During my time in Grassridge Hideaway, I found myself bunking in the house belonging to Sara and Bridget. It’s needless to say that I was thankful for their hospitality…and even more grateful for the fact that I was blessed with seeing them naked each and every day. Watching those two sets of glorious buns move about…well, it goes without saying that they were a couple of sublime visions to behold.

I had maybe been in the nudist colony for about a week and a half when Sara asked me one morning if I would be willing to walk down to the village’s bakery and fetch some bread. When she worded it by requesting me to “grab some buns,” I of course had a smartass comeback about clutching onto her buns, but she simply laughed it off and told me I could have all the buns I wanted when I came back. We both laughed as I left to carry out the chore for the wonderful woman.

It was a beautiful day when I stepped outside. The lively community was abuzz with activity as some of the men hauled crates back and forth while some of the women were putting clothes out to dry as well as doing a little gardening work. Since the village was so small, it was easy to see most of what was going on, and in the distance, I noticed a man and woman outside of the colony’s split-rail fences to the west side using a crosscut saw on a tree. I figured they wanted either firewood or timber for crafting, but I wondered why they were downing a tree so close to the village. To me, it made sense to go further out into the surrounding woods, but who was I to question their methods?

I started down the dirt path toward the bakery I had been shown during my tour of the small village. Even though I was growing accustomed to being naked all the time, I did miss shoes since I didn’t particularly enjoy having dirty feet. I noticed that most of the homes kept small bowls of water near their front doors so people could step in and wet their dogs before wiping them off on the rugs near the entrances to the dwellings, but a simple pair of sandals would’ve remedied that. Still, Grassridge Hideaway had their own set of rules they lived by, and while I remained there, I would abide by them.

A few of the male villagers greeted me as I passed them, and I said my hellos before moving on. It was still bizarre for me to walk past other guys who had their dongs hanging freely and had no cares in the world. I’m sure guys who spent a lot of time in the gym wouldn’t have been as weirded out as I was, but I had never been one for workout centers. I always tended to get my workouts in by spending time outdoors.

As I continued along, I passed a couple of older women who had baskets of food in their hands but had stopped to have a small chat. I wasn’t about to eavesdrop on idle gossip, but when one of them spoke with great concern about the “blue beast” being spotted again lately just outside of the village’s fences, I couldn’t help but perk up and have a listen. My leisurely gait became sluggish as I pretended to look in the opposite direction and focused on something completely different…when in reality, I was listening in on their every word.

Not much more was mentioned other than the fear this supposed “beast” instilled them with, and I was probably no more than five feet beyond them when they dropped the conversation entirely and said their goodbyes before parting ways. I was tempted to stop the one who started walking in the same direction I was going in, but decided to stay out of it. While intriguing, it really was none of my business.

I made my way up to the bakery and pushed the door open while forcing all mention of the blue creature from my mind. A bell above the portal announced my arrival, but that wasn’t the only sound I heard. Even before I was inside the building, I heard a jovial male’s voice making some crass comments about “poundcakes” and a few other derogatory words I don’t care to repeat. At first, I wasn’t sure what was going on, but once I was inside the establishment, I could fully see what was transpiring in front of the glass cases full of all sorts of delicious-looking pastries.

Behind the front counter stood a woman who looked rather unsure of how to handle her current situation. Another female looked to be ready to make a selection on what she wanted to order, but a man stood off to the side hurling verbal insults at her. Of course, his hurtful words had her on edge and probably not even wanting to obtain the food she had come for. He was tactlessly insulting her weight…which was absolutely uncalled for. She didn’t deserve any of his verbal thrashings.

At first, I remained by the door and just listened since I was obviously surprised by the man’s boorish behavior. In all the time I had been in Grassridge Hideaway, it seemed like the villagers always tended to get along quite well. I had seen no fights and heard no communicative insults, but as I listened to the man throw another remark out about the woman’s weight while smiling from ear to ear, I could see that he was actually proud of the fact that he was being a dick. It may not have been my place, but I didn’t like what I was seeing or hearing.

I stomped over and placed myself between the man and woman as I stared directly at the overbearing asshole and queried, “Is there a problem here?”

The primitive jerk was apparently surprised that I had decided to step in and told me to back off. He claimed he was hitting on the woman he had been offending, but I certainly wasn’t buying into his baloney. When I glanced back at the female he had been belittling, I could see hurt in her eyes…and at the same time, I saw her face for the first time. She was so damn gorgeous…but I didn’t let her beauty distract me since I knew I had to remain focused on what was going on with the bastard in front of me.

