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Teddy
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_Teddy_
By Justin Cann
"My name is Ted. Theodore Sherrit Mosely Tighlman.
TSMT. Teddy.
"'Yeah, whatever,' most people might say.
Yeah. 'A Gold Coastie rookie Senator sitting on his lawn
next to the pool with his martini reading the Wall Street
Journal on a late summer afternoon after the return
commute from Washington.' Then in that sort of voice
people put on when they're imitating someone and they
want you to _know_ it, say, 'Yep! Yep! Campaign's not
going so darned well. Damn Democrats back in office!'
"I may have gone to boarding school and
attended Yale, but I've seen some things."
It was true. Ted certainly looked like he had
never even so much as touched someone who wasn't
Talbot County's unofficial aristocracy or their back-and-
forth relatives from Philadelphia's Mainline.
I knew differently, of course, and that was
why I was here to interview him. On the drive from the
_Washington Post_ I had been given all the details. This
one was a real scoop. Catching the Congressman with his
pants down.
Oldest story in the newspaper of American History.
History repeats itself. I had the latest bit of
the cycle in my briefcase right now. Pictures of 'Teddy'
getting it up the ass in a New York loft. A red haired girl
administering her strap-on to his anus. There's more
where that came from apparently.
Seems they were taken about twenty years
ago. Seems his cousin took them. Seems she and him are
in some of the other pictures in some interesting
Twister-poses.
So I'd come down here for the reaction piece.
Quite rare that a Senator in a situation like this will
give a reaction _before_ the story hits the streets. Real
rare.
"So is that thing rolling?" he asked, gesturing
toward my tape recorder, which he actually _insisted_ I
bring.
"Yes sir. Has been for a little bit."
"Teddy. OK. If this is going into print, I want
you to say Teddy in every reference to me after the first.
That's my only stipulation for giving you guys this
scoop."
"Well I guess I can live with that."
"With a story like this coming up, I guess you
can. Would you like a drink before we start."
"Please."
"What's your pleasure?"
I was beginning to feel almost bad about
bringing this bastard down. Now let me set you straight.
I don't care about Teddy's [There I'll do it damn it. I'll
call him 'Teddy.'] perversions. I want to bring him down
because he's nearly a fascist. Old money. Old worn-out
ideas. He and his kind are still slave-masters, they just
work around "that silly ol' amendment."
"Martini's fine. Dry please."
Teddy reached over to the slate counter
surface next to his lawn chair, pressed an intercom
button and said, "Miss Kate, might we have another round
of martinis when you get a chance?"
Well, at least he's polite about it.
"So what I want to do, as I'm sure your
editors must have told you, is to tell the whole story
myself. Just fess up. I'm not ashamed to admit that I'm
playing the old, 'I'm past that now' excuse."
"Certainly. Would you prefer me to ask questions or do
you have something prepared."
"Well not prepared really. It's been such a
sudden development. I thought I'd just tell the story and
you could pipe in with a question if something comes up."
He paused for a moment and glanced out over
the cove as if searching there for the strength to tell his
tale.
"Well, back in P let see I was 17 P 1960, I was
spending the summer here as usual, and my cousin June
came down with Aunt Beth for a month. She was sixteen
and quite good looking. She could dance too. I've always
liked girls I can dance with.
"I ended up in charge of making sure she had a
good time. At first I didn't want to do it, but that wore
off in about three days. I forgot all about my friends and
just spent the whole time with June. Yeah, Mom and Aunt
Beth were just tickled that we were such good pals.
They wanted me to introduce her to some of my rich
Coastie friends so that June could snare one and Aunt
Beth could move down here to be with mom.
"Well I guess I should tell you that Beth is my
mom's sister. Her husband died in World War Two in the
Pacific two months after he married Beth. June was born
seven months later in 1944. Two months premature.
"So anyway, June was here and I started
spending all of my time with her. We went on rows in
the cove. Walks through the woods, even the marsh. And
of course we went to the dances.
"We got drunk together for the first time,
both of us that summer. One time I had a fifth of gin and
we went down to the dockhouse to 'inspect the Snipe for
the regatta.' Read: drink our gin.
"So we were down in the boat house and we
were both fairly drunk. I don't remember P and I've never
asked June if she does P which one of us made the first
move, but we ended up kissing and fondling each other,
while lying on the mainsail of the _Mary_Elizabeth_III_.
That's the ketch down there at the dock. Named after my
mom.
"I remember kissing June passionately as I
unbuttoned her blouse. She stroked the crotch of my
bulging pants as my hands finally encountered her pert
breasts and firm nipples."
I couldn't believe that I was getting so
explicit a story, and by now I noticed that Teddy had a
gaze that encompassed the entirety of the peaceful cove:
the ketch, [no doubt the same one kept in perfect shape
by BNs] the dockhouse, the pier, the water, the shadows
of the other shore, and the blue heron gliding across the
cove a few feet off the water.
Miss Kate was coming down the lawn carrying
a silver tray. I coughed Teddy out of his near-reverie and
noticed that Miss Kate wasn't the ample-of-body-and-
submissive-good-natured black woman I had expected.
Rather I was confronted with a stiff yet well-mannered
white woman. She was wearing a maid costume [if Teddy
weren't racist he was certainly classist or sexist or
both] that bordered on revealing. I couldn't understand
why she acted so stiffly wearing that outfit.
"Thank you Miss Kate," he said as he took the
martinis and handed one to me.
"Thank you," I repeated. Miss Kate gave me a
quite sly glance as she folded the tray up to her chest
and spun on her heels to return to the house. Perhaps _I_
was the one who was being prejudiced. She wasn't the
kindly old black woman I had expected. Was there a
reason for this. Did the senator do the maid? God, that's
the _oldest_ story.
