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The next day we mostly just hung around the house. With all of us helping the work around the farm was done by lunch, and we all relaxed in the living room chatting. Aunt Darla looked at us when I was sitting there with each of the girls holding my hand, and Kim told her it was nothing.

“Mom, if Pete's mom was still with us, would you have thought it unusual if you and her both held Dad's hand? Or Mr. Culver's hand? Of course not, so why is this any different? Pete is still my brother and best friend, and nothing will change that. I am just holding it and him as much as I can now, because after tomorrow morning I have no idea when I will see him again.”

Aunt Darla actually looked a little ashamed, and came over and hugged each of us. “You're right o'haa, if this was 2 or even 10 years ago I would not have thought anything of it. It's just kinda unusual seeing this, you and your old lover, and he is holding hands with you and his new lover.”

“Aunt Darla, the thing here that is unusual is that Kim and I still love each other, we always will. We did not break up because of a fight, it was because I had to move. And while we both know we will never again have what we once had, we will also never lose that closeness either.”

The girls and I decided to take one more trip into town, and since the Blue Whale was already loaded we took Kim's car. Kent told us that his business had already picked up a little in the last few days, and looking in his display cases I could see most of the stuff was sold out. I gave him a few suggestions of other things he should get, including the Dungeon board game.

“We play that sometimes, it's a lot of fun. A 1 hour game, and even gives new players an idea about some of the game and how it works. We played it with Linda's sister and a few others, and it helped them grasp some concepts easier.” He said he would get it, and also a few other games I suggested.

We also visited Mr. Flushing, and he wished me luck. Barbara gave us all big hugs, and I promised I would send her some pictures when I graduated boot camp. They also said they had both watched the interview on TV, and thought I handled it wonderfully.

After that we drove around a bit more, then headed on home. One of the surprises was that a courier from the TV station arrived right before we ate, and delivered us a package. Inside was a note from Mr. Sharp saying it was the entire interview segment, as well as some footage that they did not use. We all had dinner together, then sat in the living room and talked as we watched a CHiPs rerun. Finally, Kim's parents headed off to bed, Aunt Darla telling us she would make us breakfast at 6.

Kim pushed me down on the floor, and each girl curled up against my side. I wrapped an arm around each of them as we shared kisses. “Hmmm, I could get used to this. It's like I have my own little harem” I said, leaning my head back as the girls shared a kiss.

Both girls then slapped my chest, then started to tickle me. Of course, after we calmed down again the two of them started listing names I could add to my harem. Some were interesting, and I laughed when Linda mentioned Gloria, and I then had to explain to Kim who that was. And Kim added a few girls I had gone to school with, and had to explain each of them to Linda.

None of us got carried away though, we just spent an enjoyable hour or so kissing and talking as we held each other. Finally, it was time for bed, and Linda and I both walked Kim to her bedroom door and kissed her goodnight. We then kissed each other as we slipped into bed, and holding her in my arms we fell asleep.

The next morning I loaded up the last of the things, and after breakfast we all exchanged hugs and kisses, and Linda and I headed on home. We talked on the drive, and after having lunch in Winnemucca, Linda took over driving. I pulled out the maps, and we were trying to decide if we wanted to make the return in 1 or 2 days. We decided there was no reason to push, and instead of taking US-95, we kept on going until we hit Reno.

It was still early, and after grabbing a coupon out of a travel paper we were checking into Circus Circus. The room was not that bad, and it was right in the downtown area. We could not drink or gamble being under 21, but we spent quite a bit of time watching the acts above the casino floor, then hit the arcades. I won Linda a little stuffed cat at a ball toss, then we went down the main street.

It was full of neon, and it seemed like almost every building was a casino. And it was like a constant party was going on, and we just moved along with it. We stopped at one of the casinos for dinner at the buffet, and we stuffed ourselves for only $5 each.

