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NEIGHBORS 5

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Author's Notes: NEIGHBOR'S is second book of the Gold Club Series. Book
Two deals with the seduction and recruitment of a respectable 40something
couple into the bisexual, anything goes, Gold Club. After a few short
weeks of progressive debasement and debauchery, Jim and Candice willing
commit heretoforeunthinkable sexual acts. (MF, MF, MF, Mf, MM, FF,
MmF, oral, anal, exhib, interr, ws, mast, inc, preg, cons)

NEIGHBORS By Art Martin CHAPTER 5

THURSDAY WEEK ONE



I overslept the next morning, being awaken by Candice getting ready to
leave for work.

She acidly said on her way out, "I see you've been playing with yourself
all night!"

"Candice!"

She didn't acknowledge me as she disappeared into the garage. I got up
and tried to intercept her in the garage but she was already backing out
when I got there. I was naked and I couldn't run down the driveway after
her. Damn!

I went out back and dove into the pool. The refreshing water woke me up
better than a cup a strong coffee. I swam a few laps, washing off the
dried cum that had matted my pubes. I got out, dried off, put on my
jogging shorts and shoes and headed out for a run. I got about a half mile
into my run when I met Gina coming from the opposite direction.

"Hi, Jim! I thought I'd missed you this morning, so I went on my own."
Her friendly demeanor was a welcome break from Candice's icy hostility.

"Yeah hi, Gina! I slept late this morning. I got off to a slow start."

"You mind if I join you?"

She'd already jogged two miles and hadn't broken a sweat. I should have
told her then of my decision to break off with her, but I'm such a
procrastinator. I decided it could wait until after the run. I was
sweating profusely when we finished, the booze I guess.

"I enjoyed the run with you Gina," I panted. "Got to get showered and
get to work."

"How about coffee later, say around 10:30?"

Coffee? She meant fucking! How could I turn down an invitation to fuck
this luscious babe? Jesus! My marriage was on the line! I should have
said, "Not today," but I said, "Okay!" I planned to have an adult
discussion with her over coffee of my marital peril and break it off, or at
least cool it for a while.

I showered, shit and shaved, and then got fully dressed in sacks, shirt,
and shoes, not the usual work outfit I wear at home of just a pair of gym
shorts. I didn't get any work done. I fretted about Candice and practiced
a speech for Gina.

Ding Dong! It was 10:30.

I answered the door. Gina was lovely as always. Mercifully she wasn't
provocatively dressed, but instead she wore a long flowing cotton dress
that completely covered her sumptuous body coming almost to her ankles. We
went to the kitchen and exchanged small talk over coffee, about her trip
(work), the weather (nice), and politics (who cares?). I was about to
bring up my problem when she got up and excused herself for a moment.

I steeled myself for my speech. She returned after a few minutes and
stood in the doorway. She slightly turned her hips. My eyes were riveted
on her, as she smiled sweetly and undid a button on the shoulder of her
dress. The dress fell from her left shoulder. Oh shit! She undid a
button on the other shoulder and the dress fell to floor!

"Jesus Christ, Gina!" I blurted.

She was completely nude except for the jewelry she wore. In my recent
distress I had somehow I forgotten how the stunning beauty of her body took
my breath away. I was lost! At 422838, evenly tanned, nubile and with
long blonde hair, she was a knockout! God and plastic surgeons didn't make
them any better than this one!

"You like my nipple rings?" she purred while she trust her breasts out
slightly.

She wore gold earrings, a gold necklace, gold nipple rings, a gold belly
chain, and various gold rings on her fingers and toes. I could only gawk.
My dick got so hard, so quick, I had to adjust it as it was caught in my
pants at an awkward position.

"I, I, I..." Oh, the hell with the speech! I'd have to deal with my
problems with Candice later! "My god, you're beautiful!"

"Mike likes it when I dress like this for him. Do you like it?"

"I guess he does like it! Holy shit!"

The overall effect was that she looked like a beautiful slave girl,
available in all ways for the carnal pleasure of her satyr master. If I
wasn't fully dressed, I would have thrown her to the floor and fucked away!
I got rid of the shirt, shoes, socks, pants, and underwear in a hurry and
went right for her pussy on my knees.

I wouldn't be so insensitive to a woman to just run my finger, tongue or
dick up her sex without foreplay. I learned long ago that the more
foreplay, the better it is for the woman, and what the hell, it's all fun
for me. I gently planted a kiss on her cleanly shaven vulva and then stood
up, and took her in my arms. She may have looked like a slave girl, but
who's kidding whom?

Next thing I knew, we were upstairs and in bed, Candice's and my bed.
She wasn't wearing the diamond belly ring, so I didn't have to worry about
that. I found the simple gold jewelry a turn on, much as some guys like
garter belts and lace. I loved playing with the nipple rings, but they
were in the way of suckling. I've never sucked toes much before, but the
toe rings were so inviting, that I found a new fetish.

After an unhurried and extended period of mutual kissing, rubbing,
licking, tweaking, nibbling, and exploration of every inch of skin on each
other's body, we were both panting away, hot to fuck. I rolled on my back
and she mounted me, slowly sitting on and taking in my dick. She sat
upright so that I had a full view of her lovely face and stunning body, and
which allowed me unfettered access to her naked torso. While she rode me
and fucked me, I played with her magnificent ringed tits with my right
hand, and played with her clit with my left. It was a great fucking
position for my cock to stimulate her G, and when she came, copious
quantities of her pussy juice ran down the shaft of my prong and soaked my
balls.