"Well that was about all we did that time," he
continued when Miss Kate was out of earshot, "We
remained fairly confused about it for a week or so. After
all, one is not supposed to kiss one's cousin, is one?" He
asked, somewhat sarcastically and somewhat seriously.
"About a week later, a similar thing happened.
We were out for a row, and we were out of the cove there
around Hackett's point." He gestured off into the Tred
Avon. "We started splashing each other P me using the
oar and June using her hands. We got a little carried
away and ended up capsizing the rowboat. We were only
in about five feet of water, so I had no problem righting
it again and getting back in. When I went to pull June
back up though, we slipped. Actually I hurt my butt quite
a bit on that gunwale, but I didn't cry out because June's
lips fell directly on to mine.
"Mind you I'm not saying that this is like 'one-
of-those-things,' we probably fell like that on purpose;
subconsciously. Once again, we began kissing and petting
each other. The rowboat drifted to the lee shore as
slowly on that summer day as I removed the top half of
June's bathing suit. By the time we nudged up on the
sand, her hand was in my pants stroking my penis. I was
alternately sucking each nipple.
"In 1960, that house wasn't there, and there
were only woods. After a few more minutes of this I got
out and helped June out. I tied the painter to a fallen
tree and hopped up on to it. I pulled June up as I stared
at her naked breasts. We lay there in the sun on the wide
fallen oak and explored each others passions.
"Before long, I reached my hand down her
bathing suit to feel my first pussy. I didn't really quite
know what to do, I confess, but June moved her hand
down there too and guided mine in the motions. In this
way I soon had two fingers in her massaging the walls of
her vagina, while my thumb made the occasional swipe
over her clitoris.
"She took her hand out of the suit and arched
her back up to take it the rest of the way off. I resumed
sucking her nipples while I got more used to arousing her
pussy. She reached into my bathing trunks again and
gripped my seventeen year-old's rock-hard erection and
began stroking it gently. After a minute or so of this, I
stood up and removed my trunks as well.
"I could barely believe it. There I was on a
fallen tree totally naked with my cousin June. I mean,
she'd hit me over the head with a toy car when we were
two and three. I just gazed at her lying there as I stood
casting my shadow on her. Instinct or something took
over and it no longer mattered that neither of us had done
this before P it no longer mattered that we were cousins.
I slowly lay down on top of her, kissing first her breasts
and then her neck and finally her lips again, as my penis
slid effortlessly into her well lubricated cunt. "I just
started slowly thrusting in and out, now nibbling her
ears. I remember noticing that it obviously hurt her for a
moment. She quickly forgot about the tweak of pain from
her burst maidenhead and the stretching ache in her
pussy and quickly experienced an orgasm. I hear that's
pretty rare for a girl the first time.
"Anyway, I continued to fuck her, abandoning
kissing now in favor of a more forceful rhythm. I arched
over top of her as she writhed in her very first, or so she
told me, orgasm. I don't believe it. I reached my own
soon after, shooting gobs of cum into her.
"I think back on it now and reckon we were
damned lucky she never got pregnant that summer. Maybe
we're somehow incompatible; sperm-and-egg-wise that
is. We carried on like that all summer and finally I had
to go off to Yale.
"Yes, I did go early. I was seventeen until a
month into my first semester there. I didn't get laid that
semester. At Yale in 1960 you had to know how to get
laid. It's very simple, you just had to _know_ it though.
I didn't find out until later."Anyway, I returned home for
Christmas to the happy news that June was going to visit
for a week.
"When she arrived, I tried to get things going
again as soon as possible. In private, she told me that
she was seeing a guy from Radner. She also told me that
Aunt Beth would never approve because he was the son of
a minor office worker.
"The important thing was that she had sex
with him. She told me about how he fucked her in the ass
and how she sucked his dick; both things that we didn't
think of the summer before.
"So for the first few days she didn't have
anything to do with me that way. On New Year's Eve
though, at about three o' clock in the morning, she crept
into my bedroom and woke me up. I had been allowed a
few drinks by my parents, who had allowed themselves
and their friends quite a few more, and was therefore
slow to be roused.
"When I finally totally opened my eyes, I saw
June, pulling down my pajamas and going for my cock
with her mouth. It instantly stiffened, almost poking her
in the eye. It almost would've been funny if I hadn't been
so scared. "I calmed myself down by rationalizing that
my parents were, no doubt, plowed while June's tongue
played with the head of my penis. I just lay back and
decided to enjoy the experience; something I always try
to do.
"She put her lips around my glans and polished
it with her tongue, then swallowed more and more until
she had the whole thing in her mouth. She began to bob
her head up and down with her fingers in a ring in front
of her lips, encircling my cock. Her teeth gently brushed
against the top and bottom of my penis every time she
withdrew it from her mouth.
"I have never been a quick cum when my dick
is getting sucked. Don't know why, but it takes awhile
that way for me. The first time was no exception. She
must have been getting tired of sucking, but gave it her
best because she knew it was my first time. Eventually I
shot my load in her mouth and it seemed to me that she
hungrily slurped it all down.
"I fell back in a daze from the scrunched up
position my orgasm had thrown me into. June began
kissing her way up my stomach and chest, unbuttoning my
pajamas and her own as she went.
"We got face to face and kissed like that for a
while, and she continued moving up, letting me kiss her
perky breasts. I felt that she was wearing no pants, just
a long, unbuttoned flannel pajama top. She continued to
move up, and pinning my arms down with her legs, put her
glistening pussy right in my face.
"Once again, instinct or something took over,
and I quickly lashed out with my tongue for her clitoris.
