0 comments/ 97550 views/ 1 favorites Her Desire By: allyourpleasure Forward: I had written this story in several stages a few years back for a young lady that I worked with in the same office. Casey, while not her real name, is a very real and incredibly erotic beautiful young lady. All of what follows is written by myself but with her input as the story progressed. So while written from a man's perspective, much of this is a woman's desire. Depending on how well this is received, there is more to the story, which I have edited out, as I had never gotten around to finishing it. This includes a threesome in the same night. Perhaps I can share the rest. I must apologize that I never got this edited. I contacted over 7 editors on this site all with no response. Please feel free to contact me with any input. Please enjoy… * * * * * It was quite unexpected when I showed up at her apartment, unexpected for me that is. She had asked me to stop by for a short visit because she wanted me to see a few of the items that she had bought at one of "those" parties. I knocked on her door and after a brief moment she answered. I found myself getting excited as I looked at this lovely lady in front of me. She was wearing a lovely gown and I could see a small hint of her legs underneath…clad in stockings and her calves looking incredible in her very high heel shoes. She invited me in and instructed me to sit down on the couch. I did as I was bid. She bent over to play a CD and as she did so, I could see a bit of the lingerie she had on underneath. She put on some blues that caused her to move, slow and rhythmic in sync with the music. She turned around and asked me to pour us a couple of glasses of wine….you can imagine where my story takes us from there! She continued to move with the music and told me that she would like to show me a few things. She began taking some items from a bag on the floor…and put on a little show and tell. The first item that she pulled out was a little bottle of liquid. I immediately knew what it was. "Line one, page one," she said referring to the adult party catalog that we had both read together prior to the party. "Anal Ease", my ultimate fantasy about to come true? She opened the bottle and dripped a little of the liquid onto her fingers and rubbed them in a little circle. "Hmmm" she exclaimed…you should feel this, how slippery and silky smooth it is. I bet I could rub this all over you and just slide you right in. Would you like that?" She asked? "You know what I like!" I exclaimed. "You are my fantasy" She then took out some more items from her bag and showed them to me one by one. A pair of Handcuffs…"what do you think?" she asked… "I think I am going to cuff you to the couch, grab that lotion and have my way with you" I replied. She then took out a vibrator, some beads and a few other things. All the while she kept gyrating and moving to the music. She told me to relax and watch while she danced for me. I did… Later that night….. She was laying on her back across the couch. I had pulled her in close to me. Her bum was right on the edge of the couch and I had a fantastic view of us as I slid in and out of her, as did she. Her legs were up across my shoulders and I could hear her wetness and the sound of my balls slapping against her ass. "I'd love to be deep inside your ass in this position." I said. "I'd be able to watch it all." "So would I" she replied. "Do it baby," she continued, "that's what the lotion is for!" I want to feel you there." I nearly came right away as she said this. I pulled out and she moved forwards towards me and lowered her head to the tip of my penis while reaching for the lotion. She spread her lips around me and looked up into my eyes as she slowly slid me into her mouth. I could see my shaft glistening from her pussy as her mouth engulfed me. I could also see her juices collecting on her lips where they spread across me. "How do you like the way we taste?" I asked. She didn't reply. She only took me from her mouth and began to apply the lotion, working her hand up and down and along my shaft. She was licking her lips all the while and alternately watching between my face and her hands working on me. The feeling was incredible. She then leaned back on the couch again and lifted her legs up, knees back to her chest and with one hand spreading her cheeks, she placed the bottle of anal lube right up to her hole and began to squeeze the contents into herself. While she did this, she began to massage her pussy with her other hand….spreading her lips open so I could see inside. "Do you like what you see?" She asked. "You know I do!" replied. I watched her as she removed the bottle of lube and continued to rub her fingers on her beautiful pussy. I could see how wet she was as she inserted her fingers in and out and rubbed them across her clit in little circular motions. "I bet you'll like the looks of this then." She said, and she began to move her other hand down to her anus. She looked in my face as she at first rubbed the lube across her little hole and then inserted the tip of her finger. I was sitting on my heels in front of her this whole time watching as I worked my hand up and down along my shaft. She bit her lower lip and her head tilted to her chest as she slid her finger in further. She let out a little moan and sigh as her finger continued to slide in past her first knuckle. I watched as I continued playing with myself. I could see by the look in her eyes that she was not only enjoying her own fingers but in watching me as well. I started to reach out and take over and she slapped my hand away. "Just watch," she commanded. I did just that. I watched as she began to fuck her