I faced the belligerent man once more and told him to beat it…before I did worse to him. At first, I think the creep thought I may have been joking, but then I could see him actually sizing me up. We were roughly the same size, but as he studied me closer, I don’t think he wanted anything to do with me. I can’t say I’m the most intimidating-looking guy by any means, but maybe he noticed the look in my eyes. Even though I would never give the douche credit for having brains after the way he was insulting the radiant woman behind me, I will say he was intelligent enough to not mix it up with me. Discretion certainly is the better part of valor, and I think the crude clodpoll could see that it wouldn’t be a good idea to provoke me. He grumbled a few choice words while placing his tail between his legs and retreating from the establishment.

I turned to face not only the woman I had aided, but also the worker behind the counter. The female behind the glass cases of food separating her from us was the first to speak up and thank me. She gave me the hostile ass’s name and said something about him being rude because he was more than likely drunk, but I’ll be totally honest and admit that I barely heard anything she had to say…for I was far too busy studying the newest stunner of Grassridge Hideaway who had taken my breath away.

“What’s…what’s your name, milady?” I hoped she didn’t notice that I was having trouble getting my words out.

“Cassandra,” the shy woman responded as she put her hands together and lowered them to her legs while nervously digging one of her toes into the floor. She looked so damn adorable due to her bashfulness. “But you can call me Cassie…or Sandy…or even Sandra. Most people just call me Cassie, though.”

I hope I wasn’t offending my newest friend with the way I was examining her from head to toe. She was definitely one of the most beautiful women I had ever had the honor of laying eyes on…and I had never seen anyone quite like her.

Cassie was actually quite short and stood at maybe four and a half feet tall. Like most of the women in the nudist colony, she was quite tan, and her golden, blonde locks were both straight and wavy as they cheerfully dangled a few inches past her collarbone. She had amber eyes similar to those of both Bridget and Eve, and her bubblegum lips were round and thick. She had rosy cheeks – although that could have been due to her shyness – and her overall demeanor had me convinced that she was one of the sweetest women I would ever meet even though we hadn’t exchanged more than a few sentences yet. She was absolutely adorable.

So the jackoff that I had chased out of the bakery had been insulting my new friend because of her weight…but again, I wasn’t seeing it. Sure, she had a few extra pounds on her due to some cute, chubby cheeks – on both her face and backside – and a pleasantly plump belly, but she was by no means overweight. The “poundcakes” comment had been totally uncalled for, and some of the other derogatory words had been complete bullshit. I’ve seen fat women before…and Cassie was not one of them. She just had a little extra meat on her bones…and in my opinion, it made her all the more delightful.

“I…I really appreciate you standing up for me,” the bashful female told me. “You didn’t have to do that.”

“Of course I did!” I responded right away. “That guy was a complete dick! The nonsense he was spouting…”

“It can’t exactly be called nonsense if it’s true,” the fetching blonde cut me off as she stared at the floorboards beneath us. Her hands went behind her back as she continued to act timid.

Okay. This may be a bad time to mention this and it may be in poor taste, but I think I have to point it out: When I had first walked into the bakery and saw Cassie for the first time from behind, I could quite clearly see that she had the most amazingly round caboose I had ever seen. Her butt was beautiful, and I’m not lying when I say that I would’ve gladly consumed a meal off those gorgeous cheeks of hers. However, her incredible posterior wasn’t the only naughty feature that irresistibly drew me to her…

Cassie’s breasts reminded me of two papayas as they happily hung on her chest. Saying that they sagged low doesn’t sound right because large breasts that droop too low are a little unappealing to me. When knocking a pair of knockers back and forth and they collide off each other like those cradle balance balls one might see in a therapist’s office while hanging low, well, I think that looks a little gross…and Cassie’s beautiful bosoms were anything but that.

Those incredible tits with maroon-colored nipples were truly magnificent, but so was her hairless pussy down below. Another reason I was so angered by the asshole I had chased out of the bakery was because in my opinion, a person wasn’t truly fat unless their privates were buried under their rolls. I don’t mean to sound insensitive when I say that, but I don’t think I’m being unreasonable to point it out. Cassie’s cooter was clearly visible to me when she wasn’t squeezing her legs together…and it was absolutely mind-blowing.

I didn’t want to offend the brilliant blonde by crossing any boundaries, but I stepped forward and placed a hand on one of her shoulders as I lowered my voice and told her, “Don’t listen to idiots like that guy, Cassie. I don’t know what his problem was, but if anything, you are by far one of the prettiest women I have ever seen!”

“You’re just saying that,” Cassie meekly said as she brought her eyes up to meet mine. Before they made it far enough to lock on to my orbs, though, they stopped halfway up when she realized I wasn’t stretching the truth.

