into the
> laundry room, took her sheets out of the dryer and
> headed back to her room to make her bed, so
> that she wouldn't have to do it at 2:30 or 3:00 in the
> morning.
>
> The door bell rang, and she grabbed her purse, making
> sure that her keys were inside.  She
> opened the door, and smiled lovingly at the young man
> ( Note: she still had her original mind,
> even though she now occupied a twenty year old's
> body).  She could easily see why the man in
> his early thirties, was paying for companionship.  He
> was average height and carried a few extra
> pounds, but he had to be the ugliest man she had ever
> laid eyes on.  His face was completely
> scarred from acne, that he probably had as a youth.
> His smile indicated that he probably rarely, if
> ever brushed his teeth and never saw a dentist, as he
> was missing many teeth and those that he
> had looked like they were blackened with cavities.
> His hair could be best described as a mop,
> and to finish off his facial features, he had a beak
> for a nose, long and with a bump in the middle
> where it changed directions.  In spite of his
> ugliness, Jennifer still looked at him with a lusty
> smile.
>
> "Well Tom, are you just going to stand out there?" she
> asked him pleasantly, to break his obvious
> stunned state as his eyes undresses her.
>
> The man had seen her picture on the Internet, but
> still couldn't believe how beautiful she was in
> person.  In fact, he had been fooled before, getting
> to the woman's place only to find out that she
> looked nothing like her picture.  Whereas Jennifer, at
> least that's what she called herself on the
> Internet, looked even better than her pictures on the
> Internet, and there was no mistaking that this
> was the same person.  Even better yet, she was
> smiling, pleasantly and naturally at him, in spite
> of what he knew was not a very pleasant face, his.
>
> "Well, maybe I will have fun tonight after all!" he
> thought to himself and then said to her, "Uh,
> yes.  I'm sorry but you are even prettier in person
> than the pictures that I saw of you on the
> Internet, and I was so struck by your beauty, that I
> couldn't even talk."
>
> "I hate the part about being the businesswoman, but
> unfortunately, it is a necessary part of my
> business.  Besides, it's better to get that part out
> of the way up front, that way the rest of the
> evening is just fun. Do you have the $1,000 in cash?"
> she asked him.
>
> "Oh yes." he replied, somewhat embarrassed about not
> having the money in his pocket and ready.
>
> He took out his wallet, and Jennifer could see that
> there was enough bills in there to choke a
> horse.  He pulled a bunch of bills out and counted
> nine $100 bills, and reached back in for one
> more, then handed the ten $100 bills to Jennifer.
> Having seen him count the money, she didn't
> recount them.
>
> "Excuse me for just a second, I don't like carrying
> this kind of money when I'm out on a date."
> she told him and went back into her bedroom and put
> the money in the small floor safe the devil
> had supplied her.
>
> "Well, are you ready for an evening of fun?" she said
> enthusiastically, with a joyful smile on her
> face, as she hooked her arm through his and they
> walked out to his Cadilac.
>
> Tom opened her door for her as if he were a gentleman
> on a date with a real lady, instead of an
> ogre who had just paid for some whore's time with him.
>  Jennifer, got in and scooted over to sit
> in the middle, next to her date.  She hiked her skirt
> up to her hips, completely exposing her
> pantiless pussy, and spread her legs enough to give
> him easy access to her crotch, without
> interfering with his driving.  He was on cloud nine.
> He had a beautiful woman with him and was
> going to a fancy restaurant where many of his friends
> ate regularly.
>
> During the short drive, they carried on a pleasant
> conversation, mainly Jennifer got him to talk
> about himself, what he did for a living, where he went
> to college, etc.  While they talked, Tom
> alternated between playing with her huge tits,
> especially her nipples, and fingering her open,
> available pussy.  Jennifer at one point had asked him
> if he wanted her to play with his cock, but
> he didn't want to be embarrassed with a hard-on when
> he got to the restaurant, so he said, "Later,
> after dinner."
>
> When they arrived at the restaurant, he pulled up to
> the valet stand.  A young man quickly
> opened Jennifer's door, and as she got out, she spread
> her legs wide apart, paused for a moment,
> allowing the valet to see her naked, hairless pussy in
> all of it's glory, and then stepped out of the
> car.  Tom didn't wait for the valet, but rather got
> out and came around the car, but not fast
> enough to have seen Jennifer shoot her beaver at the
> valet.  He handed the valet his keys, took his
> claim ticket and they went inside.
>
> Although it was a week day evening, the place was
> pretty busy, and even with the $20, that Tom
> slipped the maitre' d, they still had to wait half an
> hour.  As he scanned the room, looking for
> possible friends, he noticed quite a few men, and even
> some women, starring at Jennifer.  This
> woman who was with him tonight, was a startling
> beauty.  It wasn't that her face alone would
> have won out over a lot of other women that he knew,
> but rather the entire package, the hair, the
> eyes, her real hour glass figure capped off at the top
> by her enormous tits and at the bottom with
> her buttocks and long shapely legs in those really
> high, high heels, but most importantly, it
> seemed to be her aura of beauty and confidence.  Of
> course, he realized that most of the men
> were starring at her breasts, as it was obvious that
> they were unencumbered.
