Independence. Discovery. Experimentation. Love. Almost anything is possible.
And sometimes, dreams come true.
The story continues for Jack and Arch and Diane and Evie
Evie is a whole 5’2” and 110 lbs, when wet. Okay, so whether Evie is horny, or not, she is still right around 110 lbs. Evie is petite. Evie is lithe. Evie is graceful and cat-like. Evie is agile and flexible. Evie is dark of hair and pale of skin. Evie is small of breasts, and tight of ass. Evie is a chameleon. Evie is quick to anger, and even quicker to laugh. Evie is observant and sensitive and sharp as a tack. Evie is resilient and tenacious and when Evie puts her mind to it, she is a freakin’ force of nature … 110 lbs. or not. And much to Evie’s surprise, and a surprise to anyone who knew Evie upon her entry into college, Evie is lethal.
A short two three years ago Evie was a timid and nearly defenseless teenager with no confidence and little life ambition. Evie enrolled in college just because she was told it was the thing to do. On Evie’s first day of class, she met her soulmates, Arch and Diane and Jack.
Arch is a 6’2” 180lb hard as rock martial arts artist attending school to become a physical therapist. Confidence seeps from Arch’s pores as he has a movie star face and super spy style. His good looks and easy personality make him a chick magnate, whether the chicks are half his age or twice his age.
Evie’s other soulmates, Diane and Jack are similarly remarkable, but in very different ways. Jack is a 6’9” klutz who is all angles and limbs and unless he is smiling and laughing he is not at all attractive. Jack approaches life like he has a spoken word budget every day, which suits Jack as he is something of a loner. Diane is Wonder. Woman strong and super model pretty and built like a brick house at 6’ and 150 libs, which contributes well to her scholarship volleyball athletic status. But Diane’s most attractive attribute might be her sense of humor and big beautiful smile.
At first it was just fun. A lot of fun. Arch started giving martial arts-based self defense lessons to Evie and Diane. He truly was concerned for their safety, but he can admit to himself that a good part of his desire to teach Evie and Diane martial arts was simply so he could get his hands on them. Depending on your point of view, Arch’s first lesson with Evie and Diane was a disaster.
Arch setup the lesson. Being a regular at the gym Arch earned a few privileges so he requisitioned a small gym for their private lesson. It helped that the lesson was being held late at night, the hour before the facility closed. Evie showed up dressed in her typical cargo pants and hooded sweat shirt outfit with her short cut dark hair hanging loose. Diane arrived shortly after in her typical getup, yoga pants clinging to her endless long legs and big baggie top and shoulder length blond hair pulled tight in a ponytail. Arch was dressed in a gi, with his black belt cinched tight, for Arch was coming straight from a workout with his sensei.
Arch decides to start the lesson by ascertaining the state of self defense skills each possessed. Arch begins with Evie, as he places her in the center of the mat and warns her to protect herself. Then Arch launches himself at Evie who simply screams and tries to run away. Arch easily catches Evie from behind and takes her to the mat with Evie landing on her front and Arch landing atop her fine little ass.
Arch rises, points to Diane, points to the middle of the mat, and once Diane looks ready Arch attacks. Diane, being a super athlete in her own right faces Arch head on, taking a balanced stance with arms raised and chin up and ready for anything Arch can throw at her. It surprises Diane when seconds later she finds herself flat on the mat, flat on her chest, with Arch laying atop her, pinning her to the mat with his crotch pressed hard to her ass. Diane would have belted out a good laugh at the absurdity of the position she found herself in if she had not been so totally surprised at how easily Arch had overwhelmed her.
Arch rises, looks at Evie and Diane with all the seriousness he can muster, and says, “I hope this impresses upon you how important it is that you take these lessons seriously. Your health, safety, and virtue depend on it.”
Diane looks at Arch, then Evie. Evie looks at Arch, then Diane. When Diane and Evie lock eyes they can’t help it. They bust a gut. They fall laughing to the floor. They roll in unconstrained mirth. Soon, tears are rolling down their faces. Eventually they settle. They stand and turn to Arch who is clearly pissed, with arms cross and legs spread, he looks like he is going to break them in half.
Evie squares up against Arch, extending her hands in a stop-motion, and says, “Arch. You had me. You had Diane. You had us both, right up to the point you used the word ‘virtue’. Really, you just put the word ‘virtue’ in a sentence about us. Before meeting you, I might have had some ‘virtue’ left, but your cock and Jack’s cock have done a pretty good job shooting the shit out of our virtue!”
