Crimson Gauntlet - Prologue-Chapter 9

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CRIMSON GAUNTLET



Russia cannot be understood with the mind.
Nor can she be measured by a common yardstick.
In Russia one can only have Faith

Fyodor Tyucheu
19th century Russia Poet

PROLOGUE:

Starring the talents of: Christina Aguilera and Ashlie Brillout (Kate Sanders from Lizzie McGuire)

Story Codes: MF, MFF, cons.


Moscow, May 2006

The meeting occurred in an ancient crimson-color stone building. Built on a grand scale, the structure dated back to the time of Peter the Great. Only the Czars of old had known greater grandeur and opulence. During the Soviet days it had housed the Moscow museum. While it was still known as the Gosudarstvenny Istorichesky Muzei (Grand Historical Museum), now one man called it home. On this day, Nicolai Ilyich Ulyanov, the leader of the New Russian Communist Party, walked quietly along its central hallway. Resplendent with marble floors, decorated columns and chandeliers, each flanking wall was covered with over a thousand years of Russian glory represented in a treasure of paintings, sculptures, and bronzes. Looking from side to side Nicolai thought, 'This Organizatsiva (the roof) bastard is setting himself up as a Czar with the things he has stolen from our people. Millions of Russian children are going hungry, while criminals like this are growing fat in grand palaces. I don't know which is worse, him or the capitalists.' His last thought almost brought a smile to his lips, knowing how he knew he was using both against each other. At the end of the hall he met the 'palace's' owner. Leaving his grim bodyguards at the door, Nicolai entered the throne room, the opulence and grandeur of the hallway paling in comparison. Nicolai immediately noticed two statuette women, both with long disheveled blonde hair. Wearing matching black silk bras and thongs, their garter and hose were stretched out as they knelt before him. With their faces pressed into Ivan's waist, Nicolai was only able to observe the back of their lovely bodies.

Staying seated at his large mahogany desk, Ivan Mikhailovich greeted him. "I congratulate you, comrade, on your success in the last election. Even I didn't predict the Communist party would win so many seats in the Duma." As Ivan spoke, he held each girl by head as they doubled his pleasure.

"You are too kind. Soon the communist party will regain its former dominance. Then we will show the world that Russia is a great power again!"

"Of course…of course. Your Grandfather would be very proud of you. So how is your health, Nicolai?"

"I am as strong as a bear. How is your mother the Grand Duchess?" As Nicolai talked, he considered the implications of Mikhailovich reclaiming his family's former Czarist titles.

"She is fine. So, how can I help you my friend?"

The leader of the Russian Communist party withdrew a photo from his jacket and showed it to him. "Do you know this man?"

"Yes, Adam Lamberg…an imbecile, Ivan said, omitting a hollow laugh. "He's now in Moscow for the premier of his new film." Ivan's face contorted into an expression of amusement as he looked down and smiled at the young women furiously sucking his penis. "He's a drug addict that owes me a lot of money. Yes, I own him. I own many Americans."

"Good," Nicolai said, " then I will be very gratefull if you convince him to influence several of his Hollywood friends to work in the new film I'm backing. To help ensure its success, of course." As he talked, Ulyanov placed a picture of two other people on the polished desk between a solid gold picture frame and a small bound book. He then handed Mikhailovich an envelope. "Here are your instructions and the first half of the numbers of the Swiss account with your payment. After your mission is complete, I will provide you with the rest of the numbers, just like the last time." Nicolai looked down and saw that one girl was now stroking Ivan's shaft into the other girl's mouth.

"Of course Comrade," Ivan had been paid very well, one million in gold for the assassination of the former head of the Russian Communist Party. Now he was being offered more than twice that to perform a far simpler operation. While his assets were worth well over a billion dollars, still, two million in hard currency was too much for even him to turn down.

"I will be glad to help you with this," Ivan told Nicolai. Grinning like a wolf, he padding each of the pretty American's on the top of her head. Then he suggested. "Perhaps Christina could sing in it and little Ashlie could act?"

Nicolai nodded his head. "Excellent, then I look forward to working with you in the future Ivan."

Moaning out, Ivan grinned like a wolf as his orgasm exploded. Still grasping her head, he pulled his cock from her mouth. The pretty Americans held their mouths wide open and lapped away at the streams of thick white cum that completely coated their faces and hair. His climax over, still beaming, Ivan said. "Before you go Nicolai, would you care to give my little American pets a try?"

While Nicolai had never met these girls before, he thought he remembered that she was an actress of some short. The more famous of the two, the singer's name was Christina Aguilera he thought. While very desirable, Christina would have been beautiful if it wasn't for the dead look in her eyes. But he smiled as he took in her body, her excellent breasts and shapely ass. He reached down and grasped her breasts. Bring on a slight whimper, Nicolai pinched her nipples, squeezing the actresses' breasts and shaking them firmly.

Smiling up at him, Christina reached up and unzipped his trousers and started rubbing his penis against her face. Soon she parted her full red lips and began licking. Grasping him by the base, she licked his cockhead and then slowly tongued up and down his shaft. Christina looked up into Nicolai's admiring eyes and purred hungrily. "Ooooooo! What a big beautiful cock you have. You do want me to suck it, don't you?"

Gleefully watching her work, Ivan laughed until his mood turned suddenly grim. Then he reached out and slapped Christina hard across the face. "Don't ask questions you American bitch. Your mouth is only for sing and sucking big Russian dicks!"

Flinching from the pain of Ivan's hand, Christina's smile fell from her face. A little over seven inches, she took over half of Nicolai's penis easily in one gulp. Nicolai wrapped his hands around her head to help guide his cock faster into her mouth as she sucked like a baby would a bottle. Warping her checks inwards as she forcefully sucked. Her warm saliva ran down the sides of his cock and all over his balls, slurping away. It didn't take long for her talented tongue to bring him close to climax. But staying in control, he pulled out and motioned her to get on top of Ivan's large desk. Nicolai could tell Christina was a nymphomaniac, someone who always wanting a man inside of her tight slippery pussy.

Feeling his need, the horny young blonde immediately complied, spreading her legs for him. Then wrapping her legs around his waist, Christina helped pulled him inside of her swollen pink cunt lips. She smiled at both man as she entwined Nicolai with her limber legs and began tapping her heels on his moving ass. Her heart and lungs seemed out of control as she plunged into the abyss of passion, matching his every stroke with two of her own. As he fucked her, Ashlie got underneath him and grab his butt. Running her tongue between his checks, Ashlie probed his anus.

Christina felt her own orgasm build as Nicolai approached his peek. Christina clinched her vaginal muscles tightly. Then the gorgeous American singer shivered. Her moans were followed by screams as he continued to drive his cock inside her tight cunt. Her hips began a rhythmic in motion, as the walls of her vagina tightened, gripping his cock like a cylindrical vise. Need seemed to radiate through her hips as he heard the panted gasp of her breath. Christina gasped for breath and Nicolai continued driving his cock in and out of her, as Ashlie continued to lustfully give him a rim job.

Wanting to shout, Nicolai only grunted as his erection swelled, his butt muscles tightened and his balls throbbed. Suddenly, Christina felt his hot semen filled her tight slit as Ashlie went between sucking on his balls and licking the bottom of her pussy.

"Oh, yes! Oh, yes!" Christine shouted again and again. Her pussy already filled with his cock, was now flooded with Nicolai's boiling seed as Ashlie's tongue joined his penis inside of her.

Suddenly, feeling her own peek, Christine clenched him with whitened knuckles and arched her back. She let out yet another wale as Nicolai finished with her. Taking her place, Ashlie bent forward and began frantically deep throating Nicolai's cock.

Enjoying the way Ashlie literally rammed her nose into his stomach and used her sizzling tongue, Nicolai suddenly remembered another pretty girl whom he hadn't seen for a very long time. It troubled his disciplined thoughts that this Ashlie reminding him of her. So much so, that he turned Ashlie down when she offered her own luscious body to him.

Ashlie showed a pouty disappointed look when Nicolai said, "Thank you for the use of your…pets." He then grunted, giving a satisfied smile.

Padding both girls on the head, he said, "I am needed elsewhere now. Dasvidaniva Comrade!" As Nicolai left, he noticed that both American sluts climbed into Ivan's lap, hugging and kissing each other as the mobster watched.

As was his nature, Nicolai rapidly reviewed his plans as he was walked with his bodyguards back to the car. 'While he has excellent taste in women, this Cossack bastard Mikhailovich desires to become Czar,' Nicolai thought. 'Luckily, he is unable to see past his own nose. He thinks I have nothing to hide…beyond my own greed.' Bringing a sudden pause to his Oprichniki (secret police) escort, Nicolai omitted a small but perching chuckle.

Remembering the book that had been next to the picture of Miklailovich's mother, Nicolai continued to calculate, 'The Prince! Bah, it was written by was an imperialist stooge, Machiavelli didn't even play chess!' While still being driven through the Kremlin, he turned on his secure satellite link up and the sent message to his agents to begin operation Robart. Then opening his billfold, Nicolai gazed pensively at the picture of a young blonde Russian girl.

Looking out his Limousine's window, Nicolai Ilyich Ulyanov-Lenin saw he was passing his Grandfathers Mausoleum, he continued to review his omniscient plans, which were laid out in his mind as if on a VR screen, Nicolai thought about how Russia had been earlier saved from the Romanov's and about his own plans for Russians future.

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Featuring: Hilary Duff
Story Codes: Mf, cons.

Crimson Gauntlet

Chapter Two
Hollywood, July 2005

Wanting to be alone, Ken and Hillary had left the reunion to say a private hello, and he started kissing her. Hilary kissed back and with his inhibitions killed by a river of alcohol, things quickly got out of hand. Even though she was only seventeen, her voice, her mischievous eyes, and well-formed body ravished him. Soon, they started French kissing as hugs turned into petting. Ken felt himself trembling all over when Hilary elbow robbed against the bulge in his pants. He asked in a silent prayer for her to touch him with her hand, or even her mouth. All his drunken thoughts became entrapped by fantasies of Hilary stroking his cock or even giving him a blowjob.

Lost in what still felt like a daydream, Ken moved his hands to her breasts and ass. Copping a fee, it felt wonderful to filled his hands with her soft flesh. Opening her shirt, Ken then tingled all over as his fingertips tweaked her hard extended nipples. As he fondled her firm breasts, Hilary's wildly excited big blue eyes looked directly up into his. Feeling his need for this horny young girl, Ken reached inside of her dress and up between her legs. Almost ripping off her panties, Hilary was warm and wet. She moaned as he stroked her pussy. Then pushing his index finger inside the delicate petals of Hilary's pink inner lips, he caressed the lovely symmetry of the dome of her hooded clit. Hilary began to excitedly squirm around his hand as he stared sliding his forefinger finger in and out of her juicy slit.

Hilary soon climbed on top of him and pulled him into a deep kiss, lasting several minutes before she started to undo his belt. Ken was eager to help out as Hilary yanked his shirt up to over his shoulders, until he could free his arms and remove it completely. Her eyes still held his as she reached up with her left hand to unzip his pants. But upon working it half way down, Ken hesitated. Shaking his head, he thought. 'Hilary was still only seventeen, a young girl, too young for a twenty-eight-year man.'

Showing a little wicked smirk, Hilary teasingly demanded. "Come on big boy, give it up. I want to suck your big beautiful cock!"

Maintaining her smile, Hilary quickly finished pulling down his pants and started stroking his huge slab of hot cock meat through the material of his boxer shorts. Softly Hilary whispered, "Ken…I want to." Still wearing his boots, Ken eagerly pulled them out from of his slacks.


During Adam's frequent parties in the year 2005, Ken and Hilary had discovered they really enjoyed each other's company. Infatuated by Ken's good looks and outgoing personality, Hilary was draw to him.

Flattered by all her attention, Ken enjoyed teasing Hilary and telling her jokes. As time passed, they came to enjoy each other's company more and more. As chance made way for planned meetings, little pecks turned into kissing. Kissing turned to making out. And petting turned into fondling. But it was two weeks before the reunion party, that innocent teasing turned sensual. Neither believing the other would go through with, one dared the other into going skinny-dipping. Ken watched in miss-belief as the then just turned seventeen-year-old Hilary strip nude in front of him. Awe struck by her radiant body, he had done the same.

Getting down on her knees in front of him, Hilary eyes went wide in complete awe as she gazed upon his huge ten-inch erection. Bending forward, Ken brushed his hard cock up against her angelic smiling face. Her smooth skin was warm and compliant.
Continuing to smile, Hilary closed her eyes as he rubbed his hard shaft up her nose, across her forehead, and down her cheek. Ken shuddered as he slid his tip across her mouth. Reflecting the growing boil in balls, Hilary lips came a way wet with his precum. She opened her mouth as her hand took hold of the base of his shaft.

Ken almost climaxed as Hilary's wet tongue lapped at his cockhead. Her flesh pushed into his piss hole as his white sticky flow dripped on to her tongue. Feeling her squeezing his cock, Ken shuddered again and groaned when she licked her lips and said, "Hummm! Now that's what I call a hole experience!" Then Hilary closed her soft full lips around the tip of cockhead and gave it a long, wet kiss.

Just then Ken felt the first of his sperm racing from his balls. All of the penned up lust he had for her and her for him came spilling out. Hilary held her mouth wide open in surprise as streams of sperm shot into her mouth, across her face, onto her breasts and hair. Seeming like it was never going to end, he didn't stop cumming until she was completely coated with his thick white cum. When he finally did stop, Hilary was a sweaty and sticky mess as she resumed licking his cockhead.

Ken took hold of her hand and began slowly pushing the tip of his shaft passed her full red lips and into her mouth. He felt her soft tongue rub a long his shaft as Hilary's lip parted and he pushed deep inside her still cum filled mouth.

The sight of Hilary's sweet little mouth parting wide around his shaft was amazing sight. But to Ken's regret as soon as soon as he tickled the back of her throat, she then blushed a deep dark red as she started gagging and immediately threw up all over his crotch. Her face a bright rosy red, Hilary was then so embarrassed, that she jumped into the water.

For a while Ken and Hilary swam and played innocently in the water, until they came together again. Ken held her softly in his arms for a while, not say a word, specking volumes at the same time. Then beginning with a soft, slow kiss, touching turned to caressing, tickling turned to fondling. Hilary soon began tentatively playing with his love tool, giving him head as they kissed and caressed. Their kissing turned to French-kissing as Hilary continued to stroke his cock. His excitement growing, Ken asked her with a mischievous grin. "Hilary, you should try sucking my cock again. I want to feel my throbbing flesh in your throat again."

When Hilary didn't answer, Ken said. "O, Hilary, don't worry. It's normal to gag the first time. Trust me, when you get use to it, you're going to love oral sex. You love the feel of my hot sperm filling your stomach." But, after her 'facial', Hilary had been too shy to put his cock back in her mouth again and Ken had to settle for a nice hand job that night. But later, things had changed.



As the Lizzie McGuire Party went on nosily below them, Hilary and Ken French kissed for a long hot minute. As the tongues locked, Ken slipped a second finger into her sweet little pussy as he continued to fondled her round 'perky breasts with his other hand. Moving his head down, Ken sucked on her nipples. Wrapping her hands around his head, Hilary moaned out as she thrust her full breast into his mouth. Sucking lightly on her nipple at first, he pushed it between this tongue and teeth applying a little pressure. He heard another slight moan escape Hilary's lips and her back lifted slightly off the bed as Ken slowly licked his way down her body until his mouth was between her legs. He hesitated a moment until he heard Hilary call out.

"Please Ken, please lick me there…I want you to make me feel good."

Spreading her soft folds of skin apart, Ken paid close attention to Hilary's swollen hood. Flattening his tongue out, Ken gave her a luxurious tongue bath from bottom to top. She moaned again and again as he feasted upon her steamy uterus. As her excitement grew, he probed for sensitive spots, alternating from side to side. Ken then slipped his tongue inside and slowly worked it around. Unable to resist the sweet flavor of Hilary's delicious body, Ken eagerly worked his hungry tongue fully into her.

Squirming in ecstasy and it didn't take long for Hilary to climax. Writhing around on the bed and thrusting her hips up, the young girls pubic region smashed against Ken's mouth. The air was filled with her moans of pleasure as she cummed over and over. When her fourth orgasm subsided, she slumped back down on the bed. Hilary called out to him. "Please, Ken, do more!"

Then Ken folded his tongue to make a little cradle out of it. Bending back down, he enthusiastically lapped at her clitoris with his tongue as he pushed a finger in her anus. Rubbing her clit with his other hand, he diligently used his whole mouth and forcefully sucked on her clitoris. Hilary thrashed and shook. She bucked and rode the waves of her orgasm for what seemed like hours. Screaming his name so loud that jet airline pilots could probably hear her.


Ken continued to feast upon Hilary's pussy. Like having a mind of its own, his over stretched boxers rubbed up against her breasts, her neck and…her face. He could sense Hilary's excitement when his scantily clad erection pressed against her full red lips. Her bottom lip trembled as it dropped and her tongue plunged out against the tip of his bulge. The material of his boxers was soon soaked as Hilary bathed him with her tongue. Stretching out of his clothes more, she slipped her tongue inside and ran it all the way down the hot flesh of his shaft. Ken groaned out as his body shook. Her loving tongue felt wonderful on his thick protruding veins as Hilary slowly licked his cock. Her warm saliva ran down the sides of his penis and all over his testicles as she slurped away. Working her teeth around the elastic strap of his boxers, she pulled down.

Ken wasn't surprised at Hilary's reaction when his gargantuan cock popped out of its restraints and slapped against her mouth with a loud splat. Still awed by his size, her lower lip dropped. But this time, Hilary seductively opened her lustful mouth. Ken gasped and his knees shook as his cock entered her mouth for only the second time.

He had not been expecting anything outrageous, even though working for Adam, Ken was becoming somewhat accustomed with Hollywood depravity. But Ken was not quite prepared for Hilary's voracious plummet on his sexual organ without even a courteous and friendly word of preparation. He kept licking her pussy, but not tasting, not seeing. He was excited in a way he had never been before. While part of it was because this girl servicing him in the dark had been the object of his dreams, Hilary wasn't at all like the tentatively girls that earlier had gone down on him during high school. Some how, Hilary had gained some experience since the last time they'd been together and had threw up. While some women go down on men because they're expected to, Ken realized that sucking cock now really turned Hilary on.

"MMMMM good," she mumbled approvingly, savoring his flavor of the milky substance of his pre cum that began to ooze from the tip of the hard purple crown. With difficulty, she pushed the first five inches of his thick rod in. Reaching all the way to the back of her throat, she paused to suck lustfully, running her tongue up and down his shaft.

Moving her lips down even farther, Hilary sucked with wanton sexual hunger. Her warm saliva ran down the sides of Ken's cock and over his balls as she slurped away. She sensed that he was obviously fighting the urge to cum so that he could make this last as long as possible.

Hilary then took his cock out of her mouth and licked her way up and down his thick shaft, pausing occasionally to suck on his heavy sperm filled balls. She seemed to love the texture of his massive column of flesh and blood. The thick protruding veins felt so wonderful against her loving tongue as she slowly paid homage to his cock. The Hilary took him back into her mouth and started to slowly bob her head, taking in Ken's incredible staff deeper and deeper. Faster and faster, she bobbed up and down, going even farther.

With his huge dick pressed into Hilary's mouth, she was barely was able to get it passed her tonsils. Ken was amazed by the way her neck expanded as his big cock went deep down into her throat. She retreated and gasped for breath as Ken's huge manhood was withdrawn from her air passage. Ken then took hold of her head in his hands, one on each side and started to fuck his cock in and out of her mouth.

Ken pushed the hair away from her face so he could watch this insatiable little nymph suck and deep throat almost all of his massive cock. Hilary began to squeeze his balls with one hand while jerking his rod with the other, following her lip strokes with tight hand motions. This was just too much for him and he began to moan in anticipation of a great release as he went even deeper into her mouth. Ken then reached down and got a grip on handfuls of her hair to add him pushing his throbbing prick farther down her hot mouth.

Hilary wantonly continued the incredible task of sucking on his huge swollen shaft. Feeling his balls tremble in her palm, Hilary gave them one final squeeze, sending him over the edge. Rasping in pain and ecstasy, Ken could feel cum shooting up from his balls and out into her waiting mouth. As the room filled with little slurping noises, Hilary tried valiantly not to gag on all of Ken's creamy love juice pumping into her hot young mouth.

Catching her breath, Hilary licked Ken's cock clean. She then buried her mouth and tongue in his pubic hair, running it down over his balls getting every drop of his love juice.

Ken gasped, asking himself silently, 'Where does a teenage girl learn how suck cock like that? Is she a natural talent? Or, is some one giving her lesions.'

Taking commanded, Ken told her. "Get down and lay on the floor." He was pleased that Hilary obeyed without question. He went over and pushed face over her pussy as she took his cock back into her mouth.
Ken started on Hilary's pussy as she started working on his cock again. Mystified, he almost couldn't believe he was in a 'sixty-nine' with the beautiful young Hilary Duff. If he hadn't already cummed, just the thought of it would have caused him to. This time Hilary was able to swallow most of him up! But probably because of eight or nine screwdrivers he'd earlier consumed, his strength began to fail him. Soon he could only nod his head as Hilary sucked him hard and deep, squeezing Ken's balls with her left hand and stroking his shaft with her right. Exhausted and out of breath, Ken drifted into an alcoholic induced sleep. As he past out, Ken remembered telling Hilary, 'Wrap those sexy lips around my big cock you little slut and suck till my balls turn blue!'

Later some time during the night, he awoke to discover that Hilary's face was now resting in his lap and his shorts were gone. He was astonished to feel her fingers stroking up and down his shaft, as Hilary's lips pressed against his cockhead and her tongue pushed into his piss hole again. Ken could feel that Hilary's licking and sucking had brought his cock back to life. Grabbing her head, his hands pushing her mouth back down again on his shaft. Hilary looked up at him and saw a smile on his face as she resumed sucking his dick even harder.

Ken enjoyed fondling her breasts and nipples, needing her firm flesh. His hands moved down and caress her little ass while she continued to feast upon his cock. Ken wanted it to last forever, but he could tell the end was coming quickly. Soon new waves of chum followed, which Hilary sucked in. Stroking his shaft to get it all, he felt her swallow like a professional several times. Smiling, Ken moaned out, "Hummm, you sexy little girl" But then again, he pasted out.

It was still dark when Ken woke again, just as he came like a cannon. With hot sperm rising up the length of his shaft, it empty in spurts into Hilary's mouth. Hilary did her best to keep it in. But there was so much back pressure, cum began to leak out between her full red lips, running down her chin and dripped onto her tits.

Carefully, she tilted her head back so as not to spill any of Ken's thick cum from her sexy little mouth. Then she parted her lips a bit, showing him how full her mouth was with his thick creamy love juice. Closing her eyes, she slowly swallowed his seed. Then she held her mouth wide open to show that she'd swallowed every drop.

Ken moaned out again and again as Hilary licked each of her fingers clean right there in front of him, just as he'd shown her how. Ken shook his head in awe and moaned again. As if on cue, he said. "You're such a great little cocksucker!"

Hilary's beautiful faced twisted in a wicked smile in appreciation of his comment. Then Ken laughed, as he said. "Hilary you're a little cock hungry slut!"

Her sexy mouth still cover with saliva and cum, Hilary gasped. "Yes, I love the feel of a man's cock in my mouth!" Then Hilary smiled alluringly up at him as she playfully slapped her noise his cock. With her innocent voice, she said. "Please, Ken, fuck me."

She was light as a feather as Ken picked her up. He cradled Hilary in his arms and kissed her passionately on the lips. Hilary could taste her own pussy juices as she buried her tongue deep inside his mouth.

Dreamlike, Ken laid Hilary down upon his bed. She immediately wrapped her legs around his waist as he mounted her. Thrusting and rubbed the head of big prick along her hot steamy pussy, lubing it up for easier entry, Ken's ridged cock seemed to have a mind of its own.

While it had been hours since his last drink, Ken still felt drunk as he touched her breasts, so soft, so full. Then she was in his arms so quickly that their bodies came together in one line of silken electricity and he kissed her warm mouth deeply, as he crushed her body against his. In one hard thrust, his cockhead was buried in the hot wet velvety entrance of her virgin pussy. He would never be able to describe the wonderful sensations and feelings as the tip of his cock pushed against the elastic barrier of her maidenhood. He was barely in when he felt that unavoidable barrier. Ken had pushed a little harder but the taut membrane of flesh refused to give. Hilary almost pleaded into his eyes, her face a mask of pleasure and pain. Pushing forward ever so gently and it had respond by every so softly pushing back.

"No ... ... Yes." She wailed. "Stop! Stop! STOP!" she screamed. "Please stop!" she begged. "You're tearing me apart!" But Hilary knew it was supposed to tear, so immediately she told him, "No, no! Don't stop, keep going."

She'd rubbed her own nipples, his ass and balls, as Ken became her first real lover. Her flesh and taut silk hair, all eagerly surged against him wildly in a virginal erotic frenzy. When he finally entered Hilary, she gave sudden gasp and was still for a few seconds. Then with a powerful forward thrust of her pelvis, she locked her satiny legs around his hips. Ken would always fondly remember how Hilary's eyes bugged out the first time his shaft speared her and a thin line of blood ran down her leg.


Hilary moaned as Ken pushed forward, slowly and methodically. He took great pleasure in the tight steamy feel of her eager pussy as it stretched around his cockhead. Even as wet as Hilary was, her cunt gripped him like a velvet vice. Slowly stroking in and out of her, he went a little deeper with each thrust forward. Ken's moans of pleasure were joined by Hilary's moans of both pleasure and pain as their bodies fit together. Grasping, Hilary came several times as he worked his long thick tool into her!

Picking up the pace, Ken lifted Hilary slightly off the bed with each powerful thrust into her glove tight pussy. Penetrating even deeper than he'd ever done before, he hammered his massive battering ram against her cervix repeatedly. Established a rhythm, Ken fucked her with short hard strokes, which were followed by long deep strokes. Ken loved the way Hilary's sexy little body jiggled as he slammed into her.

"Oh God", Hilary squealed. "It's SSoooo gooddd! I don't want it end. Keep fucking me with your big cock!

Wild with lust, Ken grabbed her ankles and lifted them up high to rest on his broad shoulders. In that position it was much easier to ram his hard-on deep inside of her. Then he buried himself to the hilt with one powerful thrust. She wrapped her long legs around him and locked her ankles behind his neck. Her grip was tight, but again she instinctively knew that it was just what he wanted. All Hilary wanted now was for Ken to fuck her hard and deep, taking her to rapture again and again.

Hilary cunt tried feverishly to stretch to Ken's enormous size as his pounded away at her tight pussy. The intense feeling of her cunt stretching over his thick cock was making her weak. She started trembling as his manhood enflamed her inner most carnal desires. As he humped her furiously, Ken bent his head down to Hilary's hard nipples and sucking and nibbling on her tingling boobs as his humping brought Hilary closer and closer to orgasm. Ken held her tightly in his strong arms as he continued to pound away, matching her urgent need with his rhythm, while engulfing his face with her heaving breasts.

As time seemed to slow down, Ken lustfully pistoned his cock at an exceedingly rising tempo until they both came in an explosion. His massive cock throbbing deep inside of her, sent Hilary over the edge. She climaxed again and again. She could feel the spasms churning in her stomach. It felt just as wonderful for Ken, as he filled her pussy with his warm milky cum for the first time. He could feel her strong inner muscles squeeze away at his dick, milking him for all she was worth as their mind-wrenching climax turned Ken into a sexual beast. Wanting more, he tickling her slit and g-spot as he worked all of his nine inches, first slowly, and then faster and harder into her luscious love canal.

Still wanting even more, he noted that her sexy ass just begged to be fucked. Rolling Hilary over, he pushed her up on all fours to mount her from behind. Hilary arched her back and moaned as Ken pushed his huge cockhead into her hot little hole. He held his penis as he pressed the head against her tight opening. Hilary squirmed a little as she tried to relax her sphincter muscles and allow Ken enter her. Slowly, the head of Kens dick was enveloped and his shaft soon followed. Quickly, after pushing himself in to the hilt, Ken stopped and marveled at the extraordinary warmth and tightness of Hilary's ass. Soon, Ken loved how her fine tight body shook as he hammered away with his demanding dick. Glistened with her love juices, her sweet little ass took his massive cock hard and deep. Hilary buried her face into the pillows as Ken stretched her out.

