CHAPTER ONE

We were getting our car to go to the gym when our new neighbor, one house over, yelled hi. We had on our usual gym clothes. Kim wore gym shoes, sheer black lycra tights, and a blue lycra sleeveless zip front turtleneck leotard that was so high on the hips it was almost a thong. I had on gym shoes, black lycra tights with no front seam and no underwear, and a crop top tee shirt. This woman was a full six feet tall with a slender, shapley figure. She was just home from a late Friday afternoon at work and wore a smart grey business suit with a skirt that bairly covered her rear, nude hose and grey pumps. Her mass of long curly red hair looked like flames in the sunlight. As she walked up us she dropped her keys and bent over to pick them up. Her skirt uncovered the lower half of her underwearless cheeks. I just stared. She stood and introduced herself. "Hi, my name's Cindy." "Hi, Cindy. This is my wife, Kim, and my name is John", I replied. "Are you going to the gym?" "Yes, would you like to come with us? We have a guest pass so it wouldn't cost you anything." Kim replied. Cindy appeared to think for a few seconds and then said, "Sure, just give me a few minutes to change. I don't think they would let me do aerobics in pumps, but it might be fun to try..." as she hurried back to her house. We watched her go. Kim reached back and grabbed my semi-erect spandex sheethed barrel, a full seven inches and much larger than any other we've seen so far. I slid my hands up her hips and around to her already hard nipples and played with them. She trembled slightly with pleasure and arched her back while cupping my rod between her cheeks and slid slowly up and down. The sensation always drives me wild. Reaching up and back with both hands, she pulled my head over her shoulder and we kissed passionatly.

A cough brought us back to reality. Cindy stood there in a red spandex tank top unitard with a bemused look on her face. Red faced, we all piled into our Taurus. I drove while we swapped stories, likes, and dislikes.

My wife is a beautiful 5'1", muscular with firm breasts and short blond hair. She's described my 5'9" frame as extremely muscular. We've both been lifting and doing aerobics for years and love the muscular lycra feel.

Upon arriving at the gym, Kim kissed me, and they headed for the aerobics room. I headed to the weights on the second ploor. School wasn't going to start until next week so the gym was dead except for the diehards. I waved at a friend who was just finishing a set of squats. She turned and rubbed her crotch. I made a jacking-off motion with my hand. We both laughted. After I finished my last set of lat pulldowns, I stoodup and became erect as somebody slid her hand down between my crack and grabbed my balls. I turned around to find Sherry with an evil look on her face. Of course turning around just made it easier for her. While she massaged my hard cock, I reached up and pinched her nipples lightly. "You skin-tight slut", I whispered in her ear. She reached around and playfully slapped my ass. Then she started to move past me while dragging her fingernails around my spandex hips and slowly up the length of my straining rod. I reached out my hand and cupped her crotch, and her eyes half closed. I pushed her against the mirror and started fingering her clit until I found that spot that made her target explode with moisture. She leaned against the mirror with her eyes closed, trembling slightly. I moved to finish my routine.

It was a game we played. She often tries to make me come in my tights at the gym to embarress me. She did once. But thanks to spandex and my loving wife, I now only cum when I want or when I'm told. Sherry did have a fantastic body. An inch shorter than me, lean and muscular, I waited near the front door as Kim and Cindy entered the erea. They were whispering intently to each other and stopped as soon as they saw me.

CHAPTER TWO

On the Sunday night before the the party we decided to eliminate the dusk-to-dawn light at our neighbors across the street. Their driveway lined up with our house. The light was mounted on a telephone pole at the far end. It must go! About 10:30pm, we grabbed our bags and crept through our backyard to Pete and Laura's which is behind us. They drove us to a friends house several blocks away where we changed into catburgular costumes and disguisess. We decided to make it look like two women in case someone sees us. Kim's was a black skintight spandex catsuit with hood and gloves, black patent 6" pumps with ankle straps. Only her eyes were visable. Our friend, Tom, had been training her to use an air pistol to take out the light. To finish of her costume was a black leather gun belt, holster and air pistol with three pellets in it. Kim slowly wrapped it around her waist and buckled it to the thigh strap. It sat nicely on her hips. It looked really sexy. My costume was identical to hers, but with a padded bra. We were ready. Tom let us borrow his black car from which he removed the licence plates. He then reminded us if the cops catch us we're all in trouble and then wished us luck as we drove off.

I turned off the headlights before we pulled in to the entrance of the driveway. We both opened our doors, and I stood behind us while trying to hide my rigid bulge. Kim walked sensually around the door as her heels clicked on the concrete. She walked about halfway down the drive. She spread her legs to brace herself, removed the gun, held it both both hands, took aim and fired once. Pop. The light shattered and went out as the glass rained down on to the pavement. A dog barked several houses away. Kim turned and as she walked back to the car she cassually aimed the gun at the grass and fired the other two rounds. Pop. pop. The pistol slid back into the holster. I told her how powerfully sensual she looked and acted. She said that's how she felt and wanted more. We came up with a plan for another day. We drove quickly back to Tom's house to return the gun and car and reversed our route home. We were really excited and pumped. We ripped our clothes off and Kim put the gun back on, with her six inch pumps, gloves and eyemask. She drew the gun and pointed it my at erect rod.

"Spread eagle on the bed lover..."

I wimpered but complied.

"So," she purred," guns and skintight suits excite us." She strattled my loins and pointed the gun at my chest and rammed her dripping pussy down hard on my barrel.

"No cumming unless I command you to." she whispered. She slid up and down with a twisting motion. I grabbed her breasts, cupped and squeezed, pinching her erect nipples she arched back in pleasure and pain.

"Oh god yes, yes! Shoot, shoot your searing hot cum deep into my pussy," she yelled, "Pull your trigger!" Closing her eyes she continued to slam herself down on my hot cock as it burned into her target. Up and down, her pussy squeezed my rod as she spasmed violently from her orgasm. The pistol sagged in her hands and I grabbed it away.

"My turn now," I said. Pointing the pistol at her chest "On all fours bitch." She rolled over with her dripping clit pointed at me, her face panting on a pillow. My gun started pumping her target. Then a machine gun series, short and fast which made her target explode again in orgasm. Kim screemed into the pillow as ecstacy racked her body. I removed the gun belt from her waist. She reached back and grabbed my balls and massaged them so expertly with her spandex hand. I pumped harder and harder.

"Please, Oh god, please stop," she whispered. I slowed to a long full in and not quit fully out motion. Her breathing increased again. I speeded up, slamming my hot cock home. Again a violent orgasm racked her body and more pussy juice ran down my balls. "Time to put this bitch out of her misery!" I almost yelled as waves of uncontollable pleasure rolled over my loins. "Yes, Pull the trigger, Oh god, pierce my moist pink target with your bullets!" Kim screemed and squeezed my balls hard, "Pleeeaase...!" I pulled the trigger on the pistol at the same time I exploded inside her sending massive hot injections up against the end of her hole. We both collasped on the bed exhausted. There was not even enough strength left to remove our clothes. The alarm went off the next morning. We got up, showered, and dried together. I got dressed for work. She got dressed for more. A red garter belt set with no panties with the holster and gun on her hip. She stood there as a gun fighter ready to draw as I came out of the bathroom.

"Draw...," she said in her sexiest voice. I unzipped my pants, whipped myself out and started jacking off as fast as I could. She drew the gun and fired at my chest click, click, click, went the trigger. I fell back and to the ground, make believing that I'm dead. She spread her legs over my face and I dug my tongue in deep and playfully, sucking on those juices and was rewarded with a mouthful as she quickly climaxed.

"I command you to cum quickly lover!" and took me into her mouth sucking and licking exquistly and I did as I was commanded. I let myself go and sent a load of hot sperm into her sucking mouth as I moaned in ecstacy. She licked me clean, and I sucked her dry for several minutes then she got up and helped me up. Kim held the gun up and blew pretend smoke from the barrel and slid it into the holster. I kissed her passionatly as I slipped the gun out of the holster. I pointed it up at one erect nipple and fired, click, then at the other nipple, click. Kim pretended to be getting shot, falling back. Then at her dripping pussy, click, click, click, she grunted in pretend pain as the pretend bullets pierced her pink flesh. Then one between her eyes to finish her off, click. She pretended to die sitting spread eagle against the bed. I slipped the gun into the holster and kissed her.

"God Kim, you are fantastic. I'll be an hour late tonight, I'm going to pick up a supprise." I said. "Bye lover..." she replied.

When I arrived home Kim met me at door wearing a tight blue spandex long sleeved dress that barely covered her shapely ass, sheer-to-the-waist seamless pantyhose, and black pumps.

"I'm home..." I set a large box down on the floor and kissed my wife passionately.

"Welcome home lover. Before you change for dinner, what's in the box?"

