0 comments/ 18650 views/ 3 favorites Cooling Off By: MilgramStudy The lounge was virtually empty when she walked in. She glanced at her watch. He had told her to be there at 4:30...and she was right on time. There was a middle-aged couple sitting at the bar, but all of the little tables with their high stools were vacant. She proceeded to the one located in the center of the room...precisely as he had instructed her to do. She climbed into the stool and looked around. The lounge was dimly lit, but everything about it was rather tasteful...not sleazy at all. What did she expect? This was a first class hotel catering to business people...people who probably were still attending one of the several conferences the hotel was hosting. "What can I get for you?" She was startled out of her thoughts by the overture from the cocktail waitress. She pondered a minute, then made her request. The pretty young woman jotted a note on her pad, then gave her a strange smile as she headed for the bar. Suddenly, she was acutely aware of her appearance. The outfit that he had selected for her was flattering...but perhaps not as tasteful as her surroundings. The plunging neckline of her silky black dress revealed a considerable amount of cleavage. And the short hem showcased her legs...but despite her frequent tugging, it failed to hide the fact that she was wearing hose and garters rather than pantyhose. Then there were the high heels. Definitely more of the "fuck me" style than fashionable. She wondered if the cocktail waitress thought she was a hooker. Nah...he had ordered her to leave her hair and make up simple, according to her personal preference. No self-respecting prostitute would leave the house like that, she giggled to herself. "Here ya go." The young woman placed her drink on the table, marked it on the tab, then gave her another strange smile before walking away. What was she thinking? She sipped her drink slowly and resumed looking around. There was now a lot more activity in the hallway outside the lounge. She looked at her watch. It was getting close to 5:00. Where was he? A group of businessmen came into the lounge and occupied a table nearby. She tried to ignore them...but she couldn't help notice them glancing over at her as they talked among themselves. Fortunately, more people were coming in, and several of them took tables that blocked their view. Her relief was short lived. One of the men got up from the table, and after making a remark to his colleagues over his shoulder, he approached her. "Would you like to join us?" he asked. "Thank you," she replied as matter-of-factly as she could. "But I'm waiting for someone." "Okay...sure," he said. "You're welcome anytime you change your mind." She averted her gaze as he walked back to his table. But she could not avert her ears, and she heard scattered snickers followed by a large group laugh permeating through the intervening space. She sipped her drink and glanced repeatedly at her watch. Where the hell was he? She tugged at the hem of her dress again. Damn. No way to keep the skin above her stockings from showing. Well...at least she could keep her legs together and make sure no one could see she wasn't wearing panties... "This is from the gentleman over there," the cocktail waitress said as she placed a refill on the table and nodded toward the bar. She looked over quickly, expecting to see him at last. But instead, it was another businessman. Oh my God, she thought. What is going on here? But suddenly, she felt herself smiling. The guy from the group had not been particularly attractive. But this guy was gorgeous. And relatively young. He actually looked like one of those male models in the Ralph Lauren Polo ads... Oh shit! She mentally chastised herself as she saw him smile back, lift his glass, and then start approaching. What the fuck do I do now? "May I join you?" he asked politely. And then without waiting for a response, he seated himself on the stool beside her. "Um..er..I'm waiting for someone," she managed to stammer. "That's okay...I'll wait with you," he shot back with a grin that indicated a little conceit and a lot of confidence. "He..he..he should be here any minute...He's already late." It was no use. The young man wasn't going anywhere. He launched into his small talk routine. She couldn't concentrate on what he was saying...but she couldn't help but hear him...nor could she help hearing more snickering coming from the group at the other table. "Are you hungry?" The question caught her off guard. Dammit. She was hungry. But he had instructed her not to eat before he arrived. She had been disobediently nibbling on the pretzels the waitress had placed on the table...but the drinks were essentially hitting an empty stomach. "I'm...yes...well...I'm waiting...I mean..." she stammered in reply. "They've got a nice restaurant here," he continued while ignoring her discomfort. "But I've got a suite upstairs...and maybe you'd prefer room service." He punctuated the last comment by placing his hand on her leg. She stiffened as she felt his fingers slide along the top of her stockings and tickle the exposed flesh. She looked around. The lounge was quite crowded now. How could she stop this without making a scene? "C'mon...You can have anything you want...And maybe I'll have anything I want too," he said with bold smirk. She realized that her silence was encouraging him. But what could she say? "I don't...I mean...thank you...but I..." she stammered as she put her hand on his and feebly attempted to push it away. "C'mon," he repeated... This time the punctuation was a firm squeeze of her thigh. Her eyes closed involuntarily and a short gasp escaped from her lips as she felt his fingers dig into her exposed flesh. "Are you ready to go, sweetheart?" Her eyes popped open. He was here! She watched him peruse the bar tab sitting on the table, remove a generous bill from his wallet, and toss it on the table. "Let's go." Suddenly, she became acutely aware of the hand still resting on her thigh. She leapt to her feet, effectively freeing herself from its grasp...but also sending her into a bit of a totter on her exceedingly high heels. Her companion stood as well...And she – as well as anyone else who glanced over – could see a rather pronounced bulge in his expensive pants. She grabbed his hand and followed him out of the lounge. "How did your presentation go?" she asked with as much innocence as she could feign. "It was okay," he replied as he steered her toward the elevator. "I just want to drop my briefcase off in the room, and then we'll go to dinner. I'd love to get out of these clothes too, but I think the restaurant requires a jacket." She scrutinized his "professional" outfit. He was hopeless. Ill-fitting jacket, solid color shirt and tie that were as dull as dishwater, baggy trousers, scuffed loafers. Oh, well...it evidently worked for him, and they probably would grant him entrance into the dining room. "Did you have fun while you were waiting for me?" he asked as he quickly pulled her into the elevator just as the doors were closing. The combination of the question and the pull caused her to wobble on her heels again, and she stumbled clumsily into the elevator. "Yes...I mean no...I mean..." she stammered and then fell silent. He held her hand and stared straight ahead as the elevator began its ascent. There were three other couples riding along with them...And she gradually became aware that all the men were studiously averting their eyes while all the women were glaring at her. Oh my God! She looked down and saw that her less-than-ladylike entrance had caused her dress to shift...and the aureola of her left nipple was slipping above the neckline. She blushed bright crimson and struggled to readjust her clothing as discreetly as she could under the circumstances. The elevator stopped at the 6th floor, and all three couples exited. The doors closed, and they were alone as they continued their journey up to the 15th. He turned to her, let go of her hand, and pressed her against the wall. He kissed her...hard...deep...and let his hands wander over her body. One hand came to rest on her right breast...squeezing gently. The other hand slid between her legs and began climbing upward along the insides of her thighs. "You shameless little slut!" he shouted at her. "You're soaking wet!" "No..no.." she protested. But she could not deny the evidence. "It started when I saw you," she lied. The doors of the elevator opened. He grabbed her by the hair and started dragging her down the hallway to the room. She stumbled along, trying desperately to maintain her balance on the damned heels while praying that no one was around to see what was happening. It seemed like an eternity before he reached the door, slid the key card, opened it, and pushed her through. "I should have known you wouldn't be able to control yourself, you skanky whore," he said as he continued shoving her forward. "Although I would've thought you'd take the group invitation...That's more your style than the boy toy." Fuck him! He was watching the whole time! The fucking sonofabitch! She pulled away from him and stood straight. "I can't believe you did that to me, you bastard." "That's nothing compared to what I'm going to do to you," he snapped back as he placed his briefcase next to the bed and sank into the large easy chair. "Fuck you," she shot back. "You wish," he replied calmly. "Now...take off the dress so I can see how hot you've gotten yourself." Another "fuck you" came to her mind...But it didn't make it out of her mouth. The look in his eyes sucked the will right out of her, and she found herself unable to do anything but obey. She reached behind and unzipped the dress, then stepped out of it as it fell to the floor. She felt his gaze on her as she stood there in just garter belt, hose, and heels...and she pressed her legs together so he wouldn't see the moisture that she could feel trickling down the insides of her thighs. "Lordy, that pussy is steaming," he sneered. "No..no..it's not," she lied again. "No? Well...I think you should check it out for yourself. Go ahead. Stick a finger in there." "Please...Don't make me do that...Please," she begged. It was so strange. She probably masturbated more than anyone she knew...and she certainly loved to watch him masturbate. But for some reason, masturbating in front of him still made her feel so self-conscious... "Do it." Reluctantly, she took a finger and slowly slipped it inside her pussy. Damn. It was practically gushing. "Deeper." Her finger met absolutely no resistance as it plunged all the way in. Without realizing what she was doing, she moved her legs apart so as it give herself even easier access. "Another finger." At this point, his instructions were becoming superfluous. The physical pleasure was quickly outrunning her psychological discomfort. She slid a second finger in and soon was sliding both in and out rapidly while pressing down on her clit with her thumb. "Hot, isn't it?" She barely heard his question, and certainly was not inclined to respond. She was finger-fucking herself furiously now, while her other hand unconsciously went to her breasts and began pinching and pulling the nipples. "You're probably gonna set off the smoke alarm, you horny bitch." Again, she ignored his comments. She was taking herself closer and closer to the edge...and her knees began to grow weak as the orgasm started to surge through her body. "Okay...That's enough...You're too hot." Sonofabitch! How could he do that to her? She silently cursed him for knowing exactly what he was doing and exactly when to do it...But she obeyed and let her hands fall to her sides. He walked into the bathroom, then returned quickly with a few towels, which he proceeded to spread on the bed. "Climb on," he ordered as he stood up and began removing his own clothing. She climbed onto the bed and laid back with her head on the pillows, watching as he finished stripping down. Maybe this will turn out all right, she giggled. Hmmm...That cock could use a nice sucking...and then it can fuck me...and then he can come all over me...that's what the towels are for.. "Turn around," he snapped as he approached the bed. "What? You mean like this?" she asked as she started to get on all fours. "You want to take me from behind?" "I don't want to take you at all," he replied calmly as he pushed her back down and turned her around so that she was on her back with her head at the foot of the bed. "Maybe your boy toy would like to fuck that hot pussy of yours, but I don't. It's much too hot for me." Her disappointment and her confusion were fighting for top spot in her mind. But they both were pushed aside by her trepidation as she saw him reach into his briefcase and take out his collection of velvet cords. Uh oh. What was going on in his mind? Whatever it was, she wasn't sure she was ready for it. "Let me go to the bathroom first...please," she begged quietly while thoughts of escape ran through her head. "Shut up and lay still," he ordered. The look in his eyes once again sapped her ability to do anything but obey. Within a couple of minutes, he had lashed her wrists together, pulled them over her head, and tied them to a cord fastened to the rail at the foot of the bed...and each ankle was tied to a cord fastened to the posts of the headboard, tightened enough so that her ass was slightly elevated and her legs were spread wide apart. She had some movement available...but it was minimal. He stood next to the bed and let his hands roam lightly over her body...sliding over her nipples...grazing her pussy. Then suddenly, he stepped back, threw on a robe, grabbed the key card, and left the room – closing the door behind him. Shit! Where the fuck was he going? How long was he going to leave her like this? She struggled to get out of her bindings, but it was no use. A few minutes passed, and then he returned. He was carrying an ice bucket as he approached the bed and sat down beside her. "I'm gonna have to cool you off a bit." She thought about attempting to free herself again, but that damned look... He took a cube from the bucket and applied it softly to her cheek. Then he slid it across her lips...down her neck...and onto her breasts. Her nipples were already stiff...but they hardened to the point of aching as he dabbed the ice onto each of them. He took out another cube so that he could apply ice to each nipple simultaneously. She squirmed and squealed as he rubbed harder and harder, causing the external chill on her tits to mingle with the internal tingling. After a while, he began moving one of the cubes slowly down her body...lingering a bit on her stomach...then across her hips...down her legs...then up along the insides of her thighs. The sensation was both thrilling and maddening. "Oh God...Please fuck me," she begged. "I told you...I can't fuck you...You're too hot," he said as he started sliding the cube slowly up and down the slit of her pussy. "Maybe this will help." He was pressing harder now so that the cube was sliding up and down just inside her pussy lips. It was melting, and she could feel the cold water trickling down to her ass. She was just getting used to the chill when he removed the other cube from her breasts and started using it to gently massage her clit. This was too much. Her squeals became deep groans, and she started squirming uncontrollably. "Shut up and lay still, you bitch," he snapped. "Damn...You're actually getting hotter." With that comment, he pushed the cube all the way into her pussy. If she had freedom of movement, she would have jumped 10 feet in the air as the cold ice penetrated into the warmest folds of her vagina. "Good thing I brought a whole bucket." He applied a fresh cube to her clit and held it there with one hand, while his other hand dipped repeatedly into the bucket and he placed cube after cube into her pussy. Three...Four...Five...Six. She didn't know what was making her more uncomfortable...the freezing cold or the increasing distention. "Stop...Please...Enough..." she begged. "Are you kidding? You're melting them almost as fast as I can get them in there." Another...and another...and another. He may have been exaggerating, but she was melting the cubes. More and more cold water trickled down to her ass, causing the hole to pucker. And it felt like the pile of cubes being stuffed into her were starting to press up against that hole from the other side. "Ohhhh..Goddd...Pleeeease stop!" she screamed. He didn't. Furthermore, he started rubbing the cube on her clit faster and harder as he forced another cube inside. And another...and another. She felt like she was being fucked by a polar bear. Or giving birth to an igloo. She didn't know which. All she knew was that her body was writhing as much as the binds would allow...and that hotel security would surely hear her piercing cries. Suddenly, he stopped. "What's the matter? Did I cool you off too much?" She thought about cursing him...or pleading for release...but she couldn't form any words as her breath came in hard, raspy