Date: Sun, 15 Jan 2012 09:31:37 +0100
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: Our Summer Place. Part Ten.

Part Ten

   It was about a month later that I picked up on a story that we had
printed. I was now really coming and going when I liked, having a free rein
as it were, as long as I was seen to be doing or learning something. A girl
had gone missing. Eighteen years of age and lived at home with her
parents. She had gone out with her boyfriend and another couple to a disco
one evening, and vanished. Her name was Dawn Travers and disappeared from
the disco between eleven and midnight, three weeks ago.

   Being of the press, I could get access into the local precinct and by
hypnotising one of the detectives, was able to read all statements that
they had taken. They had started on her boyfriend before the other two who
were with them, her parents, the janitor where she lived and all those that
they could trace who were at the disco that night. They failed to trace any
taxi drivers who might have picked her up and nobody claimed to have seen
her leave.

   After noting down the names of these interviewed, I began my own
interviews, starting with Malcolm Bering junior, the boyfriend. I
hypnotised him and learned that in the pressed pack of bodies on the dance
floor and what with the strobe lighting, didn't miss her until him and the
other two finally met up to find that she was missing. The other two gave
me the same story and then I checked with the parents, they had friends
round on that evening who didn't leave till well after one o'clock in the
morning.

   The next was Henry Barnet, the janitor of the block of apartments where
the Travers lived. I was invited into his basement apartment where I
hypnotised him and started off with the usual questions.

   `Did you see Dawn leave the block?' I asked.

   `Yes.'

   `What time was this?'

   `About nine o'clock. She was with her boyfriend and I saw them get into
a car that had two others inside.'

   `So that was the last time you saw her?'

   `No.'

   That jolted me. For there was nothing in his statement saying that he'd
seen her after leaving for the disco.

   `What time was this?' I asked him.

   `About eleven thirty.'

   `Where?'

   `In the disco.'

   `You went to the disco? Why?'

   `I wanted to have sex with her. I wanted to see her naked body before me
and I wanted to fuck her,' he replied.

   `How did you get her out of the disco?' I asked, not taking notes
because I was recording this and knew I had a scoop on my hands.

   `I told her that her father had sent me because her mother had been
suddenly taken ill. She couldn't follow me out quick enough. I had the car
outside and she got in and we drove off.'

   `What happened then?'

   `I drove away and when we got to the turn off for our road, I passed it
and carried on. When she started to shout that I'd missed the turning, I
hit her with my fist. I had to hit her another two times before we were out
of the city to where I wanted to go. I pulled off the highway onto a track
and a short while after, I stopped and got her out of the car.

   She was still crying and begging me to take her home but I grabbed her
halter top and pulled it up over her head, knowing that she wasn't wearing
a bra. There then was those two big pair of tits that she had been teasing
me with for several years now and they were now mine.

   I put both of my hands on them and she started to move back, trying to
pull herself free but tripped over a branch and fell onto her back. It
didn't take long to pull down her skirt and panties at the same time as she
tried to twist and turn to stop me. I hit her again before I got my
trousers down and fell on her, shoving my prick up inside her.

   I held her arms down with mine as I lay full length on her, fucking her
and making my dream come true. She tried to bite me and began to scream, so
I put my hands to her throat and squeezed to stop her. I held on tight as I
began to come inside her wet cavern, grinding myself down as I sent my load
up into her, still squeezing her tight. I think she came too as she bucked
underneath me until she flopped back like a rag doll. Well and truly fucked
by a real man.

   I wiped myself on her panties and lay down beside her and started to
kiss and play with her tits, but she didn't respond and then I realised
that she was dead. I didn't panic. I put my cock away and started to dig a
hole next to her body with bits of a tree until it was about two feet deep
and rolled her in and threw her clothes in as well before covering her up
and smoothing out the ground.'

   `Can you describe the place you buried her?' I asked, my mind racing at
hearing all this. He went on to tell me roughly where he'd buried her.

   `What did you do after you'd buried her?' I asked.

   `Got back in the car and drove round to my girl friend's place and took
her back to my flat.'

   `What time did you pick her up and get to your flat?'

   `Between half one and two o'clock.'