I rolled her off to the side and went down on her, lapping up as much of
her sweet nectar as was available before once again sliding my eager cock
up the hot and lubricated sleeve her delicious pussy.

I pushed her knees towards her chest and fucked her in a modified
missionary position, fucking her hard and deep until she came again.
Without withdrawing my rock hard rod, I then lowered her legs and spread'em
wide. Bringing my knees forward, I squatted between her outstretched legs
allowing me to twiddle her clit as I continued to fuck her to yet another
climax. Her climaxes were now coming easily, every five minutes or so, and
we fucked in various positions for more than an hour before I let go and
flooded her cunt with my jisim.

Once my dick went limp, I pulled out of her and sat back on my heels
between her legs. I studied her pussy, her puffy pussy lips were still
separated and I could see her inner reaches. Semen mixed with her own love
juices began to seep from her. Even though my prick needed a rest, I was
still lustful, and I yearned to eat her.

I got Gina on her hands and knees with her ass hanging off the side of
the bed. I guess she thought I going to fuck her ass as she seemed
genuinely surprised as I engulfed her swollen vulva with my mouth and began
sucking up our mixed juices. As I licked between her labia, my nose
sometimes stroked her anus. She smelled clean, like the other day and I
knew she must have given herself an enema this morning before she came
over. After lapping up as much juice from her pussy as I could, I moved my
tongue up to her perineum and beyond. I tried out the alphabet, tracing
each letter with my tongue across and around her anus. After I got to Z, I
figured my dick was rested enough and could be coaxed into an erection if
the proper stimulation was applied.

I came up and while I gently fingered her ass I whispered into her ear,
"You like ass fucking, don't you Baby!"

"Oh, yes, Jim, I like it."

"You want me to fuck your ass like I fucked your pussy?"

"Oh, yes, Jim, yes!"

"If you want it up the ass, you got to suck it hard first, Gina!"

She wasted no time turning around and plunging my semiflaccid dick into
her mouth. Geez'um! That girl could suck cock! I decided that after the
ass fucking, I would just lay around all afternoon while she sucked me off,
after all, she deserved a load shot between her sultry lips. It didn't
take her long and soon my dick grew erect in her mouth. I was going to let
her suck away some more, but she pulled off and lay back on the bed. It
was fucking time again!

I went to the nightstand and pulled out a tube of KY. I made an obscene
display of greasing up my long thick bulging rod as she watched wildeyed
with lust. She wanted it bad!

As I got onto the bed, she pushed me down, flat on my back. Like
before, she mounted me and slowly sat on my dick and taking it up her
readily yielding ass. Again she sat upright giving me a full view of her
body, with nipple ring and belly chain accents. I just lay there and
watched as the slave girl tried to satisfy her master. She started slow
and it was exquisite. I passively got lost in the sensation of her tight
rectum sliding over my dick. Gradually she increased her tempo until she
was pounding away, fucking me hard, punishing my penis. Slave girl? She
was in complete control and I was the one being used, almost abused. She
didn't quit until after she forced me to ejaculate. She sat on my lap as
my dick softened and finally escaped from her rectum.

She bent over and kissed me deeply and then announced, "Thanks baby, I
needed that. You're a good stud. I'd like to stay longer, but I got to
go. See you tomorrow."

She got up and headed downstairs. She retrieved her dress and was out
the door. I stood naked in the foyer starring at the door. I suddenly,
became aware of a burning sensation coming from my dick. I looked down.
Oh shit! It was red and raw looking where the skin was rubbed off! I went
back upstairs to the master bath, washed my dick off with soap and water
and generously applied an antibiotic ointment.

The phone rang. It was Candice.

"Jim. You need to come over to Dr. Marin's office this afternoon and
get tested for VD."

"What?"

"You heard me! He just finished testing me and I demand that you be
tested also. Just get your butt down to his office now! He will fit you
in."

"Isn't he your gynecologist?"

"Yeah, so what? I guess he'll have you jack off into a petri dish!"

"Uh, look, I'm buried in work. Can't this wait until next week?"

"You get your ass down here today or pack your bags up and get out!" She
slammed the receiver down cutting off any further attempts at negotiation.

I looked down at my poor peter. It would be days before I could jack
off! What was I to do? I thought about having a stiff drink, but it was
just past 1:30 and I hadn't had breakfast or lunch.

I was hungry, but my gut churned with anxiety. I didn't have an
appetite. I decided to go for a swim and I swam laps until I exhausted
myself. That relieved the stress and after wolfing down a ham sandwich, I
put on the clothes I had left on the kitchen floor, got in my Jaguar and
headed to the good doctor's office.

I identified myself to Dr. Marin's receptionist and she said they were
expecting me and just to have a seat, the doctor would be with me shortly.
I waited and waited. A parade of women flowed through the waiting room,
into the back, and back out the door. They all stared at me with wondering
eyes, wondering what the hell I was doing there. After scanning through
numerous women's magazines during what seemed an eternity, I was finally
shown to an examination room in the back, where I waited some more.

A very pretty nurse, about five foot one, came into the room, took my
blood pressure and temperature and then told me to strip. I stripped down
to my skivvies.

"Take it all off," she said in a professional manner.

