15 comments/ 95217 views/ 101 favorites Seducing Amy By: Katie_Ames Ok, so it has taken me hours to write all this down! I'm still in a state of euphoria because... I did it! I actually did it! I took charge of the situation like a goddam boss and I properly dominated a cute friend of mine last night! I teased her poor little body, spanked her, made her beg... and ended up having her creaming all over my bed like a wanton little slut! Hahaha, oh the delicious wickedness of it all! It was so good! This all happened within the last 24 hours or so, and it's so fresh that I can still see, feel and hear everything! I can still feel the tingles of her soft little lips straining desperately up towards me. I can still see with picture perfect clarity her naked body struggling against the restraints on my bed. And I can still hear her tortured little squeals as I kissed along her bikini line. I've been writing this non-stop after she left as I need to get it down before the memory fades. Jesus, I'm still so hot I can barely think about anything else. Ok, so where to begin? Well I guess you'll probably want to know a bit about me. Hmm, let me see what I can say without saying anything too identifiable. You can know me as Katie, I live in England and I'm currently studying at university. I'm not going to be any more specific. I'm not a super model, but I do consider myself to be quite cute. I get enough attention from guys, which I take as a good sign. One of my male friends recently described me as 'cheeky looking, but in a nice way' and someone else recently said I've always got an expression on my face that suggests I've been up to some mischief! I usually haven't been... except in my head! I'm quite short, around 5'3" (not exact). I go to the gym quite regularly and try to keep myself pretty slim and toned. My breasts aren't huge unfortunately, but they are quite perky and I like them despite their size. I think my legs are my best feature and when I dress up sexily, they are the part of my body that I like to show off the most: either completely bare or with patterned tights (is that 'pantyhose' in American speak?). I prefer little dresses and skirts rather than outfits that show off my cleavage, and dressing that way does seem to get me noticed and makes me feel very sexy. I've experimented with a few hair colours, so let's say, for the purpose of the story, that it's red. Maybe it always has been, or maybe I dyed it red once a couple of years ago; you'll just have to guess. And my skin is quite pale, at least at the moment. This is England and apart from the last week or so, we've had a cold year! Now in this little story, I'm going to come across as something of a Domme. That's not really how I class myself. The majority of my fantasies are submissive. I've also been the sub in a sub/Dom relationship with a guy before, and the memories of him reducing me to a helpless begging wreck still turn me on so much that it's difficult to breathe. However, that said, I definitely have a dominant streak of my own. It's often that I see a cute boy, or a hot girl and picture them tied up, struggling and snivelling beneath me. I've done little bits here and there, but it's not a side of my sexuality that I've explored nearly enough... well, perhaps not until now. So let's get down to what happened... Yesterday, I was in the common room in my halls of residence. It's on the bottom floor of our block and we hang out there quite a lot. There's not a whole lot there except for some sofas, beanbags and a TV. Sometimes it's full of people, like when a big game is on, but other times it's pretty quiet. So I was in there with a group of friends, including the star of today's show, Amy! Ok, so Amy isn't actually her real name but I've got to choose something to protect the innocent! I should probably tell you a bit about her too. Well to start with, she's a friend of mine. She was someone I instantly warmed to the second I met her. Generally, she's shy and quiet, but once you open her up, she definitely has a sense of fun, and has the most wonderful, heart-warming smile. Fortunately, being the happy little soul that she is, she shows it off quite a lot... and I never tire of making little jokes to induce it on an even more frequent basis. I'll tell you more about her and her loveliness in a second. So a whole group of us had been watching a TV show together, but when the show finished, everyone left, apart from me and Amy. Neither of us had any lectures or classes for the rest of the day. We were both on the same sofa. She was sitting normally, and I was lying back against one of the sides, with my legs draped over her lap. Now I've always thought Amy was very cute. I'm mainly into guys but I definitely have a bi side and Amy is one of those girls who really does it for me. She's a tiny bit shorter than me, with long, thick natural blonde hair with a bit of volume to it. And she's got a really nice body. She doesn't go to the gym like I do, but, to my annoyance, she just seems naturally in shape. Her waist is pretty small, about the same size as mine, but she has the most generous and exquisite breasts. They are quite large, but it's the shape that gets me the most: even through her clothes you can just tell how high, firm and youthful they are. If you get the chance to see her in a tight sweater (and yep she was wearing one yesterday!) or even better, a low cut top (which is unfortunately rare), she really is a sight to behold. Her skin is pale, but almost flawless, which I really like. She just has the slightest hint of freckles around her nose. She was also wearing tight-ish jeans which clung to her thighs and the delicious, firm little hump of her ass. If your tastes are anything like mine, she has the kind of body that you just want to grab and stroke and squeeze. I was wearing something which was deliberately more Domme-looking than usual, albeit only very, very subtly. I was wearing a figure hugging black and white dress that went half way down my thighs, then a pair of cute leather boots. I guess you could call them 'fuck-me' boots, but they gave the outfit an edge of strictness. I think boots always do. I'd chosen to dress like that for two reasons, firstly, it was the first hot day of the year in England! Yay! The sky was so blue. It was warm and sunny and lovely and delicious! I've been dying to put something cute on for months and months now! The second reason is that I knew I'd be seeing Amy and after we'd had a little flirting session last weekend I thought there was a chance that I could get her on her knees! Haha! The flirting last weekend had happened pretty much by accident. Again, it was just the two of us. We were sitting next to each other in the canteen... away from other people and prying ears. We'd finished our food and were gradually sipping down the last of our water. I got out my notepad and began writing out a list of books I needed from the library. Here's the approximate conversation, to my memory: She leaned over to me, and I felt her head press onto my shoulder. Impishly she commented, "Katie, I've seen gorillas with better handwriting than you." "Whatever," I replied, "you better keep your mouth shut, or I'm getting my handcuffs out." "Oooo kinky! I like it!" she exclaimed, raising her head to look at me, with a big grin on her face. I locked eyes with her and said, "Look Amy, do you really want me to go 50 Shades of Grey on your ass?" She laughed and said that it was a fun read, or something to that effect. After she spoke, she gave a little laugh, but I detected the tiniest hint of nervousness in her voice. "Have you ever done any bondage?" I asked. "No," she shook her head. Then added, "but... I guess it's pretty hot..." as she said it, her words had got progressively quieter, until the word 'hot' came out as just a faint whisper and a look a mild terror flicked over her face. She turned away, partly obscuring her face with her hair, and stared down at her almost-empty glass of water. I felt a little glow of pride that she'd confided that little secret. I don't think she'd have said it to many people. My inkling is that she let it slip out because, despite her obvious shyness, she knows that I'm liberal minded when it comes to sex. It's not like I sleep with lots of people, but I am quite vociferous when it comes to defending people for expressing their sexuality. She'd witnessed one of my rants before! As she rotated her glass in her fingers, I leaned in and whispered into her ear, "I think you'd look hot in a spreader bar." She choked slightly. Gave a little laugh. Then her face rapidly flushed pink. Eventually, she peeked at me out of the corner of my eye with a little embarrassed smile on her face. "Katie...!" she whispered in exclamation. I bit my lip, winked at her, "Ha, I've got to get to the library." I rose to my feet, then bent down to her ear and whispered, "see ya later, slave girl." I saw her knuckles go white as she gripped her glass hard, but I didn't stay for any further reaction. I strode out of the canteen without looking round. I delighted in the thought of her sitting there, red faced and squirming. My pussy began to dampen and I grinned, mentally congratulating myself on my flirting. That night I went to bed, slipped my hand between my legs and masturbated thinking about having her tied down at my mercy. Teasing her body. Making her squeal. Making her beg. Mmmm! It felt so much better than ordinary fantasies because it suddenly felt like this one was actually in reach. There was a real possibility that I could turn this into something. Obviously nothing was guaranteed... but if I could just tempt her in the right way... Anyway, that's just background. Back to the common room yesterday... So I was still lying draped across her. I wanted to bring up the subject of domination again and see how she'd react. I racked my mind for a while before thinking of a way to slip it into the conversation at least semi-naturally. Again here's what was said, at least as closely as I can actually remember it. I think there was more to it than this, but whatever... "So have you finished your essay yet?" I said, absolutely knowing that she hadn't. I'd overheard her earlier that day saying that she was struggling to even start it. "Ah no," she said, "it sucks!" "Bad girl," I grinned, then poked her thigh gently with one of my heels, making her body jump, "you need to be punished." She sighed and looked like she was trying to hold back a smile. "Katie... you keep making these remarks!" "Because I know you love it!" "Whatever," she laughed. I laughed too. Then put on a slightly sterner face. "So would it actually turn you on to get tied up?" "Katie!" She exclaimed. Then went pink, turning to face the TV. "It's ok, you know I'm pretty open minded about this stuff, you can tell me if you want." She started breathing deeply, keeping her eyes fixed on the TV, but clearly not watching it. "Ok... maybe... yeah... it does," she said. I could see her fingers start to grip the edge of the sofa tightly, "don't say anything to our friends though. Please." "I won't tell them," I said, "but", I grinned, "I know what you mean, it is pretty hot." She seemed to sigh a little sigh of relief, her fingers un-clenching slightly. "Have you ever done it?" she asked. "Yeah," I smiled, "a little bit of bondage is awesome." She seemed even more relieved. So I decided to probe a little further. "So what else are you into? Spanking? Blindfolds?" I said. Suddenly her fingers gripped the sofa even tighter than they had before. She breathed heavily and her cheeks went very pink. I almost thought she was going to run away and hide under a rock. I tried to reassure her further, "It's ok, I'm not going to judge. There's loads of weird stuff that I'm into." She paused for a while then said, "What the hell... ok... if we're going to go there... umm... yeah, spanking... blindfolds... being dominated. I don't know. You know, that kind of stuff." I grinned at her widely, enjoying watching her squirm, but also trying to mask any of my own insecurity. Then I bit the bullet. "You know..." I said, "I could do that for you." Time stopped. We just looked at each other for what seemed like forever. Her mouth opened slightly. "What?" she spluttered. "I could tie you up," I said calmly, but with a hint of seductiveness in my voice, "just gently, we could, you know, experiment." I think her face was about to set on fire at this point. "What? Katie... I don't know. Maybe. I don't know... Are you actually serious?" I nodded. I wasn't sure if she was going to cry, she looked like she was cracking up a bit "What would we do?" she said. "Well... hmmm.... if you wanted, you could come over to my room later, I've got a few soft restraints that I can put on my bed. And I can give you a little tease. Just to see if you like it." She seemed to think for a very long time. Her mouth opened a few times, but she seemed to stop herself before the words came out. Eventually she managed something. Almost choking on her words, she said something that approximated to "ok". "You don't say, 'ok', you say 'yes mistress'" I grinned at her. She looked away coughed, then giggled. Then she turned back to me and bit her lip. I could almost feel the radiation coming off her face."Yes mistress," she whispered. "How about you come over at 8?" I said. "O..." she stopped, then corrected herself, "yes mistress!" "Cool, let's just do this as an experiment," I repeated, "nothing serious." She smiled, "Ok... I'm sorry... I'm excited... you're not joking are you? Please tell me you're not joking?" "I'm not joking. Now come here," I said, swinging my legs off her lap and patting the piece of sofa next to me. She paused for a second, then scooched over, wiping the hair from her face. I could feel her body trembling through the cushions. I looked over my shoulder to check if the coast was clear. Then I turned to face her and slowly leaned in to kiss her. She leaned in and our mouths touched excruciatingly gently. You know, so gently that you can feel little tingles and fizzles all over the surface of your lips. She gasped. Then we shared one of the softest, most tender, most delicious kisses of my life. She kept pushing in a bit more forcefully, but I kept pulling back, trying to tease her and make her want it more. It seemed to work. I made sure I ended it first, and when I did, she leaned in to the vacuum between us. "Later," I said. She looked at me like a deer in headlights, "Um... ok... yes Mistress," she said back. I got up and left, wondering how wet her knickers were getting in her jeans. I really, really, really hoped that she was going to show that evening. It was going to be awkward as hell if she didn't! I didn't get a whole lot of studying done that afternoon. I was too excited. Eventually, I had a shower and whilst I was in it, I kept thinking about Amy being there with me, and pushing her up her against the shower wall and kissing her. Then I got out and got dressed. I actually considered getting back into what I was wearing earlier, but I wanted to feel fresh. I kept the boots, but put on some sexy underwear and a short black skirt. I tried a few different tops before settling on a figure hugging red fitted shirt. I looked like a little female devil and thought it looked perfect. I don't want to look too strict, I wanted to look like a minx who is going to tease you to death! Then I got a text from Amy, "Hey, are you still ok for tonight? :)" "Yep, definitely! I'm looking forward it to it!" I replied. I didn't want to put any doubt in her mind that I intended to play with her that evening. "Yes me too :) But I'm scared. What if we don't like it, will it be weird?" she texted back. I knew I had to say something good here. I really didn't want to fuck this up. I chose my words very carefully. "I know we'll enjoy it. But I'll go easy. And I'll make sure you're safe. And whatever happens, I absolutely promise you that I'll still be your friend in the morning" She simply texted back ":) Thank you!! Oh Katie! I've never done anything like this before! I'm going crazy over here!" "You'll be going crazy over here when I get my hands on you ;) Now put on something sexy and be here on the dot!" "Yes mistress!!! :)" I tidied my room and dusted off my box of tricks under my bed. I've acquired a few little bits of equipment over the past year, some of it from sneaky visits to sex shops, some from the Dom guy I used to see. Nothing major, but enough to have some fun with! I've got some soft leather handcuffs. A couple of blindfolds, some velcro restraints which you can tie to the bed frame and use to spread-eagle someone. And an extendible spreader bar. I couldn't wait to use some of it on Amy. Then I sat at my computer and did a bit of internet browsing until she arrived. Just before eight, I heard a knock at my door... I waited for a few seconds to make her suffer. Then I put on my best Domme face and strode slowly and purposely across the floor, enjoying the clicks my heels made on the tiled wood. I wondered if she could hear them. As I swung the door open, I saw her. I crossed my arms and looked her up and down. She had this silly grin on her face, but looked very, very awkward. She was staring down, unable to keep my gaze and her cheeks were glowing bright pink all over again. One of her feet was tiptoed and her leg swinging from side to side in nervousness. I was so glad it was a hot day. She was wearing a gorgeous tight, pink and white dress. It hugged her torso, and brought out the delicious curve of her waist. It also clung to her tits, making them look huge and delicious. I could even see the little upturned nubs of her nipples sticking out through the fabric. It was short, but it frilled out over her thighs, wonderfully emphasising her feminine figure. Then beneath I could see delicious swathes of juicy bare thigh and leg. I remember she'd worn that dress out one night last year and I'd told her she looked hot in it. "Is this ok?" She said, kind of meekly, whilst smoothing down the fabric, "I didn't know what to wear." Internally, I grinned the biggest grin. The thought that she'd dressed up for me; and that she'd remembered that I'd liked that particular dress; and that she was desperately seeking my approval... it all made me feel very in control. I nodded and answered, "You look very hot." Her head remained slightly bowed, but her eyes flashed up at me, and she smiled at my approval. "You look hot too..." she said, "you always look hot... Mistress!" Her eyes sparkled when she said the word and she bit her lip. "Come in, naughty," I said. We both giggled. She stepped inside, then I closed the door behind her. "Take your shoes off," I said. She took them off like a good little girl, and put them in the corner. This made the small height difference between us a bit larger and emphasised my dominance. I didn't want to waste time on small talk. I needed to stay in the zone. I took her hand and led her over to the bed. We both knelt down on the covers. I ran my fingernails lightly down her bare arms and she shivered in delight. Then I took my hand, gently cupped her face and kissed her. I placed my free hand on her bare thigh where her dress had ridden up and my palm absorbed the soft, smooth feel of her skin. God, she felt heavenly. Arousal and excitement flooded through me, and my knickers started to saturate. My lips tingled like mad and I could hear cute little murmurs emerge from her mouth. Every time I pulled back slightly she just whispered the word, "Mistress..." I guessed that she must have been thinking about submitting for a long time. Months maybe, since reading that book? Years? Her whole life? Now it just seemed like it was all just bubbling up out of her and she didn't have a whole lot of control over it. At least that was my guess. I swear I could even smell the faintest hint of wet, horny pussy... although maybe that was just what my nose wanted to smell. Seducing Amy Ch. 02 Hey, firstly I'd like to say thank you to everyone who left comments or sent me emails regarding the first part of my girl-on-girl adventure into dominance and submission! If you haven't already read Chapter 1, then I strongly suggest you do so before getting stuck into this new part, otherwise you'll miss the whole context. You can find Chapter 1 by clicking on my profile and going to the stories/poems tab. Both parts contain sexual teasing, spanking, restraints and dirty talk. If that's your thing, then please read on. If that's not what you're into, it's probably best not to proceed! Katie x PS - Special thanks to Brad and Pras for helping to correct my editing mistakes! ++++++++++++++++++ Ok, so I'm afraid this isn't quite as fresh as last time. I've left it a bit longer before writing it all down in long form; however, most of the images are still very clear in my head. I hope you can still enjoy it! I think it's best that I pick up where I left off: when wonderful little Amy left my room. It was such a beautiful sight that I think I'll remember it forever! Amy's legs wobbled as she walked away down the corridor. I bit my lip, trying to suppress an evil urge to jump with glee. She was clearly flustered. Her little pink and white dress was crumpled and out of shape after having been on my floor all night. Every few steps, she'd stop, try to pat down the creases and pull at the hem to stop it from riding up her juicy thighs. Whenever she moved, I gazed at the firm little humps of her ass swaying under the fabric. I wondered whether her cheeks were still pink from all the spanks I'd given her the evening before. I kind of hoped that some of our friends would see her and ask her some awkward questions about where she'd been all night, and whether she'd slept with someone. The thought of her pretty little face going red as she made excuses made me feel very aroused. I took a deep breath and closed the door. Safe and alone, a delirious grin sprang across my face. I scampered over to my bed, grabbed my pillow and rolled around, hugging it tightly. Amy's sweet, musky scent lingered on the fabric. I screwed my eyes shut in excitement; my body trembled; and my knickers began to saturate all over again. I was euphoric! I'd done it! I'd teased her, ruined her and sent her home. Almost automatically, my hand slipped down my body and began to rhythmically rub my wet, swollen crotch through the fabric of my skirt. I moaned quietly as waves of heavy pleasure flooded up through my body. God I was horny. It was almost maddening. I desperately wanted to rub myself to orgasm after orgasm... but I managed to stop myself... at least for a time. I felt a defiant urge to preserve the feelings forever. I grabbed my laptop and, with my fingers still trembling, I started to type. Hurried words zipped across the page. I wanted to write down every single delicious detail of what had just happened. ++++++++++++++++++ I transcribed as much as I could before it finally got too much. I was barely holding on to the edge of sanity when I'd started... but now I was positively certifiable. Writing about sex can be excruciating. If you think about the horniest you've ever felt when you're reading good erotica... allow yourself to dial that feeling up by a factor of ten, then you enter the state of horniness that occurs when you actually write it. You feel yourself becoming so horny that it's almost like torture. As I cracked, I violently snapped my laptop closed. I slipped my fingers inside my knickers and moaned as I my fingers slid through my slick, engorged folds. I felt myself descend into a frenzy of masturbation. It was one of those times when you can feel your entire body swell with arousal... and your entire mind is consumed by horniness. The only thing you can think about is sex. I moaned, bucked and writhed all over my bed until I'd rubbed myself raw... but I was still horny. It's like the feeling of arousal just becomes locked in to your mind, and you can't help it but feel an intense desire to masturbate over and over. Before I could continue, I noticed the time. I let out a wail of frustration. I left my bed, ran down the corridor to the shower room, soaped my body down, redressed and then headed out to my lectures. ++++++++++++++++++ Before I entered the lecture hall, I considered sending Amy a text. Despite the fact I like writing, I found it really difficult to work out what to say to her. Should I say something sexy? Something kind? Something reassuring? I didn't know, and I didn't have the luxury of time to think. I shut my phone off and found myself a seat near the back of the room. It's a good job that I'd already done the required reading in advance, as I couldn't pay attention to anything that the lecturer said. As I sat in the hall, I pointed my eyes towards the projector screen, but the only thing I could see was Amy... in a variety of depraved and degrading predicaments. As soon as proceedings were over, I flicked my phone back on and to my delight I saw a text notification. I eagerly opened the message. "Oh Katie (Mistress!!) how are you today?! I just wanted to say thank you so much for last night! My body feels broken in the nicest possible way! I keep needing to remind myself to breathe. I just want to kiss you again!" I smiled excitedly and started texting back. I redrafted my message about eight or nine times, trying to get the balance right between kindness and flirtatiousness. I wanted something that would make her feel sexy, make her feel liked, and make her feel good about what we'd done last night. ":) Hey naughty! I'm good. Last night was so much fun! You really are an adorably sexy little submissive! How's your day going? x" Her response was swift. "So I'm 'adorably sexy?!' That's so sweet, I'm actually blushing right now! I'm in the library but I can barely pay attention. I'm so naughty. I need to be punished! I can't wait until next time! xxxxx" I didn't respond immediately. My mind had constructed a devious plan. I quickly grabbed an apple, some water and a sandwich from the departmental canteen, munched it down, then made my way to the library. The library building is quite big, and on more than one level, but I know where Amy likes to study. If she can, she always chooses one of the desks on the ground floor next to the windows overlooking the courtyard and, as I entered the building, that was exactly where I was headed. The place was moderately busy, and over half the desks were full; however, it wasn't long before I spotted my favourite little blonde girl. There she was, in a cute pair of jeans and a tight sweater. Her head tilted down; her cute features starring down at a book; and her pen hovering over her notepad. I walked past the lines of desks, feeling my rapidly swelling pussy lips rub against each other with each step. I guess she must have heard the footsteps. She looked up and spotted me. Her eyes widened and we stared at each other. With one hand she started to fidget with her pen, with the other she smoothed down her hair. She was nervous, but an irrepressible smile spread across her face. I beamed back at her provocatively, whilst maintaining my stride. I knew exactly what I was going to do. I wasn't going to stop when I reached her, I was just going to bend down, say something, and then keep on walking. Just as I passed her, I leaned down and whispered into her ear, "Next time I'm going to absolutely fucking destroy you." She choked. "Katie..!" she exclaimed. I put my fingers to my lips, and whispered, "Shhhhh, this is a library!" The look on her face was priceless: wide eyes, flushed cheeks and her jaw hanging loose. My eyes lingered on her for a second, before snapping round and continuing my march, swaying my ass sexily. I kept on going until I reached the stairs. As I walked up, I bit my lip to suppress a depraved little giggle and did everything I could to stop myself from clapping my hands in exhilaration. On the upper level, it's possible to look down onto the floor below, so I quietly headed over to the rail and peeked down at Amy. I plastered an evil grin on my face, so that, if she saw me, she'd think that I had intended for her to spot me. I could see her squirming at her desk. Her face was pained. Her legs were crossed tightly together and her top leg jiggling rhythmically. Dirty girl. I knew exactly what she was doing. Her hands gripped her thighs; and she gently rocked back and forth, paying attention to neither her books, nor her notes. She kept looking over her shoulders to the stairs that I'd just climbed, then back down at her desk. Perhaps she was wondering if I was going to come back. Then I guess another thought struck her. She looked up at the balcony where I was leaning. Our gazes met. She jumped a little. Then swallowed. One of her cute little hands rose up and grabbed a strand of her blond hair tightly. A tense, sheepish look flashed over her face. Her body went rigid, I guess in an attempt to stop any further embarrassment from showing. But it didn't work. Her blood pressure was clearly continuing to rise, and her face burnt deep red. I paused for a few seconds to let her mortification develop fully. Then I flicked my hair, winked at her, and slunk off between the bookshelves, leaving the poor little girl to squirm on her own. Hidden between the shelves, I extracted my phone from my bag and texted her, "No masturbating in the library please. Whore ;)" ++++++++++++++++++ So, I guess you'll want to know what happened over the next few days. Well, I could bullshit you and tell you we got our hot, sopping, aromatic vaginas out and scissored each other every night. But we didn't. And there was a reason. And it wasn't because scissoring is an inherently ridiculous sexual act. It was because a thought had struck me, and it had got me worried. I was concerned that I was going lead her on and end up hurting her. She was my friend and the very last thing I wanted was to do anything that would steal the beautiful smile from her face. I didn't start to avoid her or anything; however, I made a conscious effort to tone down the flirting. I also avoided making any specific proposal for our next play date. "Let's do something next week," I kept telling her when she asked. Of course, on one level, I could barely resist slamming her against a wall and kissing her whenever I saw her, or whispering some more well-timed words into her ear. In fact, my mind was filled with ideas of how to make her squeal and squirm and squirt. I wanted her standing naked in the corner of my room with her ass burning and her hands on her head. I wanted her on her knees, with her face buried between my legs. I wanted her to be bucking and trembling on my bed until she soaked the fucking sheets. However, on more logical level, I was reluctant to overwhelm her mind with my constant presence, or arrange another hook up too soon. I was keenly aware that I'd introduced Amy to some powerful new experiences and emotions. I also knew that, despite our explicit agreement to be friends-with-benefits, it is very easy for more serious attachments to develop. I learnt that little nugget of information the hard way. As I alluded to when I posted the first part of this little saga, last summer I had a fling with a Dominant guy. I'll refer to him here as 'Nick'. From the outset of our tryst, we'd agreed, very explicitly, to keep our relationship casual. He was more than double my age, and a good friend of my dad, so it wasn't something that we wanted people to know about, or something that had an obvious future. Despite all that, I fell in love with him. I guess I was too romantic and naive to help it. Here's what I think it was: it was having him there, being handsome, being nice and being sexy so much and so often. It was being there time after time when he racked my body with so many dirty experiences and atomic climaxes that I couldn't think about anything but him. He'd spanked me to orgasm, he dirty-talked me to orgasm, he even simply stared me to orgasm, such was the power of his presence and dominance. He let me experience things that I'd never thought I'd experience. He did things I never thought were even possible. My thoughts were constantly about him. Sexually, there was always something to look forward to and fantasise about. Was he going to narrate a fantasy into my ear that would make me cum in the street? Was he going to tease me until I begged? Was he going to force me to get down on my knees, face down, ass up and then fuck me from behind? I never knew, but I craved him every second. And what was worse, he was so nice with it. Cuddling me back to sanity after destroying me. Giggling with me. Making sure I was ok. I can honestly say that he never said anything about us having a future together, so I can't blame him for what I began to feel. It was just that he was so very nice that my mind couldn't help envision things with him in the future. Cute little scenes of cuddling up with him under a blanket besides a roaring fireplace; visions of strolling with him hand in hand through some rustic Tuscan village; laughing and splashing with each other on some Mediterranean beach. All the time laughing, joking and having fun. There, I think, is the genesis of love: if you let your imagination be tempted by beautiful visions of constant sexual and romantic bliss, eventually your entire soul will follow. And with some people, it's very easy for those visions to start. I didn't want to lead Amy down the same path. I didn't want to put ideas in her head constantly and I didn't want to give her visions of a serious relationship. Don't get me wrong, I really like her. She is sweet and lovely and has been a great friend for as long as we've