Arch’s face turns red. Arch looks like violence is imminent. But then he takes a big breath and he looks deeply in Evie’s eyes, then Dianes, and pauses a sec before saying, “Your ‘virtue’ is mine. Your ‘virtue’ is Jack’s. Your ‘virtue’ is gargantuan and it would kill me if anyone was able to steal it from you. So please, please take your self defense seriously. If not for you, than for me and for Jack, please.”
Diane and Evie can’t help but beam smiles at Arch. So proud and happy to have fallen for such an upstanding outstanding guy. Diane looks at Evie and with unspoken communication the two start slowly stalking toward Arch who waits openly for a reply, so he is surprised when Diane says, “Arch, we will take your lesson super serious, but we need to know one thing first. We need to know what you karate guys where under these outfits of yours. Is there underwear under there?” At which point Evie has fully closed the gap and is untying the black belt and pulling the gi apart while Diane reaches out to grip Arch’s chin to draw his mouth to hers.
Arch is now fully disarmed and at the will of the two beautiful women who have taken total control of the lesson and of his body. Evie has the gi pulled wide and the underlying shorts are also untied and those shorts along with the protective undershorts are around his ankles. Arch’s cock has responded admirably to the frontal attack by rising sword-like to its full 8” length with steel-like hardness. Evie has Arch’s cock in need of self-defense as she attacks its length with licks and strokes and then with full mouth fucking slurping and pumping. Diane continues her assault on Arch’s mouth, engaging in a tongue fight worthy of scorecards and instant replay. Diane ups the assault ante when she lowers he hands from Arch’s chin to his chest as she assaults Arch’s pecs and the peaks on his pecs, his nipples, with strokes, rolls, and pinches.
Arch is soon overcome by the frontal assault and looses his virtue and dignity to the ministration of the vixens mauling his senses and his body. Arch jets his cum into Evie’s waiting mouth and shouts his moans into Diane’s all consuming mouth. Who’s teaching who?
The hour went fast. The facility is closing. The lights are being turned off. Evie and Diane help put Arch back together so they can depart for home. They are at the exit when Arch remembers his book bag is in his gym locker so he runs back to get it. Meanwhile, the facility manager tells Evie and Diane to step outside so she can get the doors locked. Not ones to argue, Evie and Diane step out into the night, where darkness has descended, but with the building behind and the street just steps away they do not feel particularly at risk. That is, until a motorcycle gang rolls up and spies the two on the sidewalk. With practiced precision the motorcycle gang splits with several riders taking to the sidewalk and the others remaining street side rolling slowly forward shepherding Evie and Diane down the sidewalk toward points unknown. Evie and Diane can’t quite believe what is happening and that their need for self defense skills should suddenly be so imminent. It soon becomes clear they are being herded to an un-lit alley behind the gym. They seem to have no recourse but to scream for help as they are turned into alley where they run into its depths. Unfortunately, their screams go unheard above the noise of the motorcycles. It’s a dead end. They are in deep shit.
Arch emerges and looks left, looks right, not seeing the girls. Where are they? They would not leave unless something went real wrong. Arch looks left and right again, and notices the glow of tail lights and the rumble of motorcycles coming from the alley at the end of the building. Arch sprints toward the commotion.
Arch breaths a sigh of relief when he sees Evie and Diane in the motorcycle headlights at the end of the alley. But then Arch moans when he realizes what is going on. Arch does not hesitate, but sprint through the pack of motorcycles to join Evie and Diane in the kill box. One by one the motorcycle riders turn off their engines. Soon the alley is quiet and illuminated dimly by a single headlight. The gang members dismount and close in on Arch, who stands in front of Evie and Diane. Arch announces into the dark air, “If you make way, nobody has to get hurt.”
The gang leader steps forward and laughs, his sinister intent clear. He answers Arch, saying, “Dickwad, there’s only one ass getting hurt to…” … he does not finish his sentence as Arch strikes out with murderous intent and lighting fast strikes to the front row of gang members who are taken down so fast they barely have time to scream for their broken sternums, throats, noses, and knees. Arch’s speed and lethality leaves a wake of screaming bodies writhing on the concrete floor of the alley. Arch pauses and stares down the second row of gang members who are totally shocked by the sudden turn of events. They listen intently as Arch repeats, “If you make way, nobody has to get hurt. Nobody else, that is.”
