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TJ's Story

My name is Timothy Alan Jefferson Jr, 'TJ' for short. The story I'm about to tell you is about my life from birth to the present day. My memory starts at age at four. I only remember big events that occurred to Dad and me until I was seven, after that I remember everything. Dad told me about my birth and what happened shortly after that.

Dad met Mom while both of them were in college. They both came from well to do families, not rich, but very well off. After Dad earned his JD and Mom earned her degree, they decided to marry. Mom was hired by a prestigious accounting firm and Dad was hired by a tax law firm. Mom and Dad enjoyed their marriage, Dad was really in love with her. Mom was different from Dad in the respect that she liked to party, a lot and hard. Dad not so much. After about two years of marriage, Mom started going out without Dad. Mom belonged to a group of party animals, but she never cheated on Dad.

Three years into their marriage, little me came along. Dad was so proud of me and of himself, you see I was the cutest little black boy in the hospital! Mom loved me to pieces, she was always kissing me and hugging me. This went on until I was twelve months old, then things changed.

Mom started partying again right after my first birthday. Dad was always with me when she was out. Her party buddies now were a different bunch than she had before. These creeps were into booze, drugs and god knows what. Mom was introduced to drugs while she was intoxicated and it wasn't long until she was hooked. Dad tried to get her into rehab, but she refused. It wasn't long until Dad found out she was selling herself to support her drug habit. He confronted her about it and she told him, "Fuck off, it's my life now and if you want a piece of ass from me, it will cost you two hundred!"

Just before I turned two, she disappeared and wasn't heard from until I was three. Dad received a letter, postmarked from the Dominican Republic. Mom told him she fell in love with her Dominican pimp and ran away with him. She also told Dad she no longer loved him, didn't want to return to the States and didn't care what happened to him or to me.

Pop was devastated, he really loved her and thought she would return home. Needless to say, he divorced her as soon as papers could be drawn up and being a 'friend of the court', he was soon a free and single man.

Later Dad did hear through his ex-in-laws that my Mom was killed by her pimp.

Dad was able to bring her remains back to the states and she is buried in her family cemetery. I saw her grave once, but the experience didn't mean anything to me. I told Dad he didn't need to bring me back.

Dad had hired a nanny, not long after Mom had left, to care for me. I kinda thought of her as being my 'Mom' until I found out the whole story.

Dad started dating after the divorce, but I didn't get to meet any of his dates until I was eight. One Saturday Dad told me he was going to bring a very special lady home and I was to be on my best behaviour. I was excited because Dad was excited when he told me this. My nanny, Rose, stayed with me until Dad came back home an hour or so later. He walked in through the door, leading a very pretty white lady! She smiled at me and said, "Hello TJ, my name is Helen, I have been wanting so much to meet you."

"Hi," I said very bashfully. "I'm pleased to meet you also."

Dad said, "Let's all go out for dinner and become better acquainted. Where would you like to go?" he asked Helen.

"Wherever TJ would like to go," she replied.

"You might be surprised where he wants to go," Dad said. "He likes good food, especially steak."

"Can we go to Morton's?" TJ asked his Dad. "Please!"

"If Helen says she is fine with that, we will go," Dad said.

"Told you so," he told Helen.

Dinner was great as usual, we all talked, Helen more than Dad or I. She was very interested in my life and my favorite toys and all the stuff that kids like. I started to warm up to her, she was what I would have wanted a Mom to be. I smiled at her a lot.

We went back to our house and had a lot of fun. Dad and Helen played my games, I love Chutes and Ladders and I won many times.

"I think I should take Helen home now, Sport," he said. "I'll be back home in about an hour.

"Okay, Dad."

"It was a pleasure to meet you," Helen said. "And dinner was so special, thanks for wanting to go to Morton's. I challenge you to a Chutes and Ladders duel next time I come over, Okay?"

"Okay," I said. "I like you, will you be my Mom?"

"Son, don't ask her grownup questions like that, you'll scare her away."

"Oh no he won't, he is a little darling and I would love to be able to love him."

"Rose, please put the little imp to bed while I'm gone."

Then Dad and Helen were gone. Rose took me to my bedroom and soon I was asleep.

Dad brought Helen over the next Saturday and we had a lot of fun. There was a small carnival in town and we spent most of the afternoon there. I think I rode every ride at least twice. I liked the Tilt-A-Whirl best because I was squeezed between Dad and Helen. I liked that, it made me very happy.

During the week Dad told me more about Helen, how she was divorced. She was two years younger than Dad and she had a little girl my age and her birthday is the day after mine.. "Would you like to meet her next Saturday?" he asked.

"Sure," I said. I had no idea how my answer to that question would change all our lives.

"Okay, Saturday it is and we will have a big barbecue in the back yard. Steak okay?"

"I love steak Dad, you know that," I replied.

I really wanted to see Helen again and if she had a kid all the better, I would have someone to play with. I just hoped she wasn't a bully or would be snotty to me. Saturday came and I met her, her name was Samantha, Sam for short. She was nice just like her mother and she liked steak also! We played all afternoon while her mom and my dad watched us and talked. They were kissing a lot also. Dad and Helen went into the house and Rose came out to watch us for awhile. She set up a wading pool and Sam and I played in there, getting our clothes wet.

Dad and Helen came back out into the yard and I saw big smiles on both their faces. "Come here kids," Dad called. "Helen and I want to tell you some good news!"

We scampered up to them and sat on the ground. "What's up, Dad?" I asked.

Dad took Helen's hand in his and said, "I asked Helen to be my wife and she said, 'Yes' and I want you to know she will be your Mom."

I ran up to 'Mom' and hugged her legs, then I hugged my dad's legs. I was so happy! Sam hugged me and I hugged her. She hugged Dad and then her Mom, she was smiling from ear to ear. From now on Helen was my Mom and Dad was Sam's dad. Then I thought, was Sam my sister?