own ass with first one finger than another. While she was doing this she took a little dildo out of her bag of goodies and inserted it into her vagina in one smooth motion. I watched as she worked it in sync with her own fingers in her ass. "Mmm" she moaned, "I can feel my the vibrator with my fingers." I reached out and pulled one of her fingers out and slowly started to insert one of my own next to hers. Together we slid our fingers in, and she wiggled her ass down to take all of mine. I started to play with the vibrator, which freed her hand up to play with her nipples. I watched as she rolled them between her thumb and forefinger, stretching them out and twisting them. The whole time I was watching her, I was picturing myself sliding in and out of her. Knowing that she could squeeze her muscles to enhance both of our sensations. I pictured myself on the orgasm. Her taking me all the way in and just milking the cum out of me in an explosive orgasm.. . I couldn't take it any longer. I pulled both my hand and hers away and moved in close to her. "Oh yes honey" she said, "stick it in me now." I pulled her hips closer to the edge of the couch. "I want you in my ass now, I want to feel you" she said. She reached around her ass cheeks with both hands and spread them for me. I moved right up to her and put the head of my cock against her slippery hole. She grabbed me with on hand and started to pull me in. It was incredibly exciting that she was actually inserting me, using me to fill her ass. I watched as the head of my penis started to open up her hole and disappear inside. I looked into her eyes as she watched mine. As the entire head of my penis slipped inside her past the resistance she let out a load moan and her head went back, her mouth open and her eyes closing. "Slow" she said. I almost laughed, as she was the only one doing any moving. I stayed motionless and alternately watched between her face and her ass. She wiggled her hips a little from side to side as she worked herself further down my shaft. I watched as she took me inside. Reaching out with my hand, I started rubbing her clit and moving the vibrator around inside her. I could feel it vibrating as she slid down the final length of my shaft to bury me deep inside. I could feel her cheeks pressing up harder against my balls as she tried to take even more of me in. I kept playing with her clit. Wanting her to achieve orgasm while I was deep in her ass. "Now fuck me baby." She said in a whisper. "Make love to my ass" I began to move within her. Slow at first and then picking up the pace, following the rhythm of her moving hips, listening to her sounds and enjoying the pure pleasure on her beautiful face and gorgeous eyes. And then with a gasp she said "I'm gonna" indicating she was feeling her own orgasm mounting. This triggered me a little and I could tell it wouldn't take me very long. I continued to play with her clit and the vibrator and concentrated on making her cum so I would last. I began to slide slowly out of her ass almost to the head watching as her anus puckered out around my shaft, gripping me. I stopped just as the head was about to exit and I slowly slid back in. I continued in the same fashion for a number of minutes watching her orgasm mount, watching her play with her nipples, pinching, pulling….Her head lifted off the couch and her eyes began to roll. "Oh baby I'm gonna. I'm gonna now!" And she began to cum for me… "Oh yes!" I exclaimed. "Cum for me honey, Come for me" I watched her orgasm. It seemed to go on and on. I continued to play with the toy and her clit as an incredibly powerful orgasm shook her entire body. She finally pushed my hand away and said "no, no" and made me hold still for a few moments. Then with out warning she began to move on me again….moving her hips and her ass. Working herself on me and taking charge. She reached around with her hand and grabbed my outer thigh and with one movement pulled me deep inside her. She lifted her legs higher and concentrated on watching me slide into her. I could feel her squeezing me with her muscles as I slid in and out with increasing speed. "Look at you in my ass" she said. I wondered if she was enjoying this quite as much as I. But I liked the way she talked. She always knew how much the thought of this excited me and now she was electrifying me with her words and reactions. She pulled me in deep….very tight. All the way buried in her ass and wiggled her bum from side to side. "I'm going to cum soon honey" I told her. "Me too…again" she gasped. I continued making love to her ass….increasing my speed and force a little. I wanted to fuck her ass hard the same way she liked it in her pussy but stayed refrained so as not to hurt her. I continued on in a slow rhythmic movement only this time increasing my thrusts each time to bury myself as deep in her as she could take me, and she seemed to like it.. taking me deeper herself. I could feel a little drip of cum slip out of the tip of my penis indicating my own orgasm, not to mention the incredible pressure I was holding off. "I'm going to cum now" I whispered "Oh yes" she groaned, "cum in me, I want to feel you cum in me, in my ass." I now stopped moving with my entire cock pushed deep in her ass. Her legs were up on my shoulders and my hands were on her thighs, pulling her against me. I just held that position for what must have been 10 or 15 seconds, not breathing, not moving…all the while her muscles squeezing and releasing me, squeezing…and then I exploded. The first rush of my hot cum into her was so strong and powerful and seemed to flow from me in one continuous stream for a few seconds. I continued to cum powerfully into her ass