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Write Club - Daphne vs. Pami
Duellists:
- Daphne Xu - http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Daphne_Xu/www/
- Pami - http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Pami/www/
Referee: Rui Jorge
There were no special rules.
The words:
- Daphne: liberty, reform, drug
- Rui: mohican, nude, aquatic
- Pami: chortle, tycoon, rainforest.
The decision can be found on ASSD.
The 'Write Club' site is at
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Rui_Favorites/www/Write_Club/
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The Sports Camp
by Daphne xu (daphne@nym.alias.net)
"Hey, Nancy! Funny seeing you here." Nancy jumped at
the sound behind her. Oh, gosh! she thought. Someone
recognized her! She'd hoped to be unknown in this
event here. It would be so embarrassing to have
someone find out she was here. This was way down in
some place like South America -- Vespugia or something
like that -- deep in the middle of the rainforest.
She'd seen the flier posted on a couple streetlights,
calling for participants in a sports event. The
advertisement promised free transportation and room
and board, as well as payment. She'd jumped at the
opportunity, to get away from school, family, and
everything else. It would be for a couple of months,
and then she'd come back.
When she arrived, she'd been disturbed and upset to
discover that the sports would be all-nude events --
nude tennis, nude aquatic sports, nude gymnastics,
nude volleyball, nude Taekwondo, and nude sex. She'd
found that her tennis skirts, swimsuit, and leotards
were all useless. Actually, not so useless. It was
so darn hot down here, that she wore them during the
day.
She found herself to be quite popular here, because of
her Japanese ancestry. There were very few Japanese
Americans here, or Asian Americans of any type. Most
were African Americans, but quite a few were white
Americans as well. They were all from the US, to her
surprise. Nobody was from any other country. A
surprising number were pregnant, including the black
roommate Nancy had been assigned.
Nancy was surprised and a bit disturbed that they had
to attend classes in the morning. But she was even
more surprised to find that they were all much more
interesting than classes at home were. In the
afternoon, they took sports class, and also had time
to wander around and think and relax. Nancy had
signed up for tennis. Of course, the classes were
nude and coed. Birth control pills were mandatory for
all the girls, except the pregnant ones. There was
also talk about drugs -- they were banned here, and
drug-treatment was mandatory for those addicted.
Nancy had never been in such a scrape before.
Typically, the classes consisted of games, with
relatively little instruction. They were meant to be
fun, to watch as well as to play. Nancy noticed
videocamera recorders hidden in spots, videotaping
everything.
Her first game was a three-set singles match against a
guy. They were both nude, and Nancy was totally
embarrassed at the start, going out in front of the
others. But she was a good player, and put aside her
embarrassment once the action started. She noticed
that the guy kept getting distracted by erections, and
she defeated him handily.
She eventually became accustomed to the nudity, and
during some of her free time watched other games in
progress.
Nancy was wearing a one-piece swimsuit now, and Amy
was wearing a bikini top with shorts. Nancy put down
the book she'd been engrossed in, and looked up. It
was Amy, her older sister's best friend. Weren't they
off at college now? "Amy! Hello, wha-- er, nice to
see you here. How are you doing?"
"So what are you reading there?" Amy asked.
Nancy looked down at her book. "'The Last of the
Mohicans.' It's rather long and slow, difficult to
read. But it's quite interesting, once you get into
it, and I can't seem to put it down now."
"Oh, I read it two years ago for American Literature
class. We had Mrs. Van Dorn. She was awfully tough."
"Yes. She's part of the reason I ran away. But what
are you doing here?"
"Shhh..." whispered Amy, as she sat down next to
Nancy. "I'm investigating."
"Investigating? What do you mean?"
"Investigating this place. We suspect that this is a
front for laundering drug money.
"Money-laundering?!?"
"Yes. The financier of this camp is a Colombian
tycoon, thought to be a major drug kingpin and
importer of drugs into the USA."
"But how could that be?" asked Nancy. "They seem to
emphasize an awful lot the badness of drugs here.
