Belle was deep asleep, dreaming of a time when she was innocent. She was running through the woods in her back yard, her mother laughing and close behind. Her mother swept her up into her arms and spun her around. “Come Belle, lets go home.” Her mother whispered in her ear. Belle could remember this day well. It was the day she learned that nymphomania was in her family.

She woke that night, hearing loud moans from her parents bedroom. Belle wasn’t sure what she thought, but she needed to see what was happening. She clambered out of bed, tiptoed through the hall, and cracked her parents door open. What she saw glued her in place. Her mother was on all fours, head toward the headboard, mouth open and moaning. Her father was behind her, clasping her waist and thrusting quickly and hard. He leaned forward, hunching over her, continuing his humping motion as he reached around and clasped her boobs with his hands.

After they had climaxed, they collapsed on their bed, and Belle was released from her position in the door way. She snuck back to her room, and fell asleep. She awoke to the smell of bacon, and her mother calling her to breakfast. Belle woke up disoriented. The room wasn’t her own. The smell of bacon wafted through the open door, and Belle sat up. She tensed her ass, shocked that she felt no pain from the sex last night. She grabbed one of Gabriel’s discarded shirts and pulled it over her head. She slipped her skirt on, and followed the smell to the kitchen.

Gabriel turned and smiled at her as she sniffed loudly. He motioned her to the counter, and she silently slid onto the stool. He slid a plate with scrambled eggs, bacon, and toast buttered perfectly towards her. Handing her a fork, he said, “Dig in.” She thanked him and ate ravenously. He soon sat next to her, pausing to kiss her neck before taking his seat. She bit her lip, uncomfortable with the easy act.

“You don’t approve. I’m sorry.” Gabriel apologized.

“N-no, it’s fine.” Belle quickly protested. She had actually liked it. “It’s just, not something I normally do, that’s all.”

“Well you’re a whore. You don’t spend the night, usually.” Gabriel pointed out.

Belle nodded mutely, no longer having much of an appetite. She poked at the remaining eggs on her plate. She kept her eyes down, feeling his eyes on her, a blush creeping up her cheeks. He tilted his head at her quizzically. “You are ashamed?”

“Wouldn’t you be? I mean, if you did something for a living that disgusted most people, wouldn’t you feel… ashamed for it to be talked about openly?” Belle retorted.

Gabriel nodded. He collected her dishes and dropped them in the sink. He pulled out his wallet, and slid a credit card across the counter at her. “Go shopping. Buy a formal gown. Something… sexy, but not slutty. You need to catch attention, but not arouse immediately, tonight. I’ve got a task for you to do.”

Belle stood with a frown, her eyes on the card. “You’re not going all ‘Pretty Woman’ on me, are you?” She demanded nervously. He chuckled. “Hardly. This is for your benefit, not mine. What pleasure I may gain from this, is secondary.”

She picked up the card. “What, are you trying to tell me you’re on a mission from God, or something?”

Gabriel walked toward her. He ran a hand through her hair, and kissed her soundly. “I’m on a mission for you.” He said. He gave her a gentle push. “Be back here by 7pm.” Belle smiled and collected her things from his bedroom. She dressed and caught a cab.

After trying several gowns, and asking the opinions of several customers, she settled on a silk, moss green gown that cascaded down her body and showed the swell of her breasts. She spent the rest of the day browsing shops, in case she were to find a more attractive one.

She returned at promptly 7 to Gabriel’s door. He let her in. “Get dressed, quickly. We have to hurry.” She hefted her bag and made to go to the bedroom. He caught hold of her arm. “It’s nothing I haven’t seen. Change here.”

Belle rolled her eyes and stripped before him. She removed her bra as well, and he raised an eyebrow questioningly. “This dress can’t be worn with a bra.” She explained. He frowned, and she quickly interrupted. “It’s not slutty, it just shows cleavage. I even asked opinions before buying it.”

She bent over and dug into the bag. She paused as he ran his hands over her ass. “We don’t have time.” She gently reminded him, straightening and stepping into the gown. She turned her back, and he zipped the gown with a sigh. She bent once more to get the matching shoes she had bought. His hands were on her back once more. Belle giggled as she straightened. Suddenly strong arms wrapped around her, and warm lips pressed against her neck.

Gabriel pressed his body against her, his arousal by no means hidden. He began walking her into the bedroom, kissing her neck and nibbling her ears. Belle sighed and moaned softly, aroused by the scene. Gabriel tugged at the zipper, slipping the gown off her shoulders and caressing her breasts. His lips moved to her shoulder and he lowered one hand to her panties. He slid his hand into them and with one finger massaged her clit.

Belle gasped and bucked against him. He groaned as she rubbed her ass against his erection. Suddenly he released her and yanked off her panties. He stripped swiftly and pressed her down onto the bed. He rubbed his cock against her pussy, and Belle cried out. “No!”

“Shh.” Gabriel whispered. He continued to rub his cock against her, then climbed over her legs and pressed it against her tits. Belle sighed with relief and pressed her boobs together. He buried his cock in her cleavage, driving back and forth, the head popping out above as he thrust all the way. She lifted her head and stuck out her tongue so that each time, she flicked the tip. They continued this frantic humping for several minutes, until Gabriel grunted and sprayed his cum all over her chin. Belle licked it up, ravenous.

Gabriel pulled away and climbed back down to her pussy, pressing his face against it. He began licking her in earnest, slipping first one finger, then two into her tight hole. He pushed only so far before he felt her hymen. He pushed against it, then pulled out, simulating the thrusting motion of a cock. He added a third finger as he lapped at her clit. Without warning, Belle came hard and violently, her pussy sucking his fingers in and sweet liquid gushing over Gabriel’s tongue.

As she recovered from her climax, Gabriel slid back up, kissing her cheek gently. “We’re going to be late for whatever you needed me to buy the gown for.” Belle murmured, embarrassed.

Gabriel chuckled. “Their loss.” They cuddled for several hours, Belle telling him about herself. Gabriel made love to her in the ass once more, before spooning her and talking her to sleep.

Jon sat at home bored. It was a quiet saturday afternoon in mid summer, the sun was shining yet he couldn't head for town to meet his friends as he had promised his mother that he would do Margaret, the new next door neighbor a favor and mow the lawn for her in return for a few bucks. Margaret, an unmarried 59 year old single woman had moved in just a few weeks ago and had become friendly with Jon's mother. Margaret met Jon when she called in for coffee one morning and suggested that he might help her do some work around the house as she settled in, arranging furniture, lifting boxes and mowing the lawn from time to time. Jon agreed as he was always short of cash and a little extra in the wallet would be helpful.