"Oh, yes," said Ken. "Oh, Hilary."

Slowly pulling out, he pushed back in as his hands gripping her hips tightly. He kept the pace nice and rhythmic, bringing both of them great pleasure.

"Fuck me…hard, Ken! Don't stop fuck my ass. I like it hard like that!" Hilary demanded as she started to push back on his dick, urging him to go faster.

Really turned on by Hilary's dirty talk, Ken punctuated each hard thrust with a savage grunt. He increased his speed significantly. His balls were slapping her pussy as Hilary reached back and rubbed her clit furiously with her fingers.

"Yeah, that's the way. You like fucking my ass with your big dick? Huh? Don't you?" she said, to Ken delight.

Reaching up under Hilary, Ken mauled her hanging tits, squeezing and massaging them as he fucked her. Next, he lifted up and grasped Hilary's curvy hips as he rode her into the sunset. Eventually he couldn't take it anymore, Hilary's sweet butt was the best he'd ever had, milking his big cock for his load of heavy cream. Switching holes, with a mighty thrust Ken rammed back inside of her pussy and held it buried to the hilt, stretching her little love hole even more. His muscular body tensed, as his testicles felt ready to exploded again. Pulling her against him as hard as he could, his tremendous cock was ready to empty inside of her spasming body. "Oooh Hilary, I'm going come soon!"

Hilary shuddered when Ken touched an especially sensitive spot in her vagina several times in a row. "OH! God! I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" she yelled.

Hilary's vagina contracted and squeezed Ken's cock very hard, the orgasm bubbling inside his balls threatening to erupt. Every muscle in Ken's body tensed, and he cried out that he was going to come. Just after Ken felt the first of his sperm racing from his balls into Hilary's welcoming body, Hilary suddenly pulled herself off of him and pushed her face down right in front of Ken's rigid member.

"Oh GOD!" he screamed as the first thick rope of sperm splattered Hilary's angelic face. Aiming his stream of sperm, they landed across her face and onto her breasts. Hilary gamely opened her mouth as the second and third ropes of cum erupted. She caught as much in her mouth as she did on her chin and neck. He didn't stop shooting until her face and hair were completely coated with large thick globs of his cum. When the last of his cum dribbled out of his cock and Hilary cupped her hands under it to try and catch every bit of the precious fluid she had worked so hard to obtain. She swallowed down his cum like a pro as Ken cleaned her face and breasts off with his tongue.

Afterwards, they both collapsed, feeling totally drained, physically, emotionally and sexually. Ken laid on her stomach with his huge cock still fully embedded in her steaming seventeen-year-old mouth. Their bodies meshed into one and they laid joined, totally exhausted from their super intense fuck session. Hilary laid there, under him, enjoying the feeling of his warm cum in all of her orifices. Ken would always remember how, after licking her lips, Hilary gave Ken a beautiful, knowing smile. Then she told him, "Well, I hope you like my birthday present. Give me a call some time."

But there fun together was over yet. When they came to the end they were locked together so fiercely, straining against each other so violently, that falling away from each other was like the tremble before death. That night and the weeks that followed, Steve came to understand his masculine power her. Given trust, give affection, a young full-blooded like Hilary aroused from virginity to erotic awareness was as delicious as an exactly ripe fruit.

Hilary's virginal passion matched his lust and it wasn't until dawn when she fell into an exhausted slumber. Spent but not yet ready to sleep, Steve sat on the window ledge and stared at her naked body while she slept. Her face too was lovely in repose, a perfect face he had seen before only in art books of painted Italian Madonna's who by no stretch of the artist's skill could be thought virginal.

[davesmistress]

Featuring: Hilary Duff, Haylie Duff, Ashlie Brillault and Mehree Cole
Story Codes: MF, MFF, cons.

Crimson Gauntlet

Chapter Three
Adam Lamberg Estate, Beverly Hills, California 19:30

Reliving his fond, yet immoral memory of Hilary's losing her cherry, Ken wiped sweat from his face. Unable to face what he'd done, let alone accept what Adam was now doing, Ken jumped completely into the bottle. He believed redemption was impossible.
Everyday since his long night with Hilary, Ken vowed to never touch her again. While he kept his promise during the day, every night he was haunted by his dreams. That was until Adam's party. Ken knew he should never go back.

But with his daydream over, Ken's conscious found himself back at Adam party as Hilary fondled him. Hilary giggled and rolled her pretty eyes as she stroked his cock. Ken could see that the 'mysterious' blonde woman was now kneeling in front of Adam. She seemed to be sucking Adam's dick as he continued to sing. But then to everyone's dismay a rubber dildo fell from her mouth to the floor with a low thud. Welding a whisky bottle and appearing hardly able to stand, Adam show a smile from ear to ear as he departed from the song and shouted, "I hate it when that happens!"

Throughout the laughter, Haylie had continued to stare at the band with a look of confusion, taping her right index finger against her mouth. She seemed to be on the verge of recognition, just as the blonde disappeared from the stage. A musician from the band took her place holding Adam up.

"This is all too damn pretentious…too decadent!" Ken said, knowing he better change the subject before Haylie recognized Adam latest plaything.

"Yeah," Hilary answered. "Adam's become like a lot of Hollywoodites we know. They make their fortunes by selling crap to the public. Then to convince themselves they still have artistic merit, they champion fashionable causes like the Dali Lama and Scientology."

Ken nodded his head in agreement as Hilary added, "The same people are falling all over themselves to get near the Dutchess Anastasia."

"People love to associate with royalty, even the illusion of it," Haylie added.

"I didn't know blondes watched CNN?"

"Very funny Ken. We must have heard about the debate over the Dutchess' legitimacy on Nick News," Haylie joked sarcastically, showing a wounded look.

"I thought I was the smart one." Juliet said, kidding along. Continuing to yank on his erection, she gave Ken an alluring smile as a man dressed in a dark-black suit walked in. Halting at the door, his hard eyes scanned the room intently. Ken frowned as the man turned around and waited for the rest of his group. As they entered the room fell deathly silent, he whispered, "Speak of the devil."

With everyone's attention upon the Dutchess' entrance, no one but Haylie noticed Hilary work Ken's zipper and reached inside his pants. Reliving a 'fond' memory, immediately his manhood responded in her grasping and stroking fingers. While Ken tried to keep an eye on the party goings on, Hilary, with a wicked smile, began jacking him off as her sister watched.

The Dutchess Anastasia Mikhailovich was quite a sight. Her long flowing ivory gown shimmered of sequence. Her only jewelry was a large glittering diamond and gold necklace with matching earrings and bracelets. While the band began to play Laura's Theme from the movie Dr. Zhivago, Ken attention was partially drawn to the Dutchess.
Speaking very formally to the group in perfect English, she said. "I bring greetings from my son, Ivan Mikhailovich. My family is looking forward to working with many of the people in this room." Listening half-heartedly while Hilary manipulate his hard shaft, Ken put off checking his security arrangements as he finished his fourth screwdriver too many that night.

When the Dutchess finished talking, Erick Harvey, president of the largest movie studio in California, stepped forward from the crowd. At first sight, Erick Harvey was an enormously likable man, well groomed, and beautifully dressed. His delight seemed genuine as he addressed the crowd, raising his glass. "I'm sure everyone here would like to welcome Dutchess Anastasia to America, and wish the whole Mikhailovich family success in the movie business. Dasvidaniva!" Just having purchased controlling interests in Mr. Harvey's studios, a blind man could see the Dutchess' family was a rising star in Hollywood. Soon Mr. Harvey had every ones attention was draw away from their dark corner.

Hardly able to breath, Ken sat there captivated by her lurid eyes and her full luscious lips. Never losing eye contact with him, Hilary slid completely underneath the table onto her knees between his legs, not letting go of his impressive hard on. Hilary then told him, "O, Ken, that feels sooooo good! Your cock looks so yummy!" Her provocative smile told all as she rubbed her face against the swollen head of Ken's erection.

Hilary began lovingly licking the wide head, as she slowly stroked up and down his long thick shaft. He could see her biting down on her lip to not make a sound. Then almost as if it were a natural reaction Hilary's lips wrapped around the tip of Ken's mushroom-shaped head. His erection continued to grow and grow as his big purple head slip past her soft wet lips. The sight of his cock disappearing completely into her mouth and going down her throat was too much for him. There was no way he was going to be able to hold out very long. Ken wrapped a hand around her head to help guide his cock into her mouth. Immediately, almost painfully, his body shuddered as he felt her suck forcefully upon his cock.

"MMMMM good" Hilary again whispered approvingly, tasting the pre cum that began to ooze from the tip of Ken's hard purple crown. Savoring his flavor, she drank the milky liquid down. As Hilary stroked his shaft, she looked provocatively up at him. The look on her face told him that Hilary had been fantasized about wrapping her full sexy lips around his big hard cock.

Hilary started slow. Her young teenage mouth wrapped tightly around his shaft as she simply, but effectively, sucked on his cock-head. Her hands began stroking his shaft into her mouth. Enraptured, Ken just stood there, enjoying the experience of this beautiful eighteen-year old giving him a blowjob. Her head bobbed up and down, faster and faster. She soon could feel his body shaking as his cock pulsated in her mouth. With his tongue inside her pussy, Ken felt a growing quiver in Hilary's body as she fucked his cock with her mouth.

"OHHHH KEN... It's so bigggggg ... ohhhhhhhhhhhhh.... yessssssssssssss...!"

Ken watched her eager eyes as she pushed forward and slowly buried his big dick to the hilt in her hungry mouth. Horny beyond belief, Ken drank in her moans of pleasure. Meanwhile, sitting next to them, Haylie had been watching in wide-eyed fascination. Ken was very pleased when she joined in.

Reaching out, Haylie started robbing his balls and stroking his cock into Hilary's bobbing mouth. Doing a little reaching of his own, Ken put his left hand inside Haylie panties. She moaned as his began caressing her pussy lips. Haylie started excitedly squirming around his hand as he stared sliding his finger inside of her juicy slit.

Stroking and sucking upon him faster and faster, Hilary's soft lips and Haylie's firm fingers got him more and more excited. Then joining her sister, Haylie got beneath the large table and starting licking Ken balls and between his legs. She even put her tongue into his ass hole as Hilary and Haylie took turns deep throating him.

Wanting even more, Ken rolled Haylie over and pushed her up on all fours to mount her from behind. Haylie arched her back and moaned as Ken pushed his huge cockhead into her hot little hole. Ken held his penis as he pressed the head against her tight opening. She squirmed a little as she tried to relax her sphincter muscles and allow Ken enter her. Slowly, the head of Ken's dick was enveloped and his shaft soon followed. After pushing himself in to the hilt, he stopped and marveled at the extraordinary warmth and tightness of her ass. Then going between them, he kept switching from Haylie's ass and Hilary's mouth.

As time seemed to slow down, Ken lustfully pistoned his cock at an exceedingly rising tempo until they all came in an explosion. His massive cock throbbing deep inside of her, sending Haylie over the edge, just as Hilary climaxed again and again, as the spasms churning in her stomach.

He could feel her strong inner muscles squeeze away at his dick, milking him for all she was worth as their mind-wrenching climax turned Ken into a sexual beast. Tickling Haylie's slit and her g-spot, he worked all of his ten inches into her, first slowly, and then faster and harder into her luscious love canal. He loved how her fine tight body shook as he hammered away with his demanding dick. Glistened with love juices, her sweet little ass took his massive cock hard and deep. Hilary buried her face into Ken's ass as Ken continued to stretch her out her sister.

"Oh, yes. Oh Haylie!" exclaimed Ken. "Oh, Hilary."

Slowly pulling out, he pushed back in Hilary's mouth again as his hands gripping her head tightly. He kept the pace nice and rhythmic, bringing both of them great pleasure. Soon, he pushed back on Haylie's ass, as she urging him to go faster.

Really turned on, Ken punctuated each hard thrust with a savage grunt. He increased his speed significantly. His balls were slapping her pussy as Hilary reached out and furiously rubbed her sisters clit with her fingers and tongue.

"Yeah, that's the way girls! You like being fucked by my big dick? Huh? Don't you both?"

Reaching up under Hilary, Ken mauled her hanging tits, squeezing and massaging them. Then lifting her up and grasped Hilary's curvy hips as he rode her. Ken could feel Haylie's tongue running along the underside of his prick. He pulled out of Hilary's pussy and pushed his prick again into her sister's mouth. The feeling was incredible as she sucked Hilary's juices off his prick. Ken reached down and started ramming his fingers in and out of Hilary's pussy until they were slick with her juices.

Ken humped them both with long deep strokes, fucking their glove tight bodies with the stamina of a bull servicing his herd. Both girls almost screamed out in joy as even more intense orgasms consumed them as he banged both their beautiful butts with his hungry loins. Hilary and Haylie both whimpered in turn, writhing their buttocks erotically into his crotch as he humped them. His hands moving down to squeeze their swinging breasts as he sodomized both the beautiful Duff sisters slowly, deeply and forcefully.

Eventually he couldn't take it anymore of Haylie's sweet butt milked his big cock for his load of heavy cream. Switching holes, with a mighty thrust Ken rammed inside of Hilary's mouth and held it buried to the hilt, pushing deep into her throat. His muscular body tensed, as his testicles felt ready to exploded again. Pulling her against him as hard as he could, his tremendous cock was ready to empty. "Oooh, I'm going to come!"

Getting underneath her sister, Hilary shuddered when Haylie licked an especially sensitive spot in her vagina several times in a row. "OH! God! I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" Hilary yelled. Her throat contracted and her hands squeezed Ken's cock very hard, the orgasm bubbling inside his balls threatening to erupt.

Every muscle in Ken's body tensed, and he wanted to cry out that he was going to come. Just after Ken felt the first of his sperm racing from his balls into Haylie's welcoming mouth, she suddenly pulled herself off, just as Hilary pushed her own face down right in front of Ken's rigid member.

He almost screamed, 'Oh GOD!' as the first thick rope of sperm splattered both Haylie and Hilary's angelic faces. Aiming his stream of sperm, they landed across their faces and breasts. Hilary gamely opened her mouth as the second and third ropes of cum erupted. She caught as much in her mouth as she did on her chin and neck. He didn't stop shooting until both girl's faces and hair were completely coated with large thick globs of his cum. When the last of his cum dribbled out of his cock and Hilary cupped her hands under it to try and catch every bit of the precious fluid she had worked so hard to obtain. She swallowed down his cum like a pro as Haylie cleaned off her sister's face and breasts with her tongue.



But with Ken's climax, the reality of the room snapped back. Even as the Duff sisters continued to suck double-team upon his cock, Ken sat back and resumed listening to what Mr. Harvey was saying. As he took it all in, Ken puzzled over the grim faces of the Dutchess' bodyguards. He noted their mannerisms, their body posture, and fit of their clothes. Considering the wealth and importance of her family, he was aware that the Dutchess' security forces carried side arms. But then suddenly Ken recognized an earring one of her bodyguard's was wearing. He had to wonder, 'Why would she employ Spetznaz as bodyguards?'

Shaken by the presence of elite combat soldiers, Ken moaned blissfully again as he filled both Hilary and Haylie's mouths with his seed. But with his second orgasm, Ken pulled his erection from Hilary and Haylie's mouths. Straightened his clothes, he excused himself. Grasping his cock through his pants, she told him, "Give me a call some time." Hilary gave him a parting smile.

His face a mask, Ken didn't answer her. As he walked away, Ken raised his wrist and whispered into his microphone to make sure his staff was alert and sober. 'Damn it Ken,' he screamed silently at himself, 'no more alcohol!' as he went to collect Adam, Ken knew he would have to sober up before the meeting with the Dutchess people later tonight.

During the party, Marko Baikal, the leader of the eight-man spetsialnoe naznachenie (special purpose forces) squad protecting the Kniyginia (Dutchess) Anastasia, observed Ken Adamson intently looking over him and his men. Marko wondered if the American posed any threat. Just in case the buffoon's whom owns this whorehouse didn't react rationally, they were to ensure that the actor accepted what he was offered. Each of his men was equipped with a silenced 9-mm automatic, grenades, and a knife. Because they were attending a social occasion, they had left the rest of their equipment, including their AK-74 assault rifles, RPG-16 grenade launchers, SA-14 surface to air missiles, and a Browning .50 Cal semi-automatic rifle in the car. But if there were any problems Marko hoped to use his knife.


Adam Lamberg Estate - 24:00

'The Russians have certainly made themselves at home,' Ken thought. It made him nervous to just sit outside of Adam's office. He had tried to voice his concerns earlier, telling him, "I should be in there with you. Adam, you can't trust these people."

Adam had just smiled and shook his hand. "Ken, the Dutchess just wants to met with me. You can ask her to dance later." Adam could see Ken didn't find his joke funny. "Don't worry," Adam continued. "I just have to sign another contract and everybody gets paid." Drunk like usual, Adam wouldn't listen.

The tension only increased when Marko Baikal came out and walked straight to Ken. Marko's coat was open with the grip of his pistol clear to see. Ken stood to face him as Marko spoke ominously, "Your boss is confused."

"What?" Ken responded, looking him in the eyes and seeing…nothing. For the first time in many years, real fear gripped him.

"Adam owes Ivan Mikhailovich a lot of money. If he does the movie we will cancel his debt. Otherwise we will expose his …bad habits. Perhaps other…painful things might happen."

Ken eyes fell, shaking his head. If word got of Adam's addiction to drugs, gambling, and young girls, he would face ruin. That was worse than threatening him with death. There would be no more parties, no more being king of the world. Knowing what the consequences might be, if Adam didn't cooperate.

Entering the office, as the Dutchess gave him an icy stare, he saw Adam sitting down, holding his head in his hands. Ken was amazed to see that Adam was sitting on the couch next to the Dutchess. His pants were opened and she was fondling him with her fat fingers. Ken was even more surprise to see the old woman stroking his throbbing erection.

"But I…I get fifteen million a movie!" Adam stammered out. He was holding his contract in his shaking fingers, desperately paging through it. It was a mistake to read it in front of her. Ken had warned Adam earlier that he should have an attorney look it over. With people like her son, their word was their only bond.

With a kindly, motherly voice, the Dutchess said as she patted his head, "I'm just the messenger. The choice is yours Adam."

Ken saw Adam look to him for help, but he had none to give him. "Adam, you've made your bed. I can't help you with this."

Hearing Ken's answer, Adam's eyes glazed over as his shoulders dropped. He signed his contract. "What the hell. It's only money. I can make more."

As she resumed stroking Adams manhood, the Dutchess smiled. "Very good. Ivan will be pleased. Now that's taken care of, we want your help to get other movie stars to work for us." She pointed at Ken. "Like the two pretty ones I saw with him earlier. I would like to meet them."

Ken had to turn his eyes away as the Dutchess resumed stroking Adam's cock. Adam's only answer was to nod his head and take a long drink. Spreading her fat spidery legs wide apart, the Dutchess raised the hem of gown above her waist. Ken left the room as Adam shakily got on his knees and put his head between the Dutchess' wrinkled legs as she wrapped her cracked blood-red-lips around his cockhead.


Adam Lamberg Estate 1:00 AM

After the meeting, Ken ran into Adam's newest sexy toy, Ashlie Brillault (Kate Sanders). Happy that he wasn't completely wasted, he put his arm around her. While Adam actually preferred Susan when she was a teenager, Ken knew that while he definitely enjoyed Ashlie's recent breast enhancements.

"I saw you with Hilary and Haylie," she asked, "did they recognize me?"

He thought Haylie might have, but didn't want to worry her. "I don't think so. Would you like to go to the pool?"

"Okay, a swim sounds great. But I didn't bring a suit." Despite what Ashlie had just said, her alluring smile denied any hesitation on her part.

"That's okay with me," Ken said, knowing she had already been give the new Russian drug and thus needed no reassurance.

During Adam's parties the pool was always crowed. But Ken and Ashlie were lucky enough to find a quite corner. After they broke off a passionate kiss, Ken began the journey downward with his mouth, visiting her neck, collarbone and chest. As Ken undressed her, he explored her body with his mouth and hands. When he titty fucked her, he exclaimed, "I really love your new tits."

Ken did not hold myself back, or deny himself the pleasure of her nipples, her breasts, her pussy, as his mouth consumed them all with a voracious passion. Soon, completely exhausted, Ken past out in an alcoholic induced coma like sleep.


Adam Lamberg Bedroom 1:00 AM

Upstairs in Adams bedroom, Hilary and Haylie waited. Looking over a new movie script on Adam's desk, Hilary leaned forward. Hilary looked at her sister impatiently, putting down her cup of coffee, she asked. "Where is he?'
"I don't know? But Adam said there was a new movie offer he wanted to talk in private about. Well, at least he left us something to drink." Haylie answered, sipping her own black coffee with sweeter.
Finding her sister exceptionally lovely tonight, Haylie had trouble concentrating on her copy. Needing to be close to her, Haylie walked over, barely in control of herself. She tried to avoid looking at Hilary's dangling cleavage unable to stop thinking about throwing Hilary down and fucking her. Sitting down besides her, Haylie suddenly leaned in and gave Haylie a very deep kiss. It must have lasted several seconds when she broke it.
"OHHHH MY," Hilary exclaimed, surprised, but very turned on.
Haylie looked into her sister's eyes and said, "Sorry."
Sitting down next to her, Haylie said. "I guess I shouldn't have done that. You just look so hot sitting there." Feeling her kiss returned, Haylie placed her hand on Hilary thigh. Haylie wondered how far she could push this as she started to stroke her sister's leg. But Hilary's look of frustration lifted as Haylie asked with a silly smirk. "What got into you earlier?"
"I don't know."
"You were fucking the shit out of the Ken." Haylie said brazenly. Her hand moved higher. Sliding up Hilary's dress, Haylie fondled Hilary's wet panties.
Haylie first thought she saw her mouth the word no, then Hilary shuddered. "Hummm, that feels so good!"
"Just watching you two got me so horny," Haylie now smiled shamelessly. "I just had to join in. It was incredible."
"I know, I climax three times and I'm still horny. Can you believe it?" Hilary said, as she wantonly spread her legs for her sister.
"I know how you feel. Why don't we strip off each other's clothes off and have a little fun?" As she spoke, Haylie slid a finger into Hilary's sopping pussy.
Between moans, Hilary said. "You mean, you and me?" Hilary knew she wanted too, but she had never done anything like that. "I don't know?"
"Please I'm so hot," Haylie practically begged, "and Hilary, my dear sister, it is you're fault. I mean you're so sexy. And the way you wantonly begged Ken to fuck you, God it was so great!" Haylie slid a second finger into Hilary pussy and moving them in and out.
As Haylie furiously masturbated her sister, she opened up her own blouse to reveal a very nice and firm set of tits. Unable to resist any longer, Hilary leaded over and started playing with her sister's nipples. Haylie moaned in pleasure as Hilary began to suck on them.
Pulling off Hilary's clothes, Haylie started kissing, fondling, licking, and sucking all over her younger sister's body. Opening up Hilary's sopping wet pussy, she stuck her tongue inside. Pleasantly surprised at Hilary's sweet taste, Haylie dug in deeper, quickly bringing Hilary to orgasm.
Hilary giggled, as she said. "Well, seeing how it was my fault..." She started removing her sister's clothes. Haylie's skirt and blouse coming off quickly, then Hilary forcefully maneuvered into a 69 position over her sister. While she shoved her pussy into Haylie's giggling mouth, Hilary started munching on her sister's juicy pussy. Soon, just as Haylie's own orgasm ripped through her, Adam Lamberg entered his bedroom.

While he'd had a great time partying it up all day, Adam had spent the last hour being 'literally' strewed over by his new boss. But entering his bedroom, he almost couldn't believe the hot lesbian action he beheld. Hilary and Haylie were naked on his bed, their tongues in each other's glistening wet slit. While his cock instantly shot hard at the prospect of a three-way with the Duff sisters. Adam was surprised that, for once he actually wanted to be left alone. But knowing he still had a job to do he, he shrugged his shoulders. 'It's a though job, but somebody got to do it!' he thought. Then he chuckled, remembering how he had arranged this hot little scene with the help of a little of the new Russian aphrodisiac drug. Hilary and Haylie were so in to each other that they didn't even notice him come in until Adam accusingly blurted out. "Hi girls, what are you doing?"
"OH MY!" Hilary exclaimed, blushing a dozen shades of red, as she reached for her clothes.
Haylie responded more coolly, and at the same time, more warmly. "Hi, Adam. We were just having a bit of fun." Haylie then stood up and walked completely naked over to him. "We were kind of hoping a big strong man like you would join us."
Adam looked crossed at them as he sarcastically said. "I should spank you for having such naughty thoughts young lady."
Haylie smirked as she thought a moment. "That's a wonderful idea, I think you should spank both of us. What do you say Hilary." She said, presented her ass to him. "How about we lean on your desk and you give us a good spanking?" Haylie swayed her hips sensuously as she laid across his desk, exposing her naked ass to Hilary and Adam. Then Haylie said with a giggle. "Come on, Hilary." Hilary smiled as she immediately joined her naked sister.
Adam grinned from ear to ear as grazed at the two naked women laying face down on his desk, their butts jutting up towards him. He walked up behind them and then started to fondle both their sexy behinds as he brought his hand down forcefully and repeatedly. Forcing one finger then two into their tight asses, Adam was surprised that Hilary's ass was looser then Haylie's.
Continuing to 'punish them, Adam tried to sound angry as he said. "You hot little sluts like that, don't you?"
Quickly shifting gears, he started to massage both their pussies, sticking his fingers into one then the other. Soon, his hands were soaking with their cum, as he pushed Hilary's supple thighs apart and his tongue entered her. As he started licking at her clit, she cried out. "God, I want it." Hilary thrashed in ecstasy as Adam ran his tongue along her pussy, giving her another orgasm.
Hilary turned eagerly and felt Adam's hardness through his swimming trunks. Showing a devilish grin on her usually angelic face, she reached inside, and started stroking his very nice piece of meat. She then slid her hands across Adam's body as she pulled down his trunks. Then kneeled before him, his cock sprang out, hitting her in the face. Suddenly Hilary was staring at his prick as Adam rubbed it all over his 'TV girl friends' face

Hilary told him, "My, you're so big!" as she starting licking all over Adam's prick. Hilary gave him an angelic smile just before she took his prick into her mouth. Equally excited, Haylie helped to push his very had cock forward into her sister's mouth. But knowing he couldn't last long, Adam soon pulled out. He maneuvered behind Hilary and shoved his fat cock into her cunt.
"God yes, fuck me. My big friend, fuck me!" Hilary cried out as she felt his large prick enter her. At the same time, Adam used his fingers to penetrate her anus.
Hilary giggled as she wrapped her legs tightly around Adam's waist and he began to fuck her with reckless abandon. During the making of the show Lizzie McGuire, Hilary had hardly given him the time of day. Now any objections she had harbored previously about fucking him were now lost in the soft folds of her fabulous cunt. And Hilary fucked back as hard as Adam fucked her. In and out, he sawed his prick into her cunt, already sopping from her sisters previous tongue fucking. "God your pussy feels good. Your so tight!" He groaned.

Immediately, Hilary reacted. "OOOH!" She winced. "AHHH...IT HURTS…OH...FUCK ME!" While Ken could make her out, her voice was muffled by Haylie's mouth and tongue.

Hilary grabbed ken shoulders and pulled herself close, kissing him as her hands reached down to rub her clit. "Ohhhhhhhhhhh…." She moaned softly into his ear, her convulsing pussy pulling at his cock.

Adam kept right on thrusting into her for a few more seconds as she kept cumming, her juices making it slippery travel for his pistoning cock. Right at the peak of her orgasm, her pussy tightened up so much Ken could no longer contain his own climax.

Pummeling his dick into Hilary's cunt faster than he had previously thought possible, he was pounding her so fast she couldn't even get a scream in with every thrust. Instead, she was just moaning and shrieking in random intervals now, as he hammered her and squeezed her tits as hard as he could, after a few minutes like this, Hilary's screams reached their peak. "OH GOD! FUCK ME! AH, FUCK ME, ADAM. I'M CUMMING!!!!!" Constricting even tighter, Hilary's pussy spasmed around his cock. "Ohhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" she moaned loudly as her juices lubricated Adam's cock.