"Open it and see." She opened the box and dug thru the popcorn and pulled a Colt 45, silencer, belt and holster. Three matching western style six shooters, one with a single holster on the belt and a ring of aluminum bullets around it, and the other with a holster on each hip. Her eyes went wide. "John, are they real?"

"No, their cast aluminum replicas. Only the triggers and hammers work. All four have a realistic sound chip in them, their just not as loaded as the real thing. It even makes it sound like a silencer. And this one," pulling out a realistic plastic gun & holster set, "shoots nonstaining red dye capsules that dry clear in about ten minutes." I demonstrated on the wall, pop, and a small red stain appeared.

"Oh god, I love them! Thank you. Where did you get them?"

"Tom has a catalogue that has all kinds of wonderful toys in it. By the way, what time is dinner?"

"Thirty minutes. I laid your clothes out on the bed," she said as I hustled upstairs and stripped. I pulled on the black spandex tights, black shoes and black ankle warmers. A white dress shirt made of thinest spandex, semi-sheer really, that buttoned down the front but was cut off at the waist to attach under a two inch black leather belt. A thin red tie topped it off. Every muscle showed. I carried my credit card, license and a few of our personnal business cards in my shirt pocket. Back down the steps, Kim had pulled her spandex dress up to her waist and put the Colt 45 on over her sheer-to-the-waist seamless pantyhose hips. As I walked into the room, she drew and shot me, bang. I fell to the floor dead.

"I like it!" she said. "Very realistic." She screwed the silencer on and walked over to my dead body and put one between my eyes, thum. "Even the silencer." She stretched out a hand and helped me up then removed the belt and pulled her tight dress down again.

"Shall we go?" I asked, stretching out my arm.

The sun had set by the time we got to the restraunt. It was a trendy place. Many young professionals in sheek clothes mingled at the bar. I saw several of our friends from the gym. Two young things greeted us at the door. They just stared at my muscled body. Kim leaned over, "You exhibitionist you. I love it."

"Me too."

"We would like a seat at the bar please."

"This way..." Her nametag read 'Jennifer'. She lead us to a tall table in the bar area and stopped. I purposely bumped into the back of her. placing my spandex bulge into her rear and grabbed her waist and held her there for a few seconds.

"Excuse me Jennifer," I purred.

"My pleasure," she said and walked back to the entrance. Those who didn't know us stared for a while. Kim let her skirt slip half way up her hips as

she sat on the tall stool. We sat close, facing the bar. Kim's hand on my muscled thigh, rod buldging. Sue came over to us.

"Hi John, Kim." Sue hugged me while slipping one hand over my cock. I slid one hand up her pantyhosed leg and under her short skirt raising it slightly for the benefit of those still looking our way. She squeezed my spandex bulge. Then moved over to Kim's side. Kim turned toward her and they hugged, breasts rubbing together. Sue slipped both hands over her rear. Kim ran both hands up the backs of her legs and over her rear pulling her skirt way over her ass.

"Nice to feel you again, Sue." Sue smiled broadly letting her fingernails slip down Kim's inner thigh. Kim purred, "Tease..."

"Careful I may take both of you on some day."

"Promises, promises.." Sue was in Kim's evening aerobics class and was about five foot six and slender with large breasts and a hint of muscle.

"Our usual please, Sue."

"I thought I just did?" she replied smiling. We laughed.

"What's it worth to you John?" I pulled out a $100 bill and rolled it up.

"That tip can go anywhere you care to put it," and moved to my side and stroked my rigid bulge. I pulled up the front of her skirt and slipped the bill down her pantyhose and set it between her lips. Then pulled up her pantyhose up and her skirt down.

"Any time John..." squeezing my rod hard, then moved to get our drinks.

Kim said, "We're waiting for Bill and Leeta," looking around. "there they are." We waved. Leeta was an executive for a big company, about 45, pale skin, petit at four foot eleven and only slightly less muscled than Kim. But a ravishing oriental beauty. She wore a shiny beige spandex catsuit without the hood, and glitterly gold pumps. Bill was ten years younger than her and about 15 pounds less muscled than me and about my height. He wore a red catsuit, without hands or hood, with red shoes and a gold spiked collar. Bill had a huge ten inch buldge that Kim loved. He moved toward Kim and Leeta toward me. Both of them were straight, and new to our lifestyle. Kim spread her legs wide as her dress slid almost to her waist, and wrapped both legs around Bill's legs and ground her pantyhose crotch into his ten inch cock. They kissed long and hard. He felt her nylon ass and her dress moved up around her waist. I picked Leeta up and she strattled my lap, grounding her shiny lycra pussy against my hot spandex cock as we kissed. Intense sensations.

We moved to a corner table for dinner. Kim's dress never left her waist, but this place was very dimly lit for privacy. We ordered and ate. Kim said, "Too bad I can't just pull your cock out of that catsuit and suck you off right here..."

"I have an idea for a pair of tights like John's but with a long zipper in the front." "That would make cock handling a lot easier. I'll expect you to have them on next time. How about if I make you stain your catsuit instead..." Kim said, and rubbed his spandex rod hard and fast, but stopped, just before he came. A drop of precum appeared on the spandex. "Very nicely done Kim." Leeta said. Then the waiter appeared. We paid. Kim finally pulled her dress down and we walked them to their car. Bill said. "John do you mind if I..."

"No, go ahead." And slid a hand along John's hard rod and around to his ass crack and back.

"You just have to have the right mind set," John said as he gave Bill's ten incher a couple of strokes then cupped his balls. Bill appeared to relax and enjoy it.

"We'll call you next week." they said. We waved as they drove off. After I opened the car door for Kim, I grabbed the bottom of her dress and pulled it up and completely off. Kim got into the car in just pumps and pantyhose. I put her dress in the trunk then got in to drive us home.

"I didn't think you would have the nerve." Kim said, as she pulled my tights down to my knees and sucked my gun all the way home. I pulled into the drive along side of our house. Kim yanked her pantyhose off and put her shoes back on. I ended up with just my shoes on. We left the clothes in the car and got out naked. There was no moon. I set Kim's naked ass on the car hood and drove my gun into her target. We made no sound. I pumped and pumped. Kim spasmed as she orgasmed dripping juice on the car hood and down my balls. I kept pumping. She whisperd "Shoot your wad John. Shoot my hot target." I kept pumping. "Shoot me. Do it. I'm begging for it." I kept pumping. "Please fire your gun, John. Shoot me, nooow." I kept pumping.

"Put me out of my misery. Your cock is so hot it's burning my soft pink pussy. I can't stand it anymore!" Kim leaned back on car hood and I kept pumping and pinched her nipples hard. Another orgasm racked her body as she bit her lip to keep from screaming. I spasmed as I shot my stream deep into her hot cunt, my loins racked with pleasure. I picked her up and carried her around to the front door and inside. I laid her gently on the bed and removed her shoes, then mine, and we quickly fell asleep.

The day of the party everything was ready. Lots of large lycra covered pillows were in every room. Tables were removed for more room. A row of mini xmas lights ware laid around the base of each wall. Sheets were hung in doors and in rooms to create a maze like effect. A variety of rubber dildos and vibrators were on a small table. A spread of munches was laid out in the kitchen. The yard was surrounded with an eight foot privacy fence. We changed into our costumes. I wore a matalic gold spandex catsuit, short red boots, red gloves, red cape to mid thigh and red spandex hood. Kim's was similiar, except she had red spiked heeled boots. We tested our costumes with each other. with spandex against spandex, we both became instantly arroused. We kissed sensually and slowly as we carressed each others bodies.

This halloween's party theme is come as a lycra superhero or supervillian, or just come wearing a cape. But everyone had to have a mask and or a disguise so no one knew who was who. No names should be mentioned or no personal information, just chit chat and small talk... This was by invitation only with one guest.

We greeted our first guests. Mr & Mrs Fantastic, skin tight blue and white spandex. We felt every inch of them before we let them pass, as they did us. Very nice.

A group came next. Three guys and a young woman of maybe 22 with a slender body and medium sized firm breasts and unusually large nipples. All four wore just black pumps, black fishnet tights, black leather belts, masks, and silver lame capes to their mid-thigh and nothing else. I moved behind the girl and slid my hands up to her naked breasts gently cupping them and rubbed my cock between her checks.

"Welcome," I whispered in her ear. "Thank you," she replied. Kim was busy with three fishnet cocks. She carressed each barrel as she welcomed the men. Their cocks pulled the fishnet tights way out from their bodies when Kim was through.