This could almost be a reform school for drug addicts
and pregnant girls."
"Yes," chortled Amy. "Notice the irony. It is
designed to help out drug addicts and inner city
kids. I've discovered quite a few things. I'm not at
liberty to disclose them, just yet. But yes, this is
a money-laundering scheme, and also a scheme for
producing nude and sexy videos and pictures. But it
seems like the tycoon discovered he was actually able
to do good with this camp."
"Well, I don't believe in God. But they say that God
works in mysterious ways."
"Yes, and the last thing I want to do is shut it
down. There are so many other targets to go after."
"What about college?" asked Nancy. "You haven't
dropped out, have you?"
"Leave of Absence," answered Amy. "They approved of
the investigation. I might even get some independent-
study credit, if I write it up. I'm not sure that I
want to, now. Hey, I have to get going now. I do
gymnastics in half an hour. Come and watch, if you
want."
"Okay. Nice to see you again!"
Amy left. Nancy didn't have to show up for tennis for
another couple of hours, so she sat for awhile
thinking about things. She got up and headed toward
the gymnasiums.
She sat down in the bleachers, and watched. Two lines
of girls and a few boys were headed toward the same
vault bench. A girl from each line alternatively ran
and flipped into a handstand over the bench and landed
on the other side. Nancy wondered what would happen
if two of them collided, but none ever did. She
watched a very-late pregnant girl run rather breath-
lessly up, wondering how in the world she would ever
manage the vault. But she did it. A boy vaulted from
the other line just behind her.
A few minutes later, the end of the vaulting was
announced, and the vault benches were removed and
replaced by three sets of uneven bars. Amy entered to
the set on the left; a boy Nancy recognized from her
dorm entered to the middle; and, to Nancy's surprise,
her roommate entered to the right.
Someone blew a whistle, and they all started. Nancy
watched all three of them in tern, but watched her
roommate the most. They were all doing the same
routine; her roommate a bit more slowly and clumsily
than the others, but Nancy wondered how she could do
it at all, being pregnant and all that. Her arms and
legs must be so strong to accomplish that, she
thought.
After the event, the three participants ran to each
other and congratulated each other, and Nancy couldn't
help running down to hug them each in turn. A couple
others came down from the audience as well.
They all went back up to the audience together, and
watched the rest of the show. Afterwards, they
followed Nancy to the tennis courts. As Nancy slipped
off her swimsuit and went up to her side of the court,
she wondered if she could ever perform as well as the
other three had just done. Of course, she was going
to defeat her opponent, but she was good at tennis.
She wondered if she should try something new.
The END
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Anna and the King
by Pami (Pami1968@aol.com)
Anna couldn't believe that she was actually here! Her
parents would just absolutely DIE if they knew their
darling daughter was somewhere in South America, on a
rescue effort to save the Amazon rainforest. The
activist group that she participated in had paid the
airfare for her and five others to fly down to do what
they could to stop the rape and pillage of the lush
greenery.
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Anna was the youngest daughter of well-to-do parents
in the Midwest United States. She had been their
"favorite accident" and had been born when her mother
was 44 and her father 50. Her older brothers and
sisters (five of them) were separated evenly by two
years apiece. Even in his home life, Anna's father
liked to have everything go according to plan. As
they were growing up, Anna's mother stayed home,
raising them all like a good wife and mother, while
her husband was the breadwinner. He had started as an
assembly-line worker in a plant, but had managed to
work his way all the way to the top. He had become the
owner of his own plant, where he proudly employed his
four sons, along with about 1000 other people in their
small city. Not a financial tycoon, for sure, but the
family had more than enough money to take nice
vacations and not worry about college tuitions. Anna
was the result of an evening after a Christmas party
when her parents had a little too much to drink, and
had mistakenly thought that it was a "safe" time of
the month.