"Dad does this make me and Sam brother and sister?"

"Yes and no," replied Helen. "You are called stepbrother and stepsister. Just like brother and sister, but with different parents."

"Oh okay, can we go play now?"

"Scoot your two and have fun. We will be right here watching."

Sam and I played some more until we both were tired. 'Mom' then took Sam by the hand and Dad drove them back to their house.

A lot of activity was occurring around our house. One day all of us were in the car and Dad and Helen drove us into a new neighborhood. We pulled into the drive of a very pretty house. We got out of the car and Dad said, "If you kids like this house, this will be our new home together. Go look around and tell us what you two little ones think."

Sam and I scampered from room to room. The kitchen was really big and there was a fireplace in a big room that was open to the kitchen. There was another room full of books and had a big TV with couches that leaned back. I was impressed with that. Sam and I went upstairs, it was full of bedrooms. "This one is mine," Sam said, looking into a room that any little girl would love.

I looked into a room in the corner, "This is mine," I said.

Sam and I went downstairs and Dad opened the patio doors so we could look outside. The backyard was huge but what Sam and I saw first was the swimming pool. It was beautiful and so big. The water was so blue and I could see clear to the bottom. I really liked this house, it had everything that I could want and Sam could want.

"Well what do you two think of this place," Helen asked.

"Mommy, I love it!" Sam said.

"Dad, are we really going to live here, with the big pool and everything?" I asked.

"Yes Son, we are all going to live here, Helen and Sam, you and I. Guess what, tomorrow we are all going for a trip to Las Vegas where Helen and I will be married and then you can call her Mom all you want."

I was so happy. I grabbed Sam and we danced in circles until we were dizzy.

That was the beginning of the best life a child could have and I have many fond memories of my childhood. Mom and Dad were married and we moved into our new home. Sam moved into the bedroom she picked and I moved into the one I picked. Dad and Mom moved into their bedroom on the first floor. That left Sam and me upstairs with two extra bedrooms. One day Sam and I came home, from school, and the two extra bedrooms were now one big mess. Mom was upstairs watching over two men who were cleaning up the mess.

"Hi kids, Dad and I thought your two should have a big room where you could study and also have a TV area for yourselves."

"Thanks Mom," Sam and I said.

My bedroom and Sam's had a bathroom between our rooms, Dad called it a, "Jack and Jill arrangement."

Sam and I got along very well as children, we had our spats once in awhile, mostly over a toy or book or something minor like that. Mom and Dad commented many times about our good relationship. Even as teenagers we were very close.

Morton's became our family's favorite restaurant where we celebrated events in our lives. Mom and Dad's anniversary, birthdays and a few holidays sprinkled in. Sam's and my sixteenth birthday was a very special occasion. Dad said, 'Morton's for dinner, ok'. When we arrived we were shuttled away into reserved room where all our friends were stashed, waiting for us. Sam and I weren't expecting this and it was a surprise. The party that followed was one to remember. We had a lot of fun!

One day, during my junior year, I came home from high school early and went up to my bedroom. Dad and Mom were working and Rose was on vacation. I heard a low moaning sound coming from the bathroom and I got scared. Was someone hurt, it sounded like Sam so I rushed in and Sam was laying on the floor rubbing her crotch. She was rubbing fast and had a finger into her pussy and was moving it in and out. Her eyes were closed so she did not see me. I watched, I was fascinated with her actions. I knew about masturbation because I was doing it myself but I didn't know how girls did it. The guys at school talked about it but I think they knew less than me. I was fascinated and watched quietly. Sam started moaning louder and her fingers were moving very fast now. I knew she might be close to spurting like I did. She suddenly stiffened, stretching her legs and pointing her feet and toes straight out. "Oh god, oh god, I'm coming," she yelled. Her legs were shaking and she was breathing funny, I was really scared now.

"Are you okay?" I blurted out.

Sam opened her eyes and screamed at me to 'get out'. I left in a hurry and we didn't talk to each other for two days.

I hated the fact that we weren't talking. I had to break the silence, but I didn't know how. We were studying in our big room. I looked up from my workbook and I saw Sam looking at me.

"I'm sorry I walked into the bathroom," I said. "I heard a moaning and I thought you were hurt."

"I should have locked the doors," Sam said. "I didn't see you because I close my eyes when it feels so good. Do you masturbate?"

"What do you think, I'm a horny teenager, yes I jack off. Do you do it often?"

"Everyday, sometimes twice a day," she said. "I can't help it. I'm this way right between my periods."

I knew what 'periods' were. Later I found out that Sam was experiencing the time most females ovulate and are fertile.

"We are sixteen now and we have changed so much. Can I see your pussy?" I asked her.

"Only if you let me see your cock, but I want to see it hard."

We went into our bedrooms and stripped off our clothes and met in the bathroom. We left the bathroom doors to our bedrooms open in case we had to do a mad dash. I double checked and made sure the door to the hallway was locked.

"Show me your pussy," I said.

Sam laid down on the floor, spread her legs and took her fingers and opened up her pussy. It was very pink and had a wet sheen inside.

"Did you just pee? You are all wet and shiny inside."

"No dummy, I'm wet because this is sexy, just like you and your big hard on."

"I have a hard on because you are sexy and you are beautiful."

I sat down on the floor and investigated Sam's vagina while she explained all the different parts and how they worked. The part about her clitoris was most important she told me, it was where all her feelings came from when she masturbated. I reciprocated by showing her my penis parts and told her how they worked also. Sam was fascinated by my foreskin, I told her it worked just like the hood over her clit, it protected my cockhead, which was the most important part on my cock. I showed her how I masturbated. 'That's interesting', she said. Sam placed her hand around my cockhead and masturbated me. It only took a few pulls and I spurt cum all over her hand, arm and on the floor.