Next came several versions of Batman, Robin, Catwoman, and Bargirl costumes. One guy had a Batman headpiece and cape with a black spandex catsuit, black boots and a red spandex codpiece held on with snaps. Kim sank her hands in the codpiece and brought out the head of his cock from the codpice. Sucking and licking, he was breathed hard. Kim pulled the codpiece off and sucked all eight inches into her mouth. He gasped as he came. Kim didn't miss a drop of tasty cum. She stood and said, "You wouldn't be needing this codpiece tonight." And tossed it in a corner leaving his cock dangling in front of his lycra thighs. The woman after him was dressed identically except for the an easy access hole which let her bush show. My gun wanted to take some target practice. Our spandex bodies sent waves of pleasure as we felt every buldge and hole. She pulled her cape over my cock and like a vampire sucked my rod through it's spandex shield. It was just enough of ecstacy to made me shoot my wad and make a large stain appear in costume. She stood and pulled the zipper in the back of my costume down and pulled me out of the catsuit. Then sucked me off again, not missing a drop this time. I put only the gloves and boots back on.

The White Witch came next. Her eyes buldged as she saw my new costume. White spiked heeled thigh boots, white thong panty, white spandex bustier, cape and mask. I ran my hands down her cheeks as I welcomed her to the party. She wrapped one leg around my thigh for better access to her spot. My finger slipped under the thong and into her hole carressing it. Kim whispered in my ear, "Fuck her. Fuch her hard!" so I did. I learned later she way one of Kim's aerobics partners. The woman leaned back and moaned in pleasure as I pulled her thong off. I laid her on some pillows next to two woman using a double ended dildo together. I slammed my barrel hard and deep into her pussy. She gasped, my balls slapped hard against her cheeks. I slammed her over and over as hard as I could, and she gasped as pleasure racked her body. She grabbed at the pillows and had a massive orgasm shooting juices from her pussy.

"I command you to cum!" came Kim's demanding voice. Doing as I was told, I pulled out and jacked off on her pussy and spread cum around her belly with my rod. The woman just lay there panting. I got up to meet other guests.

There was a pause in the guests so I decided to switch costumes. White pumps, pink sheer spandex tights, red longsleeve spandex turtleneck thong leotard. I pulled the thong up tight between my cheeks. Removed the cape and put on just the spandex cowl. I looked really hot, my cock buldged against the leotard. I went back down to greet more guests. A couple came in. His was the biggest cock either of us had ever seen. I was jealous. A full 12 inches. Kim's eye's lit up. They each wore similiar costumes and were hairless from the neck down. His black thigh boots, sheer red lycra tights, a puff sleeve blousen shirt open to the waist with a large leather belt. She had black pumps and hot pink shiny lycra tights instead. I helped her blouse off her shoulders and kissed her passionatly on the lips, down the neck, and to those very large orbs to nibble at her hard nipples. She moaned loadly with pleasure. Some looked to see what fun they were missing. Kim had yanked the man's tights down over his huge rod and began to give him a blow job. Holding it at the base, expertly licking his entire length and sucking on his balls. He wasn't expecting such fantastic treatment. She sucked the tip of his cock until he almost came then she pointed his dick at her chest and rubbed it until he shot huge spirts of cum on her spandex breasts. She smeared it around with his rod and squeezed it between her breasts then sucked him dry and put him back into his sheer lycra tights for everyone else to enjoy.

"Welcome...," Kim purred. "Thank you," he managed. They moved into another room and dancing with several other guests.

Looking around, people were getting into the costume spirit extremely well. Kim ran her spandex hand along my rigid cock.

"Hey lover, I'm going to change into something less...".

I mingled among the guests and enjoyed my self and let them enjoy me also. One woman who was at least six foot six in heels wore a beautiful, white spandex catsuit with only the eyes and mouth showing. "Our new neighbor?" I wondered? I came up behind her and slowly carressed my way up her body from her ankles. She spread her legs wide and purred in response. My hand found a hole hidden at the crouch that opened wide for her target to be shot at. She continued to moan in pleasure. I picked her up and placed her on some cushions. She spread her legs wide for all to see and to me to sink my tongue into. She squirmed with pleasure for several minutes as I sucked her pussy and brought her to a quick and intense orgasm. A woman wearing just black heeled thigh boots, long black gloves, a spiked collar, black cape and a sexy body, started kissing her lips and pinching her nipples. A white spandex hand came up holding a large double ended rubber cock. I sat back as she started thrusting it up the other woman's cunt, quicker and quicker, the woman gasped then moaned loadly from the spasms that were racking her body then doubled over in extecy. Both women lay panting in each others arms.

"Life is very good." I thought. Then the young woman with just the fishnets sat spreadeagle on my lap and rubbed against my hard cock. Her hands felt my chest and played with my nipples. I kissed her full breasts, sucking on her erect nipples. She arched her back and slid along my erection dripping pussy juice and making a big stain on my spandex rod. I stopped her and she looked hurt and wondered what she did wrong. I pulled off her pumps & belt and yanked off her fishnets then replaced her shoes and belt. Her eyes went wide as I rubbed my spandex all over her and fingered her clit into an orgasm. She went limp under me moaning for more.

As I stood four pairs of hands grabbed me. Kim was in front of me wearing only red six inch pumps with ankle straps, red spandex gloves, her mask, and the belt and holster with the gun that shoots die pellets slung low on one hip.

"Alright ladies, strip him naked," Kim began, "and well see just how good of a shot he is with his gun." My spandex leotard was unzipped and pulled down to the floor and my gun strained against the thin sheer tights.

"Well, I like what I see, a opponent with an itchy stigger finger." Kim said to the dozen or so in the room. Next, the young woman that I yanked out of her fishnets kneeled in front of my cock and slowly pulled my tights down over it and squeezed my rod between her young firm breasts then started sucking on the head. Kim drew the gun and shot the woman in the back, pop, pop. The woman jerked twice as the two red stains appeared her back and she fell dead in front of me. The gun slipped back into its holster. Kim pointed to the two naked, masked women at my sides. "You and you finish the job." They kneeled behind my legs and as they slowly carressed the tights down my legs and replaced my white pumps. They rubbed themselves against the backs of my thighs and fingered my crack and licked my cheeks, finally slipping a couple of hands to by balls and playing with them and my cock, whick pointed directly at Kim.

"I warned you...," Kim said menasingly, and drew the gun, pointing it at the chest of one woman and pulled the trigger, pop. Another red stain appeared on her chest and she jerked back and played dead. She pointed the gun at the other woman's chest and, pop, she jerked back and fell dead also. Kim reholstered the gun. The woman I thought to be our tall neighbor stood behind me, now naked except for her white spandex headpiece. I stood there with just white five inch pumps, mask, my completly shaved well muscled body, and the barrel of my gun pointed at Kim. I flexed my muscles and took a gunslinger stance.

"Draw...," Kim said, and I started making a real show of jacking off and flexing my muscles and keeping one eye on Kim. She turned to others in the room and said, "Now that's also what I like in an opponent, obedience." She didn't see me coming and I grabbed her and took her down on some pillows. Slamming the barrel of my gun deep into her dripping pussy. She moaned loadly and made a real show as she road me for all it was worth until she exploded screaming with an orgasm, then just lay there as if wounded. With applause from the room as I stood in front of Kim. I continued to hold my hot erect cock, then as Kim dragged herself into a sitting position I said, "And now to finished her off." I jerked off quickly and several streams of cum shot into her face and down her breasts. She winked at me and smeared the cum over her face and nipples, down her abdoman, as she acted out a death scene for everyone. I pulled out the gun from it's holster at my cummed-to-death wife's side and pointed it at the tall woman. "And as for you..." Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop... went the gun as red stains appeared all over her chest and she jerked back with every shot as pretend bullets pierced her chest until she was pinned jerking against the wall. I stopped shooting and she slid down the wall to lay dead on the floor. Another round of applause. The players stood and took a bow and then the party really broke loose as masks stayed on and clothes came off everywhere...

Several guests stayed over but all were gone before sunrise.

CHAPTER THREE

We slept until one Saturday. The day after the party. Neither Kim nor I had much to drink last night but we were a little tired. We through open a few windows on the side of our house that faced our new neighbor. The young professional couple who lived in the house between us were away on business and wouldn't be back until after christmas. They'd given us a set of keys and asked if we would look after it for them. We told them yes. A cool breeze blow through the house. Kim's nipples hardened as the air carressed them. She stretch in front of the open window for all to see her glorious body. I stretched at another window hanging limp. We performed a couples of stretches for about thirty minutes then nibbled on some leftovers. I hugged Kim's naked body from behind.

"You were fantastic, all night long, " I purred into her ear. She snuggled against me. "High compliments lover," She replied, "yes, we were very good, but when we're bad we're even better." We really do love throwing partys, it's cleaning up the next day that can be less than fun. She kissed me and said, "Come on, let's get a quick shower then tear into this place so we can relax tonight."

"Sounds like a plan to me." I replied. After the shower we dried and dressed in our usual at home attire. Kim slipped into a pair of sheer-to- the-waist suntan pantyhose, and an old white silk dress shirt that didn't quite cover her rear, to drive me wild, and a pair of white ankle socks. I wore the same but no shirt. My rod lovingly became semi-erect in the hose and with a little stroking from Kim's expert hand it was bulging against the nylon.