Her moaning was such a turn on that Adam found myself yelling with her. "UH, AH YEAH, AH YEAH!!! ...ARGHHH! "Whose your daddy now, whose your daddy now?" Adam winced and moaned out. After a few more thrusts, Adam shot his load into her tight pussy, making her moan even louder and prolonging her orgasm even more as she felt the warm fluid coursing through her tunnel. After they had both finished cumming, Hilary rolled off of Adam and lay there on the bed, sweat covering her body, his cum slowly trickling out of her pussy. With a broad grin, he asked. "How was that, ladies?"
"Fantastic," Hilary answered quickly, showing her most innocent smile. "But what about the new movie?"
"Hilary we have time for business later," Haylie remarked as she stared eagerly at Adam's waist. "But I hope you're not done already." Noticing Adams dick now soft and sorry looking, Haylie knelt down before him and took him into her mouth.
With a wolfish grim from ear to ear, Adam asked Hilary. "Well aren't you gone to help your sister?"
Hilary quickly kneeled down and started to take his balls into her mouth. As both Duff sister's worked together on Adam's cock, he quickly became hard again. He then showed another broad smile as he said. "I think you two are prefect for the movie."
"You ready to fuck me up the ass?" Hilary asked. "Why don't you do my ass first?" She climbed back up on the desk as Haylie slid in beside her. Adam stood up behind her. Then he jammed his cock into Hilary's pussy getting it nice and slippery, causing her to moan out again and again.
"You ready for it Haylie?" Hilary asked her sister. When Haylie only nodded she added. "Come on Hilary, you have to tell him what you want."
"I want him to fuck my ass now," Hilary called out. "Please, Adam, fuck me up the ass!" She felt Adam pull out of her pussy and in one swift stroke he buried his cock in her Hershey highway. She yelled out in pain. But as Adam started to fuck her ass and Haylie licked her pussy, Hilary was lost in sensual delight as orgasm after orgasm came.
Adam was enjoying Hilary's ass but with Haylie also right there, he pulled out of Hilary and rammed his cock into Haylie's mouth. After fucking her face for a few strokes Adam switched to Hilary's pussy, then back to her tight ass. The feeling of fucking each of these three holes was incredible.
"God, you're so tight Hilary." Adam wanted to keep fucking Hilary, but he desired to try Haylie too. So he pulled out of Hilary and rammed his cock into Haylie's butt. His climax getting the better of him, as he hit bottom Adam shot his load up her ass.
"OHHHH YES!" Adam cried as he filled Haylie's ass with sperm. When Adam finished cumming, he sat down heavily, nearly exhausted. But with both girls still hot and eager, Hilary grabbed her television friend's cock and pulled him into the shower. Haylie joined as a 'cleaner' version of their steamy three-way continued. A little later, gripped by a satisfied sleeping grin, Hilary, Haylie and Adam all pasted out in a heavy drug induced sleep with their damp bodies plied together on his bed.

"I think they're finished." Marko told the Dutchess as he fondled Haylie and Hilary's big firm breasts. The older women smiled hungry as stood above Hilary and Haylie.
Marko moved quickly and set up a video camera as the older women down besides Hilary's young nude form. Her pussy was very well groomed, only a thin strip of blonde hair above it. It was still very wet from the oral attention that John and her sister had paid it previously. Reaching down, the Dutchess roughly grabbed up one her breasts and squeezed it.
Satisfied that Hilary was out cold, the Dutchess spread the younger girl's legs and pressed her tongue into her teenage slit. After tongue fucking both girls, the Dutchess strapping on a large plastic dildo and started ramming it, first into Hilary's small and already over worked pussy, then her ass, and finally her mouth.
When his employer was done having her way with the three young Americans, pulling his pants down, Marko had his own fun with both Duff sisters. After Marko was done, the rest of the Dutchess bodyguards came in for a turn with the three doped up Americans.

In the morning the Hilary and Haylie both awoke naked and alone in one of Adam's spare bedrooms. They were surprised to discover that cum almost dripped from the knots and tangles of their hair. Like wise, their battered and abused bodies were completely covered with sticky white semen. Hardly able to walk and her pussy squishing with cum, Haylie said, "Man we must have had a good time last night."
Neither could remember much of what had happened the night before. With a splitting headache, Hilary's clearest memories were only of their three-war with Ken and the new movie deal. As she whipped off dried sperm from her lips, Hilary wished she could remember what had happened in Adam's room last night.

Washington D.C. - National Air and Space Museum

"There's why we came here," Ken Guthridge told Mehree Cole as he pointed at the full size replica of Skylab hanging from the museum ceiling. "We can even go inside of Skylab's crew quarters from upstairs." While he wanted to look at everything, from Sally's bored expression, Ken could tell she wasn't impressed with America's first space station. He hoped that would change as Mehree got older and her interests broadened past shopping malls and writing software-programs.

Their young NASM tour guide knew her script very well, but Ken wasn't surprised that she, like many Americans her age, took the manned exploration of space as ancient history.

After taking digital pictures of three sides and the crew quarters, Ken waited for the tour to move on. When they were out of sight, he climbed up on the railing. Very careful not to look down, he took a tight hold of a steel pillar. Keeping his eyes locked upon the space station, Ken reached out and pointed his camera. In seconds, a dozen high-resolution images were taken. "I've got have these digital pictures of the back of Skylab to help make virtual reality recreation to..." Mehree cut him off.

"Steve!" Mehree spoke in a whisper, but the sharp chastising tone of her voice grabbed his attention. "Get down, security going to kick us out!" Suddenly becoming fascinated by the view through his pants legs, Mehree lustfully smiled as she said, "Not that would be such a bad thing."

Frowning, Ken looked down impatiently at her. "I drove all the way from Missouri…Don't worry, I'll be quick." Steve paused as he noticed where Mehree's eyes were locked. His cock twitched.

Lustfully drawn by Steve's cock sticking out of his boxers, Mehree reached up through the pant leg of his shorts. As Steve's cock grew hard in her grasping fingers, he smiled down at her, remembering how his young sexy teenage friend had given him her first blowjob just yesterday at the hotel. He actually laughed, thinking about how a quick stop had turned first into a quickie, and then an all nighter. Wanton and eager, Mehree was quickly learning how to deep throat and swallow.

After looking quickly left and right to affirm no one was watching, Mehree impetuously pulled the tip of Steve's cock out his pant leg. Then she bent forward and wrapped her lips around his helmeted shaped crown. Knowing this moment of ecstasy couldn't last he let himself enjoyed that short stretch of time. With her face pushed into his waist, Mehree sucked his cock in the middle of the largest space museum in the world. As Steve wondered his eyes down across her luscious body, he unintentionally looked at the floor thirty feet below and his head started spinning. Suddenly, Mehree froze when she was surprise to see Steve's eyes bug out in fear. Then he began to dangerously teeter.

Coming to his rescue, Mehree quickly reacted and grabbed him around the waist, trying not to bite his cock as she pulled back for all her 105 pounds were worth.

Falling towards her, Ken luckily remembered to roll when he hit and the fall only hurt his pride. Mehree almost didn't let go of his erection as he got up. Luckily he was able to cover himself before anyone noticed what they'd been doing. But picking up the pieces of his camera, he remembered how when the real Skylab fell from orbit in 1983. While most of it had it burned up in the atmosphere, several large holes were made in Western Australia.

"Ken, are you okay?"

"Yea, I'm fine. Thanks! But, my camera's smashed. I didn't seem to hurt the floor any." He frowned as he got up. Ken's face softened when he saw the memory chip appeared to be okay.

"Well, we better make sure your okay. Let's find a place to sit down."

There weren't any chairs around, so Mehree helped him into a small restroom. With the fall and spending eighteen-hours behind a steering wheel yesterday. Ken felt good to sit down.

"I'm feeling better, but I need to be alone for a minute." Needing to relief himself, he waved his hand goodbye at her.

Mehree got up and went to the exit. But she showed a crooked smiled as she locked the door. Mehree then knelt in front of him and opened his pants. "I've got to make sure everything is okay." As she pulled down his pants, she saw Steve's cock jerk with excitement.

Ken found Mehree adorable. With her radiate smile, big blue eyes, full red lips, shoulder length blonde hair was thick and luscious, Mehree was beautiful. Her slim waist gave way to a perfect ass, curvy and sexy. As she had grown into womanhood, he'd often feasted his eyes upon her alluring curves, wonderful butt, sinuous legs, flat stomach, and round tasty breasts that sat firm and high on her chest.

As far as Ken could see, Mehree's ripe teenage body was as sexy as any of the girls in Sports Illustrated or even Playboy. He had only just discovered what a delight Mehree's body was yesterday on her eighteen-birthday. Taking in the total package of her beauty, his resolve melted away and his pulse started to race.

Standing up rock hard like a missile on a launch pad, Mehree exclaimed, "Wow! Your not just big, your huge!!"

Ken gasped when he felt Mehree's warm breath on the head of his penis. He looked down, eyes wide, as Mehree opened her mouth and took him inside. As her lips closed, Sally's head began to bob up and down. In the middle of a public building, Ken knew he should tell her to stop. But out of his mouth came, "Yes! O yes, Mehree, suck my cock!"

Her cheeks hollowed as he felt her pressure on his manhood. Able to take most of his shaft in, Mehree kept rubbing the rest with her hands. Soon Ken felt a boiling inside him.

"Oh, Mehree, watch out, I'm going to cum," he gasped. But she didn't pull up. Ken watched in fascination as she took his orgasm in her mouth, swallowing it all down. When he finished chumming, Mehree smiled. As she sucked out the last drop of his tasty
semen, Mehree returned his unwavering gaze fixed on her every movement. Keeping her eyes locked on his, she licked off her cum covered fingers.

Ken's mouth dropped open. Not his wife or none of his girlfriends had ever done that.
His emotions tumbled in confusion as she slowly rose and turned, asking over her shoulder in a sexy whisper. "Undo me Donkey Boy."

He reached up and fumbled at her dresses zipper, finally drawing it down to the small of her back. The sides of the blue cotton dress pulled away slightly, exposing the gentle curve of her spine. Slipping the two straps off her shoulders, Mehree turned around to face him. Ever so slowly she peeled off her bra and let it fall away. Her heavy breasts emerged as steep rises of creamy smooth flesh on her young body. Her nipples were already stiff and stood out. She slid her hands over herself as the dress dropped to the floor as he moved forward and pulled her hips to him. He began to kiss her tits and nipples, nibbling on them ever so hungrily. Then he tenderly peeled off her cotton panties and silk stockings. Mehree stepped out of them as he wrapped both his hands around the sweet curves of her butt and leaned forward. She smiled as Steve buried his face in her between her legs.

Feasting upon her vagina, Mehree began to sway above him. When his tongue penetrated her, she grasped Ken's shoulders for support. He pulled her tight with his strong broad hands, kneading her firm buttocks as he ate her out. "This is so much better than any of my girl's friends…ever told me," Mehree gasp out as his actions over loaded her pleasure centers. Soon Sally's juices were flowing. When Ken's tongue touched her clitoris, Mehree closed her eyes in delight, wobbling on her heels.

Her flesh and hair taut silk, now she was all eagerness, surging against him wildly in a virginal erotic frenzy. When he entered her she gave sudden gasp and was still for a few seconds. Then with a powerful forward thrust of her pelvis, she locked her satiny legs around his hips.

Mehree felt a stirring begin deep inside her as all her muscles contracted at once. Her moans increased in volume as violent spasms wracked her body. Holding Ken tightly, she went weak in the knees and fell, impaling herself on his penis.

"Oh, yesss, oh, yess, oh, that's so GOOOOOOD! Unnnnnnnhhhh!" Mehree moaned as he entered her tight vagina and his testicles were covered with her flow. When they came to the end of their sexual rapture, they were locked together so fiercely, straining against each other so violently, that falling away from each other was like the tremble before death.

Steve enjoyed his masculine power over Mehree. Given trust, give affection, a young full-blooded girl aroused from virginity to erotic awareness was as delicious as an exactly ripe fruit. Last night, Ken couldn't get enough of Sally's beautifully sculpted body, her honey-colored skin, her huge brown eyes glowing with passion. Her sex even had a wonderfully fresh smell, with a sweet fragrance and unbearably aphrodisiacal. Mehree's wonton virginal passion had matched his desire and it was dawn when they fell into an exhausted slumber in their hotel room last night. Spent but not yet ready to sleep, Steve had stared at her naked body while she slept. Her sleeping face was so lovely. A perfect face he had only seen before on statues and paints of the virgin lady Madonna.


Mehree and Steve had been friends a long time, she also his employee. But during this trip they were becoming a lot closer. Both avid readers, they shared many interests, besides for museums of course. Ten years her sensor, he I'd been a close friend her late father, Bill, ever since he'd joined the U.S. Cavalry eight years ago. They had both taken his death four years ago very hard. Steve tried to do everything he could for her, he owed Bill that much. Surprisingly, Ken thought Mehree's schoolgirl crush on him was rather sweet. If she'd been older, he would have found it uncomfortable. But, because she was only eighteen, it was actually kind of flattering and fun. But Steve knew he couldn't ignore how things were changing much longer. While part of him enjoyed having sex with her, part of him just couldn't… open up to her. It was like he didn't want her too get too close. Steve knew they better have a talk about this soon. But now was definitely not the time. They had come to Washington D.C. so Ken could do some museum research and because they both had an appointment at the Rose Garden. Thirty minutes later, they left the museum walking quickly to the car hand in hand. When they got into his car, Steve wondered if Mehree understood why her mother hadn't come.

[davesmistress]

Featuring: Hilary Duff, Mehree Cole
Story Codes: MF

CHAPTER FOUR
The Thunder Bolt

The Ozarks
September 2006

It was a Sunday, Steve Guthridge's day off. He'd planned on spending the day chopping wood, but it wasn't half past eleven AM, when his PDA phone rang. Taking a breather, he was leaning against his Ford Mustang's rear bumper, besides him was a weather worn sticker, which read, 'America - Home of the Free, because of the Brave! Reading his text message, Steve saw there was a problem at work. As the manager of the Ozark Space Center's robot activity, Steve knew he couldn't ignore the call.

's job was to keep things working. While a wiz with software, the employee working today, Mehree was unfortunately completely inept when it came to hardware. When Steve asked her to describe the problem, he could hear trepidation in her voice as she told him, "I haven't been able to figure it out. I don't know why but the video sensors just won't come on. Should I just close today's sessions and let you look at it tomorrow?"

Feeling the ache in his back, winter suddenly seem a very long way off, as he nonchalantly said, "No. Don't do that. I'm not doing anything. I'll be there in thirty minutes." With the first session started in a little less than an hour, he had to hurry.

Luckily the first troubleshooting he tried forty-five minutes later fixed the problem.
Then with Steve standing near by, Mehree gave him a grateful-smile as she started the first session. In pairs, the children sat eagerly at the six-computer control centers he'd designed where they would build and program their robots.

He was glad we didn't need to close the Robotic Adventure Lab today. While kids are usually eager to get at the robots, it's the inquiry-based learning that really makes an impact. Putting the participants in the drivers seat gives them a sense of ownership and responsibility for the outcome of their efforts.

To help establish the proper mood, Steve said whimsically, "I sure hope these 'brave adventurers' try their best. If they don't listen to and read their instructions, they might not survive - I mean… succeed, yeah, succeed in their mission to collect samples from the surface of Mars!"

"Yeah, Steven is right." Mehree said, playing along. "So listen up guys. Your mission today is to build a robot, explore Mars, and return these," as she talked, Mehree held up a red plastic ball, "Mars rocks back to you space ship in Mars orbit".

Knowing how difficult to make each of the five computer stations look like the control center of an actual spacecraft, When "Cool!" came from several of the kids, Steve showed a satisfied smile.

Pointing at the wall between them and the Mars surface, a little boy asked, "How are we going to get the Mars rocks if we can't see them?"

"That's a good question," responded Mehree. "Each robot has its own sensors. You'll control remotely…I mean tell them what to do using your computers. Before your time runs out, you want to repeat the trip to get as many Mars rocks as you can so they can be studied, but on the way you have to avoid the bright lights on the playing field. If your robot flies over a bright light, it will become paralyzed and land. Okay, so why do you think we're using robots to help explore Mars instead of just sending people?"

Involuntarily, Steven shuddered as several hands went up. Mehree called on a little blonde boy, "Is it safer to send a robot? They don't need air, do they?" he asked with a curious look on his face.

"Yes," Mehree exclaimed, "that's a good answer. Robots are often used in dangerous places to safeguard human life. Also, it's possible for one person to control dozens of small robot explorers at the same time. This is what NASA is planning to do next year in the first 'crewed' mission to Mars."

Most of the wide-eyed children smiled quietly, all but one. "Okay, how do we work the robots?" he asked impatiently.

But the most important thing that will help you to succeed today is to think. Remember, if the first thing you do doesn't work, try something else." As Mehree went through the rest of their instructions, Steve decided to stick around to make sure everything was ok.

He always liked watching this part, because it kind of reminded him of 'Robby the Robot' with a hovercraft. It is fun to watch the children as their looks of frustration and incomprehension change to understanding and joy as they figured out how to operate the equipment. The kid's excitement and joy drew him, helping to covering over Steve's own feelings of loss and regret, which never seemed more than a nightmare away.

As Steve watched the children contend with the simulated hazardous of exploring Mars, his mind race to the life he'd left behind. He remembered the hopeless represented by the overwhelming, yet unfocused thousand-yard zombie-like stare that the famous war correspondent Erie Pyle wrote so vividly about. Beyond the wounded and killed, many unhurt by shrapnel or bullets were nevertheless casualties. While he'd been taught that the strongest feelings people have are for those who sacrifice their lives for their comrades or a cause, it seemed to Steve that the most powerful and the saddest thoughts were with the…survivors. Having done his duty, there should have been nothing more to say. But after seeing what little nobility the 'elephant', dealing with the pains of gilt was a mystery that Steve just didn't understand.

Suddenly, the same the boy, who had impatient interrupted Mehree earlier, almost dropped his robot. Shaking his head, Steve put his troubled thoughts aside. Noticing that Mehree was having a particularly frustrating difficult time with him because he was refusing to read the instructions or listen to her advice. Steve decided to give her a hand. But because of Mehree's sexy shape, it was difficult putting his lustful thoughts aside as he tried provided some clues to the boy.

When the session was over almost an hour later, Mehree first smiled, then asked, "Steve…can you please show me how to enter the participant questionnaire data into the office computer?"

Steve nodded.

When they went into the office, he locked the door behind them. Standing next to Mehree, with my left arm around the back of her chair as the other reached along her right breast to get at the computer key broad. But while doing so, he rubbed his hard bulge against her shoulder and neck. With very luscious burette hair, Steve moved his left hand up and ran his fingers through it as he brushed the erection in his pants up against her face.

"Come on, stop that!" She prattled. "You know we don't have time to play."

"I'm sorry," he whispered sensually.

"O, you dirty old man. What…are you trying to do more research for…school? Can't you wait for our date tomorrow." But Mehree's actions did reflect her words. Brandishing a hungry smile, she brought a hand up between Steve's legs. Then she grabbed his butt, while her tongue ran a long the bulge in his pants.

Steve kissed her passionately as he reached into her bra and messaged her big firm size 38 C teenage breasts! A soft moan past her lips as Mehree's right hand then unzipped him and pulled out her favorite sex toy, his nine-inch penis. They stopped kissing suddenly when, Mehree whispered huskily, "O, Steve," still stroking his shaft, "you've got such a big beautiful penis. Happy birthday!"

Mehree then got on her knees in from of him and pressed out her tongue and ran it against him. With glee in her eyes, Steve heard her whisper, "I waited so long to give you this present!"

Since Mehree and he had really, only first gotten together only three weeks before, Steve chuckled as Mehree embraced his dick with one petite hand and lowered her head. At first Mehree's tongue shyly played upon his crown, then she gave it a little kiss. He moaned as she shyly brushed his cockhead with her full, soft lips. Before he knew it, his tip was between her lips and he could feel her sucking. He felt the wetness of her saliva on his burgeoning head and the smooth sweetness of her lips dancing around him. Her lips parted wide and slid down once around his crown. Her tongue ran along his cock as her warm moist mouth welcomed him in fully as Steve put both his hands on the back of her head to help push me farther down her throat! Little by little she opened her mouth wider to let more of him, till her nose was pressed into his stomach! He felt Mehree increase the force of her sucking as her head began to bob up and down, faster and faster.

It was all Steve could do to hold in his lustful moans as she began to deep throat him and took him into throat. The letting out a soft moan and arched his back in the pleasure of the moment. 'Damn! I'm glad she likes this job,' he thought. Steve then put both his hands on the top of her head to help guide her farther down into her throat!

"That nice - Huummmm -this really makes up for me coming in today."

Mehree then tried to speak without taking him out of her mouth. Feeling the vibrations of her voice on his cock, he said. "What did you say, honey? I couldn't understand you?"

Mehree laughed, pulled back, and looked up at him, "I said, you're welcome."

Steve laughed as Mehree returned to pleasuring him. Soon, feeling the growing storm in his balls, Steve pulled his cock from her mouth and pressed it in and out between her big lovely firm titties. Mehree continued to lick at his tip as she grab his butt checks with both hands and really started to help to drive him even farther into her throat. As Mehree pleasured him, Steve grabbed her butt and started stroking between her legs. Her pussy felt hot and wet as his fingers entered her. Then they both got on the floor, twisting and bending. Steve grasped up her sweat little ass as she wrapped her legs around his head. In a 69 position, Steve licked at her pretty brunet curls, while her lips swallowed up his shaft, sucking madly, like a hungry baby would a bottle! Her hands stroked him shaft, faster and faster, getting him even more excited. In a few minutes her eyes grew into little moons as his cock jerked and his orgasm burst forth. Wantonly spraying his cum explosively into her mouth, at the same time, Hilary filled his mouth with her own juices. Knowing how it really turns him on that she likes to swallow, Mehree made sure to take most of his hot white flow in her mouth.

As each wave of chum followed, she sucked it in. Stroking his shaft to get it all, he felt her swallow several times. Really turning him on that she likes to swallow, smiling, Steve moaned out, "Hummm, my sexy little girl"

After sucking down his orgasm, the look in Mehree's eyes was beyond her years, as she joked with a knowing smile, "Well, I hope you like this present. I couldn't wait till later tonight to give it to you."


During her job interview three months ago, when he'd asked, "Okay, I've got a lot of qualified applicants for this job, so Mehree, why should I hire you?" Mehree surprised him when she'd unzipped his pants and knelt in front of him. Even though they had been friends a long time and she hadn't been surprised by how big his cock was. She still almost couldn't fit it into her mouth.

While he was a competent with computer components, Steve didn't know one algorithm from another. He had hired Mehree because she's brilliant at writing software. But beyond that, Mehree was an intelligent and funny raven-haired beauty. While she was only a college freshman, her charm, her wit, and serious nature seemed beyond her years.
Steve just didn't know how to tell her that he didn't want to get too close.

It was at times like this, Steve wasn't really sure if he'd hired her because of her ability to write robotic software or because of her good looks and a willing luscious body. Having an employee who was beautiful, sexy, and who could suck a golf ball though a garden hose was wonderful! But it was a mystery to Steve why Mehree liked in the first place. With his nose usually stuck in a book, he was a stereotypical history nerd. Never any good at small talk, he liked to keep to himself. While Steve liked to tell jokes, even he knew his sense of humor was kind of corny. An avid runner, he was in good physically shape. Steve thought his appearance rather average, if a bit rugged, which the jagged mark besides his right eye didn't help. But despite all his rough edges, Mehree made it clear that she wanted to be more than just his friend. The problem was that right now there isn't room for love in his heart right for anyone. Like being half a man, it was as if his emotions were a disassembled toy with incomprehensible instructions he couldn't make head or tails of.

While Mehree was only eighteen, at times, she some how understood he didn't want to get too close. Steve would always remember how her facial expression seemed so understanding, yet so painful at the same time, as she said. "Perhaps you're too young for me?"

Ignoring Mehree's question, he finished showing her what to do on the computer. Then Steve told her, "I've got something pressing at home to do. I'll see ya tomorrow."

"Sure…I'll see ya tomorrow." Mehree answered flatly, her face a blank mask. Not in a real hurry, he took the long way home.

Steve enjoyed driving the roads in the hilly area where he lived. Sliding around turn after turn, working up and down the five speed of my gearbox, he felt like master of a well-broken steed. Taking his Mustang to its limit, not past it, was one of the most satisfying feelings he knew. It was with no small sense of accomplishment, when, spying a turtle in my path, and with a slight jerk of the wrist, he blew past it doing 85 mph, missing it by a few inches. Steve knew the spot well. It was right by the 35 mph speed limit sign, which he usually chuckled at when traffic didn't get in his way. Just after this the road stretched into a mile long straight away, where he loved to put his foot down, and watch the telephones poles flash by. Suddenly, Steve's radar went off when he spied a voluptuous blonde standing beside a car up ahead on the roadside. Dense blue smoke was rising from the engine of a red 2005 Corvette, which Steve soon observed had California plates. The "broken down" vehicle was in front of a fancy metal fence that a local church had just recently erected to guard its borders.

Like something right out of a movie, the girl looked to be about twenty. Her arms outstretched to the raised hood, she wore a very tight short blue dress that tightly squeezed her finely sculptured voluptuous body. As a warm-blooded male, just having turned twenty-eight, Steve punched the brakes and down shifted. Pulling to the shoulder, he thought, 'Oh, what a wonderful world it is that has sexy girls in it!' then he shouted out the window, "Hi, need any help?"

She smiled back warmly, as she said. "Yeah, I sure do!" For some reason seeming very familiar to Steve. "My auto club said it would take at least two hours to get here."

Listening to her voice, noting her glowing smile, bright blue eyes, and sexy demeanor, Steve felt like steel drawn to her magnetic beauty. His bottom lip dropped slightly as he tried to take in want she said.

Shaking the car's hood, she continued. "This damn car. It's so pretty…but I should have known better than to buy a used sports car."

It didn't take Steve to long to find out what was wrong. As soon as he pulled the oil dipstick, Steve noticed it was dry. While he wanted to help her, the only thing he was able to accomplish was to ruin his shirt when he got underneath the car to check her oil pan. Noting how the warm morning had turned into a steamy afternoon, he offered, "Can I take you any where?" Noticing that she wasn't wearing a ring, Steve wished he'd instead asked her to go get a soda or go to dinner.

"Thanks," she answered. "I really appreciate it." But before he could reply, she bent down to talk to him, her large firm cleavage dangling in front of his eyes. "You've been so nice. Can I buy dinner to make up for your shirt?"

Astonished, he wanted to shout, 'Y-E-S!' Steve answered instead, "Sure, dinner sounds great! But you don't have to worry about my shirt. I'm happy to help out." Like usual when talking to pretty girls, so he said nervously, "I like a few curves in my life. But my Mom always told me to be nice to ladies, especially when she'd beat me!" Holding out my hand, swatting the air a couple times. "That's a real slapper!" He was relieved when she smiled at the dumb joke that accidentally slipped out.

"I'm Steve."

"My name is Hilary. Charmed, I'm sure." She answered, showing a blinding smile that seemed to stop his heart.

Steve shook her hand. It felt warm and soft. "Will your service take care of your car?" he asked.

She nodded her head yes. "Do you mind if we stop and I change my shirt?"

"Sure - that's fine," she answered.

Opening her door for her, Hilary got into his car. As Steve held the door for her, he saw that her dress was so short, that a little bit of her white panties was even visible! But as he tired not to stare, Steve noticed how delicate and beautiful she was, especially her legs and ankles. He bet she was a dancer.

"So…what do you do at the…Space Center?" As she spoke, her right hand rested upon Steve's upper right thigh. Her fingers were so close, his manhood burned for her touch.

"Whaa…" Steve's surprised held until he remembered the uniform shirt he was wearing. From the top of his head came, he blurted out. "Yeah, I scare kids with robots."