This time Arch receives the hoped for response as the gang members take multiple steps backward to clear a wide path through the center of the alley for Arch and Evie and Diane to pass. The trio walks quickly through the alley and then turn to quickly head for home.
Jack meets them at home and quickly senses something seriously amiss, he asks, “What’s wrong?” Diane stare up into Jack’s face, eyes wet with unshed tears, and steps forward into Jack’s warm embrace before breaking down in deep sobs of relieved fear. Arch and Evie follow and the two men find themselves encasing the two crying girls in a warm cocoon of safety and love. Diane finally stops sobbing and to no one in particular commands, “Bed, now!”
No one argues as the four step arm and arm through the hallway to the master to hit the king where they all sleep. They crawl onto the bed and all breath deep in the tranquil joy of each others embrace. Not long after, the two girls come down from the adrenaline overdoes and fall into a deep sleep. Arch explains to Jack, “A motorcycle gang cornered them in that alley next to the gym. They were in deep deep shit. Except that I showed up and saved the day. I think I sent half the bastards to the ER. I did the best MMA beast impression ever and we walked, but it was a near thing. Shit if I wasn’t scared and I don’t think I’ll sleep a wink thinking ‘bout how things could have gone wrong.”
Jack, eyes wide, can hard believe the story, though he believes every word. Arch is a dot your “I”s and cross your “t”s honesty kinda guy with Jack, which is in large part why the two have bonded so thoroughly. Jack can only try his best to help and says to Arch, “Holy crap, I am glad it was you who showed up in that alley to save the day, nobody else could. But rest assured, right now, I am on watch and you can stand down.” Reaching into the night stand drawer Jack pulls out a tube and says, “Here, put this on your hands, close your eyes, and just listen to them breath. That’s for you, they are breathing deep and restful because of you. Take it in and take your deserved rest. I’m on watch.”
Jack just smiles back at Arch and says, “I’ve never heard you say that many words all at one time, but your words mean a lot Jack. Thank You. I’m taking your advice and closing my eyes to meditate. Thank You.”
Morning light streams though the sky light, meaning the morning is well underway. Good thing it’s a Saturday. The girls wake together from the sleep of the dead and they peer at one another. They know they dodged a bullet. They draw close in a comforting head to toe embrace taking in the vitality of each other knowing the morning could have been so much different if Arch had not saved them last night. Their embrace shifts to a kiss and from a kiss to sighs and strokes and long head to ass back rubbing celebrating health and life when Jack’s eyes peek open and he rolls to his side to enjoy the show.
Jack whispers, “Arch told me what happened. I am so glad he was there. I am so glad he is who he is and he did what he did. I am so glad you two are safe and here with us right now. If you two don’t mind, I am going to join your self-defense lessons too. I will likely suck at it, but more’s the better, right? I can at least be your punching dummy.” But before either can answer Jack’s question he nods his head toward Arch so as to direct the girls attention to Arch’s hands. Jack continues, “Arch paid the price last night, they looked bad last night and worse this morning.”
Evie and Diane shimmy over to examine Arch’s hands more closely, accidentally waking Arch, who’s eyes slowly clear and when they spy Evie and Diane looking him over he raises his eyebrows and says, “I think I like what I see, you two beauties looking so intently at me, but I’m not sure I like the look in your eyes. Spill the beans, what’s up?”
Evie and Diane beam their award winning smile at Arch for they can sense that his hands are in bad shape but his ego and his libido are just fine. Evie comes to the fore, saying, “Jack, your hands are a mess, so we are going to do a bit of first aid. But first, because your hands are injured, we are going do you a favor and untie and unburden you of these workout pants, so if you’d life your hips a little bit please, and thank you!”
Diane speaks up next, “Oh dear, we hoped you could hit the bathroom for your morning pee, but I see something has come up.” Indeed, Arch’s cock was giving proof to the legend of morning wood as it was sticking near straight up, long and proud and waving slightly to and fro, as though trying to choose between Evie’s nearby mouth, or Diane’s. Arch was relieved when he realized he did not need make a choice for Evie and Diane closed on his cock with Evie converging on his balls then moving to the base and then to tip of his cock from the vantage point of his feet, while Diane enjoyed licking Arch’s belly button and downward to the base of his cock and then upward to its broad tip. The two alternated, taking turns enjoying the tip of his cock, swirling and licking and sucking and pumping.
