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Chapter 5

Jack Bender had finished watching Cheryl and Cindy fuck each other. He wandered if his feelings about buttfucking were for real. He wondered if maybe it was Cheryl, or just Cindy, who made him feel good for the first time in his life to fuck an asshole. He wanted to be sure because later that night he would be with his wife, Susan, for the first time in six months. It would be a trial for him, one that if it worked out, might mean the happy remake of their marriage.

He hit the boardwalk outside of his apartment and in good spirits headed North along the beach. He had walked a good half-mile when he caught sight of a lovely woman wearing a leopard skin bikini exiting the Pier Side Club. She had long dark legs and a set of finely shaped big tits. He had no idea, when he started to follow her into the Pier Side Club's parking lot, that her name was Dawn.

Lucky for Jack, Dawn's key jammed in the door of her car. It took him a minute to recognize the opportunity to help the young woman because he was spellbound by her shapely body. Finally, however, the moment caught up with him and he rushed to her assistance.

"Can I help?" asked Jack Bender, sliding up next to the car door. He reached his hand down to where Dawn's key had jammed in the lock and slid his fingers onto the key ring. "I'm not very mechanically oriented," he said with a nervous laugh. "but maybe two hands are better than one."

Dawn smiled her mysterious grin and said, "GIve it a try, anyhow."

Jack shook the key and his first efforts failed. "You know," he said, inspecting the tops of her lovely tits as the showed above the strap of her bikini, "in a way I hope I can't get this door open for you."

"She merely smiled and waited for him to try again. He jiggled the key and the lock clicked open. "There you are," he said. "I'm glad I was able to help."

She let her eyes rove down his body. When she saw that he was built nicely and probably well-endowed, she said, "Can I give you a lift someplace?"

Jack thought quickly, "Yes," he said. "I was headed up the beach to a place called Sandy Cliff. It's a club I belong to."

"Hop in," said Dawn. "I'm going up that way."

On the open highwayalong the beach JackBender explained to Dawn the nature of Sandy Cliff. "It's a special new kind of country reset. Anyone can belong if you get a recommendation from a current member. Once you're in you get the privilege of the pool and thejacuzzi, sauna-just about everything they've got there."

"It's not a comdominium,?" asked Dawn, her mysterious smile never for a minute leaving her face.

"Oh, no," said Jack. "You see Sandy Cliff has a rather unique philosophy along with all the other goodies." He paused for a moment because he's caught sight, from a particularly good angle, of Dawn's long dark slender thigh. The smooth flesh of her loins shimmered with the vibrations of her speeding car. "Anyhow," continued Jack, "Sandy Cliff is a kind of new place. Everyone there has the choice of going around nude if they want to. And at any time you can ask somebody to sleep with you. If they're into it, fine. If not, it's no skin. You know what I mean? It's kind of like a free love enclave, but you go there to meet people who are interested in enjoying life and not being uptight. If you want to wear clothes, you do. If you don't want to wear clothes, you don't.

Nice, eh?"

"Only in California," said Dawn, "would you find such a place."

"Yeah, I guess some," said Jack, thinking that he'd lost her. "Probably because of the weather."

They drove the next couple of miles in silence. Jack, of course, had a hard time keeping eyes off of Dawn's lovely dark body, When they came within a mile of Sandy Cliff, it was Dawn who spoke first, "If it's not imposing," she said softly, "I wonder of I might join you today at Sandy Cliff?"

"Hey," said Jack, delighted to hear this request. "You call that imposing? No way. It would be one of the nicest things that ever happened to me."

"Great," said Dawn, brushing a wave of her dark hair back behind her ear.

"Which way?"

"A right off the Coast Highway at that signal," said Jack.

Dawn's little sports car took the hairpin curves as if the roadwere especiallymade forher. She made straightaway out of the lesser banked turns and within a few minutes the new couple slid to a stop on the gravel driveway in front of Sandy Cliff.

"There we are," said Jack. "Let's check in."