I dropped my drawers and after weighing me, she had me sit on the
examination table, it had stirrups for the ladies who required medical
services. She checked me over thoroughly, listening to my heart, thumping
on my chest, tapping my knees for reflexes. She had me stand, extend my
arms, and touch my nose with my eyes closed with each hand. While my eyes
were closed I mentally undressed the nurse. I broke my reverie when I
realized I was getting a hard on. Oh, Christ! I couldn't control it!

I'm fairly well hung with a dick 7 1/2" long and a 5 1/2" girth when
fully erect. She smiled as I became fully erect and said, "Looks like
everything's in good working order."

My face flushed with embarrent, and my dick hurt. The rubbed skin
had scabbed over while I was flaccid, but now rigidly erect, the scabs
cracked and stretched. She saw the sores, the smile vanished and an
alarmed look crossed her face.

"We better have the doctor look at you." She hurried from the
examination room.

The doctor came a few minutes later.

"Hello, I'm Dr. Marin."

"Jim Levert."

"Yes, I know. Your wife is very concerned that you've been consorting
with prostitutes and may have contracted a sexually transmitted disease.
She asked me to test you for any sexually transmitted diseases."

No sense lying to a doctor. "I don't have any diseases. I always use a
rubber with a girl."

"Marsha, my nurse, says you have sores on your genitals. Let me take a
look. How did this happen?"

"It's a long story."

"These abrasions are fresh. You didn't use a rubber this afternoon, did
you?"

Oh, crap! I really didn't like the way this was going. "No, but she's
clean."

"How do you know that?"

"I guess I don't."

"Your wife says that Mike and Gina Prescott are your new neighbors."

"Yeah, that's right."

"I know them very well. Did you get these abrasions with Gina?"

"Uh, yeah."

"I see. To put your mind at ease, I know for a fact that Gina is clean
and free of any sexually transmitted diseases. She's a patient of mine as
is your wife. They both have regular exams. It is routine for me to
scrape the vaginal canal and run cultures. Neither Gina nor your wife has
ever shown positive for anything other than the occasional yeast infection.
How often do you have sex with your wife?"

"Uh, three, four, maybe more times a week."

"That's what she said. I told her that it was unlikely that you would
be infected, considering that she is free of infection and the frequency of
intercourse. Do you use a condom with your wife?"

"Of course not!"

"I didn't think so. Do you engage in oral sex with these prostitutes?"

"Uh, yeah."

"Does your mouth come into contact with their genitals?"

"Uh, yeah. Of course."

"Did you know that certain venereal diseases might be transmitted
orally?"

"Uh, no. I thought that oral sex was safe."

"Herpes, gonorrhea, chlamydia, to name a few. Let me give you some
advice. Stick with sex partners you know are clean. Stay away from the
prostitutes. If you can't stay away, by all means use a rubber, but
confine it to intercourse with a rubber. I have a simple test that I can
have results back in twentyfour hours. You pee in cup and I test for
specific bacterial proteins. Your wife is anxious to resume normal sexual
relations with you as soon as she is reassured."

Twentyfour hours! My dick won't be back to normal by then. Shit!
"Uh, doc, could you delay those results until Monday? Gives me a chance to
heal."

"I already told her about the test and how quick it is. Does Candice
know about you and Gina?"

"Oh god, no!"

"Then I advise you somehow avoid your wife for a few days. Gina moved
next door last week and you're already sexually involved with her. Your
wife will find out."

"I guess I'd better cut it off with Gina."

"You won't be able to do that. Gina won't let you. She's one seductive
girl and I'll wager that you don't have the will power. I take it your
wife might leave you if she finds out?"

"Yeah."

"There is a solution that many couples find attractive, when one or both
can't control his or her sexual urges."

"What's that?"

"Simple. If your wife were having sex with Mike, then she shouldn't
have a problem with you having sex with Gina."

"What!?"

"It eliminates the problems that arise when a relationship is a one way
street. Lots of couples do it. It's safe. The four of you are clean. If
Mike and Candice are sex partners, there won't be a problem with you having
sex with Gina. Otherwise you are headed for a divorce. Your wife is a
very beautiful woman. You would be a fool to lose her. Besides, once Mike
finds out about you and Gina, he's going to insist on having sex with
Candice anyway."

Dr. Marin continued, "Seeing that you have had recent oral contact with
a prostitute, I'm going to insist that you come back here in two weeks and
provide a sample of semen for full testing. Also, I'm going to insist that
if you continue seeing prostitutes, that you come in here every month for a
test."

"Every month?"

"Yes. And if you fail to show up, I'll inform your wife that she should
protect herself from you. You see, it's not just yourself and your wife
you're endangering, it's also Gina and Mike, and their other sex partners."

"Other partners?"

"Yes, other partners like me and my wife! I told you I knew them well.
You're not the only man to find Gina sexually irresistible. Now follow my
advice. Forget the prostitutes! Confine sex to your wife and Gina, and if
you want to keep your wife, get her in bed with Mike! That old saying is
very true. What's good for the goose is good for the gander."

I thought the exam was over until he said, "Okay, now bend over." He ran
a gloved finger up my ass and felt my prostate. "Do you engage in sodomy?"

"No!"

"I didn't think so. Sphincter's too tight. You need to loosen it up,
too much pressure when you're having a bowel movement can lead to all sorts
of problems."

He continued, "I'm going to give you a shot of penicillin just in case
you do have a bug. Also here are two prescriptions, be sure and have them
filled at Memorial."

