0 comments/ 29206 views/ 0 favorites Long Day By: ZoeO Finally getting home from work, I walk into the dimly lit apartment. I realize that things are out of place. I look up and see him standing before me, silent, powerful. I know I am in for a good session tonight. He looks at me, cocks his head to the side and says, "Strip, slut." I obey without hesitation or even a questioning glance. I know better. He guides me over to the couch and orders me to sit. I barely have time to look around when he grabs my leg and starts securing it up in the air. He tied me so that my already dripping wet pussy was open for the world to see and there was nothing I could do to hide myself from anything he had planned for me. He stands me admiring his handy work and my wetness with satisfaction. He knows I am anxious and excited for the next part to come. He reaches down and taps my clitoris and I jumps as electric shockwaves scream through my body. "Like that, slut?" "Mmmm, yeah, ahhh" Then he decides to blindfold me, knowing that I lose more control this way. He grabs my favorite toy and starts to tease my sopping pussy. He knows I already want to cum. He watches me struggle to get the toy inside me and almost laughs at my frustration and useless maneuvering. He slips the head of the dildo in just enough to tease me and make me struggle more to get what I want. "What do you want, slut? You want this big hard dildo in you? Do you want to cum all over it?" It is all I can do to not scream out yes. I moan in response. Then he starts ramming the dildo into my pussy so hard and fast that I almost cum instantly. Then he slows the rhythm down so as to not let me cum yet. Knowing I will cum harder if he brings me up and then backs down a few times, he keeps changing the rhythm. Slow then fast, faster, faster, then stop. I am getting more and more over the edge as he does this. I start to beg him to let me cum, not with words but with the movements and wetness of my body. Then he introduces another of my toys to me. He slowly puts a small, smooth dildo into my anus and I struggles now more out of surprise. Then enjoying the feeling I start to let go and allow myself to be taken over the edge. At first he moves both toys very slowly, alternating as one goes in my pussy the other pulls slowly out of my ass. He changes the pattern so that they are both going the same way at the same time. Then back to the alternation pattern again. To more of my surprise, the toy in my pussy starts to vibrate, sending even more glorious sensations through my body. Making me almost lose control, he continues this pleasure until finally he knows I can take no more. "Cum for me you, slut. I know you want to cum all over me. Show me how much you enjoy this." He says to me finally allowing me to cum is all the encouragement I need to finish. I just let go and start feeling the orgasm wash over me. Starting from my pussy and continuing outward throughout my body, it engulfs me until I am screaming out my pleasure. He enjoys watching me have pleasure and watching me cum. He allows me to relax and enjoy the afterglow for a few minutes while he unties me. Now it is his turn. "On your knees." He orders. More than willingly I jump onto my knees and kiss him. Then go right for his hard and waiting cock. I lick and kiss it for a few seconds. I run my fingers down the inside of his leg and tease the sensitive area under his sack. He moans and then I really start in. I take his delicious cock in my mouth. I make long strokes with my mouth and tongue. He is moaning and grabbing my hair to encourage me on. With my fingers teasing the sensitive under area and my palm pushing against his balls, I use my mouth to give him as much pleasure as he gave me. I continue to suck his cock until he is about ready to cum. He tells me to stop. He grabs me chin, brings me face to his and kisses me. "Make me cum with those beautiful and talented lips of yours." He says. I am more than willing to oblige him. Kissing me way down his chest, teasing his nipples and belly button, I end up at his cock. I start licking him again. He slaps the inside of my thigh to make me part me legs a bit. Then I start in on his cock like I am starving for it. Without warning, he shoves my toy into my dripping wet pussy. "Can you feel that? That is all your juice running down your thighs. You're all wet, slut." His words just fuel my fire more and I increase my speed on his cock. He starts slamming me so hard I am already cumming. His dick muffles my moans as he rams me with the toy. All the sudden my muscles start contracting into another orgasm. Then just as I am losing all sense of control and cumming so hard I can barely think, he explodes into me mouth, moaning. I look up at him with a smile on me face and a small stream of his seed running down my chin. "So, how was work?" Long Day Toby closed her eyes in frustration. How long was it going to take to get home? Another red light. "Shit." Who knew when she spent 4 years in med school she was going to be wasting her life away for corpses. She liked the dead far more than the living, but she was starting to doubt her own mortality more and more everyday. I'll just call Dan, she thought. Dan was Toby's best friend. They'd been close since med school. After his marriage failed, they'd become closer, and the attraction had become harder and harder to resist. Finally, she thought when she pulled into her driveway. As soon as she walked in the door, Ellen, her Great Pyrraniese, jumped on top of her, begging for attention. "hey girl," she said, regaining her footing to check her voicemail. A call from her sister, Vicki, and a call from Dan. I'll call him as soon as I get out of the shower. Taking off her clothes on the way to the bathroom, she imagined herself in bed with him. She shut the dor, and stripped off her remaining garments. Looking at herself in the mirror, she said aloud "I look far better than I'm feeling, these days." With her short blonde hair, pixie face, sparkling green eyes, striking cheekbones, and stubborn chin, she looked great, far younger than she was. Her body, slim as a magicians wand, looked just that. Like magic. Her breasts, an average size, were perky, and he hips were slim, set off by long slim legs. She turned the hot water on full blast and let it scald her ivory skin. Ten minutes later, she was jerked out of her hypnosis by the sound of the doorbell. She turned off the water, and grabbed her black silk robe. Reaching the door, she wondered who it was. As she opened the door, she sighed to herself. Dan was standing there, his black hair ruggedly wind blown. She longed to run her hands through it. She jerked back to reality and realized his beautiful green eyes were focused on her body. She gazed down to see what he was staring at and realized her robe was slightly open, revealing nearly her whole upper body. She pulled it together and his eyes went to hers. "Would you like to come in and share a drink?" she asked huskily, embarrassed by her lack of manners. "No, I'd rather stand outside in this humidity." he joked with a laugh in his tone. She grabbed his hand and started leading him to the couch in the living room, where she left him to get them both drinks. She returned with brandy and sat beside him, inhaling deeply. "What's the matter, honey?" he asked quitly. He gathered her in his arms, and she laid against him. "I'm just tired and sore." He lifted her up and carried her into the bedroom. He laid her on the bed, and went back to shut the door. "Lay on your stomach." He requested as he lit some candles and crossed back to her. He straddled her lower back and whispered "Just relax," close to her ear. She sighed again and closed her eyes. She felt his hands kneading her back. She moaned softly and settled deeper into her pillow. He began with her shoulders and worked his way down. She was acutely aware of her arousal and struggled to lie still. He ran his hands up and down her back, his fingers grazing the sides of her breasts. She drew a breath and tensed her body. He slowly stripped off her robe, tossing it carelessly to the floor. He began nibbling on the back of her neck and she moaned helplessly. He shifted and she rolled into his arms, her naked body pressed hard against his clothed one. She let herself sink into his lips, their tongues clashing and breaths meeting. He lifted his head and said hoarsly "You're so beautiful, I've wanted you for so long." She pulled his mouth back to hers and rolled on top of him, pulling at his clothes. She got his shirt off and had his pants unbuttoned. She got off the bed and took the rest of his clothing off. He tugged on her wrists and she landed, sprawled on top of him. He rolled her over, gave her a thorough kiss, and whispered in her ear "Let me kiss you everywhere." He took her earlobe into his mouth, sucking and nibbling. She moaned in pleasure. He moved down to her breasts and took her nipple into his mouth. He lightly bit down on it, her back arching in pleasure. He had his hand playing with one nipple as he sucked on the other one. He replaced his mouth and hand and made her cry out in pleasure. He moved lower still, keeping his hands on her glorious breasts. He moved to the small patch of blonde hairs between her legs. She jerked her hips and he laughed. He breathed in, basking in the scent of her arousal, and flicked his tongue over her to taste her. Her hips jerked again and she tugged at his hair. He slowly traced her slit with his tongue. Her hand moved to her clit to rub at it, but he simply bit it lightly and said "mine." He inserted a finger into her wet hole and flicked his tongue over her clit, watching her face. Her eyes closed, her mouth open, a loud moan of pleasure escaping her mouth, He inserted another finger and felt her first orgasm. She screamed, pulling his hair, jerking her body in pleasure. He trailed kisses up her body and she rolled over him, his hardness rubbing against her swollen sex. "Your turn" she said huskily, moving quickly down his body. She rapidly put his whole cock in her mouth, nearly swalling it. He nearly came right then, but instead pulled her up and put her on his hard cock. She moaned and started to ride him. He jerked his hips, fucking her hard. She moaned and began to rub at her clit. He watched her, feeling the pressure build at the sight of his cock buried inside of her. She came hard, screaming his name. He slammed himself into her one last time, and filled her with his juices, moaning. "I love you" they said together, and both fell asleep, covered in sweat. Long Day He looked hard at her sleeping in the moonlight next to him; it had been a hard day. She worked hard; she was a nurse and had been for most of their marriage she had more compassion than most in her chosen profession. He had been stable for the first 15 years or so, until he decided his calling was elsewhere, and pursued it. She had supported and tolerated him for those years and the dark years that followed. Through it all she had managed to gather laugh lines in addition to the crow's feet that were creeping onto her soft face. She had been 17 when they met, he had been 18 and was not adept with women, he was rather shy and easily intimidated by females. However, he knew if he did not ask her out it would regret held the rest of his life. She was beautiful, grey-blue eyes, dark blonde hair that reached her well formed ass; she was slender with small breasts. He was average at best. After weeks spent gathering his courage he asked her on a date, she accepted. At the conclusion of their first evening together he realized with some fear that there would never be another woman for him. They were married a bit less then a year later. Seven years after that they had two children (oddly, he found her stretch marks erotic) and a mortgage payment. She was, of course, different after two children and almost 30 years with him, her hair was now cut short, her breasts were a bit larger with the weight she had gained giving him two beautiful children, they were still firm and he found great joy in lightly kissing the nipples and holding her breasts as she and he drifted to sleep. Her ass was a bit larger but if anything, it was even better formed and far more enticing. His favorite way to love her was from behind, she presenting her sex to him, he sliding into her with his hands on her hips. He also was different. Somehow her bearing their children had left him with more weight, making him now slightly below average. Years of sun had begun to take its toll; no longer did he have a young man's firm skin. Joints ached with a lifetime of a young mans foolishness. Too late he had gained the maturity and sense of purpose of a man, but his love for her had never wavered, he loved and protected her more fiercely then he had thought possible. She was a mature a woman now in addition to raising their children, she had raised him, they had raised each other. The good years and the bad had in the end, forged them into a stronger couple. They stood together, sat together, laughed together, and cried together. At times they fucked with wild abandon, like animals in rut. At times they made love with a tender depth and passion so encompassing that he had to turn away lest she see the tears in his eyes. They loved with a depth and strength of passion neither could have imagined 30 years ago. He wanted her, her body, her soul. He needed to feel her warmth around him; it had been a rough day. She had had a hard day she was tired. He kissed her softly, chastely on the cheek. He lay down next to her cupping her breast in his hand and waited for sleep to overtake his weary mind and body. Sleepily she turned to him and he found her in his arms, drowsily nuzzling his neck. His hand softly trailed down her spine until his fingers were at her ass cleavage. He gently played with her crack, rubbing back and forth with an occasional movement to the side where he could give her ass cheek a gentle squeeze. He bent his head to her to softly kiss her neck and was rewarded as a moan of pleasure escaped her lips and she slid her hand towards his growing member. She lifted her lips to his ear, nibbled and murmured "I was hoping you weren't too tired for this." Her warm hand gently encompassed his balls. She rolled him onto his back, straddled him and with her hands cupping his face slowly and thoroughly kissed his mouth. He inhaled her breath and drank deeply of her, returning her kiss, their tongues dancing together exploring the others well known mouth. His hands moved to her hips, lightly he trailed his fingertips up her sides until he reached the soft sensitive skin near her breasts were he paused to let more of his hands contact her warm flesh. His left hand slid in towards her breast, just enough that his thumb covered her fully erect nipple, he gave her nipple a flick and broke their kiss. His right hand moved down to her waist and came to rest on her hip as he brought his lips to her neck where he kissed and lightly bit his way to her shoulder. She shuddered in expectation of coming pleasure. He smiled inwardly with pride at his ability please his woman and kept his lips moving toward her breast. She brought a hand to her breast and moved herself, easing her breast into his mouth. Supporting herself with one arm she used the other to firmly press his head to her. Then entwining her fingers in his hair she pulled his head away from her breast and down onto the bed. She sat up straight, still straddling him, and they each watched the moonlight play on the other as a warm breeze ruffled the thin gauze curtains. She smiled seductively, and moved back, bending she kissed his nipples and progressed down his stomach to his now fully erect cock. Kissing the base of his cock she took his balls in one hand and gently squeezed as she kissed and licked her way to the head which was now oozing precum. He groaned in pleasure and ground his hips, she placed her other hand firmly on his hip wordlessly telling him to stop squirming. She looked up to find him watching her and purred "you have the most perfect cock, may I have it? Please?" All he could do was rasp out "yes" as she swallowed his cock, taking the full length of it as her nose rubbed his pubic hair and she squeezed his balls. She moved her head back her lips applying pressure to his shaft until all that remained in her mouth was the head and her tongue played intricate patterns on the end of his dick. She continued to lavish attention on his member until he could take no more and he pushed her head away. She looked up at him, hurt registering in her eyes until he brought her to him. He kissed her possessively and rolled her onto her back. She shuddered with anticipation at what she hoped was coming. He knelt between her legs and placed a finger to her slit, it was wet and he slid two fingers into her slit, sliding them up and down spreading her juices completely about her sex. He brought his hand to his mouth to taste the sweet muskiness of her. He bent forward and again kissed her completely, possessively. He rose up, kneeling between her legs he looked at her before him, he never tired of looking at her, the shadows cast by her breasts in the moonlight, her hair splayed across the pillow, the curve from hip to waist. He still did not understand, and probably never would, why she had chosen him. But as always he was profoundly moved and thankful for the gift of