gasps. He took another cube...but instead of stuffing it inside her, he slid it along the crack of her ass and then pressed it against the hole. Because cold water had been trickling down there for quite a while, her reaction was minimal. "Hmmm...I guess I did overdo it," he muttered. "Looks like I'm going to have to heat you back up a little." Her sense of relief was cut short as she saw him reach into his briefcase again. He removed a small, slender package and started peeling off the paper. A faint aroma of ginger wafted into her nostrils. "What..what..what the hell is that?" she managed to gurgle. "Just a little something to warm you up," he replied calmly as he finished unwrapping the item. "What? Oh God...No...Please no..." she begged. But he paid her no heed. Slowly and gently he inserted the ginger suppository into her ass. Then he sat back and looked into her eyes as it gradually took effect. At first, the warm tingle actually felt good...counterbalancing the all the freezing cold still stuffed into her pussy. But then... "Uh..uh..oh..OH...OHHHHH!!!" she screamed as the suppository fully melted. It felt like liquid fire was being poured into every inch of her bowels. "OHHH..ARGGGHHH...UNNNHHHH!!!!!" She was screaming now. Her brutally engorged pussy was freezing and her ass was on fire. She writhed and struggled and spasmed and screamed even louder. But nothing could stop the competing sensations from growing and growing...and crashing together deep within her body. Her eyes were wide and pleading with him to put an end to it all. But he just sat there...looking back into her eyes...and smiling. His robe was open...and he was stroking the most massive hard-on she had ever seen him have. Suddenly, she became acutely aware of a feeling she had never known before. Her entire body seemed to be bubbling and churning all the way down to its deepest core. And then all the harsh motion started spreading until every individual cell seemed poised to explode. She tried brace herself...but she didn't know if she was about to experience the most powerful orgasm of her life...or something else entirely. Whatever it was, she couldn't stop it. And just as it arrived, he stood up, grabbed her by the hair, and shoved his cock in front of her face, and then shot huge gobs of cum all over it in hard, ragged spurts. As it happened, during the eternity it was happening, and for the several minutes it took to subside, she still didn't know what it was. All she knew was that her body had been transformed into a pile of raw, brutally tortured, and yet exquisitely pleasured nerve endings. Cooling Off Finally, she recovered enough to also notice that she had lost control of her bodily functions. With intense embarrassment, she looked up at him. "Oh, God...I'm sorry...I don't know...I...I'm sorry...Oh God...Please let me go." He was still dabbing his cock on her cheeks, squeezing out the last little drops of cum. "You filthy bitch," he snorted. "Look at the goddamn mess you made. Even your boy toy wouldn't want to fuck you now." She began whimpering and sobbing. "I'm sorry...I'm so sorry..." He walked around the bed and untied all the cords. "Get into the shower and clean yourself up, you disgusting whore." That was an order he didn't have to give twice. As soon as the last knot was undone, she leapt to her feet and ran into the bathroom. She stepped into the shower and turned on the water. Small pieces of ice fell from her pussy as she let the warm spray pound away at it. It felt good, but she couldn't bear the burning that lingered in her ass. She turned the water on cool, slumped to the floor, and stuck her butt up so the water could comfort and cleanse her. Suddenly, the stall door opened and he stepped in. "What the fuck is this?" he snapped as he turned the faucet back to warm. She turned so that she was kneeling in front of him. "I'm sorry..." "I bet you are," he sneered. "I bet you wish you had gone off with your boy toy instead of waiting for me. But too bad. You're mine." With that comment, he took his cock in his hand, pointed it downward, and then urinated all over her tits. When he was finished, he soaped his body, rinsed himself, and then left. She knelt on the floor of the shower for a long time, feeling the water cascading over her head and shoulders, and watching it wash the last of his piss off her body and down the drain. Finally, she stood up...soaping, scrubbing, and rinsing herself thoroughly before stepping out. She took her time toweling herself dry. She had no idea what was waiting for her on the other side of the bathroom door. But whatever it was, she knew she could not avoid it forever. She took the soft terry robe off the hook and slipped it on. She stepped to the door and put her hand on the knob. But then she hesitated and stepped back. She slipped off the robe, pulled her shoulders back proudly, then walked back into the room completely naked. He was naked too...standing by the bed. The towels were gone, and the spread had been turned down to reveal pristine sheets. He was fiddling with the knobs of the clock radio. He found what he was looking for, and soon the mournful tones of Garth Brooks were filling the room. "I'm shameless...when it comes to loving you...I'll do anything you want me to...I'll do anything at all..." Great song...and oh so appropriate... "Come here," he said softly, beckoning her towards him. She obeyed. Their bodies met. They joined two of their hands, while she put her other arm around his neck and he wrapped his other arm around her waist. He pulled her close and she put her head on his shoulder. Soon they were gently swaying to the beautiful music in a slow, sensual dance. After what had happened previously, she was reluctant to even think of the word. But she was melting into him, listening to his steady heartbeat and feeling his warm breath on her hair. She held him as tightly as he was holding her as their bodies moved as one and she wallowed in the incredible deliciousness of it all. The song ended, and she was startled out of her revelry by the harsh, twangy voice of the Country & Western disk jockey. It was then that she noticed the firmness pressing into her abdomen. She looked up to see him smiling down at her. She didn't speak, but she used her eyes to ask the question. He understood perfectly, as signified by his smile being transformed into a lusty grin. "But I thought you were hungry..." he said. "I am," she replied. "I'm very hungry." Cooling off Two days ago I went to Cedar Point with 3 friends of mine, Alisha, Jenny and Halle. The three of them were deathly afraid of rides, which kind of made it pointless for them to be there, but that’s beside the point. Well it was well into the day and about 3 o’clock, the hottest part of the day so I went to get on one of the water rides. It wasn’t the kind that would soak me, just one that would mist me enough to cool down. I got into line, and was kind of listening in on the group of teenage guys just slightly younger than I, probably 17 or 18, talking quietly among themselves about me. I won’t go into detail, but the one boy was talking about my broad but yet small 34 B’s, while the other kept talking about how long and smooth my legs were. And I could see why they were so amazed: I had chosen a small white bikini top to where, along with some small, skin-tight orange athletic shorts that really accentuated my butt. Then all of a sudden, I heard a deep, masculine voice behind me saying “These young kids these days don’t have ANY respect for a beautiful woman.” I turned to see a tall, tan, just-muscular-enough man, probably 25, staring deeply into my eyes. I told him I didn’t mind the attention, plus it kind of turned me on in the fact that people became so aroused looking at my dark toned body. We talked and talked for the 45 minute wait to get onto the log-shaped boats, both extremely anxious to get cooled down. As we stepped onto the platform we heard an automated recording saying “You will be 100 feet in the air and going 45 miles per hour on this 6 minute ride.” I couldn’t wait, even though I knew that the drop would only be short, I would be cooled down at the end. The rest of the time would be just a climb up to the top, and I had the notion to ask Brian if he would like to join me on my boat since we were both all alone for the ride. I was scared to be alone with a complete stranger, but he was so incredibly handsome and he had a slight bulge in his pants now, making me wonder what from. I asked him, and it turned out my bikini wasn’t as thick as I had thought, and with the intense heat I had sweated right through it. He could see my puffy dark nipples. As he told me this, I could feel my legs begin to tremble, it made me so hot to know that he would point out something like that. I then asked him to join me in the boat, and at this point I had made up my mind as to what I wanted from him. He sat down first, and when I plopped down in front of him, I purposefully placed my hand on his cock, pretending to adjust myself to get comfy in my seat. The boat had a big bench, being meant for 5 people to share, Brian and I had plenty of room to spread out, but I made sure my ass was making contact with his thighs. I didn’t move my hand but began instead to put slight pressure on his pants, and I felt him respond with a pulsating growing shaft in his loose athletic shorts. As we pushed off of the landing and began to climb slowly, I got much more brave to trust this complete stranger. I plunged my hand under his shorts, feeling his cock fully erect now. It was a modest 7 and ½ inches, and just side enough so that I couldn’t get my hand around it. I began to pull and tug on it, and to my surprise he started to moan. He put one of his hands up to my right breast, cupping it slowly and then sliding it up under my top to feel my super sensitive nipples getting erect. I melted, I have a tendancy to do anything when I get my nipples rubbed, so I got much braver yet, and I pulled down his shorts to about his knees. I sat on his lap, teasing his cock as I pushed back on it, my hand still tugging and pulling. He must have known what was coming, so while his right hand was working wonders on my tit, his left slid my shorts and bikini down and gently fondled my clit, and I started shaking. I was almost cumming already, but I was so excited I couldn’t help myself. I partially stood up, just enough to settle myself in the right position, and fell down on his throbbing cock. He moaned, and I felt like I had a baseball bat shoved up inside of my soft shaved pussy. We rode up the climb in the boat, me slowly rolling my hips back and forth on his full sized dick, Brian fondling my breast and flicking and circling my clit while his cock slid in and out. We finally got to the top of the climb, I saw the whole park, and completely lost my control and let go of my orgasm. It had been screaming to get out since he entered me, and it felt amazing, seeing the world from that high and getting fucked royally. We began to drop, and he pinched my nipple. As he did this, we fell, and I tightened my muscles around his shaft, and this did him in as he unloaded into me. Spasm after hot wet spasm as we fell down the drop. It was like we were weightless as we fucked, and it was the best feeling in the world. He finished just as we hit the splash, and as the water rushed over us, he bottomed out, and I felt his head jab my back wall, causing me to jump right off of his swollen dick. I quickly pulled up my shorts as he did his, and then leaned back and kissed him, my tongue probing his big mouth, stroking his huge tongue. We got off the ride and walked over to the picture booth, me kind of limping a little bit, him sweating like a pig. And then we saw it: Our picture consisted of his hand up my top, me with my head back moaning, and my shorts around my knees. I went over and bought 2, one for each of us to remember this interesting fuck. As I walked away with my friends, I swear I saw him trailing us, looking for more action, I’m guessing, which, believe me, he got on the next ride… Cooling Off It was seventh of April, a sultry summer day and Anju Shenoy could not have forgotten this day for ever. Precisely seven years had passed since the dreadful afternoon when she had heard the tragic news of the accident which had shattered her life to pieces. It was on that fateful day that her husband Rajesh Shenoy while returning home from office had met with an accident which had resulted in his right arm and leg being totally paralyzed. Since then, to date she had toiled hard to see that her husband and child were not affected in any respect and today after a lapse of seven long tormenting years she was feeling tired, fatigued, and lonely. Today she was so tired that after finishing her lunch she just stretched herself on the sofa and reclining on it as she started recollecting the horrifying past, her eyelids grew heavier and before she could lie properly on the sofa she fell asleep. In her sleep as Anju moved down on the sofa, the sari covering her chest slipped down, exposing a part of her robust chest and down below, her midriff too was bare. While one of her leg was dangling down and the other one folded, her inner thighs were clearly exposed to any one's gaze who was nearby. She was stretched out on the sofa totally lifeless and unmindful when her husband Rajesh pushed his wheel chair in and on entering the drawing room saw her lying there totally exposed, which made him draw his wheel chair closer to her. On getting closer, Rajesh looked at her robust body and when his gaze fell upon her exposed midriff, the most electrifying part of her body, he suddenly had the urge to lift his hand and touch her. To add up to this, as Anju was dressed is a black cotton sari with a black blouse, the contrast of her fair skin upon her dark clothes was a sight to behold and her exposed midriff, which was rising steadily up and down due to her breathing was so stimulating that Rajesh almost extended his left arm to feel her up. Though physically he wanted to touch her, mentally he toughened his stand not to and as he turned, he had a momentary glance of her exposed thighs which again was captivating. This time he weakened a little and positioning himself near her thighs, when he was about to dip his face down to see what lay between them, he suddenly sensed that he was being observed from behind, which made him draw back swiftly and when he turned to have a look, he could see nothing except the curtains of the room fluttering. Rajesh was certain that his actions were observed but as he was not quick enough to turn, he could not see the person. It was not one but two persons who had simultaneously watched Rajesh's actions. The first one was the 51 year old cook cum helper Satish and the second one was Rajesh's 18 year old son Ajay. Satish was in a habit of always spying on Anju and whenever she lay on the sofa to rest, he was there to see her stretched on it, out off exhaustion. But as far as Ajay was concerned it was the first time he had seen his mother lying down on the sofa exposing her body and what made him anxious was the way his father Rajesh was trying to look under her dress. Though he was not able to see much of his mother's exposed body from the balcony where he was standing, he got excited from watching his father trying to feel her exposed body and look under her dress and the moment he saw his father turn around, Ajay stepped back and slipped inside his room unobserved. He was lucky that his father had not lifted his face up. Satish too felt he was fortunate to have not been caught red handed and he resolved to be more careful in future. He had been watching her behavior since he took up the job six months ago and he wanted to study what made her feel so tried. He wanted to confirm whether it was from the daily workload she undertook or whether she suffered it due to her husband's ill health. As he possessed a cure for her exhaustion, he wanted to make sure the cause of it and after having watched her for so many days, he finally came to the conclusion that her weariness was not because of the workload but it was for not having been sexually satisfied. And as such her body ached for it which made her physically tired. He knew it was difficult for him to approach her directly on that subject as the treatment he had for her was Ayurvedic (medicine made out of mostly roots and other parts of weeds and plants) and the person taking the medicine had to have lot of control over its influence on their body. Finally he decided it was the right time to put it across to her, as he could not see her tormenting herself anymore. Safely tucked in his room, Ajay was visualizing the incident which took place that afternoon and as the figure of his mother came in front of his eyes, his body started getting warm and he could feel his pecker getting stiff little by little, and as he got a clear picture of his mother stretched out on the sofa in his line of vision, his pecker started to get hard. This heavenly sensation was something new he was feeling up inside him and he was happy that his mother was the cause for it. Suddenly when he realized that on seeing his mother lying down on the sofa had such an effect on him, he wondered what effect it would have when he was really close by. Thinking of it he set himself straight and came hurriedly down the stairs. Ajay was a few seconds late in coming down the stairs as his mother Anju had just got up from the sofa and was steadying herself. Though he was unlucky in catching her lying on the sofa, he felt the same sensations of his pecker getting stiff when he looked upon her closely. He took some time in looking her up and relaying the images up to his brain to be imbedded there. He got immense pleasure in watching her strong robust body from the front and when his gaze got too direct, he moved behind her and totally transfixed his eyes on her behind. Now at leisure he could see her strong shoulders, her complete back, her curved waist, the upheavals of her buttocks and the long legs. When his mother moved away and started climbing the stairs, watching her buttocks sway underneath her sari, Ajay got an erection and he followed her up the stairs to her room, all the time captivating the sensual movements of her whole body and when she entered a room and bolted the door, he realized what he was doing was wrong and he came down hurriedly before she could catch him. CHAPTER II The next morning as Anju walked into the kitchen, Satish noticed again that there was some weariness in her and before she could start giving him instructions, he said 'Maam' you looked very tired and if you don't mind, I think I have some medicine for it. Hearing his words, Anju smiled at him and replied 'Its okay Satish, I could not sleep well yesterday and now I am feeling much better. 