"My god, you spurt a lot and your cock jerks all over the place! We are not going to do anything more now, I've seen you and you've seen me. This is the last time we will see each other nude, capisce?" 

"Capisce," I responded.

We both went into our rooms and that was the last of anything of a sexual nature between us.

Soon high school was over. We both graduated in the top ten percent of our classes so college was in our future. We visited various colleges and none within commuting distance were to my liking. Sam liked a college where she could stay at home and commute. The school I chose was a two hour flight away.

My freshman year in college was a rude awakening for me. Mom and Dad had protected me very closely and the schools I had attended were very liberal, I was always told I was a winner.

"Welcome to the adult world," my RA quipped. "Grow up or go home."

I learned to be an adult very fast and soon I had many friends. I did notice that I was very popular with the girls. I dated only black girls my first semester, a few white girls hit on me but I was happy so I turned them down.

I am a spitting image of my Dad. He has so many features of a white person, narrow nose, lip features and a more oval face. A couple guys in high school teased me about being white except for my skin color. I just ignored those comments, but now I wasn't so sure. My skin isn't real dark, but it isn't white either, oh well it is what it is.

I flew home for Christmas to be with my family. Everyone seemed to be exactly like I left them. Mom and Dad hovering over Sam and me. Sam looked and acted the same as she did three months ago. Her and I talked about our respective colleges. She liked commuting because everything was taken care of for her, food, laundry and auto. I teased her about being lazy and that set her off. She accused me of running away from parental authority. I silently agreed with her on that because I did want to strike out on my own and be my own man. Hopefully someday I would have a family and I would need to be independent and a leader.

Sam and I didn't seem to be as close as we used to be. Sam was more distant, I thought maybe she missed her boyfriend or something along those lines.

Vacation ended, Sam gave me a peck goodbye. Mom and Dad drove me to the airport for my trip back. Mom as usual was misty eyed as we said our goodbyes. I entered the security line, turned and waved to them, they waved back and turned to go back home. My flight back was uneventful although next to me was seated an attractive older white woman who kept pressing her thigh against mine, we were in coach and there was no divider between seats. I looked at her a couple of times and we smiled at each other. She was very pretty, her makeup was perfect and the perfume she was wearing was intoxicating. I couldn't recollect but somewhere I had seen her before.

"Heading back to college?" she asked me.

"Yes," I said.

"Well maybe we will see each other on campus, I'm Professor Lambcost, I teach Old World History."

Now I knew where I had seen her before, her picture hung on the Wall of Professors at the union. I pretended to doze, but really what I was doing was looking at her legs. Her legs looked nice even though they were enclosed in a skirt. I wanted to see more of her but I would have to wait until we deplaned. The rest of the trip my mind was undressing her and I could see in my mind's eye what she would look like naked. She was beautiful, nice figure, excellent rack and a flat tummy. My cock was starting to harden. I knew I would have to lay out a plan on how I was going to get into her panties. I was turned on by her even though she was older than me by at least fifteen years. Tell that to my cock, it doesn't know how to tell time, it just obeys my subconscious!

"My name is Tim, but you can call me TJ, that's for Tim Junior."

The landing and trip to the gate was pleasant enough. When the airplane was parked the 'Fasten Seat Belts' light was turned off and Prof. Lambcost stood up. My eyes zeroed in on her ass and what a fine ass she has. When she stood in the aisle and reached into the overhead, I was treated to a fine set of tits. I couldn't see much but she did show some cleavage. She had to stretch to get her bag and her skirt lifted just enough for me to see a nice pair of legs. I had to fuck this woman. She had me hotter and hornier than I have ever been.

I stood up and followed her to the baggage claim. She has a nice wiggle to her walk. Prof. Lambcost turned and saw me, "Heading down to baggage claim?" she asked, smiling.

"Yes, you too?"

"Yes."

I still hung back a bit, I wanted to see that ass! She knew what I was doing and she added more swing to her walk. My cock was starting to harden again! My mind was telling me how her cunt would feel sliding over my cock! When we arrived at baggage claim we saw that no carousel had been assigned for our flight so we sat down on a bench to wait.

"Do you have someone coming to pick you up?" she asked. "If not my car is in long term parking, I am going back to campus and I'll give you a ride."

"No one is picking me up, I was going to cab it back. I appreciate your offer but would that take you out of your way?"

"I live across the street from campus, not out of my way at all."

"Thank you, I would like that." I said. My cock was hard now, there was a visible shape of it along inside my thigh. My jeans were bulged out and it was starting to hurt. Prof. Lambcost looked down and saw my predicament.

"Am I the cause of this," she said, as she placed her hand around my cock and squeezed.

I almost came from the heat of her hand! How was I to answer her without fucking up my chances to lay the woman. "Yes ma'am, I believe you are," I replied. "I don't mean to be bold, but you have turned me on to no end and I would like to make love to you."

"Please call me Abby," she replied. "Leave the Professor stuff for on campus or around other people. I want you also, I have never had a big black cock before and you have turned me on. We can stop at my apartment before I take you back to campus if you would like."

I knew I was going to be fucked by this beautiful white woman. I felt a tingle in my crotch. I never felt that before! I was finally going to get some fine white pussy and I felt like a king!

"I would like nothing better than to make love to you," I said.

We retrieved our luggage and took the parking lot trolley out to 'Long Term Parking'. It was cold out and the precum I leaked was cold and made my hardon shrink down. When we reached her car I was close to normal size again. Her car was very nice, a 2014 white Mercedes Benz CLS400. She unlocked the trunk and we put our bags in. I climbed into the passenger seat while Abbey fired up the engine. She told me to push some buttons and my seat warmer kicked in, by the time we left the lot my ass and back were warm. I need to get one of these cars once I can afford one.

