PART 1

Throughout the 15-odd years of his marriage, Tony had alwaysbeen attracted to his sister-in-law, Claire, but had never doneanything about it. Although this may have been partly due to asimple lack of nerve, it was primarily attributable to the fact thathe really loved his wife, and didn't want to take the chance ofhurting her. During the past year, since his wife was gone, he hadgiven some thought to following up on these long suppressed desiresfor several reasons. First and foremost among them was the factthat, over the years, Claire had put on quite a bit of extra weight,and was therefore not as attractive as she once was, but he stillremembered the way she had looked "way back when," and from time totime, pictured her that way in his mind.

Actually, saying that he had "been attracted" to her is a bitof an understatement. It would probably be much more accurate todescribe his feelings as a healthy case of lust, combined with atouch of good old obsession. This was especially true in theiryounger years. If you could have seem Claire in those days, youwould easily understand the basis for Tony's feelings. She wasabout five foot four, with the face of an angel, large, deep hazeleyes, long black hair, and a slim waist that flared out into justthe right amount of hip to accentuate her femininity. She lookedgreat from behind, but the crowning glory of her appearance was, byfar, the fabulous pair of extremely bountiful breasts she had beenendowed with. They had to be 40EE's, and believe it or not, theydidn't sag a bit. They stood firmly out from her chest like thecannons on a battleship, seemingly defying the laws of gravity.

To top it off, Claire had a warm, friendly, fun-lovingpersonality. She and Tony had always gotten along extremely well,so much so that he had suspected on many occasions that she was asattracted to him as he was to her. Whenever they met, she wouldalways hug him somewhat closer and tighter than she did anyone else,and her "hello" kisses seemed to last a bit longer than was reallynecessary for a mere greeting between a sister-in-law and brother-in-law, but these relatively minor incidents were never enough tomake him confident in the validity of his suspicions. He alwayswondered whether it was only his active imagination workingovertime.

Despite her great looks and pleasant personality, Claire'smarriage had not been as successful as Tony's. Her's had ended indivorce almost ten years ago, primarily because her husband had beenscrewing around with another woman. I'd like to be able to say thatshe finally saw the light and dumped the bastard, but as fate wouldhave it, he wound up leaving her. What a jerk!

For most of the intervening time, Claire had immersed herselfin her career, which she became very successful at. She neverseemed to get involved more than casually with any other men, andeven that only on occasion. This fact had served to keep Tony's longsuppressed fantasies about her alive over the years. About a yearand a half ago, however, she had started seeing a guy named Bill,and had subsequently become engaged to be married to him. Theirwedding was scheduled to take place in just a few months.

Tony's fantasies about Claire had been relatively dormant forthe past several years, primarily due to the fact that, in submergingherself totally in her profession, she had also let herself gophysically. Over that time she had succeeded in putting on an extra35 or 40 pounds. Her face was still beautiful, but her formerlymagnificent body had been concealed under a layer of protective fat. If you had known her before, it was really heartbreaking to see herlike this.

Over the past year, Claire and Tony had maintained contact, seeingeach other socially as platonic friends and at family affairs, orat least talking on the phone three or four times a month, so he wassurprised when he didn't hear from her for a whole month, and couldn'teven get her on the phone. Finally, he had given up trying, figuringshe would contact him when she got around to it, whenever she gotback from wherever she had mysteriously gone.

One Saturday afternoon, he was puttering around the house, justkeeping busy with the never ending tasks that a person living aloneseems to have. It seemed like any other Saturday in the past year. Little did he know that the fates were brewing events that would changehis life, among others.

The phone rang and he answered it. He was pleasantly surprisedto hear Claire's voice at the other end. "Hi, Tony. It's me."

"Hi, Claire," he said. "Where the hell have you been. I haven'theard from you in a good month!"

"I can't tell you now," she replied. "It's kind of a surprise,but you'll find out sooner or later. Sooner, if you decide to dothe favor I'm going to ask of you."

"Sure," he answered, without hesitation. "Anything you want."

"I seem to be having a little problem with my air conditioning,and I can't get a repairman before Tuesday at the earliest. Theyall seem to be tied up with this terrible heat wave we've been having. I was wondering if you could come over and take a look at it for me. You know how totally helpless I am with mechanical things."

"Sure," he chuckled, "anytime. I'm no refrigeration expert,but if it's something simple I might be able to help. When do youwant me to come over?"

"How about right now, if not sooner?", she shot back.

"Not a problem," he said. "Just let me get my tools togetherand I can be there in about half an hour or so."

"Great, but please hurry," she pleaded. "I'm dying from thissweltering heat. I'll have a vodka and tonic waiting for you. You'regoing to need it in here. That's the only thing that's kept me fromgoing completely insane with this heat."

He had thought she sounded a bit strange, and now he understood. She was probably half blitzed. "I'll be there as fast as I can,"he replied. "Bye."

He hung up the phone, gathered up his tools and drove over toher condo. It was just across town, so he was there in even lesstime than he had estimated. Arriving at the building's front door,he rang the bell. "Yes?", her voice came over the intercom.

"It's me, your white knight. I've come to rescue you from thefire breathing dragon you've got up there," he jokingly responded.

Her voice came back, "Well leave your horse outside, but youmay want to bring your lance with you."

The lock buzzed open and he entered the building. Kind of astrange response, he thought for a few seconds, but then attributedit to a bad joke, and dismissed it as he walked up the stairs to hersecond floor apartment.

When he arrived at her door he knocked, and her muffled voicecame from the other side, "Come in, Tony. It's open."

He let himself in and closed the door behind him. When he turnedaround, he received the surprise of his life on several levels atonce. He was so surprised, in fact, that he actually took a stepbackwards, slamming his back against the door in the process. Heliterally blinked his eyes several times to make sure it wasn't hisimagination paying tricks on him. It wasn't.

Claire stood in the center of the room, but it wasn't the Clairehe had expected to see. It was the former Claire, trim and exceedinglybeautiful in all respects. She looked as good as she had when hefirst met her. "No," he thought, "she looks even better, better thanshe ever has." She had trimmed down to at least her former self,and her muscles looked taught and toned. Her stomach was flat, herwaist was slim, and those breasts, those fabulous breasts, were ashuge and firm as ever. Now that she had lost all that weight, theywere even more prominent than he remembered them.

To top it all off, she was wearing, of all things, a sleevelessbaby doll nightgown. It had a rather modest neckline (if anythingcould be called modest when it was being pushed up and out by thatpair of fantastic knockers), with buttons running down the full lengthof the front, and the hem stopped just an inch or so below her crotch. Running down from there was a pair of shapely legs, their curvesaccentuated by the high heeled satin slippers she was wearing. Although the nightgown wasn't sheer (damn it!), its white cottonmaterial was thin enough to clearly reveal the outlines of all itconcealed, and the fact that she obviously had been perspiring fromthe heat in the apartment made it cling to every curve. He eventhought he could detect the dark shadows of her aureolas through thetop, but he wasn't sure about that.

"H..h..hi," he stammered, unable to hide his absolute shock,and likewise unable to raise his eyes from her body to her face.

She laughed. "Hi, notice anything different?" She twirled aroundin place, causing the nightgown's hem to fly up a bit, exposing aglimpse of her thin, white panties in the process.

"L..l..lots," he said, when he was at last able to gain asemblance of control over his tongue. "What happened to you?", heasked, as he simultaneously felt a familiar stirring in the area ofhis groin.

"I've spent the last month at a health spa, working my ass offto get back into shape. I finally decided to lose that fat broadI'd become. It wasn't easy, but I did it. Thirty straight days ofstrict diet and strenuous exercise. Thirty straight days of absoluteliving hell. I felt like I joined the Marine Corps, and paid forthe privilege of going through boot camp, but it was worth it. Ilost 45 pounds and I feel great! How do I look?"

"You can't feel even half as good as you look," he repliedhonestly. "I still can't believe it. You look good enough to eat." The old, tired line had slipped out of his mouth before he had timeto think.

She laughed again, and blushed slightly. He thought he coulddetect her nipples swell slightly under the thin material of thenightgown. "How about a drink before you get to work?"

