Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. This site contains fictional stories with graphic and explicit descriptions of sexual activities, and not suitable for minors or prudes. If you are under 18 year of age, do not enter this site as it is illegal for you to do so and you are not welcome here. Also if you are offended by sexually explicit stories, do not enter this site, as I do not wish to offend your sensibilities. Having said that, by entering this site you are representing that you are at least 18 years old and do so of your own free will and are not offended in any way by sexually explicit stories. The stories are fictional and any resemblance to actual people or other entities is purely coincidental. A SHORT FOUR DAY WEEKEND (Mf, cons,oral, anal, M+f, blackmail, reluc) By Art Matin CHAPTER 7 Wearing a thick terry cloth robe, Sandy came down the stairs and joined John as he opened the box of pizza. John noticed that she had primped and with just the right amount of eye makeup and lipstick she looked great. They ate silently, a single slice apiece. Their lips met and their tongues danced. John opened her robe, and kissed down to her bare breasts, suckling each nipple until it was too sensitive to touch. Sandy broke away and led him upstairs to her parent's room. John studied the family portraits displayed on the dresser. He laid down the picture of Milton and his wife Jill, blissfully smiling as if everything was right and perfect in their world. He looked around, wondering where Milton kept the fuck grease. Sandy untied his trunks and slipped them to the floor. She nuzzled his flaccid penis and then sucked the soft noodle into her mouth. Even completely soft he was a mouthful. She orally caressed him, activating a chemical release of nitrous oxide into his blood stream that dilated certain arteries while at the same time constricting certain veins in his groin, resulting in the engorging of the erectile tissue, gradually increasing the volume of his penis six fold. Semi-erect his still flexible cock could easily glide down her throat. John knew that she had had much practice controlling her gag reflex. He wondered how many times she had sucked off the three young men that were at the door earlier. He guessed, many, many times. 'She's mine tonight boys,' he thought as she swirled his swelling glans with her studded tongue before taking it back down her throat again. It was getting increasing difficult for her to handle the ever-hardening cock it as it approached its maximum growth potential. She nibbled and slathered the big glans, then nibbled down the swollen cock tube to his balls. She licked and nipped his scrotum, then followed the seam back towards his perineum. She reached around and spread his ass cheeks, then licked and kissed her way up to his anus. He jumped at the first searing touch of sensitive anus and hot wet tongue. She flicked her tongue back and forth, from cheek to cheek across the cleft of his butt, teasing his asshole with each lewd swipe of her tongue. "God damn girl! You're something else!" he gasped surprised at her level of lewdness. She didn't reply. Working her way back up his perineum, around his scrotum and up his cock, she nibbled and kissed until she was mouthing his seeping glans again. John groaned in appreciation for the expert blowjob she was giving him. She stood, dropping her robe to the floor and then lay upon the bed, offering herself to him for their mutual enjoyment. John scooped her legs up in his arms, pushing her thighs out and upwards with his biceps and buried his face in her upturned crotch. He ate her with gusto, slobbering and working her over without restraint. He slid his tongue down to lick at her anus before driving his tongue up her ass. She tasted clean, with a hint of lilac. 'Damn,' he thought, 'she flushed her ass with a douche!' John pulled away and went to the far nightstand to search for some lubricant. He opened the top drawer and found what he was looking for and more. In addition to an assortment of lubes, some flavored, there were several bottles of body oil, several vibrators of various sizes and shapes, a box of French ticklers, a string of anal beads, a pair of brass ben-wah balls, Velcro restraints, a strap on double dildo and a half dozen clothes pins. John was shocked. "Whoa! Your Mom and Dad are rather randy!" He quickly thought of all the possibilities over the next few days. Sandy was slack jawed, twirling her fingers across her clit. "Forget about them John! I need you in me, deep in me!" she begged. John looked over at the pretty girl twisting seductively before him. "Yeah, forget them," he said with a devilish grin. John greased up his big pecker and got between her legs, pushing her knees to her chest while he greased up her asshole. He tossed the bottle of KY to the side and positioned his dick to her anus. Normally he would make sure a girl was loosened up before attempting to sodomize her but he felt certain that she would be loose enough, even for a thick cock like his. He pushed and as he expected, she opened up just enough to allow his cockhead to gain a mechanical advantage. He pushed harder and his dickhead slowly disappeared into her widening hole. "Oh! Stop! Stop John!" she pleaded gasping. "Oh, shit, you're big!" He paused for a moment allowing her sphincter to stretch out to accommodate him. Then he pushed deeper and deeper while she gasped and twitched beneath him until he was in her ass as deep as he could go. Her eyes were wide and her mouth formed a gaping "O", unable to verbalize the scream that wouldn't come out. Her mouth closed and her eyes closed as her stretched rectum adjusted to the meaty invader, the burning pain giving way to a hot glow. John began to slowly thrust her deep with short strokes. Her mouth fell open again as she uttered an incoherent babbling that sounded like she was possessed. He changed to long deep strokes until he felt her sphincter suddenly and appreciably relax. John slid his middle finger up her vagina and rubbed her clit with his thumb. Nerves began shorting out in her abdomen. She shuddered and bucked her hips as a powerful orgasm erupted from within her loins, the massive orgasm threatening to send her into oblivion. . After her orgasm receded, John pulled out her butt and retrieved a narrow vibrator from the nightstand. He pushed her legs forward and effortlessly penetrated her ass again. Sliding the vibrator deep into her pussy, he felt the insertion through her tissues on his dick. He switched it on. The vibrations felt marvelous on his cock and he began pounding her ass. She screamed as another orgasm built to the breaking point, and