Between licks, Evie rose to inform Arch, “While these hands of steel heal, you have only got to whisper and we will be at your beck and call. We will be your hands.” Arch tried to formulate a reply, but only managed a wicked little smile, a sigh, and a moan, as Diane continued her ministrations on his swollen cock and sensitive balls.
Jack was enjoying watching the girls, curled sidewise on the bed, taking care of Arch, particularly as the view was spectacular. Diane’s feet were planted in his midriff, while Evie’s feet approached his thighs, so it was not a particular difficult reach for Jack to make when he began rubbing their asses, their thighs, their calves, and their feet. At first they barely took notice, but Jack got their attention when he dug into the bottom of their ticklish feet, and then he dug into the gusset of ass and thigh. Rinse and repeat. The girls were now definitely taking notice as Jack continued his work. Jack could tell, for the girl’s feet had gravitated to his crotch as they were doing their best to wiggle their toes into cock pleasing positions.
Diane grunted in frustration. Diane could not work a PJ string with her feet. She tried and tried. Lifting her head from Arch’s tummy, Diane looked over her shoulder saying to Evie, “You got this, I got that.” Evie, happy to take Diane’s direction raises her head from Arch’s balls, then her ass from the bed, as she locks eyes with Arch and begins a slow crawl up to Arch’s head, pausing to shed pants and panties, whereupon Evie launches herself at Arch’s mouth embarking upon a tongue lip and mouth battle leaving both sighing and panting.
Diane, crawls in the opposite direction, locking eyes with Jack as she angles toward his happy face. Diane smiles back but all smiles end as Diane sheds her yoga pants and assaults Jack’s mouth with her mouth lashing his tongue with her tongue going as deep as their sighs and as light and long as their moans. Diane’s deft left hand finally manages the PJ string and with a nudge of fabric to the south Jack’s cock is released to the wilds making Jack one happy man.
Now the girls have the guys just where they want them, thoroughly warmed up, hot, hard, and ready. And they too are thoroughly warmed up, wet, juicy, and hungry for action. It is only right that they simultaneously and with synchrony worthy of competition raise their legs, straddle their mounts, and impale their throbbing pussies on steel hard cocks. Thereafter begins the rhythm as old as time. They rise, in synch. And then, they fall, in synch. The rhythm gathers speed, like the famous Italian song, but the pairs never loose their synchronous nature. Rise and fall, slurping wet pussies and balls slapping asses. Each pair, shifting gazes from their own partner, to the next, to the next. The build is agonizing due to the pressure of remaining in synch, yet the build is tantalizing because it is controlled chaos, a coming storm, an explosion in the offing.
Evie locks eyes with Diane, scrunches her face as though in pain, signaling her loss of control. Evie’s pussy locks down on Arch’s cock and her moan rises to a high pitch crescendo as she squirts bounties atop Arch’s flat abs, full body blushing and convulsing from head to toes and from pussy to ass to nipples and back. Evie’s release triggers chaos as the room erupts in orgasmic ecstasy as Arch and Jack and Diane hit their peaks marked by squirting, coming, and moaning that would have roused 911.
Happy, and hungry, the four slowly rise from bed, cleanup and get their day started. At breakfast they discuss plans for regular and consistent self defense training and practice exercises. One for all and all for one. Nobody will take the lessons anything but deadly serious.
Evie continues her studies. Time goes on. Evie flies low, it is her way. Evie does not like being noticed, she does not like being the center of attention. Let Arch take it. Let Diane take it. Evie is happy in the background. So, it is much to Evie’s chagrin that she somehow attracts a secret admirer. No she is not flattered, she is pissed. Evie wants no admirer for she wants to garner no unintended attention. But what to do? What does this guy want? Evie’s studies in sociology and psychology and criminology make clear the vast majority of secret admirer’s are men. Her studies also make clear that the longer a secret admirer stays secret the more potentially dangerous they become.
Arch and Diane and Jack know about the secret admirer, but their cleverness has been to no avail in tracking down the culprit. Evie is at a loss, but wonders if there is a way to go on the offensive. So a plan unfolds as Evie starts packing messages to her secret admirer in envelopes that she leaves like bread crumbs in her trail. She does not try to surveil the envelopes, she’s no time for such foolishness when she is certain her scumbag admirer is too clever to be caught that way. Instead, she relies on the messages delivered in each envelope to draw him out. But not directly, no, cleverly, with utmost subtlety, for the admirer would be drawn in with nothing less.