her body that she offered him so willingly. He bent forward bringing his male to her female; she took him in hand and guided him to enter her. The warmth, the wet, the contact it took his breath away. She gasped in delight as he slid into her. He whispered in her ear "you are my woman, I claim you as mine." He thrust possessively and aggressively into her. A soft whimper escaped her as she whispered back "I am yours, gladly, wholly, and you are mine." "Forever" he murmured "forever yours." They moved together, slowly, tenderly, passionately. He began to move faster, aggressively pumping her, she began to chant in time with his thrusts "yes," "yes" she hoarsely whispered as he began to pound her. She moved a hand to her pussy and began to rub her button with two fingers, her other arm went around his shoulders and she pulled him down to her. His breath was ragged; she knew he was close to consummating their love. She furiously rubbed her clit, gasping, she knew she was on the brink of her own orgasm, she grunted and buried her face in his shoulder, feeling the intense waves of pleasure overtake her and blot out the world, her cum arrived. He knew she had arrived and that her joy was now, her gasping and the release of her tension were too much for him. He could contain himself no longer, when he felt her teeth in his shoulder his cock shuddered and his balls contracted. He could feel his semen begin the journey along his shaft, each muscle squeezing in sequence until his load shot from his cock forcefully into her cunt. He was spent. She clung to him as if desperate; holding her he softly requested she relax and kissed her cheek, her ear, her neck, her shoulder. She was still in her orgasm, he held her tight until she began to relax, she was spent. He stroked her face and neck. He bade her to sleep and whispered his love for her. Long Day It all seemed to happen in slow motion. The guy at the dealership had just handed me the keys to the brand new Celica. It was so red it almost hurt the eyes. Every toy and whistle possible to add was part of the deal. I am sure I had a big shit eating grin on my face when I popped the clutch and pulled out into traffic. I scrimped and saved to buy the car, months of damned back breaking work shoving packages from pallets onto a conveyor belt. I knew damn good and well I would have no problem getting women to hop into this machine. That was part of the reason I was buying it, the other was that my old Ford truck was on it's last legs. So far the old Ford had always started but most mornings it took five minutes. Plus I was now carrying a full gallon of bulk oil behind the front seat. I even let the insurance lapse, why bother? The damn truck was worth maybe $200, and I was a good driver so no point in dropping the full value of the damn thing every 3 months. Besides, it made the day I got the new machine come even faster. Then I saw the big sale ad at the dealership. The bald headed guy had seen me so many times he knew my first name. He filled out the 300 or so forms for me to sign, and the machine was mine. No interest for a full year, dang! Well, not until January which was just 5 months, but still. All I had to do was drop by my insurance agent, get coverage, life would be good again! I was fiddling with the radio, some talk show host was screaming something about how he "Couldn't take it anymore!" screw that. Gimmee some tunes! I looked both ways, popped the clutch, satisfied with how easy the tires let out a nice squeal. Then I reached back for the radio. BAM! Coming back to my senses, I looked up and saw the hood folded back against the windshield. My eyes hurt, my hand hurt, it felt like someone had popped me right in the face. I shoved the wad of air bag off of me, tried to climb out. The damn door opened part way and stopped. I saw the other driver getting out, too, a young woman with long dark hair. "Are you all right?" She asked, leaning in towards my window. "Yea, I think so." I kept pushing at the damn door. A couple of guys came up and pulled on it, finally getting it open far enough I could squeeze out. The bald headed guy from the dealership stood there looking at the car. "Boy, you didn't get very far." He said. I thought about wrapping my hands around his neck and just squeezing. "You pulled out right in front of me." The woman said. "Bullshit! I looked both ways!" Then I realized my car was in the oncoming lane facing the wrong way, I had never made it to the center divider. I looked at my brand new car, steam pouring out from under the hood. The left front corner was shoved all the way back to the cab, the hood was folded upwards in the middle, windshield smashed. It was totalled. It sure was red, though. Realization set in. My insurance agent's office was just a few blocks away, the papers sitting on his desk waiting for me. "In force as soon as you drop by and sign, no problems." Steve had said. He had tried to get me to sign them right then, but I wanted to see if I could get at least $200 tradein out of my truck, they had only offered me $150. I realized someone was asking me for my driver's license, I looked over and a cop stood there. He wrote me a ticket for failure to yield, just great. I looked at the copy he gave me, $228 fine. Great. A tow truck came and got the remains of my machine, I simply stood there unsure of what to do next. "Do you need a ride somewhere?" I realized the woman was still standing there, looking at me oddly. My mind had been a mile away. I looked over at the car she was driving. What the fuck was that thing? The only damage was a broken headlight and the bumper bent maybe 2 inches. "1964 Nash Rambler." she said, reading my mind. "They are really solid built cars." No shit. Swell. I got run over by a fucking bulldozer. "Maybe to my apartment?" I said, not relishing the 4 mile walk. Besides, I had maybe 2 dollars in my pocket, no taxi was going to come. "Sure, come on." She reached out and took my hand, for God's sake. I went meekly along. I looked her over as she started the old thing and pulled out. It seemed to purr smoothly. She was about my age, there was no hiding the fact that she was full busted, slender, pretty in some ways. Her nose was pointed, there were streaks of color in her hair, her clothes were a simple blouse and skirt, modest to the middle of her knees. Just a nice looking young woman. "Teresa." She smiled at me, answering the question before I could ask it. "Dan." We pulled up in front of my apartment complex, I turned and thanked her and said I was sorry for the accident. "Oh, no problem, things happen. My car isn't really hurt, anyway it's old." I thought of my brand new Celica, I hadn't even gotten it out of first gear. A four year contract, no insurance. Swell. "Say, do you mind? I need to...may I come in?" She asked, that same sweet smile on her face. I thought of the clothes piled over the back of the couch, the 3 days of dishes in the sink. My cat's litterbox was down to just one corner left this morning, I had scooped the lumps over a bit to make room. Oh well. "Sure, come on in." We walked up the one flight of stairs to my place, I held the door for her. I was grateful for the candle I had lit before I left, it covered up most of the odor from the damn Cat and the remains of too many pizzas for dinner. "Oh, a kitty!" She exclaimed, acting excited. "Don't touc...." I got out, knowing that the damned Cat would rip her from one end to the other if she touched it. She scooped the thing up in her arms, it instantly flopped over on it's back and started purring. Fucking Cat. Finally she put the Cat down, went into my bathroom. She was in there for a long time, I thought of going and knocking on the door when she came out. "Want some coffee?" I asked her, since the pot I had put on had just finished gurgling. "Sure!" Another bright smile lit up her face. We sat and chatted, she told me about her studies at the college. Medicine, she said. I mentioned how I had saved for nearly a year to buy the Celica, her face went sad at that. "Plus I didn't get the insurance papers signed." "Oh, my, I am really sorry." I was just telling her about how I would probably have to make the payments anyway, four years of that to look forward to. "Oh. You are bleeding!" I reached up and wiped my nose, a streak of blood showed on the back of my hand. "Here, let me help you." She went into the bathroom, came out with some tissues and a cool washcloth. I tipped my head back as she bathed my face. "Are you hurt anywhere else?" I had noticed that my left shoulder was starting to ache, and my right wrist. I mentioned that. "Take off your shirt." "I will be OK." "Take OFF your shirt!" I meekly started undoing the buttons. I peeled back my shirt, there was an angry welt on my shoulder and upper chest, my wrist felt stiff, too. Teresa stepped over, peeled my shirt down and off my shoulders. She reached in her purse, pulled out a bottle of some kind of lotion. She spread that on my shoulder, rubbed it in. That felt good. I noticed that she smelled nice, too. I glanced at her as she leaned over me, her blouse gapped slightly, showing a hint of cleavage. She caught my glance, smiled. Her hands were stroking over my shoulders and down my chest, almost to my nipples. I felt a stirring in my groin. Dang. I saw her expression change, her hands weren't kneading me now, they were stroking. Our eyes met, she stopped. I sensed her breathing changed. "What is happening?" she asked, softly. Her fingers had reached the nipple on the right side of my chest, they just seemed to hesitate there, touching me. Fire. I took a deep breath, in gasps. "I am not sure." I leaned forward, it was only inches, our lips met. It was like an electric shock. I reached out for her, she slid with no resistance into my arms. I ignored the flash of pain as she squirmed around to end up beside me on the couch. "I don't...." She managed, as our lips met again. My right hand came up, cradled her breast, she let out a sigh. Then we were tearing at each other's clothing, I managed to get her skirt undone, her blouse unbuttoned as she tugged at the clasp on my belt. She wore a plain white bra, I reached behind her and tripped the simple catch, her bare breasts swung free. Large and round with a hint of a sag, her nipples were soft and pale. Both nipples were slightly inverted right at the tip. My mouth came down, I sucked slightly and felt first one, then the other release and turn outwards. Then my hands were on her hips, I got my fingers into the waistband of her panties, slid one side down her hip. She lifted to help me, I peeled them down her legs and off, casting them to the floor. She stood up, the skirt dropped to the floor, she stepped out of it. I swear, then she blushed. "I don't...this is crazy..." She said, reaching down for her skirt. I sat there with the biggest boner I ever had in my life, watching her as she stood there with the skirt in her hand. Teresa looked at me, then glanced down, her face flushed red. "Oh, damn." She dropped the skirt again, stood there naked looking at me. I sat there looking back, suddenly feeling stupid. I almost didn't know what to do, women were something I chased, wined, dined. Sex was slipped up on, until finally with some luck I would manage the conquest. That had actually worked once a few months back. Here stood this fine looking woman naked right in front of me, and I sat on the couch with nothing on but my pants. I held out my hand, that is all it took. She piled right into the middle of me, almost squashing the cat that had gotten curious and risked one of it's nine lives. I had my hands full of fine squirming woman, our lips met and stayed there as I tried to feel every part of her at once. Then I felt her hands tugging at the buttons on my 501's again. She was having a hell of a time, finally I reached down and managed to get some of them unhooked. My erection pressed the front of my briefs outwards, as I felt her fingers tugging at the waistband it flashed in my mind that I was glad I had put on a fresh pair this morning. In fact, everything I had on was new, this was NEW CAR DAY! Then I remembered my car, smashed all to shit. My dick started to wilt as I thought about no insurance and those huge payments that would mean boxed noodles and cheese for the next four years. Then Teresa's hands found me and wrapped around me, I forgot all about the damned car again. She scooted down the couch, getting into position so she could.... She could... She did! Her mouth opened and wrapped around me, I realized I was looking directly at her swollen groin, a tuft of upturned pubic hair doing little to hide her excitement.. Not a clue what to do, I had never in my life.... I leaned forwards and licked her puffy lips, experimenting. Her body shuddered, her leg lifted to allow me access. This made the wisp of pubic hair part, she looked shiny and wet. I licked her again, rewarded with another shudder. She was sucking on me furiously, I was having trouble trying to return the favor, all I could think of was my balls snugging up tightly as she worked on me. I pressed my lips to her, letting my tongue flick out, she let out a moan. Hell, I was getting the hang of this, I thought, just as I couldn't hold back any more and let go. Teresa leaned back, staring as both of her hands squeezed and stroked at me. Huge gobs flew through the air and landed on the coffee table and floor. She giggled, I leaned forwards and gave her another lick, dragging the flat of my tongue up and over her. That seemed to do it, I felt her thighs clench so I did it some more. Her hands on me stopped, she held my erection firmly as her stomach muscles rippled. Then her legs clamped shut as her head leaned back, eyes closed in a grimace. That seemed to last a full half a minute before she relaxed. "God..damn..that was good!" She said. I grinned, completely proud of myself. Then I realized my phone was ringing. I got up naked, walked across the room to answer it. I looked back at Teresa, she was now stretched out on the couch, her medium breasts and snug abdomen with the tuft of dark hair between her legs was beautiful. I almost decided to not answer, the sight had me beginning to stiffen again. "Hello?" "Boy you didn't get very far." The voice said. I recognized the voice, it was Steve from the insurance company. "What's up?" I figured he probably had the bad news. "I need you to drop by and fill out the report." "What for?" "The accident. I put a binder on your policy after you left, so you are covered." I think I yelled so loud he could have heard me without the phone. "How did you know I had an.....?" "Hell, I could see it out my window, boy that was dumb." He laughed. "Anyway, come in and fill out the report, sign the papers." "OK." "One more thing." "What's that?" "Your rate will go up." He laughed and hung up. I looked over at Teresa, she was watching me with a smile. I walked over to her lay down and began nuzzling her breasts, her hand came back and held the back of my head. Then I slid up into position, she reached down with one hand and guided me as I pressed into her soft folds. I could see the Cat sitting there watching us from across the room, curious. Then it lay down and began to lick it's ass. Fucking Cat. I let out an involuntary giggle as I stroked in and out of Teresa. She lifted her hips to meet me, holding me with both arms. One darn long day, it seemed. I had a feeling it would get longer, and more interesting. Long Day Another, incredibly long day. Where anything and everything is so wrong. I walk into the house, just wanting to sit down and vegetate for the next 12 hours. As I walk through the house a fantastic smell comes from the kitchen. At the entry table is a candle burning with a bottle of wine opened and two empty glasses. Fresh garlic bread, herbs, mushrooms. Which means steaks are marinating. As I round the corner the lingering scent of my favorite female. You never even hear me. I stand in the doorway, watching. You have on my favorite shirt, barefoot and dancing as you glide around the kitchen. I slip in behind you, wrapping one arm around your waist and pulling you into me, as the other moves your hair away from your neck. Kissing your earlobe and blowing softly into your ear, I can feel the goose-bumps rising. I move my hand up to your chest feeling your nipples harden instantly. Leaning more back into me, moaning. Your hands reaching behind you, you stroke my cock through my jeans as we continue to sway to the music. I reach my hand down your thighs and up to your hips, pulling you into my crotch, feeling your skin. No barrier of clothing. Turning you around slowly, nibbling my way around your neck, letting my hands caress your hips and waist. I begin to unbutton the shirt slowly, pulling the collar to one side over your shoulder, kissing and caressing more. Moving my thumb over your tit, listening to you moan, "More". Dropping your head back, you allow me more access to your neck, and those beautiful tits. Feeling your breath quicken as I first nibble and lave on one nipple, then moving to the other. Sucking pulling them to tighter peaks. My hands moving up and down your spine, resting on your ass, molding, you into me. Moving to drop the shirt to the floor, I step back to enjoy the view. You move forward to me, placing your hand on my neck, you pull me to those soft luscious lips and kiss me deeply. Letting our tongues dance and