'But Maam, it will cure everything', Satish replied. 'Thank you Satish, I will take it when I feel tired again'. She replied softly and set herself on her daily chores. At this stage, Satish did not consider forcing her; hence he dropped the subject and continued in helping her out with the breakfast. Later on as Anju was setting up the table for breakfast, she saw her son Ajay come down the stairs dressed up in school uniform which surprised her. She was surprised to see him already dressed up and she had no idea what made him do it. Ajay had hurried up as he felt it would give him more time to be with his mother and he wanted to be near her as much of the time as possible. When he came down, though he felt it was wrong to look at his mother's body, his eyes took to the dress she was wearing. He could not take away his eyes from the long flowing night dress she was wearing. Though it was of a heavy material, he could still make out the figure of her bosom and the curves of her thighs from the corner of his eye and when she turned he kept looking at the impression created by her buttocks on the material and when she started moving and passed under the light it gave a clear image of their size and shape. This mental picture brought a sudden change in Ajay's body and to come out of it, he shook his head to clear the vision. After some time when his mother returned with the dishes and was under the light, Ajay eyes instantly looked up and this time he could see the shape of her breasts wrapped in a bra. He knew it was wrong to look at his mother but every time she passed under the lights by instinct his eyes followed her and on her third visit, when she came under the lights, Ajay was looking down at her front and for a split second, as he saw that she was not wearing anything under the gown, his body suddenly convulsed and before he could look the other way his mother felt his gaze. This was the second time Anju had seen him staring down at her. The first time it was just a refection of him in a mirror when he had followed her up the stairs and now being right in front of him she had seen his eyes glued over her body. She let it pass through as she felt that every teenager had this curiosity inside them and it was nothing more than it. Ajay at that time did not know that his mother had noticed him, but as he felt what he was doing was wrong; he stopped looking up her body and finishing his breakfast left for school. At school Ajay was inattentive as every moment the vision of his mother was foremost in his thoughts. He had a tough time controlling his mind and making the vision fade away. He was relieved when he heard the final bell and on rushing home he went directly to his room to lock himself up. It was quite sometime before he came down and he was happy to have the living room all by himself. Meanwhile, Anju after finishing her lunch, started to get tired again and as she needed some rest to come out of it, she stretched herself on the sofa. Relaxing on the sofa, the prime thought on her mind was Ajay. She kept wondering about him. She knew he was growing up and she had to handle him in a different way. He was passing through his teenage, which was very difficult to cope with and it was here that one needed proper guidance. She made up her mind to be as accommodating to him as possible and to treat him as an adult. She realized that the present moment, she had to be more of a friend to him, than a mother. It was here she regretted her husband's helplessness. Thinking about it as she tried to get up, she found it hard to lift her head and she felt as if her body was too heavy and it was pulling her down on the sofa. It was then she thought of Satish and what he had said in the morning. By the close of evening, on having finished cooking a rich meal for her son, she looked up to see Satish relaxing out in her back yard. She moved over to join him in the open and as he looked up, Anju was in two minds whether to tell him about her problem or not and she stammered at the start. Satish instantly knew the purpose behind her visit. When Anju could muster enough strength, she asked him about the medicine he had talked about in the morning. 'Oh that Maam, Is a bit difficult to control, Satish replied. 'Why? What's so difficult about it, enquired Anju? 'It's nothing much, but one has to control the sudden urge he/she gets on taking the medicine, otherwise it is of no use', replied Satish. 'Do you think I won't be able to do so, asked Anju? 'No Maam, you can', at first you will find it difficult but gradually it would be easy. You may have to have the medicine for about 10 days, replied Satish. 'I will do anything to get back to a healthy state', replied Anju. 'Okay Maam, from tomorrow you will start taking the medicine', replied Satish. Anju was glad that she had spoken to Satish. Though he had not made it clear as to what she had to control, she had totally agreed upon it. She wanted to be as fit as a fiddle to help out her son. Having these thoughts in her mind when she reached the living room, she was amazed to see Ajay stretched out on the chair as an adult person does. He was so keen in watching the news on the TV that he did not see his mother. The sight of him behaving like a grown up person made Anju stand rooted to the spot, feasting her eyes upon him. It hurt her a little when she realized that he had grown up and he was no longer a boy whom she used to fondle in her arms, but still she was happy to see him as an adult. She abruptly left the room and returned back with a tray filled with her cooking and when she placed it in front of him, Ajay was astonished to see the change in his mother's behaviour. It really surprised him when she squatted on the carpet presenting him a plate with a smiling face. Ajay could not believe this and as he took the plate from her hand he said 'thank you mom'. When Ajay finished up, Anju very lovingly took the tray back to the kitchen. This was a new found love between the son and the mother and both were very pleased about it. This was a new type of bond between each other and no one knew at that precise moment where it was leading to, but both were in an immensely happy mood. That night Ajay was on cloud nine. He felt elevated. He felt as though he owned the whole house and he was the head of it. While he shifted his things to an adjoining bedroom and as his mother did not object to it, he felt proud of himself. In the new surroundings when he went to sleep on the king size bed, the last thing which came to his mind was the scene of his father trying to feel his mother's body. This made his body warmer and he had a sound sleep. Anju too was recollecting the day's proceedings lying on her bed. She found it very enjoyable to treat her son as a grown up. She wanted to do all that was possible to keep him happy. She found that she was getting closer to him. She was amazed when he shifted his things from the study to the adjoining bedroom. The last thing she remembered before her eyes went drowsy was from tomorrow she had to take the medicine to cure her weariness. CHAPTER III Anju was a little late in awakening the next morning. On getting up she was surprised to find herself in a healthy frame of mind. After completing her morning chores as she walked down to the kitchen, she saw Satish grinding some roots out in the back yard. As she finished cooking she saw Satish come into the kitchen. He had a glass full of water in his hand and he added a little quantity of the paste which he was grinding and after stirring it a bit, he presenting it to Anju said 'Maam I have added a very little quantity of the medicine into this, please have it and try to control yourself to the last second'. Saying this Satish left the kitchen. Anju was puzzled a little as she did not know what she had to control. The only thing Satish had said was the longer you control yourself the more affect the drug will have on her. Still wondering about the outcome she gulped down the glass of water and stood still waiting for the result. For a few moments she did not feel anything but gradually she found her bladder being filled up. Her stomach started swelling a little and by the time she could realize what was happening, she suddenly felt her bladder trying to burst open and holding her stomach tightly she ran into the nearest bathroom to relieve herself. She had reached it in the nick of the time otherwise it would have been a different situation. So when it hit her what she had to control she found it embarrassing to come in front of Satish, but as she stood there she also felt her body go light. Was it due to the fact of emptying her bladder or was it due to the affect of the medicine, she started to wonder. Anju felt a lot better coming out of the bathroom and after having fetched a glass of tea she took it up the stairs to her son's room. Though she thought she could enter his room without knocking, she felt it appropriate to knock first. When Ajay opened the door he was glad to see his mother standing at the door with a cup of tea in her hand and when she gave it to him, he kissed her hand while accepting the cup. This small token of love made Anju proud of her son and as she turned to leave, Ajay could not stop gaping down at her lush bottom. After getting ready for school as Ajay was sitting on the table, he never let a moment pass without looking down at his mother. Today, as he was sitting in a different angle, he could see his mother under the light for a few more seconds while she passed under it. He looked from the corner of his eye when she was in front of him and when she turned around he gazed directly upon her bottom. On looking down at her, Ajay felt the same warmness creeping inside his body and whenever she passed under the light, seeing her figure prominently his pecker started to go stiff. Anju felt his stare and mentally made a note to test him when he came home in the evening. After Ajay left for school and when she had taken care of her husband, as Anju entered the kitchen, she came face to face with Satish. It was an embarrassing moment for her and when her mind grasped that Satish was quite old and what he had given her was just a medicine, she was at ease again The drug which Satish had given her was 'Ganja' (marijuana) which had an intoxicating affect on whoever consumed it and also he had added something to make her bladder fill up. As Anju finished up her daily chores, she again felt tired and by the time she climbed up to her room, she felt herself drained out. The moment her head hit the pillow she fell fast asleep. Soon she had to wake up as she felt she had to rush to empty her bladder and when she emptied it, she felt a lot of relief. Surprisingly she felt lighter when she came out of the bathroom and she made up her mind to control her urge a little longer the next time as it was what Satish had very clearly mentioned to her, 'control as long as possible'. When Anju realized it was time for Ajay to return home, she started searching for some garment to wear to test him. When she could not find anything appealing, she loosened the top two buttons of her night gown which revealed the top of the breasts when looked down from a close range, otherwise she still looked respectful from a distance. She did not have to wait long to test him. When she came down Ajay had already entered the house and was undoing his shoes and when he looked up she gave him a big smile. Ajay for the whole day was waiting for this moment and he was pleased to see her smiling at him. In a flash he ran up, changed, came back and took the seat which usually his father used to occupy. Anju, when she saw him occupy his father's seat felt as though he was her husband and not her son, coz the way he sat and the way he acted was a replica of her husband's actions and from the angle she was looking at him, he looked more like Rajesh. His looks resembled her husband so much that Anju was stunned and coming out of the daze, she hurriedly went out of the room and after she could get hold of some snacks, she walked into the living room. Ajay had watched her actions and he was enjoying the admiration he got from his mother and when she entered the room with snacks, by instinct his eyes wandered over her body. Anju saw him looking at her but she did not find any fault in his stare. When she sat down by his side on the lush carpet, she suddenly sensed some warmness creeping in her body and when she saw him looking down at her open gown she shivered with excitement. Ajay saw her tremble but could not reason it out. As he saw the upper buttons of her gown open, it sent wrong signals to him. He thought that his mother was deliberately showing off and this made his small pecker to grow. Getting bolder he kept staring at the open flaps of her gown hoping for some kind of miracle to happen to expose her body. It did not happen but Anju was baffled as it not only confirmed her suspicions but she too loved every moment of it. She hurriedly left the room Cooling Off Once she had tucked herself safely on her bed she tried to envisage what was happening to her. The first thing she realized was that she was getting excited, her body was getting warmer and it had a pleasant effect on her. As she placed her hand on her body to feel the warmness, by instinct she had to drag it over her breasts and when she moved it over them, she was shocked to find her nipples erect with excitement. She knew she was sexually aroused and as she caught her breast in her hand, the whole of her body convulsed and she started moaning slowly, letting the heat take over her body. As the fondling of her breasts intensified she trembled and shuddered. Though she did not come she was enjoying every moment of this and when at last everything subsided, she had to run again to relieve herself. The thought of her son being the cause of her getting sexually excited struck her and she suddenly shook it out of her mind as she felt it was terribly wrong to even think like that. Anju had a difficult time facing Ajay whenever she came in front of him. As she went around fixing the table for supper and taking care of her husband, she saw him looking up at her whenever she passed. She thanked herself the moment she was free from all her work and moved down to her room. Ajay, as he sat alone in the living room wondered whether it was right or wrong what he was doing. After seeing his mother a little tensed he was a bit nervous. He recaptured what he had done. First he had tried to look inside her open gown, thinking it was she who was encouraging him. Secondly as he was stubborn his stares where well directed which had made her tense. When he realized that she had not talked to him the whole of the evening he suddenly wondered whether his staring down at her had gone too fast and too far. This upset him a little and he thought to be more careful approaching her in future. CHAPTER IV As Anju got up the next morning and went down, she saw Satish holding a glass in his hands. As she saw it she wanted to have the medicine but as she realized the circumstances which led after taking it, she thought it better to consume it after completing her work and when she would be alone with Ajay at school. As she was feeling light she felt the medicine was having its affect and today she wanted to control herself as much as possible to enhance its powers. The morning session passed off with Ajay behaving more like a son and when he left for school, Anju relaxed a bit and whilst it was time for her to take the medicine she strolled down to find Satish stirring the medicine. As she stood in front of him, Satish gave her the glass and when she looked into his eyes, Satish's eyes were encouraging her to control herself. She got the message clear and when she turned around to leave the room, she spoke to herself.' It's very difficult'. 