"I'll take the drink," he said, "but I think I'd better startlooking at that air conditioner right away while I have it. It seemsto be getting hotter in here every minute."

Claire got Tony his drink, and he went right to work. She tooka seat on the couch on the other side of the room, watching televisionand sipping her own drink. During the course of the next hour anda half or so, they both had several drinks as he worked on the airconditioner and she watched T.V. As he labored at his task, he glancedover at her from time to time, visually drinking in the beautifulsight of her long legs sticking out from under the hem of her nightgownand those rib balloonsholding out the front of it like the top of a two ring circus tent.

Finally, he located the problem, a loose wire, which he easilyreconnected. "I think I got it," he stated confidently.

"Well turn it on and try it," she declared. "I'm dying in here. If this doesn't work, I've decided to rent a hotel room until it'sfixed."

"Well, here goes," he stated. With that, he flipped the switch. After a moment's hesitation, the air conditioner sprang to life,spewing an ever increasingly cold stream of welcome, cool air intothe apartment.

They both cheered loudly. In the spontaneity of the moment,Claire jumped up from the couch, ran over to where he was standing,wrapped her arms around him, pressed the front of her body to his,and gave him a long, tight hug, accompanied by an equally long kisson the mouth. He could feel those warm, flesh pillows of hers crushedagainst his chest as they kissed, and became acutely aware that hisjeans were suddenly becoming tighter in the crotch.

When the kiss ended, she dropped her arms and stepped back fromhim. Looking at him sheepishly, she mumbled, "Sorry, I just got soexcited."

"Me too," he responded, not sure if they were both excited overthe same thing.

"Let's have another drink to celebrate," she said.

"Sounds good to me."

Over the course of the following couple of hours, they sat nextto each other on the couch, close, but not touching, as they sippedseveral more drinks and talked about old times. The whole time, hismind was working on two levels at once. One was paying attentionto their conversation, but another was drinking in the enticing viewshe presented, and deciding whether or not to do something about it.

He had fantasized about having her for so long. Could this be his chance? Should he try to make a move on her now? She didseem to be in an especially friendly and open mood, and the drinksshe had consumed appeared to have loosened her up quite a bit. Shewasn't fall down drunk, but she was on the far side of mellow. Shelooked so damn sexy! Why had she greeted him dressed so provoca-tively? Could it be that she actually wanted him to make a move,or was it only because, as she had said, of the heat in her apartment. He couldn't be sure either way. There were no easy answers.

Finally, he reached a decision. It was going to be now or never. When the conversation reached it's next lull, he spoke: "Claire,there's something I have to say to you, but it's a bit sensitive,and I don't want you to be upset or offended by it. Just sit rightthere and listen while I try to put my feelings into words."

"I've always looked upon you as a close friend, not just a sister-in-law, and I wouldn't want to say or do anything that might damagethat relationship. Our friendship means a lot to me, more than almostanything else in the world. The only thing that was ever moremeaningful to me was my relationships with your sister. Because ofthat, I'm asking that you give me your word that you won't be offendedby anything I am going to say to you now. Just remember that I'msaying them only because I consider you my very close friend. Pleasefeel free to ask me to stop at any time if you want me to. O.K.?"

She looked a bit confused, but nodded her agreement, and askedhim to go on. He continued: "First, I want you to know that I'mextremely proud of what you've accomplished over the last month withwhat I know must have been a very difficult program of diet andexercise. I think you look wonderful. I don't remember you beingthis slim and trim since before your marriage to that jerk ended,and if you want my honest opinion, even though you're older now, Ithink you look even better now than you did then. You're not onlyslim, you look like you're in better shape. Your body is tighterand firmer. You also seem to have more confidence in yourself, andthat gives you a glow that's very appealing.

"I don't know whether you're aware of this or not, although Ithink you may have suspected it from time to time over the years,but in addition to liking you and loving you as a sister-in-law andas a friend, I've always been attracted to you in a physical senseas well. These feelings go way back to the first time I saw you atyour parents' house when I was going out with your sister. I wasreally very impressed with your pretty face and, if I might be sobold as to add, your great body."

"It's a little embarrassing to admit it, but there were manytimes that I had fantasies about you, physical ones, sometimes veryphysical ones, if you know what I mean.

Claire looked a little embarrassed by his comment, but therewas a hint of a smile playing around the corners of her mouth. Hegazed earnestly into her eyes, took a deep breath, and decided togo on. "I thought about asking you to go out with me if your sisterand I ever broke up, and speculated on whether or not you'd say yes. I even imagined what you would look like without your clothes on,not just once but on many occasions."

At this point he paused, trying to judge her reaction to thislast remark. "There was definitely a smile there," he thought, anddecided to press his luck. Nothing ventured, nothing gained, as theysay.

"When I thought about you like that, I'd especially wonder aboutthose great breasts of yours. I'd speculate on how firm they were,whether they'd sit up high on your chest without your bra on, andhow your nipples looked. As a matter of fact, I spent a lot of timewondering what your nipples looked like. I imagined that they hadlarge, moderately dark aureolas, about three inches across, with thenipples themselves being somewhat darker and having a tendency tostand up and stick out like fingertips when you were aroused. AmI close?"

Tony paused briefly and looked at her for a response, but sheremained silent. Well, he thought, she hadn't stopped him, or evenacted shocked at his lewd remarks. This just might work out afterall. He took her hand in his and continued.

"Well, anyway, at times, I even imagined making love with youin just about every way possible, even between your tits. I guessI imagined screwing you between your tits quite a lot, varying theending between my coming in your mouth and shooting it all over yournipples and those big tits and then rubbing it into your skin withmy hands. I also fantasized fucking your pussy and then, just a Iwas about to come, pulling my cock out and coating your face and titswith my warm, sticky load as I jerked my self off, making sure thatevery last drop got out of me and onto you. Then I'd imagine smearingit all over your lips and tits with the head of my cock and my hands."

He noticed that she was beginning to squirm about in her seata bit and squeeze her thighs together. Was this what would take toturn her on, blatantly explicit sex talk? Well, if that's what ittook, that's what he'd give her, but with just the right touch ofsensitivity. Career women in the 90's liked that in a man.

"I always felt you had the potential to be really hot in bed,but needed the right guy, one who was knowledgeable enough about thosethings, sensitive enough to find out what you liked as opposed tojust jumping on you and getting off, and cared enough about you takethe time and the trouble to do so. Someone who could bring you alongslowly. I always was convinced that, if you had someone like that,someone like me I mean, your sexualpotential was almost unlimited. That you could learn to both giveand receive pleasure with the best of them.

"I also never believed for a minute that your ex-husband wasknowledgeable enough, sensitive enough, or caring enough to have asnowball's chance in hell of making sex consistently pleasurable foryou, or of helping you to reach your sexual potential. I seemed tosense that he was too hung up on himself and his own pleasure to takethe time or trouble to make something like this happen. That wasone of the reasons I never thought your marriage to him would last. As a matter of fact, I was surprised it lasted as long as it did. Not that I wanted it to fail, it's just that I was convinced it wasa lost cause. How did I do on that one, was I close?

Claire finally spoke. "He always was kind of selfish in bed. As a matter of fact, I never told this to anyone before, but I neverreached a climax when he and I made love, not with him inside me,anyway. At first, I didn't know what I was missing. You know howyoung I was when we got married. I really didn't have any experience,any frame of reference. Then, after several years, I started readingup on the subject and talking to some female friends about it. That'swhen I realized what I was missing. I tried to talk to him aboutit, but nothing changed."

"Wow! I can hardly believe that in all that time he never madeyou come," Tony commented. "Your sister and I were always prettygood together in that department."

"I know. She told me about it. Sisters tell each othereverything, didn't you know that? You two did some pretty wild thingstogether."

"Yeah, I guess we did. Once I got her to loosen up and overcomethose hangups the nuns had laid on her in parochial school it seemedlike she was willing to try just about anything at least once, andwe almost did. But enough about that. Let's talk about you and me.