I licked it with the end of my tongue causing June to
moan above me. She quickly came, but I had not had
enough of this wonderful new ambrosia. I continued
licking and probing with my tongue. I put my tongue as
far up her undulating cunt as I could while her juices
flowed out onto my face.
"Eventually, June could take no more, and
collapsed in my arms on the bed. By this time, however,
my penis was rock-hard again. Actually, as an eighteen
year-old, it was fully erect again only minutes after I
had come. She began to reach behind her and up to her
pussy swabbing her plentiful juices over to her asshole.
"June got on her hands and knees on the bed
and I knew instantly what to do. I mounted her from
behind and quickly thrust my penis into her tight rectum.
She grunted as my cock first thrust in, so I hesitated for
a moment, then began my slow thrusts. I knelt erect and
held her butt cheeks with my hands and squeezed them
firmly as I steadily increased the pace.
"With each thrust, June moaned or grunted or
sighed. Finally, I felt the waves of orgasm flow through
me and into her colon."
At this point I noticed a British racing green
BMW pull onto the driveway and kick up a cloud of tan
dust behind it as it closed the quarter mile or more
between the road and the house. Teddy stopped gazing at
the cove and acknowledged the car, but didn't really
break his stride.
"With the last spurt I pulled out of her
cornhole, rolled her over and started lapping at her pussy
without hesitation, like a hungry dog eating from a bowl.
While I was fucking her ass, she'd been moaning, 'Fuck
me! Fuck me!' and she started saying it, even yelling a
bit, while I was gorging the feast of her cunt. A damn
good thing my folks were dead to the world. Damn good
thing."
The car pulled up and a middle-aged woman,
still quite stunning, rolled down the driver's side
window. It was certainly an electric window."Hi honey,"
she said, "I guess I'll just unload these groceries my
self." "Sure you can manage?" Teddy replied.
"Absolutely! Now you just get on with you
interview, then we'll go sailing."
I just assumed that she was Mrs. Tighlman.
Senators rarely apologize. When they do, they _never_
make that mistake again.
"So anyway," Teddy continued as the BMW
slowly rolled down the lawn to the dock, "as soon as my
cock was hard again, which didn't take too long in those
days, June rolled me over and straddled my penis, while
licking all of her juices off of my face.
"She rode me hard for at least a half an hour
maybe as much as an hour. There wasn't much jism left
in my sac. It took awhile for everything to percolate. Of
course June had unnumbered orgasms, but when I finally
came, it was like an anti-climax. June just lowered
herself onto me and we fell asleep. "The next morning
when I woke up she was gone. There were many stains on
the sheets though, so I know that she had really been
there. I washed, and went down for breakfast, where my
parents were recovering from _their_ night. I was
handed a cup of coffee and some toast. Aunt Beth and
June came down several minutes later, but during their
breakfast, Aunt Beth got a call from some lawyer.
Apparently, she had suddenly and unexpectedly inherited
a small fortune. June and Aunt Beth left right away, and
I barely had time to say anything to June. We did write
fairly constantly from then on though. We swore always
to be lovers no matter who else we loved.
The woman from the BMW had made two trips
down the dock carrying four plastic bags, two in each
hand, full of groceries down to the ketch.
"Would you like another martini?" Teddy
asked. I realized that we had both drank them rather
quickly.
"No thanks. Could I have some iced tea or
water instead?" I was trying very hard to keep my
professional cool. It was a hot and muggy Eastern Shore
summer afternoon. I also noticed that his story was
making me rather horny.
"Miss Kate," he said, pressing the intercom
button on the counter next to him, "might we have
another martini for myself and an iced tea for Mr. Czonka
here?" To me he said, "Would you like some sugar or
lemon in that?"
"Both please."
"With some sugar and lemon in the tea." He
said into the intercom.
"June came down for the summer, and we
were lovers as usual. I even saw her once that spring and
we made love in a bathroom at her house. What you're
here about, I presume, is when I went to New York the
next winter to see her at her new apartment there.
"She'd gotten into an art school up in New
York and it was decided that she would show me around
the city for a weekend and then we would all return here
for Christmas that year. Aunt Beth had already moved
here that fall. See, there's her house now across the
Tred Avon.
"So I went into New York city thinking I knew
what to expect. I got out of my cab that had taken me
from the subway to her loft. It was about eleven at night
on Friday. I climbed the steel stairs and knocked on the
door. Sally ... do you know who I'm talking about? I
assume you've seen these pictures."
I nodded assent.
"Sally's the red haired girl. She answered the
door and said, 'You must be Teddy, June's cousin. She's
not here right now, but she told me to have you in to
wait. She'll be back in a half an hour.'
Miss Kate arrived and gave me an iced tea and
a mischievous grin and gave Teddy his martini and a
well-rehearsed pant.
"Thank you, Miss Kate."
"Thank you." I echoed.
"Sally and I exchanged pleasantries until June
came home. She showed me her photography equipment
and some photos she had done P all of nude models. I
recognized June in some of the pictures.
"When June got home, she practically dragged
me into her bedroom saying, 'Thank God you're here! I
haven't had a real dick in my pussy since summer.'
"I found myself wondering why she hadn't
been able to get laid here in New York city, but I forgot
as quickly as she disrobed and fell to her knees in front
of me. In the same motion, she closed the door to her
bedroom.
"She undid the button of my pants with her
teeth and likewise unfastened the zipper. She tugged the
elastic band of my underpants with her teeth P tugged it
aside so that my erection popped out. She pulled my
pants and underpants down with her hands, clawing down
my buttocks and thighs as she went, while she engulfed
my penis whole into her mouth.