We did small talk about our backgrounds. She had been married before but he was such a jerk she took back her maiden name when she divorced him. They were only married six months when he started to beat her. He would come home drunk and look for any excuse to get angry. He beat her so hard one time that he bruised her breasts and arms. He told her he was going to kill her and that is when she called the cops. He was arrested and she testified against him. The photos of her after the beating sent him to jail for a long long time. He is still incarcerated.

I told her what I knew about my mother and what she did to my father and me. I told her about my new mom and new sister. About how happy I was and still am with my family. Abby was an attentive listener. When I was quiet for awhile she asked me, "How old are you?"

"I'm eighteen, will be nineteen in February."

Abby was quiet now until she pulled into her garage.

"Let's get inside quick, I'm freezing," she said.

I followed her into her apartment, it was really a townhouse. The rooms were tastefully decorated. She turned up the thermostat, she must have had it lowered while she was away.

"Come, let's take a shower while the house warms up, my bath has its own supplemental heater."

Her bath was a very nice size but warmed up fast. Abby came over to me and started to remove my shirt. When the buttons were undone she rubbed her hands on my chest, then she slipped my shirt off my shoulder and off my arms. She folded it carefully and placed it on a clothes rack. She then dropped down and unfastened my belt, unzipped my fly and pulled my jeans down to my ankles. I stepped out of them, she then removed my socks and I was now standing before her in only my tented boxers. She placed her fingers around my cock and squeezed.

"My you sure have a nice big cock."

Abbey slid my boxers down and I stepped out of them. Abbey then took hold of my cock and placed her lips around the head. Her mouth was so warm.

"That's all you get until after our shower," she said. "Now I want you to strip me until I'm as nude as you."

This was my first time stripping a woman, I was nervous and was hoping I wouldn't fuck up her horny mood. I unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it off of her. Her breasts were standing tall, her hard nipples poking out of the fabric of her bra. I dropped down to my knees and unhooked her skirt, zipped it down and slid it over her hips and down to the floor. My God, the woman had no panties on, she was commando!

Her pussy was waxed and it looked like it wasn't too many days ago, there was not a hint of hair. I stood up and turned her around, as I did this my cock rubbed on her and left a trail of precum on her butt cheeks. I looked for her bra hooks and there were none in back. I felt around the front, found them and unhooked her bra. I let it fall to the floor also. I looked up and saw our reflections in a full length mirror.

She was so beautiful standing there in front of me, her white skin contrasting with my black. I cupped her tits and saw how much of a handful I had. Her tits were framed by my black hands and she moaned as she looked at the two of us standing there. She turned around pressing her body to mine and kissed me. Her kiss became passionate as she pushed her tongue into my mouth. I sucked on her tongue and then I pushed mine into her mouth. I tried to encircle her tongue with mine but really what was happening was we were just tonguing each other.

"In the shower young man," she said. "I need you and I can't wait much longer."

She soaped me up and rinsed me down, she paid particular attention to my cock. I'm not cut so she slipped my foreskin back and soaped my cock real good. The sensations of her hand on my cock brought it to a hardness I never had before. After she was done with me, I soaped her up and ran my hands all over her body. I left no place untouched by my hands. Her heavy breasts were perfect, her nipples pointed up, just waiting for my lips to suck on them. Her crotch was next and I paid special attention to that. I spent time soaping her clit and outer labia. I knew my tongue would be there shortly and I wanted her as fresh as possible.

I was done soaping her then I took her handheld shower head and started rinsing her down. When I reached her pussy she spread her legs so I could rinse her thoroughly. I spread her pussy lips wide and flushed out her cunt. I pushed the hood back up off her clit and rinsed her there. She shuddered and moaned when I did that. I finished rinsing her off but I never stood up, I simply pulled her pussy to my face and licked her clit.

"Oh god TJ, that feels so good. It has been a long time since a man has touched me there. Dry me off and I will dry you off, I want you and me in that bed, I need to be fucked!

We left the bathroom and headed for her bed. It was a big comfy king size. The sheets weren't satin but they were shiny and warm. Abby lay down and patted the bed next to her. "Come on TJ, lay down here next to me."

I crawled into bed with her and lay there facing her. She inched closer to me and put her left leg over mine and pulled her body against me. She was warm to my touch, I encircled her back with my arm and pulled her chest into mine and kissed her. I know this isn't a very sexy explanation of our kissing, but we were playing tonsil hockey like it was the last time we would be able to. I felt her breasts pressing into my chest, her pubic bone was pressed tightly against my raging hardon. I was ready to fuck her but I was sure she needed more foreplay.

I wanted this woman so hot my cock would sizzle when it entered her cunt. I massaged her breasts and tweaked her nipples. Her moans told me she liked her boobs played with. I started kissing her neck and shoulders. As I kissed my way to her breasts, she gently held one out to me so I could suck on her nipple. I knew how to suck a nipple. I watched babies suck on their mothers on YouTube. I did the same, latching on but sucking very gently so as not to hurt her. After a few minutes of this, I gently pushed her onto her back so I had access to her other tit. I cupped this one and her nipple stood up waiting. My lips and tongue latched onto her and I sucked like a baby. She was enjoying what I was doing because she was moaning louder and longer now.

I moved my hand down to her clit. I didn't touch it just yet, I wanted to finger her cunt and see how wet she was. I slipped my finger down and into her pussy tunnel, rotating my finger tip up and then dragging it slowly over her G-spot. Abbey moaned and I felt her clamp down on my finger. I inserted two fingers into her now. I felt her juices flood her cunt. I finger fucked her for a minute and then I inserted three fingers. There was some resistance now, her cunt took my fingers fine in the vertical but when I twisted them to the horizontal, her pussy didn't give much and my fingers went into a cone shape. I pushed hard, Abby started moaning louder and she grabbed my arm and forced my fingers deeper into her.