"Why Memorial?"

"Just do it. Also go over to Donk's gym and stock up on his special
vegetable juice, drink a glass full every day with the medication."

Dr. Marin left and a few minutes later, his pretty little nurse
returned, cheerful and all smiles.

"Okay, stud! Turn around, this won't hurt."

"Ow!" She stuck my hip with a hypo and the serum burned. "Now pee in
the cup."

I peed in the cup and she took the specimen and labeled it. Then she
took my dick in her hand and gently squeezed until I was erect.

"Easy, honey! It's sore!"

"Now do as the doctor says and I'll see you in two weeks big boy!"

I went across the street to the gym and purchased a couple of jugs of
Donk's vegetable juice. On the drive home from the doctor my mind was in a
swirl. First, I wanted to fuck that little nurse. Second, no, this should
be first, get Candice in bed with Mike? No way, she's mine! I'll just
break it off with Gina! Hell, apparently she sleeps with everybody! I
dropped the prescriptions off at the pharmacy at Memorial Medical Center as
instructed and waited for them to be filled. One was for Amoxicillin and
the other was for something labeled SE42.

It was after 5:30 when I arrived home. Candice was out front talking to
Gina. She saw me drive up, and as I parked my car, Candice walked to the
garage and got into her car.

"I'm staying with Jill tonight. I'm going to stay there until I know
it's safe to sleep with you again."

"Candice, I am safe, I'm clean!"

"I'll find that out tomorrow. If you went to see Dr. Marin."

"I saw him."

"Good. I love you and I miss you Babe. But I'm not about to expose
myself to AIDS or something, just because you can't keep your zipper up.
Baby, you owe me big time! Tomorrow, if you're clean, I'll expect the
royal treatment from you. Dinner, dancing and great sex! Now goodnight
sweetheart, and don't abuse yourself again tonight. Save it for me!"

"Candice, I jus..." She backed out and drove away.

Tomorrow, dinner, dancing, and great sex! Sounds great, but... Damn it
to hell! Now I've got to find a way to put her off without pissing her
off.

I went inside and fixed a stiff drink. Ding Dong! The door opened and
Gina walked right in.

"Hi, Jim. Candice is sure angry with you. She told me all about it.
Look, I don't want to cause any problems between you two, so maybe we had
better cool it."

"I was thinking the same thing."

"We can still be friends." She added hopefully, "Right?"

"Yeah. Oh course. I met a friend of yours today."

"Doc Marin and Marsha?"

"Marsha?"

"His nurse. His wife."

"His wife? She's good looking. Well, anyway, he said I should get Mike
to start screwing Candice."

"Mike would like that. He's hot for her!"

"Well, I already figured that out. Does Mike know about us?"

"Oh, no! If he did, he'd insist on fucking Candice! That's part of our
deal. Hey, I'm sorry I got you into this, but you're so handsome and
goodlooking, and you're so great in bed! I just love being with you." She
ran her hand lovingly across my face.

"And you're about the sexiest woman I've ever come across."

"Thanks, you're sweet. Look, I'd better go, Jim."

"Oh, no. Please stay. I need somebody to talk to. Candice is staying
with her friend Jill tonight. If I'm alone right now, I'll just get
shitfaced drunk. Mike still gone?"

"Yes, he won't be back until tomorrow sometime. I've got a trip at noon
tomorrow. Poor Mike, he'll be horny as hell before I get back Tuesday
afternoon."

I felt somewhat better about things. Gina understood my need to break
it off sexually with her yet still be friends.

"Gina, are you hungry?"

"Yes, I am."

"You want to go out and get a bite to eat?"

"Sure! Let's go!"

We went to a popular Italian restaurant and had a nice meal, returning
home about 7:30 PM. I was thoroughly relaxed, the stress of the past few
days melting away in the glow of Gina's radiant personality. I really
liked her, and was glad we would still be friends. I could still look. I
knew I would somehow work it out with Candice.

I checked the answering machine. There was no message from Candice. I
started to call her at Jill's, but I knew she wouldn't talk to me.

"Jim. Would you mind if we went for a swim?"

"Not at all, but how about the hot tub until dinner settles a little?"

"Good idea!"

We went out onto the patio. I took the cover off and checked the
temperature. It was perfect.

"You need to go home and get a swim suit, or do you want to borrow one
of Candice's?"

"No, I'll just go naked!" Before I could protest, she was topless and
headed for total nudity.

"What are you doing?"

"Being myself. Look it's no big deal, you've seen me naked before!"

"I thought we were just going to be friends?"

She stepped into the hot tub. "We are! Friends can enjoy each other!
Right?"

Right! I was somewhat sorry to see that she had removed the belly chain
and nipple rings. Still she was sexy as they come. My dick was hard and
throbbing just looking at her in the buff with the water beading up and
running down her tits. Oh, hell! We could start being friends tomorrow. I
stripped and joined her in the tub.

It was a very relaxing night. The hot tub bubbling and Gina displaying
herself was a great combination. Needless to say, she stayed overnight. I
told her I wasn't going to be any good with my injury.

"Oh, Jim! I'm sorry! I guess I got a little carried away."

"Just a little. It'll be fine in a couple of days. The problem was
going to be tomorrow night with Candice. How do I explain this?"