Margaret was a very outgoing woman and was always keen to chat whenever somebody dropped by. She was a particularly interested in talking to Jon about college life and what he planned to do in the future. She was a very attractive lady and a very active lady for someone of her age. She boasted about the the 'rigidness' of her fitness routine, and it certainly showed as she had an incredible figure for her years. Jon's own mother, a full 10 years younger than Margaret certainly wasn't in her league when it came to looks and physique and
Margaret was certainly becoming a source of increasing sexual fantasy and masturbatory pleasure for Jon.

Mid afternoon came around and Jon went next door to Margaret's house and rang the doorbell. No answer. He rang again. A minute or two passed and Jon wondered whether she was home. Her car was in the drive so she had to be. He took a look in thru the door and saw a figure dashing towards him. Margaret opened the door and welcomed him inside:
''Hi Jon'', she said, ''So nice to see you''. ''Thanks so much for helping me out today, come in!''

She was just out of the shower and scantily clad in a white towel. Jon's heart-rate rose slightly. She looked sensational.

''Sure'', he said slightly awkwardly.

''I'm sorry'', she said leading Jon into the kitchen, ''I'm just out of the shower''.

''I'm sure that your mother wouldn't approve of me inviting you into my house like this!''.

Jon certainly didn't care. Trying not to look too obvious he couldn't help checking out every inch of Margaret's mature body and well toned body. Her breasts were incredible, just peeping out over her towel, they were teasing. Not only was she wearing only a towel, but it was also clearly too small for her. At its end it was only just covering the very top of her thighs and her groin area. Parting finally with his detailed examination of her body, Jon set out to the garden and began mowing the lawn. Soon afterwards, Margaret told Jon that she was going to pop into town for an hour while he did the lawn and asked him to mind the house for him while she was gone.

Jon had other ideas in mind once Margaret had left. He ditched the lawnmower briefly and snuck inside. He made his way upstairs and into her bedroom to poke around. Horny, he opened her chest of drawers which revealed fresh panties, thongs, g-strings, cotton bras and stockings. Now with a fizzing dick, he stripped naked and stroking his raging erection opened more drawers, one revealing a stash of x-rated dvd's and a pink vibrator. She was a sexual old lady, and Jon was hooked. Jon started wanking himself on Margaret's bed, butt naked.

Suddenly, Jon heard a car pulling into the drive. She couldn't be back already! It was no use he was caught. Margaret had forgotten her cell phone and had returned to get it. It was on the bed-side locker right next to Jon. In a frenzy, Jon rushed to get back on his clothes but there was no hiding this humiliation. Margaret flung open the bedroom to door to discover a blushing Jon, her 19 year old neighbor naked with her red panties in his hand.

''Oh my god!, John want on earth are you doing!'', Margaret shouted.

Jon was speechless.

''Cover yourself up!....''

''I'm sorry'', Jon said feebishly.

''Please don't tell my mom'', Jon pleaded, ''I'm really sorry'', he repeated.

''Give me one good reason why I shouldn't'', said Margaret.

''I'm going to come back here in 5 minutes, when you will have tidied my room and put your clothes back on young man'', ''Then you can explain to me what you were doing in here.

''Okay'', jon replied nervously.

Margaret came back into the room a few minutes later to discover a tidy room and a fully-dressed John looking remorseful.

''Well'', she said.

''What do you have to say for yourself?''.

Jon remained silent.

''Did you like those dirty videos Jon?'', ''did they make your dick hard?''. No reply. Jon was taken aback by her remarks.

''I bet you thought a old lady like me would never own a few pornos did you?'', ''You can borrow a few if you want''.

''Okay, here's the deal Jon'', said Margaret adopting a serious tone.

''I won't tell anyone anything about what you were upto in my bedroom if you do something for me in return''.

''Okay please, anything''', Jon pleaded.

''Right, well I'm just going to the bathroom and when I return I will ask you what I want you to do for me'', wait here. Jon nodded.

Two minutes later Margaret re-appered in front of Jon dressed in a bathrobe. Right before him she untied it and it fell to a heap on the ground revealing her naked body.

''I want you to fuck me Jon'', ''I want to feel your young hard cock inside me''.

Jon didn't move, awestruck by Margaret's perfect body. She licked her fingers with her hands and began to massage her neatly shaven vagina. She turned around and stretched out her huge ass and began waving it in the air. She then paced over to Jon and grabbed his package.

''Mmmm, i'm dying for a young dick Jon'', she said while unzipping his jeans to reveal a bulging erection and admiring his neatly trimmed pubes.

Within minutes both of them were stark naked with Margaret on her knees devouring Jon's throbbing sausage with her mouth. As Jon fucked her mouth he came closer and closer to orgasm and soon blew a load of his young, hot spunk down her slutty old woman throat.

''Mmmmm, what would mom think of this'', Margaret said as she swallowed his load.

Before long, the two newly-found sex partners, were on the bed enjoying themselves, Jon fingering furiously Margaret's well-spread, wet, old lady cunthole.

''Mmmm Jon look how wet you make me baby'', Margaret said as she gripped firmly and smacked his young ass.

Jon spat on her already soaking clit and sucked her pussy juice, as Margaret's thighs wedged his head between her. Soon Margaret came, brought to climax by her teenage lover and screamed in pleasure as Jon's finger's delved ever deeper inside her cunt.

The pair soon got under the bedclothes and Jon prepared to penetrate Margaret's senior vagina with his throbbing young memeber. Both of them had a racing heart-rate and the room was soon enveloped in steamy condensation of hot, wet sex. Sharing passionate wet kisses Jon eventually squeezed his knob inside her soaking twat, giving way to moans and groans of intense pleasure as he fucked the old woman, while milking the nipples of her firm, juicy mammaries. Jon relentlessly shagged the 59 year old, turning her over on top of him, slapping his ballsack against her ass while smacking it hard at the same time.

''You're a sexy old bitch'', Jon whispered in her ear, ''Do you like my young cock deep inside you baby?''

''Aww yeah baby, I love it'', ''You make me feel young again''.

Finally, Jon gripped Margaret's back, held her tight and blew another load of young goo inside her. Margaret screamed as his seed entered her and he kissed her on the neck. Margaret groaned with pleasure as Jon ejaculated in her vagina.

Jon took himself out of Margaret and, both exhausted, they slumped onto the bed, overwhelmed with intense sexual pleasure.