We were walking through the casino on the way out, and Linda pointed out a poster advertising the show they were holding that night. She of course knew of Paul Revere & The Raiders, and their most popular song, “Indian Reservation”. But I laughed, and said he always gave an excellent performance. And she was surprised I had seen him perform before.

“What, you did not know? He's from Idaho, near Boise in fact. He's a regular in the fair circuit, and I have seen him many times. Let's go, we can afford it and you will love seeing his keyboard. It's actually built into the front end of a real Mustang!”

But we were both disappointed when we found the ticket booth, and were told you had to be 21 or over to see the show because they served alcohol. The lady at the booth actually apologized, and said if it was up to her they would allow in minors, but the state gaming commission requires that, not the casino.

But at one of the casinos, there was a band playing in the bar, and they were doing current Top 40 songs. One of the security guys came by and asked why we were hanging out, and I said we were just enjoying the music. He smiled, and said he would be back in 10 minutes and we needed to be gone.

“I have been watching you two, and you never tried to get a drink or play a slot. But you are not allowed to be here, I'm sorry. But I hope you have a great night.” And with a smile he headed off. We enjoyed the remainder of the song, then hand in hand wandered off.

“Pete, now I'm glad we decided to skip Vegas. It seems like there would not have been much we could have done there, other than playing in the arcades. I had no idea we could not even see any of the shows because of our age.”

“Yea, me neither. Now I'm glad we did not do Vegas either. One of the reasons I wanted to do that is that Doug Henning just started a show there, and I really wanted to see it. But now that I know I could not have seen it, that trip would have been for nothing.”

We walked a bit more, and just after dark we headed back to the hotel. We spent a little time in the arcade, then headed up to the room. After a nice shower together, we went to bed and by 9 we were fucking like crazy. First her on top of me, then me on top of her, changing positions each time she came. Finally, she slipped down to the foot of the bed and took me in her mouth, sucking as her head bobbed up and down. And by now, she was having no problems taking me into her mouth. I moaned I was close, and she just moved faster.

I looked down into her face as I whispered “I love you Linda”, and came in her mouth. She moaned as I did, both at what I told her as well as the cum I was pumping into her mouth. Finally, she pulled up, her lips giving a soft slurp as they pulled away from the head of my cock, and I saw her swallow what I had given her. We kissed and cuddled up, and finally drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.

The next morning we again went downstairs to the buffet for breakfast, then headed on home. We decided to just take the freeway home, so soon we were on the 80 going over the mountains, then back on the 5 heading home. We got home at just after midnight, and Linda crawled into bed with me.

The next morning she called her mom at work and let her know we had gotten back late the night before, and would be home when she got off work. We unloaded my truck and started the wash with the things we had worn the last few days, then made love again. And after she came and as I got close, she whispered that she wanted me to do what she told me to do, and to go faster.

I leaned my body away from hers and looked into Linda's eyes as I pumped in and out of her cunt, faster and faster. And she could tell by my motions and my face I was getting close. I moaned I was going to cum and she said “Pull it out and cum on my belly Pete, do it, cum on me!” And that is exactly what I did, yanking myself out and reaching down to pump myself the last few times, feeling and seeing my cum squirt to just below her breasts on the first blast, and finally the last dribbles flowing down onto her pubic hairs.

“Wow, what brought that on Linda?”

She blushed. “Well, in all those movies we saw, the guy always cums like this. And I wanted to see what it was like, but trust me I much prefer it inside of me. This was kinda kinky, but nowhere as satisfying as when you shoot your cum inside my pussy.”

I chuckled, bending down to kiss her as she lowered her hands and started to rub it in like it was a lotion. “Well yea, they do that so people can see the guy cum. It's kinda silly I think, to be honest, I would actually like to see a porn sometime where a guy actually cums inside of the girl, and we can see it leak out of her. I know it always turns me on if I see myself leaking out of you after we make love. And I think the crowd that likes these mostly wants the visual, as well as the degradation. I can just slip into my pants and take off, but the girl would need a shower, or it is going to be obvious she had been doing something she was not supposed to do.”