She wasn't much help. "I don't know, but we can make love in other
ways. I'll be especially gentle with you tonight." She rummaged around the
nightstand, finding the KY and Candice's vibrator.

"Here let me kiss it and make it better."

She took my soft penis in her mouth and gently sucked and licked it to a
full erection, the scabbing was soft from the hot tub soaking, so it didn't
crack as it stretched, but my raw meat was still too sensitive, so she just
sucked and nibbled my intact dickhead.

"Hmmmmm! Oh, yeah, baby, that feels gooooood!"

She worked my glans over for a while and then instructed me to get on my
hands and knees. She put the tip of the vibrator to my anus and turned it
on. Buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!

"Jesus Christ, Gina!!!"

"You like that?"

Damn it felt good. Candice always loved it. Why hadn't I tried it
before?

"Oh, yes baby, that feels great!"

She toyed with my hole for several minutes before adding KY to my anus.
She rubbed and twisted the penis shaped device, applying increasing
pressure until the tip began penetrating my ass. She stuck it in about
half an inch and paused, letting my sphincter adjust to the buzzing
intruder. Then she slowly drove it in deeper and deeper, until it was
completely buried in my rectum. I'd never felt anything like this before.
It was divine! I knew I would want more of this in the future. I tingled
deep inside. I could feel the deep plumbing of my genitals vibrating,
especially the prostate. My balls vibrated. I became slack jawed.

She maneuvered under me and once again took my glans into her mouth,
gently mouthing it as my insides continued to vibrate. I could feel it
coming, welling up deep from my prostate, and I couldn't hope to stop it or
delay it. A blinding light swept over me, and I forcefully ejaculated into
her waiting mouth. I bucked and thrashed about but there was no escape
from the buzzing. I wrestled the base of the vibrator from her hand and
pulled it out of my ass. I pulled my dickhead out of her mouth and rolled
away, collapsing on the bed.

Gina then passionately kissed me, forcing my cum from her mouth into my
mouth, and then forcing me to swallow it. I'd eaten my own cum mixed with
pussy juice before, but never undiluted like this! It surprised me, but it
tasted good.

After she was sure that I had swallowed, she broke off her kiss. "You
like that, Jim?"

I couldn't speak.

She continued, "Yeah, you liked that. What did you like best? Having
your ass reamed until you came, or eating cum? I think you liked them
both! I'll have to ream you again, and soon."

She got up and took the vibrator into the bath and washed it off. I was
just barely recovering when she returned and said, "Okay, now do me, Jim!"

All night we alternated with the vibrator. I'd work over her clit and
pussy, and then her ass. She'd work over my ass. At 2 AM I'd had enough!
Actually the batteries died and we used up all the replacements that could
be found. The last time I came, I came dry, as my balls and prostate had
been drained empty.



