By way of work, I program for a guy who runs a side business out of his house. The pay's not great, but the hours are flexed to my schedule (meaning I can hit the beach in the summer), and the environment's cool. I can wear shorts and a t- shirt if I want to, and play Mettalica at high volume. This guy has daughter who's about 3 years younger than me. Since she just graduated from college, and the job market basically sucks, she lived at home, and since I'm there most days I see her fairly often. Sheryl is about 22, or maybe 23. She's a good 6 inches shorter than my own 5'10", and you could call her plump if you were being charitable. She's more than a few pounds overweight. Much of that is, I'll grant you, in the right places...she has rather nicely sized tits (although not excessively or unrealistically so...they just look alot bigger on her because she's so short), but then again, the rest of her is just as large. Her ass is oversized, her legs are heavy, her stomach kind of sticks out...even her face and hands are well-padded. Mind you, she's not grotesquely fat...just about 20 -30 pounds over where she should be, and she makes up for it by being really cute, with kind of dark auburn hair and very dark green eyes, and an infectious smile that you'd want to grab and kiss.. Now, naturally, I (being the terminally horny soul that I am) fantasized about Sheryl whenever I had a free moment or was waiting for a compile. Sheryl would be dressed in something loose, like a robe, which I would pull open. My mouth would work its way down to her tits. My tongue would roam over her nipples as I pulled on the little stiff buds with my lips. Sheryl would moan softly as my hand ran up the inside of her thighs, stopping to rest lightly on the patch of fur covering her pussy. I would suck gently on her boobs as my fingers traced a path along the edge of her slit, finally slipping between them and gathering some of her juices to ease my way up to her clit. My hand would rub her cunt and clit insistently as I slowly licked my way down her body, going from tits to belly ever-so-slowly until Sheryl would push my head down to her snatch. She would spread her legs wider as I my tongue joined my hand in stimulating her. Finally, she would hold my head firmly and start grinding her cunt into my face. I would read around and grab the cheeks of her ass and start fucking her with my tongue. Eventually, Sheryl would have a massive orgasm and collapse into a chair, smiling, with her eyes half-closed. She would reach up and undo my jeans and pull out my cock. Her hand would wrap around the shaft and she would start to rub up and down. Her mouth would move forward, tongue out, as she jerked my prick. After teasingly pretending for what would feel like forever, Sheryl's tongue would make glorious contact with my dick. It would be warm and wet as the tip slowly worked its way up from my balls to the head. Her lips would gently circle the tip, letting just a tiny fraction of my cock enter her mouth. Her tongue would swirl around the head as she brought up her tits to rub along the shaft. Her nipples would be erect, and the floppy breast tissue would give just the right amount of friction as she wrapped them around my cock. My cock would slide back and forth between those pale orbs as Sheryl kept them pressed tightly around my pole. Sheryl would work her tongue around the tip of my cock as she fucked me oh-so-slowly with those big tits. Her nipples would tickle the shaft as her mouth tickled the head. More and more of my cock would be entering her mouth, until she was only able to rub her nipples along my balls as she sucked me. Sheryl's tongue would be hot and wet and rough as it worked around my cock. I would reach down and grab her head for support as I started thrusting my stiff prick into her face. Sheryl would open her mouth wide for my cock as it drove forward into her face. Her hands would be reaching around and playing with my ass, with her fingernails just tickling the hole. Finally, it would be too much for me to take. I would drive my cock deeply into her mouth and hold her there as thick streams of cum would spurt down her waiting throat, and then she would smile at me and lick her lips with a sperm coated tongue Now, things went along like this for a few weeks. When things were slow, or I felt like goofing off, I would use Windoze to create fairly graphic BMPs of my fantasies with Sheryl. I'm OK with a mouse, and with practice, I could put together something that was recognizably her (especially when the file names where things like "SHRTITFK," "SHRDLDO" or "SHRANAL"). I didn't worry too much about using the computer this because her father hated Windoze with a passion and would never use it, and Sheryl was, so far as I could tell, computer- illiterate beyond Word(Im)Perfect and Windoze Solitaire. Besides, I would back them up to floppy and delete the originals on a regular basis. Often enough (like when she was parading around the house in a short bathrobe and nothing else that I could see), it got me hot enough to play with myself as I worked on the PC. Since I was in a big chair in a closed room, and was almost always alone in the house, it was no big deal, I thought, and I was too fucking horny to let it wait. Anyway, one day when I was alone and super horny, I was working on my master BMP...latest in my series of Sheryl sucking a cock which I always meant to be mine. This particular one had her mouth open and her tongue out to catch whatever spurts of cum had missed her face. So I was sitting there, looking at this picture of Sheryl, and just _had_ to have some release. What the fuck, I was alone, so I pulled out my cock and started to rub it. I imagined that Sheryl was kneeling on the floor in front of me, with her shirt open. Her tits were large and full and coated with oil, and she had them wrapped around my stiff rod. Oh yes, I could almost see them as my cock slid in between the pale globes . I could just about feel them as Sheryl pressed them tightly around my rod. My stiff prick slid forward as Sheryl came downward. "God, Sheryl, your tits feel so good! God, Sheryl, your tits feel so good, God, Sheryl..." I just couldn't stop repeating it as she moved her tits over my cock. Her nipples stiffened under the caresses of her fingers. I felt Sheryl's tits press harder as I fucked them faster and faster. Sheryl looked at me, her eyes half closed in ecstasy. "Go on...cum on my tits, " she moaned. And then the sperm shot out, catching her in the face and running down over her nipples, in a warm stream that ran down my cock onto my hand. The warmth and stickiness brought me back to the reality of the office. It was a huge cum, and I needed to run to the kitchen to grab a paper towel to clean up. So I'm standing in the kitchen, with my pants open and an enormous amount of cum all over my cock and my hands. It dripped off my hands onto the counter as I reached up for a paper towel, and all of a sudden, I hear the door to Sheryl's bedroom open. Sheeyit! She was home the entire time! I had just about got my cock stuffed in my pants and closed them when she walked into the kitchen. "Hi!" She was wearing a pair of shorts and a white tee- shirt. It was fairly obvious from the way that her tits bounced around that she wasn't wearing a bra and her nipples were just about showing through. This was enough to have my cock instantly swelling up again, which was, given how quickly I'd stuffed it into my pants and how much cum was all over it, a fairly uncomfortable feeling. "Howdy," I replied, blushing furiously. "Just came in for a paper towel to dust off the screen." She nodded. "Yeah, it did look dirty." I smiled, agreed and left as fast as I could. I went as fast as I could to the office. Motherfucking hell! I'd left the door open, and Sheryl had to walk past the office to get to the kitchen from her room, and there was her face sucking a spurting cock in glorious seventeen inch SVGA. She _had_ to have seen it, if only in passing. As I reached up to the keyboard to erase it, I was hit with a double whammy...my hand was still dripping with my cum. This really fucking sucked. But in some