Jon guessed Margaret would need his help around the house a lot more from now on!

I had been in a few "adult" shops a few times during my life (I'm 50)--you know the kind I mean, where they sell sex toys, porn mags & novels, etc.--but I had no way of knowing what was in store for me the last time I went into the local place.

It was between 12 noon and 1 PM when I decided to visit the store for a session in the adult video arcade downstairs in the shop. My wife had not had much of a sex drive for the last few years, so I had begun to slip into this place from time to time for some "relief". The place had a variety of employees, ranging from an older gentleman (I believe the owner), a younger guy (maybe 30) and a couple of ladies--one rather short, with a nice round figure, probably in her mid 20s. The other was a little taller and thinner and probably about the same age. They all knew me by name from my having become a more frequent visitor over the past couple of years.

The men always were friendly enough, but the older guy always seemed to be a bit of a hustler, always trying to get me to go after the more expensive "toys" in the shop. I understand he wants to make a living, but I always felt like he was trying a con of some sort.

The shorter woman (Kay) was always helpful whenever I would ask about various items in the store, and always had a quick wink and a smile whenever I would ask for change for the arcade.

The taller girl, Heidi, was usually reading a book of some sort (occasionally an adult novel) when I came in if the place wasn't too busy. She was also pleasant to talk with, though she had a tendancy to usually be dressed in sweats, which did nothing to flatter her figure.

Anyway, back to my story--When I entered the shop, Heidi was the only one there, reading a magazine behind the counter. She called out my name, smiling, and let me know if there was anything she could help me with. I said "thanks, just looking" and wandered around the store for a bit. I usually did this before going downstairs just to see how busy the place was.

After a few minutes of leafing through a couple racks of adult DVDs, I wandered back to the register and asked Heidi for some change for the machines downstairs. She hopped up and took my $20 and gave me my change, and said, "You've got the place to yourself down there...so have fun!" With that, she smiled, winked, and went back to her stool and magazine.

I said, "I'll try", and grinned back at her, then headed down the stairs.

There were 9 booths downstairs-two sets of three set next door to each other with deadbolt doors, a stool, arcade machine, and walls with holes at the right height to stick your cock through if the person next door and you were of a mind to share your time. The booth itself was just large enough for two people to fit.

The third set of three booths were identical to the other two, but one of these had no cock hole, for somebody wanting more privacy. I had used the "glory hole" booths before, and managed to see a couple of couples fucking in the next booth, but I opted this time for the solo booth, just figuring on watching some porn and doing a quick jack-off session.

I had just settled down on the stool, gotten my first couple bucks in the machine and started stroking to some girl-girl action when I heard footsteps outside my door. I thought nothing of it, just figuring that somebody new had entered the store since I had come down. Then came a soft knock at the door.

"Mark--it's Heidi."

"Ummm...just a sec," I managed. It was unlike anybody from the store to interrupt somebody's arcade time unless there was a serious issue (harrassment, emergency, etc.).

I got my pants back up and zipped, then turned around and opened the door.

Heidi stood there in the dark hallway and looked up at me (I'm 6'6", btw).

"I--um--well...would you like some company?" she asked.

I was completely taken aback. This was certainly a first for me. I had been propostioned in the "glory hole" booths a time or two by other guys offering to stroke or suck my cock (not really my thing), but I had never seen an employee down here except to get into the storeroom.

"Umm...what did you have in mind?" I asked. "Who's minding the store upstairs?"

"I put out a "Back in 30" sign on the door." It was hard to tell in the dark hall, but I think she was blushing. "I just thought we could have some fun. I know you're married and all--so am I--but I also know why you come into the shop...you've told me. I promise I won't say anything to anybody."

I thought for a moment and finally said, "What the hell! Ok...I don't know how far I am willing to go, though...I've never done anything like this."

"That's ok--me neither."

I slipped back into the booth and she followed me inside. She pushed me to the stool, telling me to sit, since my height made it a bit awkward for me to stand straight up.

I sat, and she moved to stand between my spread legs. She looked at the screen, which was still playing the girl-on-girl, and made a comment on my choice of porn material.

"Well, what can I say," I said. "I love to watch naked women, and the girl/girl action get's me more tits for the money."

She laughed and said she understood. Then she leaned forward and kissed me. I responded, putting my arms around her and pulling her to me. I couldn't believe I was doing this, but my hands dropped to cup her ass through her sweatpants. She moaned softly and slipped her tongue in between my lips, lightly flicking my own.

We broke the kiss after several seconds and I looked at her. She met my gaze and must have read my mind, because she then pulled off her sweatshirt, revealing a delicate lace bra covering her breasts. I'm not much on rating sizes of women's breasts, but I would guess that these were between a B and C cup. As she dropped the shirt to the floor, I again cupped her ass and pulled her toward me, kissing her tits through the bra. She seemed to be enjoying it, and she reached down to touch my cock through my pants.

Somehow I managed to get my pants pulled down in the confined space and let her play with my now naked cock. She petted and stroked it, switching from one extreme of lightly touching it to a full-fledged jerking action. As she became more engrossed in her "playing", I pulled her bra off over her head, fully revealing her gorgeous tits. With her leaning over to stroke me, they shook invitingly in front of my face, and it wasn't long before I was sucking away on one while playing with the other. She was obviously enjoying this, judging from her panting in my ear.

After a few minutes of this, I decided to take it further, and slipped my fingers into the waistband of her sweatpants. She looked quickly into my eyes and, after a moment, nodded her agreement. I pulled them down, taking her panties down with them. She now stood naked before me, her pants around her ankles. I slipped one hand around to her ass again, gently placing my middle finger to her asshole. I then took my other hand and began to pet her neatly trimmed pussy. There was very little pubic hair to impede me from sliding my other middle finger along her moist slit, and I began to finger-fuck her.

She was riding my finger rather strongly, still stroking my hard cock, when I decided I didn't give a damn any more. I turned her around to face the screen (by now it had gone back into preview mode) and pulled her back toward me, towards my lap.

"Do you mind?" I whispered into her ear, rubbing my cock up against her cunt from behind.

"No!" she breathed. "I don't mind...put it in...please!!"

I pulled her down onto my cock, feeling it slide into her warm, wet cunt. She gasped at the sensation, and then began to ride it, bouncing up and down on my lap. I reached around and grabbed a tit in each hand, massaging them fiercly as she grabbed the top of the video console. I finally managed to stand up and push the stool aside, and went for position to bury my cock completely into her. We fucked like that for several minutes before I told her I was going to cum.