Noticing she didn't understand, Steve realized that it was probably a good thing that she offered to buy dinner before he 'd told her any of his jokes. He continued, "Well, actually, I run an activity where kids use robots to investigate and solve problems."

"That sounds real cool. You must be a Techie!"

"No, not really. I'm working on my Masters in history and museumology." Figuring he might be talking too much about myself, Steve asked her, "So what brings you here?"

"I was near Chicago…and decided to go for a little drive." Her hand raised up just enough to brush against the bulge in his waist. Hilary didn't seem to notice his erection throb and twitch against her fingers.

'Three hundred and fifty miles wasn't a little drive? It didn't require a Sherlock Holmes to surmise Hilary was holding something back,' he wondered. But Steve didn't press the issue, not realizing that he would discover her secret soon enough. She seemed to be waiting for him to make the next move. But living nearby, they soon pulled up the to his cabin.

There wasn't any shade and, knowing that his car would heat up quickly, he asked, "Would you like to wait in side where it's cooler while I change?" When she answered, "Yes, thanks." He wanted to shout out in his best Austin Powers impersonation, 'Yeah - Baby! Yeah!' Which is probably why Steve gave out a little smile when he stepped on his 'shag' carpet doormat as he held the door open for her. Noticing the large bulge in his shorts, Hilary gave him little innocent, yet quizzical, smile as she brushed the side of her hand against the front of his pants, even though there was plenty of room for her to get by.

In the mist of rebuilding an old log cabin, Steve could really smell the pine tree sap that was always getting into his clothes. It was such a bitch to wash out it almost made him glad the house was smaller than one he'd originally planned for. But things had changed recently.

"This is really beautiful!" Hilary's eyes were wide as she looked back and forth. "I like the cathedral ceiling and all the woodwork".

Rather proud of the results of the work he'd put into the modest 30 x 20 'great-room,' Steve appreciated that she like it as he walked besides her.

"Wow! That's nice!" she said, stopping in front of his fireplace.

"Thanks,' Steve smiled in appreciation, "it took me two days just to haul all the stone. It took another three days for me to put it up". It had been his friend Bill's idea to construct flanking staircases, instead of just one he'd planned for. Steve could hardly walk past it without remembering Bill suggestion. 'Budgeting the luxuries first, makes life worth living.' Steve was now sure he'd been right when he saw that she liked it.

Pointing to one of Mehree's younger pictures on the mantle, Hilary asked, "Is that your daughter? She's pretty."

"No…Mehree's my the daughter of my…friend Bill. He's…passed away." My eyes turned sad for a moment, until I refocused to the present. "Would you like a beer?"

"Thanks, I sure could use one."

Her next question surprised me even more. "Is that a 'Cap and Ball' revolver over your fire place?"

Impressed by her surprising knowledge of firearms, his infatuation blossomed. '…Beautiful and smart! What should we name the children?' He thought. "Sure, it's a Walker Colt pistol. I'm helping to design a museum exhibit about US. Calvary guns. Next to it is my 1911 Colt .45 automatic. They both really work."

"Do you hunt?"

"I used to."

"Shouldn't they be on exhibit some where like the Smithsonian?"

"They are!" Steve answered with what he'd hoped was a disarming smile.

"I'll just be a sec." Steve left her in front of the picture window that was the cabin's eastern wall. He'd built his home here mainly because of the hill top view of the Meramec River valley. When Steve returned with two bottles, Hilary was still standing there looking out.

She thanked him with a smile more picturesque than the broad river valley below. After taking a sip, she said. "Wow, that's a nice view!"

"Yea, this is a nice…peaceful spot."

"Do you get television here?" She asked, noticing that He didn't have one in my living room.

"Yes…upstairs in the bedroom. But down here I just like to listen to the radio. I don't like how TV ties you to its screen. I like the freedom of the radio.

"I really like it here." She said, smiling, thinking a moment before asking, "Do you mind if we stay here for dinner?"

'Y-E-S!' Steve's mind wanted to shout out. 'A quiet dinner…alone…sounded great.' Besides for the view, another benefit of living in the country, was having his own personal shooting range. This afternoon, he'd planned on working on comparing analysis report on the U.S. Calvary use of the Walker Colt, Colt 1911 verses the Berretta 9 mm. While his findings were due soon, figuring he'd work on it later, Steve answered, "Sure - I know a Mom and Pop near by that delivers. Do you like pasta, pizza, or both?"

"Sounds great, but I'm not a big eater. Please just get me a Spring Mix salad with vinaigrette dressing and I'll eat a little of yours."

Using his country down on the farm voice, Steve responded, "I don't know if I can get that here in the fall?" Hilary looked at him inquisitively for a moment then she look crossed eyed at him before returning his smiled. Her smile was adorable.

"Before we eat can I use your phone, or better yet, e-mail my sister where I am?" she asked.

"Sure, you e-mail her while I change? Then I'll order dinner and show you around the place."

"Okay, but can I use your bathroom first?"

"Right this way, my lady."

Steve had planned on stopping at the bathroom door, but that was before he noticed the pile of dirty work clothes on the bathroom floor. He quickly darted in and throwing them in the hamper. Then he spun, starting back out and ran right into her. Steve had to grab hold of her waist to keep from knocking her down. Hilary didn't seem very surprised that he held her longer than needed to keep her falling. With his finger resting upon her butt and her side right just below her breast, Steve continued to hold her.

Steve's heart seemed to stop as he squeezed her firm butt. Then he brought his right arm up and filled his hand with her full round breast! Then Hilary stood up on her toes and briefly brushed her luscious red lips against his. Still holding her, Hilary seemed to melt in his arms when he squeezed her nipple.

Still holding Hilary in his arms, Steve wanted to kiss her, but she was so alarmingly attractive. Time seemed to stop, as he froze, unable to deal with the passion boiling inside of his loins. Hilary looked into his eyes like she was expecting something. But she looked surprised when Steve didn't try anything. Embarrassed, he retreated sweating. Regretting not being able to even smile in a measure of how empty my heart had become.
Hilary continued to smile at him as she close the bathroom door.

After Hilary finished using the bathroom, Steve showered, shaved. Regretting his earlier shyness, wearing only a towel, he went to see if Hilary was able to use his computer. It seemed to him like I'd never have a better chance to have her. When he walked up besides her, the towel draped from his large erection like a flagpole. He could tell from the way she licked her lips and her lustful stare, that he gave her trill.

"Steve is that real?" Hilary exclaimed.

"Hummm, why don't you feel it to make sure?" Steve offered, cocking his face to one side, giving her a half smile.

Hilary chunked as she flashing him her famous sweet smile. Then she wrapped her fingers into the cotton fabric of his towel and pulled. His manhood released from its covering, it popped up and almost smacked into her stomach. Hilary then took his cock in both in hands. Feeling up his shaft, she squeezed and stroking him from his tip to his balls.

"Damn Steve… that's the biggest penis I've every seen!" Hilary said, as she lowered her luscious red lips.

Steve loved at as she licked up the telltale drop of fluid from his tip. A shiver racked him as she dragged her tongue around his manhood, her hands moving up and down his shaft. Then Hilary opened up her mouth and wrapped her lips around his aroused shaft. The tremors that racked his body were almost brutal as she grabbed hold of his balls and threw her mouth on his cock.

Steve had hoped for something outrageous. After all, he had heard the legends of Hollywood depravity. But he was not quite prepared for 'sweet little' Hilary Duff's voracious plummet on his sexual organ with hardly even a courteous and friendly word of preparation. He froze, unable to move, unable to think again. Steve was excited in a way he had never been before but part of it was because this girl servicing him had been the object of many of his earlier adolescent dreams.

Running his fingers through her hair, he shouted, "Oh, Hilary - oh sweet mercy!" But after less than a minute, to Steve's horror, his cock quickly started jerking and prematurely filled her mouth with sperm!

Even though Hilary seemed to happily suck it all down, embarrassed about cumming so fast, Steve got up and excused myself. After he dressed, Steve finished showing her around. Not having a lot of possessions, besides his Library of about thousand books, it didn't take long. But noticing the balmy sun was starting to go down and it was finally starting to cool off, he asked, "Would you like me to show you my hill?"

"Sure, I would love it!" Hilary answered.

There's an old wire fence that crosses Steve's six acres. Because the trail to the top of the hill crossing the fence, to get over, Hilary put both her hands on his shoulders. As he lifted Hilary the top of the fence, her cleavage rubbed against his face! While he held her waist for a moment too long, Steve wanted to fuck her right then and there. But when he didn't, she looked down at him, curious at his hesitation.

His whole life, Steve had been afraid of heights. As a boy, trying to face his fear, he even climb a high-tension tower near his house. Moving deliberately, he climbed slowly one hand or foot at a time. After more than a dozen attempts he'd finally been able to open his eyes and look down. Facing Hilary felt like…he was hoping up and down on one foot, at the very top of that tower. But Steve knew he had to take another step. To be so close to Hilary was like a dagger in his heart, threatening pain, but in an instant it turned tender and warm as he took her hand and held it. Then as they walked up the hill, Hilary's questioning look changed. Smiling, she gave him an alluring gaze. He hoped this was a promise of more to come. It wasn't bravery didn't make him act. It was the over riding fear of losing the chance to kiss her. While he was still sweating, Steve gave a sigh of relief. As he returned her smile, he wished there were a tower he could climb to put aside other things...

Steve continued to hold her hand as they climbed the old rocky path. The going a little treacherous, their steps slowed, as he matched his to Hilary'. While they walked he let slip another joke. "If I, a man, were to say something here in the forest, and you, a women, weren't here to hear it, would I still be wrong?"

Hilary was briefly silent, until she said. "Perhaps a tree should fall on you to test that?" She laughed as the path opened up to a small knoll. Steve liked her laugh.

At the top of the hill, the view really took on all its grandeur. The forested hills surrounding the river valley were a patchwork canvas of interwoven colors that extended into distance and seemingly into time. 'I'm sure people have been coming here for centuries,' Steve thought. He'd had always hoped to build a home at a place like this. Just as he'd always thought a complete man was a man of action, a man of imagination, and a man capable of love. School and his work at the Space Center seemed to provide only half of what he needed to fulfill himself. But he was at lost to know what the other half was. He had thought it had to find a good woman and raising a family, but that all seemed very difficult to dream about now.

Below, the river flowed past old Cedar Mill. For over 77 years people had brought their harvests there. Steve had often wondered about all the history that happened there. While the mill had been out of operation for over 50 years, water still cascaded over the remains of its stone retaining wall. The pool created above the mill was his favorite local fishing spot. Because it had been too difficult to build a road all the way to the top, otherwise he would have built his cabin right here. But the first thing Steve did when he bought the six-acre hill was to put a wood bench here. Up here, he loved to sit and let his mind wander, or just read. The view always seemed to inspire him.

Noticing the focus of his gaze, Hilary looked down at it for a moment. Then she said, "You're not going to tell me any 'Dam' jokes are you?"

Caught off guard, he didn't know what to say. Until Hilary squeezed his hand, as her smile lingered around her mouth and eyes, she asked. "Don't you think my joke holds water?"

"I deserved that didn't I? With work and writing my books, I lead kind of a monkish life. It shows doesn't it?"

"Yeah, but… its ok. Guys who are too rehearsed turn me off. I like your sense of humor, you're definitely not too practiced," she said.

Steve only smile back, his silence expressing his growing comfort at being close to her. Then as they listened to sounds of a large red tail hawk soaring above them, both were silent for a minute.

"I've been needing this," she said, finally breaking the claim.

Steve turned to look at her, "What? The hot day, your car breaking down, or my silly jokes?"

"All of the above. Perhaps, not having to pretend to be someone else. I'm really glad you stopped."

Pointing to the wooden bench, he said. "It going to be a beautiful sunset. Why don't we stay and watch? Here take a seat with me."

They sat there as the brilliant colors faded and made way for a dark purple night sky. Content in the simple bliss of sitting next to her, he watched the first twinkling diamonds and a harvest Moon rise in the velvet-black sky. Steve watched Hilary's deep blue eyes light up as the Milky Way began to blaze before them.

"You're a city girl aren't you?" He asked, despite being afraid to inquire where she lived because it might some how pull her away from him sooner.

"How'd you guess that?"

"I could see the wonder in your eyes. City people are always surprised by the country night sky. I like to sit here all the time and look at the stars. It's fun to image other planets. I wonder if there are any like ours. Perhaps there's even a Federation of Planets trying to bring peace to the Galaxy?"

Soon Steve noticed a brilliant star that dominated the southern horizon. He recalled the new space plane, the Robert Goddard, was docked there right now unloading materials. Some of Goddard's cargo was for the first manned mission to Mars next year, but some of it was classified. Turning his head, pointing his right index finger over his left shoulder and asked. "Do you see the bright star over there to the right of the moon? That's our future."

"What," confused, sliding up against him, "is that Venus?"

"It's the International Space Station."

"Oh, you sound like my sister Juliet. But sitting here, I can see why she loves astronomy. I just didn't know the stars could be so beautiful!"

The stars were a sight, but as he watched them with her, the beauty in Hilary's voice struck him.

"Your sister sounds like she's pretty nice…" he paused, "almost as nice as you are." She gave him a crooked little smile as they fell quiet, continuing to watch the sky. The silence was only broken by the sound of distant thunder. The trees behind them blocked their view of the approaching storm. Then as the lights of a distant town appeared out of the deepening darkness, Steve noticed their shadows had drawn together. They were 'one' before the moon. Just then Hilary said, "Notice our shadow?"

"Yeah."

"It's romantic here." Hilary said, as he put her left arm around his shoulder. Then she hugged him. When he returned it, Steve felt as if their 'spirits' seemed to touch as they embraced, coming together in a touch he wouldn't forget. While they held each other, Hilary placed her head upon his shoulder. Her hair smelled wonderful as her right hand reached down to Steve upper left thigh.

Considering one of Steve's favorite movie characters is George Bailey, he somehow expected to hear a train whistle blow in the distance as Hilary's thumb rose up and rubbed along his zipper. But instead, Steve felt emotions which he hadn't felt for a long time. The moonlight did not rob Hilary's face of an atom of its beauty. As Hilary actually seemed to glow, Steve wondered, 'If Paris looked upon Helen the same way."

"You're so lovely." He pointed to the right, and said. "Venus is…right there." Then he turned to look into her eyes and said, "and right here."

"Don't you want to kiss me?" Hilary whispered sensually.

Her invitation was a joyous surprise and at that moment what ever was damning up his emotions burst. Nodding his head, Steve tingling in excitement as he kissed her.

At the same time, Dora reached into his shorts and grasped him. She stroked him while their lips pressed tightly together. Then Dora bent down and brushed her lips against his cockhead. Dora's head lowered further as her tongue lustfully probed and licked around his crown as he happily moaned out. This time, Steve knew he would last longer. And almost immediately, cock crazed Hilary had his cock between her warm welcoming lips.
He could feel Hilary again sucking madly as her tongue seemed to dance upon his shaft. Pressing her gums around his engorged cock, he felt her mouth stretching around him. Steve seemed to lose control as the world around them reduced to just this moment. Soon, her head was bobbing up and down five or six inches worth of his cock

Then Hilary pulled off Steve's shorts. Her fingers ran over his butt as she pulled him deeper into her mouth. He started fondling her breasts and nipples, needing her firm flesh. His hands then moved down and caress her little ass while she continued to feast upon his cock. Next, Hilary pulled off her panties, offering too tempting of a target, that Steve's mouth couldn't resist. He rolled Hilary over and wrapped her legs around his head as he pressed his tongue into her steamy pussy. While he ate her out lustfully and she covered his face with her juices, his cock drove deeper into her throat. As she sucked harder and harder, Hilary's lips and tongue seemed to burn on Steve's shaft.

After about five or six minutes of heaven, Hilary had to pull off to take a breath, just as Steve began to cum. His load shot high into the air, like a fountain, landing over six feet away. The volume and intensity surprised him. Taking him back into her mouth, she swallowed down the last of cum that still could be sucked out. Their hot six-nine continued, until suddenly there was a flash, almost immediately followed by the boom of thunder. A strong gust of wind followed. He hesitated for a moment, wanting to press on. But with bad weather threatening, Steve knew he had to get her under cover, leaving his hopes for rapture behind. They gathered up their clothes and ran for the cabin.

[davesmistress]

Featuring: Hilary Duff (2006)
Story Codes: MF
CHAPTER FIVE


Back in the house, not totally sure if the afternoon had been a dream, Steve busied himself building a fire and got the table ready for dinner. Instead of the usual paper plates, he got out real dishes. In the other room checked her e-mail, Hilary suddenly excitedly shouted out. "Steve…I got the part. A big part in an Adam Lamberg movie! It's been so long. Isn't it great?"

'Doing a movie?' - It finally rattled loose, 'Hilary was Hilary Duff. As in the popular TV sitcom 'Lizzie McGuire' back in the late 1990's, when she'd been voted America's favorite teenager two years in a row.'

Now he realized how she knew about his Walker Colt. Hilary had been in the awful Disney remark of the classic western movie True Grit back in 2004. She had been utterly miscast as the resolute legendary figure of Mattie Ross, a young girl that had to stand up to desperate outlaws to avenge the death of her father. Despite looking really good in blue jeans, the movie had literally 'shot' Hilary's career in the foot.

Steve was captivated by her smile, as he tried to think about the implication of the news.
While she hadn't worked lately, Hilary was a movie star and he was a…nobody. He knew should have been happy for her, but he kept asking myself sorrowfully, 'Would I ever see her ever again?' Trying to guard his words, he asked, "Where are you going to do the filming?"

Running her right index finger through her hair, she answered, "In Russia."

"That's…great. What is the movie about?"

"It's a big historical epic, like "Titanic. My sister and I play the parts of sisters caught up in a historic epic. We'll get to really act."

"What is it called?"

"Potemkin. I've only seen part of the script. But what I've read is very good."

'Potemkin, as in the Battleship Potemkin?' Steve tried to think. 'Sergei Eisensteins 1925 film hadn't been a love story. Well, Hollywood was always screwing up the classics.'
Nodding his head, he said. "I'm glad you finally got a good role. To be honest, you're nothing like the roles you've played."

"What do you mean?" she asked. "I look pretty good in a bikini, don't I?"

He knew she was being sarcastic. 'But actually, she did look delicious in a bikini.' Unsure how to express his thoughts, Steve told her, "You're…more intelligent."

"Yeah, thanks," Hilary said, "not everybody notices. Having a brain is not what gets you ahead in Hollywood. Men are threatened by it, they don't want it and they're even afraid of it."

"Wouldn't movie people want to listen to a star like you?"

"They don't care what I think. Talk, talk, talk, doesn't she know what a mouth is for. Right. I hate pretending to be just a pretty face."

"Are you happy being a national figure?"

"So far…maybe. I've had to be dedicated and sacrificed a lot." Then see looked at him sideways, "that was a pretty good pun."

"Is that why you're not married?" As soon as Steve uttered the words, I wished I could take them back."

"Perhaps. Maybe it's only true for me, but marriage, good or bad, can tear you up and hurt your career. I wish it wasn't so, but it's better on my own."

Over a long pause, her eyes seemed to pierce his. Steve hoped he understood what she was telling him was beyond words. 'Perhaps,' he thought, 'there was a reason why she emphasized love was absent from her life.' Remembering the kiss she gave him, what Hilary had said about her mouth almost made him laugh. Steve knew he wanted her in many different ways. A part from passion, kissing her promised much. He leaned forward and their lips brushed lightly. Hilary's lips seemed to exude sexuality as the firelight bathed her form in brazen gold as he kissed her again, this time much longer.

"That was nice," Steve told her.

"Especially for a monk?" Hilary responded, with a little chuckling, her eyes lighting up.

Overwhelmed by her beauty, desired filled them. As their mouths met sensuously again he drew an uneven breath. She was so small in his arms. Hilary's slender thighs flexed as he slid down onto the couch. Sweeping his hands across the soft skin of Hilary's back, her dimples teasing his outstretched fingers. She griped him tightly, giving out a little moan. Then arching, Hilary leaned back like a pagan offering in an old silent movie. Lowering his lips, Steve feasted upon her neck. Hilary swooned in his arms as he kissed greedily.

Hilary felt her nerves dancing as she grew damp between her thighs. Smiling a mischievous grim, she worked Steve's zipper and slid a hand into his shorts. Squeezing firmly, she could feel his blood surging. Driven to look, she tore her gaze from his eyes and stared.

"You're so big! So thick…and so engorged. No, not fully." She chuckled as she stroked him, biting her lip as hot vibrations crashed through their bodies.

Hilary could feel him thickening still, hardening beneath her sliding fingers. His dusky satin turned even duskier as her nails scraped up his shaft. Then the smooth pads of her fingers ran over his blunt tip. Lowering her mouth, he chocked in joy when she captured the telltale drop of fluid from his flesh. Then a shiver racked him as she painted his manhood with her tongue, her hands moved up and down his thighs. Hilary then wrapped her lips around his aroused shaft as brutal tremors racked his body as she held him tightly around his butt.

Running his fingers through her fine blonde hair, Steve helped to push her mouth down along his shaft. He went deeper into her throat with every stroke. With a popping sound Hilary pulled off to take a breath, then she smiled and fell upon him again.

Steve wanted to roar with the power of it. Hilary's hands stroked and fondled his shaft and balls while her mouth lustfully sucked and licked. Brushing her hair back off her face, he looked into her blue eyes as the precious moment came. Soon waves of sperm exploded into her mouth! He could see her throat work as she swallowed. Then Hilary ran her tongue around her lips. "Hummm!" she moaned. Still arosed, Hilary continued sucking and licking.

"You're a witch, a devious, seductive witch." Steve exclaimed as Hilary's eyes flared, giving him a sweet feline smile. His joy spilled into the kisses he gave her.

Feeling the needed to give her pleasure, to make her sob with it. Grasping her waist, Steve easily lifter her and spread her thighs so he could devoured her. Leaning over, he placed his face between her legs and pressed out his tongue to taste her sweet juices. Her laugh of surprise faded rapidly under the pulse of desire rocketing through her as he pushed his tongue inside her womanhood, sending hard jolts of pleasure ripping up her body. Penetrated, Hilary gave out repeated soft moans as he teased her slick slit and erect clit. While both her hands pressed his head down into her. "Hummm!" she moaned again and again as he ate her out until he couldn't take it any longer, wanting his throbbing manhood in her now. He ran his hands over the smooth, creamy flesh of her taut stomach and slid a finger into her honey blonde thatch.

Hilary whimpered. "Oh, God! Fuck me! I'm so hot! I need your big cock inside of me now."

Hilary was still deleting in licking him with her tongue, but then she had to pull back again to take a breath. Just then another organism shot through her, and, feeling dizzy, she laid back down on the couch to keep her head from spinning. Letting her rested, Steve messaged her body and suckled upon her breasts. When her head cleared, she reached for his shaft and pulled me towards her waist. Hilary gripped him, feeling raw and savage.

Adrift in a storm, Steve picked her up. But then pausing for a moment, he said. "I don't have… any…protection."

"I'm on the pill, it's ok," Hilary answered. Then she cried out, "Oh, fuck me, please!"

Overwhelmed by desires and needs long locked long away, he said, "Lets go up stairs." There was no question in his voice, no hesitation.

A few moments later, they were in his room. Stoking the hairs of his chest, Hilary sensually beckoned Steve with her smile and the candid invitation of her voice. Her mischievous eyes and her well-formed body were ravishing. Their passion was wild and clenching, but at the same time tender and gentle.

First, he slowly tickled Hilary's sweetness with his tip. Then he pressed it half way in her. Trying to move it up and down, her tight pussy resisted his movements. Then he pulled it almost all the way out and ran it along the inside of slit. Feeling Hilary had another organism building, Steve pushed most of shaft in one hard push.

Steve had never felt anything so wonderful as Hilary's hot throbbing desire buffeted him. Her sensual pressure was tight and hard, building rapidly with each stroke. He gripped her hips and pushed into her deeper and deeper, climbing with her as his cock spearing her. Loving his power, the untamed way he made love to her, Hilary became unglued. He could feel her pussy yearning for his manhood. To help enflame her passions, he paused for a moment as he pulled it out. Then he brought his tip up to her wet pink lips and again rubbed it up against her steaming pussy.

"O - Fuck! That feels so good," Hilary shuddered as she spoke. Then it was Steve's turned to shake as she rolled on top of him and pushed herself down on top of him. Letting her weight pull her down, her pussy slid down around him. Tithing her pussy muscles around his cock's wide girth, Hilary started grinded up and down on his hard shaft.

Hilary continued to smile as she impaled herself upon Steve's long shaft. She rode him furiously with her hips moving in time with his. Bouncing up and down as fast as she could go, Hilary's beautiful perky tits dangling in front of his eyes. Steve grasped up both of them, and took turns sucking her nipples. Hilary's pussy was slick and tight as her inner muscles clenched around him like an oiled fist. Her cunt clamping so hard it almost hurt. With one of his hands latching on to her ass and the other squeezing her left breast, Steve enjoyed it immensely.

"Your so…beautiful." Steve told her, as she felt his balls and back tense just as he shot his milky load deep into her hot wonderful pussy.

Hilary moaned with the delight of her own organism as he removed his dick out and bent down to lick her out her pussy. Then with his mouth full of cum and Hilary's own juices, she French kissed him, swallowed it all up. "Hummm, vanilla!" She said, as they both laughed.

"Jeeezzus, what a fucken orgasm!" Steve shouted out. While he had only known Hilary for a few hours, he had never cum so much in his life! He marveled at her limp body with her innocent face, her lovely breasts, her flat stomach, her slim hips, her yearling-like legs, and her tight juicy pussy. It was so exciting to be actually fucking the star of the television show Lizzie McGuire and a dozen movies, a girl that men across the planet desired.

Wanting to fuck her in every position that he knew, Steve pushed deeper into her sexy young body. Hilary grasped on to his gyrating hips, moaning, "Ohhh, oooh that's so good."

Following her next organism, Steve switched her to a reverse cowgirl, and then she cummed again when he banged her in sledge hammered! He then put a pillow on the floor, laid her back on it, and lifted her legs up over his shoulders. She grasped as he entered her and began to pound her pussy with all his might.

"Fuck me hard!" Hilary begged. "Fuck me faster!" she next demanded, as he thrusted his throbbing cock again and again into her teenage body.

Steve shivered all over with delight as he moved around, away from Hilary's pussy, and around to her back! Having loved her curvy little ass ever since she was a young girl on television, Hilary could see him looking at her butt as he said. "You've got such a great ass. I bet it's nice and tight!"

He ran several of his fingers around in her pussy and, bringing his hand around, he pushed them into to her ass lubing up her hole. Steve then pushed her legs apart and brought his cock up to her butt. He then took hold of her checks with both of his hands, and pulled her open.

"I'm going to give your ass the attention it deserves now." He told her.

"O, Yes! Please! Fuck my ass!"

She hadn't been sure what to expect, as she felt Steve press his tip into her. He got even more excited. Hilary groaned as the sides of her 'bottom' resisted, but as he worked, she relaxed some, and he pushed about half my cock into her. It actually hurt a little as he pulled part of it out. Then bedding his arms down to get a better grip on the bed. He slowly started ramming in and out of her. He could sense she ready to ask him to stop, but our excitement over ruled her pain.

Steve then moved his left hand up to Hilary's breasts, trying to couple both of them, as he renewed humping her. But now, since she was stretching out a little, he could drive his whole shaft in and out of her, faster and faster. As Steve kept at her, he moved my right hand down to her pussy and start running three fingers in and out in, timing his thrusts with their humping. Soon he felt another explosion built up in her. She yelled out, "O - Steven!" as another organism griped her. Then all of a sudden, she felt his body shuddered, as cum shot into her and ran down her legs.

Soon she felt him pull out. "I want your pussy again," he said as Steve turned around and laid her back on the couch. His cock was shinning with a soft luster. But before he could get at her pussy, wanting to taste me again, she raised her head, took his cock in her hands, and pushed her lips most of the way down his shaft!

It was great. She sucked hard and long. At the same time squeezing his balls with her left hand. Steve put his hands on her head again and helped her slide my cock all the way into her throat.