They took to the dressing rooms where the guest book was located, Dawn elected, as did Jack, to enter nude. Jack's heart raced as he escorted one of the loveliest women he'd ever been with through the entrance to the Sandy Cliff grounds.

An expanse of grass interrupted only the brooks and wrought iron furniture stretched out before them. To the right, as they passed the pool, they notice a group of nude bathers, both men andwomen, stretched out inlazy response. In the pool were a group of young members busily batting around a white rubber ball.

Further down the path, where Jack and Dawn finally sat down, were two or three couples sitting in crossed legged positions discussing what seemed like a serious subject.

"Shit," said one of the women, "if you can't fuck when you want to, what can you do?" She was angry that another member of the group had said that certain kinds of sexual behavior lead to promiscuity.

The man next to her had a huge hardon. He said, "I think you're right, Claire.

What do you say you and I go off someplace?"

Claire answered simply as she watched the mane caress her arm and bare leg.

"O.k." somehow it was apparent that the two of them had never met.

"See," whispered Jack in Dawn's ear, "that's the Sandy Cliff philosophy. You can just go off with someone and ball them. Anytime you like, any way you like.

Just so both people agree."

"It's kind of nice," said Dawn. She eyed a tall blond getting up from the circle of nude philosophers. "He's pretty," she said, watchingthe man's hairlessbuns disappear behind a grove of closely cropped bushes and hedges.

"You know," she said, "I think I'd like to join this place."

Jack to Dawn bye the arm. "I'd like to sort of sneak off some place with you, Dawn. Would you like that?"

I think I would," she said. She slid her hand down into his crotch and caressed his naked penis. A quick tingling crawled up Jack's spine and when the chill landed in his brain he said, "I know just the place." He took Dawn by the hand and led her out across a brook. They waded down a cobblestone pathway half-submerged in the rushing water and found themselves in a rocky, isolated cove out of sight on the other side.

"This is so pretty," said Dawn. She looked like a statue specially designed for Sand Cliff.

Jack lifted his hands and caressed one nipple and then the other on Dawn's lovely chest. "Oooooh," she sighed softly. "You're so gentle."

She sat down and Jack sat next to her. She leaned down into his crotch and kissed his balls and his cock. She took his firming prick in her hand and rested it in her palm. With one finger of her other hand she caressed the top of his dick. She found him quick to hardon. His penis stuck out and up with a small bend in the shaft. When he was tremendously hard, she slid his penis between her lips.

"Ooooooh, said Jack. "That's good."

She sucked his cock into her mouth. The entire piece of meat slid easily into her face. She started to work feverishly on him, but then she took his dick out of her mouth. "Jack," she said. "I think it would be better if you stood up."

"Sure, Dawn," said Jack. He stood up and she hinted to him that he should spread his legs. She slid her palms up his loins, up the inside of his thighs, and he took the position one might use for doing a jumping jack. "Ahhhh," she cooed, taking his cock in her hand, "now I can have you the way I really want to."

She slid his dick into her face. Most of it disappeared down into her mouth and long throat. She slid one hand under his balls and her neat soft forearm rubbed his nuts. Her hand slid nicely up into his asscrease. "I love it," said Jack.

He watched her working on his stiffening prick. He'd gone harder than he thought he would as she sucked him off. Her finger wandered here and there in his ass crease and soon he felt himself ready for a little heavier sex. He reached his hands down to the soft cheeks of her face and pulled her head deeper into his crotch. His cock slid down her throat. "Mmmmm," she hummed.

"Mmmmm." The vibrations rattled his rod and nuts. He felt like he might very well come in her face were it not for the fact that he still wished to experiment with her asshole.

"You know," he said, "I'll come this way if I'm not careful."

"Oh," she moaned, taking his slippery cock out of her mouth. "You better not do that." She put her hands on his hips and asked him to turn around. More than happy to do so, Jack provided Dawn with access to his ready asshole.