We put some music on the CD player. I started stripping spandex coverings off the pillows to be washed while Kim picked up in the kitchen. The door bell rang. "I'll get it." I opened the door. Cindy stood their with a young woman who looked familiar. Cindy wore a short sleeve tight shiny spandex cycling shirt of red and yellow which came just past her waist, beige semi-sheer tights and ankle socks. Her luscious pubic hairs plainly visable. The young woman was about five foot four with long reddish blond hair and a slender girlish body with a hint of muscle. She wore the same cycling shirt and socks but with suntan pantyhose with a built-in lace panty. Every inch of her pantyhosed legs and hips were visable right up to her slender waist.

"Good afternoon sleepy head." Cindy said.

"Hello youself." I said smiled. My rod was again buldging. "What brings you to our humble home?"

Cindy glanced down. "We may have time for that later. Actually, my daughter suggested we be good neighbors and help clean up."

My mouth hit the floor. "Your daughter?"

"Yes, I.m sure you remember me from last night John. I wore the fishnets that you so depthly removed. My name's Tamara and I just turned sixteen." She took a step forward and kissed me and slid her hand up my cock.

"I like your work clothes." I said. Kim came in. "I though I heard you talking." She looked at our guests. "So, you've come to help clean. Your wearing the right clothes for it. Tamara, thanks for the help last night." She winked.

"It was my pleasure," squeezing my balls and stepping back. Cindy said, "I'm divorced. Don't worry, neither of us liked my ex. We're glad he's gone. I guess you may have noticed my bi tendicies." "I'm straight however," said Tamara.

My wife said, "We're both straight, but I'll occassionaly play with another woman."

"And I'll often let another man feel me and do the same. Why don't we really get into the spirit of cleaning. First, Cindy, do you have two more of those cycling shirts?" She nodded. "Well, would you get two of them, and switch into a pair of pantyhose like Tamara's."

"I think I know where you're going with this and I like it," she said and headed out the door.

"You and I need to change," and I picked Kim up and through her over my shoulder, "Tamara, come with us." She followed behind me as we went upstairs to our bedroom, which was fairly clean despite last night.

I gently set Kim down and ran my hands up the back of her legs and rear as I stood and whispered to play along. Kim winked. I grabbed a gun belt and put it on Tamara's hips. I whispered some instructions in her ear also and stood back. Tamara took a gunfighter's stance and drew the 45 on Kim and said menacingly, "Alright bitch, strip!" Kim swayed to the music as she slowly ran her hands over her breasts. The buttons were undone one by one. She turned her back and pulled the shirt off her shoulders and down her back and held it out and let it drop. Whorled around to a spread eagle stance and brought her hands down to carress her breasts then move to finger her pussy. Then she sat on the floor and spread her legs wide with her pussy facing Tamara and I. One sock came off then the other. She raised her legs high as the pantyhose slowly inched down her muscular legs. Kim danced to a standing position and continued to finger her clit for us with legs spread wide, chest sticking out. Tamara said, "I've seen enough of this bitch's cunt." and pulled the trigger on the gun, bang, bang, bang. Kim grunted and jerked three times and fell dead on the floor. We applauded. She stood and took a bow. Cindy appeared at our bedroom door.

"I'm back. Like my newly shaved pussy?" We nodded as she rubbed it for us.

"This roleplaying looks like fun. Let me try." She picked up a double gunbelt from a chair and put it on. She and Tamara were dressed identically but with a pair of red pumps. She tossed another pair of pumps to Tamara.

"Put these on you little pantyhose slut." Tamara did as she was told.

"And you, the walking pussy, change." and tossed a blue and yellow cycling shirt to her. Kim put the tight spandex shirt on and slipped into an identical pair of pantyhose and red pumps. Then put on a gunbelt that hung low on one hip. Cindy motioned the other women to a huddle. All three turned and faced me like a row of gunfighters. They drew their guns. Cindy said,

"Alright you hot cock, your turn. Strip!" I made a real show of flexing my huge muscles and removing my crop top, then the socks. I turned my back and slipped the pantyhose down slowly shaking my ass towards them. I turned and dropped them to the floor as one hand slowly jacked my gun off. Faster and faster my hand moved, intense pleasure racked my loins. Kim turned to Tamara, "You get to take this bullet." She removed her cycling shirt and kneeled in front of me. "I order you to shoot her!" My loins spasmed as two huge bullets of cum shot on to her chest as she grunted and jerked twice. She smeared the cum on her breasts in a final death scene. My dick hung limp over her body, dripping it's last drop on her. The two women started shooting at my chest and I grunted and jerked back to the wall and fell dead. Kim helped us up from the floor. Cindy said, "That was great fun. Tamara clean up and put your shirt back on. John grab your 35mm camera and take a few pictures of us." I did and took several shots with them in different group poses.

"We can play later, but in the mean time let's clean your house. John, get dressed like we are and join us down stairs." "Will do." They removed the gunbelts and headed down the steps. I put on a pair of suntan pantyhose with built in lace panty then the shiny cycling shirt which came just below the waist of the pantyhose and a pair of red pumps. My cock became semi-erect as I played with it, then headed down stairs to help.

We talked about ourselves and what we wanted to do later. It looked like both mother and daughter were going to be playing with us all weekend. No complaints here!

CHAPTER FOUR

The house was clean finally. We relaxed on the couch.

"Well, that didn't take long. When you have an army." We laughed. Cindy glanced at the clock, 4:30pm. "Oh damn! I forgot, I have a date tonight. He's picking me up at six. I have to get ready." She stood up and looked at Tamara. Kim said "If you both agree, Tamara, you're welcome to stay with us."

"I wouldn't be back until around noon tomorrow. I'm checking him out for the lifestyle."

"It's alright with us." Kim replied. "Yes, I'd like to stay, it sounds like fun."

Her mother said, "Hmmmmm, out on your own so soon. I'll leave a key under the rock near the back door." They kissed and hugged us both then headed to her house in just shirt, pantyhose & pumps. We watched hre walk down the sidewalk. Tamara said, "May I offer a suggestion for us to roleplay later.

"Of course. Your ideas are always welcome."

"Well, this is what I had in mind..." We listened intently as Tamara layed out her idea.

We grabbed what we needed and went over to our unoccupied neighbors' house. In their bedroom we set up two video cameras and set them on long record. One on the dresser at the end of the bed and the other on a small table at the head of the bed. Both faced the bed. One filmed the bed from the back, the other, the front or head of the bed and the doorway. The third camera would be hand held. We would then splice them together later for Cindy to watch. We collected our costumes and showed Tamara our new aluminum replica guns. We let her handle them to get a feel for them. She stripped off her shirt, pumps, and pantyhose. She put on a pair of Kim's black leather thigh boots with spiked heels and an eyemask. I never noticed what unusually large nipples Tamara had. She then put the double six shooter gunbelt on her hips and tied the thigh strings.

"Your right! I really like these! I'd like to get one for my own!" She drew and replaced the guns several times. She drew and fired one at me, bang. I jerked back and fell dead. "Very realistic. But, I really like the 45 with the silencer best. That's a really sexy weapon!"

"It's my favorite too," replied Kim. I stood up.

"Mine's a tossup between the 45 & silencer and the gun that shoots the die pellets. It's more realistic."

"Lets have some fun while we wait for the cover of darkness..." Tamara said, and drew both guns and pointed them at us.

"Alright you two. Get those clothes off." We conplied. "Now, start fucking." Kim and I did as we were told. We embraced and started kissing and feeling ever inch of each other's bodies. Kim sucked on my cock for a while and I sucked and licked on her clit until she had an orgasm. Tamara observed how Kim did everything. "Now, slam your hot throbbing cock deep into her wet pussy!" I layed Kim on the edge of the bed so Tamara could see my cock sliding in and out Kim's pussy. I slammed my gun into her target then slowly pumping my full length in and out, in and out. "That's too easy. Slam the slut hard!" I really started banging her cunt hard. Kim promptly orgasmed again. "Now, slut, get up and suck on his cock!" Kim got up and kneeled in front of me and licked her juices off my rod then started sucking hard. Tamara stood to our side watching my dick go in and out of Kim's mouth and again watched how Kim did everything. "That's enough slut! Stand against the wall. The cock is mine now." Kim stood against the wall near the table with the other guns on it. "Lay down on the bed!" I did. Tamara kneeled over me and worked her way down onto my wide dick.

"Oh god, yes." She moved up and down letting me pump her pussy more and more. Her pussy tightened on my rod and I pinched her nipples. Her body shook with an intense orgasm. She continued to ride me. "Oh god, shoot me. Please, I'm ready." She said as she orgsmed a second time.

"My pleasure." Kim pointed the silencer at her chest, thum, thum, thum. Tamara jerked at each sound and fell dead on me. My cock still spreading her hot young lips wide.

"Well done Tamara. Your learning quickly. Would you like to finish him off?

"Please..." begged Tamara, pushing herself up.