way it was exciting, knowing that she had to have seen it, and had probably heard me as well. Sheryl didn't say a word about it, though, but later in the afternoon when I dared emerge and go back to the kitchen, I noticed that my cum had been cleaned off the counter. Needless to say, I was a whole shitload more careful from then on when I fantasized about Sheryl. When Sheryl's car wasn't there, I physically checked to make sure she wasn't home by knocking on her door if it was closed. If she wasn't, then I was alone and almost anything could go. I could grab her panties out of the hamper, sniffing deeply for traces of her pussy, and I could jerk off into them. I would wrap them around my cock and stroke, imagining that it was Sheryl's cunt tightly wrapped around my cock. With each thrust, I felt my prick sliding not into the thin cotton, but the silky smoothness of her tight pussy. I was always careful not to actually shoot into her panties, though. I didn't need to try and explain that one, for sure. I also continued to make my BMPs. I had accquired enough skill with the mouse to make them semi-realistic by this point, and was getting more ambitious. My latest effort was a series of Sheryl and myself sixty-nining. She was on top of me, with her enormous tits pressed up against me. My hands were grasping her ass, pulling the cheeks apart to expose her moist crack and tight asshole. My tongue was deeply pushed into her pussy, and her juices were liberally coating my face. Sheryl had one hand cupping my balls, and the other wrapped around the shaft of my rod, jerking me off. Her tongue was busy licking the swollen head of my cock. I just had to pull out my cock and start jerking off. I closed my eyes and my own stroking fingers became Sheryl's tongue. It ran up and down the length of my prick. It ticked my balls, and traced a moist line up the underside to the head. It flicked around the hole, and then she engulfed my cock in her hot, wet mouth. Sheryl bobbed her head up and down over my cock. I could feel her mouth wrapped around my pole, and I was saying to her "Come on Sheryl...suck it...suck it." And she did, until orgasm overcame me and I poured out my balls. As usual when I fantasized about Sheryl, large amounts of cum shot all over my hand. This time, however, I cleaned up quickly, just in case she came home unexpectedly. Part II: Cumming in Fits and Spurts A few weeks later, I was doing my work as usual. Sheryl was home, just hanging out, coming in every now and again to ask questions about something-or-other, and I thought she was even deliberately brushing up against me. I put that down as an oversexed imagination talking, because Sheryl was wearing a short bathrobe, tied very loosly. It was obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra under it, because her hefty tits were bouncing around like crazy, her nipples showed very clearly through the thin material, and every now and again the robe would open up enough for me to see in. I couldn't tell for sure, but it looked like Sheryl wasn't wearing any panties, either, because I could see an awful lot of her ass (of which, we must remember, there's an awful lot). So, I was working away, distracted as all shit, and Sheryl called me in to the living room because there was something she wanted me to see on the TV. I saved my file, and popped in to a wet dream come true. Sheryl was lying o nthe sofa with her robe open. Her tits were a little bigger than I had imagined (as was most of her body), and they were flopped to the sides, glistening with some kind of wetness. She for sure had no panties on, either. She had less cunt hair than I had thought, and it was a little lighter than her hair, so I had a nice view of her twat. Her pussy lips were not at all prominent and one finger was tracing a line up and down her slit. She was looking me straight in the eye with a look that could best be described as "come fuck me." I had absolutely no idea how to react. I mean, half-a- hundred fantasies were one thing, but actualization was something else entirely. My dick, on the other hand knew exactly what to do, and instantly started swelling up inside my jeans. I instinctively walked up to her. Sheryl reached up and lazily massaged the bulge in my pants. "I saw all the stuff you did on the computer," she said. "I bugged me when I first looked at them, but then I started to like it." All the while, her fingers were keeping up an insistent up-and-down pressure on my cock. She was driving me crazy, and she knew it. Her hands drifted up to the button. "Now," she said, "I want it for real." She undid my jeans and pulled them down. Her hot little hand wrapped tightly around my prick and stroked it, and the other traced a lazy line from her cunt to her nipples. That was what was wet! Sheryl had been rubbing her pussy cream into her tits! That thought alone was too much of a turn on and I started to thrust my cock into her fist. Sheryl kept her hand moving on my cock and moved her other hand back down to her snatch. Her finger strokedup and down over her clit. Then she said, "I watched you jerk off...I want to see you do it again." "Huh?" I was lost, both in confusion and in a sea of sensation from watching her play with her pussy and having her hand rubbing my cock. I could feel her rubbing her fingers in the pre-cum oozing from my excited prick, sliding her palm up and down the shaft. "Look..on the TV." I looked around. There I was, large as life and sitting in the chair with my hand moving up and down over my cock. Well, partially...only about half of my dick was on the screen. My other self was stroking pretty fast and whispering, "Come on Sheryl...suck it...suck it." My stroking hand moved faster, my body stiffened, and a thick spurt of cream shot out of my cock. I wavered between embarrasment that she had managed somehow to tape me jerking off, and arousal that she wanted to watch me. Sheryl let go of my cock, grabbed the remote and started playing with herself more vigorously. She had two fingers playing with the folds of her cunt as she rewound the tape back to where I first pulled my cock out of my pants. Then she let it play and started to play with her tits as well as her cunt. Her hand moved faster over her snatch and clit. "I want to see you do it," she breathed raggedly. "Jerk it for me." Watching Sheryl masturbate was an incredible rush, and didn't do anything to hurt my raging hardon. I grabbed my cock and started to rub it, just as she had been doing moments before. As my fist rubbed up and down over the shaft, Sheryl fixed her eyes on my dick. She wanted a show, so I had to give it to her. I squeezed my cock, letting the drops of pre-cum gather on the tip. Then I started to rub furiously, letting it drop onto her legs. I grabbed my balls with my other hand and started to play with them as well. Sheryl was starting to looked very sweaty and very dazed. The fingers on her cunt were moving faster, and she started being rougher with her nipples. Watching Sheryl fuck herself with her fingers like that was a guaranteed way to really get me going. Sheryl had her legs spread out wide, and she was really going at her snatch in full force. She was doing her best to make herself cum, I could tell, and it was just too much for me to watch. I stroked my cock faster and faster. I could feel the sperm boiling up,ready to shoot out. I moved closer to Sheryl and rubbed my cock with both hands. I wanted to say to her, "Sheryl, look, here's what you wanted!" but all that came out was "Sheryl..." That gave me a sudden thought of Sheryl secretly taping me, and that pushed me the final inch to orgasm. A thick load of cum spurted out of my cock and landed on Sheryl's belly. Another pull of my hands brought another spurt, this one making it to the base of her tits. My final squirt didn't go nearly as far, instead landing on her stroking hands and her bush. Sheryl had watched this display, and started moving her hands upward to mix my cum with her pussy juice, rubbing the slick mess over her quivering tits. I dropped to my knees and immediately moved in to lick and kiss her dripping snatch. Sheryl's cunt had a tangy, salty