Even the woman behind the counter leaned forward and was quite impressed when she saw the erection I was sporting due to Cassie’s unimaginable beauty. My dick was fully aroused and pointing directly at the blonde stunner standing before me. One thing I can say with all certainty is that my penis knows loveliness when it sees it…and it was definitely witnessing it as my pecker stood at complete attention.

Cassie placed her hands on her cheeks as her mouth fell open. Her eyes widened as she continued to stare at me for a good five seconds before gazing up at me and exclaiming, “Your…your penis! It’s…it’s so…”

“Hard?” I finished the beautiful blonde’s sentence with a chuckle. I placed my fists on my hips and let my head fall back as I continued to laugh before adding, “It wouldn’t be doing that right now if not for you!”

The worker behind the counter had grabbed a menu or something of the like in order to fan herself.

Cassie was still in disbelief as she slowly started to reach forward with her right hand in order to grab it. She was probably less than an inch from doing so when she suddenly pulled away and stepped back while profusely apologizing, “I’m so sorry!”

Again, I responded by chuckling. “What are you sorry about?”

“I…I didn’t mean to presume that it would be okay for me to just reach out and…”

I didn’t want to pressure my new friend into doing anything she would’ve been uncomfortable with, but I had been in Grassridge Hideaway long enough to know how some of the females operated…and I could tell that the radiant blonde really did want to touch me. With that knowledge, I took a step forward while pressing my pelvis out. With a smile from ear to ear, I informed Cassie, “You’re a truly stunning woman, Cassie, and I’m being completely honest with you when I tell you that there’s not a whole lot I wouldn’t let you do to me!”

The gorgeous blonde had an incredulous look on her face and actually exchanged glances with the worker behind the counter. When the other woman in the room grinned and nodded at her, I think Cassie took that as support. With an anxious expression on her face, the marvelous woman slowly started to reach forward as the corners of her mouth formed a smile.

“Oooh,” I let out a low moan as Cassie clasped my cock and gave it a gentle tug.

Upon hearing the satisfaction escape my lips, the bountiful blonde released me and jumped back. I could tell that she was both shocked and overwhelmed by the fact that she had caused me such erotic pleasure. It also didn’t go unnoticed that the worker behind the counter let out a hoot of delight just upon seeing what had happened.

I know I don’t have to say it, but in normal society, everyone knows that a woman would never be able to jerk off a guy in a public place…especially one that handles food. The consequences of such an action would land most people in quite a bit of trouble, but in Grassridge Hideaway, not only was it not frowned upon, but instead it seemed to be encouraged.

Cassie looked exuberant after hearing such contentment leave my lips, but she couldn’t help but ask, “Did that actually feel…good?”

“Please don’t mind my vulgar language, Cassie, but it felt fucking incredible!”

The beautiful blonde responded by placing her hands over her mouth and once again turning her attention to the woman behind the counter. The look on the worker’s face was one that told Cassie she wouldn’t have minded watching the two of us get it on right there in her bakery. She all but confirmed my suspicions when she offered to give the blonde a few rolls for us to “glaze.”

I suddenly reached down and gave myself a few tugs before finally introducing myself since I hadn’t yet told Cassie my name. I then mentioned how I had arrived in the community roughly ten days earlier and had been staying at Sara and Bridget’s place…and I was actually in the bakery to fetch some bread and rolls for them.

“They’re both wonderful people,” Cassie told me upon hearing about my situation. “I’m sure you’ve enjoyed your stay with them. They’re both very pretty girls.”

“As are you,” I told the magnificent woman. “It goes without saying that Grassridge Hideaway has an abundance of beautiful women in it, but the brilliance you exude…”

Funnily enough, I wasn’t trying to pick Cassie up with a sleazy pickup line or anything of the sort. I was being completely honest when I told her how beautiful I thought she was. As goofy as it sounds to say in a nudist colony, I wasn’t even trying to “get in her pants” with my claim. I truly believed everything I said.

Cassie’s cheeks grew red again as she mumbled, “I thank you for the words of praise – truly I do – but we both know how much prettier both Bridget and Sara are…”

“Actually, I would put you all on an equal level,” I cut my new friend off. “Yes, they’re both stunning women – there’s no doubt about that – but so are you! I’m not trying to be crass when I say it, but I don’t get hard like this for just anybody!”

Cassie’s eyes went to my swaying pecker again and I’m pretty sure I heard a small giggle escape her lips. She was definitely thrilled by the fact that I thought she was as gorgeous as both Sara and Bridget, but she also couldn’t get over how hard I was. She also knew that she couldn’t exactly argue with me because there was no denying how excited my aroused penis was. I wouldn’t be standing fully erect if I wasn’t stimulated by something, and she was well aware that I wasn’t interested in the woman behind the counter…

I didn’t want to overdo it or even put Cassie in a position in which she may have felt uncomfortable, so I finally told her, “I don’t mean to cuss again, but you truly are fucking gorgeous, Cassandra. I honestly can’t think of anything I wouldn’t do for or with you, and if you’d ever like to get together and hang out for the afternoon or something, I would be delighted to do so. I would truly like to get to know you better, and if…”

“Would you carry my buns?”