known each other. Added to that, she really is quite adorably sexy. However, I simply can't see myself as her girlfriend or as her full time Domme. Despite receiving emails from a couple of Literotica readers who said things along the lines that 'I was clearly born to Domme', I'm afraid that really isn't the case. Now I admit, there is definitely a dominant aspect to my sexuality. However, that isn't the totality of who I am. It might be fair to say that I can Domme, and sometimes I have a very wanton urge to Domme, but I am not, at core, a Domme. I'm primarily submissive, but with a dominant streak... and, when I indulge that streak, I know enough about psychology to do it pretty well. I hope that makes sense. But anyway, that's enough waffle for now. With the proviso above, I still fully intended to follow through on my promise and destroy Amy sometime in the near future. And that's the part you're interested in. Right? I thought so. Well let's skip forward. ++++++++++++++++++ It was another warm evening and a big group of us were due to meet outside our block. It was the student night at one of the nicer local clubs. During term time, we go there most weeks. There's a nice atmosphere, good DJs and a few rooms with different kinds of music. It's usually a lot of fun and we all dress up for it. Around ten to fifteen of us, guys and girls, usually head down there together. We dance, we drink (drinking age here in Britain is 18) and generally have fun. Usually, I go there hoping to catch the eye of my prince charming; however, on that evening, guys couldn't have been further from my mind. As I walked outside, I saw my friends congregating. My eyes instantly focused on Amy. For a second, my breath stuck in my throat. She looked stunning; perhaps more beautiful than I'd seen her in all the time I'd known her. I actually felt a little implosion of weakness inside me. It was almost as if the energy drained from my muscles. She'd really done herself up. Her blonde hair was tousled into loose golden ringlets which cascaded over her bare shoulders; and she was clad in tiny pale-yellow sun dress. It was made from deliciously light, thin material; strapless too, hugging her tits and her waist, before fanning out briefly over her thighs. And when I say 'briefly', I mean very briefly: the dress was so damn short. The hem floated, teasingly, a few inches from her crotch, leaving almost all of her juicy, silky-smooth legs on display, all the way down to her kitten heels. For a second I was mesmerised, utterly intoxicated by her delicious, radiant beauty. I almost wanted to fall to my knees and worship her. I couldn't help but imagine running my hands over her, groaning as I felt her firm, warm flesh beneath the material and tingling as my palms slipped over her satin skin. As the fabric of her dress shifted in the light breeze, she smiled, giggled nervously and played with her hair. A fair few of the guys were swarming around her, much to the disguised, but still obvious, annoyance of some of my other female friends, whose forced smiles and little sideways glances betrayed every ounce of their envy. The guys were being noisy and unruly, in a successful, but ill-advised attempt to get Amy's attention. Their too-loud voices, and forced horseplay merely showed their hunger for her approval, not their leadership or commanding maturity. Their inexperienced eagerness reminded me exactly why I don't usually think about dating 18/19 year old boys. Still, I could sympathise with their motivation. My gaze was drawn to the bare skin all along Amy's shoulders to her neck, it shimmered in the late evening sunlight as if she was an angel. The outfit was way skimpier and sexier than anything she usually wears when she goes out. I prayed that she'd dressed up especially for me. Whether she'd done so or not, I'd definitely dressed for her. I'd chosen my outfit very carefully. I was encased in a short, clingy, dark-blue dress. It moulded to my body: tightly fitting to my bra-less tits and the curve of my waist, before cupping both cheeks of my ass, and squeezing the tops of my upper thighs. It allowed me to show off a nice stretch of bare leg, until, just below my knees, my calves descended into my heeled black boots. Just like last time, I'd aimed for having a hint of dominatrix about me, but only a hint. Not enough to that people would make comments; but, I hoped, just enough to trigger horny, submissive thoughts in Amy's filthy little mind. As I approached the crowd, I braced myself and grinned. My heart was beating fast, but I couldn't let Amy's beauty distract me. I was going to be the siren leading her onto the rocks, not the other way around. I needed to look confident, in control and alluring. I marched up to the crowd, deliberately making sure my heels clicked just a tad louder than usual along the concrete slabs. I was flattered that a few of the guys hanging round Amy turned to face me and greedily scanned their eyes across my body, some more obviously than others. "Hi guys," I purred, only half paying attention. "Wow... Katie... you're looking nice!" a guy called Chris said, taking his usual poorly-disguised look at my legs, then up to my tits, then back down to my legs again. Not that I minded, I always took it as a compliment. "Yeah... I know," I said cheekily, without turning my eyes away from Amy. I was waiting for her to look in my direction, and I didn't have to wait long before she did. Her eyes met mine, and they sparkled. A happy grin spread over her face. Her eyes traced up and down my ensemble and she bit her lip. Bingo! I fired a devilish grin in her direction, winked at her and then turned around to face Chris. "So how's it going?" I said. My stomach reverberated with butterflies as I wondered how Amy would react, but I was determined to distract myself and not let it show. "Yeah, it's good..." he said. Then I watched his mouth as he churned out a little update on his life. Not that I managed to take it in. I think it was something about winning a badminton trophy, and getting a good mark in some recent project, and managing to perfect the process of cold fusion, or something. You know, usual boy stuff. Seducing Amy Ch. 02 I nodded, and tried to sound impressed, he wasn't a bad guy. Sometimes I even fantasised about having him naked on my bedroom floor, squirming in handcuffs, with his hard dick helplessly jutting out in front of him. Suddenly I felt something soft press against my back. I jumped. Then a pair of hands clasped around my eyes. "Guess who?" Amy's voice giggled in my ear. A buzz of arousal wormed its way through my body, all the way to my clit, and a big grin spread over my face. "Someone who's about to be in a lot of trouble!" I retorted. Amy laughed, so did Chris, not that he knew the real context. I reached up, removed her hands, then turned to face her. She blushed, adjusting her outfit, then wrapped her fingers around a rogue wave of her blonde hair. "What do you think of my dress?" she asked, stepping back to give me a full view. I grinned, looked her up and down, then locked eyes with her. "Nice," I said, deliberately playing it cool. She giggled and touched my arm with one of her warm little hands, sending another fizzle of arousal through me. "Thanks!" she said excitedly. Then she leaned in and whispered in my ear really quietly, "You look so hot!" before springing back upright and turning pink. I smiled, feeling a surge of power flood through me, re-energising my muscles. "What did she just say?" asked Chris. "She said your zipper is undone," I wisecracked, staring down at his jeans. His eyes snapped down and his hands rocketed towards his crotch, fumbling with his fly. After a few seconds of panic, he realised that I was joking. He looked up, slightly red faced, and let out a sigh, half in exasperation, half in relief. Amy covered her mouth and giggled. Being a good sport, Chris allowed himself a smirk too. "Sorry," I grinned, "it was just girl talk. You should know better than to ask!" "You're so bad!" Amy exclaimed with a smile. Then leaned in to whisper in my ear again, "And I like it!" "Slut," I whispered back. She looked down at her shoes and bit her lip. I knew it was on. I strode towards another one of my friends, and asked how her early morning rowing practice was going. I made sure to give Amy a good view of my ass; maybe she'd fantasise about kissing it. ++++++++++++++++++ I giggled my way off the dance floor with my friend Kelly. As we travelled, I adjusted my dress, feeling all naughty and sexy. We'd just been hit on by some guys, but they were getting a bit too touchy-feely for our liking. They'd been good-looking, tall and muscular. We guessed they were probably rugby players, maybe a couple of years older than us, and, actually, they seemed pretty fun. However, Kelly had a boyfriend back home, and I had other things on my mind. We saw Chris and some of our other male friends by the main bar, so we scampered over and took refuge with them. Once safe within the group, I felt an urge to create mischief. I gazed around to see if I could spot Amy. I quickly spied her sitting with a group of my female friends in one of the wide semi-circular booths at the side of the room. Even amongst the other girls, clad in their little skirts, shorts and heels, she stood out; shimmering like a little princess as she idly played with her phone. I decided to make her squirm. I whipped out my own phone and texted her, "I bet if I text you, you get all wet under your slutty little dress ;)" I watched her face closely. A few seconds passed, then her expression indicated that she'd seen the text notification. I saw her quickly flick her fingers to open it. Then, as her pupils scanned across the words, her eyes widened, and her lips parted. She leaned forward slightly, bringing both hands up to cup the screen, trying to hide it from prying eyes. For a few seconds, her eyes remained fixed on the phone, then she rammed it into her bag and started to look around. Her hands stroked hard up and down her bare thighs as her neck strained from side to side. Not gaining any instant result, her movements became quicker and more tense. I curled my lips into my mouth to suppress a smile, then turned my back. She was going to have to find me. I looked down at my phone and watched the seconds tick by, not sure whether she was going to come over to me or just text me back. Thirty seconds. Sixty seconds. One minute, thirty seconds. One minute thirty-eight seconds... I felt the touch of a warm little hand on my arm. "Hey... Katie!" I heard Amy's voice say quietly, but insistently. I turned and to see her and looked her up and down. Her head was tilted down slightly, her face framed by her blonde hair, but her eyes looked up at me. I could see she was grinning. Her cheeks were pink and her left foot was tiptoed, making a pivot for her leg as it swung from side to side. "Hey naughty," I said. I'm sure our friends heard what I said, but I thought it would just fly under the radar as just part of my normal banter, "let's go for a chat!" "Yep... ok... cool!" she said, bobbing up and down slightly, gigging and awkwardly brushing her hair from her face. I grasped her hand and led her into the next room where there were some little alcove seats along the wall. It wasn't perfect, but none of our friends were in that room, an alcove granted us an extra degree of privacy. We sat down next to each other, our naked thighs touching. Amy exhaled, ran her hands down her dress, gripped the hem, then shuddered. "It's really difficult to breathe when you send me texts like that... Mistress" she said,. I grinned at her. "Are your little panties getting all wet?" I said in a teasing voice. She blushed deeper, looked down and gripped the hem of her dress a little tighter. "Yes..." she whispered under her breath, "...yes mistress" "Good," I giggled. I bit my lip and roughly squeezed the beautiful exposed flesh of her upper thigh. She jumped, her body wriggling under my touch. I held my hand firm. She closed her eyes and took a few gasps of air. Finally she composed herself and looked into my eyes, "Can we..." she paused, reddening further, "can we... play tonight?" "Hmm," I mused, maintaining my firm grip on her leg, "maybe... but the weekend might be better." Her mouth dropped in disappointment. "Katie!" she exhaled in a high pitched whisper, "that's too long... let's do something tonight... please... I promise I'll be a good girl for you... a really good girl... you can do anything you want to me." I stared back into her eyes, but kept my expression blank. "Katie... please," I gave her nothing back. "You're so... mean!" she said, turning away. "I can be meaner," I said with a grin. She let out a little pant of frustration. Then eyes turned back to me, and said, "Well... you know I kind of like it when you're mean... but..." "It would be really mean if I just got you all horny then sent you home on your own." "Katie!" She grabbed my arm, "Please don't do that... Take me home tonight... What do you want?" I sighed and looked at the ceiling in contemplation. I wondered what I could actually get her to do. I wasn't going to do anything dangerous, but she seemed pretty desperate, so I guess I could dish out a pretty cruel little humiliation if I wanted. Suddenly an evil thought hit me. "Hmm..." I said, "ok, but only if you prove to me what a little whore you are." She looked at my expectantly. I maintained my silence, I wanted her to work for my approval. She cracked. "What do you want me to do?" she asked timidly. I paused for a second, then issued my instructions, "I want you to go to the bathroom... take your soaked little panties off... then bring them back to me." She swallowed. Her eyes widened. Her mouth opened and her expression shifted between what looked like fear, and awe and excitement. She looked down, inspecting just how short her dress was... and it was very, very short. She looked back up at me, "I..." her words caught in her mouth, "I..." I stared right into her eyes. "I..." She started rocking back and forward in tension, screwing her eyes shut. Eventually, she opened her eyes, "ok," she said under her breath. "Now," I demanded in a stern voice, pushing her with my hip. She rose to her feet, visibly trembling. Her face was burning red; the tips of her ears too; and her chest. She looked at me helplessly, then at the bathroom door on the other side of the room. She took a deep breath then shakily walked over to it. The tension seemed like it was almost crippling her and revealed itself in every single one of her movements, until she reached the door, and jumped inside. I squeezed my thighs together feeling my pussy begin to swell and moisten. Poor little Amy, I was really putting her through her paces. I can only imagine how much her emotions must have been churning. I watched the door intently, waiting for her to emerge. It was a few minutes before she did. Maybe there was a queue, or maybe she needed to give herself a pep talk, I don't know. As she slowly sneaked out. I could just about make out a piece of pale pink fabric clumped up tightly in one of her fists. Her other hand tugged down the hem of her little dress, I guess in terror that it might ride up. Her face was still burning red. She looked to see whether the coast was clear, then scurried over to me and discreetly pushed her panties into my hand. I could feel that they were saturated with her warm juices. "Slut," I giggled. She quickly sat down next to me. Her body was shaking. She crossed her legs tightly, gripped the hem of her dress and pulled down. "Can we go now Mistress?" she whispered. "Let me finish my drink first!" She quietly roared in frustration. I chuckled, enjoying squeezing the wet fabric between my hand, then bringing it up to my nose to take in a heady breath, "Mmm," I purred, "humiliation excites you, doesn't it?" "yes mistress." "Well I can think of lots of delicious little humiliations that I'd like to dish out on you," I said. She wailed. "Would you like to hear some?" She didn't answer, she just bit her lip and stared up at the ceiling, breathing heavily. I decided to continue anyway. "Do you remember what everyone did to Jane for her last birthday?" I said, drawing myself close to her, "You know... grabbed her... pinned her down... carried her into the next room... then use cling-film to wrap her poor little body a chair..." Amy screwed her eyes shut, "Katie..." she squealed. "She begged everyone to let her go... but they all just laughed at her... and then they all went into the next room and continue to party, didn't they?" I said. Then I released a little giggle. "Maybe I'd suggest that everyone does that to you for your birthday... it's coming up soon isn't it... I'd get everyone to grab you... and force you onto the chair... and cling-film wrap you to it... with your ankles tied to the chair legs... spread out wide... like a filthy... little... whore" I pushed my mouth right up to her ear, "then we'd leave you there... struggling..." Amy's teeth clenched and her knuckles almost went white with tension as they clamped down even tighter onto the hem of her tiny dress. "I'd be nice though..." I chuckled sarcastically, "I'd keep coming in to 'check' on you... like a good little friend... but..." I paused. "When I'd see you all helpless... and spread-out... I know I'd just make you want to suffer... I wouldn't be able to help it..." "You'd hear me walk behind you... and every single one of your nerve endings would fizzle with anticipation... then you'd feel my lips touch your bare shoulder... and you'd jump... then you'd feel me kiss... and nibble... all the way along your shoulder to your neck... until you'd shudder and wail..." "You'd have to keep it quiet though... or everyone would hear you getting played with..." I let out another giggle. Amy tucked her head into her body. I could see her thigh muscles start to squeeze together rhythmically. I looked around to see if anyone was watching us, but it seemed like we were fine. Then I grinned the most evil grin. "Then you feel me start to run my fingertips all across your exposed skin... down your arms..." I raked my fingernails down one of her arms, forcing a wail from her lips. "down your torso..." I ran my fingers down her dress. "along your legs..." Amy's body twitched as my fingernails trailed across her bare skin. "Then I'd start to run my fingers up and down your inner thighs... leaving little trails of fire across your skin... your muscles would tense... you'd try to close your legs... but you couldn't... you'd be completely at my mercy... and it would make you feel so horny, wouldn't it?" "You'd try to stop it.... but you'd feel your pussy getting hotter... and wetter..." Amy squealed through her clenched teeth. "Katie... I can't take this..." "You'd be aching for me to play with you wouldn't you... I'd make you feel so fucking horny you couldn't stand it..." "Maybe I'd even slip my fingers inside your panties... and start to play with your wet little pussy... running my fingers through your swollen... wet... lips..." "I'd slowly swirl my fingers around and around your hard little clit... I'd tease you until you were moaning... tease you until you were dribbling all down your thighs..." "And as I'd play with you... you'd feel yourself getting hornier and hornier... you'd start to gasp and moan... and you'd start to feel an orgasm building deep inside of you... wouldn't you?" "You'd struggle... but each time you feel my fingers rub around your clit... you'd feel yourself getting closer and closer to cumming... I'd tease you until you were right on the fucking edge..." I paused. "Then I'd leave you there..." A tortured wail left Amy's lips. Her crossed thighs pumped hard and fast... the foot of her top leg jiggled. "You'd be squirming so fucking badly wouldn't you... but you wouldn't be able to do anything about it... I'd just leave you there as you wriggled... and struggled... like a helpless... little... bitch." "And I'd do it over and over... I'd keep coming back... and you'd feel your pussy getting hotter and hotter... wetter and wetter... you'd feel like you were going to explode... you'd feel you were just on the edge of cumming... you'd almost feel your body start to shake..." Amy started to pant loudly, her body starting to rock back and forth as her foot continued to pump... "Katie... I... fuck... Katie... I'm going to..." her voice trailed off. "Then I'd just stand in front of you... with my hands on my hips... grinning at you... as you'd feel yourself hover on the edge of orgasm... and you'd beg... you'd beg me to make you cum... right there... whilst you were wrapped up... and your friends partied in the next room... you'd beg me to play with you so you start to cum..." "Katie... please..." "You'd beg me to make you shake and shudder as you feel your orgasm explode inside you... beg me to make you cum, hard, now." "Katie..." Amy inhaled... then inhaled deeper... then inhaled deeper still. Her hips thrust up off the seat. Her thighs clenched hard. Then she came. And her body started to buck and judder right there in the club. She gripping her hem of her dress like her life depended on it. "Cum like a little slut," I rasped, "cum like I own your horny little pussy..." She started to shake harder. Wailing. "And your body just wants to keep on cumming, doesn't it? The waves of pleasure just keep flowing through you.... and it feels so fucking good... it goes on and on... pulsing through you... over and over..." I started to giggle, looking around to see whether anyone was watching. Nobody was. Fucking hell! How had I gotten away with that? Amy started taking deep breaths, as she continued to tremble. "Look at me," I demanded. Amy's awestruck eyes locked on to mine. Her jaw hung open, but no words left her lips. She just panted as she trembled. "Now we're going home," I said. Her eyes started to roll around. "Katie... what... the... hell... just... happened..." "You know what happened." I said with a smile. "You came. Whore!" "Katie... fuck... I'm so wet..." "I bet, do you need to get yourself cleaned up?" She nodded. I reached into my bag and threw her some tissues. "If anyone asks, you split your drink," I said. ++++++++++++++++++ "Hurry up," I said, as I dragged my whimpering little friend out of the club. I held her bag and my own as she seemed unable to focus. My mind quickly zipped over the options to get back to my room. There were two ways: one via the main streets, which is more direct; the other via a few quieter residential streets. I selected the residential route. It would take a few more minutes, but it would be less likely we'd be seen. "This way," I hissed. Amy nodded, then clumsily scuttled after me. Her body was still quivering. Her breathing still heavy, and punctuated by panicky little wails. I guess being post-orgasmic; being clad in only a tiny piece of fabric; and being deprived of her panties, had all combined to drive her to the edge of sanity. She stooped over as she hurried forward, but kept her neck tilted up so her face pointed straight forward. Her hands gripped the hem on each side of her little dress, desperately trying to stop it from riding up and exposing her soaked little pussy. Seemingly fixated on reaching the safety of my room, her teeth were clenched and her eyes were locked forward, resolutely avoiding the bemused stares the occasional passer-by. The way she tugged at the fabric of her dress made it mould tightly to the delicious mounds of her ass. I knew it was cruel, but couldn't help but turn her suffering up a notch. Although the streets weren't completely empty, there were frequent lengthy gaps between us and anyone else. I decided to warm her ass up with a good firm swat of my hand. -SWAT- She jumped and yelped, "Fucking hell! Katieeeee!" "You don't say, 'Katie', you say 'Thank you Mistress'" I rasped. For a second she froze. She looked at me and indignation snapped over her face. I put my hands on my hips and held her stare. As I glared at her, her breathing became quicker, her shaking became harder. Her eyes flicked down to the floor. "thank you mistress," she whispered, just on the edge of audibility. "I can't hear you," I goaded back. Her face flushed red. Her face quickly snapped from side to side. There was nobody around for about 100 metres. Her gaze met mine, "Thank you Mistress," she said again, slightly louder. "Good girl," I grinned back at her. Then I reached behind her and swatted her ass again. She yelped. Then composed herself. Then breathed, "Thank you Mistress!" We resumed our walk, but whenever a gap opened up, I gave her butt cheeks a reminder who was boss. Maybe one spank if the gap was small. Maybe more if the gap was bigger. As we got closer we got to our halls, I couldn't help but whisper dirty things into her ear as I dished out my punishment. "Horny little slut, aren't you?" I teased. -SWAT- "Yes Mistress... Thank you mistress..." "You'll soon be on your knees, begging won't you?" -SWAT- "Yes Mistress.... Thank you Mistress..." "Then you'll start cumming all over my bed, won't you?" -SWAT- "yes... mistress! thank you... mistress." As this continued, I noticed that her voice had become quieter and she had started to tremble more and more. She had also started to slow down and was taking tiny little steps with her legs close together. I looked up and down her body slightly puzzled. Then I saw it. A wide grin spread across my face. The insides of her thighs were glistening with wetness. "Getting wet again are we?" I teased. Seducing Amy Ch. 02 "Mis..tress..." Amy stuttered, "I... think... I'm... gonna... cum!" I swatted her ass again. I hit hard and clean. She yelped and danced on the spot, all the time tugging at the hem of her little dress. "Thank you... Mistress!" she squealed, "but no... really.... I'm on the edge! I don't wanna cum... not here... someone will see us..." "Keep walking," I said, a plan rapidly developing in my mind. We were virtually home. We were walking down the path almost next to the side of our block. I say almost next to the block, because there's a row of trees and bushes, separating the building from the path. There's also a little gap between the bushes and the building. I swatted her again as she shuffled forward, her trembling becoming ever more forceful. "It sends a tingle right to the end of your clit when I spank you, doesn't it?" I said. "yes mistress... thank you mistress..." she squeaked. I swatted her again. Her knees buckled and she breathed heavily "thank... you... mistress" "Now get behind that bush!" I ordered. "Whaaa?" she murmured. "Here," I said, grabbing her hand, and dragging her through a little gap in the hedge. She stumbled through the foliage, then I pressed her up against the wall, pinning her hands either side of her. I stared into her terror-filled blue eyes. Through our clothes, I could feel every shake of her body. Slowly, I pushed one of my thighs forward between her legs, then started to raise it up her slippery skin, all the way to her crotch. The hem of her dress rose up and I grinned as I pressed up to her hot, soaked pussy lips. She whimpered breathlessly, "Katie... we can't do this!" But her words clearly meant nothing; she was too horny. She started to grind her slick little snatch into my leg. "We can't!" she repeated, but she didn't stop grinding. "There's nobody about," I replied. "What if people hear... there are rooms just above us... I'm gonna cum... I know I'm gonna cum... I can't stop it... Katie... they're gonna hear us... oh God!" "Here," I said, releasing her arms, reaching into my handbag, and dragging out her used cotton panties, still soaked with her juices, "bite down on these." A look of utter humiliation flashed over her face and her jaw dropped. I used the opportunity to slowly push her the knickers into her mouth. Her eyes widened even further, but her hips pressed against me even harder and faster. She bit down. I re-pined her wrists. Little muffled moans and wails emanated from her stuffed mouth. Tears started to leak from her eyes. "You're going to cum for me like a little bitch, aren't you?" I whispered into her ear. "Ugh!" she squealed and nodded, "Ugh... ugh... ugh..." "You're going to cum, with your panties stuffed in your mouth like a filthy little slave girl.." At that her fists bunched. Her head tilted back. Her spine arched. Her hips pressed into me with force. I could tell she was going over the edge. "Cum for me," I rasped. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" she wailed and her body started to shudder violently. I kept my thigh pressed firmly against her crotch and she kept on gyrating all over it as she shook. Her own leg muscles clenched and unclenched as she came. Her juices flowed over my thigh. "Slut," I laughed, as she trembled, "I told you I was going to ruin you, didn't I?" Her knees started to give way, but I pressed my body against hers and held her in place as best I could. She was breathing heavily through her panties, and I thought she could do with some more air. Careful to keep supporting her, I raised one of my arms and extracted her panties from her mouth. Through her ragged breaths, some beautiful words left her lips. "Hurt me," she whimpered, "make me cry." Emboldened, I raised my hand and started slapping it across her face, gently, but humiliatingly. She winced, and tears flowed from her eyes. "Awww... my little slut needs it badly, doesn't she?" Her mouth opened wide and her eyes screwed shut. Her crotch started gyrating against my leg once more. "Come with me," I said, dropping my thigh. I grabbed her by the hand and walked her quickly out of the bushes and towards the entrance to the building. Thankfully, there was nobody about. Amy stumbled and blubbered as she walked, barely able to keep herself upright. Once inside, I carefully helped her up the stairs, ordering her to grip the handrail for support. My room is on the top floor, and there are a few flights to navigate. Half way up, on one of the landings I pushed her up against the wall. "When we get upstairs, I'm going to hurt you," I rasped into her ear, "I'm going to show you what a submissive little bitch you really are." Her knees buckled, her body folded, and she clung to the rail for support. I heard a door open down the corridor, followed by footsteps. "Come on!" I growled. She straightened herself out, but was visibly trembling. "Someone might be coming." She wiped her eyes, and we quickly continued up the stairs. Thankfully, nobody entered the stairwell. Eventually, we reached the top floor, I grabbed her hand once more and I dragged her right to the end of my corridor where my room was. I fumbled with my keys and we darted inside. I flicked on my little bedside lamp, filling the room with a dull orange glow. Amy stood in the centre of the room sobbing gently. I strode back towards her, the started to circle her, slowly. "Strip," I ordered. In a flash she pulled off her dress and unclipped her strapless bra, releasing her breasts. "Shoes too," I said. She bent down and unfastened her cream kitten heels and threw them in the corner. I could barely get over how hot she looked naked: her slim waist, her large, perky, gravity-defying tits, her silky smooth legs, it was all so delicious. I wanted to touch and lick and kiss every inch of her. Her gorgeous blonde ringlets still had little leaves in them after our trip through the hedge. And her eyes were wide and wet, with little streaks of mascara down her cheeks. Her pussy and inner thighs were as slick as ever with her juices. "hurt me," she whispered, tears still running down her cheeks, "dominate me... use me like a whore... ruin me!" She was getting lost in her own submission. I recognised the feeling. I've been there too. It's maddening, irresistible, intoxicating and all consuming. I was going to give her what she wanted, but I had to be responsible. "Do you remember your safe word?" I asked, sternly. "yes," she snivelled and wiping her tears on the back of her hand. "What is it?" I said, needing to be sure that she remembered it. "red..." she stuttered, "and... yellow... if I'm getting close to my limits." "Good girl," I said, then added, "are you close to using it now?" "no," she whimpered, "I want this... ruin me..." I believed her. I recognised where she was at. And I smiled. But I wasn't going to get reckless. I wasn't going to dish out heavy pain, and besides, that isn't really my thing. But I couldn't wait to push her just a little bit further into the submission that she clearly craved. "Very well," I said with a big evil grin on my face, "now go and stand against the wall. Spread your legs and put your hands behind your back." "yes mistress," she whispered, then awkwardly padded to the side of the room. She pressed her tits against the wall; shuffled her legs wide; and clasped her hands behind her. "Good girl," I said. I went over to my bed and pulled out my box of tricks from beneath it. I extracted a black satin blindfold and a pair of soft, leather handcuffs. Her body shifted slightly and she took a deep inhalation as she heard my presence behind her. "katie..." she whispered as I wrapped the cuffs around her wrists and secured the buckle, just tight enough to prevent escape, "oh katie..." I didn't mind that she didn't always call me Mistress. Using my name was just as beautiful, perhaps more so. It let me know that, in her mind, she was submitting to me and not just to the abstract concept. I gently pulled her blindfold over her eyes. No words escaped her lips this time, just desperate wail. I'd left her completely helpless and vulnerable, and she knew it and there was absolutely nothing she could