'I will help you Maam' was the surprised, unexpected answer from the back. This made Anju look back at him. When she saw his innocent face she bowed her head in confirmation. As she moved nearer to the bathroom, she could feel Satish following her and when she stopped to lift the glass to her mouth, she sensed him standing close by. As she turned and looked, he nodded his head. As Anju took the glass to her mouth, she felt his hands grip her shoulders. This grip excited her a little and she gulped down the medicine at one go. At first nothing happened and when the liquid started accumulated in her bladder started churning her insides, she again felt the urgent desire to relieve. She was struggling hard to hold herself still. She interlocked her thighs stopping the gush, but it was intolerable. The moment she felt it was going to gush out of her and before Satish could hold her tighter, she rushed down to the bathroom and entered in. Satish had followed her up to the door of the bathroom and was relieved to see that in her urgency she had not bothered to bolt the door. Though he could not see anything by peeping in from the small gap between the doors, he was content that his theory was working out. Anju after relieving herself realized that in her moment of urgency she had forgotten to bolt the door. This instead of making her feel disgraceful excited her. Her excitement grew when she recollected Satish's hand gripping her shoulders. She sat motionless for sometime visualizing everything as if it were a dream and when she came out and saw Satish; he looked a different person to her. He looked like a healthy, well built, energetic male. The affect of the drugs continued to torment Anju and she fought back to control her desires. At times, in the kitchen she passed a few fleeting glances at Satish and every time she looked at him, he looked more appealing and more lively. These fleeting glances, though they disturbed her a little, they also aroused her physically. These feelings persisted in her mind and as Ajay came home, her thoughts drifted over to him. Now Ajay was foremost in her mind and to her surprise it aroused her to a greater extent. As she waited for him to come down she unbuttoned the top two buttons of her night dress without any hesitation. When she looked down at her open dress, she felt a rush of blood sweep her body. She had not to wait long as Ajay entered the room limping a little. The moment he came saw her, his eyes were drawn towards the opening of her night dress. He stood his ground staring down at her openly. This boldness of his sent shivers down her body and she trembled with excitement. Ajay seeing her tremble took a hasty step and fell. In his excitement he had forgotten he had hurt his ankle during the play at school. Anju reacted quickly and coming to his aid, she held him and guided him on to the sofa. When he had settled comfortably, she quipped 'What happened'? In response to her query, Ajay pulled up his pants a little and exposed the ankle on which he had hurt himself in the playground. Anju went inside and was back in a moment with water, ointment and bandage and as she sat down on the rug to fix his wound, Ajay who was sitting up, had a prominent look at her bosom. He started to get aroused when he saw the swelling of her breasts between the flaps of her dress; he kept staring down at it, while she looked after his bruise. Anju was so much engrossed in cleaning up his wound, that she totally forgot her stance was revealing more than she had expected to show. When she saw him looking deep inside her gown, she smiled up at him, encouraging him a little. Ajay was thrilled to see his mother encouraging him with a big smile. Taking advantage he returned the smile candidly. Anju was getting more excited and to keep up the trend she leisurely finished her work. She obtained immense pleasure in holding his feet and his ankle. At last when she finished tying up the bandage, she bowed down and planted a kiss on his ankle, giving him more leverage to look inside her gown and when she saw his eyes were transfixed on her bosom, she lifted her hand to cover eyes and hid the view from his gaze. Before Ajay could react, she said 'naughty' and left the room. Ajay sat perplexed in the chair after his mother left. He could neither believe his eyes nor his ears. First, to see the top of her gown open had excited him. Secondly when he stared down the opening and looked at her bra while she was dressing his wound, he felt thrilled and finally when she bowed down to kiss his ankle, as he saw the top of her breasts in the black bra, he got aroused. To add up to this when she brought her hand up to his eyes to hide the view, his prick started to vibrate and when she so daringly said 'naughty', his body shuddered and he felt a pleasure unbelievable. Ajay went to his room and after taking a bath did not come down. He was lying on his bed when he heard the knock at the door. He found it hard to get up and face his mother. When he could muster enough strength to open the door he was relieved to find Satish carrying some snacks instead of his mother. Meanwhile Anju had gone to her room and was recollecting the scenes. She could not believe what she had done. It was fine till allowing him to look inside her gown, but taking her hand and placing it in front of his eyes was like authenticating her intentions. To add up to this, she had called him 'naughty'. What did it mean? It only meant confirmation from her part. This was too much and it had gone beyond her control and she did not know how to face him. The whole evening both Anju and Ajay did not come out of their rooms and when it was time for supper, Anju walked down, determined to face him. After laying the table as she did not see Ajay, she went up his room, knocked and entered to see him fast asleep. She slowly shook him up and when he woke, she asked him to wash his hands come down for supper. It had worked. Being casual had worked and she felt relieved. Later, as she sat up in bed and recapped what had happened, she knew she was at fault. She was the one to have stared this and now as it gone far, she did not know what steps to take. Though she could not find any answers to her questions, she made up her mind to tackle him in another way. She thought she would take him out for a treat and make him forget what had happened. As soon as she settled on the bed, her thoughts drifted to Satish. When his face was pictured in her mind, her body grew warm. Anju crisscrossed her legs and hugged a pillow between her thighs. Thinking about the morning, she drifted to sleep. CHAPTER V The next morning was a pleasant one for Anju. Ajay was his usual and the day being Saturday, he left for school early. Once Ajay was out of the house, she completed all her morning chores and looked forward to meet Satish. Finally when the time approached, Anju went to her room and stood looking at her reflection in the mirror. What she saw was the figure of a robust woman who would pass for a 30 year old rather than of 39. She looked at her bosom and was content to note that she still had the same physical appearance which she had some ten years ago. She had put up some weight over her thighs, but they were not that bad to look. When she finished looking at herself, her thoughts drifted to Satish. She thought it would be better off to be without her panties as it would be easier for her in the time to come. She lifted her nightgown and taking her hands inside them, she pulled the panties out from her body. As she turned to go down to meet him, she felt naked without them. She was getting aroused and this made her a little naughty. Satish was pleased to see her. She looked radiant and the smile which she wore was a mischievous one. Satish could not stop himself from speaking out. He said 'You look beautiful Maam' as a passing comment. Anju beamed on hearing those words and in reply, said 'is it true'? 'Very true Maam, you look charming and I think it is due to this treatment', he replied. 'But it is very difficult to control . . . . . . She did not complete the sentence. 'I know Maam', but gradually it will ease down and I will be there to help you, replied Satish. 'Will you be there to help me', she questioned and looked again at him mischievously? 'Yes',' yes', he said. And coming closer to her and handing her the glass he replied 'I will be always there for you, call me when you need me', he whispered. On hearing those words Anju got aroused. She lifted the glass to her mouth playfully and before she could drink it, Satish caught her by her shoulders. Anju smiled at his eagerness and when he shied away, she moved closer to him. She allowed him to put his hands over her shoulders and when his hold was strong enough, she emptied the glass in one go. Even before the drink could have its impact on her, Anju feeling horny, let her body drift backwards and touch his and when the liquid started to fill her bladder, she started squirming and shaking over him. Satish was delighted to see her wriggling her body and taking due advantage of the situation, he held her more tightly, having a full body contact with hers. Anju loved being glued to his body, but as her bladder was getting full, she wriggled a little. Satish held her still. When she felt the force sweeping her body, she really thrashed her body. Satish was enjoying her wriggling and writhing. The more she wriggled the more of her body contact his. He was enjoying every second of it. When Anju felt it was impossible to withstand any longer, she pushed back at him with such a tremendous force, which not only imbalanced Satish, but it also tore the part of the gown he had held in his hands. And just as she reached the bathroom, her gown which was torn at the back started to slide down her body. Anju had managed to enter the bathroom and close the door, before her gown slid down to the floor. She without bothering to look back, moved forward to first relieve her-self. Once she was free from it, she sat on the seat of the commode, enjoying the warm sensations building inside her. She felt ecstatic to be nude under the strange circumstances and when she looked down at her soaked nightgown, it too added to her pleasure. Holding the wet garment in her hand and caressing it over her body she pulled it over her. The feel of the cold soft cloth on her hot body sent shivers down her spine. After fixing up the torn material with a pin, when she came out of the room, Satish was waiting at the door. This heightened her pleasure ten folds. Satish seeing her drenched dress quickly picked a towel and handed it over to her. When she hesitated to take, he at once draped it over her body and yet when she did not move, he started to rub her body with it. Anju was mesmerized for a few moments by his massages. Her body was burning with hot desires and she allowed Satish to have full liberty. When Satish moved his bare hand to the top of her dress, trying to remove the pin, holding her gown, she suddenly came out of the trance and shook his hand. When objected, Satish pulled her closer to his body. Anju on seeing her body so closely entangled with his was so shy that, she had to hide her face on his chest. Satish gaining more ground embraced Anju's body to his hot body and she started to tremble. Having her so close, Satish moved his hand behind her back and encircling her waist he pulled her body tightly to his. As soon as Anju felt her breasts being crushed on his chest she cried out in ecstasy. She came so strongly that she could not stand still. Satish realizing her situation held her firmly for some minutes and by caressing her back, he soothed her to repose. This act of Satish impressed her a lot and as she regained her composure, Anju was totally awed by his deed. Finally when she disengaged from him, she brushed her lips on his hand thanking him for it. Satish kept staring at her when she came out of his arms and as a passing compliment when she pressed her lips on his hand, he felt very excited. He was satisfied with the days out come. Even though he wanted to grab her with both hands and pull her to him, he let go of her, as he felt he could have her anytime he wanted. In Anju's mind Satish's stature had suddenly grown. From a helper he had grown to be a champion. He had earned her respect in one simple gesture and she was grateful to him for that act. She was proud of him and she did not fear or shy away facing him. In the afternoon, when they came across each other both of them acted casual and as it was time for Ajay to come home, Anju started preparing lunch. Ajay came and left home in a hurry to attend his friend's birthday party. Consequently Anju had all the time in the world to recap the pleasant happenings of the morning, in her own abode. By the time Ajay returned home it was quite late and when he came in, his approach to her had changed. He looked at her with hunger in his eyes and his stare was well directed upon her lush body. Anju felt certain that the boys in the party had discussed women and their anatomy and this was the result of the discussions. While it was mostly true the other thing affecting him was the little liquor Ajay had consumed. Anju could not detect the liquor he had taken but as she wanted to change the topic, she diverted his attention by asking whether it would be possible for him to take her to a movie the next day. Ajay was delighted to hear this and in answer suggested that they would go to see the movie 'Animal Instinct'. Well, Anju was surprised a little as the title suggested, it was a hot movie but as she could not complain, she accepted it. Ajay was thrilled when he saw her acceptance and without any further comments he went up his room. Next morning Anju walked down the kitchen looking for Satish. She wanted to convey that as Ajay was at home, it would not be possible for her to take the medicine. As she went looking for him she was surprised to see him busy preparing breakfast and there was no sign of the glass he usually carried. This gesture, again made her feel grateful to him. She went on completing her errands with a smiling face. Soon morning gave way to noon and before she could realize it was time for her to move. She went to her room, changed and came down wearing a dazzling sari with a matching sleeveless blouse. Ajay was stunned to see her in the rich sari with a sleeveless blouse and this again sent wrong signals to his mind. Seeing his mother wearing the sleeveless blouse was beyond his imagination and he felt elevated to escort her. Soon they reached the hall and as it was not crowded Ajay moved across to the secluded spot and found two cosy seats. Anju too felt comfortable sitting in the corner as she had enough space to move her feet. After seeing his mother was settled, Ajay went out to procure some snacks and chocolates and before the movie began they started munching on the snacks. They kept shuttling the packet of snacks between themselves and during this give and take, Ajay was trying to touch her body. When the packet containing the snacks was empty, Ajay was left with two bars of chocolates. He peeled the wrapper of one and taking the chocolate up, he brought it near her face. Anju was moved by his actions and as she held his hand and guided it to her mouth, Ajay pushed her hand away and raised the chocolate by his own. Anju was delighted by this gesture and she very proudly opened her mouth and bit a small piece of chocolate. After having a bite of the chocolate, he raised it again for her to have her share. When the lights of the hall were off, plunging it into darkness Ajay got an opportunity to roam his hand over her bosom looking for her mouth. Anju caught his roving hand which was more inclined to roam over her body than feed her chocolate. As she took hold of it and steadied it, she placed it across her chest. Ajay was delighted to finally have some contact with her body and taking advantage of it did not move his hand till Anju had another bite. They kept eating it turn and when it came to the last piece, which had melted down a little, Ajay thrust it into her mouth and Anju considering it to be the last bite, licked it out from his fingers. Ajay felt excited on having his fingers licked by his mother's hot tongue. And to keep up the tempo he took the other chocolate and peeling it, he pushed a piece into her mouth. Anju was surprised to see Ajay feeding her another piece of chocolate, but this