"Oh god, TJ, this feels so good! I haven't had a man do this to me for so long now. I'm ready for your cock. Fuck me now, I need you deep in me. I want to feel your black manhood penetrate me until you can go no deeper."

Her words and the manner she delivered them turned me on to the point that I was ready to fuck her. I moved to position myself and she automatically spread her legs to accommodate my body. I moved up and position my cock to penetrate her. I slipped my cockhead up and down her slit, mixing our juices to lubricate my cock and her cunt. I locked my eyes with hers as I slowly pushed my cock into her.

She smiled, "Fuck me slowly, I want to savor the feeling of your cock sliding into me, the feeling of my pussy walls opening to take your thick cock. Your heat."

I obliged her request, my cock was feeling the heat of her, the wetness of her and her cunt's tightness and those feelings were turning my brain into fucking mush. Her cunt and my cock were making us into one sexual being. I was fucking a white goddess and I was very proud of myself.

My cock was finally deep inside of Abby's pussy. My pubic bone was pressed tightly against her clit. I could not go any deeper into her. Abby's pussy started to milk my cock which made me slide out a bit. I put my arms under her back and with my hands on her shoulders I was able to hold her and I very tightly together allowing my cock to penetrate her to my maximum length. Her pussy was grasping at my cock, milking me, making me moan from the sensations.

"Abby, not only are you educated but your pussy is also," I moaned. "If you keep this up I will be cumming soon."

Now was my time to start fucking her. I withdrew my cock completely and then plunged it back into her. I continued this until she bucked her cunt up tightly against me and climaxed. Her moans were loud, "OH god, Oh god, fuck me TJ, pound my pussy hard and fast, I want your fantastic cock! Fuck me harder, oh god, fuck me harder."

Now I was fucking her as fast and furious as I could. Her wet pussy was secreting her creamy juices all along my cock. The whiteness of her juices foaming on my black cock. Her cunt wiping my cock clean on the in stroke and then redepositing her foamy juices back on the out stroke. My sensations were building also. "I will be cumming soon, I'm building fast now."

"Cum deep in me, plant your seed deep in my cunt," and with that she orgasmed again.

Twisting her pussy on my cock drove me over the edge. I pulled her down at the same time my hips drove my cock deep into her. I held my cock there because I knew what was going to happen. My first rope of cum slammed into the very depths of her, bringing another orgasm from deep within her. She was shaking uncontrollable, mumbling, "fuck, fuck, fuck."

Now my cock was pumping rope after rope of cum into her. Her eyes went wide with surprise because when I cum my cock moves, pulsating in great waves from base outward to the tip, swelling and contracting as each rope of cum is pushed through and out of my cockhead. These movements were being felt by her cunt, something she had never felt before because no man who has fucked her could do what my cock can do. I have only fucked three girls and all three said the same thing, "God your cock is like a writhing snake in my cunt. I feel every movement and it drives me to cum and cum, over and over."

Abby was now experiencing the same sensations these girls had. Suddenly her face scrunched up as her whole body went into an orgasm. She was gasping for air, she was hugging me so tightly to her, mashing her breasts with my chest. Her eyes were closed and she was flinging her head from side to side, her hair whipping back and forth. Her legs were over my legs and she was thrusting and thrashing her pussy into me, her clit colliding with my pubic bone. No more ropes of cum were emitting from me, I felt drained and empty.

Abby slowly recovered from her last climax. She stopped shaking and she removed her legs off of mine. She let her arms fall to her side and started to relax. I raised my chest off of hers but kept my cock firmly planted deep inside of her. I was still hard, still pulsing and the feelings I was having, I did not want them to stop. Abby flexed her cunt muscles around my cock and my cock throbbed one more time and then relaxed. I was slowly losing my erection but sensations were still being sent to my brain. This woman fucked me like no other, ever, never! I rolled off of her and lay still regaining my senses.

Abby rolled onto her side facing me. I turned my head toward her and smiled. "Abby you are a fantastic fuck! I hope we will have more sex in the future."

"Oh, I'm sure we will," she replied. "I can't think of fucking now without the sensations that your cock gave me when you came. How do you do that and how did you learn that?"

"I don't know for sure but I masturbated a lot during my teens and that is when it started. I liked the sensations that I felt when my cock throbbed and I concentrated on that. Soon my cock was moving almost like a rope that is being whipped up and down. I would squeeze my cockhead tightly and my whole body would tingle every time I came. When I came I had so much cum that my cock swelled and then contracted to push it all out of my cockhead. I never really thought of how it would feel inside a girl's cunt."

I raised up onto my elbow and rubbed her skin. She was so soft and silky. Her heavy breasts sagging slightly sideways, I cupped each one and planted a sweet kiss on her nipples. I moved my hand down and cupped her pussy, pressing my fingers tightly against her cunt. I did this with other girls and they said that they liked the 'feeling of the pressure'.

"Would you like something to eat?" she asked. "I'm hungry now."

"That sounds great, can I help?"

"No, I want us to rest up so we can cap the night off with another fuck session like the one we just experienced! I am now hooked on your big black cock monster! My cunt wants to wrap around it soon!"

She got up and went into the bathroom, I was sure to clean up her pussy from the mess we both made of it. When she returned she was dressed in a black sheer baby doll. Her body was fantastic, that is all I could say about her. I never in my dreams thought I would be having a sexual relationship with someone so beautiful, sexy and hot! She was older and had more experience than me, but I'm sure I fucked her well otherwise why would she want to fuck me again?

Abby fixed a light meal which we ate in silence. She cleared the dishes away and loaded the dishwasher. When she was done with that she took my hand and led me into her family room. She turned on her player and selected some soft music. "I like peaceful music and relaxation after I've been fucked well," she said as she led me over to the couch.