explore as we sway once again to the music. All the while you un-tuck my shirt and lift it off to toss over your shoulder. As you take a step back you look at me up and down, like a kid let loose in a candy store. Your eyes deepen in blue as your desire increases. You unbutton my jeans and slide them down ever so slowly. You run your nails down my bare ass, pushing my jeans to the knees. Moving down my body, removing my pants first from one leg then the other as your caress up and down my legs with your fingers and nails. God I love those nails!! Coming back up, you take my engorged cock into your mouth, deep. Playing your tongue all around, then sucking up off my shaft, as you continue up. Raking your nails up my ass, letting your breast rub across my twitching cock. Grabbing you by the shoulders I pull you up and drop to first one nipple sucking and biting as my hand moves into your oh-so-wet, slick pussy. I moan at the same time you do. Not being able to stop myself I immediately increase the rhythm. Feeling you starting to contract as I move my two fingers in and out of you, faster. I can feel your cum building, pushing you up against the counter, for you to balance. Never missing a beat as you build more. Quickly kneeling down in front of you, removing my hand, you moan. Your juices flowing down all over your inner thighs. Placing my hands between your thighs and up to hold your ass, I lift slightly as your legs spread open for me. Licking my way to your center core. Diving directly into you. Taking one long lick up your pussy and tickling your clit ever so slightly. Quivering, you place your hands on my shoulders to steady yourself. Pushing and controlling your cum. Listening to you scream my name as you shudder. I continue. Pushing. Prodding. Throwing you off the cliff. Slowly I release you. You start to slide down the cabinets. Picking you up I carry you to the dining table. Being your just putty in my hands, I set your feet down on the floor. I turn you to bend over the table. Moaning, you spread your legs again, giving me perfect access and a gorgeous view. I bend forward to kiss from your neck down your back and I push my cock deep into you. Pulling your hips against me, slowly I rotate, getting deeper. I can feel your pussy clamp onto my cock. Sucking in my breath I try to hold back, as you start to move and clench harder on me. I pull out to just the tip and just barely move in and out as you moan. Making me harder with every noise you make. Stroke for stroke you match my rhythm. I can feel you cum, as your juices flow more now, down my shaft to my balls. Pulling out more then deep again, again and again. Moving harder against you, listening to you start to yell for more. Pushing into me... How Long was your Day? Miss me yet? Long Day He slammed her against the rough pink stucco wall, simultaneously undoing her belt and claiming her mouth with his own. She leans her head back and closes her eyes as she moans with pleasure. He sinks his teeth into her shoulder and his fingers into her panties as her eyes snap open. "Hey...no..."She whispers, struggling to pull away. He pushes against her, harder, smirking at her as she has an internal battle. Should she let him touch her, tease her, torment her, here against this wall in a deserted parking lot in the middle of the afternoon? Or should she make him stop, and go home, and keep her sweet and innocent reputation? She doesn't have much of a chance to make a decision. He stops her protests by putting just enough pressure on her clit to please her. Her eyes roll upwards, towards the bright blue sky, and she pulls him forward to kiss her. He slips his fingers out and pulls down the straps of her tank top, the tiny little tight shirt that's been teasing him at the office all day. He pulls it down, so it's wrapped around her waist and she leans in to kiss him, harder then the last time and he bites her bottom lip. She smiles as he tugs her bra down to rest with her shirt, and she reaches for his shirt, to undo it, so she can run her nails across his abs and down his back. He stops her with another quick little smirk and begins to bite and suck on each on of her nipples in turn. She hears a rustling and quickly pulls away, turning away from him to cover herself up. He's not going to let her get away that fast. No one is there, and he's been forced to stay calm watching her thong rise above her jeans for 11 hours straight. She gasps as he grabs her and pushes her against the rough wall. They're back to back now and he's pushing her thong aside, giving himself better access and biting her neck and her shoulder. She struggles to get away, scared that there going to get caught, and scared of how badly she wants him to continue. "Please...stop...this is wrong..." She whispers as he continues to tease her. He can feel her getting wet, and he knows his secret little Princess doesn't want him to stop. He pushes against her, teasing her clit, feeling her pleasure as her muscles began to tense. She struggled a bit more, trying to pull away, but he just pushes harder, moved his fingers faster, makes her gasp for her breath. "You want this. I can tell you do. You've been teasing me all day; you knew what was going to happen if you came up here with me. Don't try and get away." He whispered in her ear, his breath hot on her skin. She could feel her muscles tensing up more, and her knees were getting weaker by the second. Her turned her around and held her body against the cold wall, as he once more began to bite at her nipples, while still stroking and teasing her soft wet cunt. He held her body tightly, she still slightly struggled to get free, so worried for no reason, they wouldn't be caught. She moaned and pushed her hips against the rough wall, letting herself enjoy the way her body was so sensually being violated right there, in that deserted parking lot where anyone in one of the neighbouring apartments or businesses could walk by and see them. She felt naughty, a feeling she'd never learned to enjoy before. He was making her weak, her muscles tight, her pussy wet. He was biting her shoulder again, harder this time, right on the muscle, and while it hurt, she couldn't help but shiver with the pleasure it brought her. She'd been fantasizing about him all day, when he'd been at his desk and she was leaning over, talking to him. All she'd wanted to do was throw the keyboard out of the way, and let him bend her over the desk, and take her, right there, in front of all their coworkers. She was beginning to lose control and he could tell. Her eyes rolled back into her head and her breathing became heavier and ragged. Her thighs, her abs, all her muscles, were tightening up even more now. He pressed harder, faster, still playing with her clit, sucking on her hard nipples again, watching her shiver and shake with anticipation. Braced up against the wall, they could both feel her about to explode. She was moaning his name now, begging him to stop again. He wasn't going to, he never would. He liked the way she looked, with her back arched, hips protruding, head thrown back, eyes rolling upwards, on the verge of orgasm. He made her come, and smiled as he did. She cried out his name again, eyes wide, pupils directed at the sky, body trembling with a pleasure she'd rarely felt before. He pushed her against the wall and kissed her, softly, gently on the lips, as she closed her eyes, catching her breath. Slowly, she sank to the ground, legs weak, she leaned her head back and kept her eyes closed as he lit up a smoke and looked down at her. She opened her eyes and smiled at him. He smirked back as he took another drag. He sat down next to her and wrapped his arm around her bare shoulders. She snuggled into him and breathed in his intoxicating scent. They stayed like that until her breathing became normal. Sitting up, his fingers trailed along her spine, making her shiver and look back at him, blushing. She pulled her bra back up, and tugged her tank top over it. He helped her up and then wrapped his arms around her, her forehead leaning against his chest. He could still see down her shirt, see her nipples and he slid his hand back up to play with them, underneath her shirt. She pushed him away and smiled up at him, letting him know she had to run away now. He gave her another one of his infamous smirks, and then kissed her slowly, softly, and sweetly one more time. She picked up her purse, and gave him one last little smile, and walked away, headphones in, smiling at the sunshine. He turned and walked the other direction, taking another drag of his cigarette, heading back to his apartment to get ready to have dinner with his girlfriend. But it won't be his girlfriend he'll be thinking about in bed tonight. Long Day It was hot, too hot for the end of October. I entered my only slightly cooler house to escape from the blazing sun. I flopped down in my favorite easy chair and closed my eyes for a few minutes. After all the yard work, I was in dire need of a shower. I then heard the shower upstairs running. Who the hell was in my shower? I got up out of my chair and headed up stairs. When I got to my bedroom, I quietly entered. I moved to the bathroom door and peered through the slight opening left by my mysterious intruder. I could see through the glass walls of the shower that it was a woman, standing with her back to me, a woman with a sexy body and wearing a black body stocking. Now that is different, I thought to myself, what a novel way to wash a piece of lingerie. Wait, who is she and why is she in my shower? I wanted to go in and confront her but part of me wanted to just stand there and watch. She turned slowly, letting the water flow down her incredible curves. I could feel my cock swelling in my shorts. Her hands moved over her body, stimulating her erect nipples, squeezing her breasts, gliding over her flat stomach and down to her pussy. Her eyes were closed and she placed her back against the tiled wall and slid down until her lovely ass touched one of the shower benches. Reaching to her right she changed from the standard shower nozzle to the overhead rain shower head. Her legs spread wide as the fingers of her left hand entered her pussy while her right hand fondled her breasts. I stood there, mouth a gape and my cock soaking the front of my shorts. What do I do? My hand seemed to know as it found its way to my dick and started to pump away. I pulled off my sweat soaked t-shirt and managed to get my shorts down to my ankles. I stepped out of my old tennis shoes and stroked my cock to the incredible woman masturbating in my shower. I could hear her moan over the hiss of the shower nozzle as she continued to pleasure herself. I couldn't take it any longer. I pushed open the bathroom door and walked to the shower. She didn't seem to notice me or didn't care. I opened the glass shower door and stepped in, closing it behind me. "Mmmmmmm...I was wondering when you were going to join me," she said in a sultry voice. She opened her eyes, and beaconed me closer with the curling of one of her manicured fingers. "How did you get here?" I asked more than a little confused. "I need you to help me," she said as I moved closed. She took my hand from my cock and pulled me down to my knees in front of her. She placed my hand on her warm wet nylon encased thigh, putting her hand on my head and pulling me forward to her open pussy. I just went with it, placing my other hand on her opposite thigh. I pulled her to me until her ass was at the edge of the bench. I then spread her legs wide and placed them over my shoulders. The water cascading down on us made her body stocking look extra slick. Her pussy lips were open and I could see her swollen clit throbbing before my eyes. These erotic images were making my cock even more painfully hard. I kissed her pussy softly at first then more firmly. I moved my kisses down along her pulsing pussy lips. She rocked her hips up exposing her whole over heated sex to my attentions. I flattened my tongue and ran it back up to her hard clit. Sucking it into my mouth, my tongue flicked lightly over her sensitive bud. Her body shook as my assault on her clit continued. "Oh my god baby...That feels wonderful...don't stop...Aaaahhhh...mmmmm..." she moaned and squirmed as I devoured her pussy. My hands ran over her stomach and thighs, feeling the firmness of her muscles through her silky body stocking. It was an addictive feeling, soft, luxurious, and absolutely sexy! I released her clit and licked my way back down to her wet opening, stabbing my tongue deep inside her. "Aaaaahhhhh..." she cried as her body arched up, lifting her ass off the tiled bench. I tried to bury more of my tongue even deeper into her grasping hole. My mouth was being flooded with her juices mixed with the water flowing over her body, and I was drinking it all in. I returned to her clit and replaced my tongue in her pussy with the middle finger of my right hand. I curled my finger circling the tip inside her. I sucked hard on her clit and nipped it with my teeth then flicked it with my tongue. I added a second finger and I felt the convulsions in her pussy begin. Her breathing was coming in short gasps and her thighs were quivering. "Yes...yes...yes...that's it baby, I'm gonna cum...I'm gonna cum...YES!" she screamed and her thighs clamped tightly around my head. I held my breath and didn't stop what I was doing. Her hips thrust into my face as if she was going to force me inside her. I wasn't about to let up, giving her pleasure became my mission. As her orgasm crashed over her, my lungs were burning from the lack of air but I ignored it as best I could. My fingers were being crushed by the clenching muscles of her love tunnel. Her tremors began to subside and she released my head from the death grip of her silken thighs. She placed her hands on my cheeks as I gently licked her pussy while she came down from her orgasmic high. Every time my tongue touched her sensitive clit, her body shook uncontrollably. When she couldn't take any more, she pulled me up to her face and kissed me hard on the lips. Her legs came up and wrapped around my waist, squeezing tightly. I pressed my hips forward and felt my cock touch her dripping pussy. With a bit of effort I managed to sink the head of my cock into her well lubed pussy. "Mmmmmmmm..." she moaned as we maintained our passionate kiss. I picked her up, impaling her completely on my rigid dick. I turned around and sat on the bench. She grunted and moaned and thrust her hips like an animal in heat. I could tell she was cumming again. My cock was being squeezed and pulled in the most incredible ways. I couldn't take much more as I felt my balls begin to tighten. I thrust up to meet her moves and she went wild. "Fuck me...fuck me...yes...yes...Oh god...oh god...fuck me!" "Aaaaaahhhhh...I'm cumming!" I shouted as the first shot of my cum fired into her steamy pussy. My eyes flew open as I shuddered. I saw my cock had tented my shorts as a large wet spot formed. It took a second to get my bearings as my cum drenched me in my clothes. I sat up straight and realized I was sitting in my chair. "Shit!" I exclaimed as I sank back into my recliner. I closed my eyes again trying to calm my breathing. What the hell just happened? I can't believe I just had a wet dream. I laughed and thought to myself that I really needed to take a shower now. My eyes opened again. What is that I'm hearing? It sounds like my shower! Long Day at Work I have a long day at work and get home at about 6:00. When I walk through the door, my daddy is waiting for me. He takes my coat and handbag and sets them aside. He gives me a big hug and kiss and asks me how my day was. He takes me by the hand and leads me into the bathroom where he has drawn a bubble bath. There is soft music playing, incense burning and candles lit. He undresses me, puts my hair into a clip to keep it dry and helps me into the tub. He returns with a beverage for me and sits beside me. He picks up a washcloth and gently washes my back. I can see that my daddy is going to pamper me tonight because I’ve been working so hard. I wonder what he has in store for me next…did he make me dinner or will he give me a massage or both? My daddy leaves the bathroom, surely to get me another surprise or to get some warm pajamas for me to wear. When he returns, I am relaxing with my head back and my eyes closed. Before I can open my eyes to see what’s next for me, I feel something around my throat. I instinctively put my hand up to feel what it is and my hand is slapped. I cry out in surprise and my daddy says, “Bitch, pampering time is over, for the rest of the night you will do what your daddy says. The more you fight me, the more severe your punishment will be. Do you understand?” When I don’t answer quickly enough, I feel a strong hand slap me across my face. “Look at you starting already. I’m going to break you tonight, slut,” my daddy says. “Now one more time, DO YOU UNDERSTAND what tonight is all about?” Quickly this time I say, “Yes, sir.” I quickly realize that tonight my daddy is serious. There is no playing and no mercy. I resolve to do exactly what he says so I don’t suffer any more than I already have to. Just as I come to this realization, I feel a rough tug around my neck. I realize my daddy has put a collar around my neck just as he uses the chain leash to drag me out of the bathtub. What started out as a night of