"Time to shoot your wad, John." I pumped Tamara until she orgasmed again.

"Keep riding me, Tamara. I'm getting ready to shoot my wad deep in your hot pussy. Yes, yes I'm shooting. Piercing your moist pink flesh with my bullets." I slowly stopped pumping her pussy and Tamara slipped off and stood.

"God that was fun!" Tamara said panting lightly.

"Very enjoyable." Kim replied. "You really prefer pantyhose, Tamara?"

"I confess, I love the feel of the nylon against my skin. It only takes a little extra stimulation for me to climax when I'm wearing pantyhose. That's why I tried out for the cheerleading squad. Lycra uniforms, lycra trunks over pantyhose! It drives me wild every time!"

"Well, I have three catologues you're going to love! 'Nylon r Us'(doesn't really exist but wish it did) has all kinds of nylon/spandex clothes, catsuits, tights, leotards, underwear, shirts. from sheer to opaque. Next, is 'Just for Legs' (actually exists, not it's real name) all kinds of tights and leggings with unusual patterns. And this expansive hoseiry catalogue. (actually exists) They carry the most luxurious pantyhose you will ever wear and they have a unique line of pantyhose that have no center seam and are truly sheer to the waist!"

"I have got to get some of those! But in the mean time we should change. It's already midnight."

CHAPTER FIVE

My costume was a black sheer catsuit with black pumps, lycra gloves and hood with eye holes. Tamara'a was identical to mine. Both had tails attached at the top of the ass cheeks that hung to about mid calf. Kim would be filming first then switch with Tamara. Catman and Kitten crept across to the neighbors back door and found the key. They opened the door and punched the alarm code in. Kim filmed various shots of us moving thru the house. We entered the bedroom and searched for jewelry. Kitten found a gun and handcuffs in a drawer and turned slowly.

"Freeze Catman!"

"Kitten?" She tossed the cuffs onto the bed. "Cuff yourself to the brass frame." As I did so, I begged, "Kitten what's happened? What's going on?" "I've decided to go out on my own. I was simply waiting for the right time. Finding this gun was just what I needed. I don't want just what you decide to give me. I want it all. I'm no longer Kitten! Call me Catgirl!" She told me angrly. "The police will find you in the morning. Enjoy your jail time!" She said as she left. I tested the cuffs on the bed frame. Solid. Then Kim appeared wearing red six inch pumps with ankle straps, red sheer hose, red longsleeve turtleneck thong leotard, red eyemask, long red wig and sheer red cape.

"They call me the The Scarlet Bitch. But you can just call me Bitch. And you are the famous Catman" She drew a 45 with silencer. "It appears your little Kitten has left. Now don't move..." She took a pair of scissors and snipped a hole for my cock and balls to come out of. She took her hand and stroked my rigid rod. "Ummmmm, Catman, I love your cock." She began sucking on it's full length. "When ever a woman wearing spandex makes a man wearing spandex cum, he is hers for life."

"No, you can't you Bitch."

"You have no choice..." Catman layed back in spandex extacy as she licked and sucked his hot cock and balls. My loins trembled and I shot my cum in her mouth. She swallowed it all.

"Please, I'll do anything you want." I said, The Bitch purred.

"Your Kitten is at the house next door beating you to their loot. You must kill her before she can get away with any of it!"

"Yes, of course. I have to kill her."

"Here's a gun with a silencer. Hurry!"

Catman rushed next door and snuck into the bedroom where Catgirl was looking for something to steal. He pointed the silencer at her sheer lycra back. Thum. Catgirl jerked against the dresser, staggered, and turned to see Catman standing their with his cock hanging limp.

"Catman, You... Why..." Catman pointed the silencer at her chest. Thum. Catgirl jerked back into the dresser and grabbed her chest and fell to her knees. Thum. She fell forward, dead.

The Scarlet Bitch stepped into the room, her sheer red cape flowing behind her, and took the gun from Catman. She walked over to Catgirl and rolled her body over with her foot.

"Thank you Catman. You've done well. But I can't allow you to live. I'm really very sorry..." Thum, thum. Catman slumped to the floor dead. The Bitch laughed as she stepped over his body and walked out of the room.

Everybody got up and retrieved the videos and spent the next few hours splicing them together, not even bothering to change. About four a.m. we declaired the film finished.

"God I really love this sheer catsuit! It's hard to keep my hands off myself!" Tamara said.

"Let's add some trailers to our film. Everybody strip!" We did. Kim picked up the camera and started filming. "John, on the bed. Tamara, fuck John until you climax then we'll switch." Tamara strattled my loins and slid a tight young pussy down on my rod and started humping. I played with her nipples and breasts and she spasmed quickly, dripping juice on me as she switched with Kim. Kim waited before climaxing. Tamara got up close with the camera to film my cock slipping in and out of Kim's dripping pussy. I squeezed her nipples hard and she had an intense orgasm. They switched.

"John, hang your legs over the edge of the bed and spread them." I did. "It'll make filming your dick slamming deep into her young cunt much easier." My balls hung between my legs and Tamara's cunt slid up and down on my shaft. She turned and faced my feet, bent over and watched herself slid up and down on my huge cock. She fingered her clit and climaxed quickly.

"John, stand we'll finish you off." Kim gave the camera to Tamara and started to give me a blow job. Licking and sucking, squeezing my balls with Tamara getting it all on film. "Shoot me, John!" And I grabbed my gun and jacked off shooting a stream onto Kim's chest.

"John you take the camera. Now Tamara, Lick John's cum from my chest." Kim said.

"I've barely touched another woman, let alone anything else." she replied. Kim wiped her chest off.

"Come here. Let me teach you some moves." Tamara stood in front of Kim. "We'll start with kissing. If you feel uncomfortable we'll stop. Just do as I do. Think of me as an extension of your body. What pleases you will also please me." Kim slipped her hands up Tamara's sides and pulled her slowly to her. Tamara watched as their nipples touched and pressed together. Tamara closed her eyes and Kim gently kissed her on the lips. Tamara said "Keep going. I feel comfortable with you." Kim pressed her lips against hers and slipped her tongue in. Tamara responded and kissed her back with her tongue. She seemed to let herself go and started feeling Kim's back. Kim continued and kissed down Tamara's neck to her breasts, making circles around her nipples and flicking her tongue at her tits. She moaned with pleasure. Kim cupped her breasts and squeezed them and squeezing her erect nipples. Her breathing increased.

"Now let me do you." Kim slid her hands down to her hips. Tamara kissed Kim forcefully on the lips. Then did the same to her breasts and sucked on her nipples as Kim responded my moaning with pleasure.

"Now continue on down." Tamara kissed her belly and above her pussy. Kim took her hand and lead her to the bed and lied down with her on top. "Continue Tamara..." She spread her legs. Tamara flicked her tongue at Kim's lips which were swollen pink from excitment. Kim gasped with the sensation. Tamara jammed her tongue into Kim's pussy and licked and sucked as she had seen John do. "Oh yes, right there. Oh god, yes, yes Tamara a little more..." Kim spasmed in an intense orgasm. "Now let me do you." She rolled over and Kim jammed her tongue into Tamara's young cunt. She gasped and squirmed.

"Oh, please, keep going. Oh Kim, that's increadable. Yes, Yes..." And shook in an intense orgasm. Both woman lay together, panting. "John join us." Tamara whispered. I set the camera down, turned out the lights and slipped into bed with them.

CHAPTER SIX

The Kim and I woke, before noon. We grabbed something to wear and headed down stairs to stretch.

"What so you think of Tamara?" Kim asked.

"She's learning very fast. Some day she may be as good as you."

"Thank you, lover. I think she'll be a great addition to the lifestyle. Cindy also. We still need to have an initiation for Cindy and Tamara."

"We'll think of something. How about the four of us going to dinner at the sheek yuppy place? Tamara has a fake ID."

"Sounds good to me. We'll see what their schedules are like. Let's hit the shower." We showered and dressed. Ankle socks, pantyhose with built in lace panty, and for Kim the lycra cycling shirt.

I was sitting on the couch with my hot tea when Kim came in and strattled my lap and ground her pantyhose pussy into my pantyhose cock. I set my cup down and craddled her lower back with both hands. She ground in closer.

"Oh god, Kim. Do you want me to cut a hole in the croutch of these pantyhose?"

"Yes, here's the scissors." I pulled her pantyhose out and snipped and did the same to mine. Kim then grabbed my rod and spreading her lips wide slipped my gun into her target. We spent the next hour with her riding me up and down. Tamara walked into the room naked.

"Ummm, that looks like fun..." She stood behind Kim and cupped her breasts then pinched her nipples. Kim moaned and humped faster and faster. Tamara bent forward and french kissed her. I just held on to Kim's hips. Kim humped faster as multiple spasms shook her body.

"Oh god..." She screamed. and slumped onto my chest.