"Yes!", she cried. "Yes! Fuck me! Cum in me...I'm cumming too!"

Her back arched with an orgasm, and I plowed my cock as deep as it would go and let loose my load into her hot pussy. She continued to ride it, milking me for every drop.

When we finished, we both collapsed back onto the stool, breathing heavily. She grabbed her clothes and slid them on while I worked on getting my pants back up. She kissed me again, said "Thanks," and slipped out the door.

By the time I was back upstairs, the front door was open again, and Heidi was just coming out of the bathroom (presumably from cleaning up). We shared a wink and smile as another customer entered the shop, an attractive redheaded woman, who also winked at me as I took the last couple of steps up from the arcade level.

"Have 'fun' down there?" she suggestively inquired.

"You have no idea," I said, and walked out the door.

I still remember how it all happened. It was one ofthe moments I will always remember for the rest of my life, nothing could take this memory away. I still remember every single detail as if it was still fresh in my mind.

I was a local writer for a paper in a small city town in southern Washington. Nothing big ever really happened, so there was never really anything to write about. So needless to say my boss sent me to some small southern town all the way out in Georgia. Yes, you heard me right, Georgia. There were a string of murders that had happened and strange things I guess had been going on. My boss figured if I got a really good story that maybe we could start selling our papers to bigger cities.

I had just arrived in Mystic Falls, a small town in Georgia. The kind of town where everybody knows everyone. There was a nice cool breeze and you could hear the leaves scraping against the pavement as the wind brushed them against the ground. The leaves had already started changing colors. It seemed like this town was built back in the 1800’s. You could still see all the old buildings still standing. It really was a beautiful town. But there was just something about this town, I just couldn’t figure out what yet.

I went to go check in to the local hotel. I was walking down the street looking at all of the tiny shops, I could smell pie as I was walking and taking in all of the scenery, I didn’t see what was in front of me.

“Oh, my gosh I am so sorry!” I accidentally ran right into a young man. He looked about twenty-five. He had dark black hair that was somewhat shaggy that laid lazily on his head. His dark eyes could pierce through anything. He was in a black leather jacket with a matching black top underneath. Dark blue jeans with a pair of sleek black shoes.

“Oh it’s quite all right. I wasn’t paying attention either, do forgive me.” His voice was almost hypnotizing. Dark and low, it made me want to know him. I couldn’t stop staring into his eyes. “You aren’t from around here,” he said with a quizzical look on his face.

“Oh I uhm, I.. I oh I am from Washington. I am here to write an article.” I could barely talk, I was so taken by him. What was it about him that made him seem so powerful?

“An article? On our town? What is so intriguing about our town that they would send you all this way?” His face was smooth as he talked.

“Oh just, well the recent murders. My boss wants me to cover that story, he seems to think we can expand our customers with this story.”

His face changed as I said this. “Oh yes, quite tragic. Did you hear what actually happened to them though? What the cause of death was?”

My chest was beating fast, I could hardly think. “Well tomorrow I am supposed to go and talk to the coroner.”

He simply looked at me and nodded. He opened his mouth to speak again. “Well do forgive me but I must be on my way. Perhaps I will see you again sometime soon.”

I looked away because I could feel my face was all flustered. “Yes perhaps..”

As I turned around I realized that he was gone. I sighed and kept walking towards my destination. I checked into my hotel and retired for the day. Tomorrow was going to be quite a long day for me and I needed my rest.

* * *

Today was the day. I was going to head to the coroner’s office and then go talk to the police. I needed to get this article finished. I had a dream about that guy last night. I wish I could have gotten his name. I couldn’t stop thinking about him. In my dream, I was walking along a beach and he just kept following me from behind. All I could see was his eyes though.

I shook the thoughts out of my head and continued along my way. I needed to concentrate. I saw the office out of the corner of my eye.. I walked into the building and looked around. It was a dim lit and looked very sulky. A plump little man popped out from around the corner. “Yes may I help you?”

He looked really tired and sounded like it too. “Yes, I am Jessica. I was sent down here from Washington.”

“Oh yes, you are here to do the article, all right follow me.” He turned the corner and I hurried to keep up with him. “I hope you have a strong stomach.”

He opened the doors into the morgue and I followed. There were bodies all lined up on the tables. My stomach started to knot up. “Okay well biggest details are that there are wounds in the neck and the body is drained of blood.”

I gave him a weird look. “What do you mean drained of blood?”

“Well there is no more blood in the body and the only open wounds on the body are the two holes in the neck.” I looked at the bodies and I could see the holes he was talking about.

It seemed like hours before I finally got out of there. I decided that I would talk to the police tomorrow. I was tired and worn out. I just, I can’t believe what I had heard about those bodies. Drained? Of all their blood? What had happened to all the blood? Who could do such a thing? My mind was racing. I needed to calm down and relax. I decided to hit up the town bar.

I debated whether or not I should go back to the hotel and change, but then I decided what I was wearing was just fine. I was in tight blue jeans with a brown top and a light white coat. I walked into the bar a little tiny place called the Mystic Grill. I could use a drink. I sat on a stool right up front.

“Can I get you something?” The bartender asked me.

“Rum on the rocks please.” I took a look around the bar while waiting for my drink.

“It’s good to see you again.”

I turned around. It was him. The mystery man I dreamt about. He was wearing the same striking outfit that he pulled off yesterday, but a different colored shirt. It was white and matched his dark colored pants.

“Hey, I was hoping to run into you again!” I said it before I could think and I could feel my face turn red. I didn’t want him to know that I had been thinking about him.

He let out a tiny laugh, “Oh don’t worry I was hoping to run into you too.” He sat down next to me and ordered a drink. “How about a toast?” He said looking right into my eyes.

“Sure, a toast to what?” I said, my chest started pounding again.

“Hmm, how about a toast to, you.” He took a sip of his drink.

I followed and took a gulp of mine. I let out a tiny giggle. “Why a toast to me?”

He smiled, “Well we don’t get many visitors in our town, especially beautiful ones like you.” I could feel my face blushing even more. “How about we get out of here and go for a walk?”

I smiled and replied, “I would love to.”

He held out his hand and I reached out to meet my hand with his. “By the way, my name is Damon.”

Damon, what a name. “I’m..”

“Jessica right?” Before I could even finish he answered for me.

“Yes, how did you know that though?” I was curious how he knew my name.

“Well when you live in such a small town news travels fast.” He let out a laugh and continued laughing. I held onto his hand and followed him out into the dark night.