This time she was able to swallow most of him up! "You little sex-machine you!" He kidded her. When I withdrew, warm and wet, Steve burned for more. Soon he could feel the engulfing wave of Hilary's passion breaking with his as they surged together in delight. Then she shattered beautifully in Steve's arms, her tender moans of completion budding with his own as spasms of ecstasy sapped their strength. Burning for more of her, Hilary flexed to the beat of his desire, her flawless form was smooth and supple to his touch.

In a dream-like haze they continued, growing even deeper, transfixing upon the other's pleasure. Both of them submitting, both of them guiding, their private tempest heightening even more. Together they became special, greater than before. On this night it felt like they were born to each other. But wrapped in passion, Steve had forgot Mehree was supposed to come for a late dinner. His surprise was complete when, having parked at the beginning of my long rough driveway, Mehree walked quietly up in the dark to his cabin.

[davesmistress]

Featuring: Hilary Duff, Mehree Cole
Story Codes: MF, MFF, and Mf

CHAPTER SIX

Tonight as Mehree walked up the hill, she expected a wild time. After finding the front door unlock, she'd quietly walked into the house. But when Mehree discovered Steve with a strange woman, she got a lot more than she bargained for. With her lower lip resting upon her chest, Mehree felt…perhaps betrayed…and hurt. For a moment, she wanted to angrily hit Steve with something small…like a bus. But any negative feelings Mehree had were soon over rode by the desire to see him happy. Realizing that she didn't want to surprise Steve and his 'friend', with a heavy heart, Mehree sneaked back outside and rang the doorbell.

When Steve opened the door, Mehree shouted out, "Hi Steve, I forgot my key." She made a joke, trying to cover up her the pain in her chest.

Steve hugged her as his eyes bugged out. But looking past him, Mehree's own shock was compounded. Unable to contain her surprise, she shuddered out, "Hilary…Hilary Duff? How…?"

Mehree entered the room the door, dressed in a pair of cotton gum shorts and a small bikini top. Hilary immediately noticed that her tits were firm and stood upright in her top.

"Come in out of the heat honey," Hilary said with a seductive voice.

Speechless, Mehree took in Hilary lovely body as she did of hers. Up close, Mehree could really appreciated how big and round Hilary's tits had become since she was in Lizzie McGuire. Breaking her trance, she shook her head as she wondered. 'How on Earth was Steve able to bed a baby like Hilary Duff?' Too nervous to ask, Mehree decided on ply them with strong…very strong liquor first.

It wasn't long after Mehree had served them that Hilary, Steve, and Mehree cuddled up intimately on the couch. After giving Mehree a winking, Hilary soon began touching him up. Then holding him through the fabric of his shorts, she started jacking Steve off right in front of Mehree! They all kept talking as he got bigger and bigger. But Mehree knew that Hilary was watching her and it excited her. Mehree could feel a slight wetness beginning in her pussy.

But while Hilary gave him head, it surprised him that he thought about Mehree and their fondest memories together.





While he had known Mehree for years, it was their recent trip to Washington D.C. that had changed everything. With big dreaming brown eyes, Mehree had a cute dewy look, which Steve found very sexy. Her head capped by luscious brown hair, she always seemed to have a smile of her pretty face. Developed at an early age, her large breasts were pointed and firm, yet nicely silky soft to the touch. Smooth and tanned flawlessly, her legs seemed to go on forever, all the way up to her sweet little curvy ass.

Mehree's father, Bill, had been Steve's best friend since he'd joined the cavalry in 2002. Taking Bill's death very hard, they both shared in his lost and became very close. Steve tried to help her out anyway he could. But now with high school over and Mehree a college freshman, things were changing. When her father was alive, Bill and Mehree would often visit him. Often Bill and Steve would stay up late into the night. Whilst Mehree was little, she often would fall a sleep in front of the television playing games. Many times, Steve acted the part of uncle and tucked her in.

Mehree always acted as if she'd become a ton of bricks when Steve put her in bed. She'd always wanted him to take her shoes and socks off. Mehree would then put her arms up and he'd take her shirt off. Usually already laying down, she'd raise her up hips and Steve would unzip her pants and pull them off. Instead of a nighty, Mehree always wanted to sleep in his shirt. A clean shirt wouldn't do of course. It just had to be the one Steve I was wearing. He didn't mind. Dressed in just her little panties, Mehree liked running her fingers through his chest hair and playing with nipples as she took it off him.

As she blossomed into a stunning teenager, Mehree liked to snuggle with Steve watching television until she fell asleep. Mehree's brunette hair was now thick and long, flowing over her shoulders going most of the way down her back. In front, her promising bobs were beginning to really sprout out. Usually sitting in his lap, Steve couldn't help but notice how Mehree's tiny waist gave way to sexy flaring hips and a perfect pair of jutting buns. And she always liked to bounce them up and down or slid them around on his penis. He didn't want to call attention to it, but Mehree was somehow obliviously to her effects of his nine-inch penis rubbing between her butt cheeks, between her legs, and even against her panties. So, while he kept it secret that I knew she had a schoolgirl crush on him, it was kind of flattering and sweet. But he kept his own fondness for her to himself.

Once, when Mehree was still only twelve, she'd fell a sleep nuzzled deep into the crook of Steve's arm. Later, in the middle of the night, he woke to discover that she had rearranged herself as he slept. Her head was now in his lap and…the side of her face was resting right on top of his shaft. But Mehree's mouth was right against the mushroom-shaped cockhead of his erection, which had pushed up and almost out of the pant leg of his shorts! Actually he already could see the very tip of his penis sticking out, where it rubbed up against Mehree's very soft full lips.

Steve just laid there quietly, pretending to be a sleep, haunted by her taboo form, and held captive by her full luscious lips. Knowing that this was wrong, Steve was unable to resist the beautiful girl lying next to him, when Mehree began licking his wide tip. He was so stunned, he sat there, hardly able to breath. Finding himself almost wishing that he hadn't woken up, all his thoughts were lost in a fantasy, as he imagined it, which began with Mehree deep throating his big hard cock. Not making a sound, Steve felt his erection continued to grow and grow. Then almost as if it were a natural reaction in her sleep, Mehree's head moved and his big purple cockhead slipped between her soft wet lips. Steve felt himself trembling all over.

The look on his amazed face told it all. He didn't know how many times had he fantasized about her full sexy lips wrapped around his big hard cock as Mehree began slowly, lovingly licking the wide head and working up and down his long thick shaft.

Moving her lips down even farther, she sucked ever so lightly. Mehree could feel the pre-cum start to leak out of the top and savored his flavor as she drank the squishy substance down. Before he could respond, Steve thought he could hear Mehree moaning out approvingly, as she tasted the pre cum that began to ooze from the tip of the hard purple crown. "MMMM, MMMMM, MMMMMM GOOD!" With difficulty, she slid the first 5 inches of his thick rod to the back of her throat, only pausing now and then to suck lustfully.

Her warm saliva ran down the sides of his cock and over his balls as she slurped away. Steven could sensed that he could have cum right then, but he tried to fight the urge so that he could make this last as long as possible.

Mehree then took the head out of her mouth and licked her way up and down his wrist thick shaft, pausing occasionally to mouth his heavy sperm filled balls. She seemed to enjoy the texture of his massive shaft of flesh and blood. The feel of her tongue on his thick protruding veins felt so wonderful. Mehree then took him back into her mouth and started to slowly bob her head, taking in Steve's incredible staff deeper and deeper. She started to bob up and down, faster and faster.

Steve pushed the hair away from her face so he could watch this insatiable little nymph sucked and deep throat most of his massive cock. Mehree began to squeeze his balls with one hand while jerking his rod with the other, following her lip strokes with my tight hand motions. This was just too much for him and he began to moan in anticipation of a great release. But finally realizing the awful honor of the situation, he carefully pulled out of her and got to his room as fast he could, hoping he wouldn't cum before getting there.




Later, when Mehree was a senor in high school, she and her friend, an eighteen-year old named Sally, really got into sculptor, and kept asking Steve to pose for them. When he finally agreed, Mehree surprised when, wheedling a board hungry grin, she started undoing his belt. He started to leave when…

"O-come on Steve." Mehree insisted. "Remember, we've…I've seen you naked before."

Steve knew she was referring to the following year, when he was still married and Mehree had secretively watched his former wife suck his cock. After Susan fell to sleep, Steve received the surprise of her life. Thirteen-year-old, Mehree almost startled him out of his skin when she walked up. With a cute little smile, she asked. "Does it taste good Steve?"

His face pale in shock, silence was Steve only response for a long moment. Then pointing to the door, he said, "Honey, you've got to wait until you're older."

Sitting on the side of the bed, his hard-on stuck out in front of Mehree. Steve was going to cover myself, but the little nymph was too fast for him. Grabbing his cum-covered shaft, Mehree started running her fingers along his cock. As she gave him head, Mehree exclaimed using a little girl voice, "You've got such a nice big piece of meat there…big boy!" she giggled as said the last two words.

Steve saw a little crook of a smile growing on Mehree face as she got on her knees in front of him. With their eyes locked together, she wantonly rubbed her full red lips up against his erection as she played with his nuts. Then in one fast quick motion, she stretched her mouth around his cockhead, just as she had seen his wife do earlier! He thought her mouth appeared so small and his cock looked so large as Mehree gave his tip several licks. Then she slurped it up his pre-cumm, making approving 'Mmmm' noises.

Then she shouted out. "Hummm! Damn Steve…you're so big already!" After she spoke, Steve's cock seemed to have a mind of its own as it was swallowed up by Mehree's steamy mouth.

Steve shuddered when he felt her began to suck. As Susan had, Mehree started stroking his shaft into her mouth. Steve knew there was no way he was going to be able to hold out much longer. Mehree kept stroking his erection and sucking on his knob as his knees weakened and his balls began to throb. Soon the sight of his cock disappearing completely into her mouth and filling her throat was too much for him. He stayed frozen as Mehree sucked his dick for several minutes. Then Mehree's young face held a look of miss belief when Steve suddenly filled her throat with cum.

Steve gleefully watched her get one good swallow of his cum before she had to pull off to breathe. But as his orgasm continued to erupted. Cum spraying like a fountain, as wave after wave of hot steaming sperm spasmed out, hosing down Mehree's sweet teenage face.

It felt incredible, but it was a real mess too! Cum got into Mehree's hair, on her face and even ran down her neck. As he had cummed, Steve smiled and moaned as he arched his head and back. Still hard, Mehree took him back into her mouth and kept on sucking his dick. Really enjoying her hot little tongue, Steve took hold of her head and started humping his cock into her small steamy mouth.

In about ten minutes, Steve's next wave of cum spurted out. This time, and again just as Susan had done, Mehree pulled her mouth back to his tip, and held out her tongue like a platter. Steve could only watch as she stroked his shaft to pump out his entire load of cum, making little slurping noises as she licked and swallowed up his cum. She did a wonderful job of not gagging on all his thick creamy love juice that he pumped into her hot young mouth. Only when the skin of Steve's dick was beginning to fell raw, did he regain his senses.

Steve pointed to the door again, Mehree had left slowly as her eyes feasted upon the view. Afterwards, neither one of them had ever talked about this. And She made sure to keep at a safe distance.

This was the last time she had visited before the terrible mission to Asia and the death of her father. While he still lived close be, it wasn't until Mehree was eighteen, during their trip to Washington, D.C., that Steve let himself be along with Mehree. Refocusing upon his memory of 'sculpturing', Steve remembered how persist Mehree had been.



"Steve." Mehree insisted, still trying to convince him to pose for her. "Come on, I won't try anything…this time. "

He resisted, but after a lot of pleas and puffy lips, Mehree overcame Steve's reservations about posing nude. But still nervous, when undressing in the bathroom, he'd left on his briefs. But continuing to keep after him, Mehree shook her finger at him, as she said. "Because we're doing Michel Angelo's David, we have to have nude model. Come on Steve. Lets see it!"

Steve red face and his growing erection were enough of an answer for Sally. So she walked right up next to him. Then wrapping her thumb around his waist band, Sally lightly tugged at it, as she said, "Don't be so embarrassed, we're artists. We don't expect sex…not on the first day, anyway." She seemed to positively beam at him, or more correctly at his waist.

Then using her thumb and forefinger, she stretched out the elastic band of his briefs and took a peck at his cock, now not so well hidden. Sally let it snapped back with a loud sound, as she said. "It does look like you're really…built."

To further mortify him, she pulled his briefs down with a hard jerk and his erection popped out. Sally continued to beam as she starred at his tool. Then she put her hand on it and noting how her fingers could barely wrapped all the way around Steve wide shaft.
But after seeing Mehree's disapproving gaze, with a wave of his hand, Steve shoed Sally back to her artistry. It turned out, that posing was a lot of fun. Mehree had even told him, "You'd really looked like the statue of David if you changed your, and of course, your bigger!"

But then during his break, it got a little awkward when the girls snickered amongst themselves. A very pretty and temping girl, Sally kept licking her lips and smiling at him.

Steve knew Sally and Mehree were just playing with his head, but invariably their teasing gave him an erection, which is what they wanted. Mehree had seemed very disappointed that he wouldn't let them touch his cock. Steve was relieved that neither girl had asked to suck on it. But when Mehree left to go get lunch and left him and Sally alone, she got out her ruler. As she measured him, she playfully ran her finger along his length. Sally then wrapped the fingers of her right hand around his shaft and started stroking him.

"Stop that you little temptress," Steve whispered, trying to resist her charms.

But not listening, Sally immediately bent forward and started licking his cock. Steve tired to get away by jumped up. But instead of escaping, he drove his cock right up into her mouth. Steve then shuddered as her lips pushed down his shaft. A moan escaped his lips as Sally started sucking upon his hard mushroom-shaped cockhead.

Relenting to his passions, Steve told her. "O, Sally, you little slut. Keep those sexy lips of yours around my big cock and suck till my balls turn blue!"

"MMMMM, MMMM, MMMMM good!" Sally mumbled approvingly, tasting his pre cum that began to ooze from the tip of his purple crown. Savoring his flavor, she drank the squishy substance down. Her warm saliva ran down the sides of Steve's cock and over his balls as she slurped away as, with difficulty, the first five or six inches of his thick rod slid to the back of her throat. Really going at, Sally paused only to suck lustfully.

Sally seemed to love the texture of Steve's massive column of flesh and blood. The thick protruding veins felt so wonderful on her loving tongue as she slowly paid homage to his cock. She started to bob her head up and down, faster and faster, while as the same time, taking in Steve's incredible staff cock deeper and deeper.

Sally pulled up, still holding of his cock firmly, she said in a sexy demanding manner. "Do you want to fuck me Steve?"

"Yeah, I really do." Steve said shaking.

Sally was in essence, beautiful. Steve thought to himself, whatever boy gets her will be very lucky indeed. He couldn't take he's eyes off Sally's body. Sally began to remove her stockings and eventually stood there in just her bra and panties as she told him. "Then you have to do something for me" Sally said after planting a long wet kiss on his lips.

"Anything you want." Steve said, running his hand over her tits.

Sally looked into his eyes and said, "Treat me like a slut, humiliate me, make me do anything you want, and I mean anything YOU want. Pull my hair, tie me up but make sure you treat me like your own personal whore."

Steve looked a bit shocked, but then a smile came across his face as he reached out for her and she came to him. He kissed her and then grabbed her by the hair, pulling it back along with her head. He looked at her and said, "Suck my cock, you fucking slut."

"Make me," Sally said defiantly. With that he slapped her across the face, not too hard but hard enough.

"Is that the best you can do? If you want your cock sucked then make me suck it," she said.

Starting to enjoy this game, Steve grabbed her and pushed Sally to her knees. He grabbed her hair hard and when she began to moan he pushed his cock into her mouth. Needed no second invitation, Sally immediately sucked the rock hard meat into her mouth, "That's it you bitch, suck that dick." Steve said, now he was beginning to feel the power that Sally had allowed him to have.

All of a sudden Steve saw a figure near the curtain covering the window to the lounge room where all the action was taking place. His heart went to her mouth, until he realized that the figure was that of a female. He couldn't make out whom it was but it was turning her on even further to know he was being watched.

Steve decided to play the action up even further, hoping to entice the voyeur into the open so he could identify who was spying on them. With his cock still in Sally's mouth, he looked down at her and said in a voice loud enough so his audience could hear. "Suck big dick or I'll spank you."

Steven then arranged the chair so the person at the window would also have a view of his exhibition he was putting on. Sally began to moan instantly as he continued to ram his cock into her mouth, while the strange watching his performance.

Pulling off for a breath, Sally glared up at him. "Come on Steve. Talk to me. Tell me what I want to hear.

"Do you like what I'm doing," he asked, "you little slut? Do you like sucking my friggen dick? Ohhh! Ohhh! Don't you love me sticking my cock down into your hot wet throat?

Real getting into this with all his might, he moved closer and whispering in Sally's ear that she was the dirtiest slut he had ever seen and he wanted to fuck her in the mouth, cunt and asshole.

Suddenly he recognized that is was Mehree who'd been watching them. Steve knew that she wouldn't be able to hear what she was saying. But he wanted Mehree to hear so she yelled at Sally. "Scream at me. Call me what you want but yell it out at me."

"Fuck me if you want! Degrade me hard and loud!"

Really enjoying it as well, Steve knew she was turning two people on, he couldn't see, but he could imagine that Mehree was playing with her pussy whilst watching the action.

"On you knees, bitch!" Steve said as he forced Sally to the ground, "Turn your ass around so that it faces me," he demanded of his 'captive'.

Sally obliged. "Now play with yourself, while I fuck your wet pussy."

Sally began to finger her clit as Steve slid his nine-inches into her. Sally began to moan loudly and Steve seized the opportunity to give her some more of what she really liked. As he really began to fuck her, he grabbed her by the hair, reefing her head back and shouted at her, "This is what you want? Isn't that what you want…you fucking slut?"

"Yes." Sally eagerly said.

"Tell me what a slut you are, Sally." Steve demanded, his voice now becoming even more dominant.

"I'm your slut Steve. I'm your fucking cocksucking slut that wants her asshole and her cunt fucked by you. I want to feel that hot cum of yours spraying all over my face. I want you to push it all into my mouth after you have blown. I'm a whore Steve. Your fucking whore, now FUCK ME!"

Steve laughed as he let go of her hair. He pulled his cock out of her soaked pussy and told her to lick her juices off it. Sally couldn't wait. She turned around and began to lick his cock clean of her juices.

"Come on, fuck your whore Steve!" Hilary shouted. "Ohhh that's it baby. Fuck me hard, yeah hard, I want to feel it harder, fuck me. Fuck me like a slut. Pound that cock into my pussy, Steve, fuck me!"

Sally continued to scream at Steve as he continued to pump his cock into her harder and harder, enjoying the wet pussy that was on offer to him. His cock slid in and out of her tight, excited pussy.

"Come on wench! Push your fucking ass back at me." Steve yelled at her, while slapping her ass cheeks with balls and ramming his rock hard cock into her time and time again.

Sally began to feel herself building up to a huge explosion and she was ready for it. "Come on Steve, I'm ready to cum, fuck me! Oooh yeah, fuck my cunt. Yeah! Yeah! Yesssssssss, I'm cumming! Oooh fuck yes I'm cumming."

"That's it you slut, I can feel your slutty juices baby, come on let me hear it," David, said.

Sally continued to moan and scream until she collapsed to the floor exhausted, but not having cummed yet, this was her opportunity to allow Mehree to see him blow his load over her face. "You are such a good cocksucker, suck your juices off my cock, make me cum over your face bitch." He demanded.

"Here it cum's," and with that Steve took hold of his cock and aimed it right at her mouth and face. He was stroking it ferociously, "Yeah, here it is, yes take it bitch, Aahhhhhhh, Yesssssssss!" He growled at her, and with that blobs of white-hot sperm came gushing out of his cock and onto her face and hair. There was so much cum. Sally must have thought he hadn't blown his load for months by the amount of it.

"Oh yeah." He screamed again as he watched it land over her face. Then he grabbed her by the hair, and pulled her face towards his cock and said, "Lick it up slut, swallow it, I want to see you eat my cum."

Sally looked straight up at Steve and began to push the cum on her face into her mouth, slurping at her finger like little girl does with an ice cream.

Continuing to defy her young lover. Sally then got the idea and grabbed Steve by his own hair and pulled his head up to her pussy. "Now eat it you bastard," she growled at him.

Steve happily followed her instructions to the T. Soon he pulled his mouth away from the delights that he was eating, and said to Sally. "We have to be quick, Mehree will be back soon with lunch."

Knelling over Sally's pussy in the classic sixty-nine position and Steve began to lick her sweet smelling pussy again. She expertly moved her mouth all over Steve's cock and balls, encouraging him to lick all over her pussy. It wasn't long before Sally was moaning and rolling her crotch against Steve face in ecstasy. "Yes, that's it I'm cumming, I'm cumming." and with that Steve exploded in his own frenzied orgasm.

In a few minutes, looking around the room he saw that Mehree hadn't left the window, so he said to Sally, "Did you enjoy that, was it everything a little whore like you would want?"

"It was great, I've never met anyone like you before."

"I enjoyed it too." Steve said gratefully, dropping his act. "But, Sally, you must promise me that this will be our secret. But with their passion still growing, Sally giggled when Steve picked her and wrapped her legs around his waist. Reaching in between her thighs, he pushed her thong to the side and Steve impaled her. Forcefully and wantonly he rammed his cock into her. Soon he felt his cum shooting up from his balls and straight into her warm waiting vagina. The room filled with their moans as Sally valiantly took his whole big cock into her body. Soon, Sally tried not to scream out in exhilarate sexual joy as Steve filled her up with his passion. Looking up Steve noticed that Mehree was gone.

They soon had to stop, when the time approached for Mehree to come backing. Cum dribbled from Sally's pussy down her legs as Steve quickly pulled his cock from between her cunt lips. After this close call, Steve realized that posing for them had been a mistake and he never did it again. But he did go out with Sally a few times.




It was after spending a thousand-mile drive together, in a Washington D.C. hotel room on Mehree's eighteenth birthday that things changed forever. Tired out from the long drive, Mehree went to straight away while Steve had stayed up reading for an hour so. After turning off all living room lights, he went to his room looking forward to celebrating her birthday the next day. About to shut his door, when he glanced down the hall at Mehree's open door, Steve froze.

Toweling off, Mehree was standing half naked, listening to soft music playing in her room. With her back to him, Mehree's perfect young body was displayed in all its glory by the bedroom light. In the darkness he stood there, secretly watching as she gracefully swayed to her music. Toweling off her damp hair, Steve's eyes grew wide as Mehree full breasts jiggled with her movements. Immediately afterwards, the towel around her waist suddenly fell from her hips.

Mehree's tight young ass was flawless! Perfectly round, firm white cheeks were outlined by a gorgeous tan. Suddenly turning towards him, he saw her evenly tanned succulent breasts and lovely brunette-curl covered vertical smile.

Steve's mouth dropped open when Mehree cupped her breasts with one hand, fondling her nipple. Then with her other hand, she message her pussy. When she began running her fingers into herself, he felt his loins begin to boil. After watching Mehree masturbate for a few minutes, Steve quietly shut the door, smiling to myself, as he thought. 'The little girl that I used to know has definitely grown up.'


Later that night, he literally awoke to the delights of Mehree body when she joined him in his bed. After they had calmed down, Steve cradled Mehree in his arms showering her with kisses. He said, "Thank you sweetheart, what a lovely day it's been." They both drifted off to sleep, as Mehree smiling to herself as she thought, 'yes, we've had a big day.'

In the morning, after a long and passionate night, Steve was surprised even more when she said. "You know, Steve…you've got no one right now. Do you ever wish there was someone you could share your life with?"

Overcome again by the hidden wounds to his psyche, Steve remembered how he had quickly changed the subject as his thoughts returned to the present, just as Hilary asked Mehree, "So what grade are you in?"

[davesmistress]

Featuring: Hilary Duff and Mehree Cole
Story Codes: MF, MFF
CHAPTER SEVEN
THREESOME and then some


Mehree gave a queer look when Hilary Duff she was asked about what grade she was in.
But her face changed to cute little smirk, when Mehree answered her, "I'm a College Freshmen."

"That's cool. So do you have…Hummm," Steve's moaning interrupting her, "…a boy friend?"

Mehree showed a thoughtful half smile as an eyebrow cocked up at a sharp angle, before she said. "I think so. I've know him years." Mehree answered.

Suddenly it was Steve's turn to give a smirk. But Hilary halted the conversation when, in one quick motion, she pulled down his shorts. Letting his cock stand out like a totem pole, Mehree's eyes and mouth opened wide in surprise.

With the alcohol reducing his inhibitions, Steve was cool with a threesome as Hilary brought down her mouth and gave the tip of his crown a kiss. Hilary then looked at the Mehree as she said, "Hummm! Steve's so hard. I bet he wants to fuck us both?" Turning her eyes to Steve, Hilary asked, "You do don't you?"

Having a pack of condoms in her pocket, Mehree handed Steve one. Hilary smiled as he handed it to her and joyfully opened up the package with her teeth. Then she pulled out the condom, and then blew into to. Starting at his tip, Hilary pulled it down his shaft, playing with his cock and balls as she did her work. Hilary smiled warmed the room as she said, "I think that will do it."

Full of passion, Mehree helped Steve to removed Hilary's clothes as they both gave her breasts long open mouth kisses, thoroughly licking her nipples.

Hilary thought she was in heaven when Mehree reached up around her legs and rubbed her ass. Arching her back, Hilary took hold of both Steve and Mehree heads and pushed her great tasting titties further into their mouths. Steve joined in caressing her body, as they both kissed all over her body, tasting her sweat and love juices. Together they pulled off Hilary's thong, as Mehree rubbing her sweat spot while Steve ran his fingers in and out of her.

He could tell Hilary like what was being done to her. Still radiating her smile, she rolled on top of Steve and immediately impaled herself on his broad nine-inch cock. Her pussy was nice and tight and resisted sliding into her.

"Oh Hilary, you're so tight, so beautiful." Steve told her. "I've dreamed about this for so long. I really enjoy fucking you!" As Steve spoke, he pulled his cock almost all the way out and ran it along the inside of Hilary soft tender cunt lips.

It didn't take long for Hilary's first orgasm. It really excited Steve to know that men and boys…and some of the women…across the planet would kill to do what he was now doing to her. Soon afterwards, Steve picked her up and placed her on his bed. Hilary spread her legs eagerly as Mehree and Steve went for her slit.

A little while later when Steve pulled out, a very full condom dangled from his cock. It looked like he poured a pint of milk in it. Dropping it to floor, he put his cumm-covered cock into Hilary's mouth. She proceeded to lick and suck him clean. While Hilary got Steve off, Mehree grab Hilary's ass and continued to lick her pussy. In little later, with Steve's cum dripping from her mouth, Hilary held out his cock to Mehree and suggested, "Ok, it's your turn for a taste!"

"Thanks," answered Mehree, letting go of Hilary's pussy and taking hold of his manhood. "I really like to suck Steve's cock!"

"Oh, so this isn't your first time?" Hilary spoke, smiling at him. "That's cool. Steve's big enough for the both of us."

Steve tried to smile back innocently as he motioned for both of them to come to him.
But he was surprised by their onslaught. Mehree quickly shot her right hand up and grabbed up both his balls. Then she began stroking her hands up and down his cock as Hilary began licking his ass.

He saw a little crook of a smile grow on Mehree face as she brought her small mouth to his cock. She gave his tip several licks, slurping up his pre-cumm, making an approving 'Mmmm' noise. The she said, "Hummm! Damn Steve…you're so big already!"

"Yes! O, Yes!" Steve moaned as Mehree began sucking his dick. "This is nice." The pre-cum was already spilling out as his trip in wonderland continued.

"He's a horse ant he," Hilary said. Then she added, "Okay, deep throat! Don't take all day, I'm after you."

Though she wanted to, Mehree wasn't able to smile with her mouth full as Hilary brought her tits up to his mouth. Both young girls began stroking, licking and sucking on his body. Soon, Steve began moaning out, "Mmmm, Mmmm, and Mmmmm."

"Oh Shit..." Steve exclaimed, as he pressed deeper into Mehree's mouth. "I'm goanna cumm!"