"She sucked very violently and swallowed my
dick without gagging. The last inch of my cock was
literally going in and out of her throat as she moved her
head back and forth over my dick. I leaned back against
the door as I became a bit weak in the knees because of
my cousin's furious dick sucking.
"I was a little surprised as she reached her
left hand around and tickled my anus. She brought that
hand back and formed a ring around my penis with it like
she had a year before. When her index finger and thumb
were quite wet with her saliva, she reached her hand
around again to my butt.
"My anus was almost sweating with
anticipation, as she quickly thrust her finger up my
cornhole. She began to work it in and out to the same
rhythm that she devoured my dick. I was so delirious, I
didn't even notice her inserting her middle finger as well.
It wasn't until after I came a few moments later,
shooting great wads of jism built up in anticipation
directly down her throat, that I noticed the second
finger.
"'Wow!' was pretty much all I could say, as I
finally crumpled to the floor and into my cousin's arms.
After I caught my breath I remembered about June saying
that she hadn't had any dick since the summer. I asked
her about this.
"'Well, you see I've been doing Sally and Vicky.
You must not have met Vicky yet, she's probably out.'
While she was saying this, she was sitting cross legged
and undoing her blouse wistfully. 'What do you think of
Sally?' she asked me after a pause.
"I told June that I thought Sally was a nice
enough girl and that her pictures were really well done P
especially the pictures of her. I was still somewhat
stunned by learning that my cousin was having sex with
other women. Even though I was in college at Yale, at the
end of 1961 I still had yet to hear the word 'lesbian'.
"She sensed my confusion and playfully
stroked my limp penis bringing it back to attention.
After a moment, she stood up, and held out her hand to
me. I took it and she hauled me up.
"'Now for some _real_ fun!' she said as she
completely doffed her blouse, fully revealing her
creamy-fleshed pert tits. She kicked off her shoes and
stepped out of her skirt as I finished removing my own
clothing. She bent over at the corner of the foot of her
bed. I placed my hand on her buttcheek and moved it
quickly to her cunt. I found it juiced up and obviously
ready for my cock. June seemed to be fastening
something to the bed's leg. I moved in and holding her
buttcheeks I started to move my penis in lazy circles
around her labia.
"'You silly!' I remember she said, 'Save that
for a little bit and help me tie the rope to the bed legs.' I
stopped, did as I was told and looked next to the leg at
the head of her bed. Sure enough, there was a piece of
cord there. I tied it to the leg using a quick bowline and
flopped the end up onto the bed. In a moment there were
four strong strings, one at each corner of the bed.
"'All right, who's first?' she asked me. I don't
remember what I said, but I do remember the grin on my
face. Maybe I said 'me first,' because June pushed me
backwards onto the bed. Despite her slower performance
a moment ago, which was no doubt intended to show off
her shapely ass, June could tie knots as fast as I can. In
ten seconds, I was tied fast spread-eagled to the bed.
"She wasted no time in straddling my face,
facing toward my feet. I eagerly opened her cunt lips
with my probing tongue and plunged it as deep as I could.
June knew what I was doing and put more weight onto my
face, plunging my tongue even deeper. She started
bucking up and down on my face as her juices ran down
my cheek and neck. Her bucking increased in intensity as
her moaning increased in volume.
"She was panting out things like 'Lick my
pussy harder, you worthless piece of meat!' and 'Put your
tongue in me, slave!' Her gyrations started to go side to
side across my face and a virtual torrent of her pussy
juice gushed down my cheeks. My member was begging
for attention, but she simply refused to bend down and
take it in her mouth.
"Instead, her motions reached a fever pitch
and she cried out 'O! I'm coming! Suck me harder, slave!'
I did as I was told and launched her into orgasm after
orgasm. Finally, during one of her many orgasms, she
began slapping my cock back and forth. The violence of
her blows increased with each successive wave of
orgasm.
"I could barely lick her quivering gash
anymore, but finally I came from the repeated blows to
my penis, shooting my jism all over my stomach.
"'Did I tell you you could come?' She barked
at me. 'No I didn't. Now you must be punished.'
"She raised her body to an erect position, and
spread her buttcheeks with her hands as she lowered her
anus to my face. 'Now my butt wants some attention,
slave. This will be your penance for coming when I didn't
give you permission.'
"I gleefully licked my tongue around the edges
of her pleated orifice, producing a wonderful reaction in
my cousin. 'Push your tongue in, slave!' she barked as
she wiped up some of the cum getting cold on my belly. I
can only assume that she licked it off of her hands.
"At any rate, I did, once again, as I was told,
pushing my tongue into her asshole, attempting to ignore
the taste of her shit. I could tell that she was playing
with her pussy and clitoris with one hand, as my tongue
explored the soft lining of her colon. Her sphincter began
to contract and quiver as she neared yet another orgasm.
"'Yes, slave! Yes!' she cried out as she rode
the plateau of the orgasm she had been building herself
up to. When it was over, she collapsed forward and lay
over my crotch. My tongue, of course, slid out of her
cornhole. Within minutes, she was asleep. I attempted
to spit out the flavor of her rectum, but could not. Since
I was firmly tied, I could not get up to rinse out my
mouth. Eventually, I just joined June in her nap.
At this point the sun had gone down, and the
poolside lights had come on. Teddy paused for a long
moment, looking contemplative. My tape ran out, and I
flipped it over. There was some important stuff already
on side "A."
"I bet you weren't expecting anything like
this?"
"Frankly, no." I replied, "Actually, I guess I
want to tell you that I don't see any reason why this
should affect your career. Americans are too hung up on
sex, I figure. In France, what a man does outside his
political career is exactly that: outside. Unfortunately,
there's nothing I can do about it."