"Anyway, that's how I felt about you when I first met you, andfor several years thereafter. When you gained all that weight, itdidn't affect my liking and loving you as a friend at all, but Istopped fantasizing about you in a physical way. It didn't happenall at once. As a matter of fact, I didn't realize it had happenedat all, that's how slowly it occurred. My fantasies just came lessand less often at first, and then not at all. The only time I actuallyrealized they had stopped was when they started again."

"And just when did that happen?," she asked playfully.

"Well, to be perfectly honest with you, it happened just a coupleof hours ago, when I walked in to this apartment and saw you, andlet me tell you, they're even stronger now than they were before,a lot stronger."

They both laughed over that one. "Things seem to be going prettywell," he thought.

"Claire, it's not that I ever consciously tried to fantasizeabout you. The fantasies just seemed to pop into my head, just likethey're doing right now as I speak with you. Sometimes they happenwhen I'm actually with you, and sometimes when I'm alone, sometimeswhen I've seen you recently, and sometimes when I haven't seen youfor a long time. They just materialize from somewhere deep in mybrain without warning.

"For instance, I might be lying in bed alone at night, tryingto go to sleep or watching some T.V. program that I'm not reallyinterested in. As I lay there, consciously thinking about nothingin particular, thoughts of you would creep into my head. At firstit might just be a vision of your pretty face, and that will giveme a warm, cozy feeling.

"It doesn't always stop there, however. Those fairly innocentthoughts seem to take on a mind of their own and escalate, and prettysoon my vision will not only be of your face, but your body as well. As my mental eyes travel over it, I'll start to feel a stirring downin my groin area. To put it more bluntly, my dick will start to gethard. Then your clothes will start to come off. By the time you'recompletely naked, I'm stiff and throbbing. Usually what will happennext is that I'll pop into the picture with you, and then begin tokiss and touch you. We'll both get hotter and hotter and wind upengaging in some form of sex.

"Sometimes, while one of these fantasies is being played in myhead, my hand will unconsciously stray down to my crotch, and I'llbegin touching myself. When this happens, usually I'll just strokeit, giving myself warm and pleasurable feelings to go with the fantasy. Sometimes, however, I'll go all the way, pumping my stiff cock untilI come, shooting my come up in the air so it splashes down all overmy chest and belly, and timing that actual event to coincide withcoming with you in my mind.

"It's amazing how good it feels. Sometimes, solo sex can bealmost as good as sex with a partner, as long as your mind is in theright place. I've always believed that at least half the pleasureone gets from sex comes from the mind anyway, and I guess this justsupports that theory.

"I guess I've totally embarrassed and confused you with thislittle confession of mine. If I have, I'm sorry. That wasn't reallymy intention. I'm really not sure what my intention was, to beperfectly honest with you. I just know that I couldn't keep thesethoughts and feelings to myself any longer. For some reason I justhad to tell you about them."

"I understand," she said. "It's O.K. I'm not offended, really. As a matter of fact, I guess I should take it as a complement."

Mentally he breathed a sigh of relief. "Things are certainlygoing well," he mused. That seemed to be his opening. Time to timeto enter it, and maybe her's as well.

"Well, since you seemed to take that pretty well, I have a bigfavor to ask of you."

"Sure. What is it?"

"How about letting me have a little peek at those great big,beautiful breasts of yours? Come on, just let me see them. I'vebeen imagining how those hooters would look for years now and I can'ttake it anymore. At least unbutton the top of your nightgown a bitfor me, so I can get a good look at your cleavage."

She hesitated a bit, as if deciding what to do, and then slowlyunbuttoned the first three buttons of her top so that it was openalmost to the base of her tits. "How's that?," she asked.

"Well, I really can't see anything. Why don't you unbutton itthe rest of the way, and spread the top open a bit so I can see thatfabulous cleavage?"

After another several seconds of hesitation, Claire undid therest of her buttons and then slowly spread the top open about fourinches. He still couldn't see her nipples, but there certainly wasa lot of chest meat showing.

"Is that better?," she queried.

"Yes, much better," Tony responded enthusiastically. He gazedat her chest longingly for almost a minute before he spoke again. "That's beautiful, but I can't tell what your nipples look like, andI'd love to see them. Please take the top off so I can see yourtitties better from all sides."

This time she didn't move. "Damn," he thought. "Maybe a littlemore coaxing would do it. Some women love to be coaxed."

"Come on, do it for me. Call it a favor for an old friend. Just take it in your hands, pull it open and slide it off, please!"

Claire looked at Tony, and then down at her lap for what seemedlike a very long time. Then she took a deep breath, and then herhands started to move. She grasped the edges of her nightgown top,took another deep breath, and then slowly, excruciatingly slowly,she drew it open and slipped it off her shoulders, revealing hersplendid pair of tits to his hungry eyes. Then she took it the restof the way off and dropped it on the floor next to the couch.

"Wow!," he said. "That's one magnificent set of major mammaries. They're superb, and those nipples are fantastic, just like I imaginedthey'd be, only better. Now that wasn't so bad, was it? They looklike they're beginning to harden a little bit. Rub them for me soI can see them stand up good and hard. Did your sister ever tellyou that hard nipples are one of myfavorite turn-ons?"

"Of course she did. I just told you she told me everything,didn't I?"

"Yes, you did. How silly of me. Then you wouldn't mind massagingyour tremendous tits for me, would you?"

That request engendered another pause. Tony waited, and at lastClaire's hands moved slowly up to her chest and began squeezing herhuge tits. It looked like she was in the process of making bread,kneading some erotic form of dough.

"Now take your nipples between your forefingers and thumbs,"Tony gasped. "Twirl them, pinch them gently and tug them outwardfrom your breasts. Get them good and erect."

She followed his instructions to a "T", and her nipples hardenedand swelled under her touch.

"That's beautiful. Can you lift up your tits towards your mouthand lick and suck your own nipples?"

"I've never done that before," Claire commented shyly.

"Well, I kind of figured you'd never tried it before, but I waswondering if you could let me see you try to do it. I've seen itdone by women in porno movies, but I never saw anyone do it in person. That's probably because I never knew anyone who had big enough breaststo try it well enough to ask them to do it for me. Go ahead, giveit a shot."

She lifted one heavy breast towards her chin, tilted her facedown to it, and gave the nipple a tentative lick. In the now coolair of the room, the coating of saliva made her nipple react almostinstantaneously, crinkling and growing in response. Claire lickedit a few more times and then took it into her mouth and began to suckon it. She seemed to be enjoying herself, or at least enjoying whather little show was doing to Tony, because as she sucked, she raisedher eyes, looked straight into his, and smiled. Then she went tothe other one, and gave it some of the same treatment.

Tony could hardly contain himself. He knew he had to get inon some of this. "I knew you could do it. That's great, and it seemsto be making you nipples harder as well. They must be standing outfrom your aureolas about half an inch.

"I bet if I sucked your nipples they'd stand up even more thanthey are now. Come on, let's give it a shot. I promise I'll begentle. I'll just take your breasts in my hands, like this."

He tenderly grasped the underside of a breast in each hand,weighing them in his palms. "Then I'll just lean forward, and kisseach of them gently." That's exactly what he did.

"Now I'll go back and forth from one to another, sucking on them,playing with them with my tongue, and nibbling them gently. Mmm,that's nice, isn't it?"

He heard Claire breathe sigh deeply and felt her relax, leaningagainst the back of the couch to accept his lovingattentions.

"God," he said, his voice slightly muffled by her chest meat,"they're getting bigger! They're hard as rocks and they must bestanding out from your aureolas almost an inch now! They're great! I love them. Doesn't that feel nice? Do you like the way it feels?"

"Yes," she sighed. "It feels very, very good. You have a nicetouch."

"It feels great to me too. It's fantastic! Is this making youhot? Are you getting turned on?"

"I guess it is."

"You guess it is? I can tell this is getting to you by the wayyour breathing is getting faster, deeper and more ragged. I knowsure as hell that I'm getting as hot as hell. My dick is a hard asa baseball bat.

"Is the crotch of your panties getting wet now? I'll bet itis. Let me see. I'll just reach down and check."

Tony moved one hand to her knees, but found that they were pressedclosely together, thwarting his efforts. "Relax your legs and letme slip my hand between them. Just let them relax and spread themwider."