She had been spoiled from the day of her birth, not
only by her doting parents, who thought her the most
beautiful baby they had ever seen, but also by her
siblings. Her youngest sister was 12 and was
overjoyed to have a live baby doll to play with. She
attended public school in town, where she was always
the first one picked for kickball at recess, and she
always managed to charm her teachers into giving her
A's, scattered with the occasional B. Homecoming
Queen was a shoo-in, for Anna was as friendly as she
was beautiful. Her blonde hair shone in thick waves
down to her tight little ass, and her breasts had
developed in nice sized C-cups with nipples that
tilted up. Her blue eyes were always alight with
good-hearted laughter, and when she wore her
cheerleading outfit, her slim legs seemed to stretch
on for miles. All the girls wanted to be her friend,
and all the boys wanted to be her lover. But Anna
held herself just a little bit aloof. She had no
intention of rushing into sex, and certainly not in
high school, when just one word could ruin a girl's
reputation. She was friends with everyone, but that
was it.
She went off to college about six hours away. The
school was in a city, and expensive. Anna was lucky
that financial aid wasn't necessary, since her father
had by now handed the reins of the plant over to her
oldest brother and taken a generous retirement
package. She drifted aimlessly through classes, not
really sure of her direction in life. She changed
majors three times in her freshman year, and settled
on ecology just because it seemed a little more
interesting than the others. At home she had a few
pets, and she loved gardening, even creating a small
aquatic garden with lily pads and various kinds of
floating plants. She even liked the frogs that called
her garden home, and enjoyed listening to them croak
as she fell asleep at night.
Then, during her sophomore year, Anna's life changed.
She walked into a class on endangered species, and she
saw the most magnificent man she imagined had ever
existed. He was tall, dark, and handsome, of course,
and Anna just knew that he was the one for her. She
sat next to him and smiled at him with her straight
white teeth, and introduced herself.
Dirk saw her come through the door that first day. No
man with blood running through his veins would miss
her, he thought. She had the wholesome All-American
look that won beauty pageants. Her plaid shorts came
to mid-thigh, displaying a nice length of slim thigh
and a pair of slightly dimpled knees. He had a sudden
vision of those legs clasped around his waist as he
thrust deep into her. He knew he was attractive...
his mirror had told him that from the time he was old
enough to look into one. When the vision sat down
next to him and introduced herself, and he heard her
melodic voice, he determined that he would have her.
In every sense of the word. There was no doubt in his
mind. He knew that she was meant for him.
He had extended his hand that day and introduced
himself to Anna, and he had held her hand long enough
that she had developed a slight flush across her
cheekbones. Then class had started and they both paid
attention to the professor at the front of the room.
Some sort of inner radar had kept them aware of each
other the whole way through the lecture, though.
Within two weeks, Dirk and Anna were an item.
Wherever they went, people looked. Two such perfect
specimens of the human race were hard to miss. Dirk
had realized by now that Anna was a virgin, and he was
tickled at the idea of being her first lover. Anna's
sixth sense knew that she had saved herself specially
for this man. They took things slow, not even kissing
until the fifth date. Dirk was patient. He knew she
would be worth the wait, and besides, he was able to
satisfy his lustful urges with other coeds. He didn't
consider it cheating on Anna... he was just used to
getting his rocks off, and as long as he didn't
deceive the other women into thinking he wanted them
for more than a night or two, he didn't consider that
he was doing anything wrong. The women didn't seem to
mind.
Dirk had talked Anna into joining his activist group.
He was the leader of a grass-roots chapter of a
prominent rainforest protection faction. They never
did anything illegal, but they staged sit-ins and
picketing of politicians' offices for legislative
reform and other small potatoes types of protests.
Anna's parents were just delighted that the light of
their life seemed to have found a path in life. Not
that she could do anything wrong, but her parents had
spent some worried nights discussing their youngest
child's lack of direction. When fall break had rolled
around, Anna had brought Dirk home for the family to
meet. Although it was rather sudden, the entire
family seemed to like Dirk. He appeared to have it
all... he was intelligent, good-looking, and he adored
Anna just like they did.