"I appreciate your vote of confidence. Well, I
think things will work out for me. I wouldn't worry."
"Actually, I was rather enjoying your story.
That is, if you don't mind..." "Certainly. Maybe some
people _will_ enjoy this. Do you think the _Post_ will
print it?"
I didn't have the heart to tell him 'no way!' It
seemed to me that the idea of getting the whole
readership of the _Post_ all hot and bothered was the
point of this whole interview for Teddy. It seemed like
the thought of it was arousing him almost as much as
recalling some of his more mischievous sexual
experiences.
"Well, we might cut it a little bit."
"Good, as long as it sees the light of day. I
guess I'll go on."
"By all means." I was really feeling bad about
doing this story now.
"I was awakened early the next morning, June
still lying on me, her pussy and asshole right in my face,
by a hearty slapping sound. I looked up, and saw a woman
with long straight black hair wearing a leather teddy. I
looked at June's buttcheek and I could see the red
impression of her hand quickly forming there.
"'Wake up, slaves!' This could only be Vicky.
Actually I recognized her from Sally's nude photographs.
June jumped up and stood up straight in front of Vicky.
Vicky placed her hand in June's crotch and felt around.
"'Seems like this boy satisfied your slutty
little pussy last night!' I was already struck with
Vicky's commanding and insulting voice. 'Untie him
slave.'
"I was grateful for this, as the circulation to
my hands and feet was thoroughly gone. As soon as June
untied my hands and feet, I sat up with my legs off the
bed, rubbing my wrists and ankles.
"Vicky came over to me and said, 'Has mean
old June been treating you rough?' She ran her fingers
through my hair. 'Well, we'll just have to do something
to make up for it!'
"'Slut!' she barked, addressing June, 'Lay on
your back with your head at the foot of the bed.' June
quickly complied. Vicky stood at the foot of the bed, her
pussy just inches from my cousin's mouth, and slowly
entered into a sixty-nine with her. 'Now fuck me from
behind, Teddy!' Vicky ordered after licking June's pussy
for a moment.
"I figured that June must have told her
roommates all about me. I got myself into position
between Vicky's long, dark-complexioned legs, and held
her buttocks.
"June began sucking my penis, instead of
Vicky's clitoris, but I pulled out of her mouth and entered
Vicky's cunt, knowing that she would be mad if June did
not continue the oral ministrations to her clit. Vicky
gasped as I entered her, and her head bucked up from
June's crotch where she had been licking away furiously.
She quickly resumed her work on June, as I began to
slowly thrust my cock to the hilt, and remove it to the
glans, allowing June to lick my shaft. June's tongue was
going like wildfire on my dick and Vicky's clitoris.
"I decided to let June manage Vicky's pussy,
so I pulled out. I readjusted my position, and using my
hand, transferred some of the copious flow from Vicky's
gash and June's mouth to Vicky's asshole. I thrust my
dick into her cornhole very quickly, causing Vicky to
squeal, and immediately set up a furious rhythm as I
fucked Vicky's ass. I was sucked so completely dry in
the wee hours of that morning, tied to the bed, that I
knew I would last quite some time.
"In a few moments, Vicky was reaching
orgasm after orgasm. Her body flailed wildly back and
forth as June and I stepped up the pace on her cunt and
asshole. As Vicky's wave of orgasm subsided, I pulled my
dick out of her sphincter and lowered it down to June's
waiting mouth. I could hear Vicky gasping and feel her
body convulse with each breath. June quickly accepted
the full length of my rod, covered with Vicky's grease.
As Vicky regained her breath, she began putting her lips
and tongue to use on June's, no doubt, twitching pussy,
speedily pushing her off the cliff of orgasm. My cousin's
tongue working around my shaft, actually _trying_ to
lick Vicky's taste off my dick, began to bring on my own
orgasm.
"As I started shooting gobs down June's
throat, she reached her own orgasm, swallowing my cock
deeper than she ever had before. My jism was being
pumped almost directly into her stomach.
"In the moments after June and I came we
both seemed frozen, my dick literally crammed into her
mouth. Vicky was the only thing in the room that seemed
to be moving as she slowed the pace of her furious
tongue-lashing. "When I finally pulled out of June's
throat, Vicky knelt up and rolled off the bed saying the
most astonishing thing: 'Looks like were going to have a
fun weekend.'
"With this, she left the room, still wearing
her leather teddy. June and I cuddled for a half an hour or
so, gently stoking each other's bodies and calmly kissing.
Eventually, June said that she was hungry. She just got
up and walked out of the room. I followed her, figuring,
'What the hell?'
"Sure enough, out in the main room of the
loft, next to the stove, was Vicky cooking some eggs.
She had obviously taken a shower and reapplied her
makeup. She was, however, completely naked.
There was also a table, with four place
settings and glasses of orange juice. June and I sat,
completely naked, at the breakfast table.
"'So,' Vicky said to me, 'you like fucking girls
up the ass?'
"She put one of the eggs on a plate and gave it
to me.
"'Can you take your own medicine?'
"I almost spit out the orange juice I was
drinking. I sure did like fucking girls up the ass, but the
idea of getting fucked up the ass myself, why, it had just
never occurred to me.
"Anyway, Vicky gave me this look, like she
knew that she could control me, and then put her and
Sally's eggs on the table. She yelled out to Sally to tell
her that breakfast was on. Sally came out of the shower
and dried off and sat down. I almost couldn't eat
breakfast, sitting there with three naked women, one of
which was my beloved cousin. I just had to keep telling
myself, 'Eat! You'll need the strength!'