"Mmmm," she said, peering up between his buns, "you have a nice little sphincter there." She indicated to him that he should get down on his hands and knees which he did. Then she slid her hands up onto his buttocks and plyed apart the hairy cheeks. She looked into the crevice and examined the hole below. "Mmmm," she said, her mysterious smile coming across her face again. "I like that." She dropped her tongue into the hole and pressed her lips around as much of the entrance to Jack's shithole as she could get hold of. Her tongue did all the rest.

"Oh, goooooood," Jack said. "I can use a nice friendly ream." He spread his legs a little more. He wanted Dawn to have all the room to move in that she could use. She held his buns back so as to be able to shoot her tongue into and out of the ass crease at will. Then she began her fabulous eating.

"Aaaaaahhhhh," creamed Jack. "Delicious!"

"You're the one who's delicious," countered Dawn. While she slid her tongue in and out of his bunghole, she also played with his cock and balls. The saliva reaming on his dick from her fine sucking served to lubricate the skillful manipulation she now proceeded with. Thus, while she ate his asshole she jerked his rod.

"Mmmm," said Jack, "you've got me going at both ends."

"Mmmm," said Dawn. She hummed and tooted in answer to his cooing, but most of all she concentrated on giving him a through reaming.

Jack looked down his chest and past his belly to where dawn worked feverishly with her hands on his hot slippery meat. She'd managed to brighten the color of his erection, to lengthen and fatten the dimensions of his already thick shaft, and to so arouse his lusty passions that he could hardly contain himself. In one swift moved he jerked his asshole out of the reach of her tongue, threw her hands of his thudding meat, and shove her to the ground on her belly.

"Ooooh, God, no," screamed Dawn. "Please, no!" She knew full well that in his aroused state Jack Bender might very well turn her asshole into a garbage pit.

She wanted a good fucking, but not somethingthat would wipe herout completely.

But no matter how she pleaded, Jack remained oblivious to her voice. Her prayers were made in vain.

He flung his body down between her legs and slapped her on the ass. She instinctively began to crawl away. But there was no escape. He slashed at her asshole crack and took a good firm grip on one cheek, as if her buttocks were nothing more than sacks of easily picked up cheese, and once having parted them, he shoved his inflamedand galvanized cock into her only slightly lubricated asshole. The muscle, fortunately, opened and eased the rape of Dawn's asshole. But only slightly, and not enough to prevent her incessant bleating.

Had they been anywhere but Sandy Cliff, the noisy fucking might have been called to and end. But it was standard policy at the compound not to interrupt a couple in coitus of any sort. And so it was that Jack continued to drill Dawn's asshole.

"Oh, shit me around!" she cried. "It's too fucking fast and too fucking much!

Give me a break, Jack!"

He couldn't have heard her if he wanted to. His lusty cock plunged deeper and deeper into her shit cervice. The juice on his dick lubed the way and without trying to hard, he's managed to bury his entire hot cock inDawn's bunghole.

"Fucking-A!" she wailed. "It's too fucking much!"

Her attempts to escape only heightened Jack's passions. When she tried to crawl, he used the opportunity to pull out. When she seemed on the verge of leaving him altogether, he lept forward, driving his dynamic prick further into the canyon. When she wiggled and made efforts to shake him loose, the shaking and jiggling increased the stimulation to his prick. And he could only relieve the tension thus created by further subjecting Dawn's ass to his terrible relentless beating.

"Oooooh, fuck!" she finally submitted. She stood still on her hands and knees for the terrific grinding in her bunghole.

Jack appreciatedher cooperationand thrust his jackknifing prick in and outof Dawn's butt atan incredible pace. Soon he was using her asshole as though it were a cunt. The thick sphincter muscle took a firm hold on Jack's fat penis and milked him of his semen. He squirted off a short load and slid his cock out of Dawn's well reamed asshole.

"WOw," he said, rolling over next to the stream of running water. "That was really something!"

"Yeah," said Dawn, rubbing her somewhat shaken asshole. "You're telling me!"

He watched her long lean body move gracefully to the side of the rushing brook.

She leaned sown and sprinkled water on her pussy and then on her asshole. She knew he was watching her, and slowly but surely Dawn's mysterious smile crept back between her lips.