Sister Teresa

I was to pick her up at half past six. I rang her doorbell at 6:35 PM on a hot and humid July evening.

The door of her apartment opened and a man about my age stood at the door. I said, "I'm looking for

Tina."

"She's inside. I'm just leaving," he said. "Have fun, dude. She's really somethin' amazing."

I walked in as he left and saw Tina on her bed dressed in a purple see-through baby doll negligee,

no panties, just the flimsy top. I asked, "Tina, do we have a date tonight or did I get it wrong?"

"Come on in and join me, Mr. Hunk," she said. "You've got the right day but I thought we'd have an

appetizer before we go to dinner. By the way, what's your name?"

"Benjamin but people call me Benny."

"Okay, Benjy, the cork screw is in the kitchen. Open that bottle of wine you're holding and bring us a

couple of glasses. They're in the cupboard above the sink."

Obviously, we didn't know each other well. I met her in a uptown bar the previous week and we

seemed to be getting along pretty well so I asked for her phone number. When she left the bar with a

couple of guys, she turned toward me and said, "Now, don't forget to call."

Today we were to go for dinner and get to know each other better. It seemed we were going to get to

know each other very well and sooner than I had expected.

When I got back to the bedroom with the wine and glasses she said, "Benjy, take off that tie and

relax. We're pretty informal around here."

"I noticed and it's Benny."

"You found the cork screw, good. After you screw the cork, you can screw me."

Let's say that this was a first for me. Once in college, my girlfriend greeted me at the door in a robe

and when I went to kiss her, her robe flew open and she was completely naked underneath.

"Surprise!" is all she said before she led me the bedroom.

This time was different. I was being seduced by a complete stranger, well almost a stranger. I poured

the wine but Tina had little interest in it. She was far more interested in what was between my legs.

"What have we here, Benjy?" as she stroked my crotch.

"Oh, just a little appetizer for you, Tina, and it's Benny." I thought it would be fun to play along and

see where this would lead.

"How nice of you to bring it along with that bottle of wine. I'm a bit hungry so can I have it now?" as

she unzipped my pants. "I hope it is big because I'm very hungry, Benjy."

She pulled my cock through the pants' zipper and gave it a first glance. "My, Benjy, you might just be

the man to satisfy my hunger. You see, the fellow who just left didn't satisfy my hunger. I'm still

starving. He didn't have as nice of an appetizer as you."

"I see. Maybe you will be stuffed before I leave and by the way, it's Benny."

At that I dropped my trousers and was left standing by the bed wearing a dress shirt, socks and

shoes with my pants and briefs around my ankles. My cock and balls stood out like a nightclub singer

under a spotlight.

I was dazzled by Tina's body. Her tits were large, firm and nicely shaped. I just stood there at the

edge of her bed as she crawled on her hands and knees to closely inspect her treat.

"I think I'm going to like this, Benjy. Can I have a taste?"

"Go ahead. Is it alright if I just sip my wine while you are doing your taste test?"

"Yum," is all she said as she put her sweet wet lips over the head of my cock.

I let her suck my dick and play with my balls until a certain urgency said it was time for her to have a

drink along with the meaty appetizer. Pushing my cock deep into her throat, I released a prolific

amount of cum filling her mouth as it oozed out onto her lips.

She smiled at me licking her lips saying, "Delicious. That's so delicious." Then she smacked her lips

to emphasize the point.

"Benjy, maybe you would like an appetizer of your own." She laid back onto the bed and spread her

legs inviting me to eat her out. I obliged.

Tina had such a beautiful cunt. It was smooth and puffy with only a slit to provide evidence of her

tight vagina hidden inside. Her pussy was completely shaved. My tongue circled her pussy lips and I

could smell a musty odor that was a mixture of her wetness and a deposit made by the man who

visited before me.

I pulled apart her pussy lips and could see the milky cum drip from inside her. He might have had a

smallish dick but he made up for it with volume.