And I had just finished saying that, when I heard the doorbell. I slipped into my sweats and a shirt as Linda grabbed her clothes and with a kiss scurried off to the bathroom to take a shower. I went downstairs, and was not really surprised when Holly was outside. I opened the door, and she rushed in and gave me a huge hug. She then kissed my cheek, and said “Welcome back Pete, I really missed you guys. How was the trip?”

“Pretty good actually, we got back late last night, and were doing some laundry before I take Linda home. How have you been?”

I grabbed us both a soda and we went into the game room as I told her about the trip. I told her I even had a tape of the interview I did in Idaho, and told her about playing back home. Linda came and gave her a big hug, and we moved into the living room and I put the tape that Doug Sharp had sent over just before I left. With it was a note saying it was all 3 parts of the interviews and game footage, as well as another 4 hours of footage that they were not going to use, but I had permission to use for non-commercial purposes, so long as I stated the station was providing the coverage. Holly thought it was great, and was shocked when in the second part, they showed the group killing Kaos.

“What the fuck Pete! That never happened before!”

Then she watched as I explained in the interview why I had allowed it, and if this had been a continuing campaign how I would have handled such an act. Then Mr. Sharp gave a great commentary to close out that segment.

“One thing that Mr. Culver emphasized is that in most games, evil acts are not allowed. And far from being a game that relishes such behavior, there is actually a strong set of rules to deal with people that behave in that way. Not unlike say a bowler that behaves badly when loosing, groups have been known to ban bad players, believing that such behavior goes against the ideas of doing good and defeating evil. Tomorrow night, we will have Part 3 of the series. This is Doug Sharp.” The last segment was mostly interviews of Pastor Frank, Mrs. Dodge, Jackie, and the others who had played the game and what they though

We all thought it was great, and as we watched the outtakes we told her about how that game had ended. “Like oh my god, a pastor just up and killed her without waiting for why she did what she did?” Holly was actually shocked and outraged, but seeing as Kaos was mostly her, she took it far more personally than most would do.

“Yea, and he really felt like shit when they found out she was really innocent. But in a way that is good, because it showed the limits of what a DM could do in the game, and then things I could do to punish such behavior. But you should have seen them, there were like 30 people there watching, and some really got mad when Linda there hit the button and turned on them. But they all did get it in the end, and realized that what I had written was straight out of cinema.”

I told her I would be turning in my film that day, and would call her so she could see our photographs from the trip. We then talked about the trip the next week. “Well, it took some work, but dad finally agreed to let me go. My Grandmother Esther is paying for the flight, but Jack can't make it. He's participating in a Pro-Am golf tournament that week, but he wishes he could be there. So it looks like it's going to be just the 3 of us.”

“Well, that's not a problem. I saw a photo of the rooms, there is a bedroom and a sitting room and kitchen. I will just sleep on the couch there, and you two get the bedroom.”

Both girls started to tickle me, Holly saying “Pete, you are NOT sleeping on the couch! You and Linda get the bedroom, I will sleep on the couch. Otherwise, I will just end up in the bed alone anyways, and not be able to leave the bedroom because you two would probably be fucking all night long!”

We all laughed, and I nodded, saying that as usual, what we did in the room stayed in the room. But that is what we would tell her father. Then she kind of surprised me, saying “Pete, I'm 18 now, my father has no right to criticize me over my love life. Especially here, where it would be you two in a room, I will be alone on the couch. But it's OK, honest. I think it will be fun, seeing what a convention even bigger than the ones here is like.”

The girls decided they were going shopping, so I loaded all of Linda's things into Holly's car (an old Toyota she got right before we left), and they headed off as I drove to drop off the film (ordering 3 prints of each shot). There was not much else to do so I put some more work in trying to finish the last adventure I planned on doing before leaving for boot camp, and at just before 6 dad came home.