Claire sighed again and let her knees fall apart. Tony promptlydropped his hand between them. "Now I'll just slide my hand up andfind out wet your panties are."

He moved his hand up to her silk covered love nest. "They'resoaked! Your love juices must be really gushing, and even throughthis cloth I can feel that your pussy lips are swollen and pouting,peeling open like the petals of a flower. I'll just rub them gentlythrough your panties for a while, and up here by your clitty, too."

As that hand caressed her between her legs, her breasts weretended by his other hand and his mouth.

After a while, he lifted his head from her chest and spoke. "There, doesn't that feel nice?"

She was silent, but her demeanor betrayed her sentiments on thematter. Her head lay limply back against the couch, her eyes werelightly closed, and her lips were slightly parted.

"Let's get rid of these panties. They're just getting in bothour ways. I'll just reach up, like this, grasp the waistband andslip them down. Just lift yourself up a bit so I can get them downover your behind."

Claire didn't move. When he tugged again to give her the hint,she opened her eyes, lifted her head, and quietly murmured: "I'mnot sure we should be doing this. You're my brother-in-law, andbesides, I am engaged. Maybe we should stop."

He almost couldn't believe his ears. He thought things had beengoing almost perfectly up until now. What should he do? Should hesimple accede to her request, or should he try a different approach? With all this stuff about "acquaintance rape" going around, how farshould he push it before some tight-ass judge would think he hadcrossed the line? Fuck it, he decided. He'd try a stronger approach. If that didn't work, well, he didn't want to think about thatpossibility just yet.

"What the hell are you talking about?", he said in his best sternvoice. "Here I am trying to give you love and pleasure, and all ofa sudden you try to play virgin with me? We know each other too longfor that shit! I like you a lot, a whole lot. Maybe I even loveyou as much more than a friend. To be perfectly honest with you,I'm not really sure yet on that part. One thing I am sure of is thatI want you. If you want me too, that's great, because I think wecould be fantastic together. If you don't, then I guess we can goon being just friends. But if you want to play games, go find somebodyelse. Now I'll give you one more chance. Lift your ass up or simplytell me to stop, and I will."

She looked away from him, paused, and then lifted her butt offthe couch. "Great," he thought, "it worked. It seems like she likesto take direction. Dirty talk and a stern approach, an interestingcombination. I'll have to remember that. It may come in handy."

Wasting no time, he slid her white panties down her legs, overher feet and off. She was now completely naked, except for thosehigh heeled slippers.

"Good, that was easy now, wasn't it?" Tony looked at her pantieslying there in his hand. Then he held her them up to his face andinhaled their aroma deeply. "They certainly are pretty, and theysmell nice too. They smell like...sex, sweet and musky at the sametime. I love that smell. It reminds me of...pleasure."

He casually tossed them aside, and returned his hand to the insideof her thigh. "Now I'll just slip my hand up between your thighsagain and see what I can find there. Come on now, relax your legsand let them fall open again for me. Wider, yes, that's more likeit. Now I'll just let my hand continue up these smooth thighs ofyours like this until it finds something more interesting."

His hand climbed slowly upward until it reached her twat. "Well,what have we here? It feels like a warm, furry little animal, a verywet, warm, furry little animal. I wonder what kind of animal it is. I think I'll just pet it until I can figure it out. It certainlyis soft and warm. It feels very nice. What's this, a little bumpon its head? It must have bunked its head. I guess I should rubthis little bump to make it feel better."

He skinned back the hood covering her clit, and began to expertlymanipulate the sensitive little organ. Claire began to slowly twistand squirm. "There, does that feel better? Yes? I thought it would. Why are you squirming around so much while I rub the bump on the littleanimal's head? Tell me."

"It feels nice," she said in a meek little voice.

Tony's fingers moved lower, down her cunt lips to her hole. "Now what's this? It seems like its mouth. I think I'll slip myfinger between its lips and see what happens. Do you think it'llbite me? No? I don't think so either. It seems to be prettyfriendly."

He slipped a finger inside her. "There, I've got my finger inhalfway. Now I'm sure it isn't going to bite me. Do you know whyI'm sure? Because it doesn't have any teeth! All it has is gums;warm, soft, wet gums.

"I think I'll slide my finger in the rest of the way, and moveit in and out like this. It seems to like that, and so do you, don'tyou. You keep moving around while I do it, and yourbreathing is getting faster and more irregular."

That was in fact the case. Her eyes were half closed now aswell. "Wait a minute," he said, "I think I know what kind of animalthis cute little thing is. It's a pussy! It's your furry littlepussy, and I'll bet you knew it all along, didn't you? You were juststringing me along, weren't you? You were just stringing me along,making me think you didn't know what it was either, just so I wouldkeep touching it, and moving my finger in and out, like this, right? Come on now, admit it. Tell me you knew all along. Say, 'I knewall along that it was my pussy, but it felt so nice, I just wantedyou to keep touching it.' Come on, say it."

She repeated his words, and he went on. "Now, if you want meto keep touching it, you're going to have to ask me nicely. Say,'Please, Tony, touch my twat.' Say, 'Please rub my clit. Please,stick your finger all the way up my hot hole and move it in and out.' Say, 'Please finger fuck my pussy.' Come on, say it for me.

In almost a whisper, Claire repeated his words exactly.

"That's good," he commented approvingly. "Now tell me how muchyou like it. Tell me how much you like how it when I touch your pussy,tell me how it good feels."

Her voice quivered as she said, "I like it. I like it a lot. Please don't stop touching me like that. It feels so very good."

"Good," he responded. "Now kiss me."

He moved his face to hers and they kissed long and hard, theirwet tongues entwining.

"Your pussy feels so nice, I just have to see how it looks. You just sit right here on the couch and I'll kneel down on the floorin front of you so I can get a better viewing angle."

Tony moved to the floor in front of her and knelt between herlegs. "Now open your legs...wider. Open them as wide as you can."

She spread her legs wide apart for him, opening herself up forhis inspection. "O.K. My, that is a pretty one. Lean back so Ican see it more clearly, and slide your cute little ass forward sothat it's just hanging over the front edge of the couch. That'sbetter. It's such a beautiful little pussy. I think I'll put myface up real close to it so I can see it even better. Nice, verynice. Can I touch it some more?"

Claire silently nodded her head. "Yes? Good. I'll just usemy fingertips to gently grasp your pussy lips and spread them openso I can see up inside you, like this. It looks nice and pink andwet in there, and look how nice your clit stands up straight and tallwhen I spread open your pussy lips a little further."

She certainly did have a pretty twat. The lips were very tight,and it was a bright pink inside, contrasting nicely with her darkpubic fur. When he spread open her pussy lips, her clit stood upstraight. It was bigger than most he had seen, maybe the biggestever. It seemed to be nearly an inch long, and it looked almost likea little cock. "I think I'll slip a finger in there and move it in and out abit like before. Well, that went in nice and easy, and all the way,too. Maybe I'll try to put another finger in alongside the first. Mmm...that's a little tighter, but it seems to be working its wayin alright. How does that feel, good?"

"Mmm," she sighed.

"I thought it would. Now that I have two fingers all the wayup you, do you want me to try a third? Don't worry, I'll be gentle. Come on, let me try it."

Claire nodded her head, and Tony began trying to work a thirdfinger into her twat alongside the first two. He moved his free handback up to her chest to massage her tits and occasionally pull andtug on her extremely hard nipples. "It's getting really tight now,but I'm sure we can do it. Just tilt up your hips a bit. Lift yourlegs up and spread them open a little wider."

She lifted her legs as high as she could and spread themobscenely. "There it goes, working its way in. It's almost in allthe way. Good, we did it. Now I'll just slide them in and out ofyour hole in long, slow strokes like this. Nice, eh?"

The only thing he cold get out of her in the way of a responsewas a series of breathless grunts. "Somewhat unfeminine," he thoughtamusedly. "I wonder what her employees would think if they couldsee their high class executive now. I should have brought a videocamera. Oh, well, maybe some other time."

Claire was now humping her hips up at his hand. "The way you'removing your hips it seems like you want me to go deeper. Do you? O.K., I'll try but I'm pushing them in all the way now, as far asI can on the in-strokes."

