“Um, ah...”Frida giggled, and it was the first time she had actually giggled since before Fred had gotten on that bus, headed for band camp.“I g...ess I kinda weirded you out anyway,” she said. “Maybe I shoulda wore a dress?”“Wow!” Greg blurted out. “You are so pretty!”Frida managed, for a second, to almost look bashful.“Thank you.”“So, um...” the boy started over, “what do you want to do? I mean, I know what we want to do, but I mean, um ... how much do ... er ... I sound like an idiot.”“No,”. Clearly impressed, he buys a pack. Upon returning home he tells his wife about them. “Olympic condoms?” she replies: “What makes them so special?” The man says: “Well, there are three colours - gold, silver and bronze.” “What colour are you going to wear tonight? “She asks wearily. “Gold of course, “says the man proudly. The wife gives him a withering look and says: “What about silver? It’d be nice if you tried coming second for a change.”A sausage factory owner was showing his arrogant son. Very nice, already a B cup I think. Later,” she said as she turned out the light and closed the door.I started to have a panic attack, but was held down so firmly that I couldn’t move. I tried to scream but the ball gag muffled my efforts. I am sure she prepared well and nobody was going to hear me anyway. I tried to relax a little and review all she had done to me. All of a sudden I felt it. The machine behind me started to hum and a warm sensation filled my ass. This wasn’t so bad I thought.. .Mark sat on the couch watching the Sunday night game. At least he was trying to watch but in truth he couldn't even tell you who was playing. When she had left and he finally had time to relax he had been happy. He would finally be able to think straight and maybe now his aching cock could have a little break from standing at attention. But as he sat there staring at the tv all he could think about was the events of the day. The way her ass had felt in his hands. Her body pressed against his..