I was completely caught off guard by the comment and immediately thought about what I had said to Sara before coming to the bakery. “Ex…excuse me?”

“Like Sara and Bridget,” Cassie started, “I actually have a roommate also. I told her I would come pick up some rolls and buns, and if you would maybe be willing to be a gentleman and carry them for me…”

“Of course!” I exclaimed after realizing what the beauteous blonde was asking of me. It was also in that moment when I realized that I must’ve set my new friend’s heart aflutter by using her full name when I saw the look on her face. I would’ve carried her bags to the ends of the earth if she had asked me to.

Cassie placed her hands together and somewhat cocked her head as she smiled. “Oh, thank you! You truly are a gentleman!”

I’m sure I had a grin from ear to ear as the two of us walked up to the counter and placed our separate orders. I still wanted to deliver a bag of bread and frosted rolls to Sara and Bridget, and I knew Cassie would understand a quick detour. It wasn’t like it would take us long to do so since one could quite literally walk from one end of the village to the other in less than three minutes.

After we were given our foodstuffs, I couldn’t help but notice the worker behind the counter winking at my new friend. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say the eye signal was her way of telling Cassie to have fun…

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Cassandra led me to her dwelling after we dropped the bread and rolls off for Sara and Bridget. During our brief stop, Cassie shared pleasantries with my two current roomies before receiving some words of advice from them. Even though they didn’t flat-out say it, I knew they were giving the blonde their blessings to have her way with me. I have to say that it was such a culture shock to me to be in a place where people were so open.

As we walked to Cassie’s abode, I held her bag in my right hand as she opened up a little and latched onto my left arm. I smiled when she did so and glanced down at her as she leaned her head against my bicep. My dick hadn’t softened up too much during our walk to Bridget and Sara’s, and after my gracious roomies told Cassie to have fun with me, that kept me pretty aroused. With the beautiful blonde attached to my arm, we could both plainly see my boner swaying back and forth as we continued along the path.

Since I had only been in Grassridge Hideaway for a week and a half, I was still getting used to their customs and trying to get comfortable with the fact that nudity was an everyday part of life. As the two of us passed a few other villagers on our way to Cassie’s place, I couldn’t help but notice some of the looks we were receiving from passersby. Some of the men kindly greeted us in order to be civil, but the women were giving my new friend looks of envy while also smiling. On a few different occasions, I’m pretty sure that some of them even mouthed things like, “Good for you, girl!” The fact that everyone could see how aroused I was left no question about how thrilled I was to be with Cassie, and I’m fairly certain that due to her actions and the obvious happiness spread across her face that she was delighted to be seen in public with me.

Under normal circumstances, I would’ve offered to hold the door for the beautiful blonde, but since it wasn’t my house and I hadn’t been there before, I decided to let her get it. I did my best to reach out with my free hand and hold it after it had been opened, and I heard the short woman thank me in that melodious voice she possessed.

Once inside, I could see that it was a modest home much like Sara and Bridget’s. The living room we stood in was well-lit by multiple windows, and the kitchen and dining room areas were directly to my left. Since Cassie was walking toward it, I decided to follow her and set the sack of foodstuffs down on a counter that separated the two after she told me I could do so. I glanced over past the living room and noticed three different doorways. I assumed one led to a bathroom and one to her bedroom. My guess on the final room was that it probably belonged to the roommate she had told me about.

“Thanks again for standing up for me,” Cassie sternly told me as she started unbagging some of the bread and putting it in a corner cupboard. “That was a really nice thing to do, and coming from a guy like you…”

I stood only a few feet away from my new friend and was about to offer her a hand in putting things away…until she suddenly whirled around and darted right at me. If I had to guess, I’d say her hormones may have overtaken her because she lunged right into my arms and planted her lips on me. I wasn’t ready for her to do so, but thankfully, I caught her and gripped her tight as I felt her tongue sneak into my mouth. I can’t say for certain what felt better: Our uninhibited kiss or her body pressed up against mine.

Was this really about to happen? Was another beautiful woman in this tiny village about to give herself to me? Was I possibly going to go all the way with another female I considered to be a perfect ten? It didn’t seem possible, but as Cassie became uncontrollable, I knew things could only get better for me.