“So how is your article coming along?” He turned to look at me as we walked against the pavement along the lit up streets hand in hand.

“Well I have started gathering information but I haven’t really started writing anything yet. Kind of creepy though about what happened. I have no idea how this article is going to come out.”

He turned to look away. “Well, they are drained of blood and have puncture wounds in their neck, what do you think happened?” He asked me with a curious tone in his voice.

“I really have no idea.” He all of a sudden darted into another direction. “Follow me, I want to show you something.” Up ahead I could see a forest, a path leading into the dark woods.

“We aren’t going in there are we?” I asked nervously. “No worries, I will keep you safe.” He held onto me tighter and we entered into the forest. We followed the path to a clearing. The field was lit up by the stars above. It was completely beautiful and romantic.

“It’s so beautiful,” I said as I looked up at the stars.

“Yes, I love coming here. It helps me take my mind off of things.”

I turned to look at him, “So, what do you think happened to those bodies?”

He gave me a weird look. “That is quite the change of subject. I don’t think you want to know what I am thinking.” He poured out a small smile from his lips.

“Well of course I do!” I looked at him waiting for his answer.

His lips opened. “Vampires.”

I laughed and put on a smile. “No, I am serious.” I kept laughing. He turned his head towards me and his eyes glowed dark. I felt a sense of fear start to possess me. His lips pursed open and I could see fangs glistening in the moonlight. Dark veins etched against his soft white face. I let out a scream and made a run for it. I didn’t know where I was going I just knew that I had to get out of there.

“Where are you going?” His voice was teasing. He appeared right in front of me. I turned and ran the other way, running as fast as I could, trying to keep my feet moving. “You aren’t going to be able to get away.”

He jumped right in front of me and grabbed me by my arms. I struggled to get away. I could feel his power glowing from him. He was like no other man I had ever seen before. He was a beautiful mystical creature possessing me in the night. His eyes were so dark, I felt myself being lost in his gaze.

I let my body loose and fell into his opening arms. He held me close and looked into my eyes. Speaking to me. I don’t know what he was saying. It was as if he was speaking in a completely different language. I could see his fangs just behind his lips. I felt the hair on the back of my neck stand up, shivers running down my spine. He put his hand on the back of my neck as if to calm me.

He looked into my eyes, he leaned in for a kiss. I let my head lean in and I laid my lips upon his. I felt a fire roar within my chest. I was floating, I couldn’t feel my feet on the ground. I was completely taken by his kiss. I could feel his tongue teasing my lips. I stood there both of my hands down by my hips. His body was against mine as he kissed me. He placed one of his hands against my face as his tongue slid in and out of my mouth. His other hand moved from the back of my neck to the side of my neck.

His fingers traced the vein in the side of my neck. I could feel my body pulsing with each one of his touches. His fangs would catch my bottom lip as he kissed me. I could feel my pussy start to throb a little. He stopped kissing me and just looked into my eyes. “This is going to hurt just a little bit.”

He gave a devilish smile and sank his fangs into the side of my neck. I could feel my body weakening. My knees gave way and I collapsed to the ground, but I was caught in the arms of Damon. His arms were muscular; I could feel them under his clothes. I lay there in his arms as he continued to drink from my neck. I felt every part of me draining. It was getting colder, I was losing sight. I had no idea what was going on. It almost felt as if I was about to black out. My body was getting weaker and I wasn’t going to be able to hold on much longer. I felt my eyes roll into the back of my head. Everything... started…to... go… black.

I felt something wet against my lips. What was it? What is going on? Where am I? I tried opening my eyes, everything was very blurry. But someone else was there with me. “Damon.” A small whisper left my mouth.

I remembered what was going on. I had encountered a vampire and he was draining blood from my neck. Everything started to make sense. He was the one killing all those people and now he is going to kill me.

“I am not going to kill you so you can stop worrying.” I gave him a look of confusion. “I’m a vampire; I can read your thoughts.”

I felt a sense of power entering my body; I realized why my lips felt wet. Damon had cut open his wrist and held it up to my mouth. I couldn’t stop drinking, I felt so... powerful. “Don’t worry. You aren’t a vampire. You just feel a rush because you have vampire blood in you.”

I could feel blood trickling down my chin. It seemed so sinister and yet at the same time I couldn’t help but look at Damon and feel a sense of appreciation being where I was right at that moment. I want to be with him, I didn’t care if he killed me. I just wanted him. It was as if he was reading my thoughts again. He took his wrist away from my mouth and leaned in once again to kiss me

Since Julie had spent an evening out sucking off another man, our sex life had grown. We were at it most nights, fucking as she told me what a dirty slag she was and how she wanted more cock. She'd been out again since and told me how she got into a club for free by wanking off both the doormen.
One night she said to me she wanted to go out, the both of us.

As we walked into the club she said, "Right, stay away from me, just make sure you're watching. I'm going to see how long before I get a drink"
I bought my own drink and went outside to watch her. She sat with her legs crossed looking around at the men. She saw one guy looking at her; she waved and smiled at him. Did she know him?
She winked at me as he walked over to her. They talked for a moment before he went off to the bar and a few moments later he was back.

As they talked she leant into him showing her heaving breasts, licking her lips. She would put her hand on his leg as she spoke to him, each time a little further up. She put her arms around his neck and pulled him close. They then kissed for what seemed an eternity.
I watched as she put her hand on his crotch. I could see the outline of his hard on and my wife's hand rubbing it. They talked and kissed and after a while Julie turned and smiled at me. She stood up and walked over dragging him behind her.
"This is good" she said as she approached.
"I thought you didn't want to speak to me here?" I asked.
"Chris likes cock and pussy, and we're going to give him both"

I drove us back; She sat in the back of the car with Chris and teased us both. "I can't wait to watch my husband suck you off, this lovely big cock coming in his mouth" I looked in the mirror to see her bending down to him and I heard him gasp as she started to suck him.

Back at our house she put some music on and left the room. A few moments later she was back and knelt in front of us both, sat together on the sofa and put a hand on each of our cocks, rubbing us. She pushed me away and undid Chris's trousers. She pulled his hard dick out and leant over taking it deep into her mouth, sliding her lips up and down. She looked right at me as she did this then slowly wanked him; "This is a great tasting cock" Then she sucked him again.
Chris turned to me "Man, you are so lucky, she is good, do you guys do this often?"
"She does but i've not before"
"First time? You'll need breaking in" With that he leant to me and kissed me. He slipped his tongue into my mouth and I put a hand to his face pulling him close. I couldn't believe how much I was loving this. I opened my eyes to see my wife watching us as she sucked him. Clearly she was loving this too. Chris's hand slid down my front and he rubbed me through my trousers. He undid them and took my cock out but Julie stopped him. "No, Chris is our guest and we should look after him.