being the Queen will obviously end up as a night of being a submissive slut only useful for serving my daddy. My daddy drags me out of the bathtub and puts me on my hands and knees with my ass facing the door. He lets out the water and tells me to quickly dry myself off and stay exactly where I am – on my hands and knees. While he’s gone, I do as I’m told and begin to tremble at the thought of what is in store for me next but I stay exactly where I am. He returns a few minutes later but I dare not say a word. Without thinking, I turn my head slightly to see what he is doing. Before I can get a good look, I feel a sharp pain on my ass. My daddy has the paddle and I have disobeyed him by turning around. He spanks me several more times and just as suddenly as he started, he stops spanking me and I feel the weight of his body on my back and strong pull on the leash around my neck. I can barely breath. He whispers in my ear, “Do you think it’s cute to disobey Daddy? Do you think Daddy is playing a little game and you can cry a little and use that baby voice and get me to stop and wait on your spoiled ass for the rest of the night?” “No, sir,” I say. “Good slut.” My daddy stands up and I so want to turn around and see what he is doing but I know better. It seems like forever before I feel the next sensation. At first I can’t figure out what he is doing to me. It doesn’t hurt but it doesn’t feel like anything my daddy has ever done. I realize he is writing on me with a marker. I don’t dare to ask him what he is writing or to ask him to stop. I just take it like a good slut. He stops and stands up again. He grabs the leash and tugs on it just a little bit this time. He said “Good girl.” I don’t have to think much about the next sensation I feel on my back and ass. I know this one for sure. My daddy has picked up one of the candle and he’s dripping the wax all over me. I cry out because of the sudden pain and every time I cry out I feel a tug on the leash, each time the tug gets rougher and takes more of my breath from me. The burning stops and I am so thankful. I hear my daddy leave the room. I promise myself to stay exactly where I am, no matter how long he’s gone because I don’t know how much more I can take and I know I’ll get it if I move an inch. He’s thankfully only gone a few moments and when he returns I see a flash of light. I realize he’s taking pictures of me wearing a collar and leash, on my hands and knees with something written on my back, candle wax spilled all over me and my ass probably red from the spanking. He takes a few pictures and then stops. He walks over to me and grabs the leash and puts something in my hand. I feel that it is a little dildo covered with lube. He says, “You know what to do with that, whore.” I go to insert the dildo in my pussy and he jerks on the leash the hardest he has all night. I think I’ll faint from the choking. “Ohhhhh no, you would enjoy that you filthy slut. I want it in your tight little ass.” He lets go of the leash and I rest my shoulders on the tub. I reach around with one hand to put the dildo in my ass and the other hand to part my ass cheeks. I slowly put the dildo in my ass just as my daddy has commanded. I hear him say, “Good job, slut, get it nice and ready for your daddy’s big cock. The more you stretch it out, the less it will hurt.” I continue to fuck my own ass and my Daddy takes pictures of me. I feel humiliated on the floor of my bathroom, burning from the candle wax and spanking, short of breath from the choking and fucking my own ass. After a few minutes of this, my ass feels much looser and I pray that the ass fucking I’m about to receive won’t hurt too much. My Daddy tells me to stop and I put the dildo down. I know what’s next. I can feel him approaching me. He still has a hold on the leash. He straddles my ass and starts to rub his cock in my ass crack. I can feel that it’s as hard and long as it’s ever been. I know that treating me like a filthy slut has turned my Daddy on and that makes me so happy and the all the pain I’m feeling is easier to bear knowing that I am pleasing him. He takes his cock in his hand and puts just the head in my asshole. He mercifully lets me get used to just his thick cock head. While he begins to fuck, he wraps the leash around his hand and he tugs on the collar with each thrust into ass. He gives me more and more and more of his big black cock and I don’t cry or flinch once, knowing my punishment will be much more painful than his beautiful big dick in my ass. He fucks me for what seems like forever. He forces me tell him over and over what a filthy whore I am and how much I worship my Daddy’s big thick black cock and how much I love it when he stretches my little asshole out. He says, "Take that dick you dirty bitch and maybe I won’t have to hurt you too much more tonight.” I take all my Daddy’s dick like a good girl over and over again. “Daddy, I love your huge cock, fuck my ass harder and harder. Use me as your cum slut. I want your hot cum deep in my asshole.” When I say that, my Daddy rewards me with his hot wet load in my ass. I feel him cumming forever and it hurts so much when he does. He tugs the leash until I feel like I am going to faint and he thrusts into my ass deeper than he ever has. When he pulls out I feel like my ass is the size of a tunnel and I feel his precious hot load spilling out of my ass. As soon as he’s finished, he picks up the camera and takes more humiliating pictures of me on the floor like a worthless whore, his cum pouring out of my asshole. I can feel that he also taking extreme close ups, all the details of our filthy anal sex for anyone to see. I am sure that this is it - that my Daddy has used me like a useless whore cum bucket for long enough. I just know we’ll go lay on the couch cuddle up and watch TV. But instead he, throws a towel on me and says, “You look like such a filthy whore kneeling there, get your ass up and take a shower and clean yourself up for your Daddy. Don’t even think you’re done.” I start to cry quietly now. I thought I had served my Daddy well but he wants more. I stand up and take a shower. He joins me there in a few minute and orders me on my knees to wash his cock. “You better wash it good whore or you’ll be tasting your own ass while I fuck your mouth.” I gently and thoroughly wash my Daddy’s beautiful cock along with the rest of his body. For the first time since I was in the tub, my Daddy is gentle with me. He washes my back and tells me, “You’re being such a good slut. You took all of your Daddy’s cock like a good little whore. Daddy is proud of you. I may even let you cum one time tonight. Would you like that little girl?” “Yes sir, I would. Whatever makes you happy Daddy.” You notice that I answer quickly and can barely look you in the eye. You know you are finally starting to break this slut and you stand there deciding how to use me for the rest of the night… Long Day At Work I walked in the door and sighed. Another long day at work. I need to relax a little before I go to bed. I stretch as I head to the bathroom. I turn on the water and adjust it to perfection. I drop in some bath oil beads and go to heat some water for tea. After I get my tea ready, I return to the bathroom. The water is halfway up the tub by now. I slip off my high heels wiggling my toes as I do. I sit on the side of the tub and slide my pantyhose off. I take time to massage my pretty feet. I work my thumbs into the pads as I moan in pleasure. I unbutton my pink silk blouse, feeling it caress my skin as I let it slip to the floor. I unzip my black leather skirt. I let it fall and step out of it. I am standing in only my white lace bra and my white thong. I lean over and turn the water off. My butt is up in the air as I do. I think about how much fun it would be if you were right behind me. I stand up and unhook my bra. I slide it off like I would to tease you letting just a little skin show at a time. Finally my large breasts are free. I massage them a little before taking my nipples between my fingers. While I squeeze and pull on my hard nipples, I think about your sexy voice. I sigh wishing you were here. I place my hands on the sides of my thong and slowly slide them down. Using my hands to caress my body as I do. I grab my glass of tea and step into the hot bath water. I slide down so that the water covers most of my body. I sip on my tea as I soak for awhile. Then I set the glass on the floor and slowly start lathering up my body. Taking time to gently caress every part of my skin. Fondling my breasts as I soap them up. Thinking about how goo your mouth feels as you suck my nipples. I wash my way down my stomach, letting my hand slide slowly between my legs. I take my time lathering my pussy. Then I slide lower in the water rinsing off. I stand in the tub as water cascades off my body. I unstop the tub and let it start to drain. I grab my terrycloth towel and gently start drying off. I take extra time drying my pussy. I rub the lips through the towel, enjoying the feeling of arousal that is building. I take my glass and drop it off in the kitchen on my way to my bed room. I love the feel of the cooler air hitting my warm skin as I walk naked through my house. I lay down on my bed and think about the last time we were together. How good it felt to be in your strong arms. Remembering how sexy you look as you cum inside my tight pussy. I can feel the moisture begin to seep between my legs. I spread my legs wide apart. I start at my shoulders and run my hands over my bare skin. Stopping to squeeze my breasts. Then I pull on my nipples and twist them a little. I let my hands slide down my stomach. Gliding down my legs to my pussy. I gently start rubbing my pussy lips. They are swollen with excitement. I spread my lips open revealing my pink clit. I slide my inside and start rubbing my clit. It gets harder the more I rub. I can feel it swelling under my finger. Soon it unhoods itself. It is so big now and very smooth. It is also wet. I slide my finger down to my cunt. I let it slip inside and get wet. I pull my finger out and suck my juice off. I taste so sweet. I think about all the times I have tasted myself on your lips as we kiss after you have gone down on me. I grab my dildo and start sucking on it. It feels so good in my mouth, just like your cock does. After I get it nice and wet I slide it in my wet pussy. I start fucking my pussy moaning as I do. Wishing it was your cock in me. I start rubbing my clit as my dildo slides in and out of my tight hole. I start ramming my pussy as I feel my orgasm building. I rub my clit faster and harder as I think about your cock throbbing deep inside me. Finally I can hold back no longer and I cum hard. My juices flooding the dildo as they have done to your cock. My body rocks in the pleasure of my orgasm. I feel all the tension float away. I bring my dildo to my lips and I suck it clean before falling into a satisfied sleep. Long Day at Work? "Then you bend over like this and whisper in his ear. It hints at something sexual, but it makes him think he's just being dirty minded rather than you actually initiating something." I said. My best friend Helena had asked for some help on ways to spice up her sex life with her boyfriend and I was helping her out. My boyfriend, Caleb suddenly walked through the door and I shot straight up. "Um are you trying to seduce her?" he asked awkwardly, as if he was unsure of how to respond to the situation. "No I was trying out a new message technique on her." Helena got the hint and stood up. "Yeah and it feels great, it really helped my sore muscles thank you, I have to go though, see you some other time." She said, before walking out of the room. "I could use a massage." Caleb said smiling. I grinned and nodded toward the chair. "Then come sit down." I purred. He smiled eagerly sitting down in the chair, wearing the suit he had to wear for his business meeting today. I began by gently rubbing his neck and shoulders. "Oh Ranielle baby, that feels nice." I smiled, but didn't say a word as I continued to massage him. I pulled one of his hands through the bars of the chair and another around the back and latched his hands on my legs. "Hold my legs, it stretches out the muscles and makes them feel more relaxed." "Oh wow it does." He said. I smirked, it wasn't really true, I didn't know anything about massages, but he didn't know that. I slowly began to massage the muscles in his arms, traveling up and down his arms a few times, once I reached the bottom, I slowly pulled the handcuffs from my back pocket. "Are you done?" He asked, sounding slightly disappointed. "No, just grabbing some relaxation lotion." I said innocently, before clamping the handcuffs on his wrists. "Whoa, what the f-?" "Shit baby, just relax." He was hesitant, but he relaxed against the chair and I picked up the blindfold off the bed and slid it over his face, then I bent over, wrapping my arms loosely around his neck and lining my lips up to his ear. "Are you relaxed yet?" I whispered suggestively. He smiled, finally catching on. "You know it." "Good." I cooed. I stood up and walked around him, brushing my hand along his shoulders as I went, then straddling his waist. His smirk returned and I pressed my lips to his it a slow, short, loving kiss. Then I pulled my shirt and bra down, just far enough to release my boobs and push them into his face gently. I could feel his smile grow and even noticed try to move his hands After a few seconds, I shifted, making it easier and only letting him have one boob. It didn't take long for his tongue to find my nipple and swirl around it. I let him play for a little bit, while I played with his hair, then switched boobs. Next I tilted his head back and captured his lips with mine, in a hot, sweet, tongue kiss, while grinding my pelvis into his. Then I sat back on his lap, closer to his knees and removed his tie, then began to unbutton his shirt. I kissed his neck, even left him a nice hickey for the morning, while running my hands up and down his bare chest. While still kissing his neck, I began to undo his belt buckle and unzip his pants. He sighed when I grabbed his large, throbbing cock and began to stroke it, while continuing to assault his lips with my own. He moaned and his cock throbbed once more as a large drop of precum form. I bent down and licked it. He groaned. "Uh your fucking tease." I giggled. "That's me babe." I slid off his lap and dropped to my knees in front of him, then grabbed a hold of him once again and returned to my stroking rhythm. I slowly licked the tip, then swirled my tongue around the outer edge of it while continuing to stroke it. I slipped the tip of it in my mouth and ran my tongue along it in all different directions, then began to bob my head up and down. I sucked and slurped until he uttered that he was ready to cum. I removed my mouth from his shaft and his blindfold. I kissed him on the lips sweetly then stepped back and slowly, very slowly removed my clothes from my body then went and laid on the bed, spread my legs, and he watched as I stroked myself into an orgasm. At this point he was fighting to be released from his bindings, so I decided to let him free, Licking my fingers I got up from the bed and unlocked his handcuffs, he immediately attacked me, pushing me down on the bed, straddling my waist and holding my hands above my head. "Your turn." he said quickly, before starting a trail of hickeys and kisses all down my body. I arched my back as his tongue found my target zone and worked its way to my climax. By the time I got there, he had me gripping the bed sheets and screaming his name. "Caleb, oh Caleb!" Without missing a beat, he pushed up and assaulted my lips with his own, while placing his cock at my entrance. Without warning, he suddenly pushed his rock hard cock completely into me and I called out in pleasure and shock. Our breathing, bodies, and moans melded to one as we both pumped our way to a shared climax. He shot his hot cum in my core before collapsing on top of me. We laid there, catching our breath for a few moments. "I have to pee." I said, then got up to go to the bathroom, not bothering with my clothes. I caught a glimpse of myself in the full length mirror and grinned at the hickeys littering my body. Long Day, Hot Night "Mrs. Foster, I don't have the reports that you told me you would have in by noon today, is there a problem?" ask Mr. Richards as he entered my office. Stammering over my mound of documents and trying to look organized, I looked up and into the bluest eyes I had ever seen that were framed by dark brown eye brows. The new boss was very handsome; well to be honest he was down right sexy. His muscles were toned and very obvious under his white button down shirt, even under his undershirt. I found myself just staring at him, a familiar tingling sensation starting deep in my body. Is the A/C not working in here? "Excuse me, is everything alright Mrs. Foster? You seem to be distracted." Waking from my daydream, "No, I mean yes Mr. Richards, everything is fine. Sorry about not getting that report to you yet, my day has been crazy. I just have to complete three more pages and I will have it into you. I can have it to you by the morning." Judging by the look on his face I could tell this wasn't the answer he was looking for. "Mrs. Foster I need those reports for a meeting in the morning with Morgan towing. I was going to add