My hands tightly gripped the abundant bottom of the charming blonde as her hands clasped my face and she poured her soul into me. Her legs were also wrapped around me and she only stopped at one point to ask if she was hurting my back. I responded with an, “Absolutely not,” and went right back to passionately smooching with her.

I’m not sure how long I held her in the middle of that kitchen so we could make out. I will admit that I considered reaching down at one point and inserting myself in that cute cooter I had espied back in the bakery, but I fought temptation since I obviously wanted permission before doing such a thing. If I’m being honest, I don’t think she would’ve minded my doing so…in fact, I think she really would’ve enjoyed the spontaneity, but I figured that letting her make that decision would be for the better.

Cassie finally slid down me and lowered herself back to the floor. While doing so, her vagina passed over my dick and caused it to tremble in glee. Once her feet were firmly planted on the floorboards, she placed her hands on my chest and gazed up at my eyes while smiling. She looked away rather quickly and couldn’t help but giggle before apologizing, “Sorry about that! I probably should’ve asked you before throwing myself into your arms! I hope I didn’t hurt you or…”

I ran a hand through her golden locks while reminding her, “You didn’t hurt me, Cassie! You’re totally fine! And you can throw yourself at me anytime!”

The radiant woman was truly something else when she was smiling. I couldn’t get over how good she looked, and I again fought temptation by not reaching out and grabbing her marvelous melons. I wanted to give them a squeeze and maybe even lean down and bury my face between them, but I refrained from doing so since I wanted to let Cassie control the tempo. I was a guest in her home and didn’t want to make her feel out of place.

The beautiful blonde continued to smile up at me as she suddenly grabbed on to my right hand with both of hers and commanded, “Come on!” She then started to lead me out of the kitchen and past her dining room table as we jogged into the living room. There were a couple recliners and a couch right in the middle of the living quarters with a coffee table in front of it. She energetically jumped onto the sofa while still pulling me along.

I practically collapsed onto the golden-haired beauty as she giggled in delight. She was on her back up against one of the armrests as she placed her hands on my face again and gazed directly into my eyes. I couldn’t get over how her amber orbs seemed to glow, and as I placed my right hand on her tummy and moved it down her side, I felt my penis begin to pulsate since it was draped over her right thigh.

Cassie and I kissed for countless minutes and enjoyed each other’s presence while doing so. I couldn’t help but thank my lucky stars for not only allowing me to stumble upon such a magnificent place full of so many beautiful women that were starved for attention and affection, but for also letting said women not be the slightest bit jealous. I had never been the type of man who ever thought he’d get around so much, but these gorgeous females were letting me bounce from girl to girl…and they didn’t seem to be possessive or envious in the least.

After indulging in one another with probing tongues for a bit longer, Cassie suddenly pushed me back so I was sitting on the middle of the couch. With a devious smile on her face, she abruptly slid off the sofa by placing her hands on my thighs and moving backwards. She kept her eyes on mine the entire time she did so, and when she was on her knees before me, she forced my legs apart and leaned forward before taking my slab of aroused meat in her right hand. As she gave it a tug, she out a squeal of delight that served to excite me all the more.

Cassie placed her left hand firmly on my right thigh and ran her other hand up and down my stiffened shaft. She smiled and raised an eyebrow while gazing up at me, and when she finally turned her focus on the growing bulk before her, her spheres lit up as she developed a new plan. Within seconds, she decided to carry it out.

I watched in awe as the golden-haired beauty leaned forward and placed her mouth over my cock. She began giving me some of the most amazing head as her head moved up and down with great speed. I placed a hand on her succulent flesh and rubbed her back as I felt her teeth somewhat clench so I could actually feel them across the top and bottom of my pulsating penis as she went wild on it. I have to admit that the sensation was quite stimulating since I hadn’t felt it much in the past.

I placed my left hand on Cassie’s head in order to somewhat control the pace of the moment. She was giving me head like I had never received before, and considering the fact that she was shorter than any other woman I had been with, I was somewhat surprised that she was able to down my entire staff. Again, that’s not meant to make me sound arrogant in any way…she was just a smaller woman in my eyes and didn’t exactly have anywhere to put all of me.

When the elegant female eventually pulled back and released my cock from her mouth, I could see that she had smothered it in slobber…and I thought that looked hot. My pecker was absolutely drenched in her saliva, and she had some dripping from her chin and lower lip. I quickly realized that some of my precum was mixed in with the dribbling fluid.

Cassie suddenly placed her hands under her marvelous tits and pushed herself up on her knees. She then plopped the massive mammaries down on my thighs as she leaned forward and made sure that my dick was right between them. Diligently going to work, she smooshed my beefy rod between her glorious hooters and pursed her lips as she looked to be blowing kisses at me. Starting off slowly, she began moving up and down while seductively gazing into my eyes.