It was agreed upon that at semester break, Dirk would
take Anna home to meet his family. Anna was excited
by the idea, and although her family would miss her at
the holidays, they said that it was okay with them.
They lived in Florida, which was far away, but Anna
assured her parents that when she and Dirk settled
down, it would be closer to home.
At the airport, Dirk surprised Anna. They were
looking at the departing flights, when Dirk took Anna
over to the international flights, and pointed at the
monitor.
"That's our flight, baby," he smiled at her.
Anna was confused. "Dirk, honey... that doesn't go to
Miami. That goes to... Brazil?" she responded with a
question in her tone.
Dirk sat her down in a chair and knelt before her.
"Anna, you know how much the rainforest means, right?"
She nodded. "Well, of course. Isn't that we have
been working for?"
Dirk grinned. "This is the opportunity of a lifetime.
Headquarters has given our chapter six round trip
plane tickets to go down and see if we can get through
to some of the developers that are ruining the
jungle." The excitement in his voice was obvious.
"This is gonna be great, Anna! Just think... you and
me, saving thousands of animals for the world."
Anna was doubtful. "Well, Dirk. I thought... we were
going to go meet your family. Won't they be worried
when we don't show up?"
"Anna... baby... they already know what my life's
mission is. They know that we are going to save the
planet. They know that you are with me, and they are
just pleased that you and I are going to do this
together. There will be plenty of time for you to
meet them. We have our whole life together ahead of
us, but this only comes along once in a lifetime."
Dirk ended fervently, grasping Anna's hand in his.
"Hey... are you guys coming along or what?" a feminine
voice called across the din of the airport. It was
Marielle, one of the other women in the group, and she
was beckoning to them from an open gate where she was
about to board a plane.
"Baby? You coming?"
Anna inhaled deeply and smiled at Dirk. "Well, okay.
Let's go save the world, hon." And he smiled back at
her as they crossed the seating area and boarded the
plane.
******************************************
After four days' bus travel to get to the edge of the
jungle, Anna, Dirk, Marielle, and the others in their
little band of merry men were happy to arrive at their
final destination. It had been an eye-opening
experience, sitting on a non-air conditioned bus
without a toilet for that long. The smelly bodies of
the other passengers were almost too much for Anna,
and even Dirk experienced a small twinge of doubt at
various times during the trip. Nevertheless, there
they were. They had one room for the six of them,
with two queen sized beds. That meant some close
sleeping quarters, but at least they had a shower in
their room, which they drew lots to see who would get
it first. Anna was last, but she groaned good-
naturedly, and joked about making sure there was hot
water for her when she finally got in.
They slept like rocks that night, girls in one bed,
guys in the other. Anna had pushed the sleeping
arrangements, and it wasn't worth an argument to
anyone to disagree with her. They were all a little
nervous, but excited at their plans.
The next morning they set out for the offices of Chem-
Lab Industries. They had planned their itinerary on
the way down to South America, and the group had
decided that Chem-Lab was one of the companies that
they absolutely HAD to reach with their message. They
carried with them picket signs they had made the
evening before, hoping that enough people understood
English to be able to get their message across.
The company was part of a vast international
conglomerate that dabbled in everything from clothing
manufacturing to construction to computer microchips
to medical research. That was the part of the company
that was Chem-Lab. Their mission was to discover new
vaccines and cures to the health risks that the world
faced. So far, the company was able to point to
significant progress in the diagnosis and treatment of
Alzheimer's Disease, and had come up with one of the
most potent drug cocktails used to treat AIDS on the
market today. It was no coincidence that they had one
of their largest labs on the edge of the Amazon river
basin. The area was rich in undiscovered plants and
animals, and there was no way of knowing just what
serums could be found in the blood and fluids of these
wondrous species.