do about it. The poor girl looked as gorgeous from behind as she did from the front. Her toned legs; the delicious curve of her waist to her hip; and the smooth, pale skin of her back: it was all so very beautiful. However, it was her arousal, combined with the degradation of her predicament that really got me. The way her tits pressed against the wall as she sobbed; the way I could see the glistening wet lips of her pussy hanging down between her thighs; and the way her firm little butt cheeks stung with bright pink hand-marks: it all served to inflame me with an evil, hungry passion. I slowly paced up and down behind her, allowing my desire to build. With deliberate precision, each footstep of my heeled boot clicked loudly on the tiled wooden floor. Amy gasped and jumped every single time, only inciting me to step harder and louder. I finally stopped right behind her and pressed my body against hers. She whimpered. "You're so screwed..." I whispered cruelly, "you're going to be a pitiful little wreck by the time I'm done with you." I bunched up her blonde hair in one of my hands and pulled her head back. Then I ran my nose along from her shoulder to the nape of her neck drinking in her the sweet, natural, musky scent of her body. Her body twitched and her legs jumped. "Mmmmmm," I breathed, "you smell so fucking good, I just wanna fucking ruin you." She whimpered. I reached in front of her with one hand and started to grab her firm tits roughly. Then I dragged my nose across her again. And again. Each time inhaling deeper and louder, "MMMMMMMMMM," I growled, loosing myself to my animalistic passions, "Hot. Little. Bitch." Then I cracked my hand down onto her helplessly exposed ass. She squealed and her legs sagged. I shifted my arm around her waist to keep her upright. "Oh Katie... KATIE... KATIE!" she shrieked. With my free hand I unleashed on her. Slapping down spank after spank. Her little toes curled; her immobilised hands bunched into fists. Her butt morphed from pink to red. She was wheezing; wailing and blubbering. As I humiliated her, she pressed her hips against her wall. I could feel her start to gyrate. "Oh... trying to get yourself off on the fucking wall are you?" I rasped, "Filthy. Little. Whore." I punctuated each word with another hard spank. Tears flowed from underneath her blindfold, but she didn't stop grinding. Whether she could get any friction or not, she gasped with so much tension in her breath that I guessed she was close to cumming. My hand around her waist shot down hand shot down between her legs. She was hot and wet, absolutely leaking juices. I began to rotate my fingers around her clit; firm and fast. Another taut gasp left her lips. Then another, then another. I pressed my body against hers to keep her upright. Her back arched. Her thigh muscles started clenching and un-clenching. I gave her big, hard spank on the ass. "Cum for me," I growled. Climax hit her. Powerful tremors of pleasure hammered through her body. I unleashed a few more spanks. Her legs almost gave way entirely. She was twitching and shaking uncontrollably. "Oh, don't think I'm fucking done with you yet," I rasped in her ear as she continued to cum, "I'm not going to be done with you until you're a wreck on the floor." I reached down a little further and slipped a couple of my fingers inside her soaked orgasmic pussy. Then I started pulsing them, hard, against the little rough patch of her g-spot. Her muscles clamped down on me like a vice. "Ugh... ugh... ugh... ugh..." she wailed over and over as I pressed. She was sagging down the wall. Her thigh muscles clenching and un-clenching powerfully and rhythmically. "You're gonna cum for me again aren't you?" I growled, "You're gonna cum against the wall like a filthy little slut." It was too much for her. Her body went taut. "Uuuuuuuuuuggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhh!" Then I felt an explosion of liquid. Her pussy squirted everywhere. Splashing my hand, the walls, her thighs and the floor. Her muscles convulsed. She lost all control over herself and I could barely support her. I eased her down onto the floor. She continued to shake violently. I cradled her sweating naked body in my lap as she gently moaned, and quivered and sobbed. I quickly unbuckled her handcuffs and slipped off her blindfold, suddenly feeling an urge to protect her. I stroked my hands through her hair. "You are so beautiful," I murmured to her, "... and lovely... and kind..." She didn't say anything, but she shakily wrapped her arms around me and gripped hard. I continued to stroke her hair and I leaned down and gently kissed her cheek, "I'll look after you," I whispered. I was sitting in a damp puddle of her juices and I was immeasurably horny; however, I was going to give her as long as she needed to recover. We stayed like that for a considerable amount of time, her head resting on my chest. Every so often her body would twitch. After what seemed like an age, she wiped her eyes, lifted her head, and looked up at me. Under her mascara streaked cheeks, the biggest, happiest grin spread across her face. "Oh, Katie... Katie... Katie!" she sighed, her eyes sparkled for a second before she slumped head back down. Her eyes closed but she continued to smile, and then started to giggle. I held her tighter and kissed her cheek once more. "You are my favourite naughty girl," I said. We both started giggling. "I love being your naughty girl!" she whispered breathlessly. A fresh surge of arousal flooded through me. "I know," I grinned, "Now get up." She shifted herself onto her knees, but she seemed to be unable to stand. I didn't care. I wanted her on her knees anyway. I lifted myself off the floor, moved over to my bed, and sat on the edge. I reached between my legs and pulled down my knickers and threw them into the corner. "Here," I ordered, clicking my fingers and pointing to the floor directly in front of me. I pulled the hem of my dress up to my waist and spread my legs, revealing my own wet pussy. I needed to get off and she was going to give me exactly what I wanted. She bit her lip. Then with a eager glint in her eye she shakily crawled over to me, shaking her hips like a little kitten.... an exhausted little kitten. "Ok naughty," I said, "you're gonna get me off, and I'm gonna teach you exactly how to do it properly." Last time we had played, she'd brought me off more than once, but I could tell it was her first time with a girl. Despite her wonderful eagerness, she needed a fuller education and I was going to give it to her. "Yes mistress," Amy nodded excitedly. "Ok, sometimes I'll want you to take your time and take me on a long journey of different sensations, but tonight, we're gonna do this nice and quick." "Yes mistress." "Ok, first I want you to lick my pussy all over with your tongue and get it even wetter." "Yes mistress," Amy said. I screwed my eyes shut and groaned as I felt her wet tongue on my swollen pussy lips. "Good girl!" I squealed. "Now, gently... very gently... suck my pussy lips into your mouth," She complied. I wailed in ecstasy. Pleasure flooded through me. I arched my head back, revelling in the divine sensation. "Now... dart your tongue in and out of my slit." I gripped the bed sheets as I felt her enter me and clamped my thighs around her face, "Good girl!" I squealed, "Very good girl!" It felt so delicious that it was almost unbearable. I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back, then looked straight into her eyes. "In a minute you're going to lick my clit," I said, "and when you're on your knees like that, just flick my clit up and down with your tongue. Be firm. Be consistent. Don't vary your rhythm. Don't start messing about trying to do the alphabet or any shit like that. Just keep going, up and down. Even if your fucking tongue gets tired, you're just going to keep on going. You're gonna get me off. Understand?" I knew it wasn't going to take me long to get off, after spending the evening watching her suffer, I was so close already; however, I knew I needed to instil the right attitude. "Yes Mistress!" she exclaimed. "But first, I want to show you who's boss," then grabbed the back of her head and pushed it between my legs, gyrated my pussy, and smeared my juices all of her pretty fucking face. Then I pulled her hair back again. Her jaw was dropped and her eyes wide. Her face was flushed with humiliation. "Now lick," I ordered, pushing her face back between my legs. Quickly her tongue flicked against my clit. Waves of pleasure surged through my entire body. I screwed my eyes shut and everything from earlier in the evening flooded back to me: how beautiful she had looked when I first saw her in her little sun dress; how powerful I'd felt when I'd winked at her; how I'd made her take her panties off; how I'd tease her with my words until she was bucking and gyrating in her seat; how I'd made her squirt up against the fucking wall of my room. I didn't have a favourite. It was all so good. But my mind fixed of the image of her in the club. Sitting next to me as I whispered dirty things in her ear. Clamping her legs together. Thrusting her hips. Gripping the hem of her dress. It was too much for me I was powering up the hill, all the way to orgasm. My thighs clamped around Amy's head. "Make... me... cum!" I roared, as I felt myself approach the crest. My neck arched back. Then I wailed as I went over the edge. My body started to shake. "Lick me!" I shouted, "lick me, lick me, lick me.." I exploded into a world of incandescent pleasure. Wave after wave of orgasm hit me. And I rode Amy out, grinding my crotch against her tongue. Finally, I looked down at her and grinned. "Oh God!" I wailed, "You. Are. Such. A. Good. Little. Girl!" Amy's face emerged, slick with my juices, panting slightly, but smiling cutely. "Did you like that Mistress?" she asked impishly. "Amy... that was... delicious," I said, in a happy daze. "You're definitely going to do that again!" "I like servicing you, Mistress!" Amy said, smiling a triumphant little smile, clearly proud of what she had just done. "Now come here," I said. I got up onto the bed properly and lay down. Then I patted the sheets next to me. Amy shakily crawled up and we kissed. I suddenly realised that was our first proper kiss of the whole evening. I took my time to savour her soft lips and run my hand across her smooth skin as I came down from my orgasm. "I'm broken," Amy giggled, "but I still feel so horny." "Yeah," I replied, "me too." Seducing Amy I grabbed the back of her hair into a bunch and firmly yanked it backwards exposing her neck. She gasped. I took my free hand and slipped off one of the shoulders of her dress exposing a swathe of her smooth, vulnerable flesh. I love, love, love girls' shoulders and neck. I moved down and gently nibbled on her shoulder. She squeaked. Then kissed it. Then nibbled a bit closer and kissed again. She squeaked louder. I guess she knew I was heading towards her neck. She started writhing, almost flailing, mouthing the words,"Oh God, oh God, oh God!" following by uncontrolled squealing. Her feet kicked against the bed in a frenzy. "Stay still... slut!" I said. But she couldn't. Every kiss and nibble closer to her neck seemed to drive her a little bit more insane. "Katie, oh God, fuck, KATIE!" she said (or something like that!) but I kept on going. Closer and closer until I hit the sweet spot right where the shoulder meets the neck. Her body spasmed as I kissed and licked and nibbled. "Fu-ugh-ugh-uck!" she started, before her vocal chords twisted into producing a high pitched squeal. I delighted in kissing and teasing her vulnerable skin. Then I grabbed her and forced her down onto the bed so she was on her back. She yelped. I grinned at her and I pinned her, at first with both hands either side of her head, then I moved her hands together, so I could pin both of her wrists with just one of my hands. I knew I was probably stronger than her due to all my time in the gym... but I didn't know quite how much stronger and I don't weigh a great deal. Maybe she could have pushed me off if she tried, maybe not, but she wasn't resisting. She was being a good little slut for me! "You look so fucking hot in that dress," I growled, grinning down at her. She didn't respond. Her mouth was hanging open and she was panting heavily. I definitely wasn't going to let up yet though I gently raked my fingernails down her body, all the way down to her bare thighs, making her squirm. Then I started to feel and caress her. I thought it best to be bold. I murmured to myself in satisfaction as I felt her waist and her delicious tits, compressing the firm flesh beneath my palms. Little whimpers of delight escaped her lips. I reached down and kissed her, and we shifted onto our sides, facing each other. Our legs entwined. I loved the feeling of smooth skin against smooth skin. Then my hands went all over her body and hers did over mine. I remember teasing my fingers around the edge of her dress, which seemed to really work her up. I raked my fingernails over her bare arms, her bare legs and her back, which made her body gyrate. Eventually, I felt her starting grind her crotch into my leg. Little slut. I swear I could feel her dampness on my thigh, but at that point I thought there was no way she'd actually be soaking through her knickers and her dress... "Not yet" I grinned at her and she flushed red. I'm not sure she'd even realised what she'd been doing. "Take off your dress," I said. She complied hastily, but awkwardly, without saying a word. Her face was still flushed, but I guess she was getting off on the dominance too much for her embarrassment to be a barrier. She shifted up on the bed and pulled off her dress. It was one of those moments when you feel your own eyes bulge. As I said, I'd always thought she was cute. But damn fucking God she looked good in her underwear. Her skin looked so pale and smooth and perfect. Not an ounce of fake tan (which I admit can look hot, but it's only one of many ways to be hot), she was just beautiful and natural. She was wearing the cutest white and pink polka-dot bra and panties... and I could see a dark little damp patch on the front. Hold on... did I say 'little' damp patch... actually nope... it was a large damp patch. I could even see the wet sheen on the fabric glisten. Filthy. Little. Slut. Her tits looked... magnificent. As I'd suspected, they were jealousy-inducingly big and round. I didn't actually peak at her cup size, but maybe D? Double D? E? I can't judge. I love my breasts, they're nice and firm and perky, but my own bra shopping is limited to slightly lower down the alphabet! I was still fully clothed and booted. I wanted to stay that way for a bit because I thought it would emphasise her submission. "Mmmmmmm," I said, "you are so fucking sexy it's untrue!" She gave an embarrassed little smile. I loved how simultaneously nervous and excited she was. Then I dragged her down on to the bed again and stroked my hands all over the newly exposed skin, absorbing its delicious silkiness and warmth. It was driving me a little bit crazy. I started manhandling her. Squeezing her arms. Grabbing her ass and thighs... all of which made her moan. It was incredible to feel the little jerks and twists of her body as I roughly compressed her glorious, tight flesh. As we kissed and touched, I raised my hand up and gave her an experimental spank on her panty-covered ass. I struck carefully. Not too hard that it would hurt, but hard enough so she knew what I was doing. And I aimed for the lower part of one of her cheeks. The part that, when I get hit, sends a vibration all the way to my clit. I hit pretty cleanly and she yelped in surprise. Then she smiled and her eyes sparkled. Then I spanked again, a bit harder. She yelped again, then smiled. I spanked a few more times. Alternating between her cheeks. She bit her lip and her body started to writhe, her legs shifting back and forth. "I want to spank you properly," I said. She nodded, "Yes mistress." "If you actually can't take it any more, say 'red', if you're very close to your limit say 'yellow' ok?" "Yes mistress." "The rest of the time you can just moan like a little bitch," I said teasingly. She giggled. "Ok, get over the side of the bed," I grinned. I made her drape herself over the side of the bed. Her knees on the floor and her face, tits and arms stretched out over the covers. I pinged the waistband of her panties. "Off," I commanded. She quickly took one hand and pulled them down her thighs and over her legs, and threw them over to the corner. I remember thinking to myself that I'd definitely activated her slut module! "Now spread your legs," I said, gently slapping both sides of her inner thighs. And she opened her legs. Suddenly I could see her pussy. It was shaved and smooth. And fucking hell it was wet! She was absolutely soaked. Her entire public region was slick with moisture, it had even percolated down her inner thighs. Then I got out my spreader bar and attached a cuff to each of her ankles, making sure her legs were kept apart, "Oh God!" she squealed as I clipped the cuffs shut. I stood back for a second and admired her. Her hot little body stretched out over my bed, and her legs spread revealing her pussy. Her skin was pale, but tight and smooth. There was the slightest hint of redness on her butt from the little spanks I had already given her. I could see the muscles in her thighs and ass clenching and unclenching. She was also shifting slightly from side to side. I don't know whether it was the anticipation of the spanking, or just because she was trying to get some friction on her pussy. Then I took my hand and placed a solid spank on her left cheek. Her body jumped and she took a sharp intake of breath. Then I caressed her butt, delighting in the firm, warm flesh. Then I spanked her right cheek. Then back to the left. Then right again. I counted to ten. As I went on she started squealing and yelping, until it became one almost continuous tortured moan. Her ass muscles clenching really hard now. Her butt was glowing deep pink. I admired my handiwork, then reached down and touched the base of her inner thigh, where it meets the knee. Then I started drawing my hand slowly upwards. That drove her a little bit mad. "Poor little girl in a spreader bar..." I teased, "what will I do with you?" As my hand went higher she started to squeal, "Katie, Katie, KATIE!" until I reached all the way up to her soaked snatch. A huge groan left her mouth, as I ran my fingers through her drooling pussy lips. The heat coming off her was like a furnace. I coated my hand it in, then smeared it down her thighs. "Wet little girl, aren't you?" I teased. "I'm sorry," she said, with a very embarrassed tone in her voice. I laughed, "Don't be sorry! I love feeling how soaked you are." I knelt down behind her, put my face between her legs, tilted my head up and drank in her scent. She breathed in loudly. It was heady, musky and sweet. It turned me on so much! Then I licked all the way along her slit taking her juices on my tongue. "Mmmmmmmmmm!" I giggled. "Fuck!" she squealed. I pulled back and watched her body squirming. Then I unleashed another spank. Her body jolted. Then I rained down a few more, alternating between her cheeks. A noise something like "eeee... eeeeee... eeeeeee... eeeeeeee... EEEEEEE... EEEEEEEEEE" left her lips. Getting louder with each spank. I counted out another ten until the pink glow of her ass started to turn red. I could see her hands were clenched on the bedsheets, bunching up the fabric. Her teeth were biting down onto the sheets too and she was dribbling slightly from her mouth. Then I looked at her pussy and saw something that I've never seen before, at least in real life. Her pussy dripped. It actually DRIPPED! A little slimy band of moisture dribbled down out of her pussy to the floor. I can only imagine how turned on she must have been. I unclipped the spreader bar and told her to get up. She got to her feet shakily and looked at me open-mouthed. I could see little tears running down the sides of her cheeks. "Did you like that?" I said. She didn't answer verbally, she just nodded. "Now off with this too," I said, snapping her bra gently. Red faced, she reached behind her and unclipped her bra. It fell down onto the floor. Her breasts were beautiful. Astonishingly beautiful. Totally natural, but so round, and so gravity-defying, with circular little upturned nipples. "Nice," I said. Then bent down and licked one of her nipples. She gasped. I straightened myself and grinned at my naked little prize. Then I pushed her down onto the bed. "Get on your back and spread yourself out for me." She complied. Then I whipped out the cuffs on each corner of the bed (I'd tied them there earlier and hidden the cuffs under my covers) and restrained her, spread-eagled on top of the covers. Her thigh muscles tensed, trying to close her legs, seemingly testing the restraints, but they held firm. I knew they would, I'd tested them earlier. Now I had this cute girl all spread out for me, helpless and vulnerable. I had a beautiful view of her soaked snatch with moisture glistening over her entire pubic area and down her thighs. Her chest rose and fell with deep breaths, her big, delicious tits went with them. I crawled onto the bed on top of her and kissed her. Then I started kissing down her body, very slowly and deliberately. This sent her into a frenzy, of writhes and moans. When my lips reached her public area, I shifted down further and went straight to her knee. Then started kissing up her inner thigh. I can barely describe the sounds coming from her lips, but they were loud, horny and tortured. When I reached the top. I ran my tongue along the crevice between her leg and crotch, then all the way along her bikini line. This seemed to drive her absolutely fucking nuts. I did the same thing on her other leg, starting at the knee and working my way up. Her hips started thrusting and her whole body started tensing and un-tensing. "Fuuuuuccccck!" she squealed as, once more, my tongue slid along her bikini line. Then I put my face between her legs and ran my tongue up her slit. Her mouth let go a mixture of mewling, whimpering, moaning... all manner of sounds, which continued as I started to gently suck on her pussy lips. Her hips started bucking up towards me with force. I could see she was losing it. And I also looked up and saw more tears leaking from her eyes. "Please Mistress!" she begged. "You want to be licked?" I teased "YES!" she moaned. "Maybe." I said, then sucked on her pussy lips again. "Fuck! Please! Fuck!" she screamed. Or at least something to that effect. Then I pulled back and looked at the poor, struggling, mewling girl in front of me. "Ok," I said, "but you have to lick me first." I grinned at her with the most evil grin. Her eyes seemed to roll back into her head with frustration. I kept my clothes on, but whipped off my knickers. Then I positioned myself so my thighs straddled her head. I lowered my pussy down close to her lips, and steadied myself on the wall which met the head of the bed. I was very wet too. Just to make her squirm, I shifted my abdomen all around, to smear my own juices all over her face. "Lick me, slut!" I demanded. I groaned as she started lapping my clit. She didn't have any particular skill, I guess this was probably her first time with a girl, but it didn't matter. I knew it wasn't going to take long for me to get off. I was too drunk on horniness. And each little lick sent a hot rhythmic pulse of pleasure flooding through me. I found myself getting hot, too hot in fact, and pulled off my shirt and my bra -- leaving me only in my little skirt and boots. Then I pressed my face against the wall and moaned, losing myself in the moment. The thought of her spanked ass and the drip from her pussy reverberated through my head, and the thought of her saying "Mistress," over and over echoed in my ears. I felt myself getting close very fast. And I started to grind into her face. I had just enough consciousness left to make sure I kept my grinds gentle so she had plenty of room to breathe. I could feel my orgasm building inside me. Growing rapidly. Unstoppably. I was going to explode. "I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum..." I squealed. I went rigid. Held my breath. Then it hit me. Heavy waves of pleasure juddered through me. My muscles trembled and shook as I rode it out. My juices leaking down all over her face. "Good girl!" I moaned as the pleasure throbbed through me, "Good little slut!" I did all that I could to stop my body from slumping. I didn't want to finish with her yet. I pulled back and looked at her. Her face was coated with wetness. A mixture of her saliva, my juices and her tears. She looked bedraggled. Desperate. And wanton. I looked down her body and saw a big wet patch on the covers between her legs. I guess her pussy must have gone into fucking overdrive. "Katie, please!" she squealed at me. "Please what?" I teased. "PLEASE LICK ME!" "Pretty please?" I teased again. "PRETTY PLEASE! PLEASE WITH BELLS ON! PLEASE!" "I'll think about it," I said. She roared in agony. Then I shifted down and licked along her bikini line again. Then started sucking her lips into her my mouth. Her tortured begging continued. I actually thought she was going to have a genuine full-on crying session, so I let up. I started lapping at her clit. I loved the feeling of my tongue flicking over her firm little bud. She moaned. Then I slipped my middle finger inside her sopping little slit. It made a little squelching sound as it went in, and it felt like I was pressing into a warm, wet heaven. She was so slick, but so tight! I hooked the pad of my finger up and felt for the little rough spot inside. Then I started pulsing my fingers up in time with my licks. As I pulsed and licked, I felt her leg muscles clench and unclench around my head. It got me horny all over again feeling the soft, smooth skin of her thighs press against my face. All the time, incoherent wails left her lips. I so wanted to talk dirty to her, but my mouth was already engaged. As I went on, I looked up her body and could see her arms pulling against the restraints. I could see the tension in her little biceps, and her fists were bunched up tightly. I knew she was getting very close. I kept on going, pulsing fast and rhythmically. She inhaled loudly. Then again. Then again. Then she held her breath. Her thighs pressed against my cheeks. I felt her back arch and her hips push up towards me. Suddenly, her hips dropped and her body started shuddering. Waves of orgasm seemed to ripple through her stomach muscles. And her juices actually squirted out of her pussy, right onto my face! Yes! I'd actually made her squirt! I raised my head up, whilst continuing to pulse with my finger, "Cum for me!" I said. And I rode her out whilst she continued to shake. It was like she was having a fit. It was so hot to watch it... to feel it... to experience her wrecked little body twitching against my own. When I felt she'd had as much as she could take I lifted myself up and untied her restraints. I laid next to her and told her to "Come here," and she shifted over and we cuddled. Well, I say we cuddled, she snapped her arms around my body and gripped me like she was holding on for dear life. I could still feel her naked, sweaty body trembling and I could see tears were leaking from her eyes all over again -- or maybe they just hadn't stopped. I stroked her hair and absorbed her warmth. I could feel her tits and nipples pressing against my chest and our legs snaked around each other. I felt like I'd ruined her, in the best possible way! I tried to reassure her, "I've got you" I remember saying. She didn't say anything. I don't think she even could. The cuddle seemed to last forever. I didn't look at my clock. It might have been ten minutes, it might have been an hour. I was just lost in horny euphoria. Finally, there came a point where she opened her eyes and a huge grin spread across her face. She looked at me with wide sparkling eyes. "Did you like that?" I said. She just giggled and started kissing my cheek, still maintaining her vice like grip. As I looked at her, she kept opening her mouth as if to say something, then stopping and giggling again. "You're wonderful!" she finally managed. I could still feel little pulses and shifts in her body. We giggled together and had a little conversation about I don't know what. At one point, I remember whispering in her ear, "Submissive. Little. Slut." which she loved. She told me that she loved how I'd just taken charge, and that she'd never felt as horny before and she couldn't stop thinking about what we'd just done. Then we started kissing and stroking each other's bodies all over again... I got horny again very quickly. Her skin was so silky I couldn't take my hands away. I wanted to press every inch of myself against her. And the best thing was... I could! I had her naked and all to myself, at least for that night. I couldn't help myself from reliving everything in my head. The images of her dripping pussy. Her red ass. Her gripping me whilst she trembled. My pussy was getting so hot and slick I could barely stand it. Then I thought struck me... I realised I didn't have to wait for satisfaction, I was in charge. The Domme in me surfaced once more. I ordered her to get down and lick me. For a second she was a bad girl. She started trying to tease me, kissing around my crotch and stuff. Bad move! I grabbed her hair and sternly said, "It's not your job to fucking tease me. Just lick. Now." The wide-eyed look she gave me was priceless. Then I roughly pushed her face into my crotch and she started licking. "That's it, lick me like a good little slut!" I remember squealing. And she did. I wrapped my legs around her head and hugged her in close. Just tight enough that she knew who was boss, just loose enough to give her space to lick and breathe. My boots rested gently on her back. Her little laps and grunts drove me wild. And my legs started rhythmically squeezing around her face. Seducing Amy Very quickly I started to feel an orgasm building inside me. I focused on the image of her desperate, horny, tear-streaked face, with her bedraggled blonde hair framing her features. I knew it was going to send me over the edge. And I wailed as I started to cum all over her face. As the waves of orgasm hit me I gripped her head tightly with my thigh muscles and just rode it until I had milked every last drop of my climax out of me. It felt so bad, but so good! When I finally released her, she looked up at me and her face was glistening with my juices. It was such a beautiful sight. She crawled up the bed and I gave her a big thank you kiss. I stroked her body as I basked in a wonderful post orgasmic glow. I had such a smile over my face. I remember taking the time to drink her in with every sense. The cute, wide-eyed look on her face. The feel of the delicious, firm mounds of her ass; the curve of her waist to her hip; and her juicy tits. The taste of her skin. The sound of her little yelps and gasps as I touch her. And her smell! Fuck, yes, her smell! I don't think it was perfume, it was just her natural scent. It seemed like it was coming from her neck and her shoulders. Light, sweet, musky and girly. I started running my nose along that whole area, taking deep heady breaths. The smelling really seemed to have an effect on her. And I couldn't help myself. Every time I ran my nose tickled over the tendons where her neck met her shoulder she jumped and mewled. And as I went on, the mewling got louder. I could feel by the way that she was tightly rubbing her thighs together that she was getting very horny. I ran my hand down on to her thigh, just short of her crotch. I could feel the heat coming off her and I knew she'd be wet... but I wasn't going to venture closer. I wanted to keep my hand right there... right NEXT to where she wanted it, teasing her with what she wasn't getting. As I kept on smelling her, I could feel her legs shifting, trying to get me to move my hand to her pussy. I could feel the tension rising in her body. It was exquisite! She started rubbing her own thighs and rolling back and forth. Then she tried to grab my hand and push it towards her wet little cunt. "Nah-ah!" I goaded. "Katie...!" She squealed. "I invited you up here for a tease!" I replied, "it's only polite that I deliver!" "KATIE..!" It was too much fun feeling her squirmy little body for me to stop! I actually started to feel her wetness again on my hand. Her thighs were getting slick with her juices. Wow this girl produced a lot of liquid! I don't know whether this is what she was always like, or whether it was just what I was doing to her, but it was a hell of a lot of fun. Oh the possibilities for humiliation if I ever had her in tight jeans in public! She started whimpering and pleading. Poor girl. At one point she said something like, "finger me, lick me! Just fucking do SOMETHING!" She looked like she was going to cry. I thought I'd give her one little mindfuck before letting up, "I'm too tired" I said. Her mouth dropped. Now she really looked like she was going to cry! Oh dear... maybe I'd pushed things a little bit too far. "But..." I added, "I'd love to see you play with yourself." "What?!" "Play with yourself for me!" Her face went crimson. I for a second I felt a pang of guilt. I wondered whether this was an embarrassment too far for her. But I hoped her horniness and desire for dominance would win out... and it did. With radiation burning from her cheeks, she slipped her hand between her legs and started to