them to a presentation that I am working on tonight. I'm afraid you will have to stay until they are completed. I will be in my office when they are done." With that he turned and left. Even though I was disappointed with having to stay late my mind did wonder enough to watch his cute butt on his way out. Again that tingling sensation started. Damn he's got a nice ass, I thought to myself as I reached for my phone. "Hello?" My husband's voice came over the phone. "Hey honey, can you go get the girls? I'm going to be stuck here for a while. I didn't get the reports to the boss on time and he is insistent that I have them done tonight. My days been hell and I just wish I could come home." After a short talk about my day and the boss my husband agreed to get our two girls and would see me later. Of course I left out the fact that my panties were completely soaked with my juices from thinking of my bosses sexy blue eyes and tight ass. With a quick squeeze of my thighs I put a cap on those thought. "I'll never get out of here if I don't get started." I said to myself. So I opened up my laptop and started on the reports. When I next looked up it was getting close to 9PM. Everybody had long since gone judging by the darkness outside my door. Only one light remained on and it was coming from the boss's huge office down at the end of hall. I finished printing out my reports and got them organized. Emailing a copy to the boss, I started for the printer room to retrieve the reports. Finally! I thought to myself. I will be able to get out of here! I found myself thinking again about his sexy ass and eyes. Damn, my panties are freakin soaked again, I thought as I realized my heart was pumping hard. Picking up my reports and straitening my dress I started the walk down the hall to the only room with a light left on in the office. As I got closer I wondered if I would be able to look at him without blushing, but with a slight grin and feeling my heart beating I stepped up and knocked lightly on the door. "Ahh Mrs. Foster, come in. I trust you have the reports completed." Said Mr. Richards barely looking up from the stack of papers on his desk. "Yes sir, I send them in electronic form to you and here are the print outs." He looked up at me with a smile and retrieved the documents from my hand, his fingers brushing mine. The feeling was like an electric spark to my body. My face felt warm but no where near as warm as my pussy. Trying to hide my excitement I quickly pulled my hand away and started to turn away prying my gaze off his shinning blue eyes. "Mrs. Foster" I heard his voice as I was reaching for his door. Turning slowly to look back at him, I again meet his gaze. "Thank you again for all of your hard work on this. I know you hate to stay this late but do I appreciate it". Smiling I said, "Not a problem, I know you need them and well, I did say I would get them to you by this morning." I was fixed on his eyes, again starting to daydream when he offered me some coffee. Usually I wouldn't accept but in this case I did. Taking a seat I took the cup from his hands again with my fingers brushing his. This time I was sure it wasn't an accident as I noticed his smile and the very obvious bulge forming in his slacks. What did I do to turn him on? I wasn't wearing anything overly sexy today. A black short skirt with knee high black leather boots along with a red button up blouse, with two of the buttons at the top open so that just a peak of my cleavage showed. Being a warmer day outside I had opted to wear thigh highs instead of full hose. It was our office rule that all the women always had to wear panty hose with dresses (Something that all of the women hated but never said anything about). If the men who wrote the dress code understood what a pain they were they might have thought different, but as it was oh well. Letting my libido take control I put on a sly sexy smile on my face and ask, "Why, Mr. Richards is there something wrong?" He moved and reddened slightly realizing I knew he was excited. "No nothing at all, how is the coffee? By the way call me Tom" he said moving back around his desk. I took another sip and slowly moved the cup away from my red lips, taking my time to slowly seductively lick my lips. "It's just fine Tom, thank you. By the way call me Suzi. You have a great view from this office." The look on his face was priceless. I could tell by the way he shifted that I had just made his cock uncomfortably hard in his tight slacks. The thought had my juices slowing and I could feel my panties getting moist again. "Yeah the view is excellent from where I am sitting. You can see most of downtown." This gave me an idea. I started to stand and made sure my skirt lifted up just enough to show the tops of my stockings before the skirt fell back into place. Moving around his desk I leaned forward slightly over his shoulder and pretended to look out the window on the city lights. "Your right!" I said "the view is much better over here." Looking down at his face I noticed his staring at view I was giving him of my breasts. "Mr. Richards! Um I mean Tom, I guess you like that view better huh?" He turned his head quickly and started to back away at being caught and started to stammer. "Umm Suzi I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me, I'll." I cut him off and caught his arm stopping the roll of the chair. "Tom it's ok. Do you like what you see? Maybe if I were to do this?" I started to open the next two buttons on my blouse, my mind was screaming at me what are you doing? You are a married woman. But his eyes were so blue and body was so sexy. I was giving in to his charms and his cologne smelled so good. I spread my blouse open a little more exposing my breasts and some of my red lacy bra and ran the tips of my nails over the flesh of my breasts. "Oh Suzi, you have very beautiful tits." He said as his hands came up to my chest. Taking his hand I pressed it to my bra covered mound. My nipple was hard and pressing into his palm as his rubbed and lifted my tit. The look of lust was strong in his eyes as it mirrored my own. I held my hand over his as he enjoyed. I felt his other hand rubbing my leg and I quickly tried to move it to my other breast but he grabbed my hand and pulled me towards him. Our lips meet and pressed together, his tongue testing and parting my lips as the passion in the kiss intensified. My fingers came up and curled in his hair and pulled his head closer. My pussy was on fire as we kissed, his strong hands rubbing my breasts. I slowly pushed him away, breaking our kiss. I walked to the door but my eyes never left the blue of his. He started to worry as I neared the door but relaxed as I slowly pushed it shut, turning the lock which gave a light click as it engaged. Reaching up I touched the light switch cutting the lights off. The lights from downtown illuminated the office just enough to be able to see. I walked slowly back to Tom who was still sitting in his chair. As I walked around the desk I touched the lamp and it barely dimmed as it came on. I smiled and said "umm mood lighting" as I pulled my blouse out of my skirt. Walking up to Tom I leaned over and his eyes focused on my bra covered breasts. "So boss, do you like my breasts?" I ran the tips of my fingers over the bulge in his pants and smiled as I watched his eyes focus on my breasts. "Oh Suzi, I have looked so many times at these in passing, they are so big." His hands came up and cupped my chest "and soft" he said as he rolled my hard nipples through the cups of my bra. Slowly I unbuttoned the rest of my blouse and stood up letting it fall off my shoulders and fall to the floor. Looking over my shoulder I spied a couch in front of the windows overlooking the city. "Let's move over here to the couch" I said as I grabbed his hand and led him to the couch, making sure to sway my ass as I walked. I turned and kissed him deeply again, feeling his arms moves around me and cup my ass while we kissed deeply. The feeling of his strong arms was intoxicating quieting any objections from my mind. My hands ran up and down his strong chest, feeling his muscles tense under my touch. I pushed slightly not breaking our kiss as we lowered down to the couch, my legs straddling his lap, feeling his hard cock pressing into my pussy. My hand was back in his soft hair, kissing more passionately than I ever have. My body felt like it was on fire and my pussy was gushing as I ground it into his hard cock. His arms were around me cupping my ass pulling me tighter against his cock. I reached back and started unclipping my bra, spilling my breasts out. He broke the kiss and leaned me back gazing at my large full breasts capped with hard pink nipples. "Do you like?" I ask. His only reply was to bring his lips to my left breast, sucking my nipple into his hot waiting mouth. It felt wonderful feeling this strange mouth on my hard nipple, sucking my breast so hard. His other hand was snaking its way under the hem of my skirt up my stockings. His sucking got faster as his fingers found my stocking tops fastened by my garter. He rubbed them going between my stockings to the milky white soft skin of my thighs. My hips were grinding my hot pussy into the bulge of his hard cock. My clit was aching to be touched. As if he read my mind his fingers started going higher finding my soaked panties. I lifted up slightly allowing his fingers to pull them to the side, and his fingers to rub up and down my wet swollen lips. I leaned over and kissed him deeply, our tongues dancing in each others mouths as his fingers traced up and down my lips. Running his fingers through my short pubic hair and finally parting my lips to touch my throbbing clit. The feeling was like an explosion, my body jerked and tensed as he rubbed light circles over my clit. My fingernails dug into his shirt and neck as we kissed. One finger slowly made its way back to my dripping hole, slowly entering me and making me moan into his mouth, his other hand rubbing my breast. I pulled off his lips as he slowly fingered me, rubbing all the forbidden spots and making me shudder with ecstasy. My fingers defied me as I struggled to undo his tie and unbutton his shirt. His belt was next as I hurried but still took the time to scrape my nails over the bulge of his hard cock, noticing his slacks were wet with my juices. My hands dove deep into his underwear as I got his fly open feeling for the first time in a long time the flesh of a new cock. It was almost too hot to the touch, completely hard and tipped with a very wet large head. His precum has soaked his skin and my hand as I slid it over the length of his member. Kissing his neck I whispered "Oh God Tom, your cock is so big!" His fingers were still exploring my wetness as he replied "and your pussy is so wet, damn you are sexy." I stood up, reluctant to remove my fingers from his cock or his from inside of me, but I wanted to remove my panties and get that wonderful cock in my mouth. Lifting my dress I heard him sharply inhale as he watched my black stockings, garter and panties come into view. I slowly pulled my panties down, rolling them off my legs and exposing my wet trimmed cunt to him. "Damn Suzi that looks good, your husband is a lucky man!" I smiled as I lifted my legs to remove the panties, I held then briefly under his nose so he could inhale the scent of my excited pussy. Leaning him forward I removed his shirt, teasing him along the way by hanging my breasts in front of his face. When he removed his t-shirt I almost came. His chest was chiseled and just barely covered with dark hair. His muscles were tight as my fingers ran down them. Lowering myself down I pulled his slacks slowly off his legs, His hard cock was dripping with hot precut and jumping to the beat of his heart. I lowered myself to my knees and took his cock in my right hand, his warm balls in my left. Looking up into his eyes, I let a stream of spit escape my lips and fall to the mushroom head of his cock; he smiled and looked lustful as my tongue followed it. Licking around his head I tasted the sweetness of his precum and felt the heat I had started. Then without warning him I sunk his cock deep into my mouth, giving him a very wet blowjob. Damn he was huge I thought as I sucked. He must have been around 7 inches long and at least almost 2 inches thick. Umm I could feel it swell in my mouth and longed to have it deep inside me. Sucking his fast then slow, using my tongue to tease him I felt him thrust his hips and moan as he played with my breasts. Sucking this new cock was driving my pussy wild. The feeling of doing something so wrong and naughty was getting to me and making me want to fuck this man hard. Feeling him get close to cumming I took him deep in my mouth and did one final hard suck as I came all the way up his shaft. The head of his cock leaving my lips with a pop, he moaned a grown and looked at me with a look of why did I stop. I stood and unzipped my skirt and let it slip to the floor. Standing in the open in just my stocking and garter I straddled him again, pressing the lips of my hot pussy against his cock, and kissing him deeply. I thrust my hips forward and let my juices soak his already wet cock then using one hand, raised up and positioned him at the entrance to my pussy. I looked into those sexy blue eyes and we smiled at each other as I slowly slid down, feeling the head of his cock part me and slide slowly inside. It felt so huge as he entered me, filling me so full as I felt it inch per as I slid down. The sensation went on forever until I finally felt him hit the roof of my soaking wet pussy as I felt his balls press into my ass. I sat there for a minute feeling him swell and throb inside of me. Then slowly I rocked back and forth feeling his cock move. It felt so amazing, riding up and down his cock. I came up almost pulling him completely out then slamming down hard on him. Our rhythm finally in sync we fucked, our heat increasing as his hands found my ass and guided me down onto him. His cock rubbing against my g-spot and my clit grinding into him, I felt the pressure building as I rode harder and harder on him. My juices had never flowed like they were now; I could feel them soaking his balls underneath me. I leaned forward holding his head to my breasts and clawing at his back as I received the hardest fucking of my life. I felt the orgasm coming so close and almost there when he suddenly stopped and held me still. Moaning a disappointing moan I whispered in his ear, "what's wrong baby?" He shished me as he listened. The night janitor was trying to get in the door, when she couldn't open it she left; we heard the front doors close. Our hearts beating fast and hard enough to be heard in the ears we waited. His hard cock still buried deep inside of my cock. My pussy yearning for him to continue but he held me completely still. Finally he lifted me off his cock, disappointed at thinking it was over I frowned. "Turn around" he said as he positioned to take me from behind, I leaned over on the couch, my knees on the floor. He got behind me and spread my legs open. I felt the head of his cock slide up and down my lips, stopping at my opening. His hands were on my hips and he slowly pulled me backwards, sinking his huge perfect cock into my pussy. It filled me in a way I had never felt as he pumped me using my hips. The head of his cock pressing and rubbing right on my G-spot, the pressure was building much faster. I could feel him pumping faster, his balls slapping my clit and making us both moan. "Do you like fucking the boss? Huh? Do you like fucking for a raise? I've never felt such a wet tight pussy before." I moaned into the couch and answered "Yes I love fucking the boss, Tom. Your cock is so hard. Fuck my Tom, fuck my pussy, and make me cum. Oh God!" Tom pumped harder and harder into me, it felt so good. "Do you want to fuck me more? I have a conference to go to next week in Dallas, you can come along. Do you want to?" All thoughts went away, "Yes Tom oh please take me, we can skip the conference and just fuck all day and night. Fuck me please; make me your fuck slut for the week." I said as I reached down to feel his balls. They were dripping wet with my juices. "I will tell my husband I have to go to it, you can have me for the week, just please make me cum!" I said. "Yes baby, you feel so good. Oh God Suzi I'm going to cum." "Yes Tom fuck me fuck me, fill me with your cum." With that I felt my pressure explode in my body. My eyes were shut but I still saw bright lights as my body tensed as the orgasm raced over me. Made all that much stronger by feeling his hot cum splash deep inside of me, across my cervix and covering me, his cock pulsed with the beat of his heart. Each time making me spasm deep inside. Suddenly I felt another orgasm coming on rocking my body to the core. My cum flooding the inside of me covering his thick hard cock and spilling out onto his balls. "Oh GOD!! I'm cumming again TOM Ohhhh" I yelled as I shook. Finally the sensation calmed and the energy completely left me. I felt Tom's cock starting to soften inside of me. He pulled out which shook my over-sensitive body again. I felt a towel press into my wet opening. "Here honey" he said as I rolled over in front of the couch. "That was so hot, thank you" he said leaning down to kiss me deep. His cock was dripping the last of his cum. I reached out and took the drop on