time as he pushed his fingers inside her mouth, she very eagerly started to chew it out of his fingers. She was enjoying the game Ajay was playing and soon when it came to the last piece, Ajay pressed his arm over her bosom and squeezing the last piece of chocolate in his fingers he pushed one finger inside her mouth and with the other he moved them over her lips. Anju was getting excited by the pressure he was exerting over her bosom and when his fingers started caressing her lips, she playfully started to lick his finger clean. As soon as his finger was licked clean, Ajay lifted the other fingers covered with chocolate and started applying it over her lips. Anju by this time was ecstatic and as Ajay's finger smeared the chocolate over her ripe lips, she brought her tongue out and started licking her lips. Seeing her getting excited Ajay kept moving his finger over her lips, avoiding when she tried to suck them in her mouth. When she failed to catch, she opened her mouth wide and beckoned him to put it inside it. Seeing her invitation, Ajay pushed his fingers deep inside her mouth and felt aroused when her hot tongue ravished it clean. Cooling Off Anju after having sucked his finger clean pulled it out of her mouth and holding his hand placed it over her cheeks and caressed it lovingly. Ajay cooled down a bit allowing her to caress her cheeks with his hand and turned to watch the movie. As the scene before his eyes started to excite, he slid his other hand under her arm and moving his fingers up her armpit, felt the hot naked flesh for the first time. He gradually pushed his fingers under her armpit and when it tickled her she lifted it a little. This gave him room to feel the hot flesh of her armpit and also the softness of her breast over her blouse. The invasion of his hand made Anju's body go wild and as she felt his fingers touch the side of her breast, she let out a soft moan. As the scene in front was passionate, with the hero and heroine kissing and embracing Ajay got excited by watching it. He slid his fingers inside her sari and gradually gaining space he poised his hand over her breast. Anju could feel his hand moving inside her sari and as she felt the heat of his hand rest above her breast, she desperately wanted him to cup them. She kept waiting for it and as the scene enacted on the screen got more stimulating, she took hold of Ajay's other hand and slowly started nibbling his fingers. Ajay feeling the heat of her mouth on his fingers and considering it as a green signal; he moved his hand over her breast so that just the tip of her breast touched his palm. As he felt the heat coming from her breast penetrate his palm, he cupped the full breast in his hand. Anju let out a mild scream and looked straight into his eyes. Ajay was puzzled for a few seconds and when he saw there was no anger or rage in her eyes, he snuggled his face on her bosom, and was stunned when Anju drew it tightly to her upper chest. Ajay's face was totally engulfed in the v of her neck and his cheek was pressed over the top of her breast, which he had cupped with the other hand. Anju was having the maximum pleasure out from his cupping her breasts and she could feel its heat spreading all over her body. When Ajay's lips brushed the flesh between her breasts, it made her vagina pulsate with heat and the wet juices started flowing out. Ajay too was mesmerized to be in this position and feeling the soft warm flesh over his cheeks; he opened his mouth and planting a kiss right in middle of her breasts, dug his face deeper into her blouse. Having his face deep inside her blouse, Anju brought her hand over his head and started to fondle his hair and caress his forehead. This made Ajay cuddle his face deeper into her bosom and when he was enjoying the heat from the soft delicate flesh of her breasts, and was getting aroused, suddenly the lights in the hall were illuminated for the interval. Both Anju and Ajay quickly disengaged themselves and were embarrassed to face each other in full lights. Anju was the first to get up and proceed to the ladies room. And in her absence, Ajay set right his erection, minimizing its appearance to the least possible. Once Anju reached the ladies room, she peeped in the mirror to find her face glowing. Though it was the outcome of the foreplay with her son, she felt shaken for having let her son play with her body. But when she recalled what she had missed these seven years and what consequences she had faced, she felt it was right what she was doing. She cautioned herself to slow down a bit as the things were progressing rapidly. Thinking of this, as she reached her seat the lights were off and once again it was dark in the hall. After occupying the seat, Anju reclined to find Ajay's hand at her back. Turning around she caught his hand and circling it behind her, she placed it over her shoulder. Ajay was pleased and sliding closer; he gripped her shoulder and pulled her to him. When Anju responded, their bodies were closely snuggled to each other. They remained in this warm position for some time watching the movie and as the scenes turned passionate, Ajay slipped his hand from her shoulder and letting it slide down to her arm held it tightly. Anju hugged his cheeks to hers. Motivated by this, Ajay slipped his other hand inside her sari and placing it under her breast waited for her response. When Anju did not object, he opened his palm and moving it upwards he engulfed the whole breast in his hand. At this contact as Anju sent out a low moan, Ajay taking benefit of it caught the other breast with the other hand. Now Anju's both breasts were held in his hands and also he had encircled her full body with them. He continued fondling them with his hands and as he moved his finger to the top of her blouse to unbutton it, Anju's body was throbbing wild with passion, and as he started to unbutton her blouse she looked straight into his eyes with astonishment. When he continued unbuttoning her, she buckled down and holding him tighter, she pressed her cheek upon his. This was the moment Ajay was waiting for. He quickly unbuttoned her blouse and setting aside the flaps he positioned his hand over the bra and took possession of her breasts in his full hands. As Ajay felt the heat of her breasts scorch his hands, he slipped them inside her bra and held each of the hot mounds of raw flesh in his hands. Anju on having allowed Ajay to open her blouse and let him fondle her breasts was writhing with passion. And as he dug his hand deeper and clutched her bare breasts, her inner juices started to pour. He wanted to unhook her bra and play with her bare breasts. He wanted to touch other parts of her body too and as he moved his hand over her back searching for the straps of her bra, Anju who was on the verge of coming, feeling his warm hand roam over her bare back abruptly let out a cry of ecstasy and her body started convulsing with pleasure. Seeing her body writhe with convulsions, Ajay waited for some time allowing her to cool down. After a while as she relaxed and when Ajay saw her in a relaxed mood, he again stretched his hand over her back trying to reach the straps of her bra. Anju felt his hand moving towards her straps and she knew he was going to unhook them. To avoid him she slid a little away from his reach. When Ajay moved forward and gripped her arm, Anju was contemplating what to do. As Ajay tried to unhook her bra, Anju let out a load moan. Hearing this Ajay stopped in his tracks. And when he looked down at her, her eyes were posing him a question 'what are you doing'. Ajay at first was surprised by her conduct, but when he regained some courage, his eyes pleaded with her to allow him to open her bra. On seeing him plead, Anju smiled at him and moving closer to his ear, she whispered "why". Ajay blushed when she put across that question and in reply, he stammered "......... to look". And when she mischievously asked "what", Ajay was not in a position to speak out and he faltered. Anju bowed down a little, while teasingly nibbling his ears she replied 'next time'. Saying this she bit hard on his ear. Ajay on hearing those words and having his ear bitten was not in a position to ask her again. Taking cue from her; he removed his hand from her back. Anju was very much pleased by his act and in way of thanking him, she kissed his cheek hard and when he curved to look at her, she brushed his lips with hers. The moment Ajay felt her lips brush his, he got an instant erection and before he could try to take advantage of the occasion, Anju had reached out from his grasp and was setting her clothes straight. Though he felt sad, he was happy to have ventured so far. Later on, the movie came to an end and both left for home with plenty to think and dream about. CHAPTER VI Next morning, Anju got up after a sound sleep and she felt very much relaxed. Her feet were light on the ground and she could move about freely. She advocated this change to be the result of the medicine which Satish was providing her and thinking about him, she went through her morning chores in a breeze. The moment Ajay was out of the house, Satish approached Anju with the glass of medicine. When Anju saw him approaching her she shook her head and ran, deliberately trying to avoid him. Satish saw her moving towards the living room and before she could enter the room, Satish moved in front of her and presented the glass to her. Anju acted childishly and shaking her head she blurted out, "I cannot control it". Hearing this Satish moved closer to her and taking hold of her hand, said, "This is good for you and soon you will be free from it". In reality Anju was eager to go ahead and drink it, but as she wanted to tease him she shook her head again and said 'I can't'. Then Satish drew forward and caressing her palm and fingers with his, said "I will help you out". Hearing this Anju's face brightened and to tantalise him more, she looked towards the bathroom and said, 'can you help me in there'. This was the moment Satish was waiting for, he shot back, 'Yes, I will.' Anju could not believe his words. What she had meant by saying 'in there' was inside bathroom and to see him accepting and pleading with her, she started to feel warm inside her. She knew she could now use him to her advantage and thinking about it as she turned and moved away, Satish followed her. On reaching the entrance to the bathroom as Anju stopped, Satish came behind her and slipping her the glass, he placed his other hand over her shoulder. Anju took possession of the glass in one hand and with the other she patted his hand which was placed on her shoulder. This intimate touch gave Satish some courage and taking advantage; he encircled one of his hands over her neck and with the other he manoeuvred her inside the bathroom. As Anju lifted the glass to her lips, he held her hand firmly till she emptied the glass. Anju choked at the last mouthful and before she could spit it out, Satish was quick enough to hold her mouth by his hand and make her swallow it. The feel of his hot masculine hand over her wet mouth made her shiver. And as the liquid was churning her insides Anju pushed herself closer to him and when she felt her body contact his, her body started to shudder. Satish was waiting for this to happen and as he saw her trembling, he moved his hand from her mouth on to her shoulder and bringing the other hand over her waist; he tightened his hold over her. Anju was totally engrossed in his hold and when the churning inside her stomach increased she started to writhe in his arms. Satish without loosening his grip on her, moved his left elbow over her bosom and slowly caressed it. On this contact Anju was getting more excited. She wanted to be caressed by his hands and to gain time; she squeezed her thighs firmly holding back the rush of her bladder. On seeing her relaxed and enjoying the caress Satish brought his left hand into play. He moved his hand over her robust chest and feeling the warmness of it, he encircled her breast and when Anju did not object he grasped her breast in his hand. Anju cried out in desire. She wanted his caresses to continue, but the rush from her bladder was so strong that it was getting beyond her control. She started to writhe again and this made Satish grip her more firmly. Anju cried out again and as the rush from her bladder increased, she brought her face closer to his and said 'I can't control it.' Satish tightened his hold on her and pulling her drew her under the shower. Anju started shaking her head rapidly; her cheeks were touching his. Satish moved his face in line with hers and enjoying the feel of her soft delicate cheeks on his hard face said. 'Hold it as long as you can'. It was getting intolerable for Anju. She started to wet her panties a little and when the drops gradually grew into a stream she opened the tap of the shower to drench her and when the shower was in full blast Anju relieved herself. Satish knowing she had relieved lessened his grip on her waist. He started to caress her waist with his right hand while his left hand moved across to the other breast. Anju's body was now burning with desire. The cold water flowing down her hot body and his caresses where tantalising her. She moved her arms and held his head in both of them. She drew his face closer to her neck. Satish's body was suddenly on fire. His member started to grow stiff. He opened his mouth and kissed the nape of her neck while his right hand drifted down in circles caressing her midriff. Anju was going wild with passion and the moment Satish's hand which was caressing her midriff slid down over her panties and gripped her inner thigh, she jumped out in pleasure. This not only made her come but she also felt his hot tool for the first time. Satish continued fondling her breasts and her thighs while Anju let her juices flow out of her. When at last it subsided, Satish politely asked her to turn around. Anju was so bashful that she shook her head. Satish waited for a few seconds and again asked her to turn around. This time Anju did not shake her head and she also did not turn around. But to show him her appreciation she pressed her cheeks to his. Satish was content with this and before releasing her from his hold he opened his mouth and kissed her hard on her cheeks. Anju was pleased by his actions and as she reciprocated kissing his cheek, Satish brushed his hand over her mound before leaving the room. After Satish's departure Anju stood wondering at the outcome of the episode. It was a big relief for her to find him to satisfy her pent up desires. Though twice he had helped her attain the utmost pleasure, he had so far not taken any advantage of her for his own pleasure. Anju knew that soon she had to reciprocate. Though she felt she was cheating her husband, she thought she had no other way. Anju also thought about Ajay. With Ajay it was different. Here he was her own child and she was just giving him some lessons. She wanted to bind him closer to her and also wanted to achieve all that her husband had failed to give her. She was looking in him, a male companion not only to use him for her pleasure, but she was also looking in him, a man to fall back upon. When she visualised the proceedings which took place at the movie hall, she felt sorry for him. Though she had allowed Ajay to feel her breasts, she felt sorry for not having allowed him to see them. Finally she resolved to fulfil his desire in the evening. Anju had rested the whole day and she was looking hale when Ajay returned home from school. By the time Ajay changed and came down, she was waiting for him with his evening tea. Ajay was delighted to see her in high spirits and raking up enough courage he asked her 'whether they can go for another movie'. Anju's face brightened when he asked that question and in answer to it, she replied 'finish your school work; we will watch a movie on TV'. This was music to Ajay's ears as she seldom gave him permission to watch a movie on TV. Ajay went up his room, finished all his work and he settled on the bed recapturing the events which took place in the movie hall. It was very difficult for him to conjure up whether he had really felt her breasts. And as the picture in his mind became clearer and clearer of what had taken place, his member started to gain momentum. He placed his hand over his member and felt it harden to his touch. He kept caressing it over his pants and when it had attained the maximum, he unzipped his pant and bringing it out in the open, he was astonished to see its size. He had never seen it so big and so hard and this was a great revelation to him. He kept fondling it and was surprised to hear his mother call him for dinner so soon. At the table Anju was looking more ravishing with the bright light falling on her. Ajay kept staring at her most of the time and Anju felt his hot gaze upon her. As Rajesh was close by, both of them were very cautious. They passed fleeting glances whenever they had opportunity. As soon as they finished their meals, Ajay excused himself and went