flavor. I moved my tongue up and down rapidly over her clit and brought my hands into play. I started stroking the folds of her snatch with my fingers, letting them slowly slip inside of that tight tunnel. I fucked her slowly with my hands while my tongue rubbed up and down her slit. Sheryl started rocking her ample hips back and forth, getting close to cumming. I slowed down, not wanting her to cum too soon, but she grabbed my head and held it to her snatch. Her hands were slick and sticky with her pussy juice and my cum, but she still managed to hold me mouth right at her cunt. Sheryl rammed her pussy into my face and started grinding against me. I slipped my index finger out of her twat and stroked around her puckered ass. She was too busy fucking my face to object, so I began to work it up inside her, slowly backing it in and out until it was jammed deeply into her. Sheryl let out a slight cry, almost a cross between a moan and a scream, and held my head in place over her clit. I licked furiously, ready to make her cum. And cum she did, massively. Her entire body shook around me, and I was lost in the taste and smell of her cunt as waves of orgasm rolled over her. When the shaking subsided, she let go enough for me to start licking my way up her body. It was a mess, coated with my cum and her pussy juice and sweat. Yet I lapped it all up eagerly as I worked my way to her tits, sucking lightly on the firm nipples, and finally ending up kissing her full on the lips with a mouthful our mingled juices. Sheryl's tongue worked on mine, tasting herself and me as we relaxed. Part III: A Hard Act to Swallow Sheryl and I lay there for a moment, just kissing. When we broke, I rolled off her and stroked her face. Shery smiled at me. "Thanks." "No problem," I grinned. "If I knew weeks ago, I would have been just as happy to do it for you then." Sheryl gave me a sexy sort of look. "You should've. But I didn't know then, and when I found out what you were doing, I wanted to see it and it took me a long time to get the tape." "How did you get it, anyway?" I was curious, since I didn't recall jerking off while Sheryl stood there with a camera. "I hid my dad's camcorder in the boxes in the corner before you got in and waited. That was the only good tape I got, though." "From now on, Sheryl, you can watch me jerk off whenever you want. You can even help." "I want more than that. I want good tapes, and I want you to tape me too. I got so fucking horny watching that tape. I mean, I thought it was sort of a turn on when I caught you with cum all over your hand, but I knew you were jerking off and thinking of me and that got me really hot. What I want is to be able to watch you and watch myself whenever I want." The idea was exciting. Sheryl wanted to make her own porn, and she wanted me involved. This gave me a cock-raising idea. "Sheryl?" "Hmmm?" "If you want some good tapes, how about if we tape the files I made?" "You mean hook the VCR to the computer? That's no fun." "No, no, no. I mean, we can act out the pictures, as long as it doesn't bother you to much." I was beginning to get hard again -- this could REALLY be my fantasies cum to life, IF she would go for it. "Well.." Sheryl seemed hesitant, not sure if this was a good idea. "Think about it for a second," I said, bringing up a hand to her pussy, "Remember how much was all over my hands?" I began stroking her clit very lightly and she nodded. "Remember how horny you got?" She nodded again, slower this time as my probing fingers began to invade her cunt. "Well, it was you I was thinking about when I did it, and it did this..." I used my free hand to guide her to my re-stiffened cock. Sheryl grasped my prick in her hand and started kissing me again. Her fist rubbed up and down my hardon, lubricated by the cum that was still oozing from the tip. She rubber her thumb in it and ran it over the head of my cock, teasing that most sensitive part of my body with the edge of her nail. I rubbed her pussy a little harder. Sheryl was still wet from the tongue lashing I'd just given her, so I had no trouble slipping a pair of fingers up inside her. Sheryl just rubbed my cock harder and lifted her leg up in the air, rolling on her side. She pulled my prick towards her snatch. I moved my hand out of the way, and Sheryl started running the head of my dick up and down the folds of her twat. I pushed forward and my cock slipped into her cunt. Sheryl broke our kiss just long enough to say, "Just don't cum in me. I haven't been on the Pill since I graduated." and then moved forward to meet my thrusting. Sheryl's pussy was marvelous. She clearly wasn't a virgin, and she clearly had done this often enough in college to know what got a guy going. Her twat slid over my cock, with Sheryl pumping her hips in opposition to my motion. We fucked slowly, almost casually, with my cock moving in and out of her in smooth, deep strokes. Sheryl began kissing me deeper, and I responded in kind. God, her body was large, but this was great. I sank my cock deeper into her pussy, and we sort of rolled. Finally, we ended up in a stable position, where I was on the sofa and Sheryl was on top of my, rocking back and forth and sliding her cunt over my dick. This left her ample tits swinging close enough to my face that I could get my mouth wrapped around one of her nipples. I tongued it gently, feeling the little button between my lips. The taste of our mingled sex was still evident, and I started thrusting even harder into her. I felt myself getting too close. "Sheryl," I gasped, "I'm gonna cum." I pulled my cock out of her pussy. Sheryl slid down, rubbing my cock between her body and mine. Then she was on her knees in front of me, grabbing my cock in her hand and rubbing up and down, until my cock started to spurt cum. I'd used up a hell of a lot of cum just before, so there wasn't a huge amount of cream shooting from my cock. But there was enough to coat her hand as she stroked me. She gently licked my dick, cleaning me with her tongue. Finally, she rubbed my depleted prick over her tits, rubbing whatever cum was left over her nipples. She looked up at me and smiled. "If this is going to be regular, we'd better buy a lot of tapes." Part IV: All Dressed Up and No Place to Blow Over the next week, Sheryl and I really didn't get much chance to do anything in a sexual way. At least, not with each other. Her dad was home working with me whenever I was there, so we really weren't alone, nor did I think he'd really be interested in giving me my paycheck just for screwing his daughter. I did videotape myself jacking off for her, including several nice spurts of cum. The best tape that I did involved me sitting on the chair in my apartment. You couldn't actually tell it was me, of course, because I had the camcorder in a close-up on my crotch, and I was limited to not moving either myself or the camera. However, after much trial and error, I got some nice jerkoff footage for Sheryl too look at. , Sheryl also made me a tape of herself, so I had something to watch. Her tape was about the same as mine, and involed her moaning and fingering her cunt until she came. We were both getting very turned on by the thought of taping together, so both of us wanted a taste of things to cum. The best part of the week was, as usual, the weekend. Sheryl and I made a date to hit the beach, which is one of my all-time favorite places for just about everything, and which was sure to include some sort of sex, because the both of us were incredibly horny from a week of watching each other's tapes. I had my car packed and ready the night before, with everything from my guitar and my towels to a box of condoms and sunscreen (I've had sunburn in some uncomfortable places before, and I will NEVER get it there again, thank you very much.) Now, the car isn't much...it's a big ass old 73 Chevy, and it gets shit mileage, it has no AC, and the radio has been fucked for about a year. One thing it IS good for is sex...there's tons of room in the front seat, and more in the back, which is one of the reasons I keep it lying around instead of replacing it. We got caught in traffic on the way to the beach...this