my finger and it tasted wonderful. "I've never done this" I said as I looked into those passionate blue eyes. "We will keep it between you and me, I promise" He said as he softly kissed me again. Hearing the cleaning crew return we quickly dressed, stealing quick kisses as we watched each other. My panties were soaked and not holding the mix of hot juices coming from me. As we got ready to leave he opened the door and startled a cleaning woman standing just outside. He turned to me and showed a sly smile and said "Thank you again Mrs. Foster for those reports, they were excellent! I will be seeing you next weekend in Dallas correct?" Slipping past him through the door I looked one last time into those sexy blue eyes "Yes sir, Mr. Roberts, I wouldn't miss it for the world." With that I turned and walked past smiling to the cleaning woman as I passed, headed to the bathroom and thought to myself, Dallas will be interesting indeed. Long Day Made Better You come home early from work and don't expect to find me at home, much less in a bubble bath. You know that I have had an exhausting week at work and need the relaxation time. You watch me for a few moments and decide to leave me to relax while you change and check your email. I am utterly relaxed in the tub and I don't hear you come in, much less see you standing and watching me as I soak away the week. I know that I am just about asleep and decide to get out of the tub while the water is warm. Pulling a fluffy towel from the stack, I start to towel off gently but not completely. I find your favorite body oil and begin to work the oil into my damp skin. Once I am completely soft and smelling of your favorite oil, I change into my pajamas. I know that you love to see me in boxers and a small tank top and this is what I decide to wear in anticipation of seeing you soon. I step out of the warm bathroom and see you have made it home and the evidence is lying in the floor. Sighing softly to myself, I pick up your clothing and put them away. Finally, I set out for the computer room, knowing that you are there checking your email, as is your habit. Walking down the stairs and passing through the kitchen, I stop at the refrigerator and survey the contents, thinking that I need to go shopping. We will be calling in dinner again. After my inspection, I finally arrive in the computer room and see you relaxing in your chair staring off into space. You seem a bit distracted and I am not sure why. Only you know that the sight of my bath has aroused you and has you wondering if you should disturb me. Not noticing that I have walked quietly up behind you, you are startled as I place my hands on your warm shoulders and give you a slight squeeze. I can see that you are relaxed and are wearing nothing but your boxers. You look up to me as I slowly lean down to kiss you and ask about your day. You turn the chair slowly and pull me into your lap to kiss me thoroughly and tell me that your day was fine. You are happy to see me and from sitting in your lap, I know this to be true. I can feel your hard cock becoming harder as I sit and kiss you passionately. You begin to slowly kiss and lick my neck and move up to my ears where you whisper that you have missed me all day and couldn't wait to get home to me. I moan softly that I too have missed you and begin to rub my body against yours ever so slightly. This causes you to moan and hold me tighter. You whisper that I am wearing your favorite scent and that is driving you mad. I look down at you and smile as I slide slowly out of your lap to kneel between your knees. I can see the desire in your eyes as your cock becomes even harder. I reach in to gently caress you as I free your cock so that I can have better access. Seeing your cock so hard has created a flow of wetness in my pussy that tells me that I need you and soon. I lean down and slowly lick around the head of your cock, which elicits a deep moan from you. I look up at you from beneath my eyelashes and smile as I slowly begin to suck gently on the tip of your cock as my hands rub up and down the length of your cock slowly. I can feel your hands in my hair as you guide me in the ways that please you the most. You know that I don't need the guidance but you know that I love the feel of your hands. I am enjoying the feel and the taste of your cock, that I don't notice you trying to stop me. I finally feel you trying to stop me and I look up at you with a question in my eyes. You look down at me and smile. You pull me to my feet and pull me close for another kiss. By this time, I am moaning softly and wanting you so badly that I cannot think of anything but you. You take my hand and gently lead me to the stairs and ultimately to our room. Once in our room, your hands begin to gently caress my body through my pajamas, making me moan in pleasure. I can feel your hands slide underneath the tank top as you take both of my breasts in your hands and begin to knead them gently. As you reshape my breasts to fit both of your hands, your thumbs begin to move over my nipples, making them hard for your tongue. Kneeling down before me, you pull the shirt over my head and immediately begin to kiss my breasts softly before licking and eventually sucking my nipples until they are rock hard. You keep sucking and biting them gently until you feel my knees begin to give way. You stand quickly and move me to our bed. Sitting me on the edge of the bed, you kneel once again and begin to kiss and suckle at my breasts. Your hands are never still. As your mouth works in earnest at my breasts, your hands are moving in slow circles upon my thighs, working ever so slightly higher until I can feel them stroking my pussy through my boxers. You whisper for me to open my legs a bit wider and once I do, your fingers find their way inside my boxers where you find that I am not wearing any panties. You moan deeply and begin to stroke my wet pussy. You can hear me moaning and know that I am enjoying all of your attention. You push me to lie back upon the bed and once I am lying down, you slowly pull my boxers off and begin to kiss your way up my bare legs. I can feel you kissing and licking my inner thighs, driving me crazy. You look up at me with a mischievous grin and slowly drag your tongue between the lips of my pussy to circle my clit with the lightest of touches. You repeat this over and over until I am incoherent with my desire for you. I can't stop moving and pleading with you to fuck me. You give a little laugh and all at once, I feel your tongue deep inside my pussy for an instant, then you pull back out. I grab your head to guide you and your tongue back to where I need it. You shake your head at me and start slowly licking me once again. You bring me to the edge of orgasm again and again. I am writhing and moaning above you, begging you to let me cum. You are now so hard as you start kissing a path up my body to my breasts and finally to my lips. You kiss me deeply and I can taste myself on your lips. Your tongue thrusts in mouth in a deeply carnal rhythm that your cock is imitating with my pussy, yet you aren't fucking me yet. You are just rubbing your hard cock over the lips of my pussy and my clit, making me moan and beg even more. You keep up this torment as you whisper in my ear, "Do you like that baby? What do you want me to do?" You can feel me trying desperately to slide your cock into my pussy, but you are having none of that. You pull just out of reach and continue to rub against me until I am nearly senseless with desire. You can hear me pleading with you, "Please baby, I want you to fuck me so badly…please!" You smile at me and move to suck my nipples even harder and biting ever so gently. I can now feel just the head of your cock pushing into me slowly. I moan in pleasure at this new sensation. You keep fucking me with just the head of your cock. "Please honey, please, I can't take much more of this." You look up at me and I know that you are just as hot as I am and you won't be able to take this play much longer. At that instant, you drive your cock deep into my pussy, causing me to cum. You can feel the walls of my pussy pulling at you and squeezing you tightly, but you don't give into the urge to cum. You lie very still while enjoying the feeling of being deep inside my pussy as I cum. You give me a chance to recover slightly before moving ever so slowly in and back out of my pussy. I wrap my legs around your waist and begin to meet your slow thrusts with thrusts of my own. You look me in the eyes and lean down to kiss me all the while thrusting and bringing me to another orgasm. You are still not ready to cum as you pull my legs from your waist and turn us so that I am now on top of you. I know now that I am still not finished cumming for a while and I pull you to a sitting position so that I can wrap my arms and legs around you as I try desperately to trigger your orgasm. I look down into your eyes and I begin to move slowly, building back up to another orgasm. I begin to kiss you again, moving harder and harder, rubbing my clit against you and feeling the start of yet another orgasm. You are now at the point of no control. My 3rd orgasm of the night has finally made you frantic. You turn us yet again and assume the dominant position over me. I can feel your hands guiding my legs to your shoulders as you begin to thrust harder and faster into my wet and hot pussy. I can feel your muscles tightening and you begin to thrust even harder. I am moaning almost incoherently as the strongest orgasm of the night comes over me in waves and finally you achieve your orgasm. You keep thrusting harder and spilling all of your cum into my body that you have been holding back for so long. Once you have pulled my legs down from your shoulders, you collapse against me. I am feeling lethargic from the intense orgasms that you have given me tonight, yet I wrap my arms around you and hold you tightly as you begin to relax. Once you have relaxed, you look up at me and kiss me gently. "Thank you baby. That was wonderful." I can see that sleep is about to overtake the both us and I pull the covers around us as we finally drift off holding one another. Long Day Made Right Edited by Mandy Marie (Many, many thanks!!) It had been a long day. Hell, who was he kidding, it'd been a long week. He had been working so much it had started to cause friction between he and his girlfriend. The arguments had been coming more frequently these days and he wished there was some way to just make it all go away. He had a great job but it kept him so damn busy all the time and away from home so much, he half expected her to accuse him of having someone else on the side. He sighed and brought a hand up to rub his eyes as the truck's headlights finally flashed to the turn off for their house. Living on the edge of town was a bonus for the most part. There were neighbors but they tended to be widespread and everyone had a great deal of privacy. This last job had just about worn him out completely and he ached from working construction all day. He hoped that perhaps the fighting would be kept to a minimum tonight and he could just drop off to sleep quickly after a shower. Parking his truck in front of their house, he turned the key and let the engine die before hitting the switch killing the headlights. The house was quiet and no lights were on which seemed odd to him. He glanced over and saw the blazer his girlfriend drove was still here, but also noticed the strange car parked next to it as well. Suddenly he felt cold even though the night was actually a warm one for late spring. Rationally he knew he could be jumping to conclusions but the longer he sat there, the colder he got and the more anger started to well up inside. Looking down at his watch he found it was a little after 8. This was his normal arrival time but lately he had the habit of getting home later. He shook his head as a stab of pain eased its way past his growing anger. Reluctantly he gathered up his things, grabbed his lunch cooler and took a breath before exiting the truck, walking up the stone pathway to the quiet house, trying to prepare himself for anything he found within. Opening the door he stopped short. His mind had expected a great deal of things and he'd been prepared to deal with each scenario that he'd come up with but this just stopped him dead in his tracks. Out of the corner of his eye he saw one of the cats spying the open door with interest so he stepped inside and closed the door behind him before looking around. The curtains had been drawn and a few candles had been lit, casting a soft glow, allowing enough light to see the person standing before him. She was dressed in sweeping wraps of black fabric with her face hidden by a veil, giving him the distinct feeling of having passed over the threshold of some odd harem movie. The figure bowed low before reaching out and taking the items from his arms, encountering little resistance from the shell-shocked man and placed them aside on a end table. "Mistress bids you welcome home Master and conveys her wish that you had a pleasant day," The woman told him before sliding her arm through his and leading him further into the house towards the bedroom. "Um, sure," was about all he could manage as he let himself be led when something clicked into place, "Maggie? Is that you?" Even now his mind thought back to the strange car parked next to Lizzie's. He'd heard the two talking about her getting a new one and he must have missed the temporary sticker in the window. He shook his head feeling a bit foolish as his earlier thoughts came back to haunt him. "Shush! You'll ruin it," Maggie chided him and stifled a laugh as she led him to her best friend's bedroom and paused at the door, ushering him inside. "Mistress wishes you to bathe and then dress," she gestured to the long white tunic looking item laid out upon the bed and the open door to the bathroom where more candle light flickered. "When Master finishes, he is to seek out Mistress in the back. She is awaiting him," Maggie finished before bowing low once again and disappearing back out the way she'd brought him in. Faintly he heard the front door open and close and a car start up and drive off. To say he was confused was most likely an understatement. He shook his head, Lizzie never ceased to amaze him and he began to undress, tossing his dusty clothes in the general vicinity of the hamper before stepping into the shower. Afterwards, he toweled off and pulled the kamis on over his head. It fell to about his calves and he'd never admit that it was actually comfortable even if he did feel he was wearing something like a nightgown. As he walked through the house, he blew out the candles and marveled at the thought that must have gone into this. He knew Lizzie belly danced and liked Middle Eastern decorations; he himself was more of a Celt buff so their house was decorated in a strange mix of both but it seemed to work, just like them. He stepped out the back door and looked around. He truly was amazed. He wondered how long it had taken Lizzie and Maggie to decorate and set this up. How long had she been planning this? Their large tent was transformed into a tent that looked like it belonged in a desert somewhere with camels. A canopy had been set up before it with a carpet laid out with pillows piled in a corner. He saw a tray of food sitting there and light from a few tiki torches flickered just enough to show the inside which also had been treated the same way, carpets and fabric served to mask it as a plain nylon tent and turn it into something more exotic. He just had to laugh to himself as he walked down the steps and over to the tent. He could hear soft tribal music playing from somewhere and could even smell incense burning. In the back of his mind he started to think that if this is what he gets for not being home as often as he should, he needed to stay out a lot more. There was a small note sitting near the pillows and food that simply said, "Sit here" in sprawling script. Who was he to argue? He settled himself down and poured himself a glass of wine from the pitcher on the tray and pulled off a few grapes lounging and waiting to see what would happen next. He heard her before her saw her. The bells chimed softly in the darkness before the music got a little louder and a slow drumbeat started to roll out into the night. She came out from around the tent with slow hypnotic movements, hips dipping in time with the drum beats. Her skirts flowed softly around her legs and the coins and bells glittered in the torchlight. He looked her over and could help but smile, he was a lucky man. Her hair was hidden under a turban that glittered with all sorts of jewelry and bells and a veil looped around to hide most of her face save for her black outlined eyes that watched him in a way that made a shiver run rampant over his body. Below the veil she wore some sort of long sleeved top that had ties only across the back of her shoulders and mid back, leaving a lot of bare skin open to his gaze. Over that top she had on a bra that was covered in coins and bells, tassels hung from her belt and every time she moved, they swayed with her, drawing his eyes to her hips. She danced for him, her movements slow and seductive keeping in time with the beats of the drum. She came close to him but never enough where he could reach out and touch her, his fingers only brushing the