"Good afternoon, Tamara. Sleep well?" I asked. My cock still deep in Kim's dripping target. Kim rolled off and sat spread eagle on one side of the couch. Pussy juices pouring down her pantyhose thighs.

"May I..." And Tamara strattled my rod and worked her way onto it. She pumped up and down for about ten minutes. Then stopped to let the orgasm building in her subside a little. Panting she said "God, Kim. How do you keep from climaxing for so long?"

"It's not a matter of climaxing, but being able to climax when ever you want to." Tamara continued to pump for antoher ten or so minutes before having an unusually long orgasm. She rolled off onto the other side of the couch in a spread eagle position. Juices dripping down her inner thighs.

"Shoot yourself, John." Kim said. I played with myself for a few minutes and shot a stream onto my chest and stomach as intense pleasure racked my loins. I sat spread eagle in the middle of the couch. My wet dick hanging limp between pantyhose thighs. The door bell rang.

"Come in..." We didn't care who it was. Cindy stepped thru the door and staired at the three of us sitting on the couch panting, juices dripping.

"I'm sorry I missed whatever it was that just happened. Robert just dropped me off. How do I look?" Cindy wore a deep purple stretch velvet gown. Tight from the neck to the hips with longsleeves, then slits from the ankles to almost the crouch in front and back and slits on the sides almost to the waist. Sequins covered the shoulders. Nude hose and black patent pumps. Kim patted the couch.

"Make yourself comfortable. Where did you go?" And she pulled the gown over her head removing it.

"He took me to the opera." Then sat between Kim and I placing a hand on each thigh. We told her all about what we did while she was on her date and some suprise 'trailers' after the movie. We decided to see the movie after dinner. Tamara said. "Tell us about this Robert guy!"

"Well, he's about five eight, early thirtys, nicely muscled, but wirey and very flexable. He has a nice eight incher and a very long tongue. He's outgoing, kind, thoughtful. He owns his own dance studio and has three other instructors. And I've signed you up for advanced ballet class MWF from eight to nine." Slapping Tamara'a leg. "He doesn't know who you are. I want you to check him out."

"You mean, you want me to set up a date with him sometime after class?" Tamara asked.

"Exactly. But for now let's get back home and leave these two along for a few hours." Tamara went up stairs and came down dressed in her red pumps, suntan pantyhose and cycling shirt. Cindy had slipped her gown back on and they waved boodbye. We watched them walk back to their house. We cleaned up and decided to hit the gym. Kim put on a blue thong lycra leotard and shiny sheer beige lycra tights, socks and tennis shoes. I had blue lycra tights and a black fishnet crop top. After lifting we headed for the jacuzzi. Her's suit was just a red string thong bikini that just covered her nipples and shaved pussy. Everybody looked, and I wore a red string posing suit. After relaxing we dressed and headed home to cook dinner.

Just as we set a bowl of pasta on the table Cindy and Tamara arrived. Both wore sheer pale pink lycra tank top unitards with holes in the crouch and matching pumps. I kissed Cindy. Kim wore a sheer hot pink catsuit with hands and a hole in the crouch, matching pumps, and the belt, holster and 45 low on one hip. I wore a white sheer catsuit with hands and a hole which my rod and balls stuck out of, white spiked heeled boots. I kissed Tamara, and she pumped my cock hard with one hand. Pleasure rolled over my balls. Kim then came over and french kissed Cindy hello. She then kissed Tamara as Tamara ran both hands over her sheer lycra ass and up her back pulling Kim close. "I like what I see." Cindy said. They separated and Tamara said. "I'm still straight, but I've learned a few things..."

"And she learned them extremely well!" Kim added. We all sat down and ate.

After dinner we cleared the table and relaxed on a lycra sectional couch with lycra covered pillows, and popped the movie we made last night in the vcr. When it was over Cindy sat their amazed at her sixteen year old daughter.

"You were great, Tamara! You all were! I'm glad we found friends with a lifestyle like you two!" Kim stood in front of the TV and drew the gun. "Alright, nobody's getting out alive... John start pumping Cindy, doggie style. Tamara stand next to me and watch the way his cock slids in and out of the bitch's pussy." Cindy stuck her ass in my face and I jammed my cock into it. She gasped as I pumped her target. Kim whispered to Tamara, she nodded. I slid my lycra hands all over Cindy body. The sensation in my loins was building. "Now John, on your back. Cindy on top until you orgasm!" I pulled out and rolled on my back. She slammed her pussy on my burning cock slidding her hands over my chest and played with my erect nipples. Tamara then strattled my face and I thrust my tongue into her young pussy and licked her spot. She screamed my name as she shook from her orgasm. She rolled off and moved behind her mother and brought her hands around and caressed Cindy's breasts and played with her nipples. "Do you like this Cindy?" she whispered.

"Oh god, Tamara! Oh Yes, don't stop." She again strattled my mouth and I flicked my tongue on her spot. Tamara moaned with pleasure. She then cupped her mother's breasts, pinched her nipples and slid her hands over her body. Cindy's hands cupped her daughters breasts and ran them over her body. Tamara pulled her mother to her and frenched kissed her deeply. Cindy responded to her daughter's lovemaking.

"Shoot your wad in her pussy, John!" I spasmed in a intense lycra orgasm as cum and cunt juice dripped down my balls. Cindy rolled off my now limp dick and looked at her daughter. I leaned back. Tamara said "Maybe it would be a best if I call you Cindy instead of mother."

"Oh god Tamara! I love you!"

"I know..." and she slipped her hand to her mother's clit and stuck a finger in and played with her spot. Cindy soon climaxed by he daughter's hand. Cindy collasped on the lycra sectional. Tamara grabbed the gun away from Kim.

"Thanks for the cock, John." Bang, and I fell dead on the floor. She pointed the gun at Kim. "Sorry Kim, It's been very nice." Bang, Kim jerked back and fell dead. She then pointed the gun at Cindy. "Now Cindy, lick your daughter's cunt juices and make me climax!" Tamara layed on some pillows and spread her legs, still holding the gun. Cindy jammed her tongue into her daughter's dripping pussy and sucked hard. Tamara gasped with pleasure. She tongued her clit lips and licked her spot until she screamed with an orgasm. Cindy sat back, both panting heavely. "Thank you Cindy. That was fantastic. But now you have to die also." And pointed the gun at her chest, bang, bang. She jerked twice and fell dead on the pillows.

Everyone got up and said what great fun they had. We agreeded to go out for dinner Saturday to hear about Tamara's ballet class and date with Robert. We watched them walk home each with an arm around the other's waist.

"I don't think Cindy will treat Tamara as her daughter any more, but as a friend and maybe something more."

"I have to agree with you lover. Now, the fire in my pussy is still burning, waiting to be shot at..." I removed the gun belt and laid Kim down on the lycra. She spread her legs and I slipped my gun into her target and slowly pumped my full length for a very long time then slowly increased my speed as Kim screamed for more. She arched her back and screamed as a violent orgasm shook her muscular body. After she finished I shoot my cum deep into her hot dripping pussy as waves of pleasure roled over my loins. We lay their panting for a few minutes then I carried her up stairs to bed. Set the clock for Monday morning and turned the lights out.

CHAPTER SEVEN

Tamara dressed for her advanced ballet class at eight. Simple black longsleeve lycra leotard and pink nylon tights with seams, a long black wrap skirt, black leg warmers and black pumps. She carried her dance bag to the car and drove to the studio. Since she was majoring in dance this class wouldn't be hard. It was on the second floor of a long strip mall. She entered the waiting room which also viewed one of the two large studios. It was fulled with chairs. There was also a third smaller studio. Past the waiting room were two tiny offices one with four desks and one with a single desk. Then a narrow hallway along the back side and connecting all three dance studios. The hall was lined with individual dressing rooms. She checked the schedule and striped her skirt, pumps and legwarmers off, put her ballet slippers on, and stretched while waiting or class. Three other girls also stretched. Two older and one about her age. All wore similiar dance clothes. One of the women, late twenties, had a fantastic body with lucious curves, several inches taller than her, with dark brown hair. Robert came in.

"Hello ladies. My name is Robert and this is the advanced ballet class. Alright class let's begin with some warm ups." Class went well. Tamara was easily the best of the four. After class she removed her slippers and put her pumps back on.

"Excuse me, Robert? My names Tamara. It was a really good class!"

"Hello Tamara. Thank you. I was watching you. You're quit good."

"Thank you. I was wondering if their were private classes with one on one instruction." She wrapped her skirt around her waist and tied the string, then put her pump on a chair which let her leg slide out of the skirt. She then ran her hands sensuously up her leg. Robert watched this and his buldge strained against the tights and his dance belt.

"Well, yes. We can get together for private lessons after class on Fridays." She set her leg down and the skirt covered it.

"Great! How about nine fifteen Friday?"

"Yes, but nine thirty, in the small class room. Book keeping and some cleanup first." She picked her bag up and threw it over her shoulder.