swirl her fingers around her clit in frenzied little circles. I got up on my knees and watched her as she greedily fingered and gasped. Her thigh muscles tensed and un-tensed and her feet twisted inwards then outwards, all the time with her toes curled. Her eyes were closed, but I told her to open them and look at me. I gave her my most teasing, most evil expression. She groaned. "Mmmmmmm naughty girl!" I moaned and started stroking my own body as sexily as I could. I wanted to give her an image she'd remember, "hand between your legs... masturbating in another girl's bed... what... a little... slut" "Katie!" she whimpered. "What are you thinking about?" I said. She was silent for a second, but I wasn't going to let her get away with disobeying orders. I shifted down to her ear and whispered, "You've got to tell me little slave girl... or I'm just going to tie your hands up so you can't touch yourself..." I guess that made her crack. "Everything!" she blurted, "you... here... now... dominating me... you're driving me crazy... oh God..." she opened her mouth, and inhaled deeply as if she was on the verge of cumming. "Slow down," I said. She moaned. Her fingers slowed, but her hips started bucking up and down. Poor girl. She closed her eyes. "And what are you thinking about now?" I leaned closer. The redness had slightly faded from her cheeks, but now it came back with full force. "When you..." she started, then it faded out. "Tell me," I said, and kissed her cheek, "good things happen when you tell me stuff!" What she said surprised me a bit. "Ok... when... you... told me the other day... that I'd look good in a spreader bar... then you winked... and walked off... and... you just left me... and you didn't look round... and you looked so nice... well...umm ... you always look nice.... but that made me..." her voice trailed off. "Masturbate?" I giggled. She didn't answer, but if it was possible for her to go redder, she managed it. I swear she could have powered a small star. "Here... let me take over," I said, and crawled next to her, kissed her, and slipped on hand down between her lips. She was as soaked as ever and her slick pussy felt wonderful beneath my fingers. I began to swirl my fingers, approximating her own movements as best I could... little quick circles. And she groaned. I pulled back, supporting myself with my free arm and looked down at her. I realised the advantage that fingering has... you can dirty talk at the same time. I love dirty talk. I absolutely love it. It always gets me off. It's so hot. "Open your eyes again," I said. She complied. I smiled and looked straight down at her. "Do you like submitting to me?" I said. "ugh" she nodded. "Do you like being my little slut?" "ugh" she nodded again. "Do you like getting spanked and teased?" "UGH!" she nodded more fiercely. "Do you like me putting you in a spreader bar and swatting your helpless little ass?" "UGH!" Her hips were thrusting up to meet my hand now. All the time our eyes were completely locked. "Do you like yelping and moaning as I punish you for being a filthy little slave girl?" "UGH... UGH... UGH..." Her hips bucked up hard off the bed. Her spine arched. Her mouth opened wide. Her neck pulled backwards, but her eyes stayed fixed on mine. Then her hips slumped back down in a thud and violent tremors pummelled through her little body. There was a rush of wetness over my fingers. "Cum for me!" I said, as the ecstasy ravaged through her from head to toe. I looked closely to see whether her clit was getting too sensitive, but she was still lost in the throes of orgasm... so I kept on swirling my fingers and extracting more convulsions and spasms from her. Then I pressed my finger on the hood of her clit (I do this to myself after it gets too sensitive to finger it, but where you know you aren't done!), held it for a while, lifted it up and pressed down again. This forced little jolting aftershocks through her (just like it does with me!) Finally, I took her in my arms and just held her. She gripped me back. "You don't know what you're doing to me!" she sighed as her sweaty little body quivered against mine. I could see little tears form in the corner of her eyes again. I kissed her cheek. "I like making you feel good!" I said. She giggled and sniffled, "You've succeeded!" and wiped her eyes. We hugged tightly. For a long time. I don't know exactly how long... because we fell asleep in each other's arms. Sometime later, I woke up. I noticed I was still wearing my boots and skirt! I carefully untangled myself from her and took them both off. There was a slight chill in the air but I was too tired to put anything else on. I gently woke Amy up, "Hey," I whispered, "let's get under the covers." She half woke, "Heyyyyyy," she murmured. I made her shift to the top of the bed for a second, then opened up the covers. She crawled down inside and I did too. She cuddled me... and we fell asleep together again. In the morning I woke at about 8:30am. She was still asleep. I gently extracted myself from her arms and slipped out of the bed. I was thirsty, so ran myself a glass of water from my sink and another for her. I think the noise woke her up. She shifted under the sheets and cutely rubbed her eyes. "Morning lovely," I said, handing her the glass. "Morning," she said happily, "ah... thanks... you're so sweet!" As we sipped we began to discuss the night before. I can't remember anything like the whole transcript, but here's the critical bit. "So... do you want to do this again?" she asked, with a hint of expectancy in her voice. She looked at me shyly, waiting for my response. I paused for a while thinking about what to say. I wanted to choose my words very, very carefully. I don't think I managed it properly and ended up sounding a bit silly. "Yes..." I smiled, "I loved it! But just so you know... I'm really not looking for anything serious. I love being your friend... but it would be great if we could play from time to time." She nodded. I really didn't know how to read her expression. Maybe I'd said something stupid, maybe I hadn't. "Ok... that's fine... I think." she said, "Does that mean we can see other people... or..." "Yep," I said, "you can do what you like, so long as you stay safe." "Ok," she said. Again, I couldn't read whether she was disappointed, or relieved, or just accepting. "Are we going to tell anyone?" she asked. "Hmmm... let's not tell anyone in college," I said, "if you want to tell your best friend back home or something I don't mind... but let's not get the gossip machine going here". "Ok," she said. "What if people see me leaving your room?" "Just say we spent all night talking then we were so tired we fell asleep." "Yeah!" she said. We got dressed. Then I led her towards door. Before I opened it up, we leaned in and kissed. Her lips felt so lovely, and her little sighs of delight brought out the animal in me. I couldn't resist pushing her up against the wall. She inhaled sharply. Then I raised my thigh up between her legs, all the way to her crotch, forcing a little pant from her lips. I could feel the heat and dampness of her panties. Instantly, she started grabbing her dress and pulling it up her waist and over her shoulders. She seemed like she wanted to start playing all over again. "No!" I said, "I've got lectures to go to!" It was a slight embellishment, my lectures weren't for hours, but I felt like this was the right time to end things. "Urrrggghh!" she moaned, "Ok... God... I'm not going to get any work done today!" I dragged my nose along her shoulder, breathing in her scent, then nibbled the sweet spot on her neck. Her knees buckled. "KATIE!" she gasped, "Oh God... you... just... said..." "I know!" I said, then kissed her gently on the cheek, "I'm just finding it hard to resist." "I know what you mean," Amy replied, breathlessly. I held her around her little waist and we shared another lingering kiss. As our lips continued to brush and caress against each other, I could feel her body start to quiver. She strained in to kiss me harder. I pulled my lips away. "I've really got to ready," I said. She panted in disappointment. Her cheeks were lightly flushed pink and her eyes were wide. I looked her up and down with an evil grin on my face. She swallowed, then started to fan her face with one of her hands. "Oh Katie... if only you knew what you are doing to me!" she said. I opened the door and stood back. "Ok," she sighed, "I guess I'll have to go." "Bye gorgeous," I said. "Bye mistress... thank you," she said, looking up and down the corridor, before giving me a final sneaky little kiss on my lips, then another one. We grinned at each other, then she awkwardly headed away down the corridor. Seducing An Innocent Gir Recently, I had an exciting experience with a young girl. As a mother of a teenager girl I feel it's a crime to get sexually involved with young persons but circumstances and my greed got better of my conscience. She is the daughter of a friend of my husband who lost his wife ten years ago. The girl is nineteen and stays in hostel. She came home on vacation for a month. Her father had to go on tour for a week and we offered to keep her with us. This girl, Shelly is very innocent in nature. Her innocence was apparent from the way she frankly talked about her school and hostel. She told me things like this about the boys whom they met at a disco – " These guys are so naughty, they do all sorts of mischief with us. One guy pinched my bum and I gave him a good slap. Another guy, with whom I was dancing, put his hands on my breasts! As I was liking it I only told him not to be naughty." I couldn't imagine a teenager girl talking so openly about such things to a woman of her mother's age! She is fairly tall (5'7"), has a very fair and smooth skin, a little heavy at the breasts and the hips. I am normally very friendly with younger generation and with her my affection is also very great. As my daughter is yet to come home on vacation two of us were together all the time. I never went out without her except to my office and during that time I left her at a library. My husband and I took her out for dinner whenever time permitted. I took her for shopping etc. On the first day itself I took her along when I went for my golf and she played tennis when I was out in the course. After we both finished we went to the dressing room together. She undressed coolly and went in to the shower without any thing on. This is not a normal practice in the dressing rooms in Calcutta. Normally, ladies keep a towel on and pull the shower curtain fully before taking off the towel. But Shelly undressed completely without even looking for a towel, though a few ladies were around. I was a little embarrassed but didn't tell her anything. I asked the ayah to bring two towels but before the towels came she walked into the shower. I found Shelly to be a ravishing beauty in the nude. Her skin looked so fresh and her figure was so perfect! Her breasts were conical (34C I guess) but in impeccable shape with pink nipples. Her waist was very thin (23/24) and her hips were heavy and well rounded (35/36). She had a real hourglass shape. She was a little hairy and because of her very fair skin the hair on her thighs and legs was prominent. From the look of her armpit hair and pubic hair it was apparent that she didn't remove them at all. Despite my motherly affection for her I couldn't help my attraction for her lovely young body. After taking off my shorts and shirt I wrapped a towel to take off my undergarments. I went into the shower next to Shelly's. As I turned on the shower I heard Shelly asking " Ruby auntie, are you next to me?" As I said yes she asked me "Will you come into mine and soap my back?" I was wondering what would the ayah or the other ladies think if I go into hers. I peeped out of the curtain and saw that there was no other lady around and the ayah was just going out of the door. I quietly removed my curtain and sneaked into Shelly's. I pulled the curtain properly. Shelly was looking even fresher as water was dripping over her body. I soaped her back and despite my greed I kept my hands away from her buttocks. After I finished she took back the soap and I stealthily walked back. After I came out of the shower I found she was standing naked and the ayah wiping Shelly's back dry with a towel. The ayah apparently was taking a little extra care of her. After drying Shelly's back she wiped the rest of her body, which was not properly dried. She also powdered her and helped her in dressing. Normally the ayah is never so helpful and I realised that she was treating Shelly as a child. Shelly showed her simplicity by thanking her with a kiss on the cheek! As we came back I could not help remembering Shelly's naked body and temptation to see her naked again was irresistible. Later on, there were plenty of opportunities and no special effort was necessary to see her naked. One day she called me from the bathroom and asked me to shampoo her hair. I went in with a bathrobe on. She was stark naked standing under the shower. As water was flowing over her beautiful young body, she looked like an angel. As she turned off the shower I made her sit on a bath stool and knelt down behind her. As I shampooed her hair I kept on looking at her body from different angles. Shelly noticed that my robe was getting wet as I was washing her hair. She said, "Why don't you take the robe off?" and without waiting for an answer coolly undressed me. She did not show any interest in watching my naked body. It was as if clothes did not matter at all. After I finished shampooing I didn't feel like going out of the bathroom. As a plea I asked her if I should soap her back. She said, " That would be great. In the hostel on holidays, I always get some friend to soap my back. Why don't you finish your bath also so that I can soap you as well?" That kept me in the bathroom for much longer. While soaping her back I soaped her buttocks but with great efforts kept my hands off her asshole. But I could not stop at that and turned her around to soap her front as well. I could not keep my hands away from her breasts but could at least manage to keep my touches to the nipples bare minimum. As I was soaping her belly I was getting very hot, as my hand were too close to the hairy pussy. I took my hand only up to the fringes and just brushed past the pubic hair, which was wet and dense. I also soaped her thigh joints and that gave me a chance to touch her pubic hair from the sides. I was dripping wet at my pussy but Shelly could not make out, as my body was wet. In the mean time, my nipples became hard and I made all efforts so that she does not notice. After she showered I went under the shower and Shelly, without my asking, started soaping me as I turned the shower off. She covered my whole body with soap and was playing like a child. She very nonchalantly touched my buttocks, breasts & nipples, armpits, even the pussy and only spared my asshole. I felt strong sensation all over my body but Shelly was too cool. I realised that she is too used to female nudity and she felt no arousal at all. After we finished she hugged my naked body and kissed my cheeks to say, " Thanks a ton auntie, it was great having bath with you". Being in body to body touch was again a great sensation for me but I could see it was nothing for Shelly. From that day onwards, she and I spent hours in the bathroom. When my daughter comes home I at times have bath with her and there are occasions when either or both of us are without clothes. But that's totally different. I do not closely watch my daughter nor do I touch her unnecessarily. It is the same as if she was a small child and her body growing into a young woman made no difference. But with Shelly it was an exploration to sensuality for me and of course nothing unusual for her. One day when my masseuse came I felt that a massage to Shelly would give me a chance to arouse desire in her. I asked her if she would like a massage. She said she never had one but would like to try for the heck of it. I told her it was good for her skin. I told my masseuse to give the girl a massage. The masseuse, Laxmi, was careful enough to ask me quietly if taking clothes off was ok. I told Shelly that massage is for the whole body and she is expected to take her clothes off. I also told her that to save the clothes from oil the poor masseuse also takes her clothes off. She shrugged and said "no problem". With the stage set, I asked Laxmi to go ahead. I wanted to pamper Shelly and gave Laxmi very good and expensive body oil, which I was preserving for a long time. As Laxmi undressed Shelly, made the place ready and undressed herself I went out, quickly undressed and put a robe on. As I came back Shelly was lying on her belly and Laxmi was massaging her back. As the back was over and she was working on the arms, I intervened and asked her to do the armpits well. I did the armpits my self and in the process touched Shelly's breasts. At the buttocks I took over again and poured oil generously between the cheeks of the buttocks. I did the asshole, a little lightly though. I took my hands around her butts, waist and thighs. I showed Laxmi to oil the groins well and as a demo kept my hands there as long as I could. As Shelly turned round to lie on her back I was watching her with an amazed look. She had a perfectly flat stomach, curvaceous waist, and long well shaped thighs. Her breasts even in lying position were looking pretty shapely. I joined in as Laxmi was doing her flat belly and moved my hands around as much as possible to touch the edges of the pubic hair. At the breasts, Laxmi was not as generous at the nipples as she usually is with me. But Shelly surprised both of us by saying "It's nice Laxmi, do it a little more". So, both of us did her breasts and nipples for quite some time and it showed a hard on. It was not embarrassing any more and Laxmi carried on unhesitatingly. When it came to the pussy, I poured a lot of oil on the pubic hair and showed Laxmi how to spread the oil on the skin below the thick hair. During this part, no words were said and fingers did not go in. I took the liberty to ask Laxmi to do the groins and made Shelly fold her legs and spread them a little to get her proper access. As the massage ended, I asked Shelly to put on a robe and wait in the bedroom till Laxmi was over with me. Then we would have bath together. Shelly gave Laxmi her usual 'thank you' hug and went out. I already had a couple of drinks and told Laxmi to start straightway. I was already quite hot and wanted a quick one. I lighted a fag to make Laxmi start in standing position. She started with my breasts and I was much more excited than the other days. As laxmi was doing my belly I was dripping wet. To heighten my pleasure I asked Laxmi to prepare a stiff drink and as I sipped I was getting hotter. Laxmi had felt my pulse as I told her to finish quickly and to avoid the legs and the arms to save time. As I was not lying down Laxmi asked me to kneel down. As I did she also sat down and did my asshole very well and I was so ecstatic that I had to make efforts to avoid a scream coming out of my mouth. She again did my breasts from behind and my nipples throbbed with her touch. With both of us having knelt down she had to be rather close to get the grip and that made her breasts press against my back. I enjoyed the feel of her firm breasts on my back. Laxmi made me stand up again and held me real close as she did my pussy from behind. The sensation created by the brushing of her thick pubic hair on my buttocks was great. Finally, Laxmi came to the front and did my pussy real hard and my clit felt electric shocks. As the effect of alcohol and the sensual touches were playing havoc with my senses I decide to put an end to this uncontrolled pleasure and told Laxmi that we must have our bath as Shelly was waiting. As we three went to the bathroom I took the initiative to wash Shelly properly and asked Laxmi to get one more drink. I took the full opportunity to fondle Shelly's breasts & nipples, touch her ass and pussy. As Laxmi came back with the drink I was almost through with Shelly. As I dried Shelly I asked Laxmi to prepare a bath for me with lukewarm water. As Shelly went out I lied down in the tub and relaxed with my drink. By that time I was tipsy. As I relaxed Laxmi held the glass at my lips from time to time and my senses were getting blurred. I took a lot of time in that position and Laxmi lightly rubbed my body, particularly my breasts and nipples with a soft sponge. As I was finishing the drink I asked her to drain the water and soap me. She understood my need and soaped me really well at the pussy and the arsehole. I was trembling as she was on my pussy and I felt as if I was climaxing As she finished soaping she washed me with hand shower. She took a long time at the asshole and my excitement was at its peak. Finally, Laxmi came to the pussy and fondled it as she sprayed water. She parted the pussy lips and the water jet went in. That made me cum and I shook uncontrollably. I was totally exhausted after the bursting orgasm and as I came out of the bathroom I felt like going to bed. As Laxmi left after cleaning up, my hubby arrived. I requested him to serve dinner for three of us, as I was very tired. We finished our dinner and Shelly went to bed. By that time I had revived a lot and was feeling horny again. My hubby realised that I was tipsy and my looks told him I was horny. He pulled me close and while kissing he took my robe off. His touch on my naked body lighted fire in me. I took only seconds to undress him and knelt down to place my face between his legs. I took his semi-hard cock in my mouth and gave it a real good treatment with my tongue. Then my husband put his mouth in my asshole and did a wonderful job with his tongue. I was excited at the touch of his tongue and as he started sucking my pussy I was shaking in joy. Within minutes I came and was exhausted again. My poor hubby did not get a chance to make love, as I felt asleep. Next morning, when I recalled the entire episode of last night I was clear in my mind about two things. One, Shelly despite her lack of exposure to sex was grown up enough in her body to enjoy fondling of breasts and may be she would also enjoy some treat of her pussy. Two, Laxmi was clever enough to understand my physical needs and would make me come if I give her enough hint. Since Shelly had no guilt feeling about physical pleasure and was totally at ease with nudity I could possibly try sex with her. The same morning Shelly said she would like to take a swim but she did not have a swimsuit. I asked her to try my swimsuits. As I took out two single piece ones I had, she promptly undressed and tried both of them. Unfortunately, both were too large. So, I took out the only other one I had. But that was a bikini. The bottom fitted all right and the top could be managed by fastening the strings tight. But there was a different problem. Her pubic hair was too much for the bikini bottom to hold and was coming out from all sides. I asked Shelly if she would like to trim it and shave along the bikini line. She said she couldn't manage on her own; she can at best clean her armpit without help. I was not very happy about trimming her rich pubic hair, which looked so natural and fresh on her. At the same time I thought it was a great opportunity to have a go at her pussy. As we would go for the swim only in the afternoon I agreed to do the job before having bath. Before bath, I asked her to take off her top. As she took it off, her naked torso made me excited. As I made her armpit wet with water and applied foam I touched her breasts from the sides. It made me greedier as I did not have enough excuse to touch her lovely nipples. After I finished the armpit I told Shelly it was difficult to do her pubic hair in standing position. I placed a towel on the bed and made her lie down. I made her fold the legs and pulled her to the edge of the bed so that her hips were at the edge of the bed. I spread her legs and knelt down to place myself between her legs. Now I could access her pussy directly. I took a pair of scissors and trimmed her dense pubic hair but not too much. Now I could see her pussy lips clearly and that was very inviting. I sprinkled quite a bit of water on the pussy and made the pubic hair completely wet. After applying foam I took a lady's razor and carefully shaved from three sides. On the upper side I cleaned about half an inch and from the two sides a little more than that. After I finished I asked her to have a look at the mirror. I asked her to lie down so that I could apply some moisturiser. At first I put cream at her armpits and massaged as long as I could. In the process I massaged her breasts and nipples also. It was apparent that she enjoyed my touch. Then I put a lot of cream on her pussy and rubbed all over. I finally parted her pussy lips and put a little cream on the inner sides. That gave me a chance to see the inside of her pussy; it was so pink! As I finished we went to the bathroom and had shower together. I soaped her and in the process kept my hand on her breasts, played on her nipples. She said, " I feel wonderful" and I carried on. I went to the backside and after soaping her back went on to the buttocks. I did not hesitate to part the cheeks and soaped her asshole with my fingers. I started soaping her pussy. I gathered courage and put my finger inside of the pussy. As my hand was on the clit she cried, "That's great!" I continued for some time and then washed her pussy with the hand shower. I sprinkled jet of water into her pussy lips and she screamed with joy! After that Shelly started soaping me. She fondled my breasts and lightly squeezed my nipples with her fingers. "Don't you like that?" she asked. She went down and back to soap my buttocks. She soaped my asshole as well. As she came on my pussy she was really aggressive and soaped all corners. As my clitoris was swollen her hands were all the time rubbing it. I was so excited I could not help shaking my hips and she continued her finger to play with it. At this stage I stopped her, as it was already too long in the bathroom. As we were having lunch she asked, "Ruby auntie, I enjoyed what we did in the bathroom, did you?" I didn't know what to say and kept mum. She continued, " In the hostel some girls do this and I thought this was funny. But I now know its great pleasure. Nothing wrong, what do you say?" I thought I must be open to this innocent girl. I told her, " I really don't know if this is wrong. But I do know that this can happen between two women. For a girl like you, normal thing is to have sex with your steady boy friend or husband when you get married. But this is also not abnormal. Just avoid any regular habit." She nodded and told me, " Shall we do this a few more times till I leave?" I wanted to say a stern no but realised I was nodding my head. In the afternoon, both of us had a swim. She was an exquisite beauty in her bikini and a few men, both old and young, who was around kept on giving greedy look. As we came back home, my husband was leaving for the airport to catch the evening flight. So, we had the evening to our selves. To lighten my heavy conscience I poured myself a stiff drink. Shelly also wanted to have one and I made Rum & Cola drink for her. After two drinks I told Shelly to get ready for a massage. She gave me a hug and started undressing me. I said, "You should undress first. I am the masseuse and I need not undress". She insisted she is the masseuse and I should undress, she need not. I compromised (I was already standing stark naked by that time) that I will give her massage first and then she will be my masseuse and both of us should have no clothes at all, not even a towel. I took off her clothes and looked at her amazing beauty. I was too impatient to continue on her back and quickly started massaging her buttocks like dough of flour. I poured oil in the parting of the cheeks and started massaging her asshole lightly with my fingers. She made humming sound and I was sure she was enjoying. After rubbing the oil for long enough I wiped the oil with a cloth and put my tongue there. With this Shelly screamed and as I continued she shook her hips in rhythmic motion. As her shaking somewhat subsided I did her buttocks again and moved inside her legs and my hands brushed her pussy. I turned her over and started at her breasts. Initially, I massaged the breasts and she again started humming. As I lightly squeezed her nipples, she made stronger sounds. As the oil was almost gone with my rubbing I put my mouth on her nipples and started biting, licking and sucking her nipples. She was ecstatic and held me strongly around my neck. As I continued, she was scratching my back and squeezing my buttocks, and her body was shaking. I realised she was nearing an orgasm and carried on with more vigour. Soon she burst into a climax. Seducing An Innocent Gir I was surprised to see how sensitive she was at her nipples. I have hardly seen any woman to climax with action on her nipples only. I watched her beauty as she was lying with her eyes closed. After a while she sat up and put her lips on mine. It was a very long kiss with tongues entangled and her hands were on my breasts, pressing them hard and her fingers playing with the nipples. I was getting excited and as the kiss ended I brought down her face on my breasts. She eagerly put her wet lips on my nipples and sucked hard. She bit the erect nipples with her teeth and licked with her tongue. By that time, I was lying down and she had put her hands on my mound. I spread my legs and guided her fingers to my clit, which had grown in size and was throbbing. After a while, she put her face between my legs and tickled the clits with her tongue. She gradually speeded up and I was moving my hips. She had her fingers playing at my ass. Suddenly, she inserted her fingers into the asshole and that made me burst into an orgasm. As I recovered, I found Shelly sitting by my side and wiping sweat from my body with a towel. She said, "Shall I give you a massage now?" As I nodded, she asked me if I would like a drink and brought one for me. As I sipped, she asked, "Shall I massage you in standing position as Laxmi does to you?" I smiled and said, " Naughty girl, you watched us that day!" She burst into a giggle and brought my cigarette packet. I stood up and lighted a cigarette. As I sipped my drink and enjoyed my smoke, she stood behind me and started massaging my back. She was doing exactly the same way as Laxmi. As I was nearly finishing my drink I was getting sensitised in both in my body and mind. Shelly was pressing her body on mine and her firm breasts were pushing my back, her pussy on my buttocks and her hands massaging my breasts, nipples, belly and pussy. After a while, I brought her in front of me and kissed her for a long time. As the kiss continued I made her lie down and brought us in 69 position. As I put my mouth on her pussy I spread my legs apart to accommodate her. She also started sucking and licking me and both of us were in frenzy. Very soon, both of us came almost together! This is the story how I spoilt an innocent teenager. Seducing an Older Woman I have a great job as a programmer for a large local company that allows me to work from home nearly all the time. That freedom has afforded me the opportunity to make my home a very comfortable work place. I have a nice den that I use when the weather isn't the best but the place I enjoy the most is my backyard complete with pool and deck. I created a small office area on the deck and on warm sunny days that is where you will find me. I love my work environment. When I get stuck on a particular problem I find swimming a few laps or tending my flower garden gives me the break I need and allows my subconscious mind to work on a solution. When the days are warm enough my work clothes consisting of a Speedo. One part of my job is testing programs and when I do that I can let my computer do all the work. This allows me to listen to a favorite talk radio program or my IPod with a variety of music that would be described as eclectic. Often when that is the case I swim or putter around the garden while keeping an eye on my monitor. One warm and sunny day in early June I was in my flower garden enjoying my music and checking on my irrigation system when I heard a voice behind me, "Excuse me." I turned around to see a woman who was tall, nice body, attractive and I guessed to be a few years older than me. She was dressed in an old tee shirt and shorts with plaster dust on them and since I didn't hear a car drive up I concluded she lived nearby. "I'm sorry, is my music too loud?" "Oh no not at all. I live in back of you two houses down and I was wondering if you have a few minutes and would be willing to help me. I keep losing power in a room and I wondered if you could look at it." Now it is fun when you are wearing only a skimpy swimsuit to watch how the other person tries to look and yet not appear to be looking at your crotch. I guess I'm a bit of an exhibitionist because I rather enjoyed watching this woman struggle with trying not to stare and yet seeing her nipples get hard and push against her tee shirt. "Be happy to take a look. Two doors down you say? Isn't that Jan's house?" "Yes it is," she answered taking the opportunity to shift her gaze to my face and away from my package. "We moved Mom to a retirement community down the street and I'm Ellen her youngest daughter. I bought the house from Mom." "Glad to meet you Ellen, I'm Larry and I remember giving your mom some