One envelope message reads, “If you like watching me in my hoodies and cargoes, you’ll love seeing me in my Cat-Girl bodysuit with the split seam (you can guess where the spilt is). I’ll be at the sorority Halloween Party dancing my little ass off. See you there. Or not.”
Another envelope message reads, “Since you enjoy my criminology class debates so much, you’ll surely get an even bigger kick out of my sociology of the inner city field study. See you there. Or not.”
One more envelope message goes out. It reads, “Sociology is taxing. I need a break. Going to the park with my special peep. River Park. Saturday. Noon. See your there. Or not.” On the one hand it is an obvious trap that the scumbag should avoid at all costs. One the other hand, its a park so there is lots of room and lots of people, so how risky could it be. The reward is seeing this peep of hers. Who is it? Is it a him? Why does she call him special?
Will curiosity kill the cat?
It’s a nice fall day. Starts cool, but will warm up nicely. Evie dresses in her good ol’ Cat-Girl super svelte super thin super clingy black body suit with the special seam alteration, covered up by one of her favorite hoodies. Evie walks hand in hand into the park with Arch. Just a happy little couple our for a stroll. The two traverse the park, forking onto the path that bends over the river bridge and into the semi-wild woodland beyond. Evie and Arch get more and more friendly as they go. Progressing from hand in hand, to arm in arm. Progressing from a chat, to a low quiet murmur, to whispers in each other’s ears. Progressing from pecks on the cheek, to little kisses, to long hugs, to impassioned kisses. The direction is clear. Amore’ has broken out and the pair obviously wants privacy so when they veer onto a deer trail leading down to a ravine. It is not hard to imagine what the couple has in mind.
It is thus that the admirer, who has been watching from afar, with growing jealousy and growing anger is forced to take to high ground so that he can spy down into the ravine. Luckily, there is a ridge far above that should offer the vantage point he needs to keep his beloved Evie in view. He begins a scurry up the steep incline, both hoping and fearing to get Evie back in view of his telephoto “birding” lens.
Arch and Evie, once out of sight of the path, quickly descent into the depths of the ravine. They find Jack and Diane waiting for them. Jack and Diane are dressed identically to Evie and Arch. Diane even has a look-alike wig to further an effective impersonation. From a distance, nobody will be able to tell that Jack and Evie no longer linger in the ravine bottom as they hustle upstream and around a bend where they commence a near vertical climb to the top of the ridge above them.
Diane and Jack take their role on with due seriousness and once they find a sunny rock to recline on they commence the kissing and fondling that Arch and Evie had displayed on the path above. The excitement of the hunt has their blood running high, so it is not surprising when their kissing starts to get serious. Taking a quick peek around them, they can tell they are visible only to someone else in the ravine, or from a particular spot high on the distant ridge. Great. The kisses get more heated and their reservations about being in public lessen. Jack lifts Diane’s hoody over her head and places it under her bottom. Ever the gentleman. Diane’s version of Evie’s sleek and skin-tight black body suit is revealed in all its splendor and it rocks Jack’s world. Diane’s high and robust breasts seem to beg for release from the form fitting material and the front zipper would make it so easy. But Jack resists temptation, for now, enjoying the mystical sight of Diane’s breasts encased in super thin spandex so thin it fails to hide the outline of a pair of enticing areoles and their peaked nipples. Jack’s willpower begins to dissolve, but in a last digit compromise with himself Jack gets on his knees and bends to Diane’s breasts to pay homage with lips and tongue. Diane seems delighted by Jack’s compromise as she thrusts her chest high and sighs all the louder, spreading her legs wide to better enable Jack’s access to her breasts.
Jack fully takes advantage of his new position, leaning forward all the more to enjoy Diane’s breasts when his willpower finally gives in and he slowly draws down the zipper of the body suit clear down to her navel. Jack reaches up and reverently pulls the body suit fabric apart expose the breasts of his dreams… of any man’s dreams. Jack re-engages mouth to nipple, hands to breasts, licking, stroking, twisting and sucking as Diane moans and begins to gyrate.