>
> Eventually they were seated.  The maitre' d held
> Jennifer's seat for her, and as she sat down, she
> realized that instead of tugging her short skirt down,
> she was pulling it up, so that the bottom
> hem of her skirt, was at the height of her naked
> pussy.  Once her chair was pushed into the table,
> she felt herself spreading her legs so that anyone
> facing her had a clear view of her naked pussy.
>
> As they ate and drank, they carried on an animated
> conversation, nothing about sex, sports,
> politics, etc. Tom was aware that every many in the
> place was sneaking peeks between her legs
> and seeing her perfect, hairless, pussy, especially
> the help, which seemed were constantly
> walking by, right behind their table.  Of course, it
> also meant that they were getting even better
> than first class service.  Neither of them could take
> even just the smallest sip of water, before a
> different waiter or bus boy would come by to fill
> their glass.  Even the chef came out to make
> sure that their order was satisfactory, and to get a
> look at what everyone was telling was this
> gorgeous woman out there, braless and pantiless.
>
> When they had finished their dinner, the maitre' d
> came over and told them that desert was on the
> house, as he copped a quick feel of Jennifer's huge
> tit.  They had a great time at the restaurant,
> but then it was time to leave.  The walked out
> together, stuffed from all the food they had eaten,
> and went to the valet stand.  As luck would have it,
> the same kid who had parked there car when
> they arrived, was the next in line to retrieve their
> car.  Although they should have paid $2 for the
> service, the kid said, "It's on the house tonight."
> and ran to go get their car.
>
> Tom waited on the driver's side and the kid held his
> door open until Tom was in, then closed it
> and ran around to let Jennifer in.  Again, she got in,
> hiking her skirt to her hips, placed one foot
> in and paused for just a moment, to give the kid a
> real good look at her naked pussy, then quickly
> pulled the other foot in and slid over next to Tom as
> the kid slammed the door.  Tom did slip the
> valet three bucks.
>
> On the drive back to Tom's house, Jennifer slid down
> onto the floor as she unzipped his pants
> and pulled his cock out, before proceeding to give him
> a nice, slow blow job.  He was glad that
> she did as he had been hard since she opened the door
> to her house and he got his first glimpse of
> her and the tension was driving him crazy.  When she
> was finished, she returned to sitting next to
> him as he drove, playing with her tits and cunt.
>
> When they arrived at Tom's house, he gave her the
> grand tour of his mansion.  He had invented a
> few things and was living off of the royalties rather
> nicely.  The last room of the tour, of course,
> was the master bedroom, which looked more like a
> living room to Jennifer, at least as big as a
> good sized living room.  It had a raised circular bed,
> which was much bigger than a normal king
> sized bed. The room had a sitting area with the
> biggest big screen TV she had ever seen and a
> large stereo.  Tom put on some nice, soft, romantic
> music as they walked over to his bed and got
> naked.
>
> Tom's short comings weren't just in his looks, his
> prick was shorter than average and very thin,
> although he did have remarkable recuperative ability.
>  Over the next two hours, between
> midnight and two in the morning, the fucked in just
> about every position imaginable, and in
> every one of her orifices plus between those
> magnificent tits of hers.  While he got off each and
> every time he banged her, his little dick did nothing
> for her and when she went home that night,
> she ended up having to masturbate herself to several
> orgasms with what she began calling "Big
> George", in memory of her deceased husband.  "Big
> George" was a very thick twelve inch dildo
> that completely mimicked a real circumcised cock, from
> the helmeted head to thick veins running
> down the shaft.
>
>
>
> End Part 3
>
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**
>
> Well fans, what will happen to Jennifer next, might be
> up to you!
>
> Of course she's going to have sex indiscriminately
> with teenaged boys, married men, old men,
> married or not, and middle aged women, either just the
> two women or with their husbands and
> boyfriends.  She's got ads going every where and she
> will draw teenagers, old men and lesbians,
> when ever she goes out shopping, which will probably
> be daily. Now, what situations are we
> going to put her in.
>
> Chapter 4 She is going to go shopping at the mall.
> Her pheromones are going to attract old men
> and middle aged lesbian and bi-women.  So something
> will happen while she is out shopping for
> the day.  She'll be teaching kids to fuck her in the
> afternoon again.  And of course she's going to
> have some kind of sexual encounter with a paying
> customer or two.  I won't post for at least three
> weeks to give you a chance to write to me and give me
> your suggestions.
>
> Send your suggestions to tedebear690@yahoo.com
>
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