Chem-Lab's building was a large white steel behemoth,
looking out of place against the jungle on the
horizon. Dirk, Anna, and company marched up to the
lobby, approached the security guard and demanded to
speak to the manager of the facility. The room was an
atrium that was all glass on the front wall, and the
sun shone through, nurturing the large trees that
towered above the floor. The lobby was at least six
or seven stories tall, and noises echoed in the hushed
atmosphere. The security guard spoke some English,
and understood what they were saying, but his mind was
more occupied with lascivious thoughts of Anna,
Marielle, and the other American girl standing before
him. They were very fair-skinned compared with the
women of his native country and he wondered if it was
true that all American girls were sluts. He smiled at
his thoughts, and the small group grew upset at his
apparent disregard for their fervor. Their voices
grew in volume, and they started to yell.
Guy Evans heard the commotion through his window above
the lobby. His office was on the third floor, and
stretched the impressive width of the building. Since
he was the president of this division of the company,
it was only right that he had the largest office, of
course. He was an American, with several degrees from
universities around the world, including business and
biochemistry. Guy punched up the camera view of the
security guard's station and whistled as he saw the
small group there. The placards they carried
proclaimed themselves another damn bunch of liberal
activists, but the whistle was for the women. They
all looked to be around 20 or so, and the bodies on
them were as delectable as they were different. Guy
felt his cock twitch slightly in his pants, and he
buzzed the guard's station.
Dirk motioned the group to silence as the guard picked
up the phone. The end of the conversation they heard
consisted mostly of the word "Si" which they all knew
meant yes, and the guard was nodding vociferously.
Finally, he hung up the phone and smiled at the young
adults. "Third floor. Senor Evans will meet with
you."
The group whooped a little bit and walked over to the
elevator that the guard had indicated. On the way up
to the third floor, they talked quickly and quietly
and decided to let Dirk talk for them. They couldn't
believe that it was that easy to get in to see the
president of the division that easily! They were
flushed with their success.
Guy Evans himself greeted them as they disembarked
from the elevator. He smiled genially, and shook each
of their hands like they were real business
colleagues. He cordially invited them into his office
and had his secretary get them each a cold beverage.
And then he let them talk.
Anna was barely listening as she tried to make herself
realize that she was really there. Dirk's voice rang
with conviction, and while she took in the tone, she
wasn't paying attention to his words. This Guy Evans
wasn't anything like she expected. She wasn't sure
what she HAD expected, but she knew that it wasn't
this man before her. He was mild-mannered looking,
probably around 45 or 50, standing about 5'10", small
paunch to his belly, slightly graying black hair, and
brown eyes that were behind wire-rimmed glasses. In
fact, he looked sort of like her older brother Billy,
and she thought that she might like this man. Surely
he would listen to reason and stop invading the virgin
territory that he was ruining with his company's
selfishness. Guy was darkly tanned, she imagined from
being outside in the tropical sun, and he had a tinge
of redness to his skin. Almost like a native American
Indian, she thought, and then she had a absurd vision
of him dancing naked around a campfire like a savage
Mohican. She giggled aloud, and then she blushed as
she realized that the conversation had stopped with
her interruption and she was now the focus of
everyone's attention.
Guy had been nodding and smiling as the boy talked,
but he was really thinking about the women. The
redhead... what was her name... Marysomething... had a
voluptuous body that he would kill to see nude. She
looked like a wild fuck with her long auburn hair and
big tits. Her t-shirt was clinging to her and he
could just make out her nipples as they grew erect in
the air conditioning. And then there was the
brunette. He couldn't even remember her name... she
looked like a boy. Her dark hair was short and her
breasts looked like mosquito bites. She didn't have
much in the way of hips, and he wondered briefly if
she was a dyke. He liked watching a little lesbian
action, and he could just picture her strapping on a
fake dick and driving it into the redhead until they
both came their lights out. But the blonde. Holy
Shit... if they made them like that in the States now,
he needed to move back. She was a classic beauty,
with that spun gold hair and those sea blue eyes, and
the killer body to match. Guy wondered if her skin
was as soft as it looked, and he knew he would have to
find a way to find out. What was her name... Anna.
That was it. Well, they called him the King of Chem-
Lab. Maybe he would make his own little Anna and the
King movie.