Jack notices a certain smell in the air. A certain pheromone associated with female arousal and the animal in him responds as biology dictates. Jack looks down at the gyrating pussy mound hidden by the body suite and he can barely contain his joy when he notices the split seam just below the pussy mound that is exposed by Diane’s spread legs. Jack rejoices as he reaches down to unleash his painfully constrained cock from his hiking pants. In seconds Diane has his cock unfolded and stroked to velvet steel as she positions it at the entrance to heaven. Jack can only hope above hope that the seam split is big enough for his monster cock to fit through, for if it isn’t, both he and Diane may die from unrequited lust.
Arch and Evie go vertical, it’s more dangerous, but it is also the fastest way to the ridge. They catch their breath at the top and then Evie directs Arch to take up an observation position not far from their current post. Evie slowly and quietly moves beyond Arch to the overlook where she is relieved to find an observer intently and unwaveringly focused via his telephoto lens on some distant visage. Evie knows the distant visage is Jack and Diane, the impersonators of her and Arch.
Evie steps closer and knows she is undetected as her scumbag secret admirer is wholly intent on what he spies through his camera. Finally, Evie stops her approach and on purpose snaps a twig lying nearby. Mr. Scumbag nearly jumps out of his shoes and is fortunate he is not too close to the ridge’s edge as he might have toppled himself over. He turns and is stunned when he instantly recognizes Evie, his wet dream and his prey for more than a year, mere feet away. Evie studies the man she has sought out for so long, her tormentor. Evie is so full of angst she actually considers shoving him, hard, right over the edge, ending her nightmare once and for all. But then Evie reconsiders, maybe there is a better way.
Somethings off. Evie cannot figure out from where she knows this guy. Until the lights go on and Evie says to the gaping-mouth scumbag, “So, we finally meet. And I now remember where I’ve seen you. You’re the graphic arts professor Jack had trouble with a couple semesters ago, aren’t you? JanLee and Jack, you remember them? Did you not get enough of a kick out of JanLee? Is that it?”
The scumbag Prof’s adrenaline shock and indignation at Evie’s accurate accusation turns to dark anger. The Prof screams as he bum rushes Evie. Evie, with practiced precision, sidesteps the Prof’s rush and delivers a side kick sending the Prof spiraling to the ground. The Prof slowly rises, sputtering mad, but now cautiously stalking Evie. Once the Prof draws close he delivers a jab and a roundhouse sure his superior strength and reach will put him on top, where he desperately wants to be. Unfortunately, Evie’s lightning fast reflexes and well tuned self defense techniques allow her to easily dodge the Prof’s wild punches as she delivers a painful counter blow to the Prof’s kidney. The Prof, now unbalanced, sprawls beyond Evie toward the rock’s edge and a hundred foot drop. To save himself, the Prof drops to his stomach and prays as his slide on the smooth rock has him all to quickly approaching the rock ledge. The Prof stops sliding, but he cannot catch a breath as his upper body hangs over the edge, his balance precarious, he cannot even move for the threat of a life ending fall.
Jack and Diane, at the foot of the ridge, deep in the ravine, maintain their role in the plan, awaiting the signal, via cell phone, that says the resolution atop the ridge has been reached. But while waiting for the signal, their prime directive is maintaining activity that a scumbag secret admirer cannot take his eyes off. Which means Jack’s aching cock, at the entrance to Diane’s glistening pussy, must move forward. The split in Diane’s body suit had better be wide enough for his cock to fit through or else he just might explode in embarrassment, or he just might Hulk out and rip the body suit clean in half. Jack breaths a sigh of relief and Diane breaths out a moan of pleasure as Jack’s monster cock slips through the seam and slips deep into Diane’s hungry pussy. Jack settles into a good pace watching Diane’s eyes start to roll back when he has half a thought and realizes he has not gotten the signal from the ridge. Jack puts all his effort into slowing the pace, holding off his growing need for orgasmic bliss, because nothing is more important right now then Evie discovering her tormenter. Nothing is more important then Evie getting her revenge.
Evie takes in the Prof’s desperate situation. Thinking. If she does nothing, her troubles may well take care of themselves. Or she can lend a hand and save the scumbag she despises so much. To extend her think-time Evie puts half her weight on the back of the Prof’s thigh to stabilizing his position. Evie thinks and then asks, “If I save your scumbag life, will you leave me alone?” Then Evie thinks a bit more, pulls out her phone, turns on the video camera, and says to the Prof, “Just so you know scumbag, I’m recording this now, and I will ask one more time, do you admit stalking me and tormenting me and if you do, do you want me to safe your sorry ass?”