"We ate and June and I went shopping. We
bought gifts for our relatives, and were back at the loft
by six. When we returned, Vicky was on all fours on the
floor, with Sally eating out her pussy, also on all fours
behind her. Vicky stood up, leaving Sally on her hands
and knees, groping for Vicky's dark haired bush. She
slapped Sally's ass smartly and Sally crawled off to her
room.
"June and I dropped our packages next to the
door and quickly disrobed. I was already quite obviously
excited and I'm sure that June's pussy must have been
wettening as we stood there in anticipation. Vicky
finally broke it with one of her hastily barked orders.
"'Suck his dick like you did last night!' I
wondered briefly if she had been watching us. She had. I
asked about it later.
"Anyway, June went down on my member as
hungrily as she had the night before. Before long, she
was taking it into her throat. As I leaned against the
door, I heard the distinct 'click' of a camera shutter.
Sally had returned from her room with a 35 millimeter
camera. She began snapping off several shots per minute
as I relaxed and enjoyed my cousin's furious blowjob.
"As my penis plunged repeatedly into June's
mouth, Vicky walked up and stroked my face with her
hand. I licked her fingers submissively just before she
grabbed a fistful of my hair and forced my head down.
This momentarily disrupted the heavenly blowjob I was
getting, but not for long, because Vicky guided my head
to June's crotch.
"There, right in front of the door, June and I
were engaged in a fast paced sixty nine with me on top.
As I began eating her pussy out like a starved man eating
pie, June once again swallowed my penis to the hilt. She
just kept her mouth open while my bucking hips did the
rest. I was fucking her throat the way you fuck a vagina.
Sally's camera continued clicking from all around us as
the red haired girl explored every camera angle.
"I noticed that Vicky had left, though I no
longer cared about anything but humping June's mouth and
lashing her pussy with my tongue. June's hips were
bucking as hard as mine, and she was obviously lost in
the throes of rolling orgasms. When June's quaking
slowed to a more normal rate, I pulled out of her throat,
thinking that my unusual problem with oral sex might be
more than she could handle using such an extreme
method.
"She would have none of this. She latched her
arms around my buttocks and took my dick into her throat
once again, this time using her arms to guide my pelvic
thrusts into her esophagus. I was nearing my own
orgasm and began to neglect June's sopping gash. I did
however insert two fingers in her anus and began moving
them about. Sally moved down between June's legs so
that her camera could record my fingers' probings.
"Finally as I was about to cum, I pulled out of
June's mouth again. She lashed the end of my dick with
her tongue, which was all it took. I shot my load all over
June's face, and pulled my fingers out of her asshole. I
heard one more click from Sally's camera behind me, then
slurping and kissing sounds.
"I was collapsed on June and wasn't planning
on moving for a bit. Vicky returned from her room,
bearing some sort of dildo. I didn't get a very good look
at it. Sally moved up from June's face to my rectum,
apparently finished lapping up all my jism there. Vicky
went behind me as Sally's tongue tentatively probed the
outside of my nether eye.
"I could feel June gasping for breath beneath
me as Sally's tongue pushed into my anus. I knew I hadn't
wiped very well when I had gone to the bathroom at some
department store while shopping, yet Sally was soon
probing and licking the inside of my colon with wild
abandon. June, obviously regaining her breath, touched
her tongue to my scrotum, causing it to tighten along
with my sphincter around Sally's tongue. I took this as a
signal to get up on all fours to let June out.
"Sally's tongue didn't stop the whole time I
was getting on my hands and knees. As soon as I was in
position, Vicky knelt beside my face and licked around
my ear. She was holding the camera and I was shivering
from the delicate touch of her tongue to my ear canal.
She whispered, 'Time to see if you can take what you so
love to dish out.'
"At this, my sphincter tightened again in
surprise, but this time Sally's tongue was gone. I soon
felt her hands working my back, and the cold, dull feeling
of a dildo being nudged between my ass cheeks. She gave
a sharp thrust and it slid into my anus. I attempted to
hold back a grunt as the dildo filled me up. It was
certainly far larger than the average penis. Thankfully,
it seemed to be lubricated with more than just Sally's
saliva.
"As Sally began pumping my asshole, and
Vicky began shooting off pictures, I reached back to
Sally's thighs and felt the straps there holding the dildo
in place. The dull fleshy slapping sounds that her thighs
and my buttcheeks made got progressively louder as she
stepped up the pace to an almost maniacal driving. Sally
began emitting little squeals as she combined the
strength of her arms and pelvis to pound my cornhole. As
for myself, I could not help but grunt with each thrust.
Sally reached her hand around to my penis, now quite
hard again, and gave it many hard flicks with her index
finger. She ceased this a moment later to dig her
fingernails into my back and buttocks as she reached an
orgasm.
"By this time I was no longer thinking at all,
just doing or in this case, being done. As she pulled the
dildo out of my ass, I felt strangely satisfied, yet
continued in my zombie-like state to seek sexual
gratification, and to give it to others. I got up on my
knees and turned around to see Sally there, still kneeling
erect, her dildo jutting out unnaturally from her hips.
"I turned around, and still kneeling, began
kissing Sally. Her dildo prodded my own prodding
equipment as I pulled her close to me and began kneading
her breasts. I lowered my head to her nipples and bit
them sharply in turn, driving her absolutely wild. I was
so far gone, I had no idea what June and Vicky were up to.
I just continued moving my head down until I was on
hands and knees again, this time staring at Sally's shit
covered strap-on. Without any thought, only desire, I
took the dildo into my mouth and began sucking on it. I
made sure to wiggle it a good deal, figuring that's how
the dildo stimulated her. It seemed to work.