I already had dinner made, so we sat around the TV and watched the tape. He marveled that Pastor Frank was playing, and said he had always liked him. And he was also shocked when Linda was killed, but admitted that was always a risk when I set up the game in that way.

He said he was going to see Deana the next night after work, and would see me in a day or so. I went into the game room and fired up the computer. The ideas were flying off my fingers, and in just over 2 hours I had an article done. I read through it as it came off the printer, and admitted that it was one of my better ones.

Unlike most where I talked about game theory or new ways to approach the game, this was about when players do the unexpected. I talked about how in the original game, I had Kaos flee after turning on the party. This was then changed to her entering the room and standing still, which was how the final module was published. And even in one of the letters how one player told me the girl in his group had soda thrown at her. But in almost 2 dozen games I had run, this time one of the players outright killed her as soon as he was able to.

And even their reaction after that was unique. Instead of arresting the Captain and turning him in, or just going to the King the party had actually went straight up to him and killed him, then turned themselves in for judgment.

I said that DM's needed to be aware that such things might happen, and not to step in and stop it. To turn it into a learning experience, and maybe even to try to script a game to encourage such behavior. “After all, this is part of the idea of a game. Explore new things and behaviors, and even to use it to teach players a lesson. And always remember that you may have an idea, but that players can do something totally unexpected. On my first play of Part 2 of that game, one of the characters actually knocked on the door, resulting in almost the entire dungeon coming out and fighting them in one huge battle right outside the entrance.”

Dad was watching the news, when I came out and handed him the 12 pages I had printed off. He started to read it, then immediately got Deana on the phone. And a few minutes later he told me she was on her way.

“Dad, it's late. Why is she coming here this late on a Thursday night?”

“Son, I told her I just read the most amazing article you had ever written, and it was 12 pages long. I offered to have it faxed over tomorrow, but she insisted on seeing it tonight. She will be here in about an hour, so this is what we are going to do. Go get both of us a beer, and after we finish chatting she and I are going to sleep in my room. And since she is moving in next month, you might as well get used to that.”

“Dad, I have no problems with that. And I think if we could ask mom she would say the same. She can move in tomorrow as far as I'm concerned, I like her a lot and think she will be a great step-mom.”

Just under an hour later as Johnny Carson was finishing with his first guest, she knocked on the door. And after exchanging a hug and kiss I handed her what I had written. She read through all 12 pages, then read it again. She shook her head, and sighed. “Pete, you know this is not going to be part of your usual articles, right? This is well over twice as long as any you have done yet, and this is a premiere feature for sure. I will fax it to my boss tomorrow, but expect this to be one of the front page articles, maybe in September or October. And yes, this is that good.”

Even I was surprised, and even more so when she told me what this would likely pay well, being as she was going to push it to be one of the feature articles that month. Now this was some serious money we were talking about. We talked a bit more about Origins, and she said she would see me there. Then at just after 2 we all exchanged hugs and went to bed.

The next morning I got up, and saw Deana was sitting at the table drinking coffee. She said my breakfast was in the microwave, so I nuked the eggs and sausage for a minute, then with my own cup of coffee sat down across from her. I noticed she was in jeans and a shirt, and she told me she had already gone to a copy place and sent off my story.

“Pete, my boss loved it! He is already setting out publishing it in October, and it is going to be the feature story that issue. The author that was already writing the feature will probably be a bit miffed, but you nailed down a lot of things that can happen, and how to deal with it. And you should know, we are all sad that you are going to have to stop writing for at least a while.”

“Well, I gotta follow my dream here Deana. And while I like writing, I can't see myself making a living at it. After all, how many full-time writers does your magazine employ, who can live off what they make from you?”