for a very long time. I could feel my own cum washing around the head of my cock, which served to increase my excitement thinking how tight it was, that I could feel it washing back on me. I was looking into her face as she looked into mine. I could tell she was about to cum for a second time. She continued to coach my orgasm saying "baby. Yes honey, cum in me, give me all your cum. I can feel you deep in side me. I like it." And then she rolled her head back in her own orgasm…. When she had finished and relaxed a little. I scooped her up in my arms and lifted her off the couch, with me still in her, and laid back on the floor pulling her down to lay on top of me. She wiggled her bum on my penis as I began to go soft. "We are going to need a shower." I said. "Shower?" She questioned with a quirky little smile. "Hmmm…, shower" I knew she was now thinking of more of my fantasies. I remembered once when I stood to pee at the toilet with her holding me for aim, I must have had stage fright as I couldn't seem to go no matter how I tried. After a while of futility she bent down in front of me and took me in her mouth….just as a small trickle came out. "You pee'd in my mouth" she said licking her lips, and then she put her mouth back down on me…I still get incredible excited thinking of this as she didn't curse or spit or anything. She seemed to take it in stride…perhaps it even turned her on! I think it would be incredibly erotic to pee on her…..covering her nipples, her breasts, peeing on her pussy…peeing in her mouth! Somehow it isn't dirty with her, nothing is. I even think of watching her go. Maybe straddling me, or cupping my hand under her, if it turned her on, she could pee in my mouth. We have peed in the shower…but you lose the visual thing while the water is running. Perhaps she would run with her own fantasies. I imagine there are some things she would like to try but hasn't told me. Just like I haven't told her all mine! I lay there on my back like that with her still riding me. She was wiggling her hips around on me still in her ass. I thought of a fantasy that I have often entertained out of curiosity. Cumming in someone's ass and then staying there until I went soft as I had now. And then once I was soft, to pee! A sort of enema if you will. I kind of liked the idea and wondered if it was possible. "Are you looking to get wet?" I asked referring to her shower statement. "Perhaps" she said, "But you know what we need now?" she asked. "What?" I said. "A beautiful naughty lady to lick this up..." "Perhaps that will be our next story "I replied. Her Desire This is a bit different than most of my other posts both in how it's written and because it's really a collaborative effort. A woman who read some of my earlier posts emailed me and we got to talking about my favorite subject and, well... turns out it was one of hers too! She told me a little bit about a fantasy that she had and I decided to turn it into a story for her. It turned out so well (imho) that I figured I's share it. Hope you enjoy! AM ==== He leans with his back against the kitchen counter, legs slightly apart in such an inviting way, not even aware of the effect it's having on you. No one else will be home for quite some time. Something about the kitchen is particularly appealing. Is it because it's a room where this sort of thing is not supposed to happen? Or does the feel of the hard, uncompromising tile floor on your knees do something for you? Whatever it is, it is irresistable. You move across the room to him and your eyes are giving you away. He knows that look, that sassy smile and he knows what's coming. His eyes are drinking you in... your high heels and your smooth calves, the hem of your skirt that falls just above your knees, your slender waist, the swell of your breasts beneath your blouse, your ruby red lips... Yes, he is looking at them in particular now. He knows what's coming. You unbutton his shirt slowly, kissing your way down his chest as each button is undone. Then down his belly until you are confronted by his belt. He puts his hands on your shoulders and gives you a push. It doesn't take much. You gladly lower yourself to your knees before him, looking up at him, waiting for him to give you the sign that it's okay to go on. He looks down at you, his eyes boring into yours for what seems like an eternity before he finally gives his consent with a brief nod. Your hands, already poised, pull at his belt buckle, then at the button on his slacks. Next his zipper, then everything is on the floor around his ankles. Then the object of your desire is inches from your face. He's just beginning to get aroused. This sudden urge of yours has caught him by surprise. And that's just how you want it. Now you will get to feel him swell inside your mouth, grow fully erect as your lips and tongue gently awaken his organ to its full potential. But as you part your lips and lean forward, his hand presses on your forehead, preventing you. You look up, your eyes pleading. "Please?" you ask. "Please?" It's so close, just beyond your lips. Surely he can feel the breath from your words as you beg. You want so badly to taste it. He smirks down at you knowingly, nods again and removes his hand. There is now nothing between you and his partially erect cock. You don't hesitate. You wrap your lips around his growing shaft and are rewarded with a low, throaty moan. As your lips slide up and down him, spreading a glistening trail of saliva, he hardens. Now his vein is bulging against your tongue and the head of his cock is reaching deep into your mouth. You let him slip out, not without a slight feeling of loss, and begin carressing his balls with your tongue. You