   `Your girl friend said that you picked her up at eleven and that she
stayed the rest of the night with you,' I said, remembering what she had
said.

   `That's what I told her to say.'

   `Thanks very much Mr. Barnet. That concludes this interview,' and I gave
the date and time for the record.

   I couldn't wait to get back and transcribe what I had down on the tape,
but knew that the job was only half done. I went and found Daniel and asked
him to find a Polaroid camera and come with me. With him and the camera, I
drove out to try and find the spot where Dawn Travers had been buried. I
found four sites that could be as it had been described to me and Daniel
took a picture of each for me and I noted where each had been taken.

   We then went back to the block of flats where Barnet lived and leaving
Daniel in the car, went and spoke to Barnet again. I hypnotised him as soon
as he saw me in the doorway. For the benefit of the tape that was running,
I gave my name, date and time of the interview and showed him the four
marked pictures and asked him to identify the place where the girl was
buried. He indicated that it was picture B which I confirmed verbally for
the tape. I thanked him and broke the spell as I left.

   I returned to the car and drove off to Barnet's girlfriend, one Ethel
Wightman. Daniel came with me and she let us into her small flat and I told
him to stay back a bit so that the tape only picked up Ethel's and my
voice. I didn't let him see me put her into a trance as I began to
interview her. I spoke for the tape saying that the statement that she'd
given to the police as Barnet's alibi, was a pack of lies and that he
hadn't picked her up till one in the morning. She admitted this, which was
enough for me and I turned off the tape and stood up and took off my T
shirt.

   `Now Ethel, you are going to pull my trousers down and take my cock
out.' I already had an erection knowing what I was going to do. `You are
going to hold my cock first and smile up at me and you are to ignore the
flash that you will see.' I said to her. `Daniel. I want you to take
several pictures of her with my cock in her hand and her sucking on
me. Make sure you get her face clearly doing this.' He came over and knelt
down next to me as Ethel went down onto her knees and held my cock close up
to her face as he took the first picture. Then a couple more of her sucking
on me and the final one was of her with her mouth open and the head of my
cock quite close so that he was able to get a good shot of my come flying
out of the end and into her open mouth.

   `Now suck the rest out and lick me clean,' I said to the kneeling woman
and found she was quite good at doing this. I pulled my trousers up and put
my T shirt back on as she got up too and sat down in an armchair. `Now
Ethel, you are going to remember that you've sucked on my cock and that you
did it of your own free will and enjoyed it,' and I then bent forward and
whispered in her ear. `Now blink twice and wake up.' This she did and gave
me a smile. I went and sat down opposite her and looked at the pictures
that Daniel had taken, him giving me a smirk as he passed them over.

   `In a day or two's time Ethel, the police are going to interview you
again. This time tell them the truth about the time that your boyfriend
picked you up. If you don't tell the truth this time, these pictures will
be copied and sent to your friends and relatives, believe me,' I said as I
let her see them.

   `Oh!' she gasped as she saw them. `You didn't...you shouldn't...you
couldn't...'

   `I will if you don't tell them the truth. If you do, I will return these
to you,' I said, putting them away in my pocket. We left her looking rather
downcast and returned to the car.

   `David. Let's stop off at the flat,' he said rather hoarsely. `Seeing
her go down on you has turned me on and I want you to fuck me.'

   In spite of only just having come inside a mouth, I felt myself rising
up to his request and so that's where I drove to. We went inside and
straight into the bedroom where he feverishly pulled all my clothes off
before taking his own off and getting out a condom and giving me a quick
suck before rolling it down over my now hard shaft.

   He was quickly onto the bed where I followed and got behind him to see
the lovely cheeks of his arse waiting for me to part them and fill his
backside with my throbbing organ. It was a pleasure to enter his tight
little hole again, having him squeeze every inch of it as it smoothly slid
into him till I could go no further. I nestled his cheeks against my thighs
and gave a twitch to my organ which brought a groan from him before I
started to move and give him the fuck he was begging for.

   Having only come a short while ago, I was able to last over five minutes
in my fucking of him before holding his hips tight to ram myself hard at
him as I came inside the rubber. He was crooning as I shafted him and also
gurgled with delight as I came. There was no protest when I leaned heavily
on his back and bore him down onto the bed and began continuing to move
myself inside him as he masturbated the bed cover till he came too.