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A VISIT HOME (Chapter 137) Warren and Sophie returned to Oceanview for
pretty much all of the month of August. Jessie came for part of the time,
but was back in Wisconsin earlier than the other two. They worried about
her being alone, but she didn't mind. "Believe me, I can't wait for you
two to come back, but the peace and quiet is actually nice. Since I've
never lived alone, it's a nice change, at least temporarily." The reason
Warren and Sophie came homebesides visitingwas choreography. It was
easier for them to secure all the ice time they needed in Oceanview than it
was in Madison. Plus, their clients were used to coming to Boston, and
they were all invited to stay with Warren's parents. "I love it,
actually," Peg told Warren. "That's why we don't mind doing it. It's fun,
I get to meet all these skaters. And they're so nice, the ones you work
with. I don't think I have to tell you how fond I am of Liz Cushman. And
that I love Tom to pieces goes without saying." "Yeah, you love my skating
clients staying here, but I'll bet Kristin loves it even more after last
year," Warren joked. "No doubt," Peg laughed. "I know you've seen some of
it, but you haven't been around full time. Warren, he has been so good for
her." "Yeah, I know. Tom's a great guy, just what Kristin needed." "I'm
beginning to think that they are you and Sophie all over again." "I'd
figured that out, yes. So how's Ryan?" "Ryan is just fine," Warren heard
from behind him. Ryan was walking in the door. "How's it going, big
brother?" They hugged. "Not too bad, little brother." Warren smirked at
Peg. "Listen to me. Little brother. He's four inches taller than I am!"
"That's why I'm the basketball player and you're the ice dancer," Ryan
teased. "Where's my sister in law and my niece?" "Over Sophie's. She sent
me along ahead so I could catch up. We'll all be here for supper tonight.
How's Georgia Tech?" "Great," Ryan said. "Saw you play a little on TV."
"Well, that's all I played this past year is a little," Ryan grinned.
"Next year will be different, thoughour point guard last year was a
senior, so the starting job's up for grabs, and I mean to grab it." "Great!
How's the school part?" "Hard, but fun. I've decided on electrical
engineering as a major." "That's excellent. And how's Laurel?" "Great!"
Ryan said with real enthusiasm. "Things are going wonderfully. I worried,
you knowour relationship really wasn't much until we got to school,
because of the distance between us here. We knew we liked one another, but
going to school and having each other close by was kind of a test, you
know?" Warren nodded. "It's wonderful. Actually, it's perfect. We
compliment each other very well. I was never a slacker, but I'm better at
studying now. She was never an asocial nerd, but she loosens up better
now. She's even turned into a fanatical basketball fan." "That's
hilarious." "You should see if she can drive out here for dinner," Peg
asked. "We'll make it a big bash." "Let me call her," Ryan said.
The dining room table at the Kellehers' was mighty crowded that
evening. Peg and Jim, of course, were there, as were Warren, Sophie, and
Betsy. Laurel was able to drive over and join them, as was Tom. "Betsy's
not bad at feeding herself," Kristin commented. "A little messy, but not
bad." "Love tatoes!" Betsy proclaimed. "She does love potatoes," Sophie
grinned. "She's doing a number on the ham, too." "So," Tom asked, "have
you guys thought of any music for me yet?" "Yeah," Warren grinned, "I've
narrowed it down to Malaguena or Carmen." In other words, the two most
overused pieces of music in skating history. "Oh, thanks," Tom grinned.
"I thought you were creative." "I'm fascinated," Laurel asked. "How do you
pick music?" "Mostly intuition, especially for us," Warren said. "For
other skaters, it's a combination of intuition, plus knowing someone else's
skating." "He's absolutely brilliant at music," Tom told her. "They're
both fantastic choreographers, but I think that has something to do with
just knowing what music to use. The music choices have stretched meand I
mean that in a good way. The music's made me a better skater." "When he
goes to med schooland, especially after, when he's a residentI'm going to
have to do most of the daytoday nittygritty choreography," Sophia said,
"but I told him he still has to find time to pick the music." "And I will,"
Warren said. "But, as I was saying, you have to know the skaters some.
Here's three examples. Tom, here, is good and getting better. We can
stretch with him, but there are some limits. On one extreme from that, we
can throw anything at Liz Cushman and she can handle it. On the other
extremewe're going to have to be very careful with Allison Bowman. She's
never had a real program beforeher coach has been doing her choreography,
and he sucks." "Sounds like me before you got your hands on me," Tom
laughed. "No, it was never that bad for you. Terri's not nearly as
hopeless as Ron Aztov. She's a good coach, he is not. Plus, she had no
problem with you working with us and integrated our choreography into your
training. Ron's going to give Allison loads of shit about this," Warren
predicted. "No doubt," Tom agreed. After dinner, the "kids" were all
hanging around, just chatting. At one point, Ryan was in the bathroom and
Tom and Kristin had taken Betsy for a walk, leaving Laurel alone with
Warren and Sophie. "You guys have been going out since you were very
young, right?" Laurel asked them. "Yeah, we were 14," Sophie told her.
"And Ryan was how old then?" "Eleven," Warren said. "So, he spent his
whole adolescence with you two together," Laurel said. "OK, now I
understand." "Understand what?" Warren asked. "How that big
basketballplaying galoot boyfriend of mine somehow turned out to be a
complete hopeless romantic," Laurel smiled. "He was watching Big Brother."
"Yes, he was," Sophie laughed. "See, dear, you've set a good example." "He
sure did. He dotes on you," Laurel said. "He's welltrained." "Ah, jeez,"
Warren groaned. Liz's choreography went like a
dream. She decided to skate her long program to Peter Gabriel's "Passion."
It had been used before, but it was right up Liz's alley. She did an
exhibition with them, too. Wanting something a bit dramatic and punchy but
still poppy, Warren found for her Chantal Kreviazuk's "In This Life." She
loved it, and the exhibition was quickly done. Tom was also not any
trouble. He'd decided on Bach for his long programa stretch, but a good
one, and he and Warren and Sophia were all pleased with the program. The
exhibition was David Lee Roth's "Just A Gigolo." Warren and Sophie almost
kept that one for themselves, but decided it was better for Tomand Tom was
having a blast with it. Allison Bowman was a completely different story.
The first problem was that apparently Ron Aztov, her coach, had been
treating her as an unthinking, unfeeling robot. She had no say in her
music, choreography, or movements, at all. Every finger movement was
dictated by Ron. Because of that, she had no confidence in her ability to
feel anything on the ice. Warren decided to try an experimenthe decided
to choreograph her exhibition first, to get her used to moving to music and
trying to feel it before they tried adding the complicated technical
requirements of her competitive program. The music Warren had picked for
her exhibition was Stevie Nicks's "Has Anyone Ever Written Anything For
You?", a gorgeous piano ballad. It was slow going. Allison started out
wanting Warren and Sophia to dictate every movement to her. Finally,
Warren said, "Allison. Just skate. Listen to the music and just skate.
We'll worry about choreography later. Just skate to the music." She did,
growing with confidence on every pass. It wasn't a program, yet, but it
was a young skater grasping for her artistic 'voice'. She had musicality,
Warren and Sophia had seen that from the start, but she'd never been
allowed to draw on it. Warren was making her draw on it. It was working.
On the second day, in the afternoon, Warren and Sophie moved in, and turned
her innate movements into a program. When that was done, they moved on to
her competitive long program. Endeavoring to keep it simple, they had
chosen Swan Lake for her music. She understood better, after having done
the exhibition, and they were able to develop a program remarkably quickly.
It didn't lose any of her technical acumen, but it was much more complete
artistically than anything she'd ever done. Her mother flew out to fetch
her on the last day. After she saw the programs, she turned to Warren and
Sophia and said, "I don't know much about skating. But even I can see the
difference. Thank you. And I'm so glad her exhibition is passionate and
beautiful instead of suggestive." She gave Warren and Sophia a wry grin.
"Then again, you two did passionate and beautiful when you were naked, so
why should I be surprised?" They both chuckled at that. "How do you feel,
Allison?" she asked her daughter. "Great! This really was an education. I
feel like I've learned more about artistry in a week than I have in my
entire career." "Good," Sophie said. "Now. If you need any help, you get
a hold of us. If you want us to watch something at Skate America or
something, we will. And don't take any shit from Ron Aztov!" "I won't!"
she promised. After all that, it was time to work on their own
programs. They had made a decision. After what happened at Worldseven
with the apparent changes in the ISUthey decided to pick their programs
based on themselves first, the audience second, and the judges not at all.
They'd done that all along to some degree, but they really did it this
year. First were the orignal dances. The first one was a shuffle. They
picked Ringo Starr's version of "You're Sixteen" for that. It was a happy,
cute, lighthearted program. The second OD was a rhumba. Rhumbas are
supposed to be pretty steamy. Sophie and Warren went for steamy, all
right, choosing to skate to Sade's "Smooth Operator." They tweaked that
program quite a bit, looking for a good balance between technical content
and the inherent artistic sensuality of it. The free dance? That was
another story entirely. Sophie and Warren had skirted around it before,
but never crossed the unspoken line. Big Band was fine, Sinatra was fine,
modern classical of the Copland variety was fine. Riverdance worked.
Romeo and Juliet straddled the line, but that was a ballad. But skating to
fullout rock and roll was not done in ice dance. The theory was that the,
as Sophie called them, "old fuddyduddy judges" wouldn't go for it. Warren
and Sophia decided not to care. Mindful of where this year's World
Championships were to be heldEast Rutherford, NJ, at the Meadowlandsthey
went right for the jugular, and with a regional twist. Their free dance
would be all Bruce Springsteen. And not any of his ballads, either. Two
rockers, albeit with different beats: "Ramrod" and "Give The Girl A Kiss."
They took the sax solo of Ramrod and choreographed an absolutely stunning
serpentine step sequence to it. The sidebyside steps were later, to Give
The Girl A Kiss. The program as a whole just never stopped moving. They
were thrilled with it. "Well, if you want to rock out, you've accomplished
that," June, their coach, laughed. "It's just time to rock out, we think,"
Sophia told her. "Hey, if we win, we win. If we don't, we don't. But
we'll have the crowd on our sides!"