"Oh, please! Hummm, come all over us!" Hilary exclaimed, while still licking his ass.

While Mehree tired to get her lips every closer to his balls, Steve moved his hands down to fondle both her breasts. They were really full firm and perky. He began suckling and kiss them, just as his organism came to a boil and seemed to explode.

"I'm cu-u-m-m-m-i-n-n-g-g!" Steve shouted, rewarding Mehree's efforts with bolts of milky white cumm. With his balls close to turning blue and his erection throbbing, he cummed so hard that orgasmic spasms of cumm exploded all over both girl's faces and into Mehree's mouth.

"Good to the last drop!" Hilary commented as Mehree used her tough to lick off Steve's dick. She squeezed her hand up and down the whole length of his shaft, from his balls to the tip, trying to milk him dry. In a minute, his balls felt empty as his dick started to slacken.

Seeing the puddle of white cumm on Mehree's breasts, Hilary leaned over and licked them off, suckling on her nipples as she went. As her breasts were sucked, Mehree continued to kiss Steve's shaft, as she ran her fingers into Hilary's pussy.

Then kneeling down, Steve turned Hilary to one side and open up her legs. With his hands wrapped around her butt, he put face between her legs and ate out her hot pussy!
Steve became excited again. He licked Hilary deeply as she returned the passion, stroking his cock as her hot tongue pleasured Mehree's pussy. Soon he could feel another organism building, so switched positions, he brought his cock up to Mehree's pussy.

Knelling on the bed and eased himself down onto her naked body. Steve parted Mehree legs and ever so gently peeled her cunt lips apart. Running his fingers up and down the folds of her tiny pussy, he could smell the unmistakable musty aroma of Mehree's hot excited vagina. First, he ran his hands cautiously over her tight wet pussy.

His anxious fingers parted her smooth labia, and Mehree moaned softly when he slipped two fingers inside her. It was obvious she was enjoying it. Fucking her reminded him of their first time just last month. They'd fuck often and frequently since then. While Mehree and Steve fucked again, Hilary had continued licking and pocking her fingers into them, adding to her passion to theirs.

After finishing, Steve padded their cute butts, as he said, "I hope you both…enjoyed that! I certainly did! That's how Mother Nature intended a man and…women to be. That is, me and many women." He gave out a low, joyful laugh.

Both Mehree and Hilary smiled innocently at back him. "Sure big boy, we'll clean your clock any time you want!" Mehree said. Hilary nodded in agreement.

"I like a man," Hilary added, "who knows what he wants…and goes for it." She smiled. Then she moved to Mehree. Grabbing up one of her breasts in each hand, Hilary took turns suckling and kissing them!

Not wanting to be left out, Steve join in. Grabbing up Hilary slender waist in his hands and bent down. Feasting upon her juicy teenage slit, Steve really enjoyed suckling and messaging every-inch of her young supple body.

Their orgy continued with Hilary bending down and caressing Mehree's stomach and shoulders! Then she opened up Mehree's legs and ate out her tight steamy pussy. Soon, Steve joined in the tasting of Mehree's sweet body! Mehree moaned again and again, covering their face with her love juices, as Hilary and Steve continued to feast!

Their lovemaking was wild and clenching, but at the same time tender and gentle. Soon he could feel the engulfing wave of Mehree's passion under them, and then breaking with theirs, they all surged together in delight. But soon, having reaching the end of their strength, after Hilary and Mehree cummed again, they finally collapsed. Smile to the end, Steve knew he was in heaven! He hoped that their lustful threesome would continue in the morning. Sleep came soon.


Like every night, unvaryingly the dream started the same way it always did. Steve was back in charge of an infantry squad of six men, escorting a convoy. On the twenty trucks he was protecting were 183 women and children. Steve's mission was to take them to the airfield at Dushanbe, where they would be evacuated. Not much more than skeletons, they were the only survivors of a Tajikistan death camp, all which were left of what had been a province of over 100,000 people. The dream never included the first 100 kilometers. It always began with the B'Kiber pass was above them and safety was only forty kilometers away, when the…shit hit the fan.

Even though he had been here many times, Steve always surprised by the beauty of the shadows cast by the setting sun upon the valley behind them. Two thousand meters above them two Mini-Predators, their only escort, flew slow circles above them. In the front passenger seat of the led vehicle, Steve relaxed his fingers on the remote flight controls of the aircraft that, because it looked like a part of the male anatomy, they been nicked named the "Little Fokker."

With the most dangerous part of the journey supposedly over, Steve's breathing was coming easier just both aircraft were blotted from the sky. From spidery brown and white clouds, flaming bits of wings and fuselage rained down in front and to the right of them. He would have thought it a pretty sight, if it hadn't been so deadly serious.

It was just then that, three kilometers behind them, a company of BMP's (BMP-3's, Russian manufactured infantry fighting vehicles) let loose a deadly cascade of 100 mm shells. Hiding in the shadows of a ravine, their old 'friends,' the Tajikistani's were laying ambush!

To reduce their thermal image, the enemy had been waiting with their engines off. In the few minutes it took for the Tajikistanis to get their engines going. The convoy ran desperately, but weighed down with humanity, they gained steadily. Because the Tajikistani's don't take prisoners, Steve's only hope was to get to the top of pass first. Falling in behind, luckily the narrow valley allowed only the leading BMP's to fire.

Again, Steve was in charge.

Again people would die because of his actions.

Again he called for help over the data link that would arrive too late.

Again his plan was simple. After the first three-man section laid the anti-tank mines, they would rejoin the convoy. He would take the other section to the top of the nearest hill and cover the minefield with their M-04 machine gun. But first, they had to win the race to the top.

Again, even though they fired smoke to interfere with the Tajikistani shooting, two trucks quickly fell behind us, burning. It sickened Steve again that they couldn't stop to check for wounded. But to stop was death.

Again, from the rear of the convoy Sergeant Bill Cole's voice came over the radio. "Lieutenant, 'those people' are going to catch us before we get to the top." Bill always had a way of understating things. "We should place our mines before its too late!"

Again, Steve answered him. "Negative on that." Having already looked over the terrain, he said. "There's too much ground to cover until we get to the top." Having an idea, he said. "Bill, throw your spare gas cans out."

"Yes, sir." He answered, "Okay, I'm for burning the bastards!"

Again, Steve threw smoke canisters to lay a little subterfuge on the road.

Again another precious cargo was lost just before they reached the summit. Delayed by burning gasoline and the fear of air attack, the Tajikistanis were still more than a 1000-meters behind them. But the top of the pass was now clearly marked by the flames of what had been the last truck in the convoy. Having to turn his eyes from a human torch rolling on the ground, Steve could still hear her screams burn into his brain. It was just like a scene from, 'Drums along the Mohawk,' during the movies climatic Indian attack.
A preacher was the only one with enough courage to put out of his misery an old man being burned-alive by the Indians. But Steve just couldn't bring himself to shoot, and thus left her to suffer.

Again Steve ordered, "Bill, deploy your anti-tank mines."

Again Steve heard his reply, "Roger, Lieutenant, we'll see you in Dushanbe. But…Steve…be careful!"

Again, Steve heard Bill's voice, "Hurry guys…we got to lay these bad boys and get the hell out of Dodge!"

Again, Steve saw the first three BMP's, with their guns blazing, charge Bill's position. He lost sight of what was happening in the BMP's explosive barrage. Then suddenly, a mine destroyed the first enemy vehicle. Then two next vehicles, seemed unwilling to try their luck, hesitated and stopped.

Again Steve shouted, "BILL, COME." But he didn't answer. "DAMMIT, BILL, COME IN!"

Again, Steve reached the top of the rise and jumping from their Hummer. He slammed their machine guns tripod stand down. While Corporal Robin Smith finished assembling the weapon he'd nicked named, "his little friend," PFC Bill Walters looked nervously down the electronic sight of his M-16 rifle and fired futility at the quickly approaching armored vehicles.

Knowing Bill was giving away their position, Steve shouted. "Cease-fire! Cease-fire! Damn it!"

In a few seconds Steve turned the machine gun on. The weapon almost seemed to point itself. He saw the lead enemy vehicle in its range finder. Setting the smart ammunition to burst at three meters, Steve punched the fire button.

Again, red bolts arched toward the enemy. While Steve knew that the 20 mm shells couldn't stop armor, but they could 'stop' any dismounted infantry from clearing land mines from the road.

Again, for a moment, Steve thought their blocking action was going to be successful. The machine gun's sight showed the effects of his fire. A dozen bodies must have been haphazardly scattered on the ground, their infrared glow spreading and fading.

Again, another enemy vehicle charged past the burning one, threatening to roll past the roadblock. Then Steve saw someone run from the burning truck that had been carrying the noncombatants. Climbing on top of the advancing BMP, the person paused then jumped. Immediately an explosion followed. But instead of running for safety, he got back on top of the burning BMP and fired its heavy machine gun back towards the enemy.

Again, observing from above, Steve sat motionless, awed by the person's wild bravery or perhaps, his utter stupidity. Steve watched until the mad man stopped shooting a few moments later when the Tajikistani return fire smashed his position. Finally shaken out of his amazement, Steve let lose a ineffectual burst of smart ammunition as more armor moved forward. Just then, below them he saw dozens of flashes were aimed at him.

"Hit the deck!" Steve screamed as the earth rose up around them. Bleeding and broken, his arms flailing around, trying dig out his men. Steve was unsuccessful, again.

"Steve." Holding him, she said, "It's me, Hilary."

"What…?" Steve said, realizing that he had been dreaming again.

Steve paused, waiting for her to ask about his dream, or even worse, to offer help. But she just continued to hold him, remaining silent. Not offering to help somehow seemed to ease his apprehensions. Surprisingly, Steve started talking.

"It happened in 2004…during the U.N. peacekeeping mission in Tajikistan." His eyes pointed to a plaque on the wall as he talked.

In the darkness it wasn't possible to see it was written in both Russian and English. Steve had lost a lot of sleep staring at it, knowing that he had to face it. While the dream only came two or three times a week now, he still woke up soaked in sweat. "But it's not," Steve continued, "something to talk to a lady about." His gaze returned to her eyes.

She suddenly laughed, "What makes you think I'm a lady?"

"You are," he asserted, "my word on that."

"Maybe," Hilary replied, "but I don't think you're a very good be a monk." Then her smile faded, "Is that where you got your scars?"

Steve nodded. "I'm better now," not telling her the whole truth. But Hilary pressed her lips and kissed the jagged mark besides my right eye. He moaned, stiffing with anxiety, and was about to pull away when… "Oh, Steve," Hilary said, "don't."

She held him. "Please don't push me away. I don't see a scar. I see courage."

Steve lips trembled, then flattened to a thin line. "I don't want you to feel sorry for me."

"Oh, silly," with a low seductive voice, she said trying to easing his apprehensions, "the last thing I feel for you is pity."

"It's…I was injured," he said, pointing to his waist. "I can't have children. I haven't been with anyone since it happened." Steve didn't tell her that I had only been with one other girl. They were going to get married. But when he got home, things didn't work out because Betty wanted kids.

Hilary's mouth fell open. Then she met his gaze. "Steve, everything seems to work just fine." Then noticing color and shape of medal and ribbons hanging from the wall plague, she asked. "Steve, you received the Congressional Medial of Honor? You could be in the movies just like…" she paused for a moment unable to remember his name, "like the guy who did all those 'B-Westerns'.

Knowing that Hilary was referring to Audie Murphy, Steve shook his head. "No, I'm not proud of what happened over there. Some of my friends didn't come back. The way I see it, the things I had to do over there aren't for buy and selling."

Hilary then kissed him again and their conversation fell away. This time, with her warm caring body next to his, it was easier to shake off dark memories. Exhausted, falling into a restful sleep, Steve wondered if he was already dreaming.



Sure that last night had been a dream, when Steve awoke to the light of early morning, he was almost afraid to open his eyes. But when saw Hilary sleeping next to him, he exhaled and smiled. Trying to let her sleep, he got and went to the bathroom downstairs.

Mehree, a very sound sleeper, was on the couch. Having spent the night with him several times, Steve knew she was almost impossible to wake up. But he also knew that Mehree had very passionate dreams. Often he would wake with her stroking or sucking on him.

Lying there she appeared to be an angle, a very sexy angle that is. Steve bent down and softly kissed her cheek to ensure she was sleeping. Then he brought his throbbing cock up against her lips and pushed his tip into her mouth. Still sleeping merrily away, Mehree's tongue lick around his shaft. Then his cock slid past her lips. Like how a hungry baby sucks on a nipple, she began sucking hard. Acting out her wet dream, Steve just stood there as she swallowed him all up. She mouth worked his cock long and hard. His balls were blue when Mehree finished.

A little later, Steve returned to his bedroom and fell back to sleep. When he later awoke, drew in a deep breath of fresh air and smiled. After turning off his alarm, he took in Hilary's soft and delicate features. The most beautiful women in the world him, she seemed very much the part of a sleeping beauty. But, what he admired most was her earlier silence during his vulnerability last night. Beyond her drive for stardom, there was strength in her. Like the ability of a desert flower to weather an endless drought until a sudden rainstorm brings it to life.

But there was something else too. Maybe it takes someone in pain to recognize another. It seemed almost like…an issue of faith. Steve knew what haunted him. After losing his faith in the future, his dreams were only of the past. Hilary's faith seemed only in her future. He wondered what haunted her? Then her eyes opened. Steve kissed her good-morning as he caressed her body. Starting with her knees, Steve kissed along her legs until he reached her pussy. Then he pressed his tongue inside of her juicy slit.

"Hummm, what a way to say good morning." Hilary told him as she grabbed up his cock and started stroking.

In the short time they'd known each other, there'd been no mention of anything beyond the moment. In the hope Hilary was waiting on him, as her tongue wrapped around his cock, Steve asked, "Hi, bright eyes, what are your plans for today?"

"Juliet's reserved a ticket for me at the St. Louis airport today. I asked her to get me a afternoon flight so I could spend the morning with you." Her licking stopped.

"That's great, I don't have to go into work until 1 PM. I'll be…happy to drive you." He paused, happy didn't seem the right word. But now that Steve knew she was leaving he had to say, "Last night was wonderful!"

"Yes, it was." While smiling, Hilary jerkily ran her finger through her hair.

"Do you know I love you?" He asked, speaking from his heart. Steve felt head over heels for over her.

Hilary nodded, a far away look in her eyes as she asked. "You do?"

"And you?" Steve asked back.

"Can we wait a little longer?"

Hilary was staring at the plaque on the wall, seeming more troubled than he'd ever seen her before. Steve sensed that playing with her hair was a nervous habit.

"I wish," she said, turning toward him, "I could give you a yes. But it wouldn't be true. Not yet anyway. We've shared a lot in so little time." Her eyes now grave, but tender. "It began with your gallant rescue and sweet smile. Under the stars last night," her hands pointed to the bed, "I knew we might end up like this. But things haven't turned out like I thought they would." As she finished talking, Hilary smiled. Then she bent and swallowed up his cock again.

They were silent for a long time, while the wind blew the tree branches softly against the window as Hilary gave him a slow, drawn out blowjob. When she finished, she spoke again, but now her voice was happier and more confident.

"Steve, men are always asking me to sleep with them, or even marry them. Sometimes I think about the propositions, but luckily …so far I've been able to walk away."

While Steve knew he shouldn't have been surprised, still his face went rigid. Then Hilary leaned forward, kissed his cock. As she continued to hold it, her soft fingers were immensely comforting, and Steve's bleak thoughts of other men making love to her melted away.

"Now there is you," she went on, "you are none of the bad things I have gotten so used to. I like your quirkiness and intelligence, but at the same you're so full of passion. I'm on the edge with you, the very edge. There are things about you that I already respect and…admire. It's surprising and a little frightening. This is altogether a new thing for me, I have never felt it so strongly before."

"And with all that?" Steve asked.

"With all that, only the edge of love?" Hilary resumed fondling his cock again.

"Did I speak too soon?" he said, unsure how to explain it to her. Despite it being common today, he'd never believed in casual sex. He'd been kidded enough about being a 'hopeless romantic'. It wasn't that he didn't have desires. Rubbers were standard issued in the service, but he'd never need them. With a Susan at home, Steve had spent his free time studying or working out.

"No, we should be honest with our feelings. I did say...you'd charmed me." With a twinkle in her eye, she leaned toward him. "Right now…I want to fuck some more!"

Hilary's cunt lips were wonderfully soft and tight. Feeding upon the fragrance of her body, she was compliant and ravishing to Steve's senses. While his mouth pressed into her vagina, Hilary in-turn feasted upon his manhood. He could feel the trembling of her lower lip, which might have been both nervousness and desire. After he fucked her mouth, Steve fucked her up the ass again, and then her pussy. In the height of lustful enjoy, she enthralled him again with her taste, her sight, and feel, as rapture took them again.

Whispering his name, Hilary trembled powerfully and fell 'bonelessly' upon him. The sun seemed to fill the room with light as he climax and filled her tight slit with his warm seed again.

Smiling and ignoring the rumbling in his stomach, he asked. "The edge of love, still?"

Hilary nodded, chuckling. Then pulling off, she said, "The edge is nice, too." She then kissed the crown of his cock briefly but assuredly. Still stroking him, she asked with an infinite knowing look, "Are you trying to make an honest women of me?"

He stared at her dumbfounded for a moment before I spoke. "A heart is something to be respected."

She nodded again, "I understand, that's the type of guy you are. But we come from two different worlds. How can we make them meet?" After she spoke, Hilary looked up at him as she ran her tongue a long his shaft.

"I believe anything is possible. It's the trying that matters most," He answered. Relieved that he hadn't asked her to marry him, Steve still had to wonder if he was cheapening what they had by not asking her. Just as he felt every time he fucked Mehree.

"We'll see." Hilary said, as she wondered about what Steve had said. It sounded like something her sister Juliet would say. But it was just too simple to her. A day ago it wouldn't have even seemed possible. 'Could Steve be a man she could love and understand?' she wondered. Sincerely watching his face, Hilary asked, "How patient are you?"

"For you, very."

"There's no hurry for an answer?" Hilary thought out loud. Then she opened her smiling mouth and Steve's cock slid briefly between her lips again.

"No hurry," Steve said, "especially since you're such a good kisser, you give such a good blowjobs and…" adding with a smile, "you like my jokes."

Hearing his joke, Hilary choked and almost bit him. Then she pulled off. "Maybe." Hilary answered with another twinkle. Then her lips wrapped around Steve's cock as she sucked upon his crown again. Hilary was so good at sucking cock. It was like she was born to do it.

Steve answered her with a question. "Which one do you want to practice?" Hilary quickly got in his lap and kissed him, and then she wantonly impaled herself on his cock. In a little while after they finished, Steve noticed his stomach rumble again. "Are you hungry?"

"Yeah," she answered with a bashful smile. "We got a little distracted last night, didn't we?"

"Lets take a shower first, ok?" Steve said as she smiled back at him.

Hilary whistled a wolf call at him when Steve jumped up naked. Then using her little girl voice from the television show, she told him, "You've got nice piece of meat swinging there, Mister!"

Steve's feet seemed to float. In the warm water, they washed each other slowly, and started kissing again. Picking her up, Steve wrapped her legs around his waist. Then with her back press against the shower wall, he fucked her again, madly and forcefully. Hilary then hollowed out in passion as he first fucked her pussy, then he did her up the ass, fulfilling his every fantasy.

A little later Steve had bacon going, when he shouted up to her. "How do you like your eggs?"

"Just one over-easy please?" Hilary called back. Steve cooked her two, just in case she was hungry. Steve felt starved and the bacon smelled sumptuous this morning.

In the living room, Mehree must have heard him and woke up. She walked into the kitchen silently. Smiling playfully, she sneaked up behind Steve and grabbed between his legs. They were French kissed as she gave him head, when Hilary, still nude, rejoined them.

Mehree was dressed again in her sexy cotton gum shorts and small bikini top. Steve watched watch intently as Hilary pulled at the top string of Mehree's bikini top and it fell to the floor. Steve just stared as Hilary pulled on Mehree's nipples and played with her tits in front of him.

"You like these, don't you Steve?" Hilary coyly asked, all the time smiling at him. "Come on play with me, I promise I won't bite," she said with a wry grin on her face.

Hilary and Steve began mauling Mehree's big tits and she moaned accordingly. All three kissed in a hot and passionate embrace swapping tongues and saliva. Sitting on the bed and spreading Mehree's legs to reveal her creamy wet pussy to her. Hilary began to rub Mehree's clit enticing.

Hilary unbuttoned Mehree's shorts and began to pull them down. She removed her panties to reveal a smooth and silky cunt. She had been shaving her cunt for several weeks now and Steve thoroughly enjoyed fucking her and eating her shaved cunt. Mehree's nipples were as hard as ever and her cunt was wet and warm as Hilary and Steve's fingers moved slowly through her gash. They continued to kiss, slipping their tongues into each other's mouth before getting completely undressed.

"Mehree, I beat your Steve's fucking slut, a cocksucking slut," Hilary said with a giggle, as she and Steve now beginning to play with Mehree's pussy.

"I want you to be my cunt licking slut, " Hilary said. Then looking rebuffed, she asked. "Aren't you going to eat my hot tasty pussy?"

With a big smile, Hilary pulled Mehree's light white thong to one side and began to kiss her pussy lips, slipping her tongue into the wet and warm slit of Hilary's pussy. Mehree buckled at the knees as Hilary and Steve threw her on the bed and sucked her dry.

Mehree also giggled as she put her tongue to the sweet smelling pussy in front of her. Hilary began to pant and moan louder and Mehree knew she was getting close to exploding.

"Oh that feels so fucking good, Mehree. You really know how to eat pussy." Hilary moaned as she felt the firmness of Mehree's hot tongue sliding in and out of her love hole.

Mehree looked up at her and said, "Well I had a good teacher." "Who was that?" Hilary asked. "Oh just a hot little slut name Sally, that lives next door to me. And a certain man I know."

Knowing that Hilary would like it, Steve slipped his tongue into her asshole. "Oh yeah, Lick my asshole baby, lick it." Hilary screamed to Steve. "I like to be pampered around my butt," she said almost wickedly. Then her moans increased in tempo. "Ohhhh Fuckkkk, yesssssssss, lick my asshole baby, fuckkkk yesssssss, I'm going to cummmmmm! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh! Yessssssssssssss, I'm cumminggggggg! Ohhhh…godddddd! I'm cummingggggggggg!"

Hilary shuddered and exploded all over Mehree's face. She just kept licking until there was no more. After a few moments, Hilary regained her composure and thanked Mehree with a lovely tongue kiss that lasted for about two minutes.

"Well Mehree, how about we sandwich this Hollywood babe," Steve said.

"Sounds good to me." Mehree said, letting out a happy squeal.

Taunting them, Hilary spoke. "Make it happen then, fuck me you bastards, fuck me good and hard."

Steve walked up and slid his cock into Hilary's pussy from behind. At the same time, Mehree walked around the front of her. Then she slid under her Hilary's so that her tongue was ready to push into Hilary's pussy when Steve had finished coating his cock ready for the assault on her asshole.

Hilary placed a finger into the smooth confines of her wet vulva. Her body was shaking with anticipation of what she was going to be the recipient of. Steve pulled his cock out of her pussy and Hilary said, "Now, shove your cock up my ass, fuck my ass with your big cock."

For a moment Mehree watched as Steve, her lover of only a few weeks was about to fuck another woman. Then Mehree found herself saying, "Do it Steve. Fuck the pretty little bitch!" Mehree then slid her tongue into Hilary's cunt while Steve started to vigorously pushing his cock into Hilary's asshole.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh, easy Steve," groaned Hilary, "slowly baby, ohhhhhhhh yeah that's it, slide your cock into my ass babe, ahhh god yessssss, that's it, yesssssssss, it feels so gooddddddddddddd!"

It wasn't long before Mehree was moaning and rolling around on his bed, feeling ecstasy of her own. "Yes, that's it I'm cumming, I'm cumming." and with that Hilary and Steve exploded in their own frenzied orgasms. Now licking Hilary sweet pussy with great vigor, Mehree intently enjoyed their attention, while Hilary gave him head, it surprised him that he still thought about Mehree and their fondest memories together. But as their hot threesome of passion came to a close, Steve French kissed Hilary as Mehree licked Hilary's pussy. At the same time, Steve continued to fucked Mehree's tight slit.

A little while later, as they all sat down to eat their reheated food, he felt no need to pray. Last night and this morning were blessing enough. Steve knew that if he really loved Hilary, he had to be willing to set her free. If Hilary loved him, they'd be back together again. It was difficult to think about letting her go, but even if she came back, he'd have to hold her loosely.

They ate quickly. Their thoughts free and full joy, yet at the same time troubled. Knowing that his lovely threesome was too good to last, all three people wondered about the future as they eat.

[davesmistress]

Featuring: Hilary Duff, Haylie Duff and Ashlie Brillout
Story Codes: MF, MFF, FF, MMMF, oral, cons, rape, drugs


CHAPTER EIGHT
The Best Laid Plans of Mice and Mobsters


Church of the Ill Fated Fools
Los Angeles, California
Late September 2006

'Why does it always seem to rain at funerals?' Hilary Kelley wondered, as heavy drops began to fall from the gray sky. Letting out a sigh, she cast her sorrowful eyes downward. Her sprits already gloomy, Hilary, her sister Haylie and Ashlie Brillout slammed their cars doors behind them. Looking back across the church parking lot, Hilary saw that the church entrance was covered by thousands of sympathy cards and flowers. It is rare that an actor dies at the height of their movie career, but still, to her, it seemed that those who had known Adam Lamberg the longest felt it the worst. Having grown very close during the making of the television show McGuire, while quickly retouching her makeup, Hilary was still taken aback by the flood of tears at the funeral mass.

Ashlie had wisely parked by the street. Otherwise, the on-rush of over a thousand people attending Adam's funeral would have trapped them. The congestion was made even worse by of the attendance of the newly elected Vice-President of the United States. Sharing a look with the others, trying to sound cheerful, Ashlie voiced what everyone was thinking. "It's a nice surprise that 'Madame' Vice President could be here. I'm glad Hallie Todd wasn't too busy giving them 'Hal' in Washington."

"It's strange," said Haylie, "how the slogan 'Give them Hal - lie' started as a joke, but then carried her to the governor's office in Sacramento in 2004. With three Peoples Choice Awards, remember how the media went crazy when Hallie ran for governor of California after the show ended four years earlier?"

"Yeah, she'd been so wonderful playing the part of Lizzie McGuire's wacky-mother reporter," added Ashlie. "I always knew the girl could do it."

"It always amazed me how she could act and still be President of the Screen Actors Guild," Hilary said. "Who'd thought the lady who was like a second mother to me, would be the first woman Vice-President. Her election was almost as big a surprise…as Adam's sudden murder was tragic."

"I'm going to miss him," Haylie said. "Adam was always so nice. He'd been such a big help lately."

"Yea," Hilary replied. "I know, sometimes he felt like a brother to me."

With a sullen look, Ashlie shook her head. "Maybe," she said without any remorse. "I don't know. He'd changed a lot the last few years."

Looking sideways at Ashlie, Hilary said, "I hadn't seen him much lately. But despite his success, Adam still seemed like the same drunken clown."

"Speaking of Men," Haylie spoke up, pointing to her right. "Check that out it."
Unable to resist looking, like the others, Hilary liked the view of Ken's wet dress shirt clinging to his large pecks. But while he still looked good, she noticed that he'd been putting on weight.

Noticing Ashlie jerk her head to get herself a look and listening to her sister talk, took Hilary back to when, as adolescents, they would check out guys and argue about who was hottest.

Having had a bit of a crush on him back then, Hilary looked too. She involuntarily sighed, wondering, 'I wonder what Steve is doing. If only…'

"Yeah, he's still a hottie," Ashlie. "It's too bad he couldn't have been a better influence on Adam..." Ashlie's voice trailed off, her face wrapped in conflict.

After shaking her head, Ashlie started the car. "Okay ladies what should we do?" she asked. "Do you all want to go back to the hotel? What's his name asked us…"

"Ken you mean!" Hilary cut her off sharply.

"Well," interjected Haylie, "Ken suggested that we all get together back at his suite to catch up on things. I vote we go there."