assistance in the past. I wondered why I hadn't seen her lately and now I know why." "Mom did mention that there was a nice neighbor she called on now and then. I guess she meant you." "She is a very nice lady and she especially enjoyed my big band music. Sometimes she would come over and we would sit on the deck and talk about the swing era." I told Ellen to wait right there and I went through my garden cutting several rose buds. I handed them to her and said, "I gave roses to your Mom when she came over and I'd love for you to have these as a little house warming gift." I ducked inside the house to change shoes and put on shorts and tee shirt. The only way to get to Ellen's house is to walk around the block to the other side. As we walked she told me how she had only been in the house for a few weeks and was in the process of sorting through her Mom's stuff and doing some redecorating one room at a time. The place was quite the mess but on closer inspection it really was in fact organized. There were items laid out for the family to pick through and then the rest would be destined for a garage sale. "If you see something you like help yourself," she said as she made a sweeping motion around the room. "Books and old records are all I look for at a garage sale." "No records but I do have some books." I looked through the boxes and found a couple of mysteries to add to my collection. We headed to the room that had the power issue. She plugged in the radio and it played for a few minutes then quit. I did some checking with other plugs in the room and it appeared the problem was only with that plug. I asked for a screwdriver and in a few minutes found a lose wire. Problem solved. She fixed us a gin and tonic and she gave me a tour of what she had in mind for the house. After exchanging phone numbers I headed home. Nice lady I thought. That was the beginning of many encounters with Ellen. Sometimes we would see each other in our back yards and wave, other times she would come over and either borrow something or ask for help. I learned she was divorced, children are grown, and is almost fifteen years older than me. I made it a point to always be in my Speedo around the same time each morning while cleaning the pool. It wasn't long before I would see Ellen on her deck and we would wave at each other. She would come over from time to time and always apologize for interrupting me and I would assure her it was ok. It took a few weeks for her to get more comfortable with asking me for assistance as she worked on her house and yard. She would ask for my opinion regarding how to do a particular task and if she needed some heavy lifting I would help in any way I could. She was adamant about taking care of most projects herself but at the same time appreciated my help and company. As the summer progressed we spent more time together which included sharing dinners, or me inviting her over to use the pool and sit on the deck sharing a bottle of wine. Even though she would call herself an old broad, she had a very nice body and I told her so on several occasions. We talked about many things including our past, our dreams, our goals, and future plans. I noticed that after the first few visits she quit wearing a bra under her tee shirt. There is something erotic and sensual about watching tits move freely under a tee shirt. As we chatted I would stare at those nipples pushing out and get an erection every time. I didn't mind and I felt certain she didn't either. One particular warm July evening after a swim we were sitting on the deck drinking Margaritas chatting about some of the things we did growing up when out of the blue Ellen asked, "When and how did you lose your virginity?" Fortunately I didn't choke on my drink. She must have been thinking about this for a while because I could see her nipples making their presence known under her swimsuit top. I took a sip to create the poignant pause and thought this could be an interesting conversation. My mind was racing over how to describe that event tastefully yet with as much erotic details as I could. "I was a senior in high school and it was after the homecoming dance. I had been dating my girlfriend Gail for a few months and we both fooled around a lot but had not fucked. Oops, sorry. Had sex." "No problem," she said, "Fuck works for me." I liked that response. "I don't want to say something you might find offensive." "I've heard it all so you won't shock me." Wow, that response was a bit of a surprise and certainly made my member grow. "I will point out that she wasn't the first girl I kissed, however my first in everything else sexually. I vividly remember the first time I played with her pussy and put my finger into her cunt. Is there anything softer and more exquisite than sliding your fingers between wet pussy lips? And I will never forget my first blowjob. What an incredible sensation. But I digress. Anyway, while we hadn't engaged in fucking, we did do a lot of touching. She loved having me play with her tits and we got each other off many times either orally, or by hand or both. "We really enjoyed pleasing each other and what a great introduction to the wonderful world of sex. Talking about this brings back the memory of the first time I ate her pussy and tasted the sweet cum from her orgasm. " I was getting turned on just recalling those wonderful memories while Ellen had her eyes closed and her breathing was quick and shallow. I also noticed too she was frequently crossing and uncrossing her lovely long legs. "So the big dance happens and my girl looks fantastic in her dress. It was daring in the amount of cleavage shown but still acceptable by the school chaperons. White lace and satin just like the song. We danced the night away but it was the slow dances that were more playful. When you hold a person just right you can run your fingers over your partner's exposed breast. I took advantage of that as much as I could. I was determined to run my finger over a nipple. It was tricky but I accomplished that feat a few times." I could see Ellen was very turned on as I watched her squeeze her legs tightly every time she kept crossing them. I looked at her hard nipples and wanted to kiss them and free them from their bondage. They looked just the right size to fill my hands and mouth. If her eyes had been opened she would have seen me reach down and adjust my swimsuit to accommodate my stiff erection. "My girlfriend was having her fun too. She would keep one leg between mine and made sure she could push her pelvis against my hard cock. " I could hear Ellen suck in her breath when I said "cock." "Whenever she could stand in front of me she would so she could reach in back and play with my dick through my slacks. She succeeded in keeping me hard all evening. After the dance we headed to some friends house for an after party. And yes we engaged in some underage drinking however we both were just a few months away from being 18. I remember we didn't drink beer like our classmates but drank rum and Coke. When the party was getting into full swing, my girlfriend said she had something to show me. "We ran upstairs and found an empty bedroom. I remember she locked the door and stood with her back to the door. I turned and looked at her and she hiked her long skirt up and revealed a very bald pussy. She had on stockings with a garter belt and nothing else. She said she got a wax job just for the occasion and wondered if I liked it. "My mouth was gaping open in sheer shock and delight. Granted I had my face in her pussy many times but seeing it completely bald was so beautiful and erotic. I told her I loved it. I picked her up, carried her to the bed and I was all over her pussy in a heartbeat. I started licking every part of her pussy like I had never done before. I was really getting into it so to speak when she suggested we get more comfortable. Even though I was in a hurry to resume my activity we carefully undressed each other. I remember how beautiful she looked. I was back between her legs and this time I licked her clit and finger fucked her to orgasm." All through my narration I kept my eyes on Ellen. She was breathing hard now and her legs were in constant movement. "I remember how she moaned as her body shook with her climax. I loved bringing her off. This time however she looked at me and said she wanted to feel me inside her. She reached down and ran the head of my cock up and down between her wet pussy lips and then held it at her love hole. I remember how incredible her hot and wet cunt felt around my cock as I entered her. Much different than how it feels inside her mouth. I slowly stroked in and out and as her body relaxed she started matching my thrusting with her own. I remember the warm and wet sensation of her cum around my cock when she climaxed. Anyway after a little bit I shot my load deep into her cunt and we just stayed connected so to speak for several minutes before I reluctantly pulled out." Ellen was practically panting now and I imagined wishing she could do something to relive her sexual tension. I reached over and touched her thigh and her entire body shook. I wondered if she was having an orgasm. "Now it's your turn to tell me when and how." Her face was flushed and her nipples were pushing hard against the fabric of her top. She opened her eyes and gave me a big smile. "Before I do, what happened to your girlfriend?" "She got a nice scholarship to an out of state university, met a guy there, got married and has five children. I saw her at our 15th high school reunion and she looked fabulous. I think she will be like you and keep her great figure over time." "Thank you and flattery does have has its rewards." I shifted a bit in the seat to provide some room for my aching hard cock. Since Ellen was sitting beside me it would be pretty easy for her to see my erection pushing against my small swimsuit. I fought the urge to take her hand and place it on my boner. She took a sip from her drink and started her story: "I don't know if my story is quite as erotic as yours but here goes. I'll start with do you remember how I told you I met my husband in college? Well he is the person I gave my virginity too. So having that reference I'll go back to my high school years. My sister is a few years older and when I was a junior she was in her second year of college. She was in a sorority and although I had visited her from time to time one particular weekend really stands out. I remember it so well because we went to an apartment where four of her sorority sisters lived. Seniors were allowed to have their own place. Lots of food and drinks and no males allowed. Well, as time went on and we all had a pretty good buzz, one of the girls produced an X rated video for our entertainment. " She paused a moment, closed her eyes and smiled before continuing. "I had never seen one before and secretly had always wanted to see what they were all about. After I got over the initial shock of seeing naked men and their cocks in proud display I started getting turned on. I was fascinated by what all the women did to and with those hard dicks. Close ups of fucking had me panting and my own pussy getting very wet. I know some of the girls were giggling and voicing their comments to the screen but I was focused on the movie and in my mind I wanted to feel a man's dick inside my aching cunt. "Anyway I finished high school with no serious boyfriend but I did let a particular boy fondle my tits with my clothes on once. I enjoyed it but I wanted to wait for the right person. I was not interested in casual sex. Looking back I missed out on a lot of fun. "I went to the local university and lived in a dorm. They were pretty strict about men on the floor especially after hours although some of the girls were pretty good about hiding their men so they could spend the night. "It was in my sophomore year when that I met Charlie. It turned out his major and mine shared some of the same classes: English and Chemistry. Can you believe it? Anyway, we started sitting together in the classes and then that led to studying together, to dating, and eventually to marriage. Funny how things just progressed. He shared a three bedroom apartment with two guys who also usually had a girlfriend. Many times the six of us would do the Sunday night dinner together because the dorms don't serve meals on Sunday nights. It wasn't uncommon for one or both of the girls to spend the night at the apartment. I was the only one who didn't. I have to give Charlie credit; he never pushed me to have sex with him. I made that decision when I was ready." She took another sip, closed her eyes with a big sigh and then proceeded. "I was attracted to Charlie very quickly but I was not in school for casual sex. I was there for an education and the bulk of the cost was on me. I was not going to be side tracked. Don't get me wrong. I was tempted and the moans I heard from the bedroom brought back memories of the sex I saw in that movie. Many times I jacked off in my bed when I got back to the dorm thinking about being naked with Charlie. Charlie had a very nice body and when we went to the school's pool I know I was the envy of many girls there. Being tall and thin and only a B size cup doesn't usually rate a second look from the guys. I think that was part of my issue. I didn't know what he saw in me. "One day I asked him that very question. I won't go into his answer but the bottom line was I liked what I heard and I believed he was sincere. I remember I gave him the most passionate kiss I had ever done. I know it surprised him and from that point on our relationship got more serious. I think it was at that moment I decided I wanted to make love with him. "It was about two weeks later and similar to your story, my first time occurred on homecoming day or should I say evening. We attended a few parties and then headed back to his place for dinner and just hanging out. Little did he know I had other plans too. All six of us were gathered and we made a big pot of chili. Chili and beer, what a combination. After a bit the other couples adjourned to their bedrooms leaving Charlie and me alone on the couch. I remember getting up and squatting in his lap and giving him a deep kiss, shoving my tongue deep in his mouth. "Soon we were in a pretty good lip lock with our tongues dancing and exploring. When we broke apart I looked into his eyes and asked 'don't you think it's about time you take me to bed?' "He looked at me, stood up; held my legs wrapped around his waist, and carried me to his bedroom. "He undressed me in a matter of seconds and I didn't feel self-conscious standing naked in front of him. I know my nipples were hard and erect and my pussy was wet with anticipation. I allowed him a few moments to hold and play with my breast and then I pushed him away so I could undress him. Like you his shoulders are broad and muscular. I ran my hands and fingers all over his hairy chest and kissed his nipples too. I dropped to my knees and with a little assistance, unfastened his pants. I ran my fingers along his erection through his jeans before pulling them down and off. His hard dick was straining against his briefs much like your cock is right now." I swallowed hard and placed her right hand on top of my dick. She gave it a gentle squeeze and kept it there as she continued. "I gently pulled his underwear down and freed his erection from bondage. I must say that seeing it a few inches from my face was far more erotic than the movie. I was so ready to experience the fucking I saw on that screen. I gave his cock a kiss on the tip and tasted his pre-cum then I took the head of it in my mouth. By then Charlie was moaning and breathing hard. I couldn't wait any longer and stood up and pulled him to the bed. I told him to be gentle and pulled his dick right to my very wet pussy. He took the hint and slowly inserted his cock. It is quite the sensation and I don't think I could ever describe what it feels like to a man. Charlie was very patient and as I relaxed more it got much easier for him to penetrate me deeper. "I remember how it took my breath away when he was fully inside me. I know I had one orgasm before he had his and just like you; we stayed connected like that for several minutes savoring the sensation. "One other point of interest; it was his first time too. We remained faithful to each other or so I thought until a few years ago and that's a story I have already shared." With that she gave my dick another squeeze and I took her into my arms. Our lips quickly came together with eagerness and wanting. I unsnapped her top and ran my hands and fingers all over her lovely breast. She leaned back and gave me full access to kiss and lick them. "I love your tits and I've wanted to do this for a long time." "I've gone to bed jacking off thinking about you doing this to me." "Many nights or in the shower I've jacked off with the thought of you naked in my arms. It appears we both have wanting the same thing. Would you care to make it a reality? "Before we do I need to do one thing." She reached down and removed my swimsuit. She gave me a kiss and said, "Now doesn't your dick feel so much better? Besides I've wanted to see you naked ever since I first saw you out cleaning your pool wearing this little swimsuit. You looked so handsome and sexy." Seducing an Older Woman "Turnabout is fair play," and I pulled off her remaining swimsuit revealing a very lovely pussy. It wasn't bald but had a small strip of hair. How absolutely beautiful. "You have a gorgeous and sexy body my dear." "All yours to enjoy." As much as I wanted to take her right then and there I decided comfort would be prudent so I quickly lead her to the bedroom. We were all over each other with a whole lot of kissing, fondling, sucking, and licking before culminating into a gratifying fuck. Every time she started to climax I would push my cock in hard and deep. Unfortunately I had spent so much time earlier in a state of arousal that it was all I could do not to cum too quickly. I did everything I could do to give her several orgasms before I had mine. Her cunt felt so wonderful and I could feel her cum running down my balls. Finally I reached the point of no return and shot my cum deep inside. I can't remember the last time I was this worn out and we just held each other catching our breath. When I pulled out we lay facing each other and she gave me a tender kiss. "Mom was right, you are a good neighbor." Seducing Anatoly Nikki was horny. He was usually horny, but tonight he was hornier than usual. And tonight, he wanted dick. He was an equal opportunity lecher, quite willing to shove his cock into a pussy as well as an ass. But tonight, he wanted to feel the velvety softness of a hard dick moving past his lips, wanted to taste the muskiness of guy come. He wanted a hard body pressed up against him, and no soft tits either, he wanted the hard pecs and lean muscles of a guy. And, he wanted dick. Hard dick. Nikki was beautiful. He had the perfect androgynous look that men uncomfortable with homosexual contact prefer in their men. Nikki knew he had this look, and exploited it to the maximum. He also knew that Anatoly returned his interest, although with reservations. The big reservation was Alexander. Alexander, Nikki's older brother, was Anatoly's best friend. They had been friends since early childhood, and Anatoly, or Anni as Nikki called him, was like another brother to him. Nikki had had a crush on Anni for years. When he was younger, he liked to curl up next to him, his head against his shoulder. But as he got older, Anni began to put some distance between him and Nikki. Nikki knew that the main reason for this distancing was Alexander. Alex did not approve of his brother's lifestyle, and made no attempt to hide his feelings. He had discovered Nikki's secret one day after coming home early and finding Nikki in bed with a male friend. The friend had run from the house in his underwear, knowing Alexander's violent temper, and the brothers had fought bitterly that evening. At one point, Nikki had broken down and cried, which had softened Alexander's anger somewhat. After that, they had reached an uneasy truce over the issue. After Alex had been sent away, the result of an arrest for extortion, he had asked Anatoly to check in on Nikki from time to time, make sure he was ok. So every two weeks or so, Anatoly would pull into Nikki's driveway. They would sit for awhile on the balcony, share a drink and a smoke, and talk. But today Nikki wanted to do more than talk. So when he heard the crunch of gravel in the driveway, he decided that he would make his move. He knew that Anni had been intrigued after finding out he liked men, saw the way Anni looked at him. He knew that if it weren't for fear of Alexander's anger, he would have gotten him into bed already. Anatoly walked up the stairs to the front door, where Nikki waited. "Hey boo, what's up?" he asked as Nikki held the door open for him. Nikki smiled as he thought about that, what was up indeed! "I brought you some books I thought you'd like." He tossed the bags on the table, and took the beer that Nikki handed him. Nikki looked him over, the large body, well-muscled, dark, with a lot of curly hair, so different from his own blonde looks. How many times he had imagined running his hand down that hard chest, down until hair became fleece and disappeared into the waist of his jeans, of reaching in and taking hold of that beautiful uncut cock, feeling it harden and swell in his palm! But, he must take things slowly. "I'm so glad to see you today Anni, you have no idea." Anatoly looked at him questioningly, and Nikki continued. "I've been so lonely out here in the middle of nowhere." "Well, you know that Alexander wants you to stay here awhile, at least until things quiet down a bit. Some of those guys would slice you up in a heartbeat, just to get back at Alex." He knew this was true. Alexander had a fearsome reputation, but now, behind bars, he was not in a position to take any actions against those who might seek to cause him or his family harm. Nikki was a target, and had to be kept safe for now. "I know, but it's not easy for me, you know?" He sipped his beer, and lit a cigarette. "I miss going out, meeting people." He smiled. "And I haven't gotten laid in months." Anatoly grinned. "Well, I can always get one of Alex's bitches to come over and take care of you." Nikki made a face. "I don't want one of those nasty whores, God only knows where they've been. Besides, I need something they don't have, know what I mean?" Anatoly knew exactly what he meant. And although he could have gotten a fag to visit Nikki, he also knew that Alexander would not appreciate that. Not at all. And Alexander had a nasty way of showing his disapproval. "Nikki, if I could, I'd help you out. But your brother would skin me alive if I did that. Besides, if you close your eyes what difference would it make? I'll get you a skinny bitch, you can flip her over and pretend it's a guy." He laughed. "Very funny. Thanks, but no thanks." He picked up his beer and an ashtray. "Hey, c'mon in the living room and sit. We're not Irish, we don't have to hang out in the kitchen." Anatoly picked up his beer and followed Nikki into the small living room. Anatoly took a seat on the sofa, and to his surprise Nikki plunked himself down right next to him. "You got the whole fucking living room, and you gotta sit in my lap?" Anni said. "Well, I told you, I'm lonely." Nikki smiled, and touched Anatoly's black curly hair. "You need a haircut, you're starting to look scraggly." Anatoly ruffled Nikki's blonde curls, and replied, "You should talk, any longer and you'll look like a woman." "Maybe you'd let me suck your cock if I did." At that, Anatoly reached for a cigarette and lit it, then looked at Nikki. "Watch it, kid. You know the deal. Besides, I'm not a fag, I don't do that shit." He shifted in his seat, and gave Nikki a shove. "C'mon, move over, you're starting to make me nervous." Nikki sighed, and gave Anni a bit more room, but did not change his seat. He continued to look at Anni, saying nothing. "What? You pissed or something?" he asked. Nikki shook his head. "No, I'm not pissed. Look, I know you aren't gay, but you don't have to be to enjoy a blow job." He rested his hand on Anatoly's thigh, gave it a squeeze. "You said it yourself, just close your eyes and you won't know the difference." He moved his hand up, coming closer to Anni's crotch, noticing the growing bulge there. Anni moved to push his hand away, but Nikki was persistent. He placed his hand over the bulge and pressed his palm over it. "Your dick wants me, even if you don't." Anatoly knew that he was right. His dick did want Nikki, had for awhile. When Alexander had discovered Nikki and his guest that day, he had been as outraged as Alex, but his outrage didn't last. Nikki was probably the most beautiful man he had ever seen. Nikki had been a beautiful child, and when he reached puberty he didn't lose any of his beauty under the hormonal onslaught. If anything, he grew even lovelier. Large blue eyes, blonde curls, and "kiss me" lips made him popular with women, but Anatoly knew he was also popular with the guys. Alexander had managed to keep most of them at bay, disgusted by the fact that guys were chasing after his little brother, and fear of Alex's devastating temper had kept the chasers down to a minimum, but Alex wasn't always around. And Nikki was no innocent victim, he flirted openly with both men and women. Nikki was all too aware of his sexuality and the effect he had on people, and used this to his advantage. He was a bit of a slut, and would gladly, and quickly, jump into bed with anyone he was attracted to. Anatoly realized early on that Nikki liked him and had an interest. And even though he was not gay, and the idea in general of two guys fucking around with each other made him sick, with Nikki it was different. There was something about him that refused to fit into either camp. A man with an interest in such things could, very easily, be put at ease by Nikki's androgynous beauty. This might allow such a man to imagine things, scenarios, and perhaps even to act on them. Seeing that Anatoly made no further move to push him away, he took hold of the button at the top of his jeans, and with a quick movement, had it open. His fingers found the zipper, and began to slide it down. Anatoly's cock sprang free, and Nikki quickly wrapped his hand around it. He looked into Nikki's face. Nikki's beautiful face, soft blonde curls framing that Botticelli angel's features, his soft lips open as his hand gently stroked Anatoly's cock. For a minute, neither man said anything as Nikki teased Anni's foreskin back to expose his moist head. Anni opened his mouth to speak, but as Nikki leaned forward and took him between his lips, he forgot what he wanted to say, and let out a long sigh instead. He rested his large hand on the back of Nikki's head, his fingers pushing into the blonde curls as Nikki began to move his head up and down. He wanted to push Nikki away, but instead he found his hand pulling Nikki forward, onto his cock. The feel of his soft lips, his tongue were just too good. He threw his head back and moaned as he began to thrust into Nikki's mouth. Nikki had been right. With his eyes closed, it simply felt like the best blow job he had gotten in recent memory. And Nikki was no amateur. He knew exactly how to move, how to suck and use his tongue. Anatoly closed his eyes and whispered, "Oh God, yeah...that's it.". He forgot all about Alexander and what he would do if he saw what was happening between his brother and his best friend and just abandoned himself to the sensations. Nikki felt Anatoly's surrender, and sucked him deeply, relishing the semi-salty taste of him. He pressed the tip of his tongue into the small opening at the tip, then down the shaft. Back up, then he opened his mouth and sucked him in completely. He did not gag, he never gagged while sucking dick, he just relaxed his throat and drew Anni's entire length into his mouth. Anatoly gasped as Nikki took him all in. He pushed up and thrust himself in and out of Nikki's mouth, his breath getting rapid and heavy as Nikki sucked. He pushed the blonde hair back and watched as Nikki sucked him, watched his wet lips move over his aching cock. He held Nikki's head fast and fucked his mouth slowly and deeply, growling low in his throat and gasping, "Shit yeah! That's it, take it all, you little cocksucker...God, I'm gonna come right down your throat..." Nikki felt the signs of impending orgasm, and his movements became slow and deliberate as Anni pumped against his face. He felt Anni's cock stiffen further as he started to come, and drew him in slow and deep as Anni shot his load into Nikki's throat with a deep moan. Nikki swallowed him, his throat tightening around his spasming cock. Anatoly's head was thrown back, and he grasped Nikki's hair tightly as he finished emptying his balls into Nikki's mouth. Nikki continued sucking, more gently now, as Anatoly began panting, and drew the last drops of come from his spent cock. He lay, back against the couch, arm thrown up over his head as Nikki let his softening dick slip from his lips. He lay his head against Anni's thigh and sighed. After a few minutes, Anatoly finally spoke, whispering, "Holy shit, Nikki. What did you just fucking do to me?" He gently stroked Nikki's hair, moved his thumb along his cheek. Nikki smiled, took his hand and kissed his palm. "Well," he asked. "Did you like that?" Anatoly laughed. "What do you think?" He pulled his hand away and sat up. Looking at Nikki for a moment, his smile faded, and he said "I'm not a fag, you know. I don't know what the fuck that was, but I'm not a fag." Nikki stretched his body, arms and legs, like a cat, and he said "Don't worry about it. I know you're not gay, but a blow job is a blow job, no?" "Yeah." Anatoly replied, smirking. "I guess it is." He rose, and told Nikki, "I have to get going, boo. Got shit to do." He looked at Nikki for a long moment, then added, "You know, if Alexander ever found out what I just did to you, he'd kill me." Nikki snorted. "First of all, you didn't do anything to me. I did it to you. Second, I'm a big boy now, Alexander can't control my life." He sat up and reached for a cigarette. "Thirdly, he's not gonna know about it." Anatoly put on his jacket, then leaned down and gave Nikki a quick, hard kiss. "Well, he's not gonna hear it from me." As he got to the door, he turned and said, "See you in a couple of weeks?" Nikki relaxed against the sofa cushions, and said, "I'll be looking forward to it." Seducing & Wanting The Boss Michelle Rollins was a secretary at a very respected law firm. As a matter of fact she was the personal secretary for Lila Carter, the head of, and best lawyer at the firm. Michelle was a closet lesbian. Some of here closest friends didn't even know it. Chelle, as she was commonly called, had just ended a relationship with a girl she had been in since college. Chelle was a very good looking twenty-three year old girl. She was about five and a half feet tall, ample high C cup breasts and great tanned sexy legs. But Chelle held a deep dark secret: she had a huge crush for her boss Lila! Lila Carter was thirty years old, but looked about twenty-five. In her short tenure as a lawyer at her father's law firm, she had a ninety percent success rate. When her father passed away early last year, he willed the entire law firm to his little girl. Lila was committed to her work, so when it came to having a relationship, Lila was left with a void. One Friday afternoon, Lila came running into the office overjoyed. She had one a high profile case in which a man was, in the end, wrongly accused of murder. "Well you seem awfully happy Lila." "Chelle, I won the Anderson case!" "Really, they found him not guilty?" "Yeah, I'm so happy!" Chelle was excited for her friend and boss, Lila. She had always wanted more with her, but if she was foolish, and made a pass at her, she would lose not only her job but her friend as well. "God, I feel like celebrating!" "Well, why don't we go clubbing tonight?" Chelle couldn't believe what she had just said, but the real surprise came in Lila's response. "Sure, why not. I need to unwind anyways." "Ok then." "Where should we go?" "Well, there is this place about a block from where I live, we can go there." "Ok, that sounds good. What time should I meet you there?" "How about eight?" "Ok!" Chelle, with Lila's permission, left work early to get ready for the night of her life. About a million things were running through her mind. Fear, love, lust, and more. She had to take two showers because during the first, she had to get herself off. She decided to wear this red one piece dress, that went as far as about three inches above the knee and showed off her cleavage. She let her long blonde hair down. And for some reason she decided to be bold and not wear any bra or panties. Chelle got to the club at a quarter till seven. About 8:05, Lila walked in dressed to kill. She had on a tight black top, a short leather skirt, and knee high boots and her red hair was, like Chelle's, down. "Lila you look beautiful." "Thanks so do you Chelle." Lila had Chelle so turned on by her outfit that she was a little wet. She hoped she could make through the night. The girls danced with a couple of guys, but they mostly drank wine and margaritas. About eleven o' clock, they were completely sauced. "Damn Chelle, its eleven o' clock we should probably go." "Yeah, but neither one of us can walk, let along drive. Lets walk up to my apartment, you can spend the