   It was two happy bunnies that went back to the Tribune where I told
Daniel not to breath a word to anyone about anything we'd done that day. I
then collared one of the paper's photographer's and took him out to where I
now knew that Dawn Travers was buried. Here I had him take a couple of
shots of the site before returning to the paper. While he was getting the
photos printed, I transcribed Ethel's statement onto paper and when I had
the photos, I went along with these, the tapes and my sheaves of paper to
Mr Baines office.

   He didn't believe what I had got at first until I played him the tapes
and then he went ape shit. He called in my father and our lawyer and the
tapes were played again.

   Father was over the moon but the lawyer said that we couldn't publish
the statements until after the trial of Henry Barnet though references
could be made that it was a Tribune reporter that had uncovered the
truth. The picture could be published asking if this was the site where the
unfortunate girl's body lay, but all that I'd uncovered was to be handed
over to the police for them to arrest Barnet and do their own interrogation
of him.

   Our photographers and reporters were at the site when the police began
digging for the body of Dawn Travers and then surrounded the site with a
canvas enclosure when they found some remains. The body was then taken to
the city morgue where an autopsy was performed and through dental records,
proved it was that of the missing girl. It was also said on the report that
she had been sexually assaulted before being strangled to death.

   Henry Barnet was immediately arrested and charged with her murder and
photographed, finger printed and a DNA sample taken for analysis. This
latter was objected to by his lawyer when he entered a plea of not guilty
on behalf of his client. This was also brought into the prosecution's case
that it was positive and the lawyer objected again. Even though the judge
had upheld the objection, the jury still heard the result.

   I wasn't in court because I was a prosecution witness but wasn't called,
for Barnet changed his plea mid trial to guilty.

   The bloody annoying part of the whole thing was that I didn't even get
to write up the story. This the editor did, though at least he gave me the
by-line which I had to settle for, as he wrote it better than I would have
done.

   The police of course were delighted with what was handed to them and the
bastards still tried to claim the credit for catching the rapist and
murderer. Mind you, this claim was shot down by the Tribune after sentence
had been passed on Barnet. We also had scooped the rival papers and it was
a real feather in my cap when the judge said that it was through the
diligence of a cub reporter of the Tribune that led the rapist and murderer
being brought to trial.

   Connie couldn't praise me enough and neither could my family and the
rest of them back at Elm Close. They began queuing up to be fucked by
me. Connie was first, then Daniel and Freddie and even Gina. She collared
me in town and so I took her to Daniel's flat and gave her right rogering
as well as plating her and giving her three orgasms that afternoon.

   To cap it all, even my old college teacher Linda Turner picked me up one
afternoon outside the offices and took me to her place. As soon as we were
inside the front door of her bungalow, she had me in her arms giving me a
good tongue feeling kiss before breaking off and sending home a baby
sitter. Baby? I looked at her left hand and didn't see a wedding ring and
got a hollow feeling in my stomach when I saw that the child was about four
years old.

   `What's the baby's name?' I asked, butterflies in my stomach.

   `David,' and she saw the look on my face and hurried on, `but you're not
the father. Same name but he's not yours.' I still wasn't convinced of this
for she wouldn't say any more on the subject and it didn't stop me from
being led into her bedroom where we kissed again before getting undressed
and onto the bed.

                                                         *

   `Even better than last time. You've improved David,' she said sleepily
after having her first orgasm with me using my tongue, teeth, lips and
mouth up between her legs. Giving her a second one when I was stretched out
on top and inside of her with my throbbing prick. Her fingers digging into
my shoulders as we fucked and there's me hoping that she hadn't left any
claw marks for Connie to see. She hadn't and it was a lovely afternoon as
far as I was concerned and took her again before we got dressed and she
drove me back into the city centre, taking the baby in its own strapped
chair in the back.

   Even with my coup of the Barnet/Travers affair, I still wasn't really
let loose on my own and had to go out with other more experienced
reporters. They would let me write the first draft which they then tore to
shreds and rewrote the story that would appear in the paper. But I was
learning and the more that I wrote, the less was scored out with the thick
blue pen of the editor.