silky skirts she wore as she spun away from him, teasing. The food forgotten he watched her and shifted a little in his seat against the pillows. He wanted to stand, grab her, kiss her and run his hands over her but knew it wasn't part of the game. A thought came to him just then and he smirked a little before hiding it away and reaching up, clapping his hands twice. She stopped and regarded him for a moment in curiosity. Reaching out he tapped the carpet before him before leaning back against the pillows, watching to see what she did. Her grin hidden by her veil she knew he was catching on and slowly made her way over to him, she gave her hips a little extra sway before gracefully lowering herself to her knees in the spot he had tapped on the carpet, hands clasped in her lap waiting patiently to see what was running through his mind. "You displease me," he simply said before eating another grape nonchalantly. He was warming to this game. She arched a slender brow but decided to play along, wondering what he was up to. "How so?" She asked him. "You hide your face from me, that displeases me," he said while reaching forward and tugging on the veil, causing it to come un-tucked and fall to the side. She tried to keep her face neutral but couldn't help the pull of a smile at the corner of her lips. "Anything else that displeases you?" she quietly asked, her dark eyes trained on his. "Yes, your hospitality is not very good," he replied, keeping her gaze with his own, determined to win this part of the game. She glanced around and returned her gaze to him only to find him picking at the dirt under his nails. "How so? You have food and drink and music..." she trailed off regarding him, wondering what he was getting at. "True, but I must serve myself," he told her with out looking up from his nails. Pausing a moment she looked him over before reaching out to the cup of wine and offering it to him. He took it from her, deliberately avoiding any brush of her skin and took a drink before handing it back to her and informing her that he was now hungry. She scowled a little at the treatment she was getting but decided to comply at least for a little while longer. She reached out to the grapes and was about to pull one from the vine before he told her to stop. She paused and looked back to him and noticed he was still preoccupied with his nails and not even paying attention to her. She tilted her head, letting the jewelry on her turban tinkle a bit in hopes of catching some attention and scowling even more when it failed. "Your hands are unclean, don't use them," he told her, giving her glance and then looking back down to his nails, hiding his grin at seeing her irritation. It wouldn't be as much fun if he didn't push the envelope at least a little he decided. Shooting him one last dirty look she bent low and pulled a grape from the vine with her teeth, holding it gently between her lips she moved closer and waited for him to lift his face. He knew she was waiting from him and he stretched that moment out just a bit longer, making her wait before looking up to her, letting her lean forward and press the grape to his lips. As she did he reached out and slid a hand around the back of her neck and pressed his lips to hers, taking the grape and kissing her soundly as he held her firmly in place. When he let her go she sat back on her heels and could feel the heat wash over her from the kiss. He still had that ability to do that to her, get her worked up with a kiss. She wanted nothing more than to run her fingers over his skin, to trace the many scars he'd acquired while growing up and run her tongue over his flesh. He looked at her and saw the faint color creep into her skin, her eyes even darker as she watched him with a hungry expression. He shifted on his side again, trying not to draw attention to his erection that pressed against the material of the robe he wore. Covering a yawn he gestured to the tent, "I'm bored and tired now, make ready my bed," and with that he gave her a dismissing gesture. She rose to her feet, embarrassed at how wet she'd become and backed away with a bow before ducking into the tent. He got to his feet and tried to adjust his clothes with a groan before finally deciding the hell with it, reaching down he finished the glass of wine before turning his attention to the tent and the jingles he heard from with in. Grinning, he made his way over swept aside the sheer material hanging down to peer inside. She had removed the turban and let her long brown hair down and peeled off most of the outer layers of her costume and jewelry. He watched as she fluffed the pillows about the futon mattress she'd laid out and pulled down the furry comforter. He stepped inside behind her and when she stood up to stretch her back he slid his hands around her bare stomach, pulling her back against him, letting her feel how pleased he was. She closed her eyes and relaxed against him moaning softly as she wiggled ever so slightly against him. He let go of her as she reached back to his legs, holding on to them holding him tight to her as he swept her long hair to the side and over her shoulder, leaving her back bare to him. "Have I told you how much I like these tops?" he whispered in her ear as he pulled on the bow that held the bottom tie in place, letting it fall loose before moving to the tie across the back of her shoulders. Pulling it loose he guided her arms forward and let the top slide down them and onto the floor, leaving her bare save for the harem pants she wore. He could hear her panting softly as his touch drifted over her arms and down the side of her ribs, barely brushing the sides of her breasts. His touch left goose bumps in the wake of his fingers and she turned around to look at him, her lips seeking out his, arms wrapping around his neck and fingers running through his short hair. Pressing herself against him she tried to tell him how much she needed him through her kiss, letting her tongue play against his as his hands ran down her back to cup her ass, pressing her against him. With a groan she separated herself from him and sank to her knees, helping him pull up the garment and before he had it over his head her tongue was already running slowly along his shaft, bathing it her warm breath. Her arms were wrapped about his legs as she gave his cock tender licks and little teasing nibbles, she gave a whimper when his hands wound themselves in her hair, gently urging her onward. She let her tongue swirl around the head for a few moments before dragging it over the tip of the head and licking away the precum that had seeped out, feeling him twitch as she did so. She heard his sharp intake of breath as she slowly slid him into her mouth, one hand moving around to his sack, rolling it gently in her hand as she slowly slid him in and out of her mouth, moving all the way to the tip before sliding him back in down as far as she could go. She could feel that he was fighting the urge to thrust against her but was instead clasping and unclasping her hair in his hands. Looking up to him she noticed his closed eyes and had clenched jaw as she worked him. Speeding up she worked him more, wanting him to cum for her. She felt him stiffen and let out a loud groan before she felt his cock pulse and fill her mouth. She swallowed what she could but some still dribbled down her chin and onto her chest. Gently she guided him to the mattress and got him to lie down as he panted. Wiping herself off she left but returned with the pitcher of wine and cup, filling it and letting him drink a bit before setting it aside. His eyes were on her face as she smiled to him. "Still bored?" She asked before he answered her with a grin. He sat up and reached for her telling her it was his turn and she backed away from his hands, shaking her head and informing that this was his night, all for him. Leaning back he looked at her for a bit and then grinned in a way that made her shiver for no good reason. "Strip," he commanded, "And since I'm not allowed to touch you, you get to give me a show then." She paused, never having done that in front of anyone, she felt embarrassed. Looking into his eyes she saw the expectation and want in them and decided to give it a try. Standing she slowly shimmied out of her harem pants and looked around before he patted the mattress next to him. She moved over and lay down, close enough to feel his body heat against her skin, chilled as she was nervous. She was on his side; head propped up with his hand and was calmly watching her with expectant eyes. Taking a breath and closing her eyes she almost jumped as she felt his lips brush over her ear, the warm breath tickling her as he told her to relax and enjoy, like he was not even there. Mutely she nodded and took another breath before letting her fingers play over her own skin. They danced lightly down her breasts and circled her nipples, brushing her palms over the hard nubs before cupping them and gently squeezing. One hand strayed down her stomach as the other continued to slowly kneed her own breast, even rolling the nipples between her fingers. Shyly she spread her legs and let her other fingers dip down her smooth shaven mound to circle her clit. He watched it all with fascination and smiled at the slight frown of concentration she wore as her fingers were doing the very things he wanted to. Letting his gaze float down her body he watched as her fingers delved between her folds only to come out shiny with wetness, he could hear how wet she was and it only served to turn him on. He dropped a hand to his hardening cock and slowly started to rub as he watched her. He listened to her fingers as the slid in and out and then rubbed over her clit, her breathing heavy as she worked, before her other hand slid down her body, legs spread wide as one hand rubbed at her clit and the other pushed fingers in and out in a slow rhythm. She whimpered as she sped up, her body tensing, she was close and needed to rub just a bit more to get there. Getting up to his knees he moved around to kneel between her widespread legs and pulled her hands away, bringing on a moan of protest as she opened her eyes to see what was going on. Leaning over her and pinning her hands up near her head he slowly rubbed the head of his cock over her swollen lips, delving inside just ever so slightly before using it to nudge her clit, the head already coated with her juices. Moaning she tried to angle her hips in order to increase the touch but he kept up his game until he could almost see the tears of need in her eyes. Leaning forward he thrust all the way into her tightness and both froze for a moment. She breathed in, he always filled her until she thought she could take no more and she loved every minute of it. Her lips whispered "Oh, god..." before he started his slow strokes in and out of her, pulling almost out before pushing back in all the way. He leaned up and grabbed hold of her hips, using them as he pushed. Her hands sought out the pillow near her head and held on to it. She wrapped her legs around his hips and raised her own to him thrust for thrust while listening to the sounds of their lovemaking. Her muscles clenched tightly around him every time he pulled out, making him only want to thrust back in again. He started to speed up the pace, wanting to pound into her and hear her cry out for him. His hands held firmly to her hips as he pulled almost all the way out only to slam back into her. The sound of flesh smacking into flesh and their combined groans and moans filled the tent. She reached down to hold onto her breasts to keep them from bouncing at the rough pace they were going. Letting go of her hips he lowered himself down over her body, pushing her hand away having always loved to watch her ample breasts move and started the frenzied pace once again. Her legs locked about his waist and she gladly dug her fingertips into his back, pulling him closer to her own body. In and out he slammed into her until he felt her stiffen and then arch into him as she came, crying out and digging her nails into his back. He groaned as her muscles clenched around his cock, milking it and he slowed his pace slightly, pausing a bit before each new hard thrust, enjoying the feel of her walls hugging him before gave one last thrust, coming inside of her. Laying his head on her chest he noticed how sweaty both had gotten and he could hear her heart racing along with her breath. Every now and again her tunnel still fluttered and caused him to moan a little. Her fingers were gently brushing through his wet hair before he reluctantly pulled out and moved to lie beside her. Long Day Made Right Curling up beside him, she used his shoulder as a pillow and let her hand play along his damp chest. He in turn, kissed the top of her head before she peered up at him through her lashes. Lizzie glanced up at him and grinned. "See what happens when you leave me to my own devices for so long?" Long Day of School Being a new College girl, I hadn't met any guy I'd like to be with. I'm effect of this, I hadn't gotten any in a while. I had only gotten oral sex anyways. I was trying to save my virginity for the perfect guy. I went to Pitt, and I lived about twenty minutes away from the main campus so why would I wasted money on a dorm? Anyways, today was filled with long pointless labs and exams making me tired and stressed out. Sadly, this was slowly becoming almost a daily occurrence. Coming home a long day of school made me stressed, I need to wind down. College was really killing me slowly. My back hurt my head was pounding, and my legs were about to give out on me. I went into the bathroom and put my phone on the music doc and put it next to the tub running a hot bath. I listened to partynextdoor. He got my mind going. I found myself thinking of my professor, he was only on his late twenties. I was almost twenty so maybe we could work something out one day. I slid all my clothes off and got in the tub after turning the jet system on. It had four powerful jet vents like a whirlpool. I slide in and let the currents massage my weary body. Soon, I found myself nonchalantly touching myself imagining that it was his long fingers gliding across my needy skin. My clit yearned for some attention. I rubbed it around with two fingers not getting enough pleasure. I gave up and twirled my fingers through the powerful jet current. It almost felt like a vibrator and a massage together. Suddenly I got the idea to face one of the jets and open my legs up so it was lined up with my clit. It felt okay. Then I got a little closer so I was comfy and I felt the current get stronger than before. It gave an electric like shiver through my legs. I got closer and couldn't help but to let out a moan. I heard my dad knock on the door and I quickly retreated. "Yes?" "I'm leaving to your grandmother's okay?" Perfect, I thought. Now I could really get into it without trying to be quiet. "Yeah see ya." "Bye, I'll be back in about two hours." "Alright." I waited until he left to do it again. I was home alone now. I got even closer and the pleasure of the invasive pulsating water felt euphoric against my clit and pussy. I closed my eyes thinking of my professor putting my legs in the air and licking and flicking in tongue around my sweet cunt. "Oh god." I moaned out I got even closer. Inching to the actual vent putting my legs higher in the air until I let my clit hit the vent making my back arch. I was close to climaxing. I was so aroused by now that I began bucking my hips against the vent. "Oh god fuck me! Yes Yes yes yes yes fuck me baby! Oh I want more!" I screamed out in pure pleasure, this was really pleasing. My teeth clenched as I rotated my hips around it getting every bit if my clit exposed to the feeling. I propped myself up and let it go just above my actual pussy hole where it was most sensitive at. My body locked and I couldn't even moan. My mouth was wide open only letting out cries of pleasure, until I came, letting out a loud shuddering moan feeling the blush creep up on my cheeks and chest. I needed more. I turn the power up and reached over the tub with my arms latched around it for leverage and bucked my hips harder against the vent. "Oh my Fucking goodness yes! Fuck me fuck me fuck me! I'm gonna cum baby yes!" I moaned. I let out whispers and cries as the current relentlessly and seemingly licked, nibbled, and sucked on my needy pussy. I felt my thighs tremble and my toes involuntarily curled. The water current just kept tickling and playing with my sensitive clit. I pull up in the tub so the currents grazed against my pussy hole and that did it. "Oh god baby fuck yes! Fuck that right pussy, Oh yes daddy fuck me!" I moaned. I couldn't help but to start talking dirty again to it, it felt out if this world. It was like an amazing itch that couldn't be scratch until you found that perfect spot. I felt a nice warm liquid shoot out my sweet tight cunt as I clenched every muscle in my body as I came. I pulled back rubbing my clit around to call my trembling body down feeling the cum still oozing out and I licked my fingers tasting the sweet liquid. I turned the vents off and relaxed, in the tub, finding my new way to relieve stress. Long Day, Satisfying Evening It had been a long day at work, and all you wanted to do was just get home and relax, but I had other ideas. You see a note on the front door that tells you to go straight