night." " Ok!" The girls stumbled to Chelle's apartment, giggling up a storm. When they got inside they decided to drink some more wine, but eventually, the bottle got empty. "Damn, the bottle is empty." They both busted out laughing. "Hey Chelle, lets play truth or dare." "Ok you, you go first." "Ok. Truth or Dare?" "Dare." "Ok let me think....... put on a strip show for me." "What?" "You heard me, strip." Chelle was a bit shocked, was this a dare or a trick was she talking clear or was it the alcohol? "I don't know." "What are you a chicken?" "Hell no!" With that said, the "show" began. Chelle removed her dress, and began dancing around. Lila was a bit surprised. "Oh my God, your not wearing underwear!" Chelle threw her dress at Lila and started a sexy dance around her. "Chelle, are you seducing me?" Chelle whispered in Lila's ear. "Mmmmm does this answer your question?" Chelle licked Lila's ear and kissed her lips. Lila eagerly accepted her tongue. "Lila, I've always wanted you like this, but I will only go as far as you want." "Take me Chelle." Chelle helped Lila out of her clothes fast. They began kissing passionately. "Be gentle Chelle." "Ok baby." Chelle kissed her way down Lila's neck to her lucious breasts. She gave them extra special attention, sucking the nipples so hard Lila was moaning. "Oh more baby, more! more! more!" Chelle got to Lila's belly button and French kissed it as Lila's moans got louder and louder. "OH! OH! OH! MORE FUCK ME BABY!" Chelle got to Lila' hairy pussy, and dove in. She licked every crevice, every inch of her pussy, as Lila was moaning louder than ever. She wrapped her tongue around her clit, tugging it, making Lila cum a waterfall, and have an explosive orgasm. "Oh god, Lila, you have a tasty pussy. Your cum tastes like honey!" All Lila could do was moan in response. After Lila came, Chelle kissed her. "Come on lover taste your pussy in my mouth." "Mmmmmmmmm, yummy! Chelle, can I eat your pussy? I want to return the favor." "Ok baby." Chelle sat her pussy down on Lila's face; Lila went to town on Chelle. "Oh baby yes! Yes! Oh you eat pussy like a pro! Ohhhhhhhhhhh!" Soon Chelle came all over Lila. Lila licked what she could, but was ultimately exhausted. But Chelle had something special in store for her new lover. "Stay there I'll be right back." Soon Chelle returned with the biggest banana Lila ever saw. It was at least ten inches long! "Wow!" "Mmmmm you wanna banana fuck baby?" "How?" You get on one end, I'll get on the other." So the girls "banana fucked." It was a great experience for both of them. Soon they came on the banana peel. Then they sixty-nined eating banana out of the other's pussy. "Oh Chelle you were wonderful!" "So were you. So what's it like to be a lesbian." "Good. Real good." And then boss and friend became lovers. They both embarked on a new exciting adventure. * * * * * *Please note your input whether you leave your name or not is important, I need to know if Chelle and Lila should go further. I will answer all replies I get emailed to me. Leanne Seducing Aunt Ellie It was a hot Saturday afternoon in late August. Labor Day was just two days away, and the local university would start fall classes the very next Wednesday. Ellie Lender rushed around the spare bedroom, hoping to finish cleaning before she had to leave to meet her nephew at the bus station. She wanted the place to look prefect before he got there. The small two bedroom house was already clean. But Ellie wanted her home to be spotless for her eighteen year old relative. Ellie glanced at the living room clock. "Three thirty," she nervously exclaimed. "Robby's bus will arrive in a half hour." She ran to her room, and slipped into the only dress she owned. Unlike most of Ellie's clothes, which consisted of loose long sleeved shirts, and slacks, the light blue dress clung to her body. The outfit showed off her slim but shapely figure as well as her toned legs. The material was silky, and clung to her body like a second skin. The hem of the dress stopped an inch below her cute bottom, and hugged her figure like it was a second skin. Her bra and panties were lacy and whisper thin. Ellie had gone to buy a new pair of slacks a few months earlier. When she saw the dress she impulsively decided to buy it. The salesgirl showed her some flimsy bras and panties, and suggested she buy them to go with the dress. Ellie felt uncomfortable buying sexy underwear, but the salesgirl said that with the undergarments she wouldn't have visible lines showing through the clingy material of her new dress. The young woman also suggested Ellie try on a pair of stiletto heels with the outfit, suggesting that the shoes would make her legs look longer. Ellie tried the dress, shoes, and underwear on, and then checked out her reflection in the changing room mirror. For the first time in her life, the young woman felt sexy and desirable. The satin material of the bra made her nipples harden. Ellie liked the way material of the bra caressed her nipples. She gleefully bought the entire ensemble. After Ellie got home, she put the outfit back on. She went into the bathroom and looked at herself in the full length mirror that had come with the house. When Ellie thought about just how tight the outfit was, and how much cleavage and leg it showed off, the shy woman panicked. Also the practically see through bra she had bought made her nipples stick out against the material of the dress. "Good grief," she moaned. "I can't be seen in public looking like this. People will stare at me." Ellie decided she would never have the courage to wear an outfit this revealing in public. The shy woman didn't even have the courage to take the outfit back. She hung the dress in her closet. She then placed the shoe box in the bottom of her closet. She hid the underwear in the bottom drawer of her dresser, and vowed never to wear them again. However on this day, Ellie's determination to look good for her nephew overrode her intense shyness. She wanted to look extra nice for Robby. After putting on the outfit, Ellie slipped her dainty feet into the high heel shoes. The shoes made her shapely legs look fabulous. They also made her appear to be a few inches taller. Ellie then went into the bathroom and checked her hair. She felt foolish in her actions, but she wanted to make sure she looked her best when she picked Robby up. Ellie lightly applied makeup which was something she rarely wore. She then turned to the full length mirror hanging on the bathroom door and gazed at her reflection. What Ellie saw made her have second thoughts. She realized that Robby wouldn't be the only person at the bus station. Other people would see her in the short, clingy dress. The lack of panty lines caused her to feel concern. She lifted the hem of her dress. The sight of her puffy vaginal lips made her gasp. She realized just how little protection the undergarment provided. She could almost see her vaginal lips through the whisper thin material. One gust of wind and her nether region would be visible to anyone who was looking her way. Ellie cringed at the prospect of being stared at by strangers. "I can't let people see me like this," she exclaimed in a panic. Ellie bolted back into the bedroom, and moved towards her closet. The digital clock sitting on her nightstand reminded the woman that if she didn't leave immediately, she would be late picking up her nephew. "Great," she muttered. "I don't have time to change." She considered changing anyway, but she didn't want her nephew waiting around at the bus station, just so she could change back into something less revealing. "I have no choice. I'll just have to stay close to the jeep and hope no one but Robby sees me." Ellie is not an outgoing person. At thirty three, she is a very pretty woman. She has shoulder length auburn hair that frames her face. Her figure is perfectly proportioned for a woman of her size. Ellie's breasts are full, round, and stand out against her petite chest. Her waist is tiny, and her hips are well developed for a woman with a small frame. Her legs aren't long but they are shapely. Ellie's most noticeable feature is her height. She is only 4' 10" tall. Because of Ellie's height she has always been exceedingly shy. The small woman rarely wore makeup, and never wore clothes that would draw unwanted attention. If anything, her clothes, and the way she carried herself, seemed to make her invisible to those around her. She would walk down the street with her eyes directed to the ground so as to avoid eye contact with strangers. The young woman made good marks in high school, and she graduated at the top of her class. She could have graduated as valedictorian, but her insecurities kept her from doing the extra curricular activities that would have cinched it for her. Her brother, Karl, on the other hand was an outgoing man. At thirty nine, he was someone who commanded and got respect. During his junior and senior years in high school, he was the starting quarterback and the captain of the football team. All of the girls wanted to date Karl. He wasn't the greatest when it came to studying but he managed to graduate with a B- average. After he completed high school, Karl got a job driving a delivery truck for a national office supply company. A few months later, Karl met his future wife; Maureen, at one of his drop off sites. She worked as a secretary. It was love at first sight between Karl and Maureen. Maureen was so crazy about Karl that she ended up giving the young man her virginity on their very first date. The young lovers had a whirlwind romance, and were married eight months later. The happy couple didn't know it at the time, but Maureen was already pregnant with Robby on their wedding day. Maureen and Karl had only one child. Complications during Robby's delivery left Maureen incapable of getting pregnant again. Ellie graduated high school on her eighteenth birthday. She wanted to go to college, but her parents couldn't afford it. She decided to get a job and save enough money to go on her own. Unfortunately she never did go. Karl pulled a few strings at the company he worked for, and got her a job as a clerk. The problem was the job was three states away. Ellie was forced to move away from her parents and older brother. Karl helped his baby sister move to her new town, and then stayed with her for a couple of days until she was settled in. He hated leaving his shy sister alone in a strange city, but he believed that with the good paying job, she would be financially secure for the rest of her life. Ellie was infatuated with her older brother. She had always hoped to meet a man just like Karl, get married, and have kids. However, being a shy and insecure woman she had never found the courage to date, much less enter into a relationship with a man. The only man who ever made Ellie feel like a desirable woman was her older brother Karl. He would compliment his younger sibling and tell her how beautiful she is. He took time to be with Ellie whenever he could. Throughout the years, Karl and his family would visit Ellie whenever they could. Ellie would also visit them whenever she could. She would save up her money and vacation time so she could fly in and spend Thanksgiving and Christmas with them every year. Ellie loved the time she spent with her family. She especially loved spending time with her nephew. For Robby the feeling was mutual. He was crazy about his aunt. Eventually his adolescent infatuation turned into a teenage boy's crush. As Robby grew older he became more and more like his dad. He would compliment his aunt, and make her feel special. Robby would tell Ellie how pretty she was. After he turned eighteen, his crush turned into full blown lust for his pretty aunt. He began flirting with her whenever they were alone. Soon he began hugging and kissing her. He started kissing her during her visit over the Thanksgiving holiday. He made sure that no one was around when he kissed her. The kissing and flirting continued during Christmas and New Years. Ellie was taken aback by her nephew's kisses at first. But she decided he was just being playful. Besides, she liked the fact that her nephew showed interest in her. Eventually Robby grew bolder with her when no one was around. As Robby hugged his aunt, he began caressing her lower back. His powerful hands would begin making their way towards her round bottom. Ellie would give her nephew a stern look whenever his hands drifted too close to her bottom. Robby would just give Ellie a disarming smile and move his hands back up to a more respectable location. Ellie wouldn't let her nephew get too familiar with her, but she never said anything to her brother. She also didn't make him stop hugging or kissing her. During the last New Years Eve party Robby gave Ellie a New Year's kiss. Everything was fine until he slipped his tongue between her lips. Ellie immediately drew back and scolded her nephew for taking such liberties. However she understood he was just acting silly because of the beers his dad had let him drink, so she let it pass and didn't mention the incident to Karl. Besides, she enjoyed being kissed, even if Robby was the one kissing her. Robby definitely knew what buttons to push to make Ellie feel like a desirable woman. That was part of the reason why Ellie readily agreed to let Robby live with her while he attended the local university. She liked the special attention her nephew gave her. Although she would never admit it to herself it was also why she made the special effort to wear something special when she picked Robby up at the bus station. Subconsciously she wanted to look sexy for her new roommate. When Ellie's older brother had called and asked her to put Robby up while he attended college, Ellie immediately agreed. Karl and Maureen wanted their son to attend a local university, but they were all too expensive. When Robby told his parents that he'd gotten a full football scholarship at the university near Ellie's house, they were ecstatic. With the full scholarship, and Robby living with his aunt, they would save thousands of dollars. Ellie was excited at the prospect of having her nephew stay with her for the next four years. She told herself that it would be nice having family living with her for a change. The truth is there was another reason that Ellie wanted Robby to live with her. Although she would never consciously admit it, Ellie still remembered the incident between her nephew and herself. Robby Lender sat in the back of the Greyhound bus, absently watching the scenery. His mind was somewhere else, however. He knew that his plan to seduce his aunt was dangerous and it could backfire on him. But he couldn't get the hug he'd given Ellie out of his mind. He could still remember Ellie's reaction to their brief physical contact a few months earlier. The memory of her shocked expression and the lust burning in her eyes had permanently imbedded itself in Robby's mind. Even though it had been an accident, Robby knew in his heart that he had sexually excited his pretty aunt that day. Without meaning to he had somehow flipped on a switch in Ellie's untouched body. And if he could sexually stimulate her on once, he could do it again. Only this time he would keep his sexy aunt stirred up and frustrated until she was ready to give herself to him. Robby had planned his aunt's seduction for weeks. His plan was simple, but he knew if he did it right, the plan would be effective. All he had to do was get Ellie excited and keep her that way. Sooner or later she would give in to her desires. Then she would be his for the taking. As Ellie drove to the bus depot, the memory of the accidental brush suddenly flooded her thoughts. The last time Ellie had seen Robby was in late May. Robby was about to graduate high school. Ellie wanted to be there when her nephew graduated, so she took what vacation days she had built up, and then took a couple of unpaid days off as well. One afternoon, Robby had gotten home from school. Karl and Maureen were still at work. Robby saw his aunt standing at the kitchen counter. Ellie was preparing the evening meal like she always did when she came to visit. He snuck up behind her and began tickling the sides of her stomach. Ellie shrieked in surprise, and then burst into laughter. "Robby, stop tickling me," she demanded through her laughter as she fought to get away from her nephew. She broke free and ran from the kitchen. Robby pursued her into the living room, where he caught her. He spun his aunt around, picked her up in his arms, and held her tightly around her small waist. His large hands were dangerously close to her bottom. The petite woman laughed in delight as her nephew held her in his powerful arms. Ellie's feet dangled more than a foot off the floor. "Robby, this isn't fair. You are much bigger and stronger than me." "The better to grab and hold you with, my dear," Robby replied, doing his best imitation of the big bad wolf. "You have to put me down," she said in mock protest. Robby responded by pressing his teeth against the side of Ellie's throat. He sucked a little on the side of her neck. Ellie screeched. "Don't you dare do that to me young man." Robby stopped sucking, but he held his teeth against her flesh. "Do what to you?" He asked in a playful tone. "You know what. If you keep that up you'll leave a bruise. And the last thing I want to do is explain how I wound up with a hickey on my neck. Now put me down." "What if I don't want to put you down?" He teased. "Please," Ellie half heartedly pleaded. "Move your teeth and put me down." The young football star could feel his aunt's breasts against his upper chest. His hands were so close to her bottom that he could grab her butt cheeks with minimal effort. Robby became excited by Ellie's small but shapely breasts pressing against his upper chest. His dick began to grow hard and long. He released his grip on her throat. "If I put you down, you'll get away. Then we won't be able to be together." Ellie didn't realize that her nephew's hardened penis was less than an inch from the crotch of her slacks. She drew back and smiled at her nephew. "I do love this time we get to spend together, but I really think you should put me down." "Why?" Robby asked. "Because your parents will be home soon, and I really don't want to have to explain why my nephew has me hoisted up in the air. It would be embarrassing." "Mom and Dad are still at work, and they won't be home for at least two hours." Ellie touched her nephew's cheek. "Sweetie, I do love you, but you need to put me down." Robby gave his pretty aunt a gentle kiss on the lips. Ellie liked it when Robby kissed her. She would tell herself that it was all perfectly innocent and he was just being playful. He reluctantly set Ellie back down. Without thinking, he held her close as he let her slide down his body to the living room floor. The auburn haired woman's eyes grew wide in disbelief as her clitoris and tummy rubbed up against something long and hard in her nephew's pants. A spark of electricity shot through her. Ellie's virginal body stiffened in pleasure. An involuntary moan escaped her lips as an unexpected flame of lust burned in her eyes. Robby immediately realized that his hard cock had rubbed against Ellie's petite body as he lowered her to the floor. He saw the look of shock, mixed with intense need in her eyes. He also noticed the moan she had emitted. Ellie couldn't believe that Robby's erect penis had touched her in such a private place. She'd never felt an erection before, but she couldn't imagine what else it could be. She was mortified by the touch as well as the way her body reacted to Robby's touch. She'd never been turned on by a man's touch before. She just hoped her nephew hadn't noticed her reaction. Robby, however had noticed. A powerful desire to scoop his aunt up in his arms and carry her to his bedroom roared to life within him. Knowing that would probably ruin their relationship, he reluctantly let go of his aunt. Ellie immediately bolted to the spare bedroom where she stood in the center of the room, feeling frustrated, ashamed, and confused. She began to tremble uncontrollably. She couldn't understand why she had reacted like that. She had never experienced those feelings before. Yet somehow Robby had turned her into a quivering mess in less than two seconds. After several minutes, she thought about her nephew's teeth on her throat. Ellie ran into the hall bathroom and checked to make sure he hadn't left a hickey on her throat. Her throat was slightly red, but she believed the redness would disappear before her brother and sister got home. Ellie thought about the incident for some time. Surely Robby hadn't rubbed his erection against her intentionally. After all, he was little more than a boy. Of course, Ellie knew Robby was anything but a boy. He'd grown into a man who had needs like any other man. Eventually the shy woman dismissed the idea as nothing more than her over active imagination. She decided that he must have been carrying something hard in his pocket. But still, her response to the accidental touch made her feel vulnerable and confused. Why had she become excited by what she thought was the touch of his manhood against her body? The pretty virgin struggled with her feelings for quite some time. As Ellie pulled up the entrance to the bus terminal, she forced the memory aside. She couldn't let one incident ruin her time with her nephew. Ellie pulled into the bus terminal's loading zone just as Robby's bus arrived. She parked her jeep near the back side of loading zone so she couldn't be seen from inside the building or the street. Except for the driver and Robby, the bus was empty. Ellie looked around to make sure no one was near her jeep before getting out. Feeling self conscious about showing so much leg, Ellie tugged at her short dress. Just like the last time she worn it, the bra had caused her nipples to harden; but there was nothing she could do about that. "I should have taken the dress back," she muttered. Forcing her embarrassment aside, Ellie walked to the rear of her vehicle and waited for her nephew. Robby got off the bus. He was dressed in a green T shirt that showed off his muscular arms, a pair of loose fitting cotton shorts that hung to his knees, and running shoes. Robby had decided to go commando for the long bus ride, so he could feel more comfortable. He also had another reason for going without underwear. Robby intended to initiate his plan to begin seducing his shy aunt as quickly as possible. He didn't want his underwear to get in the way of stimulating Ellie. Seducing Aunt Ellie Ellie was happy to see her handsome nephew. She took in the sight of his muscular body. Even at eighteen, Robby looked amazing. His powerful muscles rippled. The thirty three year old immediately felt a twinge of guilt for looking at her brother's only child like that. As Robby turned to walk to the luggage compartment, he spotted his aunt. The sight of Ellie in the short, form fitting dress and stilettos made Robby's dick twitch in his shorts. He was glad he had gone commando. The sight of her in that cute outfit confirmed the young man's belief that he had indeed ignited a spark of desire in her. Now all he had to do was turn that spark into a raging inferno, keep the fire burning within her, and then sooner or later she would be his for the taking. Ellie looked incredibly sexy in that short dress. The stilettos made her shapely legs look even more inviting. The image of Ellie lying across the hood of her jeep, with her legs wrapped around his waist, as he fucked her in the parking lot, flashed through the young man's mind. In his mind's eye, Robby could see her high heels locked together as he pounded his cock into her newly deflowered twat. The football star gave his aunt a playful smile and waved. Ellie enthusiastically returned her handsome nephew's smile and wave. The driver got off the bus and headed towards the baggage compartment. Ellie stepped back so the rear of her jeep hid her legs from the driver. Robby watched his sexy aunt as he waited for the bus driver to pull his two large suitcases from luggage compartment of the bus. He was surprised that she'd had the courage to wear an outfit that showed off her amazing curves. He knew from past experience that Ellie would never wear something like that in public. Yet there she stood, looking sexy as hell, waiting for him. Robby had no doubt in his mind that Ellie had worn the dress just for him. 'Ellie hasn't forgotten about our special hug,' Robby thought as he picked up his luggage and approached his pretty aunt. 'I'll bet she can still feel my cock against her belly.' Being careful to hide her legs from the driver, Ellie opened the rear hatch and then stepped to one side. She quickly looked around a second time to make sure no one was watching her. The driver headed inside the terminal as soon as he closed the luggage compartment. He didn't even glance at Ellie. Robby loaded the suitcases into the rear of the jeep; closed the hatch, and then turned to greet his aunt. "Ellie," he said as he drew her into his arms and lifted her off the ground until she was eye level with him. He made sure the fingertips of his left hand touched the tops of her right butt cheek. He'd considered lifting Ellie with his hands on her buttocks, but decided that might anger her, rather than excite her. No, he needed to stick to the formula that has worked in the past. The petite woman squealed in delight as her feet left the ground. The hem of her short dress had been drawn up a half inch by Robby's hand. Robby hugged his sexy aunt tightly. "You are incredibly beautiful. And I am so happy to see you." Ellie's handsome nephew's compliment caused her to smile broadly. "Thank you for the kind words," she enthusiastically replied. She noticed her nephew's fingertips on her bottom, but decided not to say anything. After all, he probably hasn't even noticed that one of his hands is too low. "I'm so glad you'll be staying with me." Robby gave his pretty aunt a kiss on the lips. She returned the kiss, then threw her arms around his powerful neck, and hugged him tightly. Robby could feel Ellie's small but full breasts flattening against his chest. Ellie's breasts would look small on an average sized woman. But with Ellie's small frame, they were the perfect size. Between the contact of her breasts and his chest, and his fingers touching her bottom, Robby became inflamed with lust. Even with her thin bra, and dress covering her globes, Bobby could feel her hardened nipples against his chest. Ellie also felt her nipples pressing against her nephew's chest. She buried her face in his neck to hide her embarrassment. As Robby knew it would, his cock began to stiffen and grow. His thick meat rose up, pushing his soft shorts out and up. Robby's cotton covered dick came into contact with the hem of Ellie's short dress. As his dick began to grow to full mast, it eased the hem of his aunt's dress up her slightly spread thighs. Ellie clung to her nephew, completely unaware of the erection that stood at full mast between her spread thighs. She glanced around again, to make sure they weren't being observed. The loading zone was empty. "Robby, you should put me down before someone sees us," she whispered. Robby forced back the smile that threatened to spread across his face. The reason he'd worn the soft short commando style was about to be played out. He intentionally lowered his aunt a couple of inches so the head of his cock pressed against the gusset of her panties. His plan was to rest her slack covered crotch on his erection. But with the dress she wore, only her panties, and his cotton shorts would come between his hard cock and her virginal cunt. Ellie was in shock as she felt her nephew's erection pushing against her panty covered vaginal lips. This was the second time in her life that a man's erection had caressed her sex. Both times it had been Robby's penis that touched her in that special spot. Ellie didn't know what to do. She was in a public place, being held a foot off the ground, with Robby's erect penis digging into her panties. Once again a surge of sexual electricity shot through Ellie as her nephew's erection tormented her virginal opening. She trembled involuntary. She managed to bite back a moan as Robby's manhood once again ignited a fire in her nether region. Robby had no doubt that Ellie could feel his cock head pushing against her cunt lips. "I have missed you so much," he softly said. Ellie couldn't think clearly enough to come up with a reply. Her nether region was exploding with excitement. The thirty three year old woman held onto her nephew, not daring to let go. She buried her face in the side of his neck. Deciding to take his little game to the next level, Robby let Ellie's body slide down his chest a little more. Ellie could feel Robby's, erection pushing against her vaginal lips as he lowered her. She became even more inflamed with lust. Ellie threw her legs around her nephew's hips to keep from falling. The hem of her dress rode up to expose her panty covered butt cheeks. Her spread legs gave Robby's cock better access to her pussy. Ellie whimpered softly as the head of her nephew's manhood forced the crotch of her flimsy panties between her vaginal lips and press against her maidenhead. Robby felt his aunt tremble against his torso. He allowed her to slide down another fraction of an inch. "I have missed you more than you will ever know," he whispered into her ear. Ellie couldn't think clearly enough to speak. Her emotions were running in every direction at once. Her heart had begun to pound in her chest. She could feel the pressure of her nephew's penis stretching her hymen. She clenched her eyes shut, and waited for her maidenhead to be torn away. The thirty three year old virgin silently cursed the whisper thin panties she was wearing. A thicker pair of underwear would have given her protection from such an intrusion. But with the ultra thin panties, her vaginal entrance was all but completely exposed to her nephew's manhood. Ellie half believed Robby's erect penis might tear through her whisper thin panties, rip away her hymen, and burrow into her womanhood in the bus terminal's loading zone. If Robby did decide to take her there, she would be helpless to stop it from happening. She was almost positive that her virginity was about to be taken by her handsome nephew. She was as terrified as she was sexually stimulated. Her entire body was thrumming with excitement. Robby could sense the fear and sexual tension that Ellie was experiencing. He knew his plan had gotten off to a good start. He gently squeezed his fingers into the flesh of her sexy bottom. Ellie gasped. A smile of confidence crossed Robby's face. His plan was starting to work. He knew the idea was dangerous, and that she might send him back home. But the memory of her earlier reaction had emboldened the teenager. Ellie would surrender to his carefully laid out seduction. As long as he was patient and stuck to his plan, sooner or later, his virginal aunt would become his lover. Ellie bit her lower lip to keep from crying out. Robby gently pushed the head of his cock against Ellie's hymen. Ellie clenched her eyes shut as Robby's shorts covered penis pushed against the gusset of her panties and maidenhead. She could feel her nephew's cloth covered member forcing her hymen to stretch almost to the breaking point. "It feels go good holding you in my arms again," Robby whispered seductively into his aunt's ear. "I love you Ellie." Ellie continued to cling to her nephew. "I love you too," she managed to say in reply. Her emotions were overwhelming her to the point that she feared she might pass out. She could feel her maidenhead stretching against her nephew's penis. She was moments away from losing her virginity to her nephew as he held her in a public parking lot. 'Does he know what is happening?' She asked herself. 