then fell silent once the orgasm overwhelmed her. John continued to fuck her hard in the ass until a third orgasm swept over her. He pulled the vibrator out and then pulled his dick from her ass, admiring her gaping rectal hole. He slid down and stuck his tongue into the hollow of her ass, gently licking the inside rim of her ass as it slowly closed around his tongue. He retrieved one of her father's French ticklers from the nightstand and rolled it over his dick. He returned between her splayed legs, pushing them towards her chest again. He placed some lube on the vibrator and on the electric-blue French tickler. He shoved the buzzing vibrator up her ass and plunged his cock into her pussy. She let out another passionate scream as the latex knobs and protrusions raked across the hypersensitive ribbed flesh of her hot pulsating snatch while her guts prickled and tingled lewdly to the energetic plastic lover shoved up her butt. Sandy was on sensory overload. Her entire groin spasmodically contracted and flexed, her pussy muscles contracting wildly around the wonderfully thrusting shaft of lust hardened man-meat. Her body went rigid as the smaller ripples of pleasure spreading across her body merged and culminated in a tumultuous shockwave of consummate pleasure that spread swiftly from the epicenter of her loins. So intense were the contractions that vaginal fluids sprayed from her engorged cuntal lips stretched tightly around the girth of his thrusting, gaily colored cock, drenching his balls with her ejaculate. He continued to fuck her until she was lifeless heap, unable to take any more stimulation. He let her legs plop down onto the bed and pulled out of her overheated pussy and withdrew the vibrator from her ass. He moved her like a rag doll to the edge of the bed and placed a pillow under her stomach. He added more KY to the French tickler and spread her ass checks wide. She protested that she'd had enough, but he ignored her and pushed into her anus again, fucking her shallow, raking the latex protrusions across the ring of her tingling anus. "Stop! Please stop!" she begged. "I can't take anymore! Please John! Please!" John stopped fucking her ass. He'd never used a French tickler on a girl's butt before and wasn't sure that it wouldn't hurt her. He pulled the French tickler off and went into the bathroom and washed his pecker off. When he returned she was still in the same position, ass hanging off the bed, breathing heavily. He poured some KY into his hand and fist-fucked his semi-erect dick until he was hard again. He moved behind her and slipped his bare cock into her ravished vagina. She whimpered pathetically, "Oh noooooo..." Her pussy felt like it was scalding hot to his unsheathed cock. His dick glided in and out of her dilated pussy, still gently contracting and throbbing. She didn't protest, just whimpered a bit as he fucked her harder and harder. It pleased him when she started to thrust her hips back, meeting him stroke for stroke. The friction on his dick brought him closer and closer to his own climax, and when her pussy convulsed again in yet another orgasmic spasm, he let himself go, his big dick swelled even larger and exploded his cum deep inside her shuddering cunt, pumping stream after stream of potent screw-juice deep into her young body. John collapsed on her back, allowing his well-worked prick to deflate while still firmly buried in her vagina. While he recovered, he savored the feel of her hot throbbing and pulsating pussy milking every last drop of cream from his cock. He shifted his weight and his limp dick plopped out with a wet sucking sound. John studied the semi-prostrate girl bent over the edge of the bed. Her labia were inflamed and engorged, protruding lewdly as cum seeped from her red raw slit, forming a rivulet that ran down one leg before dripping into a puddle on the carpet. "You are one fine fuck little girl," he muttered to himself as he bent forward and kissed her worn out pussy. He wondered if he could manage to get it up again, and if he did, whether she could take another royal fucking. Even if he couldn't get it up again tonight, he knew he would fuck her tomorrow and the next day and all day Monday before her parents returned that afternoon. He had just buried his face between her hot wet pussy lips when the phone began ringing. He tried to ignore it. It rang four times and the answering machine picked up. "Sandy? Pick up the phone Sandy." It was Milton's voice, a voice he often heard over the phone. "Sandy I told you to stay home! Damn it girl!" Milton's voice muffled and faded as he spoke to someone else, "She's not there, and I specifically told her to stay home, alone. What in the hell are we going to do with her? Well, if she can't stay home when I tell her to, then by god she can live somewhere else.... I don't want her around Kim and Rachael, I don't want three sluts for daughters... That's what she is... Don't give me that crap. I know, I know, I'm just worried about her sisters. She made her choices, shit, fucking an entire... I don't want to permanently damage our relationship, but she can't stay." Sandy struggled over to the phone, leaving John with his face wet. "Daddy? Daddy? I am home, Daddy," she said weakly. "No, I was asleep... I know it's early. I was tired... No, no one is here... I wish you wouldn't be so mad at me... Do what?... Awwwwwww, do I have to?... Okay, okay, at the ticket counter... What time?... Oh shit!... I'm sorry Daddy, I meant shoot.... Yes, I'll be there. Love you too Daddy, bye." John looked at her quizzically. "I have to meet them at their resort. I've got a 10:30 PM flight tonight. Daddy's got me a job interview first thing in the morning. The receptionist for some management company got hurt in an accident and will be out for several months. Dad told them that I could start Monday. Damn, I need to pack. Can you take me to the airport in an hour?" John couldn't believe it. Here he had this luscious young slut eager to fuck his brains out for the next three, four days and her daddy calls and ruins the weekend, not to mention dashing his plans for poking her on a regular basis over the next few months. Now she was suddenly to be unavailable to him. "Ah crap!" he muttered in frustration. Tomorrow, she would only be a pleasant memory. Next week, she'd be fucking someone else. "Yeah, yeah, sure. I'd rather fuck you all night baby, but if you need a ride, I'll give it to you." "Thanks, John, you're a sweetheart. It's been fun. Maybe we can get together again sometime." END If you liked this story, please let me know at ahmahm2@excite.com Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated.