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"Sammy?" Marcie asked when I called her on Sunday morning.

"Can you talk?"

"Sammy? What's wrong? Are you all right?"

"I need to talk to someone and you're the only one I trust."

"What happened?"

I must have talked for an hour while Marcie listened. I told her about Cindy being in the kitchen when I got home Friday afternoon, about us going up to my room and her pushing the button on my answering machine.

I gave Marcie a quick overview of how Cindy reacted, curious but not angry, when she heard about Barbara's offer to give me a blowjob. I thought it was curiosity that made Cindy accompany me the next morning to watch Curtis' little league game and Karen's softball practice. I mentioned that I had seen Cindy talking to the two groundskeepers, Noreen and Cecile, suggesting that their meeting had something to do with the domino, three dots and one dot.

Marcie may have mumbled something under her breath but she didn't interrupt me. I described how Cindy had dressed in very short shorts and a halter that covered only the essentials.

"She got the attention of the parents at the little league game and she really put on a show at Karen's softball practice. The players' boyfriends and husbands couldn't keep their eyes off of her. They really had their tongues hanging out. She was even distracting the players."

"Oh, my," Marcie commented.

"That's enough background," I said. "Cindy suggested I let her open a cottage while I took Curtis and Sally home. By the time I got back, parked my car in the garage and walked across the street she not only had the cottage open, she had her legs open too."

I could hear Marcie breathing, but she didn't say anything. "Are you sure you want to hear this?" I asked and heard her answer in the affirmative, sounding certain.

"I had a little trouble getting inside the cottage. I knocked on the door several times and was about to give up when Noreen answered the door. She was holding one hand over her tits and a pair of pink panties in front of her pussy. Otherwise, she was naked. I stepped inside and heard a shrill whine coming from one of the bedrooms. I recognized Cindy's voice although I had never heard such a high pitch from her before.

"One of Cindy's sandals and her halter were the first things I saw. They looked out of place on the floor as we walked to the bedroom door. The other sandal was just inside the door and her shorts were on the floor next to the bed. The sound coming from the bed penetrated my ears, but what I saw penetrated my chest, stabbed me in the stomach and landed in my balls. It occurred to me that I was standing in the same spot where I had watched Spence slam into Cindy's cunt the weekend I turned seventeen.

"Cecile, she's the shorter one, was naked too. She was between Cindy's legs, fueling the sound that was radiating the cottage. Cecile was lapping Cindy's pussy with the same concentration she uses to make the tractor mow in a straight line.

"There was very little variation in Cindy's whine. It was constant and like nothing I have ever heard before. Her face was crinkled, almost looking like she was in pain. Her eyes were big, nearly out of their sockets. If either one of them knew I was in the room they didn't show it.

"Cindy was flopping her head from side to side. She saw me and for a second I thought the whine went silent as the bow tie shape of her lips changed to a grin. But then she lifted her head and smiled at Cecile and the whine resumed.

"Cecile looked over at me and frowned. She told Noreen to take care of me and went back to feasting on Cindy's pussy, like I wasn't there.

"In the midst of everything that was going on in the room, Noreen let down her guard and dropped her panties on the floor. She asked if I wanted to take off my clothes. Somehow, this struck me as funny."

"Did you?" Marcie asked.

"I couldn't think. My mind was blank. Seeing Cecile between Cindy's legs was more than my reflex system could absorb. I was without feeling and just stood there.

"Noreen began undressing me and I didn't try to stop her. I was vaguely aware that she was removing my shirt, but I couldn't take my eyes off what was taking place on the bed. Cindy's whine was constant again and Cecile was relentless. My pants dropped to the floor and Noreen told me to lift my feet so she could take my shoes off.

"Noreen must have removed my shorts while I was watching Cindy's orgasm. The tall girl surprised me when she took my cock into her mouth. I didn't know I was hard until I looked down to see what she was doing."

I heard Marcie clear her throat. "Was she good?"