Within seconds, my eyes rolled back in my skull and my head dropped back on the top of the couch as I found myself becoming one of the recipients involved in the best titty-fuck in the history of mankind. My penis felt like it had found where it wanted to stay for the rest of its natural existence. Cassie must’ve been capable of some kind of magic because what she was doing to my dick couldn’t have been humanly possible without some kind of sensual sorcery.

Since I didn’t want to miss any of the action, I forced my head forward so I could watch. My jaw fell open as random grunts emitted from me, and my hands even joined Cassie’s on the sides of her outstanding breasts as I helped her squeeze them together in order to crush my manhood between them. My mashed member loved being squashed by those massive melons.

Cassie continued to coo and kept her eyes locked on mine as she uttered some of the sexiest sentences I had ever heard. She was saying things like, “Your cock is so hard!” and “I want your cum!” If she kept talking in such seductive tones, she was going to coax my cream out before I wanted to release it.

While continuing to sandwich my wiener between her fun bags, Cassie knew she had me at her mercy. She spit on my manhood a few times to get it heavily lubricated, and she did her best to pick up speed as she gritted her teeth before asking me multiple questions. She rattled off, “Do you want me? Do you want your cock in my mouth? Do you want me to suck your dick off?”

I felt my penis palpitate with each query as it drew closer to releasing its load. I didn’t want to cum yet, but the more Cassie teased me, the more she cajoled the cream closer to the tip. She had to know that she was about to get a face full of ball-batter if she kept jabbing me with her tempting directives.

Much to my surprise, the golden-haired beauty suddenly climbed to her feet while squeezing her nipples. She winked at me since she obviously had a plan in mind, and then she turned her back to me so I could view her shapely, curved buns. I continued to watch as I gave myself a single wank and observed her lying down on the coffee table in front of us. She positioned herself just right so her body was completely on it, but her head was hanging off one end. After making herself as comfortable as she could on the hard surface, she glanced over and motioned with a finger for me to come near her.

I stood up as my erect penis swung all over the place in a disorderly fashion. I made my way down to where Cassandra’s head hung off the piece of furniture and asked, “What would you like me to do, Cassie?”

The beautiful woman placed her left arm under her luscious papayas as her right hand went down to her genitalia and she started fingering herself. She then gazed up at me and instructed me between pleasured squeals, “Fuck my throat.”

My eyes widened upon hearing the command. I couldn’t believe the same woman who had been so shy in the bakery was speaking in such turned-on tones. I shouldn’t have been surprised after the naughty questions she had just asked moments before, but there was no doubt that her salacious edict had me on the verge of cumming again. However, I wanted to give her what she asked for, so I utilized every ounce of willpower I had to hold off. Bending my knees, I started to squat down as I took my cock by the base and aimed it for the open hole on her face. I fed my meat into her oral orifice as she closed her eyes and started to moan in a gargled fashion. I noticed her right hand was starting to work her lower privates even more viciously.

It was almost like I was performing a workout. I squatted repeatedly as my dick ventured further and further down the bountiful blonde’s gullet. As I did so, I placed my hands on my lower back for support while letting out libidinous grunts. My eyes fixated on the heaving breasts that Cassie was supporting with her left arm, but roughly thirty seconds later, my orbs traveled south and I watched her finger that glorious gash between her legs. Seeing the haste behind her fingers made me think about what it would be like to shove my own in that cute cooch…so I eventually leaned forward and let my right hand join hers.

I could feel how wet the blonde bombshell had become and wanted to sink my knuckles in her…but my hand was down by her vaginal area for no more than five seconds when I heard Cassandra making a gurgling noise below me. I quickly backed off when I realized that too much of my cock had been jammed down her throat. I withdrew from her mouth posthaste and immediately began apologizing.

Cassie let her head continue to hang off the table as she quit masturbating long enough to squeeze both of her marvelous tits together while laughing. She told me not to worry about it and that we were just caught in the moment. She told me no harm had been done, but I still felt bad. She could see my concern but instantly dispelled my worry by impishly mentioning, “How about this: You can make it up to me by blasting your cum on me!”

I felt my manhood throb after hearing her command. Taking my rigid dick in my hand, I gave it a few jerks before inquiring, “Are you sure? I still feel bad…”

“Shut up and just jizz on me!” The golden-haired vixen laughed as she rolled off the table and ended up on her knees before me. Pressing her luscious titties together for me, she ordered, “Hose me down, you big lug!”

I let out a few satisfied groans after hearing her obscene orders and cranked my rod as hard as I could. I had planned on aiming at the beautiful bosoms she had been presenting to me, but I suddenly noticed that Cassie had her mouth wide open and her head tilted back ever so slightly. I think she wanted me to coat her face in cream.