He pushed a bit more forcefully. "There, I think we're gettingthem to go in a little deeper now. Still not enough? You still wantmore? Well, let's just add something else to the mix, so to speak. How about if I kiss, lick and suck your pussy lips and clit whileI continue to work my three fingers in and out of your twat?"

Tony leaned forward and planted a big, wet kiss right squareon her pussy lips. Then he slipped his tongue between them and lickedher up and down in long, slow strokes. Her juices were flowingcopiously, and they quickly coated his face with a sheen.

After several minutes, he pulled his head back a few inches. "Do you like that? Do you want more?"

She nodded again.

He replaced his lips on her clit with the thumb of the hand whosefingers were fucking her hole. Meanwhile, his lips and tongue wanderedfurther south, below her pussy hole, licking and sucking as they went.

"Mmm...it's nice down here too. I'll bet your perenium is verysensitive. I think I'll lick it and find out."

As soon as the tip of his tongue touched that tactile strip ofskin between her cunt and her asshole, she literally jumped withpleasure. "Yep, I was right, very responsive. You really startedto twitch when I started to lick your perenium. I think I'll do itsome more," and that's just what he did.

After another minute or two, he let his tongue start to driftback further, into the cleft of her ass. When it reached her asshole,he swirled it around the edges of that puckered orifice several timesin quick succession. In response, Claire jumped and twitched evenmore.

"I guess you like that too. Let's see if you like this." Withthat, he stiffened his tongue, pointed it, and began pressing it intoher tight asshole. At first he just used shallow pushes, but as herrectal muscles loosened, he gradually pushed it in deeper and deeper,until it was stabbing up her rectum as far as it could possibly reach. Claire twisted, writhed and humped her hips up at his face and handslike she was having an attack of some sort. She was going out ofcontrol with lust.

When Tony finally raised his head, he said, "Did you like that? I know it felt different, but did you like it? It certainly seemedlike you did. Tell me."

"It was wonderful," Claire said breathlessly. "Please do itsome more. I think I need more of that."

"Has anybody ever done that for you before?", he asked.

"No, never," she responded through clenched teeth. "Nobody hasever even touched me back there. Now do it some more, please."

"What with my slamming three fingers in and out of your twat,and rubbing your clit with my thumb, and tongue-fucking your assholeall at the same time, it's no wonder it felt so good. But now thatI've loosened up and lubricated your asshole with my tongue, I thinkwe'll go a little further."

With that, he moved the hand that had been working over herbreasts down between her legs. He placed the tip of his forefingerat the entrance to her ass, and pressed gently but firmly inward. Again her rectal muscles resisted at first, but only momentarily,and then Tony's finger popped inside her dark, nether hole. He heldit still for a bit to let her get used to the novel intrusion, andthen began to slide it in and out.

When he felt her begin to respond, he worked a second fingerin alongside it. It was sure a tight fit, but before too long hehad both fingers stuffed up her asshole, and working their way inand out. He returned his mouth to her clit and began to suck herthere again as his three fingers continued to slip in and out of hercunt.

She was totally out of control with lust now. Her senses werebeing bombarded with pleasure on all sides. She was twisting aroundso much that Tony was having a hard time maintaining contact withthe various parts of her body, not to mention keeping all his movementscoordinated. Finger-fucking her cunt with one hand, and her ass withthe other, while he sucked on her clit, all at the same time, wasn'teasy, but Tony was good at this sex game, and was doing an admirablejob under the circumstances.

"It won't be long now," he thought. Almost immediately, herwhole body tensed in one, big spasm. Her head and shoulders wereflung back and her hips arched forward, lifting her entire torso offthe couch. Loud moans escaped her lips, followed immediately by anunearthly scream of passion. Claire's head twisted from side to side,snapping back and forth uncontrollably as she continued to come withtremendous force. All Tony could do was hold on for the ride andwait out the storm. He had never seen anyone come so hard and solong. "That one must have been building up for a long time," he mused. It was such a hot scene that it almost made him shoot his load justto witness it, but he strained and held it back. He was saving thatfor later.

At last, he felt her body start to relax and collapse back downonto the couch. Other than an occasional twitch and the belaboredheaving of her chest, she lay absolutely still and silent for a longtime.

Finally, she opened her eyes, looked down at him, and spoke: "That was absolutely wonderful! I've never felt that way before inmy entire life. It was fantastic. Thank you. Now I really knowwhat my sister meant when she used to tell me how good you were inbed. You aren't good, you're great! I thought I was going to die,but I didn't care. It would have been worth it."

"Glad to be of service to a friend in need," he said, kiddingly.

"I guess you need to be taken care of too," she added. "Afterwhat you just did for me, I'll do anything for you, anything at all. Just let me catch my breath. I'm still kind of dizzy."

"Anything at all?", he thought. "Well, we'll soon see aboutthat. It would be nice." Tony sat down on the couch, had a welldeserved slug of his drink, and waited for Claire to recover.

As he waited, he spoke to her. "Of course I'll wait. I'm certainlynot going anywhere soon. I feel like I have a pogo stick growingin my pants. You really did come like gangbusters! I was worriedyou were going to blow the top of your head off with that one. Theway you were moaning and groaning, I wouldn't be surprised if thecops show up in a few minutes looking for a murder victim. That wasa really intense experience. I know, you're still dizzy anddisoriented. Just lie there for a few minutes while you catch yourbreath. You'll recover. Very few people actually die from acutesexual pleasure."

After about five or ten minutes, she sat up and turned to him. She still looked a bit woozy, so he spoke first. "Feel better now?"

"I think so."

"Good. I'll just sit next to you for a little while longer andgently stroke your big, beautiful breasts and soft, flat belly whileyou come down. I guess I was right about your sexual potential withthe right man."

He moved closer to her and started rubbing her huge breasts. In a short time, her nipples began to stiffen again.

"Well, it looks like you're recovering nicely. I think I'llsuck on those mondo nipples of yours for a while as I gently rub yourpretty pussy."

Just before he crammed his mouth full of tit, he added, "I'vebeen dreaming about us getting together like this for years, and nowthat it's finally happened we're going to make the most of it. Westill have lots of time to make up for and lots more 'things' to doto each other before this little encounter is over."

A bit later, Tony suggested that they might be a bit morecomfortable in the bedroom. Claire agreed. They rose from the couchand walked into her bedroom with an arm around each other. When theyarrived he told her to lie down on the bed on her back. She readilycomplied and, as she did, he put a pillow under her head. "That'sto tilt your head up at the right angle for what I want to do to younext," he explained.

He stood next to the bed and undressed. She watched him closelythe whole time, especially when he got down to his underpants. Knowingthat she was waiting for that, he had purposely left those for last. He paused for a second and then pulled them down and off, freeinghis semi-erect cock. When it was fully erect, and it was, it measureda little over eight inches. Although it was on the slim side, ithad a prominent ridge around the lower edge of the head and somewhatpronounced veins running down the sides. The ridge and veins seemedto impart more friction to his partner when he was screwing them,thereby increasing their pleasure, and the slim diameter made it bettersuited for ass fucking, an activity which he wished more women wouldbe willing to participate in.

Claire smiled. "I guess my sister wasn't lying about that either. It's beautiful."

"Thanks," Tony replied. "It serves its purpose pretty well,and I've grown rather attached to it over the years. Now let's seewhat interesting uses we can put it to." He climbed onto the bedand straddled her chest.

"What do you want me to do?", she inquired.

"Well, for now, I just want you to lie there lookingstraight at me with your head tilted up like that. I'll do the rest." He grasped his prick and began to rub it on her nipples and all overher face, especially on her luscious lips.

"Mmm, that feels good," he remarked, continuing to rub his cockaround on her face until it had reached it started to throb.

"Open your mouth and let me slip it inside." Claire parted herlips and he popped his meat into her warm, toothed cavity.

"Mmm, that's nice. I think I'll fuck your face for a while. Wrap your lips tightly around the shaft of my cock and suck me. Mmm,that feels really great."

As Claire enthusiastically sucked on Tony's dick, he thrust itin and out of her mouth. Deeper and deeper it went, until the headwas bumping against the back of her throat with each stroke.