He was startled out of his erotic fantasies by her
laugh. Everyone looked at her, and she blushed. Dirk
asked her what was funny with a slightly annoyed tone
in his voice, and Anna just brushed it off with some
remark about the bubbles from her carbonated soda
going down the wrong way.
Guy cleared his throat and then offered to give the
activists a guided tour of the facilities. If they
could see what good was coming out of the work done
here, surely they would understand the necessity of
invading further and further into the rainforest.
Dirk asked if they could discuss it for a moment, and
Guy smoothly acquiesced, walking to the other side of
the vast room to give them privacy. Later on he would
listen to the tapes and find out what they were
saying.
After a few minutes of heated conversation, Dirk
announced that they would not be able to take a guided
tour. Guy could see there had been an argument,
because one of the other men and the redhead and the
blonde had annoyed looks on their faces. He expressed
his regret that they didn't want to investigate
further since they had traveled so many thousands of
miles but he wasn't going to force them into it.
Perhaps they would like to come back the next day for
lunch? He was sure that they would appreciate having
some other Americans to talk to, and he would be more
than happy to let them join the workers in the company
cafeteria. They looked at each other, and then
acquiesced. Even Dirk knew better than to try to keep
them away from almost home-cooked food.
After the group left, Guy called a couple of his most
trusted chemists into his office. He shared with them
the videotape of the small group that had just left,
and he could see the lust in their eyes as they took
in the well-formed bodies of the young men and women
that would be coming back the next day. It wouldn't
be the first group of activists that they had "turned
to the dark side", and they discussed the best way to
divide and conquer this assortment of innocents.
The evening was uneventful for Dirk, Anna, Marielle,
and the others. They had dinner in a small cantina,
and Dirk did his best to make Anna smile. She was a
bit depressed, being so far from home, with her family
not knowing where she was, and Dirk set out to cheer
her up. He did so with little problem... she was so
transparent and she loved him so much that just
holding his hand went a long way to making her feel
better.
That night Anna fell quickly asleep. After her
breathing evened out, Marielle slipped out of the
girls' bed and crawled over to the guys' bed. Dirk
was on the edge furthest from the middle of the room,
and she could make out his leg sticking out from under
the sheet. She grinned. She and Dirk had been lovers
for over a year, and she had no intention of his
relationship with Anna interfering.
Marielle ran her hand lightly up the well-muscled leg
of Dirk, and heard him mumble in his sleep. He
shifted, so she held her hand still for a moment.
Then she continued feeling her way up until she
reached the crotch of his boxer shorts. Normally Dirk
slept naked, she knew, but he was wearing boxers to
preserve the modesty of the group. She cupped her
hand over the bulge she felt there, and cradled his
soft prick in the warmth of her palm.
Slowly, Marielle began to massage his length, and she
was rewarded as Dirk's cock hardened under her touch.
She strategically positioned the fly of the shorts
over his dick, and as he grew erect, the material
separated, allowed her to liberate his cock so she
could touch it directly.
Dirk moaned in his sleep. In his dream, Anna was
finally touching him as he wanted her to. They hadn't
even indulged in heavy petting yet, and the closest he
had gotten to getting her to touch him was one night
in the movies when she had accidentally missed the
popcorn tub in his lap and touched his cock instead.
She had quickly withdrawn her hand, but he had jerked
off that night fantasizing about her opening his fly
and giving him a hand job right there in the theater.
In his dream, that was exactly what was happening, and
it felt so good that he woke up.
Dirk jumped as he woke up, realizing that there was
indeed a hand jerking him off, and he immediately
thought it was the guy next to him in bed. He pulled
off the sheet and looked down in the darkness to see
the faint outline of Marielle, and he could see that
it was her. He breathed a huge sigh of relief and
moaned quietly as he enjoyed the sensation of her hand
rubbing over the head of his now fully erect cock.
Marielle knew when Dirk woke up. His breathing
changed, and when he threw the sheet back, she grinned
up at him. She didn't miss a beat on his prick,
though, and kept stroking him closer to his climax.