out of the house in search of cool breeze to bring down the heat from his member. He kept wandering here and there and by the time he came back his father had retired to bed and he saw his mother cuddled on sofa watching the TV, which again forced his member to rise. On his entering the room Anju looked up at him with twinkles in her eyes. She beckoned him to come and sit on the sofa beside her. She had left adequate room on it for him. Ajay was too happy to oblige and before taking his place he drew a small pillow to cover up his erection. Anju noticed this. As Ajay settled down on the sofa beside her, he forced himself to watch the TV rather than prying his eyes over her. Anju kept changing channels to find a movie of her taste. On selecting a movie, Anju moved her head closer and as she felt it touch his thighs, she laid down more freely. On being so close, Ajay had a tough time controlling his passion and when he felt her head nuzzle near his thighs, it provided more energy to his already swollen member. He was going crazy with excitement. Yet he did not have the courage to venture out his hands. He kept his itching hands at bay and when Anju held a bar of chocolate in front of his eyes, his joy knew no bounds. Ajay was on cloud nine to having the bar of chocolate. Immediately he peeled off its wrapper and very lovingly took it to her mouth. As Anju saw him excited, she lifted her face and opened her mouth. She allowed Ajay to put the chocolate in and out of her mouth. Sometimes he let her have a bite and sometimes he pulled it way. Ajay kept teasing her with it and when he saw it was vanishing fast, Ajay painted Anju's lips with it. Anju brought out her tongue to play. She snaked her tongue over her lips and licked them clean. .Ajay took the remaining piece to his mouth and after making it creamier, he trust it deep into her mouth. Anju was delighted to have his fingers enter her mouth. She closed her lips upon them and licked all his fingers clean. As Anju sucked his fingers deep inside her hot mouth, Ajay started to get aroused. This action was building up the tempo and Ajay was getting bolder and bolder. He then pulled his fingers one by one and caressed them over her lips. Anju loved this. She lifted her head and placed on his thigh. As Anju moved her head over his thigh, his arm brushed the side of her chest. As his arm came in contact with the side of her bosom, Ajay pressed it more firmly gaining more leverage. When Anju felt the pressure of his arm over her bosom, she turned a little giving him more room to rest his arm over them. Finally Ajay's arm was firmly placed over the top of her bosom and he started to glide it up and down over her. This slow massage of her bosom was exciting her. To add to this as Ajay drew his fingers from her lips and brought his hand under her sari, she started to moan. As he tried to tug the sari out from her bosom, Anju lifted herself a little in helping him slide the sari out from her. Anju was very cautious in moving her head. She took care to see that her head did not contact his stiff member. She was not ready for it yet, as she wanted the things to advance at a slow pace. Having got the favourable response from her, Ajay slowly heaved her sari from her shoulders till her sleeveless blouse was completely exposed. As Anju was lying on her side Ajay could only see the side portion of her bosom and the other part was hidden from his vision. He then placed his hand over her arm and started to caress the bare skin. With every move he made he got more access to her naked arm and when he reached the top he slid his hand inside her armpit to feel the hot flesh around them. This action tickled Anju and she suddenly turned towards him, which provided him a good look at the composure of her breasts. This was the first time Ajay could see the mould of her breasts and he kept his eyes glued upon them. He was watching with fascination the trust of her breasts up and down, due to her breathing. He was captivated by the movement of her breasts. When Anju saw him engrossed in looking down at her breasts, she felt a rush of hot blood sweep through her body. She wanted him very badly to place his hand upon them and fondle them and when he did not do so, she even trust her breasts up a little. Cooling Off It was a hot summer day and I had nothing better to do than sit around by the pool and work on my tan and watch the pool guy do his job. I wasn't wearing very much and I defiantly had the attention of the pool guy because I could tell from across the pool that he was sporting wood. The pool guy was cute for a Latino but he wasn't in my sights that day. The new next door neighbor was. The new neighbor was six foot and built like the stone wall he was putting up between our property lines. We started the day by him waking me up, mowing his lawn by my bedroom window and now he was working on the wall. He was hot and sweaty and dirty, but he was still damn sexy. I spent at least two hours at the gym every day so I had a body to die for and God given 38DDs to go with it. The tiny bikini I was wearing to screw with the pool guy left nothing to the imagination. I slid my finger down my crotch to adjust my bottoms and fingered myself ever so slightly as the pool guy watched. I tilted my head back and licked my lips as I did it and I could see him shifting his rising package in his jean shorts as he watched me. One of these days, I'd fuck him just because I could tell he had a nice package and he did a better job around the yard when I teased him like this. My sights were on my new neighbor. He was a firefighter and you could tell there was some large diameter hose in his bunker gear. In the morning, he'd come out to get the paper in his boxer briefs and it was worth getting up early just to watch him. I adjusted the strings on my bikini top and got up out of the lounge chair. I walked over to the fence that separated the two yards and asked him if he'd like to come cool off in my pool since he looked hot. We chatted a few minutes until he finally said yes to coming over and taking a dip in the pool with me. He was going to go inside and change. I told him to let himself in the gate because I was going to go inside and grab some beer and I'd meet him in the pool. I was already in the pool when he finally came over. He must have taken a quick shower because his hair was wet and his suit was sticking to him nicely. I handed him a beer as he climbed into the pool. He thanked me and twisted off the cap. I reached out my hand for the cap so I could put it on the side of the pool to throw it out later. He took a long sip of beer then smiled at me and said he needed that. We sat in the pool talking and getting to know one another for a while. I suggested we play some catch with one of the beach balls floating around in the pool. The game got a little aggressive and somehow he wound up with his arms around me trying to keep the ball away from me. I looked up at him and he came in for the kiss. We started making out. He slid his hand into the bottom of my swim suit as he kissed me harder. We made our way to the stairs at the low end of the pool. I pulled down his suit enough to release him. He was just as I expected. Long, hard and ready for action. I placed my warm mouth over his slightly cold cock and started to suck him off. He gasped every time I went down on him. He sat on the top step while I blew him. He leaned back with his elbows on the edge of the pool with his eyes closed and a smile on his face. I took as much of him as I could into my mouth. Stroking him with my lips as I went up and down on his cock. I took him in both hands and ran my tongue around the edge of his head. The more I made tiny circles around it, the more he moaned. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the pool guy hiding around the corner of the house, watching me suck off my neighbor. I smiled and continued doing what I was doing. If he wanted to watch, he was going to get a show. I held his balls in my hand and I could feel them tightening up as I rhythmically slid my mouth up and down on him. He begged me not to stop but I knew if I didn't, he was going to cum and I wasn't going to have any fun. "My turn," I said and removed my bottoms and tossed them on the side of the pool. We traded places on the pool step and I spread my legs wide so he could see everything I had. He placed a thumb on my clit and started expertly rubbing me to excitement. He started kissing my inner thighs while still rolling my clit between his fingers. He licked my slit and tasted my juices. He had me soaking wet by now. He flicked my clit for a few times as I tried to move to his rhythm with my thrusts. I begged him to fuck me and he laughed. His fingers penetrated my waiting hole and I bore down on them, making my pussy tighter. I enjoyed them brushing against my g-spot as he slid them in and out of me. The more he played with me, the hotter I got and the more I wanted him to fuck my brains out. I started to cum hard and I rode the roller coaster of pleasure as he teased me with his fingers. I opened my eyes for a moment in between waves of release and saw the pool guy standing behind the shed with his hand on his cock, stroking himself as he watched us go at it in the pool. He was easily nine inches long and he was as wide as he was long. "Ever done anal before?" I asked the sexy fireman from next door. "Why?" he asked. "I've always wanted two guys and I think the guy who takes care of my pool would like to join us." "Suck me off again the way you were doing it before and I'm game." "Hey Esteban, want to join us?" yelled across the yard. He was startled at first, and then he made his way over to the pool. He took off his shirt and tossed his work boots to the side. He climbed into the pool with us. I had them both take off their suits and helped Rich position himself in my ass. I almost came again as he entered me. I leaned back up against him until I was pretty much sitting in his lap with his cock balls deep in my ass, legs spread, waiting for the pool guy to take me from the front. It took a few thrusts before the guys could before the guys could work together. Once they did, I was having a hard time not screaming as I came hard and fast. I was breathless from the intensity of my orgasm. Esteban was the first to cum. He pulled out and shot his hot load all over my stomach. I laughed and told him that he was cleaning up the pool after that when we were done. With that, I leaned forward and had Rich fuck my ass doggie style while Esteban played with my clit. Rich let me know he was gonna cum. Esteban rubbed me harder and faster so that Rich and I came at the same time, moaning and begging for god so loud, the entire neighborhood heard us. We fell into a pile on top of the pool steps in sheer exhaustion. Esteban got out of the pool and got dressed and left. He didn't even ask for the check for cleaning the pool. Rich had his arms around me and was kissing my neck when he asked if I was ready to go again. I laughed and told him he'd have to feed me dinner first. Cooling Off Shari had been married to her husband for about seven years. Before she married him at the tender age of twenty two, she was very well versed in the different aspects of love making and sexual exploits. Not only was she experienced enough to put any current pornography video starlet to shame, but she was also charming enough to disarm even the most frigid of men or women that crossed her path. Still, a woman needs more than sex to sustain her, so she settled down with a corrections officer out of Miami. He wasn't as adventurous as she was use to, but he was a sweetie and took care of her in every other way imaginable. Still, her sex life wasn't as exciting as it use to be. One rare rainy afternoon, Shari decided she had enough of the heat. She went into the bedroom and found a nice emerald green string bikini that barely covered her silver dollar nipples as well as her French manicured pussy. It was a crazy idea to begin with. She figured she could go into her back yard and lie out in a lawn chair and just let the rain water cool her off. She walked out into her yard with a towel in hand to lie on and found the lawn chair to sit. By then, the rain lessened to a drizzle. As she lay back on the chair, she could feel the cool water hitting her body and cooling it off quickly. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the small breeze that started to flow. As her eyes stayed closed, she started remembering all the times she used to have while she was younger. Her body has held up to the ravages of time as she remembered how her 34 DD breasts could attract the boys like sugar to kids. Her hips grew a bit wider since her teenage years, but she kept trim enough to keep the cellulite from invading. Her husband loved the idea of keeping her pussy extremely trimmed and how smooth her skin was. Shari was still a knockout. Suddenly, she felt a piece of fabric being placed over her eyes. Before she had a chance to react, she could feel her arms being pulled above her head so she couldn't move. As she struggled, she started to hear a familiar voice telling her to relax. A moment of hesitation later, she recognized the voice as her next door neighbor. Shari was starting to relax a bit until she felt a pair of hands on the top of her bikini. Soon she could feel her nipples being exposed to the air before a tongue began to lick at her left one. Her mouth opened in a gasp until she felt her bikini bottoms being removed from her legs. What felt like a finger then ran slowly up and down her slit slowly, almost timidly as if a first timer was doing it. The licking of her breast continued as she felt the right one being gently pinched and the left one was being gently bitten. It had been so long since she had her breasts bitten since her husband would never do it for fear of drawing blood. She couldn't tell if her neighbor was the one biting or if it was his accomplice while the other had their tongue sliding into her open pussy. Shari's mouth opened wide and a loud moan escaped her lips as the tongue began to slowly slide in and out of her engorged lips. Her mouth opened in the pleasure she was feeling as she felt a cock sliding into her mouth part way. Shari could tell that whoever had this cock took very good care of it since she couldn't feel any stray hairs on the shaft as it slid into her mouth. It almost hit the back of her throat as she struggled to suck it like she use to back in college. Her tongue ran along it's underside as the person it belonged to started thrusting it slowly into her hungry mouth. Shari was so busy sucking on the member in her mouth that she couldn't tell that the person below had two fingers slowly penetrating her pussy as his tongue slowly licked the tip of her clit. Shari could feel her hips bucking as she wished her hands were loose so she could pull this man's tongue inside her pussy deeper. The combination of being tied down, the man face fucking her and the one on her pussy was driving her towards a long overdue climax as she arched her back and felt her juices flood the mouth of her pussy eating attacker. She then felt the cock in her mouth withdraw quickly as the feeling left her pussy at the same time. She then felt her arms being pulled back so they were on top of her nearly nude body as she was being flipped over. Her exposed nipples hit the plastic of the chair as she felt one of her lovers spreading her legs apart and pulling her ass up so she was on her knees. Her hands were beneath as a very stiff member was being stuffed between her labia folds. A scream later, she felt a hand pulling her head upright and another dick being stuffed into her mouth. This one was more forceful as it went straight down her throat and she gagged a bit. The dick pulled out as spittle came with it before it slid back into her mouth slowly. It wasn't long until she felt the men following the same rhythm. The guy fucking her from behind seemed to be goading on the one fucking her face. Shari was able to sneak her hands towards her pussy and was allowing her fingers to rub her clit as all this activity was going on. Soon, Shari felt a finger sliding into her ass as the man behind her slowed down his pace. She could feel the finger entering her tender anus slowly as his dick slowed down almost to a crawl, like he knew she was close to cumming again. The dick in her mouth withdrew again and she could feel herself being lifted off the chair yet again. This time, she could feel her rear cheeks being spread as she was lowered onto someone's shaft. The dick in her ass felt huge, especially since it had been a long time since she had any action back there. As she started to bounce on it, she felt the other dick sliding into her loosened pussy. It again was almost like a military operation the way these two worked together. She felt her body begin to shiver between them as her powerful climax came on like gang busters and she moaned loudly. Her body weakened, she felt the man on top exit her