She moved across to me "Look after him, suck his cock", and then started to suck me off. I leant down to him with a mixture of nerves and excitement. I took his cock slowly into my mouth and felt it hot and hard as my lips closed around it, and slid them up and down his throbbing shaft. I fondled his balls and reallly got into it, using my mouth and hand on him. So much so it was a matter of only a minute when I felt my cock stiffen more and knew i was going to come. I stopped sucking Chris as I came in Julie's mouth. She pulled away and let my cum dribble down her chin onto her breasts. "God, I fucking love the taste of cum" She pushed me aside and straddled Chris taking his cock into her wet pussy, riding him hard talking to me as she did.
"So you liked that then, a nice big cock in your mouth?" I nodded as I watched her fuck him, my cum glistening on her tits and chin. She kissed him and he licked at her lips, their tongues entwined and i could see him licking my cum off her face.
She kissed him more and turned her face to me; my come was over their faces. "See, he likes cum too, just like you will"
I watched them fuck for a few minutes until Julie said, "I bet Chris wants his ass fucked"

I'm no good for that now"
"Not you and your limp cock, me" She got off him and pulled her skirt up. There it was. She had put on a strap on when she went out of the room and it hung from her waiting for action.
Chris smiled and pushed her off, "Come on then, let your husband watch you fuck my ass"
"He won't be able to she said, "He'll be sucking you off"

He lay back and Julie slipped that big black ruuber cock into him. I knelt beside and took his cock in my mouth once more. It tasted so good, of hot pussy and I was loving it. In fact I was getting hard again.
She fucked him and I sucked him, as it went on could feel what made him gasp so did it more.

And then his gasps got louder and I knew I was going to make him come in my mouth. I felt his back arc and it came, hitting the back of my mouth. I gagged but let it come, his hot come sliding down my throat, I took it out and I wanked the last spurts onto my face.
He relaxed and I went up to Julie and kissed her. She kissed so hard, wanting his come and sucked it off my chin.
She pushed me away and carried on fucking him. The strap on was rubbing her clit, and soon she came too, We all lay there until Julie got up, "Christ, I need a fag now"
She sat back and lit a cigarette, looking at me. "You're still hard"

I was too, sat there with a second hard on. Chris bent over and started sucking me off. His mouth was cool on it, he was firm yet gentle and I put my hand on his head and pushed my cock into him.
Julie watched Chris suck her husband's cock, as she rubbed her swollen pussy.
It took longer this time but I came again, and for the first time, into a man. And I fucking loved it. Judging by Julie's scream a moment later, so did she.
Chris later got a taxi home; Julie and I went to bed. "Did you like that?" she asked.

"I did"
"I knew he'd be there tonight, I've fucked him before and I knew he'd be game. Next time, he's fucking you"
"Me?"
"Yep, unil then, we can break you in with my friend"

She snuggled up and I felt that strap on press against me...

I picked the phone up and rang Julie, my beautiful wife. "Sorry hun, i'm gonna be late, this file has to be done today"
"But you said you'd be here!"
"I will, i'm not sure when, it'll be a while"
"Well thanks, i've been out ages already, i'll suppose i'll just sit here and drink until you arrive"

She was out with some friends and had been all afternoon. I was to finish work and meet her, quick drink and home. Now that had changed.
It was late when i got to the club. The music was loud and the drink flowing.

I walked into see my wife dancing. Nothing unusal in that but she had her back pressed against a young bloke and she was gyrating, pushing her lovely round ass into his crotch. Her arms were up around his head, pulling his face into her neck which he was nuzzling. his hands were running over her front, up and down from her huge breasts to her pussy. Her face was smiling with pleasure, her eyes closed. I watched for a moment and her eyes opened. She looked at me for a few seconds, and then tilted her head up to him and kissed him slowly. She turned around to him and took his face into her hands and carried on kissing him. his hands squeezed her ass and I could see him pull her into him.

She moved back and took his hand, and headed towards the back door. I watched as my wife led this man past me outside. She looked and smiled at me as she passed; he had no idea what was going on.
I followed and watched them. As they talked it was clear what was going to happen. They were going to fuck.

The only two other people outside got up and went in. Julie watched them and saw me, watching. She smiled at me and turned back to her man. She pushed her body onto his and his arms wrapped around her. "Would you fuck a married woman?" she asked him.
"Yeah, course I would" He replied.
"Good. i'm a married woman and I want to fuck you now"
"Here?"

She pushed him round to a corner out of the way and at a distance I followed.
I could see her pulling at his trousers, and heard his zip undo. They moaned together as she handled his cock out and then bend down, taking his rapidly growing member into her mouth. Her head bobbed up and down as she sucked his cock, his back arched in pleasure as she did. She stood up and pulled her dress up, "Come on then, I want that inside me"

He moved forward, cock in hand and she leant back on a wall her legs apart. He pushed his throbbing member inside her and she gasped, turning into a moan, "My God that's good"
She looked up to where I was and winked at me "Fucking hell, i'd love my husband to see me know, watching you fuck his wife"
And I did.

He pumped her hard and she panted with every thrust of his body, her hands around him, fingers digging into his back. I could see her lift a leg up and wrap it around his thighs. Her panting became faster and higher until she let out a long sigh. She had come hard.
He slowed down for a moment gently probing her, and then sped up again.She regained herself and started talking to him "Come on then, get your come inside me, I want you to fill my pussy now"

Clearly he was a 'Yes man' as within seconds I heard him, "Oh God, yes here...I..come" He shouted out as he jerked his body into hers lifting her off the ground holding her up, and then slowly back down. They stood there breathless and panting, until he moved off. HIs cock was starting to go down, and was glistening, the light reflecting off the juice and come dripping off. Julie legs were still open and I could see the moistness on her thighs.
They spent a few moments rearranging themselves before Julie said "Best go back in, i'm expecting my husband".
His face was a picture.

"Don't worry he doesn't know all my friends, so you're just one of them, OK?" He nodded without saying a word.
I hastily went back in the club, and stood at the bar and a moment later they came back in.
She came up to me, her new man following and planted a kiss right on my lips.
"Where have you been?" she asked.
"I could ask the same question" I said looking at her flushed face.
"Ummm, been for a cigarette. Oh, by the way this is Steve"

I held out a hand and said, "Pleased to meet you, been looking after her have you?"
He just stood there, not knowing what to say.
"Julie laughed and said "Of course he has. Drink anyone?"