Dirk knew he was getting close, and he didn't want to
run the risk of anyone waking up at the wrong moment.
He wasn't an exhibitionist, and although the idea of
coming with other people in the room was kind of
titillating, he couldn't imagine what Anna would say.
Marielle was a hot bitch, but he loved Anna.
So he pulled her hand off of him, and pointed at the
bathroom. She crawled into the bathroom, shaking her
ass at him as she went, and he followed, striding
quickly across the room.
The second he shut the bathroom door behind them, he
dropped to his knees behind her. He leaned over her
and as his hand felt the wetness of her cunt through
her panties, he whispered in her ear. "You fucking
bitch. You just can't get enough, can you? Is this
what you want?" And he pulled aside the gusset of her
drenched panties and thrust himself into her. He
heard her start to moan, and he covered her mouth with
his hand.
He fucked her hard and deep. There was no love
between them, but there was a burning lust on both of
their parts. They knew what the other liked and they
weren't ashamed to give it to each other. Luckily for
Dirk and Marielle, what they both loved was hot and
dirty sex, raw and wild, with a little bit of s & m
thrown in for spice.
It only took about five minutes for Marielle to
orgasm. She loved feeling Dirk give it to her doggy
style. He got so deep that she swore that his sperm
would shoot out her mouth when he came. She moaned
into Dirk's hand as she climaxed, and when Dirk felt
her tight cunt spasm around him, he thrust hard into
her and held it there as he spurted his essence into
her. He bit the nape of her neck to keep himself from
yelling, but damn.... it had been almost a week since
his last fuck and it felt GOOD!
He pulled out of her, and she turned around and
cleaned him with her mouth. He loved it when she did
that, and he hoped that someday Anna would be so nasty
for him. Once their juices were off of him, he tucked
himself back into his shorts and left the bathroom
without a word. Marielle understood. She wiped her
dripping pussy with some toilet tissue, and went off
to bed herself.
Neither one of them noticed that Anna's breathing had
changed.
***********************************
The next morning, the small group got showered and
dressed and headed off to Chem-lab for their lunch
appointment. If Anna was quiet, no one really noticed
except Dirk, and he accepted her excuse about the heat
getting to her at face value.
Guy met them in the atrium this time. He smiled as he
checked out the women again, and he smirked inside as
he thought about the fun he had planned. On the
surface, though, he was quite the genial host, and led
them to a small room on the top floor. Once there, he
explained that he had decided that it would be better
to have them all together in a smaller room so that
they could get to know each other better.
He introduced Mark Palmer and Trisha Johnson to Dirk,
Anna, and the rest. Mark and Trisha were also
American, which helped to give them all a common
ground. They all sat down around an oval table and a
waitress began serving them their meal.
It was delicious, Anna thought, as she munched on a
leafy green salad with a wonderful ranch dressing on
it. There was wine... white, and a fine merlot, if
they preferred. Anna wasn't much used to drinking,
but she didn't want to shame Dirk in front of anyone,
so she agreed to a glass of white wine. Guy, Mark,
and Trisha drank water, since they were working of
course. Anna's mind was whirling with what she had
seen and heard the previous night. It was obvious to
her that Marielle and Dirk had something going on, and
she didn't know what to do about it. She didn't want
to confront them here, in a strange country, and she
still loved Dirk. But Anna really wished that she had
gone home to see her family for the holidays.
It was apparent to Guy that something was bothering
Anna. He really couldn't care less what it was, but
he asked her in order to gain her confidence. The
conversations around them receded into the background,
and Anna found herself telling Guy the whole story
about Dirk and Marielle. He was just so like her
brother... she felt so comfortable around him. Guy
nodded at the waitress, who kept refilling Anna's wine
glass. He felt exultant inside. This was going to be
so easy, he thought, as he chuckled...no, he chortled!
Anna stopped suddenly. Was this man laughing at her?
There she was, telling him her troubles, and he
laughed in the middle of them. She felt tears in her
eyes, and she got up from the table and quickly walked
to the windows.