happens all the time, because a lot of people go on the weekends (I put up with the traffic because I love the place and I know I'll be there all day). As we're sitting there, listening to the one station I get anymore, Sheryl is horny as all shit, and not bothering to hide it from me. We tried to discuss how we could tape each other. The way I figured it, the simplest ones to do would be the ones that involved as little motion as possible, or one of us taping the other. I also liked the idea of taping her as she sucked me off, and mentioned it to her. Naturally, the two of us are getting hornier and hornier. I had this raging hardon, and I could I could see Sheryl out of the corner of my eye, just sliding a finger over the crotch of her bathing suit. Her legs shifted wider as she slipped the finger inside and pulled the suit out of the way. I turned to see her stroking her twat and my shorts got painfilly tight. "Jeez, Sheryl, it's not fair to do that while I have to drive." "Oh?" Sheryl began stroking her cunt more vigorously. The sweet smell of her pussy juice began to waft through the car. "Is it ok if I do it this way?" She lay down on the seat and started to stroke my hardon through my shorts. "Is this better?" She pulled my shorts to one side and grabbed my rod. Sheryl's plump little hand stroked my cock slowly. Her tongue stuck out and made contact with the head of my dick. Shit, but her tongue felt wonderful as it slowly ran down from the head to my balls. Sheryl gently kissed the tip and started to take my cock into her mouth. Sheryl's mouth fit tightly around my dick as we crawled down the road. I had one eye on the car in front of me (which wasn't really) moving, but I mostly watched Shery's head bobbing up and down over my stiff cock. Her cheeks were pressed tight against the shaft as she slowly ran her entire mouth up and down. As she was sucking me, she was still playing with her own twat. Her fingers were sliding over her clit, and she was breathing harder around my cock. I started to pump my hips up and down, driving my cock deeply into her mouth. Sheryl choked a little at first. Not that it bother her, just that she wasn't ready for it. She really started jamming her cunt, and I gripped the steering wheel a little tighter. Getting a blow job while driving has always been one of my all-time favorite activities, and having Sheryl's tongue working on my my prick certainly fit the bill nicely. I was brought back to reality by a honk and a scream. There was a van driving next to us, with some guy and his girl enjoying the show. They were clapping and cheering and waving. The girl was reasonably attractive, albeit not too much. She grinned and pulled her bathing suit away, flashing her tits at me and licking her lips in an obviously sexual way. Sheryl was too busy caught up in my cock and her cunt to really notice, but I was going between wanting to die and getting more and more turned on. Turning on won by a landslide, and I grabbed Sheryl's head and held it in place over my cock. I thrust my pole into her face and started to cum heavily. Sheryl glubbed a little, but swallowed my cum just the same. The girl and guy in the van started cheering and whistling and giving a blast on an air horn, which DID get Sheryl's attention . She pulled off with a start, leaving a line of cum and saliva between my dick and her mouth. She turned beet red and said, "Oh my god I can't believe this..." She went to wipe the cum from her mouth, but of course her hand had just been stroking her pussy, so that just was more sex on her face. She curled up into a little ball, embarrassed as hell, with my cum and her pussy cream all over her face and hand, and her cunt exposed. SHERYL, Part 5 It's Not the Size of the Waves...It's the Motion of the Ocean Sheryl's total embarrassment at having been observed sucking my cock put a minor damper on things for the moment, so we didn't really do anything else for the rest of the trip. But by the time we got to the lot and parked (near a familiar -looking van...I was pretty sure it was our audience's, but I couldn't tell for sure), Sheryl had got over her embarrassment enough be getting into the beach scene. It was crowded, with a fair number of hot babes in tiny suits (and, to be fair to Sheryl, a fair number of good-looking, at least, to my almost exclusively heterosexual eye, guys). We parked ourselves a good walk down the beach, far far away from the inevitable stereo wars, just about at the old closed area that's been taken over by the nudists. This also put us a goodly distance from most of the crowds, so there were just a few people around us. Sheryl and I spread out, and spend the day partying, singing (killed my fingers on those strings...I hadn't played my guitar for 3 hours straight since college), and generally having a good time. So, after a long while, it started getting on towards dusk, and the beach around us had emptied out long hours ago. Sheryl and I were just kind of sitting there on the sand. I had my arm around her, and we were just watching the waves. I was the first to bring up the subject of being seen. "Did it really bug you out that much that they saw you?" "Who?" "You know...in the van next to us." I leaned over and started to kiss her neck. "I watch you all the time," I went on between kisses. "Mmm...no stop that! I guess...it was just so embarrassing...but it was a little exciting." Sheryl snuggled up next to me, and my hand naturally fell onto her breast. I was idly caressing it through her bathing suit, feeling her nipple stiffen up in response to my ministrations. "You know something, " I said, "This would be a great place to tape. Just imagine lying on the sand and having me rub you all over with my tongue, letting it flick gently over your entire body..." Sheryl was getting hornier by the second, so I ran my tongue gently up her neck and paid more attention to her breast. "...and I would work slowly down your chest, over your belly, down to..." I was interrupted by Sheryl leaning over and kissing me full on the mouth. She moved a little closer to me, and I was able to bring my other hand over to her cunt. I massaged her through her bathing suit, and she shifted her ample thighs to let me get at her sex. I slipped a hand inside her bathing suit, letting my finger tickle her fur for a moment before I slipped it down to her pussy. It was nicely moist, and she was sliding it over my finger at the same time her tongue was wresting with mine. I stroked Sheryl's cunt gently. My finger twirled around her little stiff bud, and Sheryl started sighing. I started to rub her snatch more rapidly. Sheryl's legs spread wide on the sand, and she was breathing very heavily. I shifted around, laying her on her back. I bent to her cunt, pulling the crotch of her bathing suit as far away from her sweet snatch as I could get, and stuck my tongue into her. Sheryl grabbed my head and held it in place. I started to fuck her with my fingers, while moving my tongue directly on her clit. Sheryl's pussy was sweet and salty, with the taste of the sea and sun mingled with her tart juices. I began a steady rhythmic licking of Sheryl's cunt. She started rocking as my fingers drove into her slit. I rotated them inside her and flattened my tongue directly over her little clit. Sheryl drew in her breath as her orgasm hit her. I refused to stop eating her, however. I began sticking my tongue into snatch directly, pulling my fingers out of her and letting them tickle the rim of her asshole. I slowly began inserting my index finger into her. Sheryl gasped a little when I penetrated her anus, but I could tell from the way she moved her hips that she was enjoying my finger up her butt. While fingering her ass, I kept my tongue moving busily over her snatch. I looked up at her; Sheryl had pulled her bathing suit out of the way and was busy playing with her tits. My cock, already stiff against the sand, was really starting to get to the point of needing release. I had no intention of blowing my load just yet, so I concentrated on Sheryl's cunt and asshole. I brought my other hand into play, so that I was fingerfucking her ass and twat at