“Hmmmm, exclusively writers? None. Oh, some of the editors like myself write, but that is an additional job, the editing is what pays our living. And some of our authors live as professional writers, but they are not exclusive to us. They work freelance for many magazines, including us, The Dragon, White Dwarf, The General, and various others. Heck, there is a k** about your age in England that has been writing articles since he was 14. He even had some of the monsters he
created for White Dwarf published in Fiend Folio. If he keeps at it, that k** will probably really make a name for himself in the future.”

“Yea, that's what I thought. But my plans for the next 6 years are mostly concentrating on becoming the best Marine I can be, marrying Linda, and whenever I have the time or inspiration I still want to write stories and create modules. But the last 2 are more hobbies than careers I think.”

“Yea, you're probably right there. But when you can, please continue to write. You actually have an amazing streak with us, every single article you wrote has been accepted. But then again, you also do not write a huge number, and they have all been interesting enough that they caught our attention. But remember, you are not exclusive. Feel free to submit articles to other magazines, I would just caution you to avoid repeating yourself. Maybe submit to Dragon a series of new monsters. Or The General a new setting for say Diplomacy or Civilization.”

“Well, I have had an idea about Civilization I have been working on. I was thinking of adding a kind of NPC civilization, based on the pirate kingdoms. Have 1 to 3 of them start on the islands, and work in opposition to all the other civilizations. We have played with it a bit, and it's interesting.”

“Wow, really? Pete, call some of your friends over. I want to see how that works.”

I grinned, and went and called Linda and Holly. She said she would call Jack, and when I went to get Linda, Mandy asked to come also. And soon we had drinks and popcorn, and the 6 of us were sitting down to a game.

And all admitted it was a lot of fun, I had Sicily, Crete, and all the large islands as independent pirate kingdoms, and they loved how they played. Essentially they just sat there and built up strength, but when one of the players entered their space or one next to it they instantly became aggressive.

“Wow, this really does change the play Pete,” Deana said. “Especially how they will go out and attack those passing by, but otherwise are not expansionist.”

“Well, that is largely how they were in real history. They may say go after passing Roman ships, but never really tried to take on Rome itself. They may go after Egyptian ships, but never tried to take on Egypt. It's the same idea here.”

“Pete, write it up. I know a guy at The General that would love to see this I'm sure.”

I grinned, and handed her the document I had already printed off. She read through it, and asked me for a copy on disk. “I'm gonna rework this just a bit, then give it back to you. This here is about 90% of an article, I just wanna do some finishing touches on it. If that's alright by you that is.”

“Sure, go ahead. You want a co-written credit?”

She actually looked a bit offended, then saw the look on my face. “Oh Pete, thank you but no sweetie. And for two reasons. First, I am exclusive only to my magazine, unless some conditions are met. Like they refuse an article, an article I write is outside of the gaming world, or I have prior approval. And secondly, I am only doing clean-up. You and I are almost family now, and there is no need for me to get anything other than your thanks for doing this for you. No, this will still be entirely your article when I am done. You all take off, I should have this done in a few hours.”

And with a grin, we all decided to take off. Jack and Holly said they wanted to go to the beach, but the Carol sisters said they wanted to go skating. So with a grin Holly and Jack took off as we drove back to the girl's house, and with our skates in the back we headed off. Linda was giving directions and soon we were pulling up in front of a rink we had never been to before.

This time, we ended up driving all the way to Venice. And this was really a fun place. World on Wheels was huge, and even had an enclosed area in the center of the rink for beginners or breakdancing. A wood floor, and it was full of k**s, from grade school on up. We laced up and were soon on the floor. The music was typical Top 40, but it was a lot of fun.

And Mandy had a lot of attention, being 15, cute, and new. But when it came time for the second couples skate, she quickly came up and took my hand as Linda went to take a break. She immediately commented on how it felt like she had been thrown to the wolves.

“Pete, it's like every guy is sniffing for pussy out there! Is it something about this place, or what?”

“Naw Mandy, I think it's because you are new. If you turn them down, it does not matter because they will likely never see you again they think. Or if you will let them go far, same thing. They hope to have a good time, then they can continue with girls they are after and you will not matter. Don't worry about it.”