The Prof, looks over his shoulder locking eyes with Evie, takes a cleansing breath and admits defeat. He replies to Evie’s questions saying, “Yes, I admit I was your secret admirer and I tormented you and I am sorry for it, please, please help me!” Evie pauses, looks behind her, nods at Arch who comes forward. They drag the Prof from the edge and Arch in a conversational tone says to the Prof, “Nice camera, I happen to know Evie here has been shopping for a camera very much like that one.” Arch lets the moment hang, until the Prof gets his meaning and replies, “Evie, I would very much like to gift this camera to you, if you don’t mind.” It’s a good thing Evie is still recording for otherwise she might not have taken the rig but Arch is right, she has been hoping for some time to gather some cash to acquire something akin to the camera being handed to her. While Arch keeps an eye on the Prof, Evie turns the camera round to review shots recently taken and therein finds a video of Diane and Jack in the ravine.
Evie turns the camera to Arch who remarks, “They look good. That looks fun. Should we call give them the signal or should we just keep torturing them?” Evie doesn’t get it, her quizzical look prompts Arch to add, “Jack is down that sweating bullets trying to keep going, until he gets the signal, and we both know Jack can’t last forever.” The Prof is looking a little too interesting in their conversation, so Arch stares him down and commands, “You are excused. But just so you know, if I ever see, feel, or hear you come anywhere near Evie, Jack, Diane or me again, we will not pause to take retribution to heights you do not want to imagine. Got it?”
The Prof, not being dumb, just nods, turns, and very quickly walks away.
Arch turns back to Evie and says, “Put Jack and Diane back in focus and put it on the little screen thing, I wanna see where they are now.” Evie, pushes a couple buttons, twists a ring and sets up the rig near the ridge’s rock ledge. Evie crawls forward to see the screen more clearly and signals Arch to crawl up beside her. Arch and Evie smile when they see Jack grimacing and sweating bullets while slowly stoking his massive cock in and out of the black suited Diane who slowly gyrates and writhes with a look of ecstasy on her face. Arch is struck by his own sudden and nearly overwhelming sense of lust for the exquisite female form laying beside him so he rises to his knees, straddles Evie’s prone body, and pulls Evie up to doggy position. Arch gently nudges Evie’s knees apart so that the seam in Evie’s body suit parts allowing the slightest bit of view of the sweetest, pinkest, most intoxicating pussy centered on the finest ass he has ever beheld. Arch’s cock is instantly pained by constriction and is most relieved as he releases his 8” beast into the day’s sweet air. Evie leans back, looking for Arch’s cock, which Arch quickly aligns and nudges through the body suit seam to find the wet center it seeks.
Arch then gives Evie a command, saying, “Video-call them. Put your phone up there by the camera so they can see us. Tell them it is time.” Evie is anxious to comply. Diane picks up here phone, sees Evie with Arch positioned over her shoulder, who says, “This is your signal that all is well, and then some. And yes, you can put Jack out of his misery!”
Jack overhears, and does not have to be told twice, his balls must have been purple or green or some unnatural color by now, so Jack is overjoyed to let go, to let his pace go from slow to go as he begins pistoning Diane’s pussy with relentless abandon. Jack goes over the edge and lets out a roar akin to a bear as jets of jism launch and launch from his cock power washing Diane’s womb . Diane, not to be outdone, is taken to the heights of orgasmic bliss long delayed but worth the wait as her orgasm runs long and hard, her gyration and convulsions surely tearing her hoody to pieces between her hard body and the harder rocks below.
Arch and Evie watch with relish as their loved ones come apart in well earned bliss. But Arch is happier yet at the prospect of taking his eyes of the video-link and dropping his eyes to the point his cock penetrates Evie’s fine ass, her pussy lips drawing in and out as his cock pistons from tip to root in the age old rhythm of love making as old as time. The birds sing and the breeze blows, but neither notices as time seems to stop as all sensation ceases except that of cock and pussy, Evie and Arch, miles high and drunk on each other, sensations shared. Evie’s pussy gets more and more sloppy as Arch’s cock and balls slap louder and louder and their breathing gets more and more ragged. Finally, knees near bloodied, the two find simultaneous release as their roars spread across the tree canopy below.
Evie leads them home. Evie finds revenge sweet. But Jack and Diane and Arch, far sweeter.