the same time I was licking her clit. With the juice dripping from her pussy down to her asshole, I was able to get enough lubrication going to start moving my finger faster. I began to alternate my hand motion, so that the fingers in her snatch were being pulled out as I plugged up her ass, then reversing the process, pulling out of her asshole while plunging deep into her pussy, and all the while licking furiously on her clit. Sheryl was breathing sharply, and finally she couldn't take any more of my two-hole action. Her legs straightened out, and her entire body stiffened up. Her pussy and asshole tightened around my probing fingers, so much so that I couldn't move them in or out. She let out a small scream, and kind of collapsed. I gently kissed her cunt and withdrew my fingers from her. My cock was straining for some kind of release, and I was in the mood for something a little out of the ordinary, at least for me. Okay, I admit that it's normally done only in porn films, but I wanted to squirt my cum onto her tits and face. And since Sheryl was in no condition to argue (and probably wouldn't have, even if she was!), I went with my inspiration. I grabbed some of the sunscreen as the only available lubricant and poured globs of it between her tits. Then I knelt on top of her, pulled my cock out of my bathing suit and stuck it between her breasts. Sheryl held her tits together for me, albeit weakly, so I could slide my prick between them. Sheryl's tits were large and floppy, so they mold beautifully around my thrusting cock. As she recovered more energy, she began pressing the together more firmly and started to play with her nipple. She tried licking the head of my dick when it came into reach of her mouth, but the taste of the sun block stopped her from that. Sheryl looked me directly in the eye and said, in her sexiest voice, "Come on, do it. Shoot it for me! Cum on my tits!" Now, Sheryl doesn't normally talk that way, and with being out in the open (albeit at night) and my arousal at having made her cum, and having her actually ask me to cum on her, well, that was too much for my cock to take. I pulled on my prick, jerking it from between her tits and stroking violently. A thick stream of cum squirted out. The first one caught her on the chin, and the second shot deposited more onto her tits and face. It was a marvelous release, and Sheryl seemed to enjoy my hot cream on her body. We were both sexed out, and it was definitely night by this point. If we hung out much longer the Beach Nazis would be coming around in their 4-by-4's to make sure there was nobody left on the beach. So we gathered ourselves and headed back to the car. "You know," I said as we got there, "It would have been great to have the camcorder for that." "Oh, come on," she giggled, "We were too busy to hold it." "We'd a figured out something. If not, we'll just have to try it again." So as we're loading the car, I noticed a card stuck under the windshield. I pulled it out and looked at it. It read "Deus Ex Machina Video Club," with a phone number and PO Box. On the back was written, "Jeff and Heidi, your friends in the van." SHERYL, Part 6 The Camera Eye Sheryl and I discussed the card on the way home, and again over the next couple of weeks. She was more than a little nervous about having somebody else there while we were doing much of anything, and I was more than a little turned on by the same thought. It surprised me, in fact, how much so, to the point that I would try and get her to be a little more "public" than we normally were. While I couldn't get her to repeat the blow job in heavy traffic, I did get her to do it in sparser areas. At one concert, I even talked her into a little hand action (I made my point by pulling up her skirt and fingering her until she came...nobody really noticed, and few people cared when she jerked me off. Of course, we were under a blanket at the time, so I'm not sure they could have seen anything anyway). We tried a few mutual taping sessions, but the dynamics just weren't there. When the camera was on a tripod, we had really static action...we couldn't roll around much, which we both liked to do. We could tape each other masturbating, which we did frequently, and I could tape her sucking me off, but that was about it. And we were both really hot to tape ourselves, so we could watch what was going on afterwards. Finally, we were both convinced that we should at least call up and talk to these folks. Both of us were nervous, but we were definitely ready to see what they had to offer. So one evening, while we were over at my place, we picked up the phone and dialed. A woman answered the phone. "Hello?" She had a low, whiskey-and-cigarette voice. "Hi. May I speak to either Jeff or Heidi please?" I was sweating like crazy. I've always hated blind calls, which is why I never made it in sales. "This is Heidi." "My name's...ummm...Standby." No use giving them my real name, at least not right now. Besides, it was my common nickname. "I got one of your cards left under my windshield at the beach a few weeks back after we gave you a show..." I stopped short as Sheryl elbowed me in the ribs. The voice on the other end brightened audibly. "Oh cool, we DID get the right car then. I was pretty sure it was yours, but Jeff didn't know." "It was mine, alright. Listen, I was wondering if maybe we could get together over coffee someplace and see if we could kind of talk face to face about this." "Sure...let me see when's a good time." She must have yelled out at the other end, "Jeff! Pick up the phone!" Muffled shouts at the other end in reply, then "It's the guy we saw getting the blow job on the way to the beach! He wants to meet us over coffee." More muffled shouts. "I don't know...I'll check." Her voice came back to me. "Jeff wants to know if you'd want to meet us Friday night at Sea Dog's Dock down in Huntington?" Sea Dog's Dock was a club I'd been at a few times over the years. I don't normally go to clubs because the crowds bore me, and the music generally sucks cow piss, and they primarily beer that TASTES like cow piss, but it was okay with Sheryl, so we agreed to meet by the door at 9:30. That would be before the crowds really started to show up, so we couldn't miss each other. Friday night came, and we pulled into the parking lot at Sea Dog's Dock at around quarter past nine. I parked in a back corner, where we could check out the entrance. "Are you sure you want to go through with this?" Sheryl nodded, hesitantly. Both of us were dressed down for the occasion. I was wearing standard jeans and a cotton shirt, and Sheryl had on a skirt and blouse, both in basic black. "It's scary. But it's exciting, too." And it surely was. My cock was already straining in my pants, and Sheryl was lightly rubbing it as she spoke. I kind of closed my eyes and leaned back as she continued to massage my bulging crotch. I was almost ready to cream in my jeans when she stopped. "They're here." I opened my eyes. There they were, our audience from the van. They were clearly dressed more for clubbing than we were. He was in truly hideous pants and some sort of shirt, very au courant. She was cock-raisingly hot, however. She had on a very short skirt and a top which was practically nonexistent. Her hair was tossed casually around her shoulders. "Last chance to back out." I said, opening the car door. "Nah...let's get it over with." Her voice was ok, but she was definitely stressed. She was silent across the lot to the door, where we met them. We made our greetings and went in. Sea Dog's was just about a scummy as I remembered it, but the drinks were cheap because it was early in the night. We scoped out a secluded booth in a back corner and sat down. I decided to cut through most of the bullshit right away and asked them about their card. "It's pretty simple," explained Heidi, "A bunch of people make tapes of themselves fucking and sucking, and we exchange tapes on a regular basis in the circle." Jeff smiled and nodded at her words. "What circle?" "Oh, that's what the club's about. There are about a dozen couples in the club, and each week you mail the tape you have onto the next