pussy before being lifted again and being set back on the lawn chair. As her hands fell onto her stomach, she felt her arms almost on instinct push her breasts together. It was quiet for a moment until she heard both men moaning. Shots of droplets began to cover her breasts and face as Shari opened her mouth to try to catch some stray cum shots. She felt a softening dick slide into her mouth again and she sucked the remnant of that man's seed out before it was replaced by the other. A few moments later, her hands were undone. She quickly reached for the blindfold before hearing that her husband was pulling into the driveway. She quickly took off the fabric covering her eyes before wrapping herself up in the towel as her husband walked through the back door. He looked wore out as Shari stood up and walked over to him and kissed him on the cheek, hoping the smell of cum didn't register in his nose. She then walked into the house and headed up the stairs to take a quick shower. As the hot water cascaded off of her breasts, she thought how slutty she felt and made a point to remember to catch her neighbor to thank him properly. Cooling Off You were out working in the yard today, some project of building a deck. I worked inside, protected from the warm sun, cleaning the kitchen thoroughly. Every so often, I glance up and see you – shirtless, skin tanning nicely. I hear the faint hum of the saw as you cut another piece of wood, and I see you wipe sweat from your brow. I glance to the rear of the yard and see you are almost finished. A few minutes later, as I finish wiping down the sink, I see you are carefully cleaning your tools and putting them away. The deck is finished, my kitchen is clean. You close and lock your shed and start for the door. You pause when you step on the patio, thankful for the shade there, then open the door and come into the cool house. "Looks good. You thirsty?" I offer you a cold Pepsi, and you twist the cap and drink it down quickly. I admire the smoothness of your throat as you swallow, muscles rippling. We have stepped to the middle of the kitchen so you can stand directly under the vent, where the air conditioning has come on and the breeze begins drying the sweat from your skin. I move close to you and reach to your shoulder. "You have a wood splinter, here; let me brush it off." I pick the offensive piece off and throw it in the trash; you toss the now empty bottle in the recycle bin next to the trash can. It is too much for me – I have been watching you all day, getting more and more turned on as the work finished. Now, I want to play, and decide to find out if you would like to join me. I reach up and softly, find your lips with mine, drawing you into a kiss. You are a bit surprised but return the kiss, then suddenly break it off. "Let me shower, I am all sweaty and sticky from –" I do not let you finish, but reach up again and claim your lips as my own. I nibble slightly on your lower lip, and place my hands on your hips, attempting to pull you closer. "I know" I murmur "and that's how I want you." Your hands move to my shoulders and slide down my bare arms, and you twine your fingers with mine. The kiss deepens, and our tongues begin a teasing motion, which increases my body warmth. I am aware of an increasing moistness between my legs. You press your body to mine and release my fingers, to run your hands up under my tank top and down my back. Your hands, oh, how I love them. They are working hands, not afraid of hard labor, with slightly rough skin and calluses on the palms. The scratchiness of your hands pulling me close to you continues to excite me, and I press my hips to your body. I am very pleased to feel a swelling, stiffening hardness through your shorts. In one move, I have unbuttoned and unzipped them, and as I slide your shorts and boxers down your strong legs, I gently push you down on the freshly washed and dried rug on the kitchen floor. You run the first two fingers of each hand down the inside waistband of my skirt, and discover what I have known all day – I am not wearing any underwear. I stand over you and spread my legs, flashing you a glimpse of the damp skin underneath. You are rock hard and sitting on the soft rug, knees spread, as I lower my body to yours. I moan softly as your length enters me, stretching me to fit you, sliding into my warm wetness, until we are completely joined and our hips are pressed together, as close as they can get. A small orgasm shudders through me, increasing the wetness enveloping you. You balance our weight by leaning back on your hands, and begin thrusting, slowly at first, then increasing the tempo, then slowing down again as my breathing becomes more erratic and raspy. I am rising and lowering myself in rhythm with you, my hair loose around both of us. Occasionally our mouths meet for a kiss, until we are moving too fast and I feel my orgasm approaching. My head is back, eyes closed to fully enjoy the sensation, when I hear you gasp – "I can't take much more, I'm going to –" My eyes open and our gazes lock, and I whisper to you "Cum inside me, deep and hard and long and fast." I want to feel you pulsing inside me- My words are enough. With a guttural sound coming from within, you plunge into me, as deep as you can. On the way in, you rub against the rough spot inside me, sending me over the edge, and as my body spasms in an intense orgasm, massaging the length of you within me; your own release comes, furiously pumping inside me. My tightening pussy clenches, refusing any effort to you might make to leave, attempting to pull you in even closer. We ride this way together, hips in sync, until the last remnants of pleasure begin to fade ... Cooling Off.... Must be a 100 in the darkness.... You decide that you should take a cold shower to help cool yourself off. After you enter the shower, I slowly sneak in the bathroom and remove all my clothes and jump in to join you. You look at me and open your arms, as if to say "COME ON IN THE WATERS FINE".... I kiss you softly on the lips....the feeling of the water sliding down your gorgeous body makes me so hot....I start to rub the smoothness of your body...the water falling on our bodies... cool to the touch, but the heat between us is still lingering and so we do not cool down easily.... the water is only making us hotter even yet.... I am pressed against your body....feeling all of you... feeling your manhood grow against me. I push you back against the wall and kiss you harder now....then move and kiss and lick your neck, tasting you and the water, and my hands start to wander...your hands are around me now... and sliding up and down my back....I let my hand slide down to your legs....to the inside of your thighs, then to the middle and feel you in my hand, how hot I made you and that you are more than ready for me.... Then I slowly slide my hand down lower...feeling your balls cupped in my hand and then back up... and I wrap my hand around your cock....and start to feel it all in my hand, making me hotter... looking in your eyes, knowing that you want me... You slowly nudge me down...wanting to feel my mouth on your dick...I do not want to disappoint you so I kiss your nipples first...licking and nibbling your nipples... then start to lick you lower and then tease your belly button...and then lick lower and lower, while my hand is still stroking your ever so hard cock.... I get down to your cock...kiss the head...but then move and tease you by kissing your legs.... all the way down one and then back up the ther....I am still stroking you, and the water is now falling on my head... and you take your hands and push the hair out of my face so that you can watch and see everything. I then get to your cock again... and I spread your legs wider.....looking for your balls, I go up and kiss them softly....nipping slightly and kissing and licking... Then I take your cock in my hand and look you in the eyes and then slowly start to lick the shaft of your cock, you close your eyes and put your head back and feel the pleasure... Then I kiss the head and lick it....getting all your pre-cum first and then take your cock once deep and then pull back... Doing that makes you open your eyes....wanting to watch me wrap my lips around your hard cock....Now, you are looking at me, in your eyes, I see that the teasing is making you crazy... you want me to take you all the way......... SOooo...I take your head and kiss it again.... then lick it and then kiss all the way up and down your shaft.....making you moan.....The feeling of your cock against my tongue is so hot that I am getting so wet....So then I start to nibble on your shaft...up and down...then take your cock in my mouth and slowly move up and down on you.....letting you feel my tongue against you at the same time....you are in my mouth and my tongue is teasing you while you are in there. I move up and down and then all around, letting your cock rub my face....all over my lips.... and then back in my mouth...deep and making my choke a little....I take you up and down...I start to suck you harder and harder..... I can feel that you are tensing...I am moving fast now...and starting to stroke you at the same time, cupping your balls and stroking and sucking all at once...I reach over and squeeze your ass hard and pull you closer to my face...making you fuck my face.....I start to moan and love every minute and every pump....I start to suck like my life depended on it....you are starting to moan a little and I am saying,(mumbling actually...my mouth is full!!!) YES BABY, YES.... OHhhhh yes.... and you are watching and pulling my head closer...The water is hitting us and sliding down our bodies....everything is WET.... including me..... but all I want at that moment is to have your dick in my mouth....I WANT IT BAD...... I suck harder and harder and lick more and more.....cupping your balls now, then I feel you jerk forward one time, hard and fast and you hold my head and I can feel your dick pulsing in my mouth, the cum sliding deep in my throat, I still suck it all...I take it all loving every last drop of your juice... You lean back slowly and I kiss your dick caringly, only saying Mmmmmm baby....you take your hands and pull my head up slowly under my chin and look me in the eyes and say nothing, just look deep in me and then pull me up... Then you take me in your arms and hold me, just as I think that we are getting ready to clean up and get out of the shower and hold each other all night, you take me fast and push me up against the shower wall, you start to kiss my neck and then my breasts...making me groan with pleasure. I wrap my arms around you, rubbing your neck, and your head....feeling the water on us... all I can say is yes baby.... OMG.....F.U.C.Kkkkkk ME You slowly let your hands wander all over my body.... rubbing me softly, letting me know that you want every part of me...You reach down and cup my breasts... and then come down and kiss them and lick them....being gentle at first and then taking one in your mouth and nibbling on my nipple...OHhhh damn is all that I can muster....you take your other hand and slide it up my stomach and to my breast and pinch the one that is not in your mouth. You play with my nipple, making it hard and and excited by your touch....you push your hand down and lead your hand to my pussy, that can no longer take the neglect. It is begging for your attention....You take your hand and rub my legs and then lead your hand in between my legs and cup my pussy....and that makes me jump.... I am squirming under your touch, instinctivle my legs are spreading....you slowly take your fingers and rub my clit making me moan with pleasure, shooting the feelings of pain and pleasure right through me. Baby, you're making me SOooo HOT, I tell you... you then take your finger and slide it in me, I can no longer hold back....you slide in and out and I grab for your dick.....trying to feel you and take control again, I barely grab on to your once again hard cock and you push my hands back....teasing me and not letting me take control....I am under your control and you will not let me up.... You are licking me all over now and still banging me deep with one finger and letting another finger tease my clit....your other hand is sliding down to my ass and you now are teasing my ass and making me WETTER and WETTER with every touch of your fingers....I take my hand and push your head back and look you in the eyes and see nothing but those lonely deep eyes looking loving back at me...and right then I loose my legs... sliding down on to the rest on the shower rail, and you get down, spread my legs slowly and then kiss my thighs and make me moan with every kiss... "Yes, yes, yes, damnit," is all that is coming out....You then kiss my stomach and then down to my public line. You stick a finger deep in me again and then slowly reach your lips to my pussy that is HOT WET and WAITING for your tongue....I bite my lip in anticipation of the pleasure that is about to devour me....You spread my lips with your tongue and lick my clit so slightly that chills shoot up my spine...then you are licking and sucking on me...making me scream with pleasure. I am squiriming under your touch, holding your head closer to me and making me swing my hips and push my wet pussy to you...you grab my ass and hold me still...making me just enjoy it....you keep licking and then you stick your tongue deep in me....darting in and out and fucking me with your tongue.... I can no longer handle the pleasure that you are bringing me...I close my eyes, starting to feel the wave of emotions that only come when I know that I am close to orgasm....and your tongue is still moving in and out and holding me still... My juices are all over your face now, you are licking me all up....making me squirm...then just as you bury your head deep and suck on my snatch deep, I throw my head back, close my eyes and let the emotions take me over.... I start to cum and with your face in my pussy, you prolong my orgasm, longer than I could ever imagine possible...you let go and come up to me and kiss me slowly on the nipples and then on the neck, letting me enjoy your every touch... You then kiss me, deep, caring, loving, and soft...I can still taste what seems to be me on your tongue. Then as I am still reveling in the pleasure of the longest orgasm of my life, I feel that your cock is still hard and ready for more. I push you back and smile at you, you look at me and I say to you... "Are we going to take care of that or what"... With that, you pick me up and take me to the bed.....yes, leaving a wet trail of water all the way there...you slowly lay me on the bed and then kiss me deeply again...letting me touch your wet body with all of me...your hard cock is pushing up against my pussy, but not entering... The feel of it against me makes me wet again... I start to move my hips a little letting you know what I want from you...you then slowly slide on top of me and let your cock part my lips...and with that, I spread my legs letting you in...You slide your dick deep in me, and I can feel nothing but bliss...you start to pump slowly....sliding deep in me and then out....in and out.....slowly making love to me and just going slow so that we can enjoy every move of your cock and my pussy together....you lean closer and kiss me again, as you pump...."oh baby, oh my sweet thing....yes...." You continue to slide in and out. The feeling of your shaft up against my walls is making me WETTER & WETTER....I am on the verge of cumming again....and with you gazing deep into my eyes, the orgasm is climbing fast.... Then you start to move faster, sensing that I am close...and you move even faster....in and out, making me dig my nails deep into you....My legs spread farther and up....making you go deeper and deeper....you pump faster and faster.... and with one last deep push I cum again, and at the very same moment I feel your hot cum shoot deep inside me, you pump a little more...then slowly lay on top of me....Both of us exhausted and wanting to be held....you are laying on my chest and sucking on a nipple that is still tender and erect....I am rubbing your hair and your back and all that I can say is, "SWEATY YET SWEET...." Cooling Off To my complete dismay, it has been a scorching hot day. You and I have been out and about together during the hottest hours of the afternoon, taking care of a rather long list of errands and having a late lunch with friends. As you well know, I have a difficult time with this kind of heat. Summer is not my favorite season. The Sun and I have never been on the best of terms. I cannot stand Its oppressive and ever-invasive touch, and It resents my inability to accept Its molten rays of lava light -- delivered directly to me all the way from the cold depths of space -- for the declaration of everlasting love and devotion that it truly is (obviously). I also object to the fact that the Sun seems to want me nearly naked at every moment beneath Its boiling gaze -- and long after It has finally released me to