A couple of minutes of this was all he could take. "Hold it,"he said, interrupting her slurping by pulling his meat out of hermouth and moving back several inches. "I don't really want to stopyou, but if I don't I'll come too soon, and there's something I justhave to do first. I'll just lay my cock in here between your big,heavy tits like this. Now use your hands to press them togetheragainst the shaft of my cock, making a warm, soft valley."

He began to stroke his dick back and forth in the canyon betweenher mountainous mammaries, fucking her tits while he tweaked herswollen nipples with his fingertips.

After a while, he slid forward more towards her face and continuedhumping. At the end of each stroke, the tip of his cock was nowbumping against her lips. She got the hint and opened her mouth. Now, at the high end of each stroke, the head of his pulsating prickpressed between her moist lips. Each time it did, she sucked hardand swirled her tongue around the ridge at the base if its head. Every time she did that, she elicited a long, low moan from Tony. The speed of his strokes began to increase.

"Yes, that's the idea. You can't believe how super this feels. Let me take over squeezing your tits together. I have something betterfor your hands to do. Stick the fingers of your left hand in my mouthso I can get them good and slippery with my saliva. Then put yourboth hands around behind me."

When she had her hands in this position, he continued. "Nowsqueeze my ass cheeks with your right hand, and rub my asshole withthe forefinger of your left."

An electric jolt of pleasure shot through him as she did, causinghim to jump and momentarily lose his rhythm, but he recovered nicely.

"Good. Now start pumping your forefinger into my asshole bitby bit. Do it in time with my cock strokes. That's the ticket, you'vegot it. Keep pressing it in a little deeper with each stroke."

In a short time, she was pushing the full length of her fingerup his ass. At the other end of the action, she kept sucking on thehead of his boner while he fucked her tits.

"God, that feels really super. Do it faster and harder, suckharder too. I'm going to come any second now! I'm going to blowmy nuts down your throat. When I start to come, swallow my load. Make sure you keep sucking the come out of me until you're sure there'sno more left.

"Oh, shit! Here it comes! Suck me! Ungh...suck harder! Keepswallowing and sucking!"

Tony blew a long series of come shots into Claire's sucking mouth,and she gulped them down as fast as she could. When they subsided,he pulled his softening cock out of her mouth, leaned forward, andgave her a long, sensuous tongue kiss.

When he broke off the kiss, he spoke. "Wow! That was reallygreat! Your mouth tastes like me and I bet mine tastes like you. With all the protein I shot down your throat you probably blew yourdiet for the day. I guess you'll have to skip your next meal to makeup for it."

He slid off her and lay on his back, gasping for air as herecuperated.

"Do you want to know something?", she asked in a small voice.

"Sure, tell me."

"That's not the first time I ever had a penis in my mouth, butit is the first time I ever swallowed a man's come. It was a littlesalty, but I liked it. I liked the taste, and I liked the warm andcreamy sensation of it sliding down my throat. I even came when youstarted to shoot, not as big a climax as before, obviously, but still,I did come."

"I thought you had, and I didn't think you were a complete noviceat cock sucking either. You were too good at it for that. I havean idea. While I catch my breath, why don't you slide down, suckmy cock some more, and gently play with my balls to help me get readyfor the next round? Do it gently, though, I'm still a bit sensitive."

Claire moved her head below his waist. She began caressing hisballs and giving his now shrunken cock the benefits of her talentedtongue and lips. After a couple of minutes, his sleeping snake beganto slowly respond, gradually increasing in size and giving anoccasional twitch.

"Vary what you are doing down there. Lick my balls for a while,then take them in your mouth and gently suck on them, then put myprick in your mouth and suck on it for a while as you play with myballs, perenium and asshole. Mmm, that's really nice. Keep varyingyour motions. Good."

As she worked on him, his dick continued its return journey toits former size.

"Keep up the good work. Shift yourself around so I can playwith your pussy and asshole while you do me. Kneel over me with yourcrotch directly over my face."

When she had placed herself in the classic "69" position, hestarted to lick the full length of her crotch crack, from clitoristo asshole. Her love juice overflowed from her hole like a fountain,and he hungrily lapped up that sweet nectar as fast as he could. Bringing his hands into play as well, he wet them in her personalelixir and then slipped a finger up her ass and diddled her clit withanother.

In a short time, they were both as hot as a summer's day inPhoenix. "O.K.," he interrupted. "We'd better stop before we come. There's still a couple of more places I'd like to stick my dick beforewe're finished."

"What do I mean by a couple of more places?" she asked.

"You'll see. Just trust me. I haven't led you wrong up to thispoint, have I?"

"No, not so far."

"Then stop asking silly questions and just place yourself inmy expert hands. Someone has to be in control in a relationship,and in this relationship, it's me. Do what I say and I'll take careof you. I wouldn't steer you wrong, would I?"

"No, I don't think so. O.K., you're in charge. It'll be kindof nice to let someone else make all the decisions for a change. At work I always have so much pressure on me in that regard. It seemslike all the decisions and responsibility rest on my shoulders. Whatdo you want me to do?"

"Well, when you're with me, I'll take all the responsibilityand make all the decisions. Your shoulders have a big enough jobjust holding up those two sweater balloons you carry around. Nowroll over onto your back."

Claire obediently tumbled off him and lay flat on the bed. "Nowbend your legs at the knee," he directed, "and lift them as high asyou can. Try to touch the outside of your shoulders with them. Putyour hands behind your knees if you have to, and spread them apartas wide as possible."

Tony knelt up on the bed between her raised and splayed legs. In that position, and from his angle, Claire looked totally obscene,like something out of a hardcore porno magazine. He thought she lookedgreat. Spread open and utterly vulnerable, it turned him on to seeher like that.

He took a firm grip on the base of his stiff cock and rubbedthe head up and down between her pussy lips and over her clit. Everyso often he popped the head into her cunt hole and gave it a fewstrokes. After repeating the procedure several times, Claire beganto moan softly and move her hips. "Do you like that? I thought youwould."

He laid the shaft down flat between her pussy lips and strokedit back and forth, rubbing her entire crotch, from clit to asshole,simultaneously. Tony kept varying his movements like that, mixingthem up so she won't know which kind of stimulation is coming next.

"Well, Claire, it looks like this is really getting to you. You look like you're getting ready to come again. You are going tocome again, aren't you?"

She nodded. Her eyes were closed and she was definitely gettingthere soon.

"I thought so. I think if I just make these strokes a littleharder... and a little deeper... it will push you over the top. Comeon, blow your cookies for me. Let me see you come. Go for it... Come on, come for me. You're almost there, I can tell. Come on,that's it!"

The dam of sexual tension in her gut burst, and the copiousfloodwaters of pleasure rushed out. She actually thought she feltthe room start to spin, while behind her eyelids, electrical sparksof bliss flashed brilliantly. Tony held still, maintaining the contactbetween his dick and her crotch until she was finished coming. Hehadn't come himself, but he was intentionally saving that for later.

Tony moved away from her. As he did, her legs fell flat ontothe bed, but were remained splayed apart. "That was nice, wasn'tit?", he asked rhetorically."

He took her hand in his and placed it on her sodden crotch. "I have to get up for a minute, but I'll be right back," he said ashe arose from the bed. "I want you to play with yourself while youwait for me."

"Where are you going?," she asked groggily.

"There you go with all those silly questions again. I have togo and look for something, but as soon as I find it, I'll be rightback. Just lie there and play with your pussy to keep it ready forme and I'll be back in a minute or two."

He walked directly to her nightstand and opened the top drawer. "Aha," he exclaimed. "There thy are, right where I thought they'dbe."

Claire turned her head towards him to see what he was talkingabout and saw him reach into the drawer and pull out a latex dildoand a tube of lubricant. She blushed. Her little secret had beendiscovered.

The dildo was one of those battery powered ones with a builtin vibrator. It was about six inches long and shaped like a realcock. It was somewhat slimmer than his own cock. Tony walked backto the bed carrying it and the lubricant.