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Saturday, July 24, 2004

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Alice Has An Answer 6/10 {Redman} {inc mf bdsm}
October 2000
Authors/Redman/

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Authors Note: I would be interested in any comments or
corrections that readers might care to share with me.
I can be reached at redmanseductive.

Also, this work is not intended to be read by anyone
under 18. If you are under 18, please do not read it.
This story is a work of fiction. Everything in it is a
product of my own imagination and does not represent
the way that anyone of any age should be treated or to
represent a norm of acceptable behavior. In
particular, I do not through this story condone sex
among minors or sexual acts between minors and adults.


Alice Has An Answer
Part 6


Overnight I had become addicted to new sensations. In
the space of a day I had smelled, touched and tasted
new things that were so intoxicating I never wanted to
let them go. Before yesterday, I had hardly known
girls existed or that they were really any different
from me. I looked back to so little time ago and
wondered if all of these new sensations and new sexual
messages had existed before or whether they had just
been created just for me.

I was fourteen years old and lying on my sister's bed
with her, both of us completely naked. Alice was only
thirteen years old, but even she seemed to know more
about the new sexual world that surrounded me than I
did. She had already played with her pussy three
times that morning. Alice's need to explore between
her legs seemed inexhaustible.

I had already cummed twice this morning and my penis
felt tender, my testicles a little sore. After Alice
had showered me with kisses in praise of our game,
"Trapped in the Well," her hand had latched onto my
limp dick and she didn't seem like she wanted to let
it go anytime soon.

It felt funny to have anyone hold my penis but myself.
Alice was only the second person to ever touch it
except me. Jani, a neighbor nearby that was my own
age, had been the first to teach me the magic that was
inside it. Even so, not even Jani had touched it when
it wasn't hard. Alice's hand on my soft dick felt
just as interesting as Jani's hand on my hard penis
had felt.

Just thinking about Alice holding my cock caused it to
start getting bigger. As good as it felt, it scared
me a little. I could see myself lying back in the
bed, jacking off all day long and letting Alice touch
me and watch me until I became just a big puddle of
cum with a hard dick sticking out of it. I felt that
if I didn't get up right now and do something else we
would end up touching and playing with each other all
day long. Then what would I tell Mom when she came
home. Now that Alice was suddenly talking again, what
would she talk to Mom about?

"Alice, let's get up a bit. I want to show you
something." What I was going to show her was a little
weird, I knew. But at this stage Alice and I didn't
have many secrets from one another. This was a girl
thing anyway. Maybe Alice knew something about it
that I didn't.

I led Alice into the bathroom and showed her where
Mom's clothes were still in the hamper.

"Can I tell you another secret, Alice? Sometimes I
like to get Mom's panties from the hamper and smell
them," I whispered, feeling guilty to confess it to my
little sister.

"You mean like the panties that she wore to work
yesterday? Do they smell like her pussy?" Alice asked
excitedly.

"I think so," I replied as I pulled the panties from
the hamper where I had seem them just this morning.
"I still don't know everything about women's pussies,
but it smells a little like yours and Jani's. Maybe
this is what Mom smells like."