We sat on the couch talking for awhile, then Abby said, "Our relationship cannot and I repeat cannot be known on campus or anywhere else. I need you to promise me right now that you will not reveal what we have done, now or never. It would end both of our careers, mine more so than yours. If you cannot promise me this, our relationship will end before we leave this couch."

I looked Abby in the eye, "I promise to never reveal our relationship. I also promise that I will always fuck you as well as I fucked you tonight. I also promise that I will be exclusive with you and you will never have to worry about any STD."

Abby jumped up and straddled me with her legs and kissed me passionately.

"I was hoping you would promise, I want more of the sex like we have had tonight. My cunt will never have another cock in it as long as you and I continue to fuck. You do not have to worry about any STDs from me. Just a lot of juicy cunt fucking!"

Abby got off me and picked up the remote and turned on the TV.

"I've got a new porn DVD, would you like to watch it with me?"

"I think that would be a lot of fun," I said.

Abby opened a cabinet and selected a DVD, she put it back and looked for another one. There must have been a hundred DVDs in that cabinet.

"All porn?" I asked her.

"Yes, I get horny sometimes and if I watch a good porn vid, I can rub one off and feel good after. Haven't you ever jacked off to a porn movie?"

"I'm taking the fifth on that one, you already know I've masturbated since I turned sixteen."

Abby picked out a Viv Thomas video and slipped it into the player. Abby sat down next to me again and kissed me. "Let's watch now and when we get horny I want us to fuck right here on my couch."

The movie was a hot one, all lesbian sex. The girls in the movie sure knew how to eat pussy. I picked up a couple pointers from one chick on how to suck a woman's clit. I would try that on Abby the next time my face was in her crotch! I slid my hand into Abby's crotch and she spread her legs. My fingers touched a very wet crotch, she was leaking juices out of her cunt. My finger slipped into her all the way to the knuckle. I put two fingers into her and started to finger fuck her slowly. Abby must have liked it because she started to moan. I laid her back and slipped my boxers off, my hard cock springing upwards. I mounted her and slipped my cock into her drenched cunt. We fucked for over a half hour before we both had earth shaking orgasms. My cock again did its thing with the throbbing and expansion and contraction. This threw Abbey into one of her 'Best of the Best' orgasms.

Abbey wanted me to spend the night with her but I said I had some things to do in my dorm room before the morning. I told her I could walk to my dorm, it was only a block away. I retrieved my bag from her car trunk and was on my way but not until kissing her and her promising to fuck me tomorrow night.

This is pretty much how I spent the rest of my freshman year. Abby and I had fabulous sex no less than twice a week, mostly on weekends. I made sure that our relationship didn't interfere with school. As I promised I never even breathed a hint of what was going on with me and the professor. I had three more years to go and I wanted Abby to be there for me. I found out that Abby was thirty three, almost fifteen years older than me. I took that fifteen years with a grain of salt. Abby was one hot and very pretty woman and a great piece of ass.

She said, "she would miss me and my big cock over the summer break."

I told her, "I would miss her and her hot pussy also."

Summer break was no big deal. I worked part-time for a pool cleaning company. The pay wasn't for shit but the side benefits were outstanding, I fucked many lonely housewives. Some were great fucks but none of them compared to Abby. I missed Abby and our sex life, she is one sweet cougar!

I kept our pool at home in tip top shape. Samantha used the pool everyday that was nice and sunny. Sam and I got along okay, we didn't seem as close as we were before. She must be involved with a boyfriend and he is not from our area. I asked her if she wanted to talk, all she said was, 'About what?' I left her alone after that.

My sophomore and junior years in school were more of the same routine. Abby was always there for me and I was there for her. She helped me a lot with my schooling, almost like a tutor. I was able to be her fix-it man. Little things around her apartment that needed to be done. We had a lot of fun painting the walls of her bedroom, we fucked three times that day. She traded in her Mercedes for a newer and bigger model. We fucked in her car quite a few times. Sometimes she would take me for a weekend getaway. They always turned into a fuck fest for us. I can't recall the number of times we heard someone pounding on the wall for us to be quiet! When my senior year Christmas break came, I could tell that Abby wanted to move on and find her another young man. She was a real cougar, no doubt about that! I told her, "Abby, I want to finish my last semester without any interruptions and that I think we should move on and not see each other anymore."

"Okay, I really enjoyed our time together and I will never forget how you make me feel when you come in me. I don't think another man will be able to make me any happier than you have. Just remember that I love you and will always love you."

And that is how Abby and I ended our relationship. We saw each other on campus and said, 'Hi' to each other. Abby had found another freshman to keep her happy. Abby didn't know it but I knew her new squeeze's name, Rachel. I guess Abby was going to find out what all the hoopla was about with lesbians. More power to her, she was a good cocksucker so she would be a good cunt licker also.

I graduated Summa Cum Laude, my parents were very proud of me. Samantha graduated Magna Cum Laude and we all were very proud of her. I gave her a hug and she hugged me back. This was the closest we have been since leaving for college. Samantha already had a job teaching at the local middle school, me, not so lucky. I was home now so I could start sending out my resume, lucky for me I had some work history over summer breaks. It wasn't long before a letter came asking me to interview for a job. I was happy because it would allow me to stay at home and save some money.

After the interview I was hired on the spot. I was told that I would be starting out at the bottom and would be working my way up. I had to know every job in the plant and after my probationary period, I had better be working on my MBA also because they would be paying for it. My first job believe it or not was as a janitor, I cleaned toilets for a living. I knew there was something going on in the background but I couldn't put my finger on it.

Mom and Dad were happy that I found a job. Samantha brightened up, she jumped up and gave me the tightest hug and a kiss on the lips! What the hell, she has ignored me for the past four years and now hugs and lip kisses? I would find about this and why.