"Oh and Robert?" she said.

"Yes?"

"Lose the dance belt." He watched her walk out as she wagged her rear for him. Tamara headed home with a feeling of excitment.

For the Wednesday class she wore a black thong lycra leotard which split her cheeks and sheer pink tights. The woman with brown hair introduced herself.

"Hi, my name's Alexis."

"I'm Tamara."

"Your really good, Tamara. I've enjoyed watching you move. Maybe we can get together later."

"Thank's for the offer. Let's get together next week after class and I'll introduce you to my..., roommate, she's more your type. I think you'll really like her."

"That sounds good."

Robert wasn't wearing a dance belt and his eight inch buldge was clearly defined by the lycra of his blue tank top unitard which also craddled his balls nicely and split his cheeks. All the women in the class found it hard to take their eyes off it, even Alexis. After classs Tamara put her black pumps on, leaving the skirt in her gym bag , hoping the other women were watching. She snuck up behind Robert and ran her hand up his thigh and rear. He froze then turned.

"Hmmm, a five fingered breeze... Hello, Tamara." Hoping they were watching she stroked his buldge.

"That was another really good class Robert. We really enjoyed your skin tight unitard."

"I can tell."

"I'm looking forward to Friday after class. Later..." He watched and she wagged her sheer lycra ass for him on her way out.

When Tamara went to ballet class Friday night she wore a pale pink longsleeve lycra unitard which let the darkness of her erect nipples show thru and hugged every curve of her body. Robert had ballet slippers and a white tank unitard on which encased his rigid buldge all too well. Tamara really stood out and she knew it. Robert couldn't seem to take his eye's off her. She watched him watching her. After class the other girls changed and left. Tamara went to a dressing room and let her hair down and changed into a set of black lace garters, lace thong, matching bra, black pumps. She made sure her stocking seams were straight and walked into the dance room.

"Hello Robert." Tamara said in a sultry voice.

"Tamara, I've been looking forward to pumping your pussy all week." They kissed hard. She pulled his unitard down over his hips and ran her tongue over his cock and his balls. She sucked them into her mouth and he gasped with pleasure. She sucked his full eight inch gun. Her hand massaged his balls.

"I want to taste your cum, Robert. I want to taste you now!" And he shoot his seed deep into her throat. She then licked his limp rod clean.

"Nice for starters. Now it's my turn to taste your shaved cunt." She layed down on some mats and he sucked her lips then drove his tongue deep into her. Tamara squirmed with pleasure.

"Oh god! Yes, right there! More!" she yelled. She'd never felt a tongue do to her what his was doing. "Make me cum! Please, I'm begging for it!" she screamed. He contunued to lick her spot like none other. Brought to the brink and held there, her pussy burning for release. "Please..." she wimpered and froze as an intense orgasm took her body. She went limp on the mat panting heavely. Robert was hard again and spread her legs, he slipped his rod into her.

"Oh god! No...! No...!" He pumped his whole length in and out Tamara's dripping swollen pussy.

"No! You haven't had enough yet." She shook from another orgasm. He now slammed her pussy hard with each thrust. She climaxed again and lay their as he pumped hard and shot his cum deep in her cunt. They lay their panting for a long time. "Maybe we can end each Friday's ballet class like this." He whispered in her ear.

"I hope so! You were the best I've ever had."

"Your pussy is unmatched by any woman I've had." They both got up slowly. She pulled up his white unitard.

"Let me change and you can walk me to my car." Tamara stepped into the hallway and stripped. She put on black pumps, black pantyhose with the built in lace panty and then attached a pair of men's suspenders to the waist of her pantyhose. The strapps barely covered her nipples. She grabbed her bag. "Ready Robert?" She knew if she moved to much her nipples would move from under the two inch elastic straps.

"Let me carry your gym bag."

"Thank you." she purred. The parking lot was almost empty. She opened the car door then turned and grabbed his unitard and pulled it down so just his rod pointed at her. Then knelt and pulled the straps off her nipples and squeezed him between her breasts. She stroked his cock. "Shoot your wad on my chest, Robert. Do it! Do it now!" He relaxed and waves of pleasure rolled over his loins and he shot several huge streams of cum on her breasts. She licked him clean and pulled his unitard back up as she stood. Cum covering her breasts. She replaced the straps over her nipples. "See you Monday, Robert. I had a really nice time..." They laughed a little.

"Bye, Tamara..." She got in and drove home.

CHAPTER EIGHT

Kim had told Cindy about the resterant we liked to go to, and after hearing about it, she agreeded. Tamara and Cindy came over about six pm. I was dressed like the last time Kim and I went but with bright blue lycra tights and metallic gold tie. Tamara asked Kim if tights and leotards were ok and she said yes. Tamara had Kim wear a matallic gold thong longsleeve leotardwith nude, no seam pantyhose and glittery gold pumps. Tamara's was the same but in metallic silver with red pantyhose. Cindy's thong leotard was wet-look red, nude pantyhose and red pumps. It wasn't dark yet when they arrived. We loved the fact that all the young sheekly dressed yups with soft sagging bodies looked and staired at us and our fantastic bodies! Jennifer greeted us at the door.

"Tamara?! My god."

"Jennifer!" They hugged. Jenifer had a slightly better body with broader shoulders and fuller breasts than Tamara, with some nice muscle showing.

"Does your mother know?" Tamara pointed at Cindy who towered over her. Jennifer's mouth fell open.

"I apologize. This way please." John went first. She lead us to four stools at the bar. I purposely rubbed my rod against her again. She turned and slipped her hand to my lycra buldge and gave me her card. My rod became larger in her hand. "I love the feel of your lycra. Call me. I want to join you."

"We will." I replied. She squeezed lycra rod and moved back to the entrance. We all looked hot in their skin tight lycra tights and leotards and we knew it. We loved showing off our sexy bodies and often carressed each other so others could see us do it. Tamara said, "That's Jennifer. She's a year ahead of me in school. We're on the cheerleading squad together." As she cassually caressed Kim's inner thigh.

"We'll have her over next week and talk to her about the lycra lifestlye. Better yet, we should have an intimate party for only the new people. We all know a few people who have been asking about the lifestlye." Kim said and reached over and stroked my large lycra buldge hoping others were watching. The waiter promptly came over and showed us to a corner table. Tamara purposely held him by the hips and rubbed herself against him to get to her seat then let her hand slip across his rear. He was a tall hansome man in his mid twenties, lightly muscled, wearing snug black pants. His buldge hung long under his pants.

"I'll bet you do that to all the men." Tamara's face was eye level with his buldge, just a foot away.

"Not all. I don't even do this to all my men." She replied, sliding her hand up his leg and up his long buldge.

"Call me. Let's get together." He handed her his card. He watched her take it and slip it under the crouch of her leotard.

"For safe keeping, Max." He left.

"Nicely done Tamara." I said, and we ordered.

"John relax and cum." Kim then slipped under the table cloth and pulled my tights down to my ankles and started sucking on my rod. Pleasure soon rolled over my loins and I shot my wad. Kim swallowed it all then returned to her seat. Midway thru the meal Kim told Cindy, "Your turn." She crouched under the table and sucked me until I shot myself into her mouth. She returned to her seat. We ordered brandy after dinner. Kim said, "Your turn Tamara." Who also sucked my cock until her mouth was filled with cum. She swallowed it all and licked me clean. "You can pull up your tights now John." Everyone thanked me, as I pulled my tights up under the table, panting heavely.

CHAPTER NINE

Tamara talked with Jennifer during their cheerleading practices that week. They decided to hit the Galleria on Saturday as the doors opened. Jennifer told her parents that she would be sleeping over night at Tamara's. Saturday morning at nine they hit the Galleria. They hit all the important places, Frederick's, Victoria's, the dance shop, the cycle shop, the costume shop, several shoe stores, the expensive hosiery store, and a novelty shop, where Tamara bought a gift for John and Kim. Tamara said. "Jennifer, you must have bough hundreds of dollars of clothes!"

"It's ok. My parents don't care. As long as it's for my car or clothes for work or school. They even gave me my own credit card to buy it all with." They headed back to Tamara's house and sat on floor in the bedroom and opened all the clothes. They both stripped.

"Before we start trying anything on you might want to shave."

"Shave?"

"Your pussy." She did. "I've already let Kim and John know we'll be over at five. Kim said she'll have dinner on the table. Cindy's out with Robert. He has a tongue you wouldn't believe!" Jennifer slipped on the expensive hose without a center seam.

"Wow! Tamara, these are fantastic! We need to get more of these! They're so luxurious."

"It's alright to masterbate. You may be asked to." And Tamara spread her legs and slipped a finger into her pussy and played with her spot. Her breathing increased as pleasure spread over her body. She rubbed faster and harder and shook as an orgasm took her.

"I've never seen anybody masterbate."