I inspected Mother's black panties. They were some
shiny material, but they had a white cotton panel on
the inside and there were faint, mysterious stains on
it. Especially in the last few days, I had become
obsessed with smelling Mom and obsessed with all the
new images, tastes and smells of the pussies that
surrounded me in the world.

I brought Mom's panties up to my nose and inhaled,
taking the strong, acrid odor into my nose and my
chest. It felt as though, if I could smell deep
enough and well enough, I could learn some new, more
profound secret that was even more sensual and
glorious than everything else I had learned since
yesterday. Mother's scent and the smell of her
panties was some strong clue to the mystery and the
meaning of everything in my life. Somehow I just knew
it.

"Let me smell them," Alice insisted.

That should have shocked me. I hadn't expected Alice
to want to smell them, but I had yet to find anything
about these matters that Alice didn't find natural and
uncomplicated. Every time that I thought I was doing
something shocking or weird, Alice would either treat
it as perfectly normal or would turn around and do
something even bolder, even more intense.

I held the panel in front of Alice and she cupped my
hand between her own and brought the panties to her
nose for a deep smell. It was so sexy to see my naked
little sister smelling Mom's panties and I couldn't
help but think about how Alice had told me that she
had seen Mom playing with her pussy in the bathtub
yesterday.

"That's what her pussy smells like, all right, but it
smells like peepee, too!"

Gawd, I hadn't thought about Mom's panties having pee
on them. I'm not sure what I thought about that. It
didn't make them smell any less interesting, but
smelling her piss didn't excite me as much as smelling
her pussy juices.

"It's called `piss,' Alice, not peepee. Why would Mom
have pee in her panties?"

"It just happens after you go to the bathroom
sometimes. Momma taught me to wipe myself every time,
but sometimes just a little more dribbles out."

I could understand that. Sometimes no matter how hard
I shook my penis, when I put it in my pants I could
see and feel a little round spot of pee that soaked
into my pants. It was so embarrassing to walk around
school with a pee stain on my pants.

"Can you get sick smelling pee in panties?" I wondered
out loud. Somehow touching pee and smelling it took
the edge off of the intense reaction I had experienced
when I discovered these new treasures in our hamper.

"No, it won't make us sick. I smell my panties all
the time. I've even seen Momma do it."

Wow! Alice knew all kinds of things that I didn't.
She had been so quiet before that people used to
forget that she was around. The thought of Mom
smelling her own panties made smelling them even more
exciting, even knowing that some of the smell was pee.

"Want to smell something else?" Alice asked quietly.

"Something like this? Sure!"

"It's not as strong as this, but follow me and I'll
show you what I like to do."

Alice ran into Mother's room, her naked hiney bobbing
along in front of my eyes. I would have followed her
anyway, just to look at her cute butt.

Alice jumped into Mother's unmade bed and rolled
around in the sheets, smelling them. I had seen her
do the same on my bed, not just today, but now that I
think about it I had seen her do it many times. I had
always thought that Alice was part wolf, because she
liked to smell all the scents around her even before I
could understand what she was smelling. Suddenly I
understood Alice's fascination with our scents.

I lay down on Mother's bed, taking the scent of the
sheets into my lungs. Alice was right, the smell was
not as intense as her panties, but the subtle smells
of her were even more erotic. I closed my eyes and
felt Mother moving under me, her hands touching me,
pulling me closer. I buried my face in her hair and
her neck and my pelvis began to rock into her, sinking
into her soft acceptance.

I felt Alice's hands on my bottom, rubbing my butt
cheeks as I pressed into Mother's bed. Somehow the
thought of Alice touching me while I was touching Mom
made the feeling even more intense, more erotic. I
began to feel the now familiar tingle of my cum rising
in my belly, boiling over to find a way out.

"Don't cum on her sheets. We'd have to change them
then," Alice warned me. Trusty Alice, always looking
out for me. "Turn over, Johnny."

I flipped over and Alice put Mother's pillow over my
face lightly. I could smell her hair in the pillow
and again my guts seemed to melt at the smell of her.
But, that was only half the sensations that I wanted.

The other half was solved when I felt Alice's hand
wrap around my penis and start to slowly pump it up
and down. Oh God! I could breath in Mother's
wonderful scent and feel a hand wrapped around my
cock a soft, feminine hand. When I closed my eyes,
Mother was laying beside me, pumping my penis in her
soft, warm hands.

I could feel her hands and my mouth opened to accept
her kisses. Then, even as our lips were glued
together I felt her tongue on the head of my penis,
swirling around my cockhead.

Oh, Mother! Oh God, suck my cock, Mother!

My back arched violently. It felt like someone had
punched me in the gut; punched me with a big soft
pillow in my balls. They were tight and jerking as my
cum swelled up inside me and exploded outward. I was
hugging the pillow to me hard, hugging Mother to me
hard. And I was shooting off my cum into her,
shooting my cum into Mother.

After the intense feelings ended, I had to let go of
the pillow to stop Alice's hands from pumping my cock.
When I pulled the pillow off my head, all I could see
of Alice's head was her hair bobbing up and down on my
dickhead, licking the last of my dribbles from my
penis.

When she finally looked up at me, she had a big grin
on her face and she was smacking her lips together,
rolling my cum on her tongue.

"That was fun, Bubba. We have to do that right after
she leaves from now on. That's when it smells best!"

Alice had found a new game to play. I think I liked
this one.

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