Dad suggested that we go to Morton's for a nice dinner and evening. Sam and I rushed upstairs to change our clothes. When I saw Sam coming down the stairs, I almost wolf whistled. Her skirt was mid-thigh with a slit that almost reached the waist. Either she was wearing a thong or wearing nothing. Her blouse was cut so you could see almost the whole lower half of her boobs! My cock was stirring to life seeing my hot stepsister!

Dinner was a real treat, the four of us had a great meal and Dad coughed up for a few bottles of good wine. Mom and Sam were a little tipsy, Dad and I had a little buzz on. While we were waiting for our cab Dad told a couple off-color jokes. Sam and I laughed because we thought they were funny. Mom scolded Dad and he told her to, "Get the stick out of her ass. The kids are adults now and I'm sure they have heard dirtier jokes than I just told."

"Sorry, Tim, I'm just a mother trying to protect my kids. I keep forgetting they are adults now and soon will be on their own."

I could see Mom's eyes were misty, so I gave her a big hug and told her, "We will always be your kids and we will always need our Mom."

She kissed my cheek and looked me straight in the eye, "I love you two, I just have to realize you are not little children anymore."

When we got home Sam and I went upstairs to watch TV. Sam sat down on the couch, not very lady like and I got a view of her crotch, no panties, no hair, looked wet also. My cock jerked in my pants.

I went into my room to put on some comfy PJ's and Sam went into her room to change also. I sat down on the couch and waited for Sam to come out. Sam looked very comfy in her oversize PJ's, kind of sloppy though. Sam plopped her ass down and watched TV for awhile.

"Boring show don't you think?" she said. "Anything else on?"

"Not that I know of," I replied. "Want to watch a movie or do something like play a video game?"

"I'll watch a movie if you let me pick it out," she said.

"Okay, find one to watch."

Sam got up and went into her room. This is strange I thought. Sam came back out with a DVD but didn't put it in the machine.

"Can I talk to you about something I need to get off my chest?" She asked. "This is between you and I and the walls, no one else."

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TJ MorgChapter 57

During a quiet moment at Sloane Square on endweek furlough from the hustle and bustle of the upgrade in combat capabilities, Clare and TJ were chatting about the changes and TJ pointed out that manning could be a problem if extended operations were envisaged; present establishment was twenty including the Daughters. While six at an absolute minimum could fight "Sundowner" from the bridge, a full complement of HACs in space required sixteen not forgetting 737 with its four. The numbers did...

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TJ MorgChapter 58

At Officer Call, next morning, Clare raised the question of the new 'puter again, "Just how offside does this make GEC?" "The jury's still out" Cedric answered; "it is an admittedly experimental model and came with basic manuals on file but no mention was made of the data collection and dump. That makes me very suspicious but if I put my suspicions aside, I can appreciate that the unit would have a definite place in, say a squadron, with the flagship receiving the data. If that were...

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TJ MorgChapter 74

Clare posted two scouts and sent another pair on opposite orbit patrols and once notified there were no other craft in the vicinity, powered "Sundowner" to the hyper. Again she dispatched scouts to investigate above the layer before translating. Once through, the crew were stood down to normal duties. The crew soon wished they were back at departure stations as the output from Shirley Wood's planning was made known. PE and unarmed combat training — the only humans on board excused were...

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TJ MorgChapter 95

TJ had been fully occupied and had let his net slide for a watch or two. He got back to it while Allie and Kat were resting. One of his contacts had posted an unconfirmed report that Sema was destroyed based on assessments of the last vids of the Armada deploying into the planet bombarding formation as it approached Sema in its n space. That same contact reported the Sema reaction mass fueling facility had been destroyed as the Armada had been approaching. The vids were attached. TJ...

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TJ MorgChapter 64

"Lorn approach, "Sundowner", merchant trader, transponding zero four one zero tare easy easy, at the hyper with information November, request clearances and approach for the passenger terminal with a stay of eight days, over." ""Sundowner", identified, clearance not available at this time, continue approach, query ETA at the outer marker? Lorn control." Dorothy raised eyebrows at Control answering, "If direct. four hours twenty five minutes, "Sundowner"." "Control." Dorothy...

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TJ MorgChapter 71

The Chief of Security of the Pleasure palace was boneless, limp, flaccid — all the past week's tension had flowed out of him as he watched that multiply accursed assault shuttle head into the blackness of space, he had heard, for its mother ship which no one had seen. He had heard on the security backchannel net that, on the first visit the shuttle made to the Palace, two intrepid newsies had hired an interplanetary shuttle (IPS) to follow the shuttle to its mother ship. The pilot had been...

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TJ MorgChapter 91

TJ was in and out of his cabin on "Sundowner" to check on events with the Armada when his other tasks spared him a few minutes. The views of the exploding courier as it was apparently returning to Sol were tagged by the 'puter as "significant". TJ played back the tape and assessed the situation. The courier had made contact with the Armada flagship and locked on. Enough time had elapsed to pass whatever orders had been on the courier, and TJ had high order confidence as to just what...

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TJ MorgChapter 66

The profits from the (diplomatic) tea party were sufficient to cover the expenses of the voyage from 'Pest to New Liege so the remainder of the stay was pure profit — a pleasing result which Allie passed on to the Sundowners who appreciatively voted bonuses for the non shareholder crew members. The tea party was upstaged as a social event by a local magnate's coming out party for his daughter. House of Tulip scored wide public exposure with the young lady's gown. The Embassy intel type...

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TJ MorgChapter 68

"Sundowner" was out of contact on the hyper run to Bhute and the crew took the opportunity to ease the tensions by exercising the grey matter in the simulators and the muscles in the gym; they relaxed by 'broidery and cooking- except for TJ and Chief Jang. TJ reviewed his FTL files received as "Sundowner" crossed Settlement harbour. Old Earth was developing an interest in the southern galaxy. It wasn't the fact that a war had, finally, made the headlines but rather that Frontier Fleet...