"I knew that a highly sexed, divorced woman such as yourselfhad to have one of these lying around. I just looked in the mostlogical place for you to keep it, and there it was!" He turned thedildo on to check the batteries and it sprang to life. He turnedit off, set it and the tube of lubricant down on the mattress andclimbed back onto the bed.

"What are you going to do with that?," she asked. "I don't needit right now, I've got you."

"Let me be the judge of that. We'll put it to good use a littlelater, I promise. It will be a surprise. I'm glad you followed myinstructions and kept playing with your pussy while I was gone. Youlook so hot lying there with your fingers in your twat. O.K., it'stime to go to work again. Roll over onto your belly."

Claire took her hand out of her crotch and did as he asked.

"Now keep your head down and kneel up with your knees aboutshoulder width apart, raising your ass in the air... That's it, good." Tony knelt up right behind her.

"Let me see, is your pussy still good and wet?" He felt hertwat with the fingers of one hand. "Yes, it sure is! It's nice andwet, and open, just like I want it."

He rubbed the head of his dick up and down in her crack severaltimes, and then started feeding it into her honeypot, a bit at a time. Deeper and deeper it went, until it was all the way in. Then hestarted fucking her with long slow strokes, enjoying every nuanceof feeling he was receiving from her tight twat.

"Use the fingers of your left hand to play with your clit whileI'm fucking you," he instructed. Let me spread the cheeks of yourass apart, like this, so I can watch my cock sliding in and out ofyour pussy. That looks so nice. Your cute, puckered rosebud of anasshole looks nice too, and so inviting. I think I'll touch it."

He rubbed a fingertip all around the edges of her butt hole,causing her to wiggle her hips sensuously. "It seems a little dry,so I'll just take some of this lubricant I brought with me... squeezea big gob of it on my fingers... and rub it all over the outer rimof your asshole.

"Now I'll push some inside with one of my fingers. Well, thatwent in nice and easy... I think I'll try two fingers. I'll justwork them in gently like this and... there, both are all the way in. Now I'll just continue to fuck your twat with my prick while I fingerfuck your asshole. You keep working on your clit."

He worked her over like that for several minutes. Her tight,back passage gradually loosened until the full length of his twofingers were sliding out of it more easily. It was still very tight,but he decided it was time to go on to the next step.

"Well, it's time for you to get the surprise I told you aboutbefore," he said. Removing his fingers from her as, he picked upthe dildo, lubricated it, turned it on, and began rubbing the outsideof her asshole with it in slow littlecircles. She moaned at the sensation and wiggled her ass.

"You really like that, don't you. I can tell by the way you'retwitching and squirming around. My, your asshole seems to be relaxingand loosening up nicely. Let's see how much of this thing we canget stuffed in there. I'll just work it in slowly, a little at atime."

He kept pressing the dildo inward while he fucked her pussy untilit was completely buried in her butt. Tony could feel its vibrationson his shaft through the thin membrane separating her two holes.

"There, it's in all the way. How does it feel to get fuckedin both holes at once? Do you like it? Another first Ipresume?"

Breathing more rapidly now, she managed to get out a barelyintelligible "Yes," wrapped by a long moan.

"I like it a lot too. I can feel the vibrations of the dildoagainst my cock in your other hole," he said. Within a minute orso, he was sure he couldn't take much more of these sensations withoutblasting his load, and there was still one place he wanted to go thathe hadn't yet been to. "Just let me slip my cock out of your pussyfor a second. Don't worry, you'll get it back soon."

In what seemed like one, swift motion, Tony pulled his throbbingrod out of her cunt and the dildo out of her asshole. Then he quicklystuck the dildo into her pussy, smeared a huge gob of the lubricanton his own prick, and placed its head against the entrance to herass. He pressed his hips forward. Her rectal muscles resisted thelarger intruder, but not for long. Within a few seconds, hispersistent pressure won out, and the head of his dick popped insideher back door. They both moaned, Claire from a combination of pleasureand pain and Tony from the pure pleasure with which the tightnessof her hot back passage gripped his cock head.

For a brief second or two she tried to pull away from him toescape from his rude invasion of her bowels, but he held her fast,knowing that in little while, her rectal muscles would loosen up andbecome accustomed to the intruder, and then she would begin to enjoyit. Once the head was in, as they say, the rest was easy. Whilehe waited, he held perfectly still, not wanting to cause her anyunnecessary discomfort.

Sure enough, as the seconds ticked by, he felt her bum hole beginto stretch and relax. When it had slackened sufficiently, he beganto move his cock in and out of her butt. He used very slow, shortstrokes at first, to accustom her to the new feelings she was receivingand allow her sphincter muscles to loosen further.

Finally, it was in all the way to the balls. "It feels so warmand tight in there," he moaned.

He began to alternate his strokes, his cock into her ass, andthe dildo out of her twat, the dildo in, and his cock out. Gradually,he got the rhythm and increased his speed. He was breathing hardand fast now, but no harder or faster than she was. It was obviousthat Claire had gotten over her initial reluctance was now as turnedon by this double pronged intrusion as he was. She grunted and moanedwith each penetrating stroke, and her body writhed beneath him. Theywere both getting close to the edge.

He somehow managed to speak to her between the short, fast breathshe was taking. "I don't know if... you can hear me... the way you'remoaning... and thrashing about,... but this feels... really great! I don't even... have to ask you... how it feels... to you.

"Are you getting... ready to come again?... I'll take thatgrunt... for a yes. Me too... and soon. I can feel... the pressure...building up... in my balls. I think... we're going to come...together! When we do,... I'm going... to shove... this dildo... intoyour... twat... and my dick... up your ass... at the... same...time,... as far... as I... can.

"Mmm...mmm...! Oh, shit! Here it comes! Oh shit! Wow! Mmm...mmm......MMM!"

Tony blasted spurt after powerful spurt of hot come deep intoher bowels. The first shot triggered Claire's orgasm, and she beganto come as well. She arched her ass up to allow his cock to penetrateher more deeply, and he pushed forward to accommodate her as besthe could. Half way through their explosive event, they lost theirbalance. She fell forward onto her stomach and he fell on top ofher, but he managed to keep his spitting dick buried deeply in herbutt.

As their climaxes subsided, he was surprised to hear her chucklesoftly to herself. "What's so damn funny?," he asked. "That's thefirst time I ever made a woman laugh by poking her up the ass. Whatgives?"

"I wasn't laughing at you," she said, still chuckling. I wasjust thinking that there went the last vestige of my virginity thatI'd managed to hold on to all these years."

"Well, I guess that's a feather in my hat. It's been quite sometime since I busted a cherry." He joined her in laughter and wenton. "But the important part is, did you like it? Did it feel goodto you? That's what counts."

"Yes,", she responded. "It was great. It did hurt a littleat first, but when I got used to having something that big up there,and let myself relax, I really got into it. I think I'd like to tryit again some time."

"That's good. I'm glad I was able to help you enjoy yourself. Damn, though! That was one hell of a climax! I'm sorry I collapsedon top of you like that, but I felt like I was shooting my guts intoyou, and your asshole was clamped down on my dick so hard it almosthurt, but it was a good hurt, pleasurable, very. I think I almostpassed out. As a matter of fact, I think you did pass out for a fewseconds. Let's just lie here for a minute or so while my cock softensand we get some air in our lungs."

They lay together without moving for several long minutes. Hecould feel his cock shrinking and slowly slipping out of her ass. It continued to do so until only the head was still inside, held thereby the pressure of her sphincter muscle.

"Tony?" she murmured.

"Yes?"

"Could you please get off me. You're getting kind ofheavy."

"Sure," he answered. He slipped his cock the rest of the wayout of her ass and rolled over onto his back on the mattress. "Sorryabout that. Sometimes, when I'm totally relaxed, like I am now, Iget to be dead weight."

"I know," she said. "My sister used to tell me about that too. I didn't totally believe her. I didn't understand how someone whoalways looked so slim and trim could feel like he weighed 300 pounds,but I believe her now."

They both had a good laugh over that. When their laughter ceased,they rested. Then Tony spoke: "Well, now that we've had time torecuperate, how did you like our little adventure?"

"Well, in a nut shell, it was the best sex I ever had," she saidearnestly, "but..." Her voice trailed off, leaving the rest of hersentence unfinished.