I’d like to take a quick timeout to explain something about myself: I love seeing my semen on a gorgeous woman after sharing a passionate moment with her. I think a sexy woman dripping in man-milk is one of the hottest things in the world, and vivaciously peppering a female’s countenance with a creamy facial has to be one of the most erogenous acts in existence…but at the same time, I feel kind of scuzzy when doing so.

Yeah, it sounds hypocritical to go on about how amazing it is to plaster a fascinating female with a load of thick gravy and then say that I feel bad about doing so, but it’s true. I feel like in a way, it’s degrading to cover them in cum since they can’t really do the same to guys. Sure, there are some kinky things that people can get into, but I’ve always felt a little bad about blowing my load all over a lovely lady…especially in her face. I suppose my misgivings are somewhat alleviated when a partner asks for it, and since Cassie was craving a face full of penis pudding…

Right before I return to the present, I’d like to share one other little tidbit that may come in handy for anyone listening to me. In all my sexual escapades throughout my life, it took me longer than it should have, but I devised something that other guys might find a little helpful. I’ll explain it while talking about what happened next…

As Cassie begged for my man-milk, I beat my dick harder than a fed-up nerd unleashing on a school bully. I jerked and cranked on that poor thing until it was ready to release its payload…and when I felt that sensation coming on, I held it back for everything I was worth by holding my base with my left hand and squeezing right under my glans with my right.

Less than half a second later, the second urge overtook my trembling sausage…and I did the same and held that back as well. I felt sweat flowing freely down my body as my whole frame experienced a tremor, and when that third feeling came on…I intensely exploded with the might of a mighty volcano.

I’ve found that if a guy can hold his first two urges to cum in, when that third sensation strikes and is released, the accompanying blast flies an unbelievable distance with impressive power backing it. When that “first” shot is inevitably liberated, the semen truly soars through the air with inconceivable scope and strength behind it. The feeling that accompanies it is also more satisfying than usual, and although it doesn’t always work when the moment sometimes becomes too primal to hold back, I can say with all confidence that on this occasion, the trick worked.

As Cassie presented herself to me while begging for my seed, I let loose an insane salvo that shot clear over my lovely partner’s head. The back part of the first string ended up in her golden locks, and the second blast splattered across her face with pulverizing force. The third and forth shots also splashed on her visage with great potency, and the next three saturated her and made her look like a cream-filled pie had been thrown directly in her face.

I let out multiple grunts and took a step closer to the marvelous woman while continuously wrenching on my wiener and beating it into submission. I set the underside of my tip on Cassie’s outstretched tongue and whacked away as a few more shots fired into her mouth, and I watched as some of my previous clumps of jism started to run down her face and neck toward her voluptuous chest.

I tried to hold a bit of my payload in as I stepped back once more and gave myself a few last tugs. My last blast was truly significant as it barreled out of me with the force of a cannon behind it and struck Cassie in the forehead. She couldn’t help but giggle in delight because even though she was covered in a mask of frothy man-jam, she witnessed the same thing I did: My final discharge connected with her forehead and actually ricocheted off. The wad of cream backfired off to the side and went to the floor.

“OH MY GOD!” Cassandra called out in a similar fashion to Dinah as she ran her hands across the aftermath of my climax. “How much fucking cum do you have stored away in that tight body?! I would think that Sara and Bridget would be milking you dry constantly, but it’s like you’ve been saving up for months! When was the last time you got off?”

I wasn’t trying to brag by any means, but I informed my coated partner, “Well, Bridget and I rolled around for about an hour in the middle of the night…”

As Cassie’s face dripped, her jaw dropped since she couldn’t believe what I was telling her. “You had sex with Bridget less than twelve hours ago…and still managed to plaster my face with THIS?!” As she asked her query, she pointed to her dripping countenance…and also ran her tongue across her lips in order to inhale some of my semen.

I didn’t mean to smile, but I couldn’t hold it back as I shrugged and responded, “Well, when a guy finds himself with such a stunningly gorgeous woman…”

“You’re something else, you know that?” Cassie asked with a grin hidden somewhere under all that sperm on her face. She wiped some of it off and even sucked in some of it. As she cleaned herself off, I noticed some of my goo falling to the rug beneath her knees.

“Oh shoot, Cassie!” I called out as I noticed the mess we were making. “I’m sorry about getting my stuff all over! Do you have a rag or something I could clean it up with for you?”

The golden-haired vixen suddenly climbed to her feet and reached out to grab my left arm. She then pulled me along with her as she made her way back to the couch and plopped down on it. While gazing up at me with lust in her eyes, she spread her legs apart and told me, “My turn…if that’s okay with you.” She ran a hand over her pussy and I noticed it glisten.