As we walked into the club my mate Kev pointed out a group of old workmates. He introduced me to them one by one, and they were nice people.
But then he introduces me to Christina. There was no doubt there was an instant spark between us and as the night went on it was clear we fancied the pants off each other.
I gave Kev a lift home, and Christina's was my next stop.

"Stop at the top of the road" she asked.
She explained how she would love to fuck me but she was engaged, and her fiance was in the house. I suggested we go off somewhere but she wouldn't, "I can't do that, it's not right....but"
She leant over and kissed me, her lips were soft and warm and I felt her hand on my leg. It slid up and stopped on my cock. She fondled my balls and then started to undo my belt. She pulled my fly open and slid her hand into my pants, gently squeezing my cock before pulling it out.

She started wanking me slowly, And I would have been happy with that. But she bent over and took me in her mouth, sucking me hard, her head bobbing up and down. She just kept going, and she was good. I thought of her fiance and how lucky he was to be marrying such a sexy girl and wished it could be me. She was taking my dick deep in her mouth and slipping her warm soft lips up and down, and she never stopped. She was so damn good that I soon came, flooding her mouth with hot sticky cum and she sucked up every last drop.
I never took her number and didn't see which house she went to so when Kev passed on a wedding invite from her to me, I was rather surprised.

Christina's was a big hotel wedding and she looked utterly gorgeous. I watched her with her new husband and thought again how lucky he was.

Later in the evening I bumped into her alone, outside. It was a polite conversation and people passed by us without a clue of our history together. It wasn't even mentioned but then she said "Upstairs. I want you upstairs now"
When no-one was around she grabbed me and dragged me inside, and up the stairs to the Bridal Suite. Inside she shoved me on the bed and quite literally ripped my trousers down. She wasted no time getting my cock out and her lips around it. It was all so sudden I wasn't even hard but that soon changed as she sucked on it. Once more she was good and I looked forward to filling her mouth.
But she stood up, and pulled her wedding dress up and got on the bed, on top of me.
"I wanted to fuck you so much last time, and he was so miserable to me when I got in, I wish I had"
"But on your wedding day...?"
"He's been a cunt to me for ages, this is a farce but my mum's paid so much I couldn't let her down"

I looked at her professionally applied make up and carefully styled hair with pretty little flowers in as she guided my stiff prick into her hot pussy. I felt Christina's expensive wedding night knickers against my cock as I slid into her. She rode my cock pushing deep into her, and then almost letting it come out completely, just tickling her clit before plunging it in, again and again. I ran my hands up her white stockings, past her white suspenders, onto her smooth thighs before squeezing her lovely round ass. She shuddered as I pulled myself deep into her.
But I didn't want her to fuck me now, I wanted to fuck her. I pushed her off to the side and got on top, shoving her dress out of the way. I pushed my cock back into her and she moaned. I fucked her gently and slowly sped up. She wrapped her legs around my back and I felt the heels of her shoes dig in.

"I should have fucked you before" she said, "Your cock is amazing and you are so much a better fuck then...aaaahhh....."
I pushed hard into her and kept pounding her wet cunt. I nuzzled her neck and kissed her with passion. She had her hand on the back of my neck and pulled my face into her cleavage. She smelt glorious, clean and lightly perfumed.
I felt her body start to tense and her fingers dug into my neck. Her panting getting louder and quicker and then.......
"Oh my, oh my, oh my.....Fucking hell....Ahhhhhhh...fuck fuck fuck...ooooohhhhaaah......."

She had come hard and I slowed down as she relaxed. But she lay here, beaming, her face full of contentment. "Come on then, it's your turn"
I selfishly fucked her, not thinking of her enjoyment, but only mine. She was looking right into my eyes and she was loving it, "Come on fill me, you want to pump your cum into me"
As I felt it coming her face lit up and then I came. It released like the champagne corks earlier in the day and I could feel it flowing into her, filling her wet warm pussy.
We lay for a few minutes afterwards, hot, breathless and fulfilled.
"Congratulations" she said.
"What?"
"On being the first to fuck the new bride"
"You haven't done it with your husband yet?"
"Nope, tonight when he fumbles his drunken way in, I can lay back and think of you and how fucking good you were. Should help me through it"

We got up and I went to the bathroom to straighten up. I came back out and she had tidied the bed.
She walked me to the door and kissed me with such passion I wanted to do it all over again.
"I'm going to freshen up and i'll be back down"
I looked back as I left, her happy face watching me leave and she shut the door.
I got a drink from the bar and went outside, pondering over what had just happened.

Kev came up, "Where the fuck have you been, come on, they're going to have the first dance, can't miss that"
We went back in where Christina and her new husband had wrapped their arms around each other as the moved slowly on the dance floor.
"Never seen such a happy bride" announced the DJ.
From behind me an old dear muttered, "Happy? Look at her face, her mind's somewhere else"
"Probably with someone else" another replied.
And I just smiled to myself. What else could I do?

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The singing was loud and raucous as my best mate Ted celebrated his forthcoming wedding the following day at the Crown and Anchor. All his friends from work and close personal friends and cousins were all there for his stag night. The noise turned to raucous cheers as the stripper made her very seductive entrance to the party and started her act. The bastard was marrying my ex girl friend Jenny, which when I was in hospital, he had very sneakily seduced. When I found out I wanted to kill him.

When I came out of hospital My sister Jean had said when she told me about Jenny adding “I thought he was your best friend?”
“He is or was.” I said. “No wonder neither of them bothered to visit me in hospital I will kill the pair of the bastard’s!”
“Don’t be daft Tony.” Jean said. Remember the saying :Keep your friends close, and your enemies even closer. Your time will come.”

Tonight was the time, tonight I planned to take my revenge in full. I had drunk virtually nothing, but as the best man I had been making sure that Ted was having double measures all night.

My sister had never liked Jenny anyway and I think she was taking a secret delight in the fact that Jenny had dumped me. She had always referred to Jenny as ‘Miss Sticky Knickers’ because Jenny was so very status conscious. Jean liked my current girlfriend Mandy much better.

In fact it was my current girlfriend Mandy who gave me the idea for my revenge tonight. My sister Jean worked in the local Pharmacy and she knew that Jenny had just gone on the pill prior to the wedding, as her shop made up the prescription for her. Mandy said one night in passing. The silly bitch it would serve her right if someone put her up the stick before her wedding. From then on my mind started working overtime, and I discussed several ideas with Jean, and gradually we expanded the plot because we wanted them both to suffer. As best man I was able to ensure the wedding date was just at Jenny’ most fertile period.