person, and the person before you mails their tape to you." Jeff smiled again, a little blanker this time. "'Course, it helps if you like to fuck for the camera and the camera operator. But the way you two were going at it on the road, that won't be too much of a problem." Sheryl cringed a little, so I spoke up quickly, "You don't mind having people in the room then?" For the first time, Jeff spoke. "We like it that way." He sounded strained, and suddenly he stiffened up, then relaxed. "It's hotter when people can see us, " Heidi continued. To underscore the point, she lifted up her hand to show cum dripping from it. Goddamn, but she had been jerking him off under the table! She lifted the hand to her mouth and licked it clean. Sheryl watched intently, and I could see the warning signs of horniness in her face. Naturally, I started stroking her knee and moving my hand up her inner thigh. "Haven't you ever really wanted to just fuck whenever you wanted and screw what everyone else thinks," Heidi continued as she licked the sperm from her fingers, "and just go for it?" My hand was just about up to Sheryl's crotch by this point. She shifted a little, and I could feel a familiar wetness in her underwear. I slipped a hand in and started massaging her cunt directly. Heidi clearly knew what I was doing to Sheryl, and kept up with her pep talk. "Fact is, there's nothing much better'n having someone play with your cunt when you might get caught. It's that extra edge of excitement, you know? Just to feel things moving along?" Sheryl's horniness was definitely getting the better of her...she was starting to respond to the talk and my fingering, and her hand was drifting towards my crotch. Heidi went on, in an rhythmic, almost hypnotic, voice, "You like having him play with your pussy? I can tell you do...his fingers are rubbing your cunt lips, aren't they? Go ahead, Sheryl, spread your legs wider. Let him get into you. Let him at your little hot cunt." And I started obeying Heidi's suggestions, doing to Sheryl whatever she suggested. Sheryl's eyes were closed, so she couldn't see Jeff pull out an 8mm palmcorder and stand over us. I don't think she would have cared. She was too much into the sex by this point. Heidi pulled the table over towards her for a little more camera space...nobody else could have really seen much unless they came by directly to look. Sheryl's skirt was hiked up around her waist, and her panties were thoroughly soaked. Heidi went on directing me, and I was happy to follow along. "Ooohh...your pussy is all wet, isn't it? I bet it's all uncomfortable in those wet things. I bet if you ask nicely, he'll take them off and lick your pussy for you? You want that? You want him to go down and eat your pussy?" Sheryl nodded. "You have to say so. You have to ask him, or all he'll do is play with your little clitty." "Please..." she cut off and gasped as I stroked her clit. "Please, eat me. Lick me." She bit her lower lip. "There, that's all better now, wasn't it? Sheryl's being very good and polite, so she's going to get her cunt eaten." I slid to the floor in front of Sheryl and pulled her panties down. She spread her legs fairly wide and grabbed my head, forcing it into her snatch. I still can't recall a better pussy-eating session than that one. Heidi was talking the two of us through fairly public sex, and Jeff was following it all with the camera. Sheryl had just about hit her "shameless slut" mode, which she only hits when she's extremely hot. Heidi was really getting into the director's role, as well, and it was obvious she'd talked people through sex before. "That's right...let him into your twat. You like that? You like having his mouth on your clit? I bet you want his fingers in your cunt. I bet you'd like him to finger your asshole, too. Would you like that, Sheryl?" Sheryl reacted with a positive sort of "Mmmm..." so I slid one finger up into her snatch. Another slowly penetrated her ass. The tiny, puckered hole pulsed around my finger. "Do you want his fingers up your cunt and asshole? Can you feel that? Does that feel good? Ask him to make it better. Ask him to make you cum." "Please..." Sheryl could barely speak. "Please what?" "Please, eat me. I want to cum." "He's not going to eat your pretty little cunt anymore, Sheryl. He's going to fuck you, right here and now. But he has to get ready, so I want you to play with your pussy." Sheryl's hands drifted down to her snatch. She began stroking her clit directly with one, and slid 2 fingers on the other inside herself. She began fingerfucking herself rapidly, close to cumming. Her mouth was half- open, and she was making little gasping sounds as her finger roamed over her little love bud. A faint sheen of sweat covered her face. She looked incredibly sexy, as well as sexed. At that point, the camera was forgotten, Heidi was forgotten, the fact that we were in a very public area was forgotten. I was too turned on to worry about anything but sinking my cock deep into Sheryl's snatch. Somehow, Sheryl slid to the floor and turned around. I managed to kneel behind her and replace her pounding fingers were replaced with my cock, and there we were, fucking like crazy on the floor. Her fingers were working double-time on her clit, and my rod slid in and out of her snatch like nothing ever before. The folds of her cunt pulled and tugged on my cock as I pushed it into her. Her nails scratch along the shaft each time I thrust forward. Neither of us cared. I was lost in her pussy, and she was lost in her clit. Sheryl's clit-rubbing became more intense, and her breathing stopped. I pushed my cock into her cunt, and her orgasm hit her. The walls of her pussy gripped my dick in a pulsating warmth as her vaginal muscles convulsed. When the shaking had subsided, I started pushing into her again. No longer intent only on her own orgasm, Sheryl fucked me back, rocking much as possible in the narrow space. Her fat ass wobbled with each thrust. I kneaded her cheeks, pulling them apart, rubbing my thumb over her tiny, puckered asshole. I was getting pretty close to cumming myself. I started fucking her faster., ramming my cock as far into Sheryl's cunt as I could. I could feel the sperm boiling up in the base of my balls. "Cum ON her, not IN her" The voice was Heidi's, cutting partially through my impending orgasm. I couldn't focus on it. I was getting ready to shoot, and I didn't care where. Roughly, she pulled me out of Sheryl's tight twat and aimed my cock at that orifice it had been so recently fucking. A hand, Heidi's, stroked my dick lightly but insistently. The pressure of those talented fingers was too much for my severely horny dick to take. A thick spurt of cum shot out and landed on Sheryl's asshole. Another pull of the hand brought another shot, this time landing more or less directly on her glistening pussy lips. My cum dripped down Sheryl's legs as Heidi finished pulling the sperm from my depleted dick. Finally, she rested my softening tool in Sheryl's cum-coated ass crack and I collapsed onto Sheryl's back. The rest of the night was mellow. Nobody at Sea Dog's had noticed us (or, if they did, they didn't care enough to say anything), so we danced, drank and learned a little more about each other. As we were heading out after last call, Jeff flipped me a VHS tape with a post-it attached. "Mail this to the address on the tape next week," he said. "Welcome to the club!" SHERYL, Part 7 -- Voyeur to the Bottom of the Sea We could hardly wait to see what was on the videotape that Jeff had handed us as we left the club that night. But we were both dog-tired from hours of partying (to say nothing of fucking), and it was late. So we put it off for a week. Sheryl popped by, ready for a nice spell of watching some hot fucking and sucking. We each grabbed a drink and popped in the tape. It opened with a shot of the beach, looking out over the ocean, and the words ANNE AND CARL PRESENT THE GROWN-UP MERMAID floating in space, obviously put there by the camcorder's mechan- ism. Some Disney song from "The Little Mermaid" played in the background. The camera panned over to one side, where a guy was lying at the water's edge, half