“Yea, I wish Harry was here though. He is a lot more fun, and he mostly knows his limits.”

“So are you two still a thing? We've not really talked since we got back. But I know you started seeing him about a few months ago. Have not really met him yet, other than that one time.”

“Well, kinda. He is mostly good at keeping his hands within the limits I set, but he also stops when I tell him to stop. I admit we have gone a little farther than I wanted to go, but he is not pushing for more for the most part.”

We chatted as we skated, and towards the end I asked her if she wanted some time alone with me. “Mandy, if you ever feel the need to talk, you know I will always be there for you. Just give the word, and the two of us can go and do something on our own, Linda will understand.”

“Yea, that might be nice, Now that Peggy has a boyfriend, I'm spending less time with her than before. And Linda is not always the greatest help in things like this. I love my sis, but when it comes to sex her attitude is more 'if it feels good do it'.”

“Yea, that's Linda. OK, when we leave I will tell her that just you and I should spend a day together. Think of what you want to do or where you want to go, and it will just be the two of us. Monday or Tuesday would probably be best. Wednesday is game night, and Thursday is gonna be us getting ready and we are leaving on Friday morning.”

She gave me a big hug, and kissed my cheek as she skated off and Linda came back. I told her that Mandy and I were going to spend a day together sometime next week, and she smiled. “Thanks Pete, I got no problem with that. You two go out and have fun, I think a day or two by myself would be good as well.”

We took a break together a bit later, and Mandy came up and joined us. As we had sodas and talked, Mandy mentioned that a guy has asked a few times to skate with her. Both her and Linda looked at me, and I smiled.

“Well Mandy, if you want to skate, I say go ahead. But be honest, say you have a boyfriend, and all you will do is skate. That way there are no misunderstandings, and he may just be happy skating and expect nothing else so long as he knows that. And tell Harry next time you see him. I know if Linda here did that and I knew it was only a skate or a dance, I would have no problem with it. Just be honest.”

She smiled and nodded, and kissed my cheek. “Thanks Pete, I'll do that. And if he wants more?”

Linda grinned. “Then tell them that if they try to get carried away, this big cowboy here will teach them a lesson!”

“Hey, I'm not that big!”

Mandy laughed. “Yea, but you are 18 and most of them are 14 or 15, so you are big compared to them. And it's nice knowing you will step in to protect me if I need it.”

When the next couples skate started, Mandy stayed on the floor and skated with a kinda geeky looking guy with glasses. And the two of them were chatting away so it looked like she was having fun. I pulled Linda in and gave her a quick kiss, and she told me it was a shame this place was so far away.

“Yea, I could see us becoming regulars here if it was not an hour away.”

Finally, it was the last set, and this time Linda did something different. She stayed skating in front of me, but backed up so her bottom was pressed firmly into my groin, and her shoulders against my chest. I rested my hands on her hips and held her there, and felt her grinding her bottom against me. This of course caused me to start to get an erection, and I pressed it firmly into her.

“Be careful there little girl, or you might give me some ideas of what I would like to do to that ass when we are alone.”

Linda wiggled her bottom, and pressed back even tighter. “But maybe I want you to do something to my ass when we are alone.” Then she rubbed her ass up and down against me, and my cock was now fully hard. When the session was done we got back into our shoes, and I saw Mandy give the guy she had been skating with for the last hour a kiss on the cheek, and we were heading home.

Right into rush hour traffic. Linda asked about the guy, and his name was Darren. He was nice, and went to school there in Venice. And no, she did not even get his phone number, or give him her number. As we drove over the pass the girls were talking about where we would go on our “date” the next week, and the best suggestion actually came from Linda!

“Sis, why not go to Griffith Park? You can go to the Observatory, and the Zoo, even hit the train park. And there are a lot of other things you two can do. Just do that, I'm sure that Holly and I can find something to keep us entertained.” So with a grin, Mandy and I decided to do just that.