From there it was a simple logical progression to the actual implementation of the plan. Somehow, the girls between them had managed to substitute Jenny’s birth control pills for aspirin. When I asked her how she had managed it, typical Mandy had tapped the side of her nose wisely and said. “The less you know the better.”

Now I watched as the stripper did her act making the usual fool of him and as she had been instructed (with quite an extra few pounds bonus from me) she dragged Ted to the lift and to a bedroom that I had hired for them for the night. It was part of my plan that Ted would be going nowhere tonight except to bed with the stripper, and all that entailed if he was sober enough to get it up. I had also arranged that the photographer who was a friend of mine to be able to nip in and take a few extra photo‘s during the bedroom action..

I slid out of the ‘stag night’ and into my car tucking a small bottle of Vodka in my pocket as I did so. A few minutes later I was knocking on Jenny’s apartment door. She was surprised to see me, and seemed rather het up. ” I just came to wish you luck Jenny dear and to see if you had changed your mind about marrying Ted.”
“No hard feelings then Tony dear.”
“I did not say that. It’s hard for me to be the best man when my so called best friend is marrying my girl, the only girl I have ever loved.”
“Oh Tony don’t be silly, you know you don’t love me. Come on in and have a drink and wish me luck.”

I knew that Jenny loved to drink Tomato Juice and Worcester Sauce, and I knew that Jenny normally got very horny after she had consumed a few drinks, it was not hard for me to doctor her drink with some neat Vodka when she went to the bathroom, or answered the many telephone calls she was receiving from well wishers.

But as I suspected the suggestion that I was still pining over her plus the effect of the vodka was enough to get her a little skittish as time went on, and it was not long before she was in my arms and after a little initial resistance we were kissing and cuddling. From there it was only a short step before I was helping her off with her housecoat.

“But I am marrying Ted tomorrow Tony she whispered, as she vainly tried to protest, yet at the same time desperately wanting to be fucked by me .”
I told her :Tonight Jenny dear this is your last night as a Spinster - your own little hen night.”

"You mean you can't help yourself wanting make love to me," she said, looking me in the eye, as my hand was playing with her nipples.
"OK, Jenny, I mean, can you blame me? Jeez honey, you're a stunning woman, and tomorrow should have been us.
"Well, Tony dear perhaps this was fate you coming to see me tonight. Ted is off enjoying himself at his damn stag party. Maybe I can have one final fling myself. Just to be sure.
Unless………?
I interrupted her. "Of course I would love to. You're so beautiful, what man wouldn't want to?" I said. I meant it as well, as I scooped her in my arms and pulled her slim sexy body closer, as our lips met to kiss... Tentatively at first, then with increasing passion. I felt her tongue push at my lips, and I let them part to allow her full access.

My hands went to her breasts, My hands smothered her tits, and I felt her nipples come alive in my palms. We stood there for some time when suddenly I sensed her hands beginning to roam. Away from my buttocks, around the front to undo the zip on my pants, finally closing in on my erection, she grasped it firmly, her cool hand inside my boxer shorts as she grasped and started to play with my cock.

"Perhaps we should get more comfortable," I suggested.

"Great idea," she said. Quickly moving us to her adjacent bedroom. Turning, her hands went to work, pulling at the buckle on my belt, then when I was completely undressed pushing me back on the bed. Without a word she swung her legs over me, sitting on my thighs facing me. We continued our passionate kissing, as she tucked my now very hard cock between her legs to rub up and down her very wet pussy, as I played with her firm young breasts, then I ran my hand down her back , and then back to her tits. My cock throbbed as she eventually reached for it, and I sighed a huge sigh of relief as moved to take me, but we never broke the kiss.

I could feel her hand on my cock, positioning me against her wet pussy lips sliding me back and forth until she had achieved enough lubrication. Then she pointed me straight into her love tunnel and began to let her body sink down on to my cock.

"Slowly. Slowly," I managed to mumble as she descended my exuberant cock. I felt myself gradually being taken into her hot wet pussy I as watching her expression. Her eyes were closed, as she traveled down the length of my cock until I was nestled firmly inside her. She opened her eyes.

I looked up into her face and said "This is what you will be missing when you marry Ted. "I told her. But she did not answer.

"I feel very full and very wet " she said. “I’d quite forgotten how big you are.” She bounced up, then down steadily, gradually forcing me even deeper..

"This is amazing," she said. "It's almost like the first time... It fact it might be better than the first time, because there's no pain..." There was silence in the room, interrupted only every few seconds by the slap of her thighs landing on mine as she moved up and down enthusiastically on my cock.

One of her hands went down to her clitoris. She began to twiddle her index finger against it as she moved my cock in and out of her pussy. Her movements became more frantic. Her fingers played with herself “Oh” she said looking at me with wide eyes. “I had forgotten just how good we were in the bedroom.”

Her thrashing increased again. And then she began a series of convulsions that were so strong they threatened to topple us from the bed. I had been close ti coming for several minutes; I let myself go as I spurted my baby seed deep into her waiting womb..

Through my orgasmic pleasure I watched her face contort. She watched mine. We both saw each other at the very peak of passion, and stared each other down into the nadir of satisfaction. It was, as they say, fucking awesome. I guess I should have felt guilty, fucking Teds bride-to-be, but I knew that he was getting having his fun at the stag party.

"Wow," she said, "that was great." I nodded. Then she said. "I had no idea. I've never cum like that before with Ted while making love.. Then she asked shyly “you don‘t have to rush off do you.?”

We heard the door bell ring at about 2.00am in the morning, and we had just dropped off to sleep in each others arms and Jenny pushed me into a cupboard in case it was a relative. When she came back she was clutching a pile of Polaroid photographs in her hand which had been pushed through the letter box. She was looking stunned and the photographs very explicitly showed Ted having sex with the stripper. For just a brief moment I felt sorry for her. But revenge is sweet.

Epilogue

Early that morning Jenny invaded Teds bedroom. Ted had to face a wrathful Jenny The wedding was cancelled, and Jenny after our night together desperately wanted to marry me as soon as we could manage it. However, I could not just walk out on my girl friend now could I? It was three months later that Jenny began to show. “You’re the father she complained, why won‘t you marry me? But as my vengeful sister pointed out. She may be with Ted on your stag night, and can you be 100% sure the baby is yours?”