   Before we knew it, summer was upon us again and it was only two weeks
from graduation day for Donald and Vera. It was during my weekly session
with Daniel, loving having his tight little arse to fuck which I had just
done, that he asked me rather coyly if I would take him down to my summer
place for a loving weekend.

   `I've got something rather special that I'd like you to see,' he said
somewhat enigmatically.

   I just finished covering a court case and wanted to write up about it
and thought that it would fit in nicely. (Take that pun whichever way you
like, though Daniel had his own way of taking it). So I agreed and told
Connie that I was going down to our summer place to write my piece and
wanted the quietness and solitude to do so. She was a bit peeved but agreed
to my going.

   Mid afternoon on the Friday, I gave Daniel the wink and we met outside
the offices and got into my car and off we went. I didn't bother taking a
suitcase, though he had a small bag, and in the small town before our
summer place, we stopped off to get food for our stay at the
house. Vegetables, milk etc, the perishables we kept to a minimum, getting
a ready meal for this first night that just needed heating up in the oven
or microwave.

   Daniel was delighted when he saw how isolated the four houses were and I
told him that mine was one of the middle ones and the others belonged to
the other three families. I parked the car and we carried in the groceries
and put them on the kitchen table and went into each other's arms and
kissed. He could feel that I had an erection and broke off the kiss.

   `Go and have a swim while I put these things away and prepare the
surprise I've got for you. Give me half an hour and then come back in,' he
said, still not giving me a hint as to what he had for me though he knew
what I really wanted. So I undressed there in the kitchen and went out
naked for that swim. I'd already told him that it was going to be a naked
weekend for there wouldn't be anybody else around we were that secluded. I
trotted off down the beach and threw myself into the water for my swim. The
water was still a bit on the cold side but it didn't take long to get used
to it as I ploughed through the water for half a mile before swimming back.

   I stayed out that half hour as he had asked and trotted back up to the
house and rinsed the sand off my feet at the veranda's edge and picked up a
towel and began to dry myself as I walked into the kitchen. The table was
laid for two with a pair of candles, unlit at the moment, glasses and a
bottle of opened wine ready but no Daniel.

   `Daniel? Where are you?' I called out.

   `Here in the lounge. I've lit a fire,' he called back and I went through
still towelling myself and then dropped the towel in amazement, also
getting an instant erection.

   There was Daniel, or I should say Danielle, standing by the fireplace
wearing a dress, make-up, wig and high heeled shoes, and looked absolutely
stunning.

   `My God. You look beautiful,' I said, staggered at this transformation
from man to woman.

   `I can see that you're pleased,' he giggled, looking at my throbbing
cock standing out proud in front of me. I quickly moved over and took him
into my arms and kissed him, getting to taste lipstick on his lips for the
first time. It also felt as though he had breasts for I could feel the
lumps on his chest and guessed he was wearing a padded bra. My erection was
paining me as it dug into his stomach and I could feel that he had one too
underneath his dress.

   `You want me and I want you,' he said huskily as we broke off the kiss
for breath. `Here, now please David,' he begged and pulled me towards the
sofa where he turned round and lifted up the back hem of his dress and lay
forward over the arm. With the dress up to his hips I could now see his
backside framed by the suspender belt round his waist holding up the
stockings that he was wearing. I couldn't tell from the angle that he was
lying if it was indeed a man or woman bending over and waiting to be
fucked.

   I couldn't wait to look for or bother with a condom but parted the
cheeks of his bum and saw the small puckered arsehole that he wanted, and I
wanted, to fill with my pulsating piece of flesh. I held his hips, my
fingers touching his suspender belt and roughly pushed my cock up into his
arse. He gasped at the forced dry entry but gave out a gurgle as my thighs
met his and my balls slapped the cheeks of his bum.

   `God it's turned you on David. You're bigger than ever,' he gasped as I
paused to feel the heat of his insides surrounding my cock while his
sphincter muscle kept squeezing me tight. `Love me and fuck me pleeeease
David,' he cried, drawing the word out and so I did just that. My hands
kept caressing his hips as I moved myself in and out, revelling in the fact
that I was in a kind of heaven in fucking this man/woman beneath me.