'They hadn't changed,' Hilary thought. She just hoped Haylie and Ashlie wouldn't follow Ken around with big puppy dog eyes like they used to. Hilary figured it was a good bet that she was in for an interesting night.

"That's fine with me. Do you want to go Hilary?" asked Haylie.

Trying to conceal her feelings, Hilary answered meekly, without any enthusiasm. "Yea - sure, - as long as he doesn't bore us to death."

Using their old nickname, Ashlie asked, "So 'Sister-Sister', how's the career going? You two haven't put out a new movie for at least a couple of months. Things must be bad."

Speaking with a silly smirk, Hilary knew Ashlie was kidding. While everything had gone so well during the show, Ashlie couldn't know how bad things had become. But that had been three long years ago, a lifetime in Hollywood, since they'd made a successful movie. Lately they hadn't been getting any offers at all.

"Things were…are looking up. Hilary and I had just landed supporting acting roles in a new movie later this fall. We're supposed to be filming in Russia no less, that is, if someone else can be found to take over Adam's role."

Feeling the irony of situation, Hilary said to Ashlie. "It's so sad. With him already in the movie, it was poor Adam who'd helped us get the parts."

"If it hadn't been for him, our next lines would probably be…do you want fries with that?" said Haylie.

While $500,000 for only 4 weeks work was too good of an offer to turn down, Hilary had an ominous feeling in the pit of her stomach about the movie. It hadn't been easy to get the role. When they tried out for the part, she still eerily remembered the first thing, Ivan Mikhailovich, the movie's Russian producer, had told them, "I have a lot of other good prospects and you girls really need to please me if you want to get the role."

Needing to work, Haylie had answered for both of them. "Mr. Mikhailovich, we'll do our best to give you what you want."

Hilary was very impressed when the Producer had flown the director, his cameraman, and the both of them in a helicopter to a beautiful secluded oceanfront house in Northern California. The goal that day was to do a photo shoot, which, if hired to do the movie, would be used as part of a marketing campaign for the film. "This spot we're going is perfect," he had proclaimed. "Just like the Black Sea coast where we'll make the film!"

When the chopper touched down, they were served large glasses. The girls were served lemon aid while the men all took tall glasses of vodka. Very sour, he tore open what looked like Sweet-Low for each of their drinks. As he threw the sweetener away, Hilary noticed something appeared strange about the color of the paper. But her attention was drawn away when he raised his glass to make a toast. While Haylie and Hilary took a slip, all the Russians gun-down their drinks in one gulp. After slamming down their glasses they shouted in unison, "POBEDA!" (Success)

Hilary wanted to pick-up another packet to examine it, but with an arm around each of them, as he hurried them from the helicopter, Ivan said, "We must go. We are losing the light!"

The sun bright beat down as they both took in the beautiful green park like scenery around an Old Victorian Mansion on top a grass slope above the crash of the Pacific waves below. Unimpeded, the view of the ocean reached out to the distant bluish-gray horizon was breath taking. When the long walk to the house was finished, they went inside to prepare for the photo shoot. But it worried her when she saw the bright wolfish gleam in his eyes and dark dim of the stainless steel in his teeth as he gave them their entire wardrobe, little red string bikinis. Having already run into a number of Hollywood wolfs who'd tried to get them to do everything from nude scenes to just providing a cheap thrill, she would have call a cab right then if Adam hadn't already been doing the movie.

Noting the apprehension in her sister's eyes, Haylie suggested. "Hilary, we've already gone this far. What the hell."

Feeling a little tipsy, Hilary threw her hands up and showed a little nervous smile as she followed her sister into the changing room.

The bikini was the smallest Hilary had ever worn! While it fit just fine, the thong was only a thin strip that ran between their butt cheeks. They had to shave or it wouldn't have covered them up in front. A little too tight, the top consisted of straps and two small triangles that covered little more than their nipples! But it surprised Hilary that she actually kind of liked being so uninhibited! After the girls finished dressing, Haylie looked at our shooting schedule. Hilary wasn't surprised to hear that the first item on the list was beach volleyball.

The photographer began by posing them around the net. They first stood together, with their backs arched and their arms stretched out above their heads as if to block a shot. Next, they locked their hands together in front of them at the ready position as if they were going to return a serve. At first he didn't like Hilary's pose, but after pushing her arms in which heaving up her breasts, he gave them an approving smile. Then bending over, they faced each other, stretched out at a forty-five degree angle. The girls then had to arch their backs again and reach up towards the sky, facing the camera with big smiles. Again, she couldn't explain why all this didn't seem to bother her as she and Haylie started hitting the ball back and forth.

The only players, Hilary took one side of the net and Haylie the other. Immediately, they noticed they were unsteady on her feet and the ball seemed to be moving too fast. But it was fun to play, even though they still jiggled a little every time they jumped or ran for the ball. The photographer busily took pictures of them, remarking, "This should help us picture what we want."

When Haylie actually at chuckled at his remark, Hilary was surprised that instead of giving her a dirty look, she also laughed. But she figured the combination of the heat and sunlight had to be getting to both of them. Feeling very thirsty, Hilary asked for something to drink.

"I'm very sorry, but all we can offer you is orange juice," he answered. "Is that ok?" They both said it was fine and thankfully accepted a tall glass.

The feel of the moisture from the cold glass in her hand increased Hilary's thirst. In her haste to drink the orange juice she didn't notice it was mostly vodka until after she had taken a large swallow. At only eighteen and not use to hard liquor, Hilary hesitated over drinking the rest of it.



But then Ivan said reassuringly, "It is go-od Russian Vod-ka…the children in my country drink it everyday!"

Thus comforted, her thirst over came any reservations and she quickly drank down the rest the glass. After he gave them another, they were directed to run in the surf and splash each other. "Be sure to get each other nice and wet," they were told.


When Hilary left the water she noticed that someone had really messed up. The wrong type material had been used for their swim ware and the wet translucent fabric clung to their bodies. Through the wet bikini bottoms she could clearly see the color and shape of their pussy curls and vaginal lips! And because they were freezing, their hard nipples shod out clearly! Hilary would have used her hands to cover herself, but she was too woozy with a sudden headache. While rubbing both of her temples seemed to help, in her current-befuddled state, Hilary didn't point out the Russian's over sight.

Luckily, by this time the shooting was finished, and the photographer had asked Hilary and Haylie to wait her on the beach while he went through their pictures. "In case we have to do any re-shoots. Go ahead and lie down while you're waiting," Ivan said as he handed them a couple of large beach towels. Hilary and Haylie gladly took them and started toweling off. Joining in, the cold and alcohol eliminating her inhibitions even more and the Ivan's fingers felt good as he helped to dry off Hilary's body.

Haylie must have had been feeling the effects of the liquor even more than her sister was. Almost falling as she positioned her towel on the sand, Haylie forgot all modesty as she layed down on her backside and fell a sleep with her legs and arms stretched out. Her suit still wet, Haylie's privates were open to view.

Remembering her modesty, Hilary laid facedown to sun her back. Still keeping a little of her head, she immediately reached over and crossed her sister's legs for her. Hilary then layed back down to relaxed and warm in the sun, which seemed to make her head feel better. By this point Hilary's worries about this being a set up seemed far away, it all seemed legit enough. The combination of the cold and alcohol seemed to finish melting all of her inhibitions.

Still standing above them, Ivan produced a bottle of suntan lotion. Because the editing of the 'fi-lm' would take longer than they'd first thought, both the producer and the director offered to rub them down with sun tan lotion. "So you won't burn," they said.

Normally Hilary would have told them what they could do with their lotion, but by this point Hilary's worries about this being a set up seemed far away. It all seeming legit enough, she said instead, "Sure - thanks."

He did a real nice through job of oiling Hilary's back. Unlatching her bikini top, it's straps of fell away as he rubbed the sides of her breasts that were exposed. It surprised that she liked him telling her, "Little Hilary doesn't want to a tan line does she?"

Smiling, he started running both of his hands lower down Hilary's body. "Don't want to take chances with skin cancer you know," he said, rubbing the insides of Hilary's thighs and then her entire bottom. Hilary squirmed as Ivan put one hand under her and pushed his hand between her butt cheeks. She actually giggled when he rubbed a finger along her slit. Bending down, Ivan French kissed her as he jumped a finger into her little wet chunny. When he finished kissing her, Hilary squirmed and giggled again when he gave her cute butt a hard slap.

Looking at her sister, Haylie's eyes seemed expressionless and glazed over as the ground seemed to spin slowly around. Rolling her over, the photographer slipped Haylie's top off her pretty titties. Then bring down his mouth to her right nipple, she just laid there with a dull look on her face as he kissed and suckled all over her body.

"People go nude on this beach all the time, Ivan said to Hilary. "Try it…you'll like it. Don't worry, no one will see."

Hilary wouldn't later remember drunkenly saying, "You don't have to ask me twice. I like to sun myself in nude all the time!" But by now, Hilary was so out of it that she just laid there as she was rolled over on her back. After taking off her top, Ivan poured vodka all over Hilary's breasts and hungrily licked them off.

It was almost as if Hilary was a bystander, as he squeezed her breasts, pinching, biting and sucking on her nipples. Then he spoke again, "Hilary, let me help you with that too." Raising her ass up with one hand, he pulled off her bikini thong with the other. Then he rubbed his hands across Hilary's flat stomach, her ass, the insides of her smooth thighs, and down her toned legs. When Ivan's pants fell away, he shoved his large cock into her pussy.

Actually enjoying his big member humping into her, Hilary wantonly wrapped her legs around his ass and helped to push his whole length forcefully and rapidly in side. After her pussy, Hilary's little butt accepted him. Afterwards, he wantonly filled Hilary's mouth with his cum as two other men simultaneously fucked her pussy and ass.

As Hilary was done in a three-way, the photographer rubbed Haylie down like a professional masseuse. Then he brought a bottle of vodka to Ashlie's mouth to give her a drink. "Take it easy, don't drink it so fast!" Then pushing his cock into her mouth, he laughed. "You better have saved room for our cumm, my little American hore!"

Soon, with her eyes having trouble focusing, as she was being fucked from three directions at once, Hilary swooned and finally lost complete consciousness.

Later, Hilary awoke with a splitting headache. As the fog in her brain slowly lifted she recognized the beach and remembered where she was. Noticing that the sun was setting, Hilary realized that she'd been asleep for hours. After hearing her moan next to her, Haylie asked, "What happened?"

"I don't know," shaking her head, Hilary let a groan. "We must of fell asleep."

While everything seemed blank after laying down on the beach, but in the back of mind, Hilary seemed to remember a few burly images dealing with sun tan lotion. Hilary tried to concentrate but Ivan, noticing that they were awake, walked over.

Smiling at them, he said, "You two girls worked so hard, you fell a sleep. We left you alone." His smile broadened. "You girls maybe just what we are looking for?" Hilary didn't think it was possible, but his grin grew even larger when he added, "It will give me much pleasure for you to work for us! If we hire you, because travel can be difficult in my country, be sure to give me your passports. I will take care of all the red tape! We will all have a good time in my country."

Excited at the chance to be working again, she felt like running. But she quickly decided against it because, for some reason, her groin and sphincter muscles were so sore it was difficult to walk. Turning to Haylie, saw her sister felt the same way. They both did look the worse for wear. Their hair and makeup were a mess. Hilary's mouth tasted of vodka and her lips felt sticky and gooey, the way you get when you're really thirsty, but it didn't tasted quite right. And her head was pounding from too much and sun and vodka she assumed.

Feeling that she had perhaps cheapened herself by letting them parade them around in such little bikinis, Hilary still didn't understand why she had done it in the first place. 'We must have been swept away by the lovely location and too much alcohol.' But needing the money, Hilary figured. 'What is done, is done.'

Even though she didn't think so, both Haylie and her are often described as very pretty, sometimes even beautiful. Realizing the Russians must have enjoyed 'The Show,' Hilary wished her career were going better. However that's the way Hollywood worked, and this was their only prospect. But she sighed in relief that they hadn't tried to take advantage of them.


In a moment, while her thoughts turned back to Haylie and Ashlie, to Hilary's surprise, she did regret not telling Steve of her apprehension about her new employers. But not having seen Ashlie for quite a while, Hilary really wasn't sure what she was doing now. While Hilary hoped things were going better for her, it was impossible to miss Ashlie's fantastic boob job.

"It's going ok," said Ashlie. "I'm still paying the bills."

"That's cool," Haylie responded, "I'm happy your doing ok."

"So, what's new with you?" Haylie asked.

"Not much really," Ashlie answered, keeping her eyes fixed on the road. "I haven't had a good role for quite some time now."

Hilary was going to ask how she was paying her bills, when Ashlie continued. "Now the only work I can get now is in 'adult' movies. I never thought I'd be just another Hollywood reject sucking cock and get fucked in porno films."

Hilary knew that Ashlie had her pride and didn't say anything more, even though she was dying to ask how she could do such a thing.

They all remained quiet for a while. Even though they hadn't gotten together for a long time, it didn't mean they stopped caring about each other. Ashlie was Hilary's friend, just as much as Ashlie was. But Haylie had less restraint. "You mean that you made a video and didn't tell us?" she asked. And Hilary smiled in relief that Haylie hadn't made fun of Ashlie.

"Yea, I did," Ashlie replied. "I wasn't sure what you girls would think about it?"

Hilary waited for her to continue, but Haylie cut in again, "O Ashlie, it's not your fault that your were typed cast and now have trouble getting work. If our parents had saved most of our earnings, we would have been broke years ago!" It was common knowledge the Kelley Twin's joint trust held well over a Seventy million. Because Ashlie was driving, Hilary hoped she didn't see the look that she shared with Ashlie. While they were worried about their future, Hilary certainly hoped they would never get as desperate as Ashlie was.

With a demur smile Ashlie said, "Work's not that bad…really. There are a lot of professional actors and actresses who are really comfortable with there sexuality. It's the production people you've got to watch out for. They can be a very sleazy." Ashlie let out a little chuckle as she said. "You're okay as long as you watch your back."

Her chuckle faded to a crooked grin, Haylie smiled back. While the corners of her mouth bent up, Hilary was embarrassed that she didn't get what had to be a joke.

"But things might be looking up since I got these," Ashlie said, pointing to her new boobs; "I was on Howard Stern's show last week and he called me a 'perfect piece' of ass. And now I'm up for a nude body double role in a nude scene with Mel Gipson. I get to suck his dick, than he does me doggy style!"

"Wow," The Duff sisters both said in unison. Then Haylie added, "Let's us know if you can get passes to the set that day, I'd love to watch that."

"That would be cool!" Ashlie responded. But suddenly noticing the grumbling in her stomach, she suggested that they stop at the first restaurant they saw. It having been a long funeral, Ashlie and Haylie left to go the bathroom, leaving Hilary waiting line for a table.

Unfortunately the cologne of the man standing in front of Hilary started her seizing uncontrollably. Not seeing any tissues and desperately needing to get away from the man's scent, Hilary ran to the bathroom.

Opening the door, Hilary was surprised to discover Ashlie was bent down in front of Haylie, she was fondling her breasts and suckling upon her right nipple!

"Hi Hilary," Haylie stammered out, with an innocent smile as Ashlie covered herself. "I wanted…to check out Ashlie's new boobs."

Ashlie's inquisitiveness kind of made sense to Hilary, so she locked the bathroom door and joined her sister. Rubbing their bodies together, for a long minute the Kelley sisters filled their mouths with Ashlie's firm titties while Ashlie reached up between both their legs and ravaged their pussies. But then Hilary was startled from her feast when there was a knock on the door. So, after taking care of her nose, Ashlie told her she had to fix her make up and Haylie would stayed to 'keep her company' while Hilary went back to check on the table. In about ten minutes, Ashlie and Haylie were all smiles when they rejoined her.

Hilary ordered a tea and dry salad. Ashlie, being a pig, had a hamburger and Brandi Alexander. Ashlie only drank coffee with rum and she was really slugging it down. After the bad experience the last time they drank, it worried Hilary that Ashlie was drinking so early in the day. She had to wonder if Ashlie was drinking in spite of their experience. Or…was it because of it? After swallowing a piece of red leaf lettuce, Hilary decided to ask, "Ashlie, why are you hitting the…coffee so hard?"

Before she could answer, with a concerned toned, Haylie suggested, "You'll get sick if you don't eat something."

Ashlie emitted an evil little smile. "Not today girls, I'm pretty wiped. I met a…guy at the hotel bar last night and we went to the beach." "

"Hummm, weren't you two cold?" Haylie asked inquisitively.

"On the way there we started touching," Ashlie resumed her story, "and kissing in the car. It got so hot we didn't even make it to the ocean. We ripped each other's clothes off and we did it like rabbits right there in the car! Later, we'd continued our passions in my room."

While she wasn't a virgin, still Ashlie's story surprised Hilary. But noticing the disbelief in her eyes, Ashlie told her, "Hilary it's been along time since we were little girls on the show. I've learned that's good to be uninhibited sometimes. Life's too short if two…" Ashlie giggled, " or three people have the right sexual chemistry they should dive in and indulge!"

After leaving the restaurant they had to stop at a toll both and, of course, having just gone to funeral, none of them had any pockets. Luckily, Haylie had her legionary purse that always seemed to have just what was needed. Sitting next to her in the front seat, Ashlie handed it to Hilary so she could look for coins. Finding enough to feed in to the machine, Hilary handed them to Ashlie, who tossed the change in.

Back on the highway, with the purse sitting open in her lap, Hilary noticed that there must have been four or five-dozen packets of Sweet In Low in the side pocket. Picking one up, she focused on reading the long list ingredients while Ashlie finished telling the story of last night's passions. Only half listening to the story, Hilary noticed that the color of the paper and size of the print seemed odd, but she just couldn't put her finger exactly on it.

"Ashlie, what's with all the sweetener?" Hilary asked.

"O that's not what it appears to be," Ashlie answered. "It's actually drugs that an asshole tried to give me…" she hesitated a moment, "one night. I took all his stuff to be sure the little bastard couldn't try it on someone else. This shit can really hurt you."

Hilary and Haylie exchanged a look of shock.

"He was so stupid," Haylie continued. "That asshole had to of known he didn't need that stuff to get me in bed! I'm just glad that I found he was such a monster before…" Her eyes cast downward as she paused to clam her emotions.

"Did you turn him in to the police?" Hilary inquired.

"No…he offered me ten thousand dollars to keep it secret. But when he offered me the money, I kicked him in the balls as hard as I could. I then stomped his face with my heel. He won't be able to try that on anyone again…" Ashlie paused for a moment, unable to go on. But she recovered quickly. "I did take the money though…and gave it to the first homeless person I came across." Seeming to be lost in thought, Ashlie stopped talking.

They all sat silently as they drove along. While the road drifted by, Hilary found herself thinking about all the men she had known in her life and wondering why she missed Steve, the man she'd know the least, the most.

[davesmistress]

Featuring: Hilary Duff, Haylie Duff, Hallie Todd and Ashlie Brillout
Story Codes: MF, MFF, FF, MMF, oral and cons

CHAPTER NINE
REUNION BEFORE THE STORM

Redding Hotel, Los Angeles, California
18:00 Late September 2005

With her hands on her hips, Hilary Duff stood in hallway waiting. "Hi!" Ken Thomas said, answering the door, he said, "I'm really glad you could make." Ken's broad toothy grin expressed his sincerity.

Trying to put their grief about Jake Thomas' death at distance, the girls had changed on the way to hotel. Hilary now wore a low-cut Ivory top and matching shorts. While the titillating view of her breasts drew Ken's eyes, he found her hot pink cotton athletic shorts were even more enticing. Not more than a few inches long, little of her fine ass was left to the imagination. Appreciating her choice in clothing, he reached down and padded Hilary's fine butt approvingly. Then grasping up both her cheeks firmly, he filled his hands with her soft firm butt. Returning his embrace, Hilary ran her right hand along his stomach, stopping just above the bulge in his pants. Blushing bright red, Ken smiled her when she pinched his butt.

Full of excitement, Hilary jumped up into Ken's arms and wrapped her legs around his waist. Pressing her waist to his, they lock together of a brief French kiss as she rubbed against him Then Hilary slowly slid down, grinding her crotch against his as she went. It was just as Hilary and Ken parted that, delayed in the lobby, Ashlie Brillout (Kate Sanders) and Lalaine Vergas (Miranda) finally arrived. Suddenly not feeling very well, Haylie had went to her hotel room to lie down and hoped to join them later.

Joining Ken at the door, Keith Carradine smiled. "Mmmm…" he said, "and I thought I was going to have a boring evening. It's great that you all came. Come on in." All three girls returned Ken and Keith's smile. Keith waved his hand inviting them in he asked. "Anybody want a beer?"

Entering the penthouse-suite, they gathered around the couch. Ten or eleven empty beer bottles on the coffee table testified to that the party had already started, most of which turned out to be Claytons Snyder's (Ethan).

Ashlie sat next to Clayton. Putting her arm around him, Ashlie's tight shirt could hardly contain her heaving breasts. Clayton feasted upon the view of her left breast brushing up against his chest.

Standing beside Keith, Lalaine made a big show of removing her jacket, revealing a small blue strapless dress. His mouth dropped open when, turning towards him, Lalaine adjusted herself and the top of her dress fell exposing the top of her dark-brown nipples. Sure it wasn't an accident, Hilary and Ken shook their heads. 'Those two flirts were always playing games with guys,' she thought, smirking.

Not to be out done. Ashlie placed her left hand on the inside of Clayton's upper thigh. Then bringing up her thumb up, she rubbed his crotch! At the same time, the little vixen rubbed her nipples against his mouth. Observing that he like all their attention, the way it was going, Hilary half expected an orgy to start at any moment. Having seen this all before, Ken and Hilary shared a bored look.

"Would anybody like some coffee?" Ken offered, hopping to help sober things up." Clayton didn't answer. Ashlie and Hilary, perhaps not even paying attention to the question, nodded their heads up and down in reply.

Hilary followed Ken glad to escape her girl friends adolescent pranks. The kitchenette was a small room and they couldn't keep for bumping into each other. When they both reached for the coffee pot at the same time, Ken accidentally captured Hilary's left breast in his opened hand. But it was no longer an accident when he closed his hand. His pale look fade when Hilary giggled. A smile grew as he got a good feel. Squeezing her firm breast in his left hand, Hilary smiled back, as he reached down and grasped her butt.

Ken's heart leaped when Hilary reach into his pants and wrapped her fingers around his penis and squeezed. The intensity of their kissing increased as she rapidly jerked her hand up and down his shaft. Hilary giggled while they shared a long French kiss and Ken pulled up her low-cut Ivory top and caressed her creamy breasts. Then bending down, he filled his mouth with her big firm tittles

Hilary heard Ken moan as she pulled his tempting cock from his pants. With a twinkle in her captivating eyes, she eagerly dropping to her knees and rubbed her angelic face against his erection. Taking hold of Ken's base, Hilary bumped his cock around with her nose. She could tell he was almost at the breaking point when her hands slid up along his shaft and she kissed the tip of throbbing penis. Her mouth coming away wet and sticky, she opened her luscious red lips. Ken's heart almost leaped from his chest, when Hilary pressed out her tongue and slurped up his precum!

As the beautiful Hilary Duff continued to kiss his cock and tasted his love juice, Ken's mind raced. He hadn't forgotten a millisecond of the last time he's seen her three years ago. But while he still wanted her, Ken couldn't face the demons that haunted him.

A few minutes later, with her mouth full of his cum, Hilary titled her head up. Dark brown and flecked with green, her hungry-sexy peepers complemented her lovely blonde hair better than any blue-eyed girl he'd ever known. But starring up into Ken's eyes, she didn't see…anything. When his eyes broke from hers and Hilary got to her feet. Hurt by his rejection and unable to think clearly, she shook her head slowly. Hilary had to look away for a moment. But after a long pause she told him softly. "I'm not a child any more." Frustrated, her voice grew stiff. "I …I just didn't understand…" Unable to say any thing more, Hilary jumped up and ran from the room.


Going back into the living room, Hilary heard Clayton, standing by the window, drunkenly let out a loud-deep beer belch. Ashlie still had her arm around him. But yawning, Clayton seemed almost oblivious to their teasing. But now, as her right hands rubbed his stomach just above his zipper, the tips of her fingers were slowly poking down into his pants! Not to be out done, Lalaine straddled Keith's leg, rubbing her crouch against him, while he left hand rubbed his lower back. She giggled when she lower her hand and squeezed his butt. But when Lalaine grabbed his balls with her other hand, Keith pulled away from her and sat down.


In the kitchenette making the coffee, Ken was unable to think or even feel anything. It frustrated him that he was unable to find any sugar, but when the pot was full he put it on a serving tray next to five cups. Picking everything up, he carried it all into the living room.

Hilary was the only one who noticed that when Ken offered coffee, drawing everyone else's attention, Ashlie stuck her hand down into Clayton's jeans and grabbed him!
Finally getting a reaction. Clayton drunkenly jerked his head back and his eyes shot wide and immediately darted to the safety of the couch. Jumping down next to Keith, he appeared about as white as the napkins on the serving tray as he nervously accepted coffee from Ken.

Near the window, the girls gathered on the far side of the room. Turning to face them, Hilary barked angrily, "Are you crazy. You can't go around flashing people!"

"O, come on Hilary, we aren't hurting anybody." Lalaine replied defensively. "We didn't show them anything they haven't seen before. Clayton usually loves it!"

Joining in, Ashlie said with a childish grin, "Clayton wasn't giving our shit back. He wasn't playing fair." Her smile growing larger, "But he sure moved when I grabbed his dick!"

Lalaine paused as she thought for a moment. "Okay! Hilary, okay! Your right, I…we might have gone to far. But I'm not going to apologize till later. I want him to sweat a while first." Realizing that lecturing wouldn't help, Hilary let it drop. The subject of conversation switched to Ashlie's latest porno movie.

The girls stood there talking, watching the sunset. Ken, Clayton and Keith just sat on the couch sipping their coffee and talking. After about ten or fifteen minutes, Hilary noticed that neither of them seemed to be making much sense. Then all of a sudden Ken past out, while Keith and Clayton started acting really - REALLY - DRUNK!

While Clayton couldn't even get off the couch, Keith was able to stager up and started playing 'air guitar.' Swaying back and forth, Keith seemed to be trying to say that he was the world's greatest guitar player. But instead of strumming a pretend instrument, he played the front of his zipper!

Afraid he was going to fall down and further embarrassing himself, Lalaine ran to him. She helped him back down to the couch next to the now comatose Clayton. But then with a 'big-shit eaten grin,' Keith ran his eyes up and down her body. Showing a mischievous smiled, he reached out and filled his hands with Lalaine's soft round breasts, getting a good feel. Bending forwarded, Keith eagerly started suckling upon her nipples. Brushing his hands down, he grabbed Lalaine around her nice ass and pulled her towards him.

"Damn," he stammered, "if you girl ant the hottest li…ttle - hing. Come…sit on my face." Keith's hand noticeable shook as he reach up Lalaine's skirt, grasped her panties, and started licking between her smooth legs. But before he was able to get them off her cute butt, she was able to pull away. Backing off, Lalaine heard him whisper as he shook his head. "Too old, too damn old." Then to her relief, Keith immediately passed out on the couch.

Ashlie started to laugh, "Shit, they can't hold their liquor worth a damn!"

Shaking her head, Lalaine added, "What an old fart!"

"Now - what the hell are we suppose to do while they sleep it off?" asked Ashlie. Since the guys would be out for a while, they had some time to kill. Liking her coffee sweet, Hilary I reached for some …then froze. On the tray was the same sweeter that had been in Ashlie's purse! Lalaine was about to take a sip, Hilary shouted, "Stop!"

"What's wrong? Ashlie asked. "Did Clayton piss in it, the…?" She paused, turning white in understanding. "Oh…NO! Those stupid jerks must have thought the drugs in my purse was sweetener and…and put it in their coffee."

At a lost at what to do, Hilary asked, "What can we do?"

Keith, Ken and Clayton seemed dead to the world. But after Ashlie checked the trash and discovered only one packet had been used, she rechecking their vital signs. A look for relief soften her face as she said, "There just in a very deep sleep. They haven't taken enough of the drugs to really harm them. I think they'll be fine."