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TJ MorgChapter 94

" ... Care to enlighten me?" Phip Battenberg asked. There was no undercurrent of threat or fear. Just a request among equals for the sharing of information. Clare giggled, "Damn, I hate it when I do that. Suits. From the bit where you went off to your cabin... Cedric had accelerated the first scout up to SOL 6..." "SOL?" "Speed of light. "Sundowner" can only manage SOL 2 in hyper but the scouts can manage six for a short burst..." Phip's eyes bulged as her cortex did the...

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TJ MorgChapter 76

New Harriers seemed to have an invisible dividing line separating the expatriate clientele from the "local" clientele (it could be regarded as racist to use the term "native" or "indigenous" so I'll stick with "local". GD). The line however didn't extend to the "neutral areas" of the side boards and the measuring area. Somewhat surprisingly there was a crossover of demand of each other's style. Locals were wanting business suits and expats were wanting to look svelte — if they...

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TJ MorgChapter 87

"Sundowner" floated, fully stealthed in Dune, just under the layer as the task group translated into n space. Morg continued scanning as the task group broke into n space, "Ouch, that hurt. Ma'am, all the Ghosts in n space have gone active and are lashing the task group. They've probably acquired our scout. Target is outside energy range but within MDM range." "Very good, EW. Leave the hyper scout scanning." "Aye aye Ma'am." The task group's shields had begun shimmering...

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TJ MorgChapter 5

Ivy Sorensen was waiting for them and escorted them to their quarters. "You teach me how to work it your way and I'll teach you how the proper people use them." TJ and Morg put on their innocent faces to be met with scorn, "You both do that so well. Da let slip you called upon him and I wheedled it out of him. He doesn't know how close we are, seeing I spent the leave at home; just like you said, Morg. Da had a spare and taught me the inner workings the 'proper' way and a couple of...

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TJ MorgChapter 33

With the approval of the USN, "Sundowner" was allowed the free run of PRD 67 which was located over a large volume of space on the Galactic centre side of the Solar system. Along one side of the volume ran the approach and departure lanes for traffic in and out of the New London orbitals and those lanes were the reference point for that PRD which held a position constant to Old Earth. Charles and Clare conned "Sundowner" while TJ, Morg and Cedric controlled the Lone Rangers as the limits...

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TJ MorgChapter 36

Emperor Augustus looked incredulous, "It's what?" TJ smiled and repeated the statement, "Burr fibre is anti ballistic and anti beam. We took several layers of woven cloth and laid them up with crossed warp and tested it for body armour capability — its extremely effective. Four layers will stop any hand held individual weapon projectile or beam; the beam is truly fascinating — you can see the energy spreading over the fabric and dissipating." A private invitation had been forthcoming...

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TJ MorgChapter 56

"Washton" had been paid off before the CLs had come sniffing and after a month's leave, the crew had been dispersed among the other vessels including "Grendel". "Washton" had been sent in for major refit expected to take six or seven months. R2's damaged nodes had been replaced and she was space worthy again. Trained crew from TJ's and Morg's tender hands had moved across to R2 to man her shuttles and maintenance trained personnel had moved across to fill the vacancies in R1. Both...

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TJ MorgChapter 89

A bolt of royal blue silk arrived, special delivery, for House of Tulip addressed "Sundowner" at the London Orbital. Orville, who commuted daily from the temporary ground accommodation when he wasn't assisting Cedric with the assembling of and modification of the scout assembly line, took delivery. Orville Jang was Black Gang from his oil stained boots* to his battered hard hat and had a good knowledge of codes from having to master 'puters in his Engine Room. Orville had also been...

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TJ MorgChapter 96

Like all plans, the deeper the more problems surfaced. The basic concept was to blast a hole in the wall and pour programmed frames through to attack the unshielded sides of the vessels forming the sphere wall. Cedric guaranteed the hole and the gaming confirmed the proposition; Morg had reservations because the parameters entered into the simulator were theoretical but he had to accept the results as they were the best estimates. The flaw became evident. Once the missiles were inside, the...

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TJ MorgChapter 100

"Retract triple shield, release the "Rivers"; throttles space idle" Clare ordered as Venus masked the USN wall. The acknowledgements came through. "Mr Windsor, turn us stern to the wall. Guns, as soon as we clear the planet, missile attack on target one centre line and flagships." "Turn to engage, aye Ma'am. Helm, pivot the stern seventy three and up nine." Jane Foster acknowledged as she used the stick to adjust the thrusters. "Centre line and flagships, aye Ma'am. Transit...

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TJ MorgChapter 12

Morg led his friends to the library where they made themselves comfortable in liftchairs which they manoeuvred about a reading table. "We haven't thought beyond the idea itself" he started "now we have to think this into an operational basis — the finished product, unless we want to give it to others to develop commercially?" "No," Ivy said "I've got enough in this to be selfish enough to want to take it to a conclusion at whatever point we might decide. Morg, you sounded as if you...

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TJ MorgChapter 25

"'Clueless' Cahlewis? Malcolm Cedric Cahlewis? Shirley, tell me you are pulling my leg. Please?" Clare Gillard demanded. "Lieutenant (junior grade) Malcolm C. Cahlewis is my replacement; I don't know about the 'clueless' bit but Gorgipest Ground Base has just sent up the signal." Gillard put her head in her hands and moaned, "And things have been going so well." And from her point of view, they had been. Between Bhute and Wolton's, the Bosun had to remonstrate with Clare for...

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TJ MorgChapter 40

TJ retired to the clean room to think (scheme?); he consulted with Cedric, Orville and Percy and that trio hurried off without demur. TJ's request (you don't give an order unless you are sure it will be obeyed) for the Windsor Women to have burrfibre garments (in multiple layers) made was treated with disdain — they were wearing their gold biologicals with the tooled leather waist pieces. Morg was not so conscious of his image that he had qualms about standing in the measuring cubicle and...

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