   My own love juice providing the lubricant for the smooth ride I was
getting, loving the tightness of his arsehole. Too soon I was mashing my
thighs tight up to his as I came in buckets, or so it seemed, him cooing at
each surge of my seed inside him.

   I was panting heavily when I'd finished having had the best fuck we'd
ever had between us and pulled out and helped him stand up in front of
me. I pushed the straps of the dress off his shoulders and let it fall to
the floor for me to see him properly from the front of him in this female
underwear. It was only the erection sticking out from between his thighs
that told me it was a man and not a woman standing before me.

   I pushed him backwards so that he fell flat on his back on the sofa, his
legs still over the arm, his erection flopping up onto his stomach. I knelt
down and pulled this upright and took him into my mouth and gave him the
best head I could. His hands could only reach my head and he was running
his fingers through my still damp hair as I sucked and tongued him till he
came, which wasn't long, and I took it all in and licked him clean when
he'd finished.

   `Now go and wash yourself David,' he said as I sat back onto my heels,
he had tears in his eyes, `while I get our dinner ready.' I got up in a
daze and went upstairs and washed myself before returning down below, not
bothering to put any clothes on. Danielle was in the kitchen and the
candles had been lit and the wine poured and he was just putting our dinner
plates down on the table. He had found a pinny to wear and he really looked
like a woman from behind with the ties of the pinny trailing down between
those lovely cheeks of his bum.

   We sat down opposite each other and he smiled at me as he lifted his
glass.

   `Thank you for bringing me to this wonderful place David. Your...what do
you call it?'

   `Our summer place,' I replied lifting my glass up too and they clinked
together.

   `Can...can I call it by that name too?' he asked in a small voice.

   `Yes,' I said, my voice thick.

   `Then let us drink to our summer place and may all who come here be as
happy as I am to be here with you,' he said, tears in his eyes as we
touched glasses again.

   I can't remember what it was we ate for that meal and I wondered if I
was falling more in love with Danielle than I was with my wife Connie. It
was a thought I pushed to the back of my mind as we left the dinner things
on the table to go up to bed.

   I followed him up the stairs, him still without the dress on and I
watched the cheeks of his bum, framed by the suspender belt, move from side
to side. Only small movements but enough to start my arousal again and I
stroked them as I followed him up to our room. We kissed and mashed our
cocks together and broke away panting as he began to take this underwear
off.

   `No,' I said, my voice hoarse. `Leave it all on while we make love.' His
eyes were shining and I could see that he saw that I was pleased at his
dressing up to surprise me and it evidently pleased him too. He got onto
the bed and pushed, with some difficulty, his prick between his legs and
really did look like a coy woman lying there on the bed. With his cock
hidden only letting his pubic hair being shown and what with him wearing
this bra as well as the stockings, well, he looked terrific.

   I fell on top of him and almost knocked all the breath out of him as he
took my full weight, squashing my throbbing prick between our stomachs as
we kissed with a real passion. He kept gasping between kisses and so I soon
rolled off and told him to move. He didn't quite understand what I meant
until I pulled the pillows down the bed next to his hips and plumped them
up.

   Now he understood and let me help him get his hips settled on top of
them so his rear end was up high and his shoulders down on the bed. With
there being four pillows his backside was now on a level with my hips and
throbbing cock. His legs were splayed out and he watched as I rolled a
condom down on my shaft and then moved between his legs and pulled them up
so that his ankles were on my shoulders. It creased up his midriff but now
we were able to look at each other and I was now going to be able to see
the expressions on his face as I entered and fucked him.

   He smiled and mouthed a kiss at me as I grasped his thighs as I moved
closer and then with the tip of my prick touching his arsehole, pulled him
towards me as I moved forward. His eyes went wide as I began to enlarge his
backside as I pushed and I saw the slight wince as it reached its expansion
limit and then it turned into a smile as the head of my cock slid inside
him.

   `Oh David,' he crooned as I kept pulling him back onto me as my shaft
followed the head and filled his back passage. `I can now see that you
enjoy this,' he gasped as my thighs reached the cheeks of his arse and
could go no further, and made him smile as I twitched my cock and felt him
squeeze me in turn.

   It was lovely to see his sparkling eyes and wide smile as I moved my
hips and fucked him. It was an awkward position for him to be in, creased
up as he was, bent almost in half with his legs up high against my
shoulders while his shoulders were still down on the bed.