A few minutes into licking and sucking her swollen clit, she abruptly closed her legs nearly crushing

my head and said, "Let's go to dinner. You can fuck me for dessert and anyway, you need to have a

few hours to properly recover. I so much want your cock inside me, Benjy, but later."

"It's Benny, Tina. I'm Benny."

"Okay, whatever. I'll put on a dress and we'll be off."

That was exactly what she did. She took off the baby doll and slipped into a dress, nothing

underneath, just the dress with plenty of cleavage. Tina put on a pair of sandals and within minutes

we were in the car headed to the restaurant. I imagined she had cum trickling down her legs but then,

my imagination was ripe and swirling with ideas of what we might do after dinner.

All the waiters knew Tina. Each came over to say hello and Tina introduced me to them as, Bernie or

Benjy or Bart or Billy. At least she got the first letter right.

"Hi Harry, this is my date Bernie," she would say and Harry would be sure to take a good look down

her dress knowing she was hiding nothing. We shook hands. Then George came over to the table.

"Hi George, meet Billy." I was never Benny but after awhile, it didn't matter. All that I knew was that

Tina was well acquainted with the staff.

I can't remember what we ordered but what I remember is that Tina had her hand between my legs

for nearly the entire time. When I wasn't shaking hands with one of the wait staff, I had my fingers

under the table exploring her pussy feeling the sticky gooey cum she still held inside. Tina delighted

in the attention she was getting from the servers as well as my fingers.

It was past nine when I paid the bill and we jumped in the car. She gave me a big kiss thanking me

for the dinner and especially for finger fucking her at the table.

"Bobby, do you like fucking in a public place?" she asked as I started the car.

"I don't know, Tina. What do you have in mind?"

"Let's go to the kiddy playground and you can fuck me on the swings."

"Where's that?" I asked.

"Just around the block from my apartment. I love the excitement of doing something dirty like that."

"Okay," I said and parked on the street opposite the playground. There was a family with two kids

playing on the Jungle Jim so we just made out in the car. She had me unzipped and teasing my cock

with her lips priming me for the swings.

Eventually the family left and we headed for the swing set. She led me like a dog on a leash except

the leash was my cock. Tina had a firm hold on my very hard erection until she pulled up her dress

exposing her cunt to the evening air.

I was a little tentative until Tina said, "Come on, Brady, fuck me."

"Someone might come along, Tina."

"Get over her and shove your meat inside me."

I was astounded by this girl who had the face of an angel looking so innocent but with the desires of

a whore. I loved the way she talked dirty to me. She swung forward meeting my cock that easily

penetrated her cunt. I just banged into her with deep strokes until in the corner of my eye, I saw a

middle age couple coming up the sidewalk.

"Oh no, Tina. We need to get out of here. There's someone coming!"

"Don't you dare leave me before you finish," she said. "Anyway, I love an audience."

She became more vocal with the sounds of lust as if to attract the attention of the couple that was

now close enough to see us. I pushed in harder but the more I thought about the couple approaching

us, the harder it was for me to cum.

I kept hammering inside Tina's soaking pussy and she kept yelling, "Harder, fuck me harder."

Meanwhile, the couple stopped and sat on the park bench to watch. I started to feel the excitement

Tina talked about by having an audience and it felt like my cock had grown another inch or two.

By the time I had finished with a half dozen squirts inside Tina's well lubricated tunnel, she had

several orgasms of her own letting out screams of delight each time.

We had an appreciative audience as they gave us a standing ovation when we left to return to my

car.

"What next?" I asked Tina while I zipped up.

"Let's go to the bar in town and have a couple of drinks."

"Okay. Where?"

"Let's go to Freddy's Thirst Emporium on Maple Street," she said.

"Sounds good. Hey, here's some Kleenex to wipe my cum from trickling down your leg. It's making a

mess on my upholstery."

She pushed away the box of tissues and said, "I've got a better idea, Buddy. Come down here and

freshen me up."