My eyes went from Cassie’s eyes to her cooch and back to her eyes again. I wondered what exactly she meant…and if she wanted sex, I would do my best to rise to the occasion. If given at least ten minutes to make a comeback, I’m sure I could drill her for a good hour.

“Eat my pussy until I cum!” Cassie then ordered me. She then kicked her feet in a playful manner before telling me, “I want to cum too!”

I smiled and licked my lips while eyeing the delectable pussy below me. I dropped to a knee and then placed my other one on the floor as well. I enthusiastically gripped the thriving thighs off to the sides before shoving my face forward and planting my face in the moist puss in front of me. I began playing around with my tongue against the appetizing lips as I felt Cassie jump and let out a gleeful yip. I think I had tickled her at first, but once I fell into my groove…

My golden-haired partner let out one of the longest moans I had ever heard before sinking into the couch. Her epic tits fell to the sides as her eyes rolled to the back of her head just as mine had earlier. My semen ran in rivulets down the front of her body as I pleasured her pussy to the best of my ability.

Cassie’s head started to flutter back and forth as her enormous chest heaved. Her body trembled as she placed a hand on my head and forced me deeper into her crevasse. She even lifted her right leg and stretched it out as far as she could while her toes curled in. I’m fairly certain I was hitting her pleasure spots in a way she had never felt before.

“Oh my god…oh my god…oh my god…”

I listened to the beautiful blonde uncontrollably pant as I lifted a hand and slipped two fingers between my partner’s lips. My tongue continued to flicker across her labia as I inhaled her intoxicating scent of black cherries mixed with sandalwood and saccharine sweat while jabbing my digits in and out of her. Due to my angle, I couldn’t see everything that was going on, but I’m pretty sure she had been pinching her nipples pretty fiercely before placing her hands in her hair and letting out an ear-piercing screech.

“I’m cumming! I’m cumming! I’m cumming!”

Upon hearing the words, I picked up as much speed as I could muster. Not only was my tongue moving faster over the tasty lips, but I began finger-banging the hot snatch with great haste. I could feel my lovely partner’s convulsions as I took her to a realm she had never been before.

“OOOHHH!” Cassie yelled as her body tensed up and both of her hands ended up on my head. She grabbed two fistfuls of my hair and was about to pull with all her might…before she realized what she was doing. Even if she had pulled my messy locks out in clumps, I wouldn’t have minded since the moment was absolutely perfect.

I finally backed off as Cassandra flopped around like a fish out of water on her couch for a moment. She was not only getting my semen from earlier on the cushions, but she was soaking the upholstery with her own juices as she freely flowed on the furniture. She was manic about achieving her maximum pleasure…and watching her reach that level of euphoria was making me hard all over again.

“Oh…my…god!” The beautiful blonde squealed as she finally came down from the cloud she had been on. Her head was on one of the armrests as she lay in a supine position and ran a hand through her golden tresses. Her breathing was erratic when she finally glanced in my direction and let out one of the sexiest laughs known to man. “Holy shit!” she gasped as she recalled everything we had just done. “I went to the bakery for some bread…and end up having the greatest orgasm of my life! How the hell does that happen?!”

I laughed with my newest friend and finally pushed myself to my feet. My dick was at half-staff as a dabble of cream dripped from my tip. I hoped I didn’t make any puddles that Cassie would slip on before we were able to clean it up.

The beauteous blonde placed a hand on her face and started to laugh as she said my name and went on, “I still can’t believe it! How does a girl get so damn lucky? I run into a complete asshole at the bakery and expect my day to be nothing but dreary from there on out…but then my knight in shining armor shows up to defend my honor before bringing me home and vivifying me in ways I never believed imaginable! That orgasm was BY FAR the best I’ve ever experienced!”

I chuckled as I took a seat on the other end of the couch. “I’m glad you enjoyed yourself!” I told my glowing partner. I looked her over and didn’t even realize that I was tugging on myself as I studied her curves. “I have to say, that was one of the best romps I’ve been involved with that didn’t actually involve regular sex!”

“Oh, fuck!” The golden-haired vixen suddenly shrieked after hearing my words. She made two fists and kicked her feet against the couch a few times while visualizing what it would be like to have intercourse with me. At least I think that’s what she was probably thinking since she squealed, “I can’t WAIT to fuck you silly!”

Again, I felt my penis beat like a second heart down below as I listened to the delightful female yelp in ecstasy. I also wondered what it would be like to pummel the pleasant pink of my newest friend in Grassridge Hideaway.

END OF FIFTH PART