the Moon, which gleams Its pity upon me to useless effect during the very brief hours of darkness allowed us at this time of year. Despite my natural inclination to cover up, I am dressed in as few items of clothing as possible. I chose a linen halter top dress this morning, tied at the back of my neck and exposing the smooth skin of my bare back, with the material of the full skirt flowing down to my ankles. My feet are in a pair of heeled sandals with wide ribbons binding them to each of my ankles. You wrapped and tied the ribbons yourself before we left today, your hands caressing my ankles and calves before pulling me to my feet and into your arms. Other than the dress and sandals, I am not wearing much else and am feeling a little defeated by the fact that wearing less does not seem to be offering me any tangible relief from the heat. Once the Sun reaches Its glorious zenith of maximum damage, I cannot stand it anymore, grip one of your arms with both my hands, and start to express my displeasure. I tell you how much the Sun hates me and very clearly wants me to die a horrible, horrible ultraviolet death. Why aren't you concerned about my imminent demise? Don't you know that the Sun's molten lava space rays are going to melt my face off soon and that my sweat is a crazy clown circus of sticky doom and dehydration? Please, please -- can't you stop the madness? You have become quite used to my dramatic habit of assigning a personality and voice to just about everything around me, including today's character -- the Sun. I can tell by the amused look on your face that you are not about to take my side, though. You love the Sun and are in league with Its desire to keep me as naked and exposed as possible. Throughout the day you have been enjoying the feel of my bare skin. Your hands have brushed against my neck, run along the contour of my shoulders, down the length of my back, and have occasionally stopped to rub your thumb along your favorite curve at the base of my spine. By now, though, you can probably actually feel how miserable I am as your hand encounters the beads of sweat pearling on my skin and the heat radiating out from deep within me. Are you able to handle this hot, hot weather? I'm not. I tell you that it makes feel like I'm wilting and that I cannot breathe. So you tell me that you have an idea and that you want to make the both of us feel better -- at least for a little while. We are close to a movie theater. You don't really care what movie we see. You only care about the pleasure of sitting in a dark air-conditioned room with me for a couple of hours, and I tell you that I think that sounds absolutely divine! I am very, very game for escaping our current fiery fate and for telling the Sun to go fuck off for a while. The theater we arrive at is a newer one, with 8 to 10 different screens, stadium style seating, and big velvety chairs with plenty of leg room -- all the bells and whistles. There are several new movies out, with one or two that we have actually contemplated watching, but you buy tickets for one that has been showing for several weeks now and is probably in the theater for only a few more days. It's some sort of super loud and over the top action type movie -- not one either of us has expressed the least bit of interest in seeing. I give you a questioning look, but you just smile and tell me not to worry. Like you said, the movie doesn't really matter. We are only here to get out of the heat and feel better. You get us some cold drinks with plenty of ice and we head into the theater. It is fairly large, but so far, there are very few people inside, and the 20 minutes or so of movie previews has already gotten started. You take us all the way up to the back of the theater and into a corner section where no one else is sitting. The closest people are probably 6 or 7 rows down and have crowded more in the center section of the theater, presumably for the most optimal position for visuals and acoustics. Again, it seems there is little public interest left in this particular movie, and perhaps none existed in the first place. We have the whole row to ourselves, so we sit somewhere in the middle. Already, I am feeling a million times better as I feel the air-conditioning on my skin, already doing its magic to help cool me down. And I'm grateful for the dark as well. It feels very calming -- an instant, soothing relief compared to the glaring onslaught of the sunlight we have been enduring all afternoon. All the armrests of the chairs are in their upright positions, and we leave them that way so we can sit closer together, setting our drinks down by our feet. You put your arm around me as I lean in close to you and rest my head on your shoulder, closing my eyes contentedly. After a moment, I raise my head, whisper a thank you and kiss you softly against your neck, telling you that I am starting to feel so much better already. You whisper to me that you are glad and that, actually, you were hoping we could feel even better. You grab my wrist, raise my hand to your mouth and kiss the back of my fingers before lowering them down again to the front of your jeans, pressing me tightly against what I discover to be your extremely hard cock. It hasn't sunk in with me, until now, what you meant when you said that you wanted to make us "feel better." I was so preoccupied with the heat that I didn't sense how horny you've been. You and I are so connected that this isn't something I usually miss -- not very often anyway. God, I hope you haven't been like this for too long. Of course I will make you feel better! There is never a question about that with me. Now that my senses are awakened to your need, I feel goose bumps run all along my skin and I begin to feel my own anticipation begin to build. I lick my lips and start to kiss you back along your jawline again until I reach your earlobe, which I pull between my lips and then nibble gently with my teeth. Your hand presses mine harder against you, encouraging me to squeeze and stroke you through your jeans, which I do -- eagerly. My own body has responded to you instantly, with a gush of wetness between my legs that causes me to squirm in my seat, as I rub and trace the outline of your rock hard cock with my fingers. I raise my head from your shoulder when the lights suddenly darken more. The previews are over, and the actual movie is starting now, the volume rising a little bit higher... but it all seems like a world away from us now. You lower your mouth to my ear, breathing heavily against it. You tell me to take your cock out and stroke it for you, that you have wanted this all day long. You want to feel my hand wrapped around you, and I want that, too. I turn my head and kiss you deeply and passionately while I slowly work your jeans open. I moan into your mouth when my hand reaches in to take hold of your hot, throbbing cock, pulling it out so that I can immediately wrap my hand around it and start stroking you, slowly and sensuously. I love your cock, love how hard it is, love how it feels in my hand -- all mine, to do with as I please. And right now, I want what I have wanted and claimed for myself more times than I can count -- to take you in my mouth and satisfy you as completely as I can. I turn in my chair and slide out of it until my knees touch the floor. Again, there is plenty of room and I am easily able to maneuver myself between your open thighs. If anyone bothered to look our way, it probably wouldn't matter. It's so dark and the chairs are tall enough that it probably looks like you are just sitting alone. I grip your cock in both my hands now, still slowly stroking you up and down, with a little twist or two over the head before bringing them down your shaft again. I look up and smile at you. I know you love it when I do that. Your hands reach down and grip both sides of my face, pulling me up slightly so that you can bend down and kiss me, your tongue delving deep into my open and very accepting mouth. One of your hands travels from my face down to one of my breasts, reaching inside my dress to grip and pinch my hardened nipple, the sensation causing me to arch my back and press myself into your hand. I feel your lips travel from my mouth back to my ear again. You tell me you can't wait anymore and need me to suck your cock. You need it so badly now. I nod without saying anything and do exactly as you ask. I don't make you wait. I don't tease you. I gather up as much saliva as possible and then just bury your cock in my mouth, getting it really, really wet so that I can just easily start sliding my mouth up and down your length, slowly at first, sucking and stroking your cock with my lips and tongue as deeply as I can. Do you like this? Is this what you wanted? It must be, because I hear you groaning low and deep. I look up at you to see that you've leaned your head against the back of your chair, completely surrendering to the pleasure I am giving you, but you don't keep your eyes closed for long. You look back down at me because you like to watch your cock disappearing in and out of my mouth. You're so fucking sexy, and I don't want to stop until I get what I want. And you know what I want, don't' you? I think it's what we both want -- for you to cum in my mouth. I'm so ready for it. I take my hands away from the base of your cock, where I have been cupping and fondling your balls. You're so hard now; you don't need me to keep you positioned where I want you, which means I can try to take you in deeper. And you like that, don't you -- feeling the head of your cock at the entrance of my throat? I tightly grip one of your thighs while I let my other hand wander down my legs. My own need is dripping wet now between my thighs. I rub my clit a little, causing me to moan around your cock, before burying two fingers inside of myself. One of your hands gently grips the back of my neck while the other strokes my shoulder, letting me know just how much you fucking love this. I know you're going to cum soon. You've been waiting too long for this today to hold out for very long, and I want you to just completely let go. I keep sucking you -- slow, fast, hard, soft -- while I dip my fingers in and out of my cunt, getting them as wet as possible. When I start to feel you strain against me, I choose a single pace for my mouth -- your favorite -- and I keep you there with me, never letting up, not even at the moment that I know you're going to explode. I remove my fingers and raise them up to your mouth. I hear you moan and feel you grab my wrist again. As soon as you taste my sweet pussy juice on your tongue, you release your hot load into my mouth. You are able to keep somewhat quiet by sucking on my pussy-soaked fingers. I take wave after wave of your cum, letting it collect at the back of my throat and dribble out the sides of my mouth onto your cock before swallowing all of it with a moan. I remove my fingers from your mouth and then start to lick your cock clean, running my tongue up one side of your shaft and down the other with long, slow strokes, sucking away every last drop while you enjoy the ride and aftermath of your orgasm. Mmmmmm, you taste so good. I look up at you as I lick your cum from my lips, smiling at you, hoping I have given you everything you wanted and needed. You reach forward, hook your hands underneath my arms and quickly guide me back up into the seat next to you. I hear you still breathing heavily as you place your mouth against my ear again, one of your hands wrapping up around my throat to then stroke the back of my neck. You are whispering to me fast and low between the kisses you pepper along my neck, jaw and cheek. I almost can't hear you, but finally, your words begin to make sense to me. You want to know what I want, to tell you exactly what I need right now because you want to give it to me. I use both of my hands to gather up the long skirt of my dress, pulling it up over my knees and then my thighs. I grab your hand just like you did with mine and press it between my legs, against the heat and soaking wetness of my aching pussy. I tell you that I need you to make me cum. I want to cum all over your fingers -- and I want it hard and fast. Just fuck me with your fingers. Please. You don't need to hear anything else. You urge me to like back across the length of seats next to you. I sigh as I slowly fall backward, feeling the velvet material of the chairs against my bare back. Your hand briefly leaves my pussy so that you can pull both of my long legs up over your lap. You pull me down by the hips so that my ass is propped up on your thigh, but not entirely in your lap. You hook your arm underneath the leg that is resting against your chest, pulling it closer to you and kissing my knee, opening me up so that you can run the back of your hand up and down my inner thigh. I let my other leg fall open on your lap naturally, leaving myself fully exposed to you. You lean down and pick up one of our forgotten drinks, open the top and pull out a small ice chip, which you pop in your mouth for a moment before touching it against the inside of my knee, causing me to gasp and jump. You hold it there so that I can feel the delicious coldness of it. As it starts to melt, I feel the tiny rivulets of cool water slide down my knee, then my thigh, and down toward my very hot pussy. You slide it down past my knee and then stroke it up and down the inside of my thigh. It feels so good, but I don't know just how much better it can feel until you touch it to my clit, causing me to arch my back at the shock and pleasure of it. When I have adjusted to the sensation, you rub it in small circles over my clit, then up and down my slit before pushing it inside of me. Again, I arch my back and reach out to tightly grip your arm, the one that is laid firmly across my stomach, holding me down with a strong grip on my outer hip. You leave the ice chip, what's left of it anyway, in my pussy to finish melting, which doesn't take long because my heat is quickly overtaking it. You release your hold on my hip and then use the thumb of that hand to start working my clit. Oh you know how I like it, don't you? Applying pressure and rubbing up and down against it slowly and rhythmically, never breaking contact with it. Mmmmmm, that feels so good. I start to rock my hips a little bit, unable to stop myself, my clit jolting at your every stroke, loving how you touch me so, so much. But I want more, and you know it. This isn't fair -- you teasing me when I didn't tease you. Please give me what I want. You move your other hand back between my legs and slide the tips of your fingers across my slit, feeling more of the wetness there. The ice has completely melted, and my heat is so great that there is little trace of its coolness. I'm so ready for this. I let you know that I can't wait anymore by tightly gripping your thigh and knee with my hands, my fingers clawing into your jeans. With no more delay, you impale me on two of your fingers, hard and fast. Thank god the movie is currently in the middle of a loud action scene -- guns, explosions, violence (I really don't care) -- because I can't contain myself from crying out. You shake your head at me in warning and smile, urging me with just a look to try to be quiet, before starting to do exactly what I have asked you to do -- fuck me hard with your fingers, your other hand never letting up on my clit. Mmmmmm, this feels so fucking amazing and I can't help throwing both of my arms up over my head, my hands holding on tightly to the cushion of a chair as I give myself up completely to the ride you are giving me. Again, I am glad for the loud action scene, which is hopefully masking the wet sound of your fingers jacking in and out of me. It doesn't take long for the pressure to build. I want to cum so badly, as if it is absolutely the only thing I'm meant to do right now -- and only for you. My pussy is starting to clamp down on your fingers and my body is going rigid. You know I'm going to cum, so you do the same thing I did for you. You move your hand away from my clit and push two fingers into my mouth, so that I can suck on them while I go over the edge. Oh my god, I cum so hard for you -- all over your fingers and your hand. My whole body shakes as you slow the pace down and gently keep stroking your fingers inside of me. You remove your fingers from my mouth, sliding your hand behind my head to stroke my neck, calming me down. When my pussy ends its last little spasm and my breathing has returned to normal, you move your hand and pull your fingers out from between my legs. You slide them into your own mouth, and I watch you suck and lick my wetness from your fingers. Eventually you pull me back up, but not before pulling my hand into your lap so that I can feel how hard you are again. When you have me sitting upright, you lean your mouth against my ear and tell me that it's time for us to go home -- right now -- because you're going to fuck me when we get there. Loudly. And then you want me to fuck you. Loudly. All night long.