Tina parted her legs and dragged my head down to where she enticed me into licking her clean. It

took some time before we got to Freddy's. Just when I thought no more milky fluid would ooze out of

Tina's cunt, more appeared so I was busy until about nearly eleven.

I knew a few of the guys at the bar. Tina new them all and flirted with them all. When she sat at the

bar, she would swing around on the bar stool and slowly cross her legs giving anyone interested a

good look at her pussy. Believe me, everyone was interested, even some ladies.

Several of the men came up to her and asked, "Are you okay for tonight?" She usually winked and

told them she was with Benjy, which of course was me.

Sometimes a guy would ask me if there was a party goin' on tonight at Tina's place. I didn't know

what they meant and simply said, "No, I don't think so."

I never had to buy Tina a drink. The other guys took good care of her. One asshole grabbed her by

the arm and said, "I'm takin' you home to mommy, bitch," but she was adept at handling jerks. She

slapped him in the face and kneed him in the balls. He went away whimpering like a scared puppy.

She knew how to take care of herself, that was clear.

I took her home around two in the morning and she asked me to stay the night. I thanked her and

said I was whipped. "Maybe some other night, okay?"

"Look, Blake," she said as I was leaving, "I'm not good with names but I remember cocks. You look

like a cucumber so when you get in touch, just say you are Cucumber and I'll know who you are."

"Got it and thanks for an entertaining evening."

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This might be the end of the story with Tina but it's not because a week later I received a formal

invitation to a "Girl of Prime Attention" party at Tina's on Saturday night. It was a black tie affair.

"RSVP by phone only."

"Hi Tina, it's Cucumber."

"Hey, glad you called. Did you get the invitation for Saturday? Can you come? she anxiously asked.

"I'll be there but do you really mean I need to wear a tux?"

"That's right. It is a formal occasion and Saturday will be a special event."

"Okay, I'll dust off my suit and see you then. Bye," and I hung up wondering what kind of special

event she had in mind.

I was the tenth of eleventh person to arrive on Saturday night. By nine, everyone was there. There

were ten men and ten women and everyone was elegantly dressed. It reminded me of the red carpet

at the Oscars. Soon I was to learn it was all a masquerade like the 17th and 18th Century masked

ball.

The evening's agenda was hanging there right before my eyes so I might have guessed what was

about to happen. It was a swing securely fastened to the ceiling but not an ordinary swing. It had

stirrups and belts that suggested a sex swing. It wasn't there on my previous visit so it must have

been placed there for this special occasion.

By ten in the evening, each of the guests had enjoyed several glasses of champagne before Tina

asked for our attention.

"Hello everyone. Thanks for coming to my third 'Girl of Prime Attention' party and you all know who

that girl is." A few of the men nodded and the girls smiled. "Some of you have been here before and

know the rules but for those of you that are new, please honor my wishes. First, there is only one girl

that gets fucked here tonight and that is the girl in the swing. Second, the other women here are

'fluffers'. They will keep you aroused and hopefully as hard as a telephone pole but you may not fuck

them no matter how fabulous they look. Third, some of the men will be drone bees and will service

the queen. Three of you men will be worker bees and will clean up the queen when she calls for you.

Those of you that I call Ocra, Bean and Jalapeño are tonight's workers. The rest of you like Carrot,

Banana, Cucumber, Corncob, and Zucchini are the drones. Men, you can remove your jackets and

pants but the bow ties must stay on. Let's get started."

With that introduction, the fluffers removed the tops from their gowns showing a beautiful display of

breasts. Every fluffer had large natural well developed tits just like Tina. They went to each man

planting a kiss on his lips while unzipping his trousers. It was easy to tell which men had been here

before because they wore no briefs or jockey shorts. The fluffer simply pulled out their cocks and

balls with hardly any effort.

For me, the task was much harder. My girl struggled to get me out and said, "Geez, didn't Tina tell

you to lose the shorts?"

I just gave a look of frustration and thanked her for taking care of me.