let go of his cock, loving the way it slaps and rubs against your face as you lick him. He moans again as your tongue finds a particularly sensitive spot underneath. Then you take him back in your mouth, bobbing gently on him, slowly taking him deeper. When he hits the back of your mouth, you push yourself farther, feeling his length entering your throat. You come up and go back down a couple times before pushing yourself all the way down, your nose pressed into the pubic hairs at the base of his member. You hold yourself there for as long as you can, then ease yourself back up. You have shown him what you like; what you crave. Once before, you put his hands on the back of your head and encouraged him to push, force. And at your prompting, he had responded oh so marvelously. Will it happen again? Will it be his idea this time? You are slow, deliberate in your pleasuring of him. You don't want him to cum. No, you want him to go crazy and take matters into his own hands. You want to put his hands on your head again, push them and encourage him. But you need it to come from him. He must be the aggressor. You delight in his every sigh and moan, relishing the heaviness of his breathing. But you are careful not to give him too much stimulation. If he truly wants it, he will take it. You have given him your mouth and shown him how to use it. The rest is up to him. It's like water torture. Your gentle sucking and sensual pace have him aching, his swollen cock and balls desperate for release... a release he is not going to get from such slow, easy pleasure. "Ah, God," he moans, finally putting a hand to your head, trying to encourage you to speed up. But instead, you take him all the way down your throat and hold him there for a long moment, before slowly sliding back up again. His hand is still on your head, but only resting there. This is killing him and at last he must be realizing what it is that he is expected to do. Or what he must do if he is to achieve his release. His hands grab hold of your hair and he pulls you off of him. Then he tilts your head back so you are looking up at him. "That's how you want it?" he breathes, looking down at you. You have relived that moment in your mind countless times: That moment of panic. His cock in your throat, you unable to breathe, call out or move. On your knees before him, your eyes bulging, pleading, as he towered over you. It was the frightening, primal panic of a creature in fear for its life, coupled with the incredible arousal of his complete domination of you. And as scary it had been, it had also been too much of a thrill to never experience it again. But now he would be the one who initiated... His hands knotted in your blonde locks, he plunges his cock into your mouth. He pushes quickly and with force. You struggle to accomodate him, taking him down your throat, almost gagging. Then your face is pressed against his stomach, the hair around his member grazing your nose. He pushes still harder, though there is nowhere left for you to go. "You like that?" he husks. "You want it shoved down your throat? You like my cock down your throat?" You would moan if you could, but he is blocking your airway. But there is no denying the heat his words generate between your legs. He pulls you up and pushes you back down again several times. Then he pulls you back and tilts your head up to look at him. Your eyes meet and you quiver as you see that look... that fierce animal stare that says you are but a piece of meat. "You like it on your knees, don't you?" he asks. You can't meet his eyes as you nod, your hair falling in your face. "On your knees with my cock down your throat," adds for emphasis before grabbing your hair again and pushing you back down his slick shaft. He forces you all the way down and holds you. The fear is there. You've been in this position before--on your knees, impaled--and you know. He must release you... you cannot escape. Remembering that sensation brings back some of the fear, but not all of it. It's not until your body, desperate for air, begins to involuntarily push him away that the real fear--and arousal--sets in. The muscles of your throat try to expel him. Your body arches as your stomach heaves. But his grip is too firm. Nothing can remove him. Once again you know the terror--and euphoria--of being completely at his mercy. Again you find yourself pushing and slapping at his thighs in a vain effort to dislodge him. Your arms and hands move of their own accord, frantic and ineffective. Your lungs attempt to function, but nothing can get past the thick shaft blocking your airway and your body spasms with the effort. As it happened before, your eyes are bulging wide in panic. He is looking down at you, clearly enjoying the terror on your face and in your eyes. His nostrils flare in satisfaction as he watches your frantic, futile attempts to save yourself. There is an arrogance on his face, the look of a man who has subdued a woman in the most primal of ways... with his cock. Did he do this last time? Did he hold you this long? He is going to let you go, right? The world around you is melting away and your reality is becoming the burning in your lungs and the pulsing of his cock, which feels like it is growing larger and larger. Oh God, oh God! I can't breathe! Then he pulls back and his sudden withdraw leaves you retching for air. As he did last time, he does not let you recover before grabbing you again. This time though, instead of putting himself back into your mouth, he pulls you to your feet and pushes you face down across the table. Roughly, he hikes up your skirt and tears at your panties, dragging them part way down your legs. He steps up behind you and thrusts himself inside you. In your state of arousal, he penetrates easily, his thighs and stomach slapping against your ass. His hands on your hips, he pounds you hard against the table. You can feel it banging against your thighs. With no warning, he grabs a handful of your hair and pulls your head back. You shriek in a mixture of pain and pleasure, more fiery warmth exploding between your legs. The hard, deep pounding and the pulling of your hair have you so close... you are moaning as your orgasm builds toward crescendo. Just before you peak, he withdraws and a hoarse cry of loss comes out of your mouth. You had been so close... There is a long pause and you lay panting, exhausted on the table. Then he is pulling your arms behind your back and wrapping something--his belt?