Mark and Trisha looked up at Guy in alarm. They were
having a great time and couldn't wait for the next
phase of the plan. Was Guy going to ruin it now? But
Guy just nodded and smiled at them and they relaxed
and concentrated on the tight young bodies before
them.
Guy got up and went over to Anna. She was looking out
the window and crying. He took her gently by the arm
and led her into the next room. "Now Anna. Come
here," and he took her into his arms and let her cry
into his shoulder. He soothed her with words of
comfort.
Anna felt good standing here with Guy. Oh, he WAS
just like her brother Billy! He was so kind and
understanding, and she just couldn't remember why they
were here to make trouble for this kind hearted gentle
soul. He just wanted to help humanity. She decided
that she would do what she could to make Dirk
understand. They would just have to move on to the
next on their list of targets on their itinerary.
Slowly, as her tears cleared up, Anna became aware of
something hard pushing against her stomach. She
glanced down, and she saw that Guy's cock seemed huge
and was making the bulge she felt. She drew away
quickly, but she felt a small tingle in her nether
regions. It must be the wine, she thought.
Guy smirked to himself as he saw Anna look down at his
cock. The newly discovered aphrodisiac in the wine
was taking effect. He could see her nipples grow
erect and his mouth watered at the sight. Soon, he
told himself.
"Anna, sometimes men are just like that. They just
have to get laid, you know. If we don't get release,
we just become animals." Guy told her matter of
factly. He knew that the drug was working, because
Anna's sea blue eyes just looked up into his and she
didn't move a muscle.
"Your precious Dirk is no better than the rest of us,
sweet Anna" he informed her, taking her by the hand
over to the wall that adjoined the banquet room.
"Just look at this..." and he touched a button.
The wall dematerialized into a two-way mirror and Guy
and Anna looked into the room they had left. Anna's
breath caught in her throat.
Marielle was sucking off Mark, and while she was on
all fours, one of the other guys in their group was
licking her pussy. Over in the other corner, there
was a daisy chain, with Trisha, and Kathy, the boyish
brunette, and Dirk, and the other guy they had brought
with them. Anna felt electricity run down her spine
and explode somewhere "down there" as she watched.
"Now, Anna, don't you want to feel that pleasure?" Guy
murmured at her. He took her hand and placed it on
his now exposed cock, wrapping his hand around hers to
jerk him off. As she picked up the rhythm he bent
down and started sucking on her tits through her
blouse. She hadn't worn a bra, and she felt every
lick and suck and nibble. And it felt GREAT! She
couldn't stop watching the debauchery in the
neighboring room, and she didn't want to have the
wonderful sensations stop running through her body.
"Yes..." Anna panted as she continued to stroke Guy's
prick. She didn't care anymore. She wanted to know
what it was all about. She pushed Guy away from her.
She pulled her shirt over her head, unsnapped her
shorts and pushed them down to the floor with her
panties.
Guy was amazed. What a hot slut she was turning into!
Anna was beyond his wildest dreams. Her body was even
better than he imagined, and he silently thanking her
stupid boyfriend for giving him this gift. When Anna
bent over, staring through the window at her friends,
and she looked over her back at him, he moved as
quickly as he could.
His cock up against her dripping snatch, he rubbed
back and forth until he heard her start to moan. "Beg
for it, Anna. Tell me... Tell me what you want...
come on, Anna..."
Anna's head swirled from the wine and the drug and the
show in front of her, and she knew what she wanted.
She wanted to feel what Marielle had felt last night.
As he heard her start to beg him, Guy hit a button on
the wall by her head. As the two way mirror turned
into plain glass, Dirk saw the love of his life scream
in passion as the man behind her rammed his cock into
her.
The sight was too much for Dirk, and he lost it then,
shooting his load into the sucking mouth of Trisha.
As he yelled, the rest of the group saw the same
sight, and one by one, they all climaxed.
Guy smiled as he and Anna shuddered in orgasm
together. It was good to be the King!
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