"Let's just say she knew what she was doing. She bobbed, sucked and played with my balls, all at the same time. She made me forget about Cindy for a few minutes.

"I came hard and it took me a few more minutes to realize Cindy's whine had stopped. Noreen stood up and I pulled her to me, feeling how cold she was, like there was no circulation of blood. I rubbed her back, all the way down to her ass and then I turned her around and felt her ass against me. We watched the two girls on the bed. They were kissing and cuddling. Noreen was making cooing sounds as I squeezed her breasts and rubbed her tummy. She wilted in my arms when I put my finger in her pussy and played with her tits with the other hand.

"I heard Cindy say something and looked at the bed to see her and Cecile watching us. Cindy was deciding what we would do next.

"It was surreal, me fingering the tall girl and the other two planning activities. Cindy was in favor of me fucking all three of them, but it was evident Cecile didn't want my cock anywhere near her. I didn't think Noreen was even listening. She didn't voice her opinion one way or the other until I made her come, and then she said she was fine with Cindy's suggestion. Cecile was still resisting Cindy's plan, but eventually she agreed to participate."

Marcie interrupted me. "Really, Sammy! You just said that seeing your girlfriend being eaten by another woman made your mind go blank. How could you think of fucking anyone?"

"She's not my girlfriend. It wasn't like I had a say in what we were going to do. Cindy offered Cecile something she couldn't refuse and I wanted to stick around and see it for myself," I said, laughing.

"What was the offer?"

"Are you sure you want to hear more?"

There was a long pause and I thought Marcie might hang up. "Did you really fuck all three of them? If you did I want to hear everything."

"Okay, if you're sure. Cindy's plan was for me to fuck her while she was eating Cecile then Cecile could eat my cum out of Cindy's pussy while I was fucking Cecile. Noreen raised an objection, saying she didn't want to be left out and Cecile wasn't too keen on my cock invading her pussy either.

"Cindy made a concession to Noreen, saying she would eat her instead of Cecile while I was fucking Cindy and this would give Cecile time to decide if she wanted to participate in the next phase."

"Sammy, I'm not sure I believe any of this. Just tell me, did your domino predication play out like you said?"

"Yes, I fucked all three of them."

"Oh, my," Marcie sounded breathless.

"Cecile surprised us by taking over the direction of our little drama. She moved out of the way and made a place for Noreen to sit with her back to the headboard. Next, she beckoned for Cindy to get on her knees between Noreen's legs. Cindy immediately began sampling Noreen's pussy. This made Noreen open her legs wider. Cecile motioned for me to get behind Cindy, which I was happy to do. Cindy looked back at me and smiled, encouragingly. She wiggled her ass and stuck it up in the air, showing me her pussy and inviting me in. I was getting ready to mount her when Cecile spotted something wrong with my cock. She said it wasn't hard enough, clearly a mistake as far as I was concerned."

"Oh, my," I heard Marcie whisper.

"Cindy kept wiggling her ass at me and went back to working on Noreen's pussy, unaware that Cecile was giving my cock a critical stare. Cecile took my cock in her right hand and swiped it up and down Cindy's pussy. Apparently, Cindy didn't find this strange or out of the ordinary. She didn't know Cecile was licking the pussy juices off my cock.

"I was raring to go and when Cecile did the same thing again I told her to move out of the way and let me fuck Cindy. This got Cindy's attention. She turned just in time to see Cecile take my cock out of her mouth. Cindy took my side and repeated what I had said. Well, Cecile didn't like this at all. She sat back on her heels and said she was just trying to help.

"I slammed into Cindy's cunt and soon we had the whole bed rocking. I could tell by the look on Noreen's face that Cindy's tongue was making contact each time my thrust pushed Cindy forward. It was fun to see that I could control Noreen's enjoyment by slowing down or speeding up. I became so intent on what I was doing that I lost track of Cecile until I reached for Cindy's breasts and discovered a hand already holding one of them. Cecile had beaten me to it. She looked at me, irritated.

"I moved my hands to Cindy's ass and picked up speed. This made her pull off Noreen and try to keep up with me. It didn't take me long. The smell of pussy, combined with sweat rolling off our bodies made it impossible for me to hold back. I grunted that I was coming only seconds before I pushed deep into Cindy and it poured out of me.

"We were both exhausted and sprawled on the bed, grinning like idiots. Noreen complained about being abandoned and Cecile came to the rescue, taking over for Cindy.

"When we recovered, Cindy told us we better hurry because my cum was beginning to ooze out of her pussy. Cecile was still undecided. She wasn't sure if she wanted to let me fuck her but when Noreen said she would take her place, Cecile decided to do it herself with one stipulation; I would have to wear a condom."

"Oldham, are you making this up to embarrass me?" Marcie asked.

"I'm not making it up and I'm not trying to embarrass you. Do you want to hear the rest or not?"

"Yes, yes I do," Marcie was quick to say.

"I got off the bed and was going to see if I could find a condom when I heard Cecile tell Noreen to clean me up."

"NO!" Marcie exclaimed.

"I started looking in drawers, trying to remember where I had stored condoms. Every time I stopped, Noreen got down on her knees and licked my cock. She was like a little puppy, following me around. Finally, I had to stop and let her finish cleaning me."

"I don't believe a word you're saying," Marcie laughed.

"I found two condoms. Noreen said that was good because I would need one for her too."

"STOP! I know you're making this up."

"No I'm not. This was the domino playing out. I should have seen it myself, but it was just too weird for me to grasp. Now I see my mistake. I've got to keep my mind open and accept what the dominoes tell me."

"Okay, I believe you. Tell me the rest," Marcie said, sounding like she really did believe me.

"Cecile wanted to inspect the condom and when she was satisfied with it, she wanted to inspect my cock. She looked it over and ordered Noreen to get me hard, something that was agreeable to both Noreen and me. While Noreen worked on my cock, Cecile arranged Cindy on the bed and positioned herself between Cindy's legs. Cecile looked back at me with a blank expression. I wondered if she was actually going to go through with it. But Cindy got her attention and I stuck two fingers in Cecile's pussy. She sort of hunched up, like she was enduring an unpleasant intrusion, but she was wet.

"I think she was trying to forget I was there. She was intent on eating Cindy's pussy and when I eased into her there was no reaction at all from her. While I waited for her to become accustomed to my cock, I watched Cindy. Her lips were in the familiar bow tie shape and her eyes were bugged out again. Noreen was sitting on the bed, waiting her turn.

"Cecile sort of rotated her ass, which I took as a sign to start moving. I was right; it was a sign. I began to move and she moved with me. As I moved faster I became aware of Cecile chanting something. Cindy complained that Cecile had lost interest in her pussy and Cecile answered by chanting louder. I wasn't sure what she was saying, but it sounded like 'fuck me'. It didn't matter; she was enjoying herself and I was enjoying myself too. Cindy was becoming impatient with both of us. She moved to the other side of the bed and pulled Noreen's head down to lick her pussy. I pulled out and rolled Cecile over before she knew what was happening. Her face went from horror to splendor when I pushed back into her. She wanted to kiss and I obliged her. I tasted something strange and realized it was my own cum spiced with Cindy's pussy juices. She wouldn't release me so I joined her in the battle of the tongues. What began as reluctance on Cecile's part became one of the best fucks I have ever had. I kept telling her I was going to come, but she didn't want to stop. Even after my cock went limp she kept humping me. She was like a magnet, clinging to me long after my cock popped out of her. She didn't seem to mind my weight.

"I was wiped out. All I wanted to do was sleep, but the girls wouldn't let me. They made a game of getting me up for Noreen. They took turns sucking my cock, playing with my balls and nibbling at my nipples.