"It was damn near the best I've ever had, too," he remarked. "But what did you mean by that 'but'?"

"I guess I'm starting to feel a little guilty about what we did,"she said in a low voice. "I'm not sure if we were right to do this. You are my brother-in-law, and I am supposed to be getting marriedto Bill in less than three months. Although he and I haven't exactlybeen celibate, we've never done anything like what you and I did today. I do love him, but I'm not even sure I'd ever want to do the thingswith him that we did. And what if he finds out? It will be all overbetween us, and I don't want that to happen."

Tony knew that they were at a turning point. If he ever wantedto get into Claire's pants again, and he certainly did, he had totry to convince her that there was nothing wrong with what happenedbetween them. If he succeeded, he was sure he could expand theirsexual relationship even further, if he didn't, that would certainlybe the end of it.

He took a few seconds to compose his thoughts, and then spokein his most earnest voice. "Now don't you go starting to feelremorseful about what we did. Anything that felt that good couldn'tbe bad, not in the least.

"Yes, he probably would feel hurt if he knew about it, and he'dprobably break off your engagement. But just who is going to tellhim? I'm certainly not, and if you don't either, there's no way hecan ever know about it. What he doesn't know won't hurt him. It'ssomething strictly between us, and none of his or anybody else'sbusiness as far as I'm concerned."

"Well, maybe you're right, but I don't think we should letsomething like this ever happen again."

"Just hold it right there. Why in the world shouldn't we doit again? The way we interacted just now makes it clear to me thatour bodies were just made for each other. There's a extraordinaryphysical synergy between us that we'd be stupid to try and ignore. It's been simmering beneath the surface for years. All that happenedtoday was that it finally broke out into the light. What wouldn'tbe right is for us to make believe it didn't exist.

"We obviously have a very special kind of relationship that wasmeant to be. It has nothing to do with your relationship with Bill. It's on a different plane, all by itself."

She interrupted: "I don't see how it isn't related. How canI do something like this with you and not have it effect myrelationship with him? How can I even let this happen one time, letalone say we'll do it again, and still say that I love Bill? Itdoesn't make sense to me."

"I'll tell you how. There are different kinds of love in thisworld. Do you know how you can love a brother or sister with allyour heart and still fall in love in a romantic sense? That doesn'taffect your relationship with your sibling, does it? Of course not. Well, we really have a similar kind of thing here. You love Billin a romantic sense, but our relationship is a different kind of love. It's more on a physical plane, but not totally.

"There's some kind of affinity between our souls that causedthis to happen, and made it so singularly good for both of us. I'mnot sure I totally understand it either. All I know is, I'm positiveit was meant to happen, and we'd be wrong to try and ignore that fact.

"I also know by the way you reacted today, that you need someoneto take control of part of your life, to help you release the tensionthat builds up from your job and other responsibilities. You needto just let yourself go and temporarily place all the decision makingresponsibility in someone else's hands. The problem is, however,that it needs to be someone you trust implicitly, because to makesomething like that work, once you turn over that control, it hasto be without restriction and you can't take it back.

"I have nothing against Bill, but he's just not that kind ofguy. It's obvious that when you and he are together, you're the onein control, and you both seem to want to keep it that way. I, onthe other hand, am perfectly willing and capable of playing thedominant role in a relationship with you. I think I proved that heretoday. Also, I think you know that you can have absolute trust inme."

Tony paused and looked at Claire, waiting for a comment or anobjection. None came. She was completely silent. He needed somekind of sign from her to know how to proceed further.

"I guess you're thinking about everything I said. Well, that'sgood, but I need a decision from you. Are you willing to continueour relationship indefinitely under the conditions I've described?"

Her silence continued, so he took one more shot. "If you agree,you don't have to say anything, just put your hand in mine. If youdo that, I'll know you agree. If you don't, I'll know that whathappened between us here today was a very enjoyable, one timehappening, and that will be the end of it."

He looked away from her, held his hand out, and waited. Clairedidn't move or say anything for about thirty seconds, but to Tony,it seemed like a lot longer. Finally, he felt the bed stir as shebegan to move. He wasn't sure if it was to take his hand, or to getup and leave the room. Each second seemed to take an eternity totick by. All of a sudden, he felt her soft hand touch his palm. He breathed a sigh of relief and squeezed her hand tightly. Thenhe turned to face her, and kissed her long and lovingly on the lips.

When the kiss broke, he said, "Good. Then it's decided. Nowhere's what we're going to do. From this moment on, we're going tocontinue to see and fuck each other, even after you get married again,. If you think about it, you'll see that the main difference betweenwhat happened here and any relationship you've ever had in the pastis that I completely took the lead and you willingly followed. Youput yourself totally and completely in my hands, trusting me and,in effect, voluntarily surrendering yourself totally to my directionand control. In turn, I willingly accepted the lead and confidentlyguided you with an expertise and self-confidence that few people have. In that way we were perfect together. Do you agree?"

"Yes, I agree," she answered.

"Then I want you to agree right now, that from now on, as faras anything sexual or sexually related is concerned, you will fullyand totally submit yourself to my direction. That you'll do anythingsexual or sexually related I ask, without question or reservationof any type, any time and any place that I ask. I want you to agreeto this right now, and swear an oath to that effect."

"But what if," Claire started to say.

Tony interrupted her. "No, stop right there. There can't beany conditions to this relationship. It's all or nothing. You justhave to trust me. Put yourself completely in my hands, and trustthat I will never do anything to really hurt you. Swear this nowor forget about it forever. It's up to you. Well?"

There was a brief pause, and then she answered in a hushed voice: "O.K., I swear it."

"Good. Then it's done. I accept your oath. Now go take a showerand clean yourself up. When you get back I'll have your first taskfor you, a test of your loyalty. We'll have several of these beforeI'm convinced you really meant your oath and intend to live up toit. If you fail even one of them, it will all be over, and there'sno going back. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I understand."

"Good. Now go do what I told you to, and don't be too long."

Claire rose from the bed and went directly into the bathroom. Tony heard the shower start. As he lay there and waited for her,he thought about how he would handle it from here on in. About tenminutes later, Claire returned and stood silently at the foot of thebed. Tony made her wait there for a minute or two before acknowledgingher presence. He knew little things like that counted a lot in atraining process such as this, and he was going to need everypsychological advantage he could get if his efforts were going tobe successful.

"Back already? Did you clean yourself up well? Let me check. Turn around, bend over and spread your ass cheeks with your handsso I can inspect you."

Claire silently did as he instructed. Tony looked over the areaof her crotch closely, but didn't touch her. "Good, nice and squeakyclean. Now hold that position. I'll just take this dildo that'sthe same size as my cock, lubricate it, turn it on low, and slip itall the way into your twat hole...like this. There. Now stand upand put on your panties."

Again, Claire complied quickly and silently. When she had herpanties on, Tony continued. "You will keep that fake cock in youuntil I give you permission to remove it. There are only twocircumstances under which you can take it out. One, is if you haveto go to the bathroom or wash up. When that happens, you'll takeit out at the last minute, do what you have to do, and then put itright back in. The other is if the batteries run down. If thathappens, you'll take it out, replace the batteries, and then put itright back inside you. And you'd better keep a couple of spare pairsof batteries with you wherever you go, just in case. Is that clear?"

"Yes, I understand," she answered.

"Good."

"How long should I keep it in me?", she asked.

"Until I tell you to remove it," he responded quickly. "That'sall you have to know."

"What about when I go out with Bill?"

"You're asking too many questions. Remember what I said aboutthat. I thought I had made myself clear, but since you're just gettingstarted in this kind of a relationship, I'll explain. Keep the dildoinside you until I specifically tell you to remove it. I will adviseyou that, if you see your fiance before that happens, you'd probablybe better off making up some kind of excuse to put off having sexwith him or even letting him touch you below the waist until thistest is over. It'll probably be a lot easier than trying to explainwhy your hole is stuffed full of rubber cock."

"O.K.," she agreed.

"Now I have to go. I have things to do at my house. Don't worry,everything will work out fine."

He got up and dressed quickly. Then he kissed her tenderlygoodbye and left.

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