We each gave Mandy a hug when we dropped her off at home, and when we got to my place Dad and Deana were already packing up and getting ready to go. She handed me the disk back, and a copy of the revised manuscript. And it was indeed much better, more polished than what I had handed her. And on top was a series of cover sheets, already filled out and just needing my signature. I signed it and dropped it in an envelope that I saw already had stamps on it.

“Chuck here is one of the editors of The General. I have known him for a few years now, and I think this is exactly the kind of material he likes. Trust me, if he rejects this it will shock me.” I gave her a hug, and another for dad and soon they were on their way to Vegas.

“Don't you two go and elope on me” I teased them as they headed out.

Linda turned on the TV and we talked as I heated us a pizza, and once we finished she took my hand and dragged me upstairs. Once there we wasted little time in getting our clothes off, and after pulling me onto and into her we were screwing away, her scratches on my back and moans telling me she was loving it as much as I was. But after she came, she gave me a kiss and pushed me off.

I saw her pull something out of her purse, and roll over onto her belly. And after hearing a soft sound, she handed me the tube and told me to use some of it also. I looked then, and it was a small tube of KY. And I did as she asked, watching as she used her fingers to work some of it into her ass.

“Pete baby, I was not teasing you earlier when I said I wanted you to do something with my ass when we got here. This is what I want, so get up here and give it to me lover!”

She moved up on her hands and knees, and I slipped up behind her. Taking my cock in my hand I pressed myself against her hole, and then pressed in. Linda moaned, and I felt her relax as I pushed a bit harder, the tip slipping inside. She gave a delightful moan as the head finally entered her, and then a gasp as I felt her relax again and I pushed in a bit more. We spend the next minute or so like that, I would pull out a little, then push in a bit deeper. Each time she gasped and moaned, then sighed as my hips pressed firmly against her ass and I was fully inside of her.

“Ohhh, still a stretch, and it still stings a little, but it feels so good baby. God, so full and so good. Go ahead, go ahead lover, fuck my ass. Fuck my ass baby, fuck it.”

I moaned and started to do just that. On the third slow stroke I pulled almost all the way out, then poured a small bead of the KY along the shaft of my cock, the coldness almost a shock. But when I pushed back, I slid even easier into her. Linda moaned, and now I started a long slow pace, pumping my cock in and out of her ass.

After a few minutes, she had her chest on the mattress, one hand in front of her face and she was moaning almost constantly. Her other hand had reached down under her and was rubbing her clit. She was moaning and panting almost constantly, whispering how good it felt as I slid in and out, my pace picking up a bit more as I went. Soon I had both hands on her hips, grunting as I thrust myself quickly in and out of her ass, my hips loudly slapping her bottom each time, my balls swinging into her fingers. I felt her ass starting to milk my cock, and with a muffled groan she started to cum. I was right behind her, spurting deep into her ass as she was finally coming down off of her climax.

“Hmmmm, that's exactly what Linda needed,” she whispered as she collapsed onto the bed, my following and laying on top of her back. “A nice well fucked ass, filled up with lots of my lovers cum.”

I kissed her neck, and whispered “You really did want this today, didn't you?”

“Uh-huh. For some reason when I pushed back against you, all I could think about was having you fuck my ass. I still don't want this often, but I just felt so nasty I knew this is exactly what I wanted today. And thank you baby, you fucked my ass wonderfully.”

We cuddled and kissed, then after sharing a wonderful shower we decided to go to Sizzler for dinner. When we got back Linda called Holly, and after talking for a bit she told me she was going to hang out with her for a bit, and Holly would take her home. We shared a deep kiss and I walked her over, then went on home.

And I sat down with graph paper in front of the computer, and started working on an entirely new adventure. Wednesday was game night, and for some reason I had a really wicked idea for what I wanted the group to do.