'Does he know what he's doing to me?' Robby moved his left hand up and caressed the small of Ellie's back as he held her with his right arm. A raging inferno was burning in Ellie's loins. She was grateful that Robby had moved his hand. Yet part of her missed the feel of his fingers on her bottom. Confusion flooded her very being. She felt like she was coming apart at the seams. Ellie looked towards the entrance to the terminal. She remembered the bus driver. The bus would most likely leave soon. Ellie had no idea how many passengers would get on the bus. When they came out, they would see Robby holding her like this. They might even see his erection pressing against her maidenhead. "Please," she gasped. "You must put me down before someone sees us." I can't help it," he crooned. "I've missed you so much." Using a little more force, he pushed his cock head against his aunt's hymen, causing the thin layer of flesh to stretch even further. A surge of erotic energy shot through Ellie as she clung to her nephew. She didn't know it at the time, but she was dangerously close to having her very first orgasm. Robby could sense her impending orgasm. He knew if he kept it up for a little longer he would make her cum. But he wasn't ready to give his sexy aunt an orgasm yet. He wanted to keep her stirred up. Robby wanted to wait until his aunt was ready for him before he made her cum. Ellie couldn't understand what was happening to her. She'd never experienced anything this powerful before. She was torn between her desire to be put down, and this strange need to continue this madness. Deciding Ellie had endured enough; Robby held the tip of his shorts covered cock against his aunt's hymen for a few more seconds before reluctantly drawing his hips back a few inches. The head of his cock slid from between her pussy lips, and caressed her inflamed clit. Ellie visibly trembled as Robby's cock head slid across her clit. The danger of being of being publicly deflowered was gone. Yet the powerful hunger that raged within her loins burned like a forest fire. The confusion that Ellie had experienced a few months earlier came roaring back. The underside of Robby's shaft rubbed against Ellie's tummy as he lowered her to the ground. Ellie could feel his garment covered shaft rubbing against her bare tummy as he lowered her to the ground. She could also feel the hem of her dress rising as her nephew lowered her to the ground. Her panties were visible to anyone who walked out the door, or pulled into the terminal, and Ellie knew it. She buried her face in Robby's shirt, to hide the emotions she was feeling. Robby pretended not to notice that his cock head had penetrated Ellie's pussy lips. He continued to hold his aunt in his arms. Ellie's face was pressed against her nephew's chest. She could feel his manhood pressing against her bare tummy as he held her in his powerful arms. Her panties were stuffed between the lips of her vagina. Her body was still enflamed as she stood there on shaky legs. She was torn between the desire for Robby to release her, and the fear that she might collapse if he did. Robby finally did let go of Ellie. His dick slipped from beneath her dress as he stepped back. Ellie's vaginal juices had left a small wet spot on the front of Robby's shorts. Ellie felt the hem of her dress fall back over her upper thighs. Even though she was struggling with these strange emotions, she forced herself to look up at her nephew. She couldn't bring herself to look down at the thing that had threatened to pierce her body. Robby gazed at his lovely aunt. He could see the lust and fear burning in her pretty blue eyes. "I'm happy that I get to live with a beautiful and sexy woman for the next four years," Robby said, pretending like he hadn't noticed Ellie's response to his cock tip penetrating her vaginal lips. Ellie's cheeks immediately turned bright red. She knew that the only thing that had saved her from losing her virginity to her nephew was their clothes. She was shocked at her own reaction to her nephew's touch. She was both embarrassed and enflamed with a lust. 'Did Robby just try to have sex with me in public?' She asked herself. 'Surely he wouldn't do something like that to me on purpose? After all, I am his aunt.' Ellie was more confused than ever. "Thank you," she mumbled in reply, not knowing what else to say. Robby took in the sight of his sexy aunt's body. "Ellie, you are gorgeous. And that outfit looks fantastic on you. You look amazing." Once again Ellie began to feel self conscious about her attire. She decided it must have been her form fitting dress that had excited her nephew. She became angry with herself for wearing something so revealing in front of her brother's son. "I don't usually wear a dress like this," she mumbled, still embarrassed by her powerful sexual excitement. "Oh, so you dressed up for me." He gave his aunt a wink. "You wore the perfect outfit. I wish you would dress like that more often." Ellie's cheeks continued to glow. She wanted to lower her gaze. But to do so would mean looking at Robby's erect penis. "I guess we'd better get back to the house. You could probably use a nap." The drive back took about twenty minutes. But to Ellie it seemed to take an eternity to reach her house. Her panties were still stuffed inside her vaginal lips, serving as a reminder of the close call she'd had in the parking lot. She didn't know what to do. With Robby in the jeep, she couldn't adjust her panties. And every time she stepped on the clutch or brake, the panties would rub against her clitoris and the inner walls of her vaginal lips. To make matters worse, her silky panties served to keep her excited. Ellie couldn't make herself believe that Robby would have done something like that on purpose. Surely it was an accident. Yet the look on his face after he lowered her to the ground told Ellie that he got great pleasure from the incident. Ellie reminded herself that Robby is a young man with powerful urges. 'Of course he enjoyed what happened. What young man wouldn't enjoy it? What happened is my fault for wearing such a daring outfit in front of him,' she angrily told herself. As they headed to Ellie's home, Robby talked about college, and how excited he was to begin classes in five days. Ellie noticed out of the corner of her eye that Robby was looking at her breasts and legs. She was convinced that this had all happened because she had worn the sexy outfit in the presence of her nephew. As she drove, a sense of regret began to form in her mind. Ellie had excited her nephew by wearing sexy clothes. Ellie knew she would have to change out of the dress as soon as she got home. It wasn't fair to Robby to get him all excited. Deep down, however, Ellie was happy to know she could turn a young man on. Her need to be pursued by a handsome man had always been overpowered by her intense shyness. As much as she wanted to, Ellie could not let go, and just be a sexy and desirable woman. Robby, however had changed all that. Whether Ellie wanted to accept it or not, Robby had once again ignited a burning passion within her. She would never be the same again. They soon arrived at her house. Ellie got out of the jeep, closed the door, and approached the rear hatch. She could feel her panties rubbing her inner vaginal lips with each step. The gusset of her panties served as reminder of how close she had come to losing her virginity to her nephew. She involuntarily trembled with desire. Robby forced back a smile as he watched his aunt. He knew she was still turned on. He was tempted to take her as soon as they got inside. But he decided to be patient. There would be plenty of time for that later. Ellie unlocked the hatch, and then waited for Robby to take his luggage out of the compartment. Robby got his luggage out, closed the hatch, and followed his aunt inside. His eyes were glued to her round bottom and well developed legs as he walked behind her. He loved the way her hips swayed with each step. Ellie could almost feel her nephew's gaze burning through her clothes and into her flesh. She was torn between the hunger that surged through her body, and the fact that Robby was her brother's only son. She unlocked the front door, opened it, and stepped inside. She held the door open for her nephew. As Robby entered the house, Ellie worked up the courage to glance at his shorts. She didn't see a bulge, like she expected. However, she did see the still semi-moist stain on his shorts. She had no doubt that the stain had been caused by her excitement. The wet spot was yet another reminder that she had become sexually excited by her nephew's erection. Robby carried his suitcases inside, and immediately headed for the spare bedroom. Ellie followed the young man, but stopped at the bedroom door. Robby set his suitcases on the floor at the foot of the bed. He turned to his aunt and noticed she hadn't entered the room. "Ellie, it's alright if you come in. This is your house after all." Ellie forced her eyes to look into Robby's eyes. She didn't want to see the wet spot again. "I know, but it's your room. I don't want to make you feel like your privacy is unimportant to me." Robby approached his aunt. He took her hand and led her into the small bedroom. He wrapped his powerful arms around his aunt's small upper torso. He drew her close and gave her a disarming smile. "I appreciate your concern for my privacy. But I want you to know that you are free to enter my room any time you want." Ellie half expected to feel her nephew's erection again. Her cheeks turned red. Robby was definitely like his dad. "Why don't you rest up from your trip while I make dinner?" Ellie tried to pull away, but her powerful nephew wouldn't let go. He leaned over and kissed her on the forehead. "Ellie, I want you to know just how grateful I am. You are making a huge sacrifice for me, and I do appreciate it." Ellie lowered her gaze until she was looking at his powerful chest. "It's no sacrifice. I know I'm going to enjoy having you stay here. It'll be nice to be with family for a change." Robby placed his forefinger under Ellie's chin and lifted her face, forcing her to look up at him. "You are as beautiful on the inside as you are the outside." He leaned over and gave his aunt a gentle kiss on the lips. The kiss lasted for only a few seconds, but it had the desired effect. He had kissed her numerous times in the past. Seducing Aunt Ellie But this time it was different. This time Ellie was sexually excited. Her body was still on fire. Her breath escaped her for a moment, and her heart began to beat faster. "I ah, I had better get dinner started." She broke her nephew's embrace and scurried out of the room, completely forgetting to change her clothes. The gusset of her panties was still wedged between her vaginal lips. Robby watched his sexy aunt leave the room. He smiled, knowing that if he took his time, and didn't rush her, he would have what he desperately wanted. He would have his sexy aunt as his lover. It was no secret in the family that Ellie was still a virgin. And Robby had every intention of being the man who took his beautiful aunt's virginity. If everything went as planned, Ellie would soon find herself lying flat on her back, with her sexy legs spread wide, with his cock buried deep in her newly deflowered cunt. As Ellie prepared dinner, her thoughts kept drifting back to Robby's penis penetrating her vaginal lips. The hunger her nephew had brought out continued to gnaw at every fiber of her being. She could still feel her panties stuffed against her maidenhead. She considered adjusting her underwear, but she couldn't work up the courage to lift her dress in order to do so. As Ellie prepared dinner, she wrestled with emotions that both confused and excited her? Ellie struggled with her feelings for nearly an hour. Eventually she realized just how silly she was for thinking such thoughts. Robby's kiss was innocent. He had kissed her numerous times. It didn't mean a thing. And obviously his erection had been caused by the combination of the long bus ride, and the dress she'd worn. Ellie was convinced that Robby wasn't trying to seduce her. It was just her over active imagination that was being stirred up by her sexy outfit. Ellie considered going to her room to change, as she'd intended to. Yet for some reason that she didn't quite understand, she realized she didn't want to change her clothes. Robby had voiced his pleasure in her attire after all. Why shouldn't she continue to wear the dress this one time? "What is wrong with me?" She quietly exclaimed. "I get my nephew all worked up, and now I don't want to change out of the outfit that excited him in the first place?" She grabbed up a baking sheet she had loaded with biscuits, and opened the oven door. She bent over and slid the biscuits into the oven. Robby appeared in the kitchen doorway just as his aunt bent over. He took in the sight of her sexy ass, and well developed legs. "June Cleaver has nothing on you Ellie," he said in a seductive tone. Ellie quickly straightened up. She spun to face her nephew. Her face had once again turned bright red. "Thank you for the compliment," she managed to say. Robby gave his aunt another disarming smile. "It wasn't just an idle compliment. I meant every word of it. You have no idea how sexy you looked bent over like that. It made me want to change into a suit and start smoking a pipe." "I don't think your parents would approve of you smoking a pipe." The redness began to leave her cheeks. "I don't think they would be happy if they knew what kind of thoughts I was having when I saw you bent over like that. Ellie's heart began to beat faster. Part of her wanted to chastise her nephew for speaking like that to her. Yet another part of her was excited that Robby was flirting with her. Robby sniffed the air. "Something smells good. What are we having?" "We are having baked chicken, mixed vegetables, baked potatoes, and biscuits. We are having cheesecake for dessert." "Is there anything I can do to help?" "You can set out some dishes if you like. I'm sure you remember where they are kept." "Ellie, I remember where everything in your house is kept." The flustered woman watched her nephew gather the dishes together. He carried them into the small dining room. An image of Robby dressed like Ward Cleaver shot through her mind. He was sitting on the couch, watching her dust the coffee table. She was wearing the dress she currently wore, except her panties were missing. She was bent over, with her exposed bottom aimed right at her nephew. As she dusted the table, Robby stared at her exposed vagina. He stood up directly behind her. He then placed his powerful left hand on the small of her back, and held her there. He reached for his zipper with his other hand. Ellie heard the sound of her nephew's zipper coming down. She waited breathlessly for him to take her. Robby pulled his erection out of his slacks, and stepped forward until the tip was pressed against her maidenhead. Ellie held still as she waited for him to deflower her. As Ellie fantasized about her nephew, she absently stroked her panty stuffed pussy through her short dress. Bobby thrust forward, shoving his manhood through her hymen, and into her body. The realization of what she was thinking shocked Ellie. She couldn't believe she had allowed these types of images to run through her imagination. She jerked her hand away from her hungry cunt. She forced the inappropriate thoughts out of her mind, and began concentrating on preparing dinner. As she waited for the food to finish cooking, she thought about everything that had happened. It didn't take her long to realize what Robby wanted from her. Everything he'd done since arriving, told her that it wasn't her imagination. Between his little games, his hugs, kisses; not to mention his erection pushing against her maidenhead, there was no other possible explanation. Robby was trying to seduce her. It was also becoming obvious that Ellie was torn between her sense of right and wrong, and her intense need to be made love to by her handsome and powerful nephew. Ellie wasn't sure if she could handle Robby if he decided to take his little game of seduction to the next level. She was having difficulty controlling her emotions as it was. If Robby did decide to make love to her, Ellie wasn't sure she could say no. Robby is a very charming young man. He has a way of saying just the right things to lower her defenses. And that smile of his could make just about any woman want him. Ellie pressed her thighs together. She shivered as her wadded up panties reminded her of what could have happened at the bus terminal. She began to think that it might be best to send Robby home before things went too far. But to do so would destroy her relationship with her nephew; not to mention how much it would hurt her brother. Ellie decided she would just have to be strong and resist Robby's future attempts to seduce her. But the sensation of having her panties wedged between her vaginal lips was still there, reminding her of just how close she had come to losing her virginity to her nephew. After dinner, Robby volunteered to do load the dishwasher. Ellie was sitting on the couch flipping through the channels, looking for something to watch as she waited for Robby to finish. She stopped on an old episode of Leave it to Beaver. Ward was sitting on the couch, reading the paper, when June came into the living room. Ellie watched as they talked about Beaver's latest escapade. Her thoughts once again returned to the incident at the bus station. She had almost grown accustomed to having her panties bunched up against her maidenhead. The image of her bent over the coffee table resurfaced. Robby entered the room. He smiled when he saw what his aunt was watching. He strolled over to the couch, and sat down next to Ellie. He sat so close that his bicep was touching her shoulder "That was fast," Ellie said, feeling uncomfortable that Robby had caught her watching the old show so soon after he said June Cleaver had nothing on her. She noticed that even though there was plenty of room on the couch, Robby had sat close enough so that his arm was touching her. "I've loaded my fair share of dish washers before," he casually replied as he slipped his arm around her shoulders. Ellie felt her heart flutter as Robby snuggled up next to her. Not knowing what else to do, she laid the remote on the coffee table, and then leaned back into her nephew's powerful arm. Without thinking, she crossed her legs. The bunched up panties rubbed against the entrance to her vagina. Ellie considered uncrossing her legs, but decided that would only draw attention to her problem. They watched the show in silence. Robby would occasionally rub the palm of his hand up and down Ellie's bicep. Ellie's heart began to flutter with each caress. She knew that Robby was trying to seduce her. She knew she should make him stop before they went too far. But his hand felt wonderful against her bare arm. The sexual tension in her body was growing more powerful. Having her panties rubbing her clit and labia made it even harder for her to resist the need for sexual release. Ellie's resistance was weakening more and more with each passing moment. She sat next to her nephew feeling like a teenager on her first date. Ellie almost expected Robby to make a move on her as they watched the show. She didn't know if she could stop him if he tried. She wasn't sure if she'd want to stop him. After Leave it to Beaver went off, Ellie looked up at her nephew. "Would you like to watch something else?" "We can watch whatever you want," he replied. His expression was playful, but his eyes told a different story. Ellie could see the desire burning in his eyes. She quickly tore her gaze from his. She leaned forward and grabbed the remote. Her bunched up panties rubbed against her clit, causing her to tremble. Once again she leaned back against Robby's arm. Robby resumed caressing his aunt's bare skin. Ellie began flipping through the channels. As she clicked onto a romantic movie with Robby gave her bicep a gentle squeeze. The pretty aunt wanted to continue surfing the channels, so she wouldn't have to watch a romantic movie with her nephew, but his gentle squeeze lowered her resistance even more. Not wanting to feel her panties rub her clit again, Ellie laid the remote on the couch instead of returning it to the coffee table where she usually kept it. She was in trouble, and she knew it. Robby could take her right there, and she wouldn't be able to resist. Ellie would melt into Robby's arms and let him do whatever he wanted to her. The nervous woman knew her only hope was that Robby wouldn't take advantage of her in her emotionally weakened state. They sat together and watched the rest of the movie. Robby gently stroked his aunt's bare arm the entire time. During the steamy sex scenes, he would give Ellie's upper bicep a gentle squeeze. Ellie squirmed each time he squeezed her upper arm. Her panties rubbed against her vaginal lips and clit every time she moved. The electricity of excitement shot through to her body like she had been struck by lightening. The poor woman didn't know what to do. Robby was obviously trying to keep her turned on. He was most definitely succeeding. Ellie's entire body was on fire by the time the movie ended. She knew she had to get out of there before things progressed past a point where she couldn't turn back. She stretched, feigning sleepiness, and stood up. "I don't know about you, but I'm tired. I'm going to go to bed." "I want to stay up a little longer if you don't mind." "Stay up as long as you want." Ellie headed towards her bedroom. Her legs were so wobbly she could barely walk a straight line. She could feel Robby's gaze burning holes in her body. Her panties rubbed her excited vagina with each step. Ellie closed her bedroom door, crossed the room, and immediately sat down on her bed. She was trembling uncontrollably. "He's my nephew," she hissed at herself. "Robby is my brother's son. I can't have these feelings about my own flesh and blood." Ellie sat on the foot of the bed for quite a while. She felt dirty for allowing her feelings to get out of control. She knew she should have gotten up when Robby put his arm around her, but she couldn't make her body move. She also knew she should have chewed her nephew out for letting his penis stay wedged between her vaginal lips longer than he should have. A second would be considered an accident. But Robby had held her there for far too long. He had to know his penis was in a place where it didn't belong. Yet instead of doing the right thing, and removing it, he left it there long enough to turn her into a quivering mess. Finally, after what seemed like hours, Ellie forced her body to stand. She removed her dress, and then hung it back up in the closet. She kicked off her shoes and placed them on the closet floor next to the flats she usually wore. Ellie then went into the bathroom to remove her makeup. She still hadn't fixed her panties. As she stared at her made up face, she began to question why she'd gone to the trouble to make herself look attractive for her nephew in the first place. "Robby is family," she whispered as she stared at her reflection. "There was no need to dress up for him. I certainly shouldn't have made myself look sexy for him." Ellie became even more confused. She turned the faucet on, and began to remove her makeup. After cleansing her skin, she removed her bra and tossed it into the hamper. Ellie looked at her breasts. A terrible thought raced into her mind. 'Does Robby like looking at my breasts?' Ellie groaned in frustration. 'Of course he likes looking at them. As much as I hate to admit it, I like that he looks at them.' The stressed out woman left the bathroom, feeling like an incestuous tramp. She strode to her chest of drawers and opened the second drawer. Picking out a sleeping shirt, she pulled it over her head. She had just gotten the shirt pulled down when Robby knocked on her bedroom door. Ellie dove under her covers before tentatively saying, "Come in." Robby entered her room. He gave his aunt a heart melting smile as he approached her bed. Ellie's heart began to pound as she watched her nephew sit down on the edge of the bed next to her. 'Is he here to make love to me? Can I resist him if he tries?' Ellie wasn't sure if she could. "I'm sorry to intrude, and I know we've covered this ground before, but I wanted to say that I am glad you're letting me stay here." Ellie wanted to reply but her mouth refused to open. Robby leaned over and kissed his aunt on the mouth. This kiss lasted much longer than the others. Ellie could feel the fire in her nephew's lips. Her lower lip began to tremble. She returned her nephew's kiss, hating herself for doing this with her brother's only son. After a minute, Robby broke the kiss. He reached out and stroked Ellie's cheek. "Good night Ellie." "Good night," Ellie managed to reply. Robby stood up and left the room. He closed the door, and then walked the three steps to his room. Ellie sat there feeling like a complete mess. Her entire body was trembling. She couldn't believe she had kissed her nephew like that. She was glad that Robby had left the room. If Robby had decided to stay and make love to her, she would have given in to her needs and let him. Ellie knew in her heart that had Robby chose to, he could have taken her virginity without any fight. She would have willingly given her maidenhead to her nephew. The distraught woman laid her head in her hands. "What am I going to do?" Tears began to run down her cheeks. Ellie had difficulty falling asleep. She couldn't get her mind off Robby's kisses. Her mind kept bouncing back and forth about his erection. First she would convince herself that he had penetrated her vaginal lips intentionally. Then she would decide that it was just her imagination. The one thing she was sure of, was Robby was trying to seduce her. There was no doubt in her mind that he wanted to make love to her. Ellie wasn't sure how much longer she could hold out before Robby completely took her defenses down. As she lay there staring into the darkness, a thought hit her. Robby had to know that she would have let him make love to her when he was in her room. He had to have seen the hunger in her eyes. Perhaps he had no intention of ruining their relationship? Maybe he was just being flirtatious? Perhaps the near penetration had been accidental after all? Robby might have waited before removing his penis because he wasn't sure how to handle what had happened. He is just eighteen after all. Ellie soon had herself convinced that this was all just an accident, and that Robby's attention toward her was because he loved her as family. And perhaps he liked the innocent flirtations he gave her. It was almost like he had a special girlfriend he could be with without going too far. She was soon confident that her virginity was safe with Robby after all. She could be his platonic girlfriend, and nothing more. Robby could flirt with her, hug and kiss her, and make her feel like a desirable woman, while keeping their relationship fun, and platonic. Satisfied in the knowledge that all of this was just her imagination, Ellie drifted off to sleep. The gusset of her panties was still stuffed between her vaginal lips. As Ellie slept, she dreamed that she was lying flat on her back. Her legs were spread wide. She was nude except for the panties she'd worn to bed. Robby was hovering over her. He had his manhood pressed against her sex, trying to penetrate her. But the panties kept him from fully penetrating her. "Please Robby," she pleaded. "Take my panties off and fuck me. Make me a woman." "I can't," the young man groaned in frustration. "They won't let me take them off." "Then ram your cock through them," she demanded. "Rip a hole in those fucking panties, and sink your cock in me." Robby shoved his dick against the offending underwear. The sound of the panties ripping brought Ellie out of her dream. She woke, feeling raw between her legs. Her panties had been between her vaginal lips for so long that they had started chafing her. The virgin decided that her underwear had caused the crazy dream. "I didn't fix my underwear last night," she groaned. Ellie didn't know why she had left her underwear like that. Ellie decided that she must have been so stressed out that, she simply forgot to adjust them before going to sleep. She got out of bed and removed her underwear. She winced as she pulled them from between her lips. The gusset of the undergarment was saturated with her vaginal juices. After Breakfast, Robby asked Ellie if she would walk over to the campus with him. He was already enrolled to begin classes, and he wanted to walk around and find where his class rooms would be. Ellie agreed. She put on a light amount of makeup. She then dressed in a loose fitting T shirt and a pair of tight shorts that accentuated her cute bottom. She finished off her attire with a pair of sneakers. Normally Ellie would never wear an outfit like this. She bought the clothes to workout in about a year ago. But the thought of letting other people see her dressed like this was too much. She ended up buying more conservative exercise gear and buried the revealing outfit in the bottom of her dresser with the sexy underwear. But for some reason Ellie was feeling adventurous. She decided to wear something that Robby would like. She knew other people would see her in the outfit. However, for Robby's sake, she would endure the looks. After all, if she was going to be Robby's platonic girlfriend, she needed to look the part. When Ellie entered the living room, she found her nephew waiting for her. Robby was wearing a T shirt and jean shorts. He grinned at his sexy aunt. "Wow, you look hot in that outfit." "Why thank you," she replied, returning his smile. "I decided that since it's warm out, I'd wear something that won't cook me." Seducing Aunt Ellie "That outfit will never work, because you look smoking hot in it." Ellie enjoyed the compliment her nephew had given her. For the first time in her life, she didn't feel self conscious about being looked at by a handsome man. "Then I guess I'll just have to smoke." "Are you ready?" He asked as he looked his sexy aunt over. Ellie gave her nephew a confident smile. "Let's go." It took Robby and Ellie five minutes to walk to the campus. They walked through the campus together, looking more like a couple on their first date than aunt and nephew. The pair walked so close together that their arms occasionally brushed together. Ellie felt like a teenage girl as she walked with her nephew. It was wonderful having a tall handsome man walking with her. She even began to feel good about wearing the somewhat revealing clothes and light makeup in public. As they walked towards the main building, Robby slipped his hand into Ellie's hand. A smile appeared on the woman's face. "You do realize that if people see us like this, they will think I'm your girlfriend?" "The truth is, I feel like you are my girlfriend," Robby replied. Four young women came out of the main hall. Seeing the other students, Robby drew his aunt into his arms. He pressed his lips to hers, and gave her a deep, passionate kiss. Ellie whimpered into her nephew's mouth. Her body began to tremble. Robby then gently broke the kiss. He gazed into Ellie's blue eyes and winked. "If they didn't think you're my girlfriend before, they will now." Ellie gave her nephew as stern a glare as she could muster. "You are such a bad boy. How am I supposed to tell anyone I am your aunt after you just kissed me like that in front of witnesses?" Robby winked at his aunt. "I guess you'll just have to tell people I'm your boyfriend." "I'm sure as hell not going to tell them that you are my nephew," Ellie replied in a hushed tone. "People would really stare at me if they knew we are related." Robby gave his aunt a mischievous smile. "That is the first time I've heard you swear." "You would be swearing too, if a family member did that to you in public," she whispered. The four women drew closer to the pair. Robby picked Ellie up in his arms, and kissed her again. It was a deep and passionate kiss. Ellie melted into her nephew's arms. She knew she was screwed anyway, so she decided to enjoy Robby's little game. Robby then did something unexpected. He grabbed Ellie's butt cheeks and squeezed them. The thirty three year old woman gasped into her nephew's mouth. Robby took advantage of the moment and slid his tongue into his aunt's open mouth. He explored his aunt's mouth as the girls got closer. "Get a room," one of the girls said as they passed the kissing couple. The other girls laughed. Ellie was embarrassed, but she wasn't about to break the kiss. Robbie kissed his sexy aunt for the longest time. He explored the inside of her mouth with his tongue. Having never returned a French kiss before; Ellie wasn't sure what she was supposed to do. After a bit she figured it out, and began to tease his tongue with her own. Robby's dick grew rock hard. He began grinding the head of his cock into Ellie's clit. Once again Ellie felt her body begin to respond to Robby's throbbing manhood. He was squeezing the cheeks of her bottom and grinding his erection against her crotch in broad daylight, and she was helpless to stop him. The truth is Ellie didn't want him to stop. She whimpered into his mouth. Robby eventually drew his mouth away from her lips, and set her back on the ground. She gazed up at her nephew. Her thoughts were once again filled with turmoil. Her fears and desires began to resurface. "Robby," she whispered breathlessly. "We shouldn't be doing this. We are family. What we are doing isn't right." "I can't help but want you," he gently replied. "You're just so damned sexy." Robby reached out and caressed his pretty aunt's cheek. "Are you mad at me?" Ellie sighed. "I could never be mad at you. I love you." Robby hugged his aunt. "I love you too. I always have. I also love kissing your lips and touching your sexy body." Ellie gazed up at her nephew. The turmoil she felt was becoming almost too much to bear. "I do like it when you hug and kiss me. I like it very much. But we can't go any farther than hugging and kissing. That would be wrong. So please, don't take advantage of me. No more grabbing me and grinding your body into mine." "Are you saying you didn't like it?" Robby asked, already knowing the answer. "I didn't say I don't like it. I just don't think your parents would understand. So please, lets keep this to hugging and kissing; nothing more." Robby gently pressed his lips to Ellie's trembling lips. The kiss only lasted a few seconds, but it lasted long enough to increase his aunt's passion. Robby broke the kiss. As he pulled away, he gently squeezed her buttocks. His eyes were filled with a hunger that was undeniable. Ellie wasn't sure what she should do. As she gazed into her nephew's piercing green eyes, the thought 'I'm so screwed,' popped in her mind. Robby and Ellie spent most of the morning strolling around the campus. At one point Robby went from holding his aunt's hand, to wrapping his arm around her waist. The auburn haired beauty could feel the right side of Robby's body caressing her with each step. She didn't know what to do. It was as if she was trapped in a room with no way out. She knew Robby would continue to wear her down until she surrendered completely. She also knew her emotions had already passed the point of no return. She wasn't sure how much longer her sense of reason would hold out. Robby's seduction was becoming too powerful to resist. The way Ellie felt at that moment, Robby could easily lay her down on the grass right in the middle of the campus, and take her virginity. Why he hadn't taken that final step yet was a mystery to the confused and frustrated woman. He could have easily made love to her the night before, yet for some reason that she couldn't fathom, he walked out of her bedroom, leaving her feeling confused, frustrated, and excited. Ellie was sure her nephew would try to make love to her. She just didn't know when he would make his move. She wanted to say no. She also wanted to say yes. Her thoughts and emotions were growing more confusing with each passing hour. The thought of refusing him had all but completely vanished. As they strolled towards the last building they needed to visit, Robby casually slid his hand down Ellie's waist until it came to rest on her butt cheek. Ellie's knees began to weaken. She didn't even voice a token protest. Her surrender was all but complete. Robby would make love to her when he was ready, and she wouldn't be able to stop him. After they returned home, Ellie went to her room and removed her sneakers and socks. She started to change into a more conservative outfit, but then had second thoughts. She knew Robby enjoyed looking at her legs. The fact that Robby found pleasure in gazing at her legs made Ellie feel naughty. Later that evening the pair sat in silence at the dining room table. Robby had cooked burgers and fries for dinner. Ellie had tried to protest, saying he shouldn't have to cook, but Robby insisted. As they ate, Robby gazed longingly at his aunt. Ellie couldn't work up the courage to look up from her plate. Once again she could feel Robby's burning green eyes piercing her flesh. She began to ask herself if this was the night he intended to take her to bed. 