Tina came over to me and said, "What do you think of the swing, Cucumber? I got the idea the night

we played in the playground. Usually I'm seated on a padded stool that I call my throne."

"Terrific idea, Tina. It should be fun but maybe the most fun for you."

"Right you are. This party is costing me a small fortune so I hope so," she said with a smirk. Then

she announced, "Okay fluffers, time to measure up. Remember the guy with the longest cock goes

first and then the next size and so on. Size matters boys."

The girls each had a tape measure like the type tailors use. Some of us weren't very hard and the

fluffers job was to help us get to our maximum length. The girls used various techniques. Some kept

sucking with the force of a vacuum cleaner. Others licked the tip of the guy's penis then wrapped their

lips around his cock. Some tit fucked their man. The girl working on me pulled down my pants and

briefs to my knees and said, "You're Cucumber, right? That's a perfect name for you. You've got a big

one, long, wide and juicy."

I think that got me started. I love dirty talk. The girl knew what she was doing. She spread my legs so

she could tickle my balls before using her tongue to circle around my dick. It worked and I was at full

length, eight and a quarter inches.

When the measuring was finished, Mr. Zucchini measured in at a solid nine and a half inches so he

was allowed to go first. Tina was now almost naked except for wearing stiletto heels when she was

helped onto the swing by the workers. She put her feet into the stirrups helping to keep her long

sensuous legs far apart and her pussy exposed. Mr. Zucchini removed his jacket but kept his bow tie

in place as per the rules. While a fluffer helped him out of his pants, a worker was busy at Tina's cunt

lubricating it for the first entry.

Tina loved the attention. She loved being the center of attraction. She was delirious with anticipation

and most of all, Tina loved sex. My guess is she didn't need much lubricating.

As Mr. Z approached the swing with a cock looking like a knight's lance, Tina murmured, "I am at

your disposal, sir. You may enter at will."

Mr. Z did not demonstrate patience and impaled the princess balls deep. He held onto the ropes

holding the swing from moving but kept shoving himself in and out of Queen Tina's cunt with

continuously powerful strokes.

The man's size and energy sent Tina over the top when she had a convulsion inside her pussy

producing an orgasmic vocal response. "Oh, oh, oh. Do it harder, fuck me hard."

Her orgasm led to Mr. Z pouring his creamy liquids into her with more powerful strokes until the

mating pair finished with mutual hugs. The sight of his mamouth cock when he pulled out reminded

me of watching a video of woman fucking a horse. It glistened and was covered with creamy fluid that

dripped onto the floor as he walked away.

The audience gave them both a round of applause. The workers licked Mr. Z's cum off of the hard

wood floor, a fluffer cleaned Mr. Z with her lips and Tina breathlessly said, "Who's next?"

It was not I. I was third on the dance card. Banana was next. He measured in at eight and a half

inches and plowed into Tina's cum soaked pussy with as much energy as his predecessor. Maybe

twenty strokes and he finished by squirting Tina's face with gobs of gooey cum. Mr. B. held up his

arms in a victory salute.

Tina called the workers over to lick her face especially around her eyes that were stinging from the

assault. This took a few minutes before Tina called for the next drone. That was me. I was primed

and ready for my role thanks to my fluffer who never left my side. Whenever my dick seemed to

soften, she was there to stroke it back to attention.

I eagerly approached the women of royalty. She smiled and said, "Oh, it's your turn, Cucumber. Fuck

me like you did in the playground."

I needed no second invitation and pushed all eight and a quarter inches deep into her wet cunt. I was

rather proud of my staying power because I lasted as long as the other two drones combined.

"Come on, Cucumber. Give it to me deep and hard," she cried. "Don't wait, fuck me, cum inside me."

My mind just began to spin and was overtaken by lust as I plowed my cock into her slippery tunnel

time after time. I pumped my cum into her as if I had a fireman's hose soaking a flame that was deep

inside her burning fire box.