"Just as my manipulation of the dildo with my
mouth seemed to be bringing Sally to yet another
orgasms, I felt two fingers enter my flaccid sphincter
and another hand encircle my penis. Both hands began
stroking and wiggling. Sally came, screaming, 'Suck my
dick! Suck my dick harder!'
"When her orgasm receded like a wave on the
beach, I turned around to see June plugging up my shit-
hole and rubbing my throbbing dick. I turned around,
forcing her to abandon her probing and rubbing, but began
sucking her nipples and kissing her about the face. She
did much the same, and we groped for each other's
genitalia. Soon I was rubbing her clitoris between my
thumb and forefinger and she was tickling my shaft with
her nails. I was still so swept up in my hormones that I
had no idea what was going on other than this. I never
noticed Sally and Vicky trading the strap-on for the
camera.
"Vicky came up behind June, and hoisted her
up to her feet by her shoulders. I licked at her pussy,
which was so nicely presented to me, long enough to see
Vicky slide the strap-on up my cousin's ass. June
exhaled everything in her lungs at that, and grabbing my
hair, thrust my head into her pussy even farther. As
Vicky began pumping, I could feel the massive dildo
working its way in and out of June's asshole.
"I began nibbling June's clitoris, driving her
completely up the wall. She had let go of my hair, and
had begun kneading her own nipples. I stood when this
orgasm receded, and worked my penis into her absolutely
gushing pussy. By this time my dick was so hard it could
have been a railroad spike.
"As I worked my penis in and out of my
cousin's pussy, I was constantly coming up against the
huge dildo wielded by Vicky. Vicky and I set up the same
rhythm so that we were both going in at the same time.
It seemed like June orgasmed each and every time we
pushed our way into her. She was no longer fondling her
breasts; just holding onto me for support, drooling, and
moaning very loudly with each orgasm.
"I shot my load into June's pussy and
attempted to disengage myself from her grasp. This
involved putting her down on her hands and knees. Vicky
was still doing her up the ass, and she was still a
quivering mound of orgasmic flesh. Her elbows gave out
quickly and she was on her knees and face. Sally took a
pause from taking pictures to lick the last dribble of cum
and the pussy juices off my penis.
"Vicky pulled out of June's ass and started to
insert the dildo into her begging pussy, but not before
Sally could pry herself away from my flaccid penis and
capture the moment on film. Vicky continued to do my
cousin doggie-style, until June couldn't come anymore.
Finally Vicky herself came and she dismounted June, who
fell to the floor panting and gasping for breath.
"I sat on the sofa while my dick regained its
erection, watching June just lying there and quivering.
Sally put down the camera and sat next to me on the sofa.
Vicky knelt in front of her and parted her legs. Sally
leaned back to give Vicky the best view possible. She
examined Sally's pussy the way one would examine the
mouth of a horse before buying it, then plunged her face
into Sally's furry mound.
"I stood up and got the camera. After a
moment or two I figured it out and began happily
snapping photos of Vicky's pussy feast. I also snapped
one of June, who was still recovering from her
experience.
"Sally began writhing with pleasure as
Vicky's tongue lashed her clitoris and pushed up into her
vagina. She grabbed Vicky's hair and began thrusting her
head into her pussy in time with her own uncontrollable
pelvic motions. This went on for some time as Sally
experienced at least two orgasms, yet the dark
complexioned Vicky showed no signs of stopping. My
hard-on had returned, and I decided to put it to good use.
I put the camera down and knelt behind Vicky, caressing
her olive-skinned buttocks for a moment before plunging
my meat deep inside her greedy pussy.
"Sally rolled over on the couch, giving Vicky
prime access to her asshole. Vicky began lapping her
anus as furiously with her tongue as she had fucked June
up the ass just awhile ago. My thrusts into her pussy
just made her tongue explore more and more of Sally's
rectum. Sally started bucking up and down on her own
hand as Vicky's tongue plowed her twitching anus. This
went on for at least a half an hour. I saw the clock on
the wall at some point and regained my sense of time, so
long ago fucked out of me.
"During this time, June got up and shot the
last few pictures on the roll. She went into Sally's room
to reload the camera. She returned instead with a riding
crop which she immediately applied to my buttocks and
then Vicky's back and Sally's buttocks in turn. She kept
on whacking us with the crop until our butts and backs
were on fire. Vicky seemed to totally get off on this.
She must have had five orgasms in the ten minutes
before I shot my long anticipated load right into her
uterus.
"We all collapsed together at the foot of the
sofa. June put the crop down and started taking pictures
again as we explored every conceivable inch of each
others bodies until we all fell asleep.
"We continued on in this vein all night. June
and I had to leave on an afternoon train on Sunday. We
could barely sit our bottoms were so sore, what with all
the spankings, ass pluggings, and fucking we'd done that
weekend. From that day on, June and I have been lovers.
"Please don't drag Vicky and Sally into this.
They've got nothing to do with my senatorial career and
have already been told that you guys know all about it.
They won't tell you a thing."
I looked around realizing how much time had
gone by. It was now completely dark out and a big moon
hung low in the summer sky. I looked at my tape
recorder. Most of the second side was recorded. I also
realized that I had not even asked a single question
related to the scandal. It wasn't much of a scandal
anymore, either.
I mean, how can you have a scandal when the
person being scandalized freely admits to everything
you'd pinned on him and then some? Perhaps Teddy was a
bit smarter than me or anyone else [who all generally
thought him rather stupid in a Dan Quayle-like way] had
ever realized. He might have defused this entire
situation before it even hit the headlines.
Also, I noticed how horny I was. Teddy, too
seemed to be rather horny from having to recount this
juicy story.