   With him bent like this, his cock, stiff as a board, was bouncing up and
down on his lower chest and I was just able to reach it and masturbate him
as I fucked away at his ring piece.

   `Oh my God, this is lovely,' he cried, trying to look at my face and at
my hand at the same time, to see the eye of his cock wink as I moved it in
my hand. I was throbbing inside of him and he was throbbing in my hand as I
moved in two different ways.

   `I'm coming David, I'm coming,' he cried out and tried to arch his back
which was impossible and his sperm suddenly erupted from the eye of his
cock, shooting out in several streams up high onto his chest.

   Just watching the agony and ecstasy on his face as his semen poured out
triggered me to come inside him. That was rather difficult to try and pull
him back onto me with one hand as I bucked my hips up to the cheeks of his
arse as I came. He said afterwards that I had a look of pure joy and love
on my face as I came, but I doubted the love bit, for I would have said
pleasure instead.

   I didn't stay inside him for I guessed it was rather painful creased up
as he was and quickly pulled out to a grimace from him that changed to
relief as his legs I let slip from my shoulders to fall down either side of
me. His arms opened up as I pulled off the condom and fell forward again,
squashing him with my weight, smearing my chest with his coming. We kissed
and to help ease him, rolled over onto my back, pulling him so that he was
then on top of me.

   `That was a great fuck David. Being in that position, I felt you touch
places you hadn't before and it made me more excited,' he said with much
pleasure. `And to see your face at the same time, well, it was wonderful
and I love you.' He then slithered down my body and took my still
reasonably hard cock into his mouth and sucked and cleaned me up. It was a
fitting end to our coupling and when he'd finished, he got up and took off
that underwear and went and had a shower. I too had to have one and we then
lay in each other's arms till we went into a sixty nine position and
enjoyed the playing, scratching and sucking on each other till we
came. Sleep followed shortly.

                                                         *

   We stayed naked all over Saturday and Sunday. Eating, sun-bathing and
swimming in the nude. I even got to fuck Daniel out in the sea with the
water lapping up round us as I flowed and ebbed in his backside till I
came, washing myself in the water afterwards. The only concession to
clothing was a pinny for him cooking breakfast and getting dressed up in
his female attire for dinner to give me the pleasure of taking the dress
off to fuck him wherever it was our pleasure. I think he got a great kick
out of this dressing up and wondered if he would be doing this back at the
flat in the city.

   We did try a new position as the Saturday lunch was being prepared. It
was only a cold scratch meal as it was only meant to tide us over till
dinner. It was just watching him move about the kitchen and seeing the bare
cheeks of his bum move that gave me the urge to stick my dick in between
them that I got a steaming hard on again.

   I was sitting on a hard back chair and I called him over and he smiled
at seeing my cock standing up hard and waiting to be used. He went down
onto his knees and took me into his hot mouth and began to tease me with
his teeth and tongue, but I had another place in mind that I wanted to put
it. I pulled him up and closer to me very hard, making him open his legs to
straddle mine as I sat on the chair.

   `Now sit down,' I said, my voice quite husky and I saw his eyes light up
as though a light had just been switched on in his mind. He felt my hand
move between us and the tip of my cock brush his bum as I held it upright
and he licked his lips and slowly lowered himself down onto my upstanding
prick, wincing at the entry but that turned to smiles as the head slipped
in and he sank down, taking it all up into his arse till he was astride of
me with my cock fully up inside him.

   `Now this is togetherness,' he said as his arms were now round my neck
and they tightened as he kissed me. My arms round his back pulling him
closer so that our chests met and it was like this that we were able to
kiss as he slowly eased his body up and down as he rode my prick. Which at
the same time was using our bodies to masturbate him and we both came at
the same time. He cried out in delight at this new way of fucking saying
that he loved doing it when we could kiss at the same time.

   He lifted himself off me so that I could wash myself at the kitchen sink
and he then went and licked his own coming off my chest while I,
afterwards, went down and sucked out what was left inside his wilting cock.

   It was a lovely weekend of male sex and it was with regret that we both
went back to the city on the Monday morning, back to work.

                                                         *