She hugged me and said, "Thanks, Cucumber. That was a great fuck." Tina always complimented a

man after he finished. It was her way of showing her gratitude.

I pulled out and called my fluffer to help me clean up. She was more than happy to lap up the jizz

coating my dangling cucumber.

Mr. Corncob followed me approaching rather tentatively. Once he got close, he slowly squeezed in

his muscular plump specimen, picking up the pace as he went along. Finally he exploded on her tits

with a volume none of us could ever hope to equal. Volley after volley creamed her breasts and it

drained down to her belly as if she had taken a cum shower. In fact, that was exactly what she was

getting.

Drone followed drone until all seven drones had serviced the queen bee. Some gave her a facial. Mr.

J. would lap up the cum dripping from her cheeks, then go tongue to tongue with Tina so she could

share the earthy salty taste.

Mr. Carrot finished by blasting Tina's tits again and Mr. O. took his time about lapping up the spunk

by tending to her nipples. He would lick them and suck them until Tina's tits were as hard and firm as

steel thimbles.

Of course Mr. Bean had the most challenging but enjoyable job as cum from Tina's rosy twat flowed

like lava from a volcano. He licked and sucked until he had swallowed most of the liquids pouring out

of Tina's slit but paid special attention to her clit.

A good time was had by all but one more thing needed attention. Tina was helped off of her throne

and said, "Let's give all of the drones a hand for making Queen Bee, Tina, very happy."

Everyone applauded.

"Now let's give a special thanks to our dedicated workers. Girls, I think they deserve an appreciation

from you by giving the three of them a really nice sloppy blowjob."

Everyone shouted words of agreement and encouragement. Like in a square dance, we circled

around Okra, Bean, and Jalapeño who stood with their cocks exposed to their audience. First one girl

seductively approached Mr. O. and gave him a little strip dance until she had nothing on except a bow

in her hair. Slowly she sank to her knees and began licking his balls, then his cock and finally took

him deep into her throat. While she was administering to Mr. O., another girl approached Mr. J. in the

same way and followed with the same seductive routine. Finally, Mr. Bean was being deep-throated.

Several more fluffers joined in so that each man was being sucked off by more than one of the girls.

Mr. J. came first to the applause of the onlookers followed by Mr. O. Last, Mr. Bean exploded all over

the hair and face of two rather surprised ladies.

This ended the party at around two thirty or three. I asked my fluffer if I could take her home and she

said, "Yes, if you mean to your house."

I said, "Of course."

She was a great fuck and loved to try every possible position for me to drive my cock into her pussy.

In the morning she said, "You know, Cucumber, I love Tina's parties and I go mainly to be invited

home with a man like you. But really, I'm jealous of Tina. I want to be the Girl of Prime Attention and

get gang banged like her."

"Well," I said, "Maybe it will be your turn soon. How about if I invite some of my friends here one night

for a gang bang and you can be our princess to be seated on the throne."

She said she would like that but she never replied to any of my tweets or e-mails.

I lost touch with Tina over the years. She seemed to have dropped out of sight until one day several

years later I was at a friend's wedding. After the ceremony I heard a voice say, "Hi Benny, is that

you?"

When I turned around, I saw a woman wearing a nun's habit. She was the most beautiful nun I had

ever seen. She had the same innocent angelic face I remembered. It was Tina!

"Tina, what's this with the costume?" I asked.

"Benny, it's no costume. I'm now Sister Teresa."

"God help us when my favorite slut becomes a nun."

"Don't be rude, Benny. I'm happier now. The priests treat me well especially now that they are

familiar with my past. Give me a big hug for old time's sake, Benny."

I hugged her and said, "But you called me 'Benny'. You never did that before."

"I know," she smiled. "I was just playing with you and the others. It was just a way to get attention

and tease you a little."

"Okay, I get it. Great to see you again, Sister," and I left the church hoping to find another slutty girl

to take home after the reception. But no girl could ever replace Tina.