--around your wrists. By the time you have recovered enough to struggle, he has secured your bonds and you cannot move your arms. Reflexively, you tug, trying to free your arms, but he has tied you too well. Your eyes open wide and you look back over your shoulder, unsure what is happening. Lying face down across the table, skirt lifted, panties down, you are exposed, vulnerable. Unable to move your arms, you are completely at his mercy. He leaves you lying prone for a long time, savoring your helplessness and your look of apprehension. He knows you don't know what is coming next and he's enjoying the anticipation. Suddenly, there is a loud "smack" and a stinging pain shoots through your cheek as his hand slaps your exposed ass with a firm, hard stroke. The force of it causes you to slide on the table, the friction electrifying your achingly hard nipples. Then he is pulling you up by the hair and spinning you around. His hands press on your shoulders and he forces you to your knees before him. His sticky shaft, pungent with the musk of your sex, is in your face. Holding you by the hair with one hand and his glistening cock in the other, he rubs himself on your lips. The smell of your own pussy is just under your nose, a powerful reminder of how aroused he has made you. Then he presses his warm wet member across your cheek and you can feel its stickiness as he pulls it away, leaving a trail of your own juices on your face. Then he holds himself poised in front of your mouth again. He sees the flicker of doubt cross your face and pulls your hair. Hard. "Open!" he commands, and you do without thinking. His hands clasp the sides of your head and he pulls you down on him and you taste your own juices as he thrusts and groans. His hips piston his cock in and out of your mouth. Kneeling, your hands bound behind you, you surrender. It is all about his pleasure--his orgasm--and you wait to taste his release; that moment when he bursts in your mouth, assuring you that you have satisfied him. Will he command you to swallow his ejaculate? Roughly he holds your head as his hips thrust forward and pulls back, sliding his pulsing erection in and out of your accomodating mouth. He is reckless, forceful and you struggle to keep your teeth from scraping him. He pulls back far enough to slip out of your mouth. You quickly lean forward to recapture him, only to have him shove himself painfully into the back of your throat. Finally, you feel the familiar tightening and swelling in him and know he is about to cum. You moan in anticipation and shortly after he throws his head back with a groan. Then you are tasting his essence as he fills your mouth with his warm, sticky offering. The thrill for you is overpowering and you feel a warm flush spread through your whole body. You are kneeling on the kitchen floor, hands securely bound behind you and he is cumming in your mouth. It is a moment of fantasy come to life. The sheer pleasure of the moment is almost overwhelming. If you did not have his cock in your mouth, you would be thanking him. You look up into his eyes, hoping he comprehends the depth of your gratitude. You have dreamt so long of being so roughly taken, so completely used. You could gladly remain here for eternity, bound and kneeling, his cock and the taste of his satisfaction forever in your mouth. He, too, is significantly more aroused than usual... His orgasm is considerably larger than you are used to. Combined with your inability to use your hands, you have a difficult time not spilling any of his precious seed. He tells you, as before, to show him what your mouth looks like filled with his sperm. You sit back and open your mouth for him and he grunts in satisfaction. As he did before, he commands you to swallow it and you do, because he has told you and you must please him. You would swallow his cum anyway... there is something deeply erotic about having his sperm in your belly. But having him tell you to do it... it is deliciously pleasing to open your mouth and show him you have done as he ordered. You want to thank him, but no words could adequately express how grateful you are, how pleasing it is to you to please him so. The best you can do is kneel at his feet, look up at him and let your eyes tell him what this has meant to you. How you have longed for this and he has given it. And it is his to take again, whenever he wants. You will not hesitate to get down on your knees and be used for his pleasure. Again and again and again... Then he pushes himself back into your mouth so you can clean him thoroughly. When you are done, he releases your arms from their bonds and leads you in to the living room sofa. He sits on the sofa and pulls you beside him. You lay your cheek on his softening member as his strong hands gently caress your cheek, stroke your throat and run softly through your tangled hair. He lets out a long, low sigh of satisfaction...