"Well, unless there's anything else specific
that you want to know ..."
"Not really, I think you've covered all the
bases. Thank you very much."
"No, thank you for coming all the way down
here to Talbot County."
For this story I wouldn't have missed it for
all the world.
"You're welcome. I must say, professionalism
aside, you know I hate your guts that way, but I hope this
all works out for you. It seems to me like you really
loved your cousin. You can have my word that, aside from
delivering this interview, I will help to stop my paper at
least from harassing your cousin and her old roommates."
"Thank you. You're a man with real feelings.
That's a rare thing in the newspaper business."
I didn't know about that last statement, but
we shook hands over the table.
"Do you think I could use a bathroom before I
go?" I asked.
"Certainly. In the sliding glass doors and to
the left, first door on the right." He turned and walked
toward the dock. It was definitely a wonderful night for
night sailing. A cool breeze had picked up once the sun
went down.
I walked up to the house, feeling somewhat
like Lot, afraid to look back. I slid open the door and slid
it closed behind me as I entered the air conditioned
mansion. Miss Kate was here on her hands and knees,
wiping up something that had spilled. Her ass was
pointing toward me [I vowed not to get into this] and I
noticed then that she was _not_ wearing any underwear.
She falsely appeared startled as I entered.
"I'm just looking for the bathroom, ma'am."
"Oh, how did the interview go?"
"It went well." She stood up and started
walking toward me.
"Mr. Tighlman asked that I see to it you get
anything you want before you leave. Are you hungry or
thirsty?"
"No, I just need to use the bathroom."
I really did need to use the bathroom, mostly
to pee.
"Are you _sure_ you're not hungry?" She said
with a cattish voice as she grabbed the end of my tie.
"Well ..."
That was all I was able to get out [well... one
vow down the tubes at least] before our lips came
together. I parted them with my tongue and began to
explore the inside of her mouth.
"Do you have the pictures with you?" She
asked, breaking our kiss.
"One."
"Can I see it?"
"Sure." I knew it was wrong, [wouldn't you
though?] but I fished the picture out of my briefcase. It
was, I knew now, a picture of Teddy getting it up the ass
for the first time ever. I handed it to Kate.
"Wow! Mom sure knew how to fuck men.
Almost wouldn't believe it if I hadn't seen it."
Mom? My jaw dropped. This was the
infamous photography student's daughter? If Teddy had
been doing her, [I couldn't blame him though] he was
really twisted.
"'Course she hates men now you know."
"No, I didn't."
"Yeah, she got married in '68 and had me in
'69. She divorced my stinkin' dad in 1970 after he raped
her best friend. Well, I guess you know about Vicky too."
"Yeah."
"Vicky and mom live together now. Please
don't bother them. They've been through enough."
"I already swore to Teddy, er, Mr. Tighlman
not to." I intended to keep this promise [at least]. At
this point I looked out the sliding glass window.
The _Mary_Elizabeth_III_ was slowly
coasting out of the cove by the light of the moon. I had a
gut feeling that Teddy wasn't coming back. This turned
out true. I wondered who the house was going to. I
looked at Kate.
"Who was that on the boat? Mrs. Tighlman?"
"No, silly, that was June!" She flapped my tie
around wistfully. Of course. How could I have been so
stupid.
I kissed Kate again, and felt up her blouse.
She wasn't wearing a bra either, just the maid's skirt and
blouse. I leaned her back against the pool table. As I
massaged Kate's left breast, she disengaged the kiss.
"I thought that you needed to use the
bathroom?"
"Not anymore." It's always a bitch peeing
with a hard-on.
I plopped my briefcase [which for some stupid
reason I was still holding with my left hand] up onto the
pool table, freeing my other hand to give to Kate. Kate
already had my belt unbuckled and my fly undone. Her
hand was reaching into my underpants, to free my
engorged member from its elastic restraints.
I stopped long enough to open my briefcase
and pull out a rubber. I always keep them there, as I am
seldom without my briefcase. Teddy's stories aside, this
was the '90's. _I_ was using a condom. Kate seem
pleased, both to know that I had protection and to know
that I intended put it to use.
She snatched it out of my fingers and opened
it.
"Let me!"
Kate unrolled the rubber onto my penis, which
was bobbing up and down with my heartbeat.
As soon as it was on, she resumed her
position on the edge of the pool table. I nudged up
between her legs and thrust my ensheathed prick into her
well-lubricated snatch. As I began pumping her eager
pussy, I also began unbuttoning her blouse with my teeth.
This was trick I'd learned several years ago and found
quite useful since.
When her breasts were revealed, I sucked
them gently as Kate arched her back, so that her head
was touching the velvet of the table. She began to
exclaim "O! O!" with each thrust I made into her
pulsating vagina. The "O!"s got louder as she obviously
neared her orgasm. Our pace had increased to a frantic
rhythm and I had abandoned sucking Kate's nipples after
giving each one a little nip.
I concentrated on nothing but our fucking
until we both came at the same time. At this moment,
[why does it always happen this way?] I realized that I
_was_ on deadline. I went to the bathroom to remove the
condom and take care of my original business. When I got
back, I told Kate, who was sitting in a chair in the rec
room, about my deadline.
We exchanged phone numbers.
I went back to D.C. I finished the article. It
wasn't all that big a deal.
Like I said, it's hard to have a scandal when
the scandalized admits to everything you've accused him
of and more.
I've been spending a lot of time in Talbot
County since this summer. Those Bay Bridge tolls and
gas have been eating up my meager salary.
Teddy never did come back. He and June were
spotted in South Carolina at a dock on the ICW. Can't say
I blame him at all.
Kate owns the mansion now. She wants me to
move in.
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