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“You must be the gamekeeper.”The words were spoken by a thin, pale woman of about thirty-five, wrapped in a red waterproof jacket, jeans and walking boots. She was standing at the foot of the treacherous, mossy concrete steps that led down from my holiday apartment, Gamekeeper’s Cottage. It was on an estate in deepest Cornwall, former home of some lord of the manor who had made his fortune from the tin mines that used to flourish in the area.“Yes, I’m the gamekeeper,” I said, entering into the...

the cottage

True story.im 29 and my girl 21.My girl wanted to go away in the weekend before christmas. since we were dating for two years now, she wanted to have me for herself for two whole days. a present, of sorts.we managed to book a mountain cottage but at a high price.Since the money isn't much, we asked another couple to tag along and share the fee. since the cottage had 3 bedrooms, we asked two mutual girl friends to come too.so, 4 girls and two boys.our time there was great, the place had its own...

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I had just gotten divorced after a 10 year relationship and 4 years of fighting and bitchin’. I was ready to fucking move on and horny as a goat. I would have fucked anything in sight. My cousin, we had been best friends for all of our 50 some years, invited me to her cottage “you can have it all for yourself for a couple of weeks” she told me on the phone. Located on a small island in Canada, by a fast running river, this is exactly what I needed. I got there on a Friday night and she was...

Thelma and her brother

Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...

The Passion of Mother Ethel

Mother Ethel always enjoyed the short walk to the train station. It was beautiful Autumnal morning and Mother Ethel took the opportunity to walk to the train station as she knew that she had a very busy day ahead. Those that saw Mother Ethel along the way bowed reverently,they knew that Mother Ethel was a Nun of the Monastery of Repentance and when a Nun or a Monk walked past it was polite to bow, for many knew what the Nun's and Monk's of the Monastery were capable of. As Mother Ethel strolled...

Dot Dorothea and Dick

Dot, Dorothea, and Dick Chapter One Dear sister: I found this letter among some others, scrolled up and tied with purple ribbon, in a chest belonging to our great grandfather. The name Charles has belonged to several in our family line, but I believe I know the one who received and saved this letter, and kept it preserved for so many years. I believe the letter speaks for itself, so I will now offer it up to you. Dearest Charles: I hope this missive finds you in such good...

My Golden Summer with Blythe Ch 01

Our Last Day of School. I can’t believe it. This is my last day of school, I thought, not sure how I felt now that the long awaited day was here. Stepping out into the beautiful sunny afternoon, heading toward the group of waiting yellow school buses I breathed a sigh of relief. I was glad school was finished. Throughout High School like a ship at sea, I had plotted my course, studying hard. However, the Scholarship that many felt I had rightfully won had somehow ended up going to one of...

Antheas baby 1

“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...

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She brought the car to a stop and leaned back in the seat, closing her eyes to rest her head for a moment. The drive though only ninety minutes had been exhausting. Had she known how much traffic there would be on a weekday afternoon she wondered if she would have made the trip alone. Compared to bearing a child the drive had not been that bad, she thought. She opened her eyes and looked around. Beyond the sea wall the water was kicking up small whitecaps that spilled half way up the beach...

In the Old Farmers Cottage

Let me introduce myself to you;I am a 19 year old girl with short brown hair, and an athletic build, long legs,with rather large boobs that tend to make me look a bit top heavy.In between college terms, I scanned the local paper for a part time job so's I could earn a bit of money to tide me over until the new course started after the summer break. My eye was drawn to an ad which wanted a domestic, twice a week. That seemed ideal to me so I rang the number and an interview was arranged.I turned...

Back at the cottage

After our passionate love making in the car, we return to the cottage. The sun is still shinning as we relax in the courtyard armed with a cocktail, fruit and nibbles to eat. I move my chair alongside yours to cuddle you, and to pet you. We have a deep affection for each other displaying the love we have between us. I kiss your ears and your neck taking little bites of your ear lobes too. I love you. I care for you and I adore you. It is obvious by the way I kiss and cuddle you. You react with...