'I can't let him make love to me. I must tell Robby no. If we make love it will destroy our family.' Ellie made the decision to put a stop to this before things got any further out of hand. She forced herself to look up at her nephew. His sexy gaze instantly shot down all thoughts of resisting. Ellie immediately lowered her eyes back to her plate. She resumed eating in silence. Robby continued eating his meal as he gazed at his sexy aunt. 'Ellie, I know you are ripe for the taking. Hell, I could have fucked you last night. But the anticipation is just too sweet. You are so hungry to be taken you can't think straight. You will soon be my lover.' Since Robby cooked the meal, Ellie decided she should load the dishwasher. Robby reached into the refrigerator and pulled out a half empty bottle of wine that had been in there for months. Ellie rarely drank. When she did it was usually one glass of wine. "Shall we have a touch of the grape tonight?" Robby asked. Ellie knew Robby's parents allowed him to drink as long as he drank at home. "I don't mind if I do. But just pour one glass for me please." Robby looked at the bottle. "I don't think there's enough wine to give either of us a hang over." Robby got down two wine glasses and poured the liquid into them. There was just enough wine in the bottle to fill the glasses. Robby put the lid back on, and then dropped the empty bottle into the trash. He then carried the glasses into the living room, and placed them on the coffee table. Ellie resumed loading the dishwasher. As she loaded the machine, music began drifting into the kitchen. The song was an old love ballad. Ellie's body stiffened. Robby was obviously setting the mood. He intended to complete her seduction. Ellie laid the palms of her hands on the kitchen counter. She lowered her head and closed her eyes. "What am I going to do?" She softly whispered. Allowing Robby to make love to her was wrong. But the woman's desire to be with Robby was just too powerful to resist. "Fuck," she softly exclaimed, using the profane word out loud for the first time in her life. Ellie quickly glanced back at the kitchen door to make sure Robby wasn't watching. She then slid her trembling right hand into the waistband of her shorts and panties. Her finger tips slid through her sparse pubic hair. Feeling naughty, Ellie slid her hand deeper into her panties until the tip of her middle finger touched her hymen. She'd had the thin layer of skin her entire life. Her hymen was proof of her virginity as well as a symbol of her sexual innocence. Now that symbol was in danger of being torn away by her eighteen year old nephew's cock. Ellie believed that unless she strongly resisted, her virginity would be taken by Robby. She was positive she should tell her nephew no. She just didn't know if she would be able to speak the words once he started touching her. Robby clearly wanted to make love to her. And as much as Ellie knew it was wrong to allow her nephew to make love to her, she desperately wanted a handsome and powerful man in her life that could charm her, and make her feel like a woman. Robby certainly was handsome and powerful. As for his charm, the young man oozed charm. Ellie heard a small sound coming from the living room. She quickly withdrew her hand, and finished loading the dishwasher. She washed her hands, and then closed the door to the machine. Ellie took a deep breath. She then turned to face the kitchen door and her destiny. On trembling legs, the frightened virgin slowly walked towards the fate that awaited her. Robby was standing in the center of the living room. He looked like a man who knew what he wanted, and intended to get it. He gave Ellie a disarming smile. "I hope you don't mind, but I was in the mood for a little music." "No, I love music. I see you found one of my old Frank Sinatra CDs." "There's no one who can set a mood like Old Blue Eyes." Robby picked up the wine glasses. He handed one to Ellie. Ellie took the glass. Her hand was trembling slightly, but she managed not to spill the drink. She slowly lifted the glass to her lips and took a sip. At that moment she wished she'd bought another bottle. Perhaps if she was a little tipsy it would be easier for her to allow her nephew to make love to her. She could blame her actions on the booze afterwards. Robby took a small drink from the tall glass. He then set the glass down. Taking Ellie's glass, he placed it beside his own. He held out his hands. "Would you care to dance?" Ellie lowered her gaze for a moment before looking up at her nephew's handsome face. "I'm not a very good dancer. I haven't had much practice." The only man who had ever danced with Ellie was her older brother. She smiled at her handsome nephew. "I guess we could try." The young man took Ellie into his arms. He lightly grasped her left hand with his right, placed his left hand on the small of her back, and then gazed longingly into her pretty blue eyes. "All you have to do is move your feet with mine," Robby gently instructed his aunt. Ellie laid her other hand on Robby's shoulder. She looked almost like a child in her nephew's arms. They began to move together. As they swayed to the music Robby drew his aunt so close that their bodies touched. His manhood began to stiffen and grow longer. Ellie could feel it sliding up her tummy like a hungry snake, as it lengthened in his shorts. She buried her face in her nephew's powerful chest. Robby's erection was soon pressing hard against her upper stomach. As they danced, Ellie felt her heart pounding like a drum. She wanted to ask Robby to stop before they did something they would regret. She knew however, that if she tried to say something, her mouth would once again refuse to allow her to speak. She was going to lose her virginity to her handsome young nephew, and there was nothing she could, or would want to do to stop it. They swayed to the music together. Robby's rock hard member continued to remind his aunt of what was coming. Once again, Ellie began to feel that intense throbbing coursing throughout her body. It started between her legs and gradually began to spread throughout her body until every nerve ending was on fire. Her body was preparing for sexual intercourse. She lifted her gaze to her nephew. Her eyes were filled with a mixture of fear and excitement. Robby smiled at his beautiful aunt. He lowered his lips to hers. A mew of passion escaped Ellie's lips as her soon to be lover slid his tongue into her willing mouth. They kissed as they danced together. Robby broke the kiss and gazed at his aunt's lovely face. He began running his hands up and down Ellie's back as they swayed to the music. His erection moved against her stomach as they danced. Ellie returned her nephew's gaze. She could feel her defenses once again coming down. As the song died down, Robby stepped back. He then scooped his aunt up into his arms. The apprehension combined with lust Ellie was feeling grew more powerful. The time had come, but she wasn't sure if she was ready to go through with it. "Robby," she gasped. "I don't know if..." "I love you Ellie," he gently said, cutting off her words of protest. "I want you. I want you tonight, and every other night." Ellie remained silent. Tears began to stream down her cheeks as her nephew turned and carried her to her bedroom. The lovely virgin knew she was losing the battle to resist her charming nephew. She was about to become his lover. Robby pushed Ellie's bedroom door open with his foot. Ellie noticed a towel lying on the bed spread. She knew there would be blood when Robby penetrated her. Robby had obviously prepared the bed for their love making. Ellie was relieved that her nephew had been thoughtful. She didn't want blood spilled on her new bed spread. Robby carried her to the bed and laid her on the bed spread. Ellie's hips came to rest on the towel. Her heart was beating so loudly she could hear its insistent pounding in her head. She watched as her nephew pulled his T shirt over his head. She stared at the rippling muscles of his torso. The hair on his chest was sparse. Her heart began to beat faster, and that throbbing in her body became more intense. Robby pulled his sneakers and socks off. He then tugged his shorts and underwear down at the same time. Ellie's eyes locked onto the thick, long shaft that would soon take her virginity. She gasped at its size. The lovely woman didn't know if she could take something that big inside her small body. Robby's dick was long and thick. The tip stopped just below his navel. Ellie watched her nephew as he climbed onto the bed. She wanted to bolt from the room, but she couldn't move. She didn't know if she was frozen with fear; or because of the strange hunger that gnawed at her like a ravenous wolf. Robby stretched out between Ellie's slightly spread legs. Ellie was forced to spread her legs wider to accommodate her Nephew's powerful thighs. Spreading her legs gave Robby's erection room to lie against Ellie's shorts covered clit. Robby leaned over his sexy aunt. He pressed his open mouth against hers. Yet again, Ellie let out a low moan. Without even meaning to, she slid her arms around her nephew's upper body. Their kiss was fierce, and full of hunger. Ellie was torn between her need for this young man and her fear of wrecking her relationship with her family. Robby bent lower and began nibbling on his aunt's neck. Ellie turned her face to the side, exposing her throat to her nephew's teeth. She would be wearing a mark for the world to see, but at that moment she didn't care. Robby drew her flesh between his teeth. He sucked and chewed on his aunt's neck. Ellie moaned with pleasure as her nephew marked her. Her flesh turned purple as he chewed on her throat. Robby ground his shaft against his aunt's virginal cunt. She lifted her hips from the bed as his shaft rubbed her swollen clit. Ellie's need to be made love to was winning out over her fear of what they were doing. She knew what they were doing was wrong, but she wouldn't be able to stop herself. She slid her fingers into Robby's hair, and clung to him. She wrapped her legs around Robby's thighs. Robby wanted to rip his aunt's clothes off, and then shove his hard cock into her virginal cunt. But he knew he had to move slowly. If he took her too quickly, he would destroy their relationship forever. Ellie needed to experience their love making slowly. She needed to have multiple orgasms. She needed to wake up in the morning feeling happy and sexually fulfilled. Otherwise, she would only feel shame, and self loathing for what they had done. Robby released her throat from between his teeth. He slowly nibbled his way up Ellie's throat until he reached her lower jaw. He caressed her sides through her T shirt as her gently nibbled on her jaw line. He continued to gently nibble on her cheek as he worked his way higher. He then took Ellie's earlobe between his teeth, and bit down on her sensitive flesh. The lovely virgin gasped in arousal. Her body writhed with desire against her brother's son. Robby slid his right hand up to her left breast. He gently squeezed her round globe through her shirt and bra. Ellie's eyes widened as her nephew squeezed and caressed her breast. The desire she felt was growing stronger by the minute. She was already past the point of turning back, but her sense of right and wrong began speaking to her, telling her that they should stop before it's too late. Deep down, Ellie knew it was already too late. Robby had successfully ignited a flame within Ellie that couldn't be extinguished. "Robby," she whispered. "We must stop before we go too far. If we do this, there will be terrible consequences." She didn't want the young man to stop, but Ellie felt she should at least make one last token attempt to stop this madness before it went any further. Robby heard the lack of conviction in Ellie's voice. He could feel her body squirming with desire beneath him. Her crotch was rubbing insistently against his erection. Seducing Aunt Ellie "Please, we shouldn't," she pleaded, not meaning a word of it. Robby responded by pressing his mouth against Ellie's parted lips. He slid his tongue into her open mouth and began caressing her tongue. Ellie surrendered completely. Her resistance was gone. Her need to be taken by her nephew silenced the voice of reason. She didn't care about right and wrong. Ellie didn't give a damn about consequences. She wanted this wonderful young man to pierce her hymen with his thick hard cock and make love to her. Robby sensed that the last few strands of his aunt's resistance had crumbled. She was finally ready to be taken. Robby rose up on his knees, drawing Ellie to a seated position. Ellie placed the palms of her hands on the bed to support her upper body. Robby gazed into Ellie's bright blue eyes. They were burning with desire. He grasped the hem of her T shirt and began to lift it. Ellie meekly raised her arms, allowing her nephew to undress her. Robby slipped the shirt up until her bra covered breasts came into view. He gazed at her sexy body. "You are so damned beautiful," he said lustfully as he pulled her shirt off. He tossed the shirt onto the floor. Ellie couldn't look down. To do so would mean seeing herself in a partial state of undress as her nude nephew knelt between her legs. Reaching behind Ellie, the young man unclasped her bra. He slid the garment off her shoulders and casually dropped it on the floor. Ellie felt completely exposed. She was still wearing her shorts and panties, yet she felt like she'd been stripped bare. Robby intended to make his aunt's desires a reality. He slid his hands under her well formed thighs. Robby moved her legs so her knees were bent, her legs were together between his now spread legs, and the soles of her feet were flat on the bed spread. Still unable to look at herself, Ellie kept her focus on Robby's handsome face. He slid his powerful fingers into the waistband of her shorts and panties. Knowing what was expected of her; Ellie rested the palms of her hands on the bed, and then lifted her hips. A small tear ran down her right cheek as Robby slowly slid her remaining garments off her hips and down her shapely legs. She lifted her feet a few inches to allow Robby to finish undressing her. Robby pulled the shorts and panties off Ellie's feet and tossed them onto the floor. He then laid his aunt back onto the bed. He took in the sight of her sexy body. She was more beautiful than she knew. He noticed that her pubic hair was thin and short, yet there was no sign that she trimmed her hair. His eyes fell on Ellie's virginal pussy. Her clit was small. Robby couldn't be sure, but he suspected her opening would be small as well. Robby wasn't worried about entering his aunt. Even though his cock was a little larger than normal; vaginas were made to open up so that most men's cocks will fit without too much discomfort. He just had to go slow with her. He only hoped her vaginal cavity was deep enough to accept his entire length. The need to spread her sexy legs and ram his cock into her virginal pussy resurfaced. Robby fought the powerful urge. He wanted to take his time. He wanted Ellie's virginal experience to be a memorable one. Ellie began to tremble uncontrollably. She had longed for the moment when she would be taken by a man. She waited, not knowing what she should do. Robby would have to lead her into the world of carnal pleasure. He would have to teach her what to do. The thirty three year old woman had waited so long for this night. In all her wildest dreams she never believed it would be her eighteen year old nephew who would take her innocence. Yet here he was, hovering over her trembling form, devouring her nude body with his piercing green eyes. The young man parted her legs. He then leaned over and kissed his sexy aunt. He slid his tongue between her teeth and began to explore her now familiar oral cavity. Ellie wrapped her arms around Robby's neck. All thoughts of resistance were completely gone. She had no doubts, fear, or trepidation. Ellie was going to willingly give her virginity to Robby. Her maidenhead was his to take. She rubbed her clit against the underside of her nephew's thick cock. It was no longer a penis, or member, or his manhood. It was a cock. Ellie would soon have that cock buried deep in her hungry pussy. Robby eased his mouth away from Ellie's lips. He kissed her chin, before he started working his way down. Ellie gasped as her nephew kissed the hollow of her throat. Robby smiled, knowing he had found one of his aunt's G spots. He began to ask himself just how many spots she had on her body that would make her a quivering mass of sexual desire. He intended to find out. Ellie closed her eyes as her handsome nephew licked her sensitive throat. Her body shook uncontrollably. Robby hadn't gotten near her pussy yet, and already he was driving her wild with lust. The young quarterback continued his downward descent across Ellie's chest. He kissed and nibbled the upper flesh of her breasts. First he nibbled on her right breast, then her left. Ellie lifted her hips so she could grind her clit against the underside of her lover's cock. She was being driven mad with desire. Her first time would far exceed her wildest dreams. Robby took his aunt's left nipple between his teeth. He held the eraser sized flesh for a moment before gently biting down. "Fuck," Ellie cried. "You're driving me insane." Robby released her nipple. "I've only begun." Ellie had no doubt that her first time would be unforgettable. Robby would make her feel more like a woman than she ever thought possible. Tears began streaming down her cheeks. She was in for a night of pure joy. Robby took the nipple back into his mouth. He began to suck. Ellie cooed as her nephew lovingly tormented her sensitive nipple. She dug her fingers into his hair, and forced his mouth against her breast. Robby sucked on her nipple very gently at first. After a few minutes, he bit down on her bud. Ellie's eyes flew open as she squealed in delight. Her young lover then switched to her other nipple. He sucked and chewed, driving her need to be fucked to new heights. Ellie was beyond ready to lose her virginity. Robby, on the other hand, had just gotten started. He made Ellie let go of his hair. He then began to nibble down her torso. Ellie whimpered as her lover teased her body with his lips and teeth. Robby slowly slid down the length of Ellie's body, nibbling on her flesh as he moved. He slid his tongue into his sexy aunt's belly button. Ellie nearly fainted from desire. She gripped the bed spread with both hands and pulled hard at the cover. Robby had discovered another G spot. He explored his lover's navel, driving her wild with lust. He was looking forward to letting Ellie experience the joy of having her pussy licked. Ellie was going mad with desire. She pulled hard at the cover as she shook with lust. Robby once again began his journey to Ellie's virginal cunt. He slowly nibbled and kissed down her lower tummy until his mouth came in contact with her pubic hair. He took several hairs between his teeth and gently tugged. Ellie's hips came off the bed. The mixture of mild pain and pleasure was too much for her. "Fuck! Please don't make me wait any longer. Please, take me now." Robby released his hold on Ellie's pubic hair. He continued to move downward until his face was directly over her clit. He slipped his tongue out, and flicked her nub. Ellie's clit filled with blood, as a new wave of sexual excitement shot through her. Blood flowed into her vaginal lips, making them thick and swollen. Her body was ready for penetration. She was ready to be fucked. Once again Ellie grabbed a handful of Robby's hair, and shoved his face against her clit and pussy lips. Robby nibbled and licked his aunt's clit and labia. Ellie whined, cried, and moaned as her nephew drove her hunger to a level she never thought possible. Robby then lowered his mouth to Ellie's maidenhead. He ran his tongue across the entrance to her virginal pussy. Ellie began to cum. Her body shook, and she screamed as the flood gates of her first orgasm burst open. "OH, OH, OH," she cried over and over. She held onto Robby's hair, not wanting him to stop. Robby continued to lick his aunt's labia and maidenhead. He lapped up her orgasmic juices as fast as he could. Ellie trembled uncontrollably as her first ever orgasm threatened to rip her in two. She bit down on her lower lip, as she clung tightly to Robby's sandy colored hair. She began to mew as her orgasm continued for what seemed a lifetime. She shuddered as her orgasm finally began to wane. Ellie collapsed, unable to continue. No longer able to hold on, she had released her death grip on her lover's hair. Robby had given her the most intense experience of her life, and she hadn't lost her virginity yet. That was about to change. Robby sat up between Ellie's spread legs. Her juices ran down his chin and dripped onto his powerful chest. The young man watched his lovely aunt as she slowly came down from her orgasmic bliss. He then straightened out the towel beneath her hips. Robby then spat on the palm of his hand then rubbed his saliva along the length of his organ. Ellie slowly opened her eyes. She saw her nephew as he moved back up her body. The moment was here. Ellie was about to lose her virginity. The fear she'd felt earlier began to once again creep back in. "Robby, I don't..." she started to say. Robby gave her his most disarming smile. Ellie instantly stopped speaking. Robby settled down between her spread thighs. He rested most of his weight on his left elbow. "It will hurt a little at first. But I promise you it will only hurt for a moment. I will be as gentle as possible. Once my cock is inside you, the pain will dissipate. Do you trust me?" Ellie slowly nodded her head. She did trust Robby. She loved her nephew; both as family, and as a lover. She raised her knees until the soles of her feet came to rest on the blanket. "Ellie, you need to lift your knees up next to your waist. It will help me to enter you more easily. It will also help to decrease the initial pain." The words ease the initial pain shot through Ellie's mind. She couldn't believe she was going to go through with this. She was about to let her nephew take her virginity. A blood member of her family was about to have sex with her, and she was allowing it. Taking a deep breath, Ellie slowly lifted her knees, as her nephew had instructed. She felt helpless and vulnerable as she lay beneath her nephew's powerful body. She also felt that strange sense of excitement coursing through her. The young man leaned over and kissed his sexy aunt. She could taste her juices on his lips. Robby grasped his cock with his right hand. He moved the head of his cock between her swollen pussy lips. He then moved the tip back and forth between her pussy lips. Ellie could feel the tip of his cock caressing her maidenhead with each pass. Her pussy juices flowed onto the towel. Ellie locked her gaze onto Robby's face as she waited to be penetrated by his manhood. Sensing that his lovely aunt was ready, he pressed his dickhead against her hymen. Ellie felt the thin piece of flesh stretch. She clenched her eyes shut and gritted her teeth in anticipation of what was about to happen. She involuntarily stiffened. Sensing his aunt's nervousness, Robby gently stroked her cheeks. "Take a deep breath and relax," he softly crooned. "Trust me. You are going to love this." Ellie took a deep breath as her nephew instructed. She slowly let it out. Robby gave her small kisses, to help her relax. Her body slowly relaxed. Feeling the tension ebbing from Ellie's form, Robby thrust his cock head against her maidenhead. It was a quick, short thrust, but that was all that was needed. The tip of his cock tore through his virginal aunt's hymen. Ellie's eyes flew open in shock and she winced from the pain of having her hymen torn away. Robby shoved the head of his dick, and an inch of his shaft into her virginal cunt. The pretty woman involuntarily threw her short, but shapely legs around her nephew's upper thighs as her vaginal walls stretched to accommodate his thick cock. Robby watched Ellie's expressions change every second or two as the gambit of emotions began to run through her mind. Ellie lay there trembling. Tears were running down her cheeks. She could feel her nephew's dick head stretching the entrance to her vagina. Ellie held still, trying to process the fact that her virginity had just been taken by her teenage nephew. Robby had just changed her entire life with one quick thrust. Ellie knew her relationship with Robby had just been changed. They were no longer just aunt and nephew. They were lovers. Robby leaned over his lovely aunt and began kissing the tears away. "It's ok," he gently whispered. "As soon as the pain disappears, I'll give you the most intense orgasm of your life." Ellie couldn't understand how her next orgasm could possibly top her first. She wasn't sure she could remain conscious if she came any harder. Robby began giving his lovely aunt small kisses on her trembling lips. Ellie returned the small kisses. The discomfort of losing her virginity was already dissipating. After a few more moments Ellie's discomfort had completely vanished. "It doesn't hurt anymore," she whispered. Robby gave his lovely aunt a warm smile. "Are you ready to continue?" Ellie took a deep breath before nodding yes. Robby slowly pushed another inch of his thick tool into his aunt's newly deflowered body. Ellie gasped as her pussy walls opened even more to receive his cock. Her vaginal walls stretched as her nephew's dick began to sink deeper into her. After sinking several inches inside her, Robby stopped moving. He held still for a few moments, giving his beautiful aunt time to adjust to this new intrusion of her body. He then slowly withdrew his dick until only the tip was inside Ellie. His dickhead was red with blood. Blood poured from Ellie's pussy. It ran down the crack of her ass, and onto the towel beneath her hips. Robby then sank his dick a little deeper into her body. He released his grip on his cock. Ellie's tight vaginal walls clung to her nephew's thick cock. Robby withdrew his dick again. He then sank the thick pole a little deeper into Ellie's pussy. Her vaginal walls continued to stretch as her nephew sank deeper into her newly deflowered cunt. Ellie was amazed that her nephew's thick penis actually fit. She half expected the pain to be so bad that she'd end up begging Robby to take it out. Yet, other than the initial pain, she'd felt no discomfort at all. Having her pussy stretched wide was beginning to feel amazing to the woman. Robby slowly worked his dick in and out of his aunt's pussy. Her cunt was as small and tight as her body. Her vaginal walls clung to his young dick like a suction cup. Robby withdrew his shaft, and then sank back into her again. His dick forced her vaginal walls open even more as he sank deeper into her body. Ellie's trembling became more pronounced. She wrapped her arms around her nephew's neck and drew him down on top of her. He was heavy, but she didn't care. Ellie wanted to feel her nephew's skin against her own flesh. Robby slowly rocked in and out of his aunt; his cock sank deeper into her depths with each inward thrust. The thirty three year old woman held tightly to her nephew as his manhood sank deeper into her newly deflowered pussy. She mewed as more of his thick meat sank deeper into her depths. Robby withdrew his shaft, and then pushed it completely inside her tight cunt. Ellie stiffened, and groaned with pleasure, and excitement, as the tip of Robby's cock touched the back wall of her vagina, and his heavy balls came to rest against her butt cheeks. "You're completely inside me," she whispered. Robby rose up on his hands and gazed at his lover. Ellie immediately looked down her body and spotted a small bulge in her skin, just below her belly button. "There is a large bump in my tummy," she exclaimed. Robby lowered his gaze to her tummy and saw the bulge. He rocked back and forth a few times. The bulge would disappear and then reappear each time he withdrew his cock and then thrust his dick back into her tummy. Ellie's face registered her disbelief as she watched the bulge reappear in her belly every time her nephew pushed his dick back into her body. She looked up at her young lover. "Are you really that deep inside me?" Robby gave his aunt a warm smile. "Yes my love. My dick really is that deep inside you. I can feel the tip of my dick touch your cervix each time I push into." "But your dick is so big. How can it all fit inside me?" Robby leaned over and softly kissed his aunt. "It fits because we were meant to be together." Ellie returned her gaze to her bulging tummy. Her emotions soared to new heights. Robby was meant to be her lover. She squeezed her legs around Robby's upper thighs. Her action caused her tummy to bulge even more. She clung tightly to her nephew's thighs and stared at the large bump in the center of her belly. A small tear of joy ran down her right cheek. She gazed up at her lover. Robby leaned over and kissed his beautiful aunt. He pressed his tongue against her partly opened lips. Ellie parted her lips and allowed her nephew's tongue to enter her oral cavity. The sensation of being stuffed and kissed by her sexy nephew drove her to new heights of pleasure. Their kiss was intense. Their tongues danced together in Ellie's mouth. Ellie's cunt muscles squeezed her nephew's shaft. She caressed his cheeks with her small hands. She was overwhelmed by the emotions that were running through her. Unable to take it any longer, Ellie broke the kiss. She gazed up at her nephew. Her eyes and face displayed the powerful emotions she was experiencing. "Please, make love to me. Fuck me until I cum again." A playful smile spread across his handsome face. I intend to make you cum many times tonight." Ellie had no doubt that her nephew would keep his word. Robby rose up on his elbows. He eased his cock back to her entrance, and then slid it deep into her willing body. Ellie mewed as her young lover slid his dick in and out of her hungry cunt. Her vaginal walls clamped down on her nephew's head and shaft. The bulge just below her navel once again appeared. Robby thrust into his aunt again and again. He was gentle at first. He used a slow, almost timid pace. As Robby fucked his lovely aunt, he gradually began picking up his pace. Ellie's gaze kept switching from her lover's face, to the reappearing bulge in her stomach, and then back to Robby's handsome face. Sweat poured down Ellie's face as her body shook with delight. She had always imagined that sex would be good. She had no idea it would feel this wonderful. Robby had been fucking her for only a few minutes and she was already approaching another orgasm. Ellie grabbed two handfuls of the bed spread, pulling the cover to her. With her shapely legs, she clung to his powerful thighs. She was about to cum yet again. Robby knew she was nearing orgasm. He wanted to cum with her. He desperately wanted to fill her body with his seed. He slid most of his shaft out of her cunt, before ramming it back into her body. The intensity of being forcefully penetrated was so overwhelming that Ellie nearly passed out. She felt his dickhead slam against the entrance to her womb. She was sure that if his dick was any longer it would pass through her cervix and enter her fertile womb. She screamed as her second orgasm of the night ripped through her loins. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," she screamed into the night.