"Go ahead. Let yourself go. Enjoy your body." She took the pantyhose off and self consiously started playing with her breasts.

"Close your eyes and imagine a man feeling your breasts with his hands. Carressing your erect nipples." Tamara gently slipped her hand on Jennifer's knee. "Lay down." she whispered. "If anything happens you don't like just tell me and I'll stop. Now, close your eyes."

"Tamara, you're not gay are you?"

"No, I'm straight, just like you. But we have to get used to touching other women. Just as John got used to touching and being touched by other men." Tamara ran her hand slowly up her leg and over her hips close to her pussy. Jennifer relaxed a little. She kept carressing her skin circling her breasts and blowing on her erect nipples. Jennifer moaned with leasure. Tamara then kissed her breasts and licked her nipples, then sucked on them. She responded to her touch.

"Touch me Jennifer." She whispered. She laid a hand on her thigh and stroked it. "That's very nice. Do you want me to continue, Jennifer?"

"Yes." Tamara kissed her lips lightly, then again. Jennifer kissed back gently. Tamara strattled her waist. Her nipples inches from Jennifers. She let them brush against them. They continued kissing. She slipped her tongue between her lips and Jennifer sucked her in. They both moaned in pleasure. Tamara then kissed down her neck and chest licking her tits.

"Play with my breasts. Jennifer." She reached up and cupped them and fondled them, gently squeezing her nipples. Both had their eyes open now. Tamara moved down her chest and stomach to her hips.

"Should I continue?"

"Yes, Oh yes! I've never had another woman make love to me. But I like what your doing and I feel comforable with it." Tamara spread her legs and started licking her clit. She started sucking her pussy hard and exploring her juices and then hit her spot and Jennifer gasped with the pleasure of release.

"Now it's your turn. Just take it slowly." And Tamara rolled over and pulled her on top. "Kim told me to think of the other woman as an extension of yourself. What gives you pleasure will give her pleasure." Jennifer exploried Tamara'a body even more intensely than Tamara had hers. She even slipped a finger into her anus. She was really getting into making love to another woman. After Tamara had climaxed Jennifer sat on her stomach and pinned her arms to the floor.

"You're mine now Tamara! You're going to be my slave tonight. Aren't you!" She struggled but was held tightly. Tamara wimpered, "Yes mistress..."

"Are we going to a good slave?"

"Yes mistress!" She stood and helped her off the floor.

"I want you to wear this tonight." and tossed a sheer red catsuit with a hole in the crouch without hands or hood and red six inch pumps with ankle straps to her. Finally an silver spiked leather collar with a long chain attached. Jennifer wore the same pumps with red seamless pantyhose and a white lycra thong longsleeve turtleneck leotard. She admired her body in a wall mirror.

"Yes, I think I look very sexy." She ran her hands over her lycra body.

"Let's go slave." Tamara picked up her present. "Yes mistress."

I slipped into a pair of sheer blue lycra tights and black five inch pumps and black lycra hood with eye and mouth holes. Kim carressed me to a raging hard-on. She was dressed in a hot pink lace garter set with matching five inch pumps, seamed stockings, the lace bra simply held her breasts out with her hard nipples pointed forward and a pink lace thong. Kim answered the door bell.

"Hello Tamara. Hello Jennifer. I see you have a slave, and such a beautiful slave she is. You both look fantastic. Say hello to John. He's not allowed to speek tonight."

"Present your gift slave."

"This is for you and John. A thank you gift." She opened the box. It was a black velvet covered set of hand cuffs and ankle cuffs with gold crome keys. John's eye's lit up.

"Tamara, their very nice. We'll enjoy playing with these. But you shouldn't have. Thank you from both of us." Play with John for a few minutes. The salad is almost ready." Jennifer unhooked the chain.

"You may play now slave."

"Thank you, oh kind mistress." Both women carressed my hard-on and ran their hands over my muscular lycra sheathed legs, between my ass crack and over my muscular chest.

"John, I've been waiting to feel your body for weeks. And it's even better than I imagined!"

"Oh mistress, doesn't he have such a nice buldge!" Tamara was puting on a good show of being a sex slave to Jennifer. I pulled Jennifer to me and kissed her passionately feeling her lycra cheeks and breasts. Tamara pressed against her back and ran her finger nails up her inner thighs. She moaned with pleasure. Then she stroked my rod lovingly and played with my balls hanging in their lycra sack. Kim anounced dinner and we pulled apart. We devowered Kim's salad. Dinner finished, we cleared the table and moved to the lycra sectional and watched a video about S&M superheros and villians wearing little bits of spandex. Kim then picked up her favorite weapon, the 45 with silencer. We stood and started feeling each other.

Kim said, "Alright everyone, for tonight I am your mistress! If you don't do as I say I'll kill you fast..." And she pointed the gun at my forehead and fired, thum. I jerked and fell dead. "Or I'll kill you very slowly." And pointed the gun at Tamara's stomach, thum. She jerked back and held he hand over the imaginary wound and looked horrified at Kim.

"Mistress? No, please..." Thum, and she jerked and fell to her knees holding her stomach. "Mistress, no!... I have..." Thum. "done nothing... The pain, mistress..." Thum, thum, thum, and she fell dead at her feet.

"And only I can bring you back from the dead!" Performance is a large part of anything we do. She rolled her over and french kissed Tamara who then stood up.

"Oh thank you mistress!" The she kissed me and I came back to life.

"Tamara-slave remove her leotard and tights. She will wear only pumps. John-slave cut a hole in your tights and fuck Tamara." I cut a hole and whipped myself out. Tamara wagged her ass for me in doggie position. I pumped my cock slowly with a full in and out motion for a long time. "See how nicely his dick slides in and out of her wet pussy. Lay under her cunt and watch!" Jennifer slipped under Tamara with her head between her legs. A close-up view, inches away from my rod pumping Tamara's wet target. "Tamara suck on her cunt until she orgasms." Tamara licked her spot and she climaxed quickly. "Fuck her fast and hard John-slave!" And I pumped her cunt for all it was worth. She may a great show, then screamed her orgasm. "You may remove yourself from his hot cock. I will finish him! Lay down!" I did and Kim removed her thong and slammed her wet pussy down hard on my rod and humped for all it was worth. As she climaxed Tamara grabbed the gun from her. Kim stood. "Give me that gun, slave!" "Fuck yourself bitch." And Tamara pointed it at her chest, thum, thum. Kim jerked back and grabbed her chest and fell dead. "John fuck Jennifer until she's orgasmed five times." She strattled me and I pumped her cunt and she climaxed quickly. I put her in a doggie position and pumped her longer and she screamed her orgasm. I kept pumping her as she squirmed with her pussy burning and juices dripping off my balls and over my lycra thighs. I cupped her young firm breasts and played with her nipples. She panted and moaned as orgasm number three sent pleasure burning thru her body. I rolled her over on her back and pumped myself into her target. I tongued her nipples and sucked them hard. I slowed and she arched her back in pleasure. I fingered her clit and her breathing quickened. I pumped her hard again until she finally screamed and shook from her forth orgasm. I pumped fast and furiously and she finally climaxed her fifth time. I pulled my hot cock out and stood. "Very well done John-slave!" Jennifer lay on the floor panting heavely. "Get up slave." And Jennifer stood. "Time to put you out of your misery slave."

"No mistress, please! I beg you, don't." She lowered the gun.

"Well, alright." But raised the gun to her chest anyway. Thum, thum, thum. "I lied." Jennifer jerked back and fell dead convinvingly. "Make love to me slave!" And I ran my hands slowly over her sheer red lycra body kissing her like a lover. Pinching her erect nipples and carressing her sheer lycra breasts. As we stood she strattled my rod between her lycra thighs and slid back and forth on it. The sensations drove me wild with pleasure. "I want to feel you inside me. Deep inside my hot pussy. My cunt burns with desire. Fuck me! Fuck me now!" And I layed her down, spreading her pussy lips and guided myself deep into her wet target. I pumped her slowly for a long time sliding in and out of her wet pussy. Feeling my balls slap against her lycra cheeks. She spasmed with an orgasm and I kept pumping. "Shoot me. Shoot my target with your hot penatrating bullets! Oh god, your gun is so hot it's burning my moist pink flesh! Shoot my target! Please! Shoot my cunt! Shoot me now!" She screamed. And intense pleasure rolled over my loins and I shot my cum, filling her pussy. I pulled my limp prick out of her dripping cunt and lay next to her. I looked and grabbed the gun and we both stood.

"It looks like I'm going to be the last one standing." And I pulled her close to me rubbing her lycra sheathed body against mine. Her pussy dripped cum and cunt juices down her inner lycra thighs. I placed the barrel to her chest, thum. She jerked and sagged against my arm. I threw the gun on the couch and carried her to our bed and laid her on it. I carried Jennifer to our bed, then my loving wife and kissed all three women gently and they revived. I removed our shoes and turned off the light, we slept with our clothes on.

THE END.