The Cottage

Some years ago I was enjoying an autumn walk around my neighbourhood. A couple of miles from home I felt the need for a pee. Being in a built-up area there was nowhere to go by the roadside, so I held on for a few minutes until I reached a public toilet.Not the nicest, old and grotty, but needs want so in I went. Just one urinal, one cubicle and a wash basin, beside which was a much younger man washing his hands. I went past him, got my cock out and immediately released my pent-up bladder. As...

A Night at the Cottage

You breathe heavily as you slide your fingers in and out of your pussy. The country cottage was pretty old, and the locks on the doors stopped working a long time ago. No one cared enough to fix them, as you and your family only visited for the odd weekend. You think you hear someone coming, you quickly pull your hands out from between your legs and look at the door. No one enters. Relieved, you put your fingers in your mouth to lick the juices off, then go back to pleasuring yourself. The...

Summer at the cottage

My wife and I are teachers at a local community college. It is the perfect job as it allows us to spend over two months at our summer house on the lake. We were about to embark on the four hour trek northward. My wife had agreed to give one of her students a lift, her parents lived not too far from our cottage, and she needed a ride home. I had packed the trunk of the car to the brim with our supplies for the summer, so when we went to pick up Jennifer there wasn’t much room for her stuff. ...

Back at the cottage

After our passionate love making in the car, we return to the cottage. The sun is still shinning as we relax in the courtyard armed with a cocktail, fruit and nibbles to eat. I move my chair alongside yours to cuddle you, and to pet you. We have a deep affection for each other displaying the love we have between us. I kiss your ears and your neck taking little bites of your ear lobes too. I love you. I care for you and I adore you. It is obvious by the way I kiss and cuddle you. You react...

Melody at my cottage

4-14-2011 Jonathan It's early December and snow lightly falls, covering the bare trees and the grass. I have been dating Melody since that magical day in the summer at the waterfall. Things have been going amazingly and the sex just gets better every time. I invited Melody up to my cottage in New Hampshire for a weekend. She should be here soon. I do have to admit, I am a little nervous. I'm not quite sure why. My thoughts were interrupted by a light knock at the front door. I...

Our Cottage

The small cottage stands out as a silhouette against the dark night, only distinguishable because the building is darker than the landscape around it. The car turns the corner onto a dirt road, and the now jerky headlights illuminate the building. A wooden door and glinting window sit beside a net of vines that weaves its way up the side of the white house and onto its roof. I look over at you, sitting on the seat beside me, and whisper, “We’re here.” I keep the car running and climb out to...

Rose Cottage

It was two pm on Friday afternoon, the sun was shining and I was going to see my amazing fuck friend. Work was finished for the week. The combination of the vibrations from my truck and the anticipation of seeing her was exquisite. So much so, it was possible I was going to have to undo a button or two down below.A tractor pulled into the road in front of me which dragged my attention back to here and now. I braked and waved. This mood was just too good to be spoiled by anything. I had met her...

Our Cottage

The small cottage stands out as a silhouette against the dark night, only distinguishable because the building is darker than the landscape around it. The car turns the corner onto a dirt road, and the now jerky headlights illuminate the building. A wooden door and glinting window sit beside a net of vines that weaves its way up the side of the white house and onto its roof. I look over at you, sitting on the seat beside me, and whisper, “We’re here.” I keep the car running and climb out to...

White DelightsChapter 14 My Humble Cottage

The journey started reasonably well, the Emir thought. Kaitlin was impressed by driving straight to the steps up into the aircraft; she was even more impressed by a private jumbo jet, and he had remembered to order the stewardesses to wear their ground uniforms, rather than serve them naked, as they normally would when the aircraft was in the air. He managed to persuade Kaitlin to share his bed for an hour on the journey, and then to shower with him, but she was clearly becoming more nervous...

The Naiads of Thessaly Springs

This is the story of Wendell Connors, a recently divorced man of middle age and very active imagination, who has taken residence in an apartment community, where he finds both solace and excitement in his poolside home. With the help and encouragement he receives from his cheery and charming young neighbors, he finds new life, and a second chance at love.This is a work of fiction. All rights are reserved. . . . ....

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