'It's funny,' Hilary thought, 'but Ashlie is nothing like the ditzy blonde she is reputed to be.' With her career having more downs than ups, Ashlie had entered medical school two years ago.

"I learned about this type of drug last semester." Ashlie added reassured to them, "It will help if we rub them down."

Having desired Clayton for years, it was too much of a temptation, because Ashlie bent down and unzipped his jeans. Clayton just continued to sleep dead to the world as they came off. With an evil smile, Ashlie lustfully chattered, "This patient's clothes are O…too tight. I have to make him more comfortable!"

But Ashlie's head jumped back in disappointed surprise when Clayton's manhood popped out, it was only about five inches long. Ashlie's eyes were fixed on it as she continued on with her examination. Wide eyed, Hilary and Lalaine watched from across the room.


Ashlie took his manhood in both her hands and stroked it, slow at first, then faster. Then lowering her head, she teased his cock with her tongue. After kissing his ball sack, she slowly ran her tongue up his shaft, swirling it around until reaching the top. Then she swallowed his cock and sucked up and down. Clayton's penis start to throb and his butt squirmed, as his shaft grew hard. Ashlie pulled off her shirt, revealing how good a job her plastic surgeon had done, placing his stubby penis between her amazing breasts. Five feet away, Hilary and Lalaine continued to watch in astonishment. Ashlie obviously wasn't the same young schoolgirl Hilary used to know during the show.

Dropping the blankets she had got from the bedroom, Lalaine started messaging herself.
Eagerly pressing two of her own fingers in her pussy as she cupped her left breast and squeezed her nipples. While Hilary watched, she drew close to Ken. Putting her arms around him, she rubbed down his prone form.

With Clayton's little penis swallowed up by her big tits, Ashlie licked his tip with her tongue. Until suddenly, a bolt of milky-white shot on to her face and into her mouth! With a smile on his face, Clayton continued to sleep happily away.

Ashlie's face was quite a mess. White sticky cum dripped from her mouth and nose. It was in her hair and ran down her breasts. Hilary found it incredible to watch Ashlie used her tongue and fingers to lick it up all up. Then removing the rest of his clothes. "Just to be sure he is comfortable," she said smiling. When finished, Ashlie stood up smiling. "Anyone else want a turn?"

With the wickedest littlest smile Hilary ever saw, Lalaine walked over to Clayton. She licked her lips and then dropped to her knees in front of him. Hilary could see she was already wet from anticipation. Swallowing a bit at a time, Lalaine took his cock into her mouth, swirling her tongue around his shaft. Following Lalaine's example, Ashlie fell to her knees next to her in front of Clayton. They both went after his cock and balls with gusto. Soon, after Lalaine mounted, him and was humping Clayton for all she was worth, Ashlie started rubbing her pretty blonde pussy curls on his face. She seemed to be enjoying his big German nose. Meanwhile, both girls were French kissing and fondling each other bodies, when Lalaine, riding Clayton like wild horse, suddenly climaxed. Her back bent and arms reaching out in joy. "O - God," she shouted. Then she smiled a knowing look at Hilary.

Not content with just watching, Ashlie bent down and started caressing Lalaine's creamy stomach and shoulders! While now happily sucking away on Clayton, Lalaine didn't seem to take notice of Ashlie opening up her shirt and take off her bra. Not having realized that Ashlie felt 'that way' about Lalaine, still, Hilary could understand why. Tanned and toned, Lalaine did have a nice body.

Turning Lalaine on to her side, Ashlie opened up her legs and wrapping both her hands around her ass. As her friend starting eating out Lalaine's pussy, Hilary wondered if this was reason why Ashlie liked her porno work?

In a little while Ashlie turned to the still sleeping Keith and said, "I wonder how big his cock is?" In flash Ashlie ran her hands inside of Keith's shorts and pulled them down! Ashlie seemed surprise to find his man hood 'at rest.' Hilary's eyes went wide as Ashlie chuckled.

"Damn, I thought it would be bigger!" Ashlie omitted an evil laugh as she grabbed his ass and swallowed up his soft penis. Wrapping her lips around Keith's cock, she quickly felt it grow and hardened. But when she about to deep-throat him, Hilary moved quickly to claim Keith. She excitedly snatched up his manhood from out of Ashlie's mouth. Stroking it gently, as if protecting him, she said, "It gets much bigger. He's really big!"

Not quite believing their ears, Ashlie and Lalaine looked at Hilary in shock. Lalaine's eyes were so large they appeared ready to pop out of their sockets! Remembering her earlier put down, both Ashlie and Lalaine seemed to simultaneously ask, "How the hell would you know how big he is?"

With a pained look, Hilary didn't seem to know what to say. Letting go of Keith's cock, she could only stare at the ground. Hilary didn't have to look at her friends to know that they eagerly wanted an answer.

"Okay," Hilary began, "remember back in the last time we were all together? I mean - everybody from the show."

Lalaine and Ashlie seemed to think for a moment until first Lalaine then Ashlie nodded their heads. "Yea, for the final episode of Lizzie McGuire, back in 2003." Lalaine answered.

"Keith," interjected Ashlie, "really sucked that night. He kept forgetting his lines and missing his marks."

Lalaine looked confused as she asked Hilary, "What are you trying to tell us?"

"That's a good question." Hilary nodded her head. "I'm still not sure how to explain this. I'd hoped it never get out. Well…do you remember how bummed he was that day. I went back to his dressing room."

"What happen?" They both asked, actually demanded.

"Well, lets say I tried to cheer him up."

Lalaine and Ashlie stared at her, their mouths open, unable to speak.

"Keith was in his dressing room." Hilary continued. "So, I sat down in his lap, gave him a big hug and he hugged me back. I know I was only fourteen and he forty, but I had such a huge crush on him. Keith is such a babe you know. Whenever I worked with Keith on the show, my panties used to get so wet.

Well, I felt kind of light headed sitting in his lap. And when I brought my hands down…" She couldn't go on.

"COME ON! Please…what happened?" Lalaine demanded.

"Okay, Okay. I didn't know if any one would walk in on us. But the possibility of getting caught was kind of exciting. I felt so hot and I could tell Keith . . . liked me when I accidentally put my right hand on top of…you know. Realizing I was touching him…I froze, unable to move. I don't know how I was able to summon the courage. But I gave him a kiss…on the mouth. It was really nice. Things just seem just to happen after that.

"Did you put your tongue in his mouth?" Asked Ashlie, with a silly, yet vindictive tone.

Hilary took a breath, "I hadn't ever…felt a penis before." As she talked, Hilary held out both her hands out, closed together with her palms facing they spread apart as she talked. "Well, it grew…you know. I just was sitting in his lap with my legs a part and it came poking up between my legs rubbing against my…you know."

Curiosity overcoming her surprise, Lalaine asked, "What happen?"

Hilary continued, "I looked into his eyes and we smiled. So I… so I… I started rubbing his …"

"What do you mean? Did you jack him off?" asked Ashlie with an interested smile on her face.

"No, I mean - sort of - we…"

"DAMN IT! Will you fucken just tell us?" Ashlie pleaded, as Hilary thought, 'I guess the cat is out of the bag.'

"Remember I was a still virgin then," Hilary continued, nodded her head. "I told him that I wasn't sure what to do? Well, we kissed again. Then I squeezed my legs around the bulge in his pants and started to moving my 'bottom' up and down."

"Damn, you really were still a virgin?" Ashlie looked from Hilary to Lalaine, they exchanged a look of miss-belief.

"I thought you just acted that way to protect your image?" said Lalaine.

"I think it's true," Ashlie added, looking at Hilary in misbelieve. "Hell, to get my job on Lizzie McGuire, the producer took my cherry. But I guess you (Hilary) took longer to grow up than I did. I know every time I tried to talk about sex, you became embarrassed and clamed up. I didn't realize you were the last virgin in Southern California."

"She a lot different from her sister," Ashlie exclaimed, hopping Hilary would resume her story before anyone brought up her part at the cast party orgy. "Remember how Haylie pulled a train with the whole film crew at the final Lizzie McGuire cast party!"
Continuing to listen, Haylie remained silent, even though Ashlie had taken part in the train too.

"Keith was so nice to me," Lalaine added. "We'd help me with my lines in my dressing room. Sometimes he'd opened up his pants and started jacking off right in front of me! It was fun as long as he didn't cum all over my face!"

"Hell," Ashlie shot back, "Clayton tried that all the time on me! With a little dick like his, it's no wonder he likes little girls with tight butts."

After a long pause Hilary resumed her story, "As we were French kissing, I could feel a shock rising up in me. Our tongues locked as he continued to grow…you know. Running his hands over me, Keith stroked my butt. Then he opened up my shirt and ran his fingers under my ….bra. When he started kissed my nipples, I thought I was in heaven until he reached up my mini shirt and rubbed me." Hilary was talking fast now, she'd seemed afraid to stop.

"Oh, his finger felt so good inside of me. He continued kissing my nipples and stomach and then…I had an explosion in side of me! Keith picked me up and laid me on the couch. It hurt, but his fingers ran in and out of me until he pooped my cherry. Then it felt o-so good! Bending down, he pulled off my panties.

It was then that I noticed that his 'bugle' was right next to my mouth, so I rubbed my face up against it. In a minute, I put the top of it in my mouth. Just then he …bent down as I eagerly spread my legs.

"Keith went down on you?" asked Ashlie eagerly.

"On yea…his tongue felt so good in me! He darted in and out and then rolled it around and I had another organism! It was then that I tried to take off his pants, but his zipper got stuck! So, I tugged and pulled till I got it to work. I swear he gave out a yelp when I finally stroked him up and down. It was my first one and I really liked it. I've had bigger ones since then, but… "

"That's no big surprise! I thought this was a 'short' story."

"Okay, very funny, Ashlie!" Hilary shot back. "I thought you wanted to hear this." Hilary shot her tongue out at her. "Well, you never forget your first. He noticed I was licking my lips. With a little mischievous smile, he asked, "Do you wanted to get a better look at my big one?" I smiled and said, "Yes, Big Daddy!"

"What…were going to check out his feet?" Said Ashlie, continuing to kid her.

"I cautiously ran my tongue up and down. Then I pressed my lips up against his tip. Then opening my mouth, I pushed my tongue into his cock hole.

Keith ran his fingers through my hair and pressed my head down. As I swallow him up, I used my tongue. Then, just as I had most of him in and I could feel him tickling my throat, a big milky flow exploded into my mouth. I was surprised it happened so quickly, but actually, I sort of liked ….it and swallowed it all down.

Smiling I ask him, 'Hmmm, can I do that again?' He nodded and I licked and sucked his softening dick hard again. Just like I'd seen Ashlie do."

Lalaine turned her head and looked at Ashlie in misbelieve. "Well, what can I say," she rallied. "One time she walked in on me. Hilary said she'd tell my mom if I didn't let her watch. Jake Thomas and Ken hadn't minded at all."

Not waiting for any more interruptions, Hilary kept on telling her story. "Keith told me, 'You're so beautiful. I really want to fuck you…right now!' And I shivered all over with delight until he' moved down…but not towards my pussy, but around to my back. Then he told me, 'You've got such a great ass!' Then pulling me open, Keith put several of his fingers into my pussy, and used them to lube up my ass."

"He did you up the Ass first?" Interrupting, Ashlie asked with an interested smirk.

"Okay, what ever. Well, I wasn't sure what to expect. I was a little nervous. But when I felt him press his tip between my butt cheeks, I became really excited and got a good grip on the couch. It hurt as he slowly started ramming it into me. It really hurt. It hurt so much that I asked him to stop, but he kept going. Then all of a sudden Keith's body spasmed and shuddered and I felt his warm chum shoot up my anus and ran down my legs." Showing a bashful smile, Hilary rubbed her butt as the story continued.

"Keith squeezed my breasts as he kept humping me. My anus was more slippery now and he rammed into me faster and faster. Timing with his thrusts into my ass, he humped two fingers into my pussy. Soon, I felt another explosion in me and I yelled out, "O…Keith! That feels so. Don't stop fucking my ass!" After I had my third organism, I felt Keith pull out of me. "I want your pussy now," he said, turning me around.

Dangling before my eyes, his cock shone with a soft luster. It looked so good, and wanting another taste, I wrapped my lips around his shaft and sucked as hard as I could. While squeezing his balls, Keith's hands helped to slide his cock into my throat. And this time I was able to swallow all of him up!"

"You little sex-machine you!" Lalaine exclaimed. "I wouldn't have believed you were such a cock hungry girl back then."

Still sitting besides him, Hilary wrapped her right hand around Keith's cock. With a smile that could hardly be called innocent, Hilary started stroking his penis. Then she bent down and took his whole cock in one swallow. Holding Keith's large cockhead in her throat, Hilary demonstrated to her friends just how good a cocksucker she was. Pulling off after Keith blew his load, she licked off Keith's swollen cockhead while looking at her friends. Then continuing her story, she said, "I enjoyed licking him until another organism shot through me.

My head spinning, I had to lie down on the couch. Letting me rest, Keith messaged my body and suckled on my nipples. When my head cleared, he mounted me. Keith tried to put it in me, but I screamed out in pain as my virginity resisted his efforts to fuck me. But he kept at it. Soon it stopped hurting so much after I lost my cherry. But the moment his cock was all the way in, I felt my insides grew warm and sticky. Cumming like a racehorse, Keith shouted out as he really filled me up. But then he soften…"

"You mean he melted in your…mouth!" joked Ashlie.

Her sprits dropping, Hilary wasn't able to go on, until Lalaine interceded, "Go on honey, what happen?"

Keith seemed crushed as he said. "We always want the things we can't have, especially when it's very beautiful like you. This has all been a terrible mistake." He couldn't look me in the eye. Keith's voice was week and actually cracked as he told me, 'I'm sorry, but we can never be together again. I'll go to jail if word gets out. This has to stay our secret.'

I cried a little, but I promised him that I would never tell anyone. It's been four years and we haven't been alone since then. I know it was all a big mistake."

With her story finally over, Hilary bent forward and put her head in her hands. While her emotions were overwhelming and her eyes were filled with tears, she still couldn't help but notice that Keith was now very hard. Conveying years of built up sexual frustration, she started kissing and licking all over Keith's cock again. It was at that very moment that Hilary finally realized that Keith was conscious when he took her head between his hands and began to fuck her mouth.

In shock, Hilary popped up. She was going to try to somehow apologize, until she saw what Ashlie, Lalaine AND Clayton were now doing. Both Ashlie and Lalaine were sandwiching Clayton in a three-way, who was now also very much awake!

Keith smiled at her silently, unable to think of anything to say. After his earlier rejection and needing him to tell her he was sorry, Hilary stood hesitantly in front of him, shifting her weight on her legs. While he remained speechless, the sincerity of his smile told her all she needed to know. A moment later, he reached out, took her in his arms and kissed her.

Seeing Hilary's tears of joy, Keith realized that he really wanted to fuck her. He hugged her, as she whispered, "I want you so bad."

"Wow! That's nice!" Keith said, his face a glow. "I'm so sorry. I was so damn stupid earlier." Hilary's smile lit the room as she nodded her head in understanding as he continued, "So…if it's okay for a forty-two-year old man and a seventeen-year-old women to…I would be the happiness man in the world if…we have sex."

Hilary beamed beautifully after he kissed her and it her turn to say, "Wow!"

Keith grinned back. "Isn't there something we left unfinished," he asked.

Hilary gave him back a big kiss. "Does Big Daddy want his big one taken care of?" Finishing her question, they hardly could make it into his bedroom before they tore each other's clothes off. Coming together in a hot six-nine, Hilary worked her mouth around his cock with gusto. Eating her pussy, Keith was receptive to her charms to say the least! Hilary soon paused, shuddering excitedly in climax. Then she resumed going after his cock and balls with gusto. After working her lips up and down, drawing in her lips, Hilary started sucking powerfully. As she went, Keith ran his fingers through Hilary's hair and pressed her head down. As she swallowed him up, Hilary used her hot tongue to brush his throbbing shaft.

To help drive his cock deeper and faster, Keith wrapped both of his hands around her head. He could feel her hunger as she sucked his cock as she ran her hands up and down, banging his balls harder and harder. Enjoying her breasts, Keith pinched and sucked on her nipples. She could feel Keith tensing up, and knew he was about cum.

Deep throating him, Hilary could feel him tickling her throat, his milky torrent filled her mouth and shoot down her throat. Grunting wildly, she tried to swallow it all up, thoroughly licking his dick clean and milking all she could get. Even though Hilary liked it, she was disappointed that it happened so quickly…again. But after getting him hard yet again, Hilary climbed on top and smiled blissfully as she impaled herself on Keith's cock.

Humping him furiously, Hilary moved her hips in time with his. Keith thought Hilary actually seemed to glow. Her beautiful titties dangled deliciously in front him. Keith took turns suckling her nipples as she rode him to orgasmic joy! Wanting more, Keith put a pillow on the floor, laid her back on it and lifted her legs up over his shoulders. Hilary grasped as he entered her again and again. Then latching on to Hilary's ass and squeezing her breasts, he pounded her pussy with all his lusty might.

"Hilary," he spoke to her, "your so beautiful. I want you so much." He moaned with delight as his balls and back tensed, ramming his cock to hilt. Pleasurable agony gripped him as his hot milky load shot deep into her tight pussy. Then he pulled out, bent over and licked her out. "Hummm, vanilla!" he said, causing a shared laugh. Wanting to get back inside of her. As Hilary resumed sucking him hard-on again, his hands gently massage all over her body. Excited that Keith's cock was still hard after twice empting his balls, Hilary knew that she wanted him as a lover. And with Keith's last orgasm, Lalaine, Ashlie, Ken and Clayton joined them and a wild six-way orgy on Keith's king size bed.

Hilary was hesitant at first about joining in, until Clayton's unattended cock conveniently brushed up against her face. At only about five-inches, Hilary was surprised that his cock was so much smaller than Keith's. But looking at it up close, she noticed that Clayton's cock glistened with male and female juices. She smirked, wondering if Ashlie and Lalaine had fallen down on the job. Remembering her teenage crush on him, Hilary just couldn't help herself. Swallowing up Clayton's cockhead, she sucked her heart out. Immediately he put his hand on the top of her head and pushed her lips all the way down his shaft, Hilary realized that was what Clayton had that in mind. Riding her pussy over Keith's face, while deep-throated Clayton's cock, Hilary really got into her first group-sex experience.

Uncertain whether Hilary had ever taken part in an orgy before, Hilary relieved Keith's concerns when she omitted a happy moan. Looking down, Keith to happy to see that while he'd been busy eating her pussy, Hilary was sucking on Clayton's cock as Ken did her up the ass! Casting his eyes about, he saw everyone had joined together in a dream-fulfilling orgy. His eyes circled as Keith ate out Hilary's pussy as she sucked Clayton's cock. While Clayton was eating out Lalaine's pussy, she ate out Ashlie's pussy, as she sucked on Keith's cock.

Now in a 69 position with Ken, Ashlie knew this was best way to deep throat him, because the angle helped Ashlie to relax her throat. Ashlie knew from experience that she could do about six strokes before she had to take a breath. Making yummy noises as she embraced his entire penis, Ashlie sucked so hard, she almost forgot to breathe.

As Ashlie's eyes watered, Lalaine enjoyed how she squirmed all over Hilary's face. Lalaine lustfully licked out Hilary's pussy until her mouth was filled with girl juice. Enraptured by their passions, both girls moaned out again. Almost simultaneously, Keith burst into Ashlie's mouth just as Clayton filled Hilary's. After catching their breaths and switching partners, the orgy continued. While Hilary knew that one-on-one was better because you can really give your attention to one person. Discovering that she really liked group sex, 'Wow,' Hilary she thought, 'Wow!'

About two hours and many organisms later, they all sat in circle smiling at each other. Having never been in an orgy, Hilary wanted to make the most out of it. She was happy that everybody had been so willing, so able, and so ready to go. But when she tried to stand, her muscles ached in exhaustion. "Woooo! I'm really feeling F - U - C - K -E - D out!" she exclaimed. Not carrying if any one was listening and noticing that it was 2:30 AM, she felt as beat as everybody else look. "Damn! We've been fucking for hours!"

"It's so late," Keith suggested. "Why doesn't everybody stay her?"

Having already spent most of the night, everybody enthusiastically agreed that Keith had a good idea. Hilary giggled as she excitedly led Ken by his cock to a bedroom. Lalaine and Ashlie went with Clayton and Keith. Hilary and Ken fucked for a few minutes before falling a sleep in each other's arms.

Later, Hilary awoke to the clamor of Ken snoring next to her, dead to the world. It was still pitch black out, but her bladder felt ready to burst. So Hilary slowly got up and tried to feel her way in the darkness.

After using the bathroom, Hilary headed back to bed. But getting the rooms confused, instead of ending back where she started, she discovered she was in the wrong room. But she filled with excitement when she noticed Keith and Haylie lying naked together.
She wanted to feel the pleasure of Keith's big cock in her pussy. She wanted to suck on it and taste his cum. She wanted to feel it rammed up her ass again and again. Cock-crazed, Hilary's panties became moist as she went to him.

First she took Keith's cock into her mouth and sucked. Hilary was surprised how much she enjoyed moving his soft cock around in her mouth with her tongue. As she sucked and tugged, Hilary couldn't get over how much bigger Ken's cock was than Keith's.
When his cock began to grow, she pulled off. Giving him kisses all over his face, she commenced stroking his cock. Starting to wake up, Keith open his mouth and Hilary shot her tongue in.

Aroused in more ways than one, Keith spoke, "Hey, Hilary! You certainly know to make a mans dreams come true." That being just what she wanted to hear, Hilary hoped he would fulfill some more of hers!

Taking his balls in one hand and still stroking him with the other Hilary said, "Keith, you were always so nice to me. You treated just like a father." She started kissing him all over his body, as her hands rapidly stroked up and down his shaft. Then with a little mischievous smile she asked, "Will my big TV father please grant little 'Lizzie' the pleaser of his huge cock in her sweet - little - pussy?" She really emphasized the last three words. Then she added a, "Pretty please, father?" giving him the most innocent look she could.

He couldn't refuse her and in a moment, Hilary's persistence paid off. Rolling on top, Keith began to forcefully and urgently fuck his TV daughter's brains out.

After doing her missionary, he fucked her doggy style. When she cummed, he next did her in a reverse cowgirl, and then, after she cummed again, he bang her in sledge hammered! Even after all this, Keith wasn't finished. He grabbed her breasts and titty fucked her. Afterwards, he banged her up the ass, while finger fucking her pussy with two fingers and his thumb! Having woken up some time during the titty fucking, Haylie joined in the kissing and sucking. Using her tongue, Haylie cummed again while her sister ate out her pussy.

O - good it really hurt! But she didn't what them to stop, no matter what. When Keith shot his load in Hilary's anus, she came yet again. Hilary continued to climax as Haylie got on her knees and licked out her ass! Then, almost throwing her on the bed, they got into a sixty-nine. Keeping right up with them, Keith licked their crotches, their titties, and their butts. Then, when Keith resumed humping Hilary, she told him, "Any time you and that big dick of yours are back on the west coast…please come by and give it to little Lizzie and her sister!"

"I'll fucken move there to get at sweet ass's like you two!" His answer caused them both to giggle.

But Hilary didn't want Keith to find out that she liked Ken's cock better than his! His was so much bigger, she thought, 'Ken's so big and he really knows how to pleasure a woman. It's too bad that Steve isn't here.' While realizing that a schoolgirl fantasy only goes so far, after finishing with Keith, Hilary padded the 'little dear' on the head, and then went back to Ken's room to wake him up.

Their fun resuming, Ken fucked Hilary's hot little pussy again as their tongues interlocked. Later, as the sun was just beginning to peak through the window, Keith rolled over and past out. Also, feeling bushed, Hilary both took a well-deserved cap nap.

When Hilary woke up she saw a ray of sunlight was shining down upon Ken's mid section. She saw that sometime in his sleep, Keith had rolled over on his back and ended up laying spread eagle. Highlighted by the sunlight, his naked form reminded her of Michel Angelo's statue of David. Only Ken's cock was bigger. Reinvigorated by her nap, Hilary woke him by sucking his dick. Later in the morning, after he and Hilary had showered, they ordered breakfast in bed.

Later, much later, that morning, they all gathered in a large hot tub to relax and regain their strength. The hot water was feeling very good when Ashlie started something really crazy by asking Keith and Clayton, "Have you boys ever wondered about fucking 'Lizzie' at the same time?"

It is no secret, but Hilary had grown sick of always being called that name, but this time she seemed to like it. Ashlie could tell that the thought of them doing her at the same time turned Hilary on!

Already been holding Keith's penis at the time, Hilary reached out for Clayton's. Then she smiled enthusiastically, jacking them both off at the same time. "Please fuck me boys?" She asked eagerly, adding a, "O! Pretty Please! Bang my little pussy and ass at the same time."

Because she'd been actually joking, Ashlie was too shocked to say anything, when, to Hilary's great delight, both men carried her from the hot tub. It really turned her on that they both guys were going to fuck her! With a big smile on her face, Hilary stood up, spread her legs, and motioned them to her. Having each other to turn to, Ken, Lalaine and Ashlie didn't mind.

Water was still dripping off Hilary's body as both men started to kiss and message her body. Clayton was first to claim her pussy, as Keith did her up the ass. Keith's big one needed a little help getting started. But after licking out Hilary's ass hole, he was able to ram it in to her. Soon, switching palaces, as they continued fucking her, Hilary seemed a washed in pleasure, losing track of who was who.

Afterwards, Hilary thought it would be fun to try something else out. So she asked, "Come over guys and put your both your cocks in my mouth."

Ken wouldn't have believed it was possible but Hilary was able to suck both Clayton and Keith's cocks at the same time. Hilary even tried to deep throat them, but her throat just wasn't big enough. Even though both guys had already cummed earlier, they treated her mouth to a double load of 'cream.' But with both their cocks still in her mouth, it was almost too much for her to handle. Cum dripping down her throat on to her breasts as Ashlie and Lalaine licked it away! Hilary looked as if she were drunk on the experience.

Later when Hilary was finished, Ashlie said, "Take it from some who knows, blowjobs are even better with two dicks in your mouth. Let me tell you!" Then before anyone else said anything, she asked, "So have you guys every wondered what it be like to do each other?"

Hilary couldn't believe Ashlie had asked that, but to their amazement Clayton almost seemed to like the idea. With a lick of the lips and an evil grin, he looked over at Keith pecker. Then getting on his knees he looked upwards at Keith pale face. Bending forward, Clayton put is lips upon the tip of Keith cockhead. Then he opened his mouth and look about to do it. But suddenly, to almost everyone's relief, Clayton laughed and shook his head. "Just kidding!"

While Keith didn't seem to think it was funny. With a hardy laugh, Ashlie joked, "I know I couldn't have resisted Keith's big one bouncing in front of my face. Hummm!"

Feeling left out of the fun, Lalaine came over and sucked on Keith's dick. At the same time, Hilary French kissed him and stroked his cock into her friend's mouth. Then while Keith massaged their bodies, Hilary and Lalaine giggle as they grabbed each other's butts and started eating each other's pussy.

Ashlie was next to joined in. To show their approval, both Hilary and Lalaine took turns finger fucking Ashlie while they continued feasting upon each other's pussy juices. When it seamed to them like Ashlie might be feeling neglected they switch places. Doing his part, Clayton went from body to body, licking, sucking, caressing and kissing. Taking his time, after he gave rim jobs to everyone but Ken. But while he licking Keith's butt, he gave him a hand job. Then, going against his earlier claim, he sucked Keith's cock while Ashlie, Lizzie and Haylie all took a turn wrapping their legs around his head, keeping him busy. As the orgy continued, withdrawing her steamy pussy from Lalaine's loving mouth, Hilary dropped into Ken's lap. Impaling herself on his cock, she began lustfully riding him again.

Downing his sixth drink of day, Ken enjoyed the goings on very much! 'O God! Hilary's really knows how to fuck. Jake always said she was a nice piece of ass,' he thought.

The Lizzie McGuire Reunion Orgy continuing, no one left Keith Carradine's hotel room all that long 'hot' day.