in and half out. He was wearing some bogus pseudo-medieval costume, some kind of tunic. The cam- era angle made it quite clear that there was no codpiece or hose as part of the outfit, although there was a sword in a scabbard and a pair of boots. The outfit was made even more bogus consid- ering the crew cut he was sporting, and the tattoo on one arm. The guy, on the whole, looked like he'd just washed up on shore. Out of the waves swam a woman. She was set up like the Little Mermaid, Disney-style, complete with red hair, shell- shaped bikini top , and a fish tale covering her from the waist down. As she flopped up onto the shore, dragging her tail behind her, the camera went in for a close-up of her body. She was slim, with smallish tits, and a fairly pretty face. Her heir was long and straight, and a little redder than Sheryl's. Freckles were scattered along her face, chest and arms. "Oh! A human, drowned and washed upon the shore! What a shame!" Her voice was high, almost childlike. "What was it Se- bastian used to say? That humans needed air in them! Yes, so if I can blow air into him, he'll live!" She dragged herself up to him, in the process dislodging her bikini top a little so that one nipple stuck out. "Now, where does the air go in? The human divers always have a hose to breathe through, but he has none! Oh wait, there's a hose. Perhaps I can blow on that to make him alive!" She moved his tunic out of the way and looked down at his cock, lying there flaccidly. She reached out and touched it gingerly with her hand and stroked it lightly. Her mouth des- cended towards it. Her tongue stuck out from between her lips and made contact with the head. His dick jerked and began to stiffen rapidly. She licked a little harder, and inch by inch, his cock rose up, until her hands were holding a rigid, fairly large dick in her hands. Her mouth opened up, and she took the tip of it inside. She sucked on it lightly, the faint slurping sound of her tongue periodically drowned out by the roar of the waves. She let the head of his cock fall out of her mouth and licked from the tip down to his balls. Her tongue ran down right around his anus, flicking around the edge. Her hand stroked slowly up and down his stiff prick while her tongue was busy working on his balls and asshole. She stroked gently, letting the thin fluid leaking from his cock get all over her hands. She nibbled lightly on his balls, and then ran her tongue back up the base of his cock to the head. She cirled her tongue around the tip of his cock, in an ever-widening pattern that eventually left her with her mouth wide open above it. With a hand caressing his balls, she took his cock into her mouth. Sheryl and I watched as inch after inch dissappeared inside her, until she had swallowed his entire rigid pole. Just as slowly, she lifted her head up, until just the tip of his dick was in her mouth. Then down, again going all the way until she had his whole shaft deep in her throat. Working her jaws, she pulled off of his cock, leaving a thick strand of saliva between her mouth and his cock. She went back to licking his dick rapidly, right around the base of the head and running up and down the shaft to the balls. I don't know what kind of control the guy in the sand had to not have moved a muscle during the performance so far. I was practically cumming just watching the blowjob he was getting. Sheryl was already rubbing her cunt through her shorts. But the guy in the medieval outfit just lay there, motionless. Had it not been for the rising of his cock and breathing, you'd have thought that he was dead. On screen, the mermaid had released her hands and just held the cock in her mouth. The camera pulled back a little from its close-up, showing her removing her bikini top. Her tits were as small as they'd seemed, giving her an almost little-girl qual- ity. Her nipples were also small, but well formed, and were sticking out nicely. She letting her mouth pull away from his rod and moved upwards. Her tits were nowhere near big enough to fuck, but she ran her nipples alternately up and down his pole. Finally, she grasped his balls and rod and really began to go at his cock with her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down over him, getting just about half his length into her face, while one hand fondled his balls and asshole. His wall of self control was broken. His hand lifted to caress her hair as she sucked on his prick. He began pumping his hips up and down in opposition to her mouth, driving his rod into her face. She worked her jaws over his cock, and suddenly, he grunted loudly and held her head in place over his rod. Clear- ly, he was cumming in her mouth and I could see her mouth moving as she used her tongue and palate on him. She slowly pulled her mouth off of his cock, now shiny with cum. She pursed her lips, and his sperm oozed from her lips down her chin. Lifting her fingers to her mouth, she stuck her tongue between two fingers and ran her hand down her chin to her tits, smearing his cum on her body. The camera followed as her sperm-soaked hand roamed on her nipple. The camera cut to his face. "You haved saved the life of the Crown Prince! For this, you shall henceforth never leave my side!" Back to her. "Alas, I must. For you see..." She cut off and started. "It's true! The legend is true!" The camera panned back. Sometime in the past few moments, the fish tail had been removed, leaving her totally nude. And I do mean totally...there wasn't a hair to be found on her body other than her head. Her cunt was very cleanly shaved and very visibly wet. Her legs were slim, and there was only the slightest amount of padding on her ass. "The Book of Atlantis says that if a mermaid should taste the ocean of Man, she would become one of them ." "Then you can stay with me!" She shook her head. "No, for the legend says that the Man must taste the ocean of the Mermaid, and that the oceans must mix for the charm to stay. And I do not know what that means." He smiled. "There is no problem with that. I can help, here and now, and you will stay with me forever!" He leaned for- ward and kissed her gently, dropping his hand to her twat. Her eyes widened as his fingers made contact with her sex, and she smiled and spread her legs. Two fingers penetrated her hairless cunt effortlessly. She leaned back on the sand as he fingered her snatch and bent down to suck and lick her small tits. The camera pulled in for a close shot of his tongue working over one erect nipple. His tongue moved around the little bud, and then began a slow trip down the underside of her tit. He licked down her torso, over her naval, and down to her waist. Even slower, he licked down until her was just where her bush had been shaven away. And then there was just his tongue and his fingers work- ing at her bare pussy.J She had a very pretty cunt. The lips were not at all prominent, and were nicely shaped, even with the probing fingers forcing them apart. She moaned loudly (and very fakely, I thought). I looked over at Sheryl. She had her hand inside her shorts and was enthusiastically fingering her own snatch as she watched the on-screen tongue lashing. I pulled Sheryl closer to me and started kissing her neck. Watching sex on the screen was great, but it's nothing like the real thing. Sheryl obviously agreed, because the two of use were naked and playing with each other in no time flat. Her hand stroked up and down my rod, squeezing and pulling and stimu- lating every nerve ending. I was rubbing her clit between my in- dex and middle fingers and bending down to suck and lick Sheryl's magnificent mammaries. Sheryl's nipples and breasts were warm under my tongue. I worked on them gently, letting my mouth caress the stiff buds, nursing off them. One hand snuck down to her snatch. While sucking and licking her nipples, I slid a finger over her clit and pushed it into her cunt. Sheryl began breathing deeper, and I started working on her twat faster and faster. Both of us were really close to the edge from watching the video, and I was determined to make her cum first. I paid closer attention to her clit and she splayed her legs and started pumping her hips. "Shit, right there...no, faster...mmm....yesssss..." and her voice trailed off. She stiffened up as her orgasm hit her. Her snatch pulsed around my finger. I kept my hands working at her quivering twat as I licked my way down her stomach to her crotch. I heard moaning as my tongue touched Sheryl's snatch, whether Sheryl's or the mermaid's, I couldn't tell. I didn't care...Sheryl's cunt was too tasty for me to worry about the mermaid anymore. I kissed her lclit gently and ran my tongue slowly down her slit. The sweet smell of Sheryl's sex wafted around me. Her tangy juice gather on my tongue and face and hands. I used one hand to finger her cunt. I took a cunt-juice-coated index finger and pushed it slowly up into her asshole. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Definitely Sheryl this time, reacting to my fingers up her ass and cunt. I obliged her by fingering her holes more vigorously. I stopped licking and sat back a little, just so I could watch as my fingers moved in and out of her. I'd never really just looked at Sheryl's pussy be- fore, not like this, not when it was in use. Her lips were shiny with her juice, and as my fingers slid in and out of her, they almost quivered. Her asshole was brown and puckered, tight around my probing finger. A few sparse pubic hairs made it from her bush down the sides of her cunt. I looked up at Sheryl. She was staring at the TV with a glazed look in her eye as my hands plugged into her, just chant- ing "Oh fuck! Oh fuck it!" over and over again. I glanced back over my shoulder to see what was going on. On screen, his enor- mous rod slid in and out of her naked cunt. Her pussy was split wide by his thrusting tool driving into her. He sped up, finally pulling his cock out and jerking it furiously, holding the tip right up against her pussy. His cum pulsed out onto her cunt. He squeezed it out, until his cock was drained. He fell back, and the camera went for a close-up of her snatch, slick with their comingled juices. Her hand entered the picture and rubbed the cum over her pussy lips and into her cunt as the image faded to the words "...and they fucked happily ever after." Sheryl pushed my head back down and mumbled "Eat." I knew exactly what she wanted, but some little devil in me asked, "What?" without thinking. "Eat me..." "What do you want? Come on, tell me." This brought forth another suprise. She grabbed my hair and held my face into her pussy and shouted at the top of her lungs, "EAT MY FUCKING CUNT, YOU SON OF A BITCH!" I was rather taken aback...this was the first time Sheryl, or any other woman, for that matter, had ever given me such a command. But despite my innate despisal of orders, I happily obeyed. I was having too much fun to care about the neighbors hearing, and Sheryl was deep in Shameless Slut mode. I licked her clit and concentrated on the finger sliding in and out of her ass. The hole was tight and warm. Sheryl started breathing deeper, and moaning softly. I pursed my lips directly on her clit and sped up the fingers that were in her asshole and cunt. Sheryl went wild and started screaming. "Oh shit yes yes yes lick it oh god oh fuck lick it lick it lick it fuck oh shit my ass my asshole deeper oh FUCK FUCK FUCK!" I slid my tongue down to her asshole and ran the tip around the rim, jamming it in where her puckered anus met my finger. Sheryl gasped a little...I don't think anyone had ever licked her asshole before. Wriggling the finger in her butt, I continued to lick all around the tight brown hole, lapping up the pussy juice that had dripped down from her twat, and began did- dling her clit with my other hand. That was the final straw. I don't think either of us ex- pected her orgasm to be as intense as it was. This was perhaps the stuff of legends. With a loud "OH SHIT!" she clamped her asshole around my finger and jammed her entire crotch forward. Her legs stiffened up next to me. Her entire body shook, jig- gling her plump stomach. And when it was over, and she had relaxed, sweaty and ex- hausted onto the sofa, I pulled my finger out of her and kissed her asshole gently. Sheryl relaxed her grip on my head and I sat up and looked at her. "More?" "Don't even think it," she whispered. "That was too much." I sat down next to her and guided her hand to my cock. "You don't get a break yet," I said, putting my arms around her and kissing her. She kissed me back, weakly, and gently stroked my rigid pole. The bare minimum of friction kept me from cumming right then and there, but was enough to feel sensational. Sheryl got down on her knees in front of me and grabbed my cock. She started rubbing it up and down roughly. She looked up at me and licked her lips. "I want to see you cum. You have to tell me so I can watch." I nodded silently. Sheryl pouted and stopped moving her hand. "You don't sound too excited. Maybe I won't do it after all." "God damn it, YES! I'll tell you when I'm going to cum. Just don't stop!" "Ask me nicely." I whimpered. "Please. Pretty please, with whipped cream and chocolate sauce, please play with my cock..." I closed my eyes and sighed in relief as Sheryl's tongue made contact with my dick. She just the tip down from the hole to my balls, flicking gently along the ridges, driving me crazy. She kissed my balls and started licking the undersides, all the time stroking the shaft and head with her hand. I felt the tip of her tongue circling around my asshole, and then a sharp, unfamiliar sensation as Sheryl began to force a finger into me. It wasn't an unpleasant sensation, although whatever she was using to lubricate (probably saliva and/or pussy juice) wasn't quite good enough. Still, she got most, if not all, of her finger up, and after wiggling and moving for a few minutes, she was able to finger my asshole easily. The whole thing was a massive turn-on, and when Sheryl licked her way back up and took the head of my cock into her hot, wet mouth, I was going crazy. I tried to thrust my cock into her face, but her finger up my ass was restricting my movement. So I could only sit in growing ecstasy while Sheryl sucked me off and fingered my asshole. I ran my fingers through her hair and moaned her name. I looked down at her, seeing her eyes closed as my cock slid in and out of her mouth. Her tongue worked around the head of my prick. She sucked gently on the tip of my rod and ran her tongue in a spiral out from the hole to the base of the head. She released my cock and licked her way slowly down the shaft. Her moth trailed over my balls, and then down to my ass. As I had done for her, she licked my anus right around her finger. The feeling was incredible, and I could see why she had cum so much. I felt a familiar and pleasant tension beginning to work its way up in my balls. Shery lreturned to my cock, this time stroking my balls and licking directly on the head. In between licks. she looked up at me. "So, are you gonna cum on me? Give it to me!" "Oh, fuck, Sheryl, I..." and I couldn't speak any more. Sheryl pulled her mouth off of my cock and grabbed it with one chubby hand. She wrapped her fingers tighly around the shaft and stroked up and down. She looked up at me and licked her lips and said, "Come on, cum for me." She stroked my rod fas- ter, every so often bending down to lick the very tip. Her en- tire body, and especially her tits, were jiggling from her arm and wrist action. Persperation beaded on her forehead and chest as Sheryl jerked me off. The finger in my asshole plugged in and out of me. I finally lost it. "Sheeerylll..." My voice trail off as the two focii of pleasure became one giant knot of ecstasy, which started in the small of my back and worked forward to my cock. Every muscle in my body tensed in orgasm. A thick spurt of cum shot out of my cock, hitting me in the belly. Sheryl con- tinued to rub, and another gob oozed out of my dick, coating her hands. She pulled gently on my cock, drawing forth all the sperm she could. Finally, she leaned gently forward and kissed my semen-coated cock. She moved up to the couch next to me and kissed me, snuggling into my arms. We fell asleep that way, with her hand still wrapped around my rod.