to the bathroom and jump in the shower. You smile because you know I'm up to something and it's gonna be good. Hurrying, you head to the bathroom. Opening the door to the bathroom, you see I'm standing there in wrapped in a towel waiting for you. You start to say something but I put my finger on your lips and shake my head. No need for words just enjoy whats going to happen. I start softly kissing you while slowly unbuttoning your shirt, I tease and trace your lips with my tongue. With the last button open I touch your stomach and slowly rub my hands up your body grazing you every so often with my nails as I rub up to your shoulders to push your shirt off. I'm still teasing your lips and mouth with my tongue and you suck in a quick breath of air when I unbutton your jeans. As I'm sliding your zipper down I start lightly licking down your neck to your chest and down your stomach as I push your jeans and boxers down. Kneeling, I'm eye level with your semi hard cock. I give you a wicked grin then lick you from the base to the head and lightly suck on it. I finish helping you get your clothes off and we get in the shower. I'm standing behind you gently pressed up against your back, the combination of the cool air and warm water is making my nipples very hard, and you feel them sliding across your back as I move. Grabbing your body wash I start lathering soap on you while slightly moving in a way so that you can feel my breast rub against your body all the time. I lightly scratch my nails from your shoulders all the way down to your ass and back up several times. I tell you to turn around and continue to rub your body with my hands and breast. I'm pretending to not pay attention to your rock hard cock but its getting hard. I want it in my mouth so bad, I love sucking your cock, taking it deep in my throat feeling the veins against my tongue, licking and sucking on the head of it while you moan and gasp. However I have other things planned. I kneel down and slide my soapy hands up and down your legs. Then I start massaging your balls and scratch them with my nails, not hard enough to hurt but just enough for you to gasp a little. While I'm playing with your balls I start lightly stroking you, I'm holding my hand loosely around you but get a little tighter with each stroke. I tell you to point the shower head to rinse the soap off. When the soap is gone I start tracing your wet cock against my lips almost as if I was putting lipstick on. I'm just barely sucking the head of your cock while stroking your. You start thrusting your hips and I take a little more of you in my mouth with each thrust. Then I grab your hips and suck you all the way down my throat and hold you there for a few seconds. I can feel your body shaking and know you are close to coming. I start stoking and sucking at the same time. You let out a loud moan as your cock starts pulsating and shooting your warm cum down my throat. I keep gently sucking you until your cock still and I've swallowed all your cum. I smile and ask if you enjoyed that. You manage to nod yes and I tell you we are just getting started. We quickly rinse off and get out. As we are drying off I grab a blindfold and put it on you. Taking your hand I lead you to the bedroom and guide you to the bed and I tell you to lay down. I lay down beside you and am just lazily grazing my nails across your skin. I ask you if you know how much our shower turned me on and you shake your head no. I get on my knees and grab your hand and bring it to my mouth. I lightly suck on your fingertips before sliding it down to my breast and hard nipples, I make sure each fingertips touches a nipple before moving your hand to where you are cupping my breast, following the motion of my hand you massage me enjoying the feel of my nipple rubbing against your palm. I move your hand over to my other breast and do the same thing. I then slide your hand down my stomach to my almost dripping pussy. I'm so wet and horny for you its driving me crazy but I'm having to much fun to spoil what's in store for you. Your fingers brush against my outer lips, feeling how wet I am. You gently slide your fingers up and down my slit before parting me and going for my clit. Its throbbing from wanting you so bad and it doesn't take much for you to make me cum as you quickly push 2 fingers inside of me causing me to cum all over them. Smiling you hold your hand up and I eagerly lick my cum off them and lean down to kiss you so you can taste me on my tongue. You start to take the blindfold of, but I don't let you. Grabbing your hands I make you put them behind your head and tell you that you can't move them unless I say so. I start kissing and licking my way down your body to your cock that's starting to get hard again. I lick and gently bite around the base of your cock but that's not what I'm going for. Settling between your legs I start flicking my tongue against your balls going back and forth between the two. My licks start getting bolder until I stuck one in my mouth, scratching my nails down your thighs as I do which causes your hips to buck off the bed. I giggle at this and the vibrations from me doing that cause an extra sensation against you in my mouth. I move over to your other nut and as I suck it in my mouth you feel another set of lips wrap around your cock. You jump about 6 inches off the bed. At the sound of giggling you rip the blind fold off to see that it's my best friend Leah who's sucking your cock. It doesn't take for you long to get over your shock. While Leah is still sucking your cock, I ask you if you would like for me to do something other than suck your balls. You tell me to go down on her while you do the same to me. Moving to where we form a triangle, I start licking Leah's pussy lips, tasting her juicy sweetness. Sliding my tongue in between her lips is like sticking my tongue in a waterfall. She got so wet watching us before she joined in she is dripping like I was. I slide my tongue up and down not quite touching her clit yet, teasing her. When I do touch her clit she jumps an little but doesn't stop sucking you. I start making circles and figure 8s around her clit getting her close the cumming but stopping before she does, and I have a wicked reason why. Leah is a gusher and I want to see her gush all over your cock, and the more I can build her up the better. While I've got my tongue buried in her pussy, you've got your tongue in mine. The way you are sucking on my clit and sliding your tongue in me is driving me nuts and almost making it too hard for me concentrate on what I'm doing to Leah. Your tongue thrusting in and out of my pussy feels so damn good. Knowing you've always had this secret fantasy to see 2 girls 69 I suggest we do that. You move and lean back against the headboard while I lay on my back and Leah lays on top of me. We waste no time eating each others pussies. Raising my head up I stick my tongue in her pussy as far as I can, tasting and savoring her sweet juices before licking back down to her clit. Leah is sucking my clit in between her teeth and flicking her tongue against it. I'm trying hard to keep from bucking my hips but its useless and want her to bury her face in my pussy and tongue fuck me so bad. She starts rolling her tongue against my clit and I lose it. I scream as I cum so hard. Leah licks up as much of my cream as she can. Moving off of me she moves over to where you are and kisses you, letting you suck my cream off her tongue. You lay down and I tell her I want to watch her ride your cock. As she straddles you, you grab her hips and slam up into her causing her to moan loudly. I move so that I'm beside her and I can watch your cock slide in and out of her soaking wet pussy. I look at you and smile. Leaning down I start sucking on her nipple and pinch her other one with my fingers. As she's riding you, you starting playing with my clit. It feels so damn good and watching her ride you is such a fucking turn on. I tell you to fuck her harder and you grab her hips, slamming in to her as hard as you can. She screams as she cums. Her cum is gushing all over your cock and thighs. After a few moments, she can move to climb off of you and I lean down and start sucking your cock, cleaning her juices off of you. The taste of her and you in my mouth is amazing. You tell me its my turn and to get on my hands and knees. Just as soon as I get turned around you slam your cock into me deep and hard. I LOVE IT!! Grabbing my hair and turning my head so that I can look back at you, you reach up and scratch down my back so hard I have to bite my lip to keep from screaming. It feel so good. Leah slides under me so that we are back in a 69 position again. The feel of her tongue against my clit while your cock is slamming into me is fucking amazing. She reaches up and starts playing with your balls, lightly scratching them and licking them when shes not tonguing my clit. Leaning down, I start licking and sucking her clit with everything I've got. You start thrusting harder and faster and then a chain reaction happens, Leah gushes all over my face which pushes me over the edge and I explode around you squeezing your cock so tight it's hard for you to back any longer. Slamming into me, you shout as you cum so hard and deep in my pussy. After a moment, you pull out and fall backwards on the bed. Before I move off of Leah she reaches up and licks my pussy one more time to taste the combination of your cum and my cream dripping from me. Our bodies are still quivering as we all lay back against the pillows. Cuddling against you, Leah and I use your shoulders as pillows as we all drift into a short nap. The night is still young and we are just getting started. Long Day Wank She'd been horny all day since reading his account of his erotic dream, and couldn't wait to have another look at the attached dirty picture of his magnificent cock in the privacy of her bedroom. As she rushed around at work, one mind on her job, the other in the gutter, she was almost making a squelching sound as she moved about. She had that wonderful feeling of her lips sliding past each other as she walked. She loved it when she got so wet like this and nobody could tell. It was a welcome distraction - she loved how dirty it made her feel, and how each stride also caused her huge clitoris to rub against the seem of her jeans, causing even more secretions to flow into her now see through knickers. He'd love me to tease him with that view, she thought. If she had a skirt on, he'd be able to see the swollen head of her delicious clit, and her 2 thick puffy labia packed so tightly into those sopping knickers, producing the most delicious sexual bulge between her legs. In fact, all the visual stimulae that would make him nearly cum in his pants, and she knew it. They often thought about re-enacting this fantasy, where they walk about in public places, offering teasing glimpses up her skirt in say, the fruit and veg aisle of sainsbury. Nothing got the precum leaking from his swollen helmet faster than being teased in situations where he couldn't satisfy his needs, when faced with the most erotic views. It certainly made for interesting vegetable purchases afterwards though! A nice thick, curved courgette or cucumber would feature regularly in her trolley, and occasionally something slightly thinner like a carrot to slide into her tight puckered anus. Yes, she found the extra stimulation and taboo element of anal penetration always added that extra level of excitement from time to time. It was the end of a long day and was time to go home and let off some steam. All that pent up sexual energy had be released somehow, and she had lots of ideas how she might go about it. She had to get some food enroute home anyway, so the idea of stocking up on a nicely shaped, thick legume was sounding decidedly attractive. But there were so many other options, she mulled them over while she was clearing up the classroom after her busy day. She still hadn't tried the latest toy from her favourite online store either. She'd read so many reviews from other buyers that she couldn't resist buying it. She actually loved reading the different accounts from the men and women that bought the toys - as some were quite descriptive, and very erotic! She'd write her own one day soon.... It was one of those vagina pumps - which, admittedly was a little unconventional, but certainly made a nice change from the usual trusty vibrator - nice though they were! But, she quite liked the claimed effects, and new he'd love to see the results, knowing how much he got turned on by her large womanly labia and clitoris, making them even bigger would drive him wild. However, this effect was only a rather lovely side effect: a vagina pumps's main purpose was to draw more blood into her entire genital area causing it to swell and become hyper sensitive. The results were supposed to make orgasms incredibly easy and plentiful. Surely not a bad thing! That was decided then, a night in with a cheeky glass of wine to relax, her new purchase, her fantastically dirty imagination, his story and some fresh new pictures of his erect cum soaked penis. She couldn't wait. However, another deliciously filthy thought entered her mind - she wondered how it would feel to have something with a rather generous girth thrust inside her subsequently engorged pussy. How much tighter would it feel? More sensitive? Maybe even help trigger an orgasm just from penetration? Hell, it was with finding out! As she passed the vege aisle, she looked to see what was on offer. There was a rather impressive and very phallic looking squash that took her eye initially, but it was so thick, it would take some serious stretching to get it inside her. The feeling of fullness would be out if this world she thought, but she wasn't quite ready for that. She selected the thickest cucumber she could find, it had a slight curve so she could continue her search for her Gspot. They both loved the idea of having enough time to explore the inner depths of her vagina, using his hands and plenty of lube in search of that elusive spot. One day she thought, they'd get time enough to do it. It would probably be the day they also searched for his: he also loved the idea of finding the male Gspot. Being able to trigger an orgasm without touching his cock, and the promise of copious volumes of hot spunk were among the many claims from stimulating this elusive spot. As she stepped out her car, she could actually smell her own scent as she parted her legs to get out. Wow she thought, she'll be soaking the sheets this evening! Her inner thighs sticky with her secretions, her hairy cunt matted with cum. She almost ran in doors - the urgency to get off was overwhelming. Her naturally sexual disposition was a perpetual turn on for him, and her wanking habits made him want her even more. She knew he'd be so excited to hear about her evenings masturbation session. Armed with a glass of wine in one hand, the thick heavy cucumber in the other, she entered her bedroom and dug out her new toy and selected a lube from her impressively wide selection. This girl loved masturbating and took it very seriously! Why not take some time to enjoy life's pleasures. Her body was almost shaking in anticipation, she'd built up to this all day. She finally lay back on her bed and got comfortable. She'd already discarded her knickers while waiting in some traffic on the way home - she was certain she gave a lucky truck driver an eyeful of her juicey snatch in the process. Leaving the soaked underwear carelessly in view for any other drivers to see. For a second she wished she had the means to film her wanking session - the idea of sending him footage then knowing he'd wank off to her video perpetuated her state of arousal. The sticky skin between each leg stuck to itself as she separated her smooth thighs. As she did so this caused the thick folds of her copious cunt flesh to separate too - her huge labia slowly parted and draped open, causing strings of her thick cum to stretch between each lip. (I'm so hard writing this lol!) Every time she shifted her position on the bed, her lips would sway and jiggle under their own weight, provoking even more of her delicious lubricant to trickle from inside the depths of her sticky birth canal, unabated by her otherwise closed labia. It would then trickle down into the cleft of her silky smooth arse cheeks, as if deliberately lubricating her dark puckered arsehole ready for some welcome intrusion. She felt deliciously dirty - which belied her beautiful, warm and bubbly external character; who'd have thought such a highly sexed filthy minded fiend lurked under the surface. But this was one of the many many attractions he had towards her, and yet another reason he treasured their relationship; the perfect combination of kindness, calmness, beauty and pure sexiness. Her nipples began to tighten in anticipation - as she removed her new toy from the box. The picture on the box showed how clear vacuum cup would neatly surround her gorgeous vagina, allowing a perfect view of what was happening inside. The woman on the box was clearly enjoying the amazing effects. She smothered a generous coating of her favourite lube around her entire crotch, although there was so much of her own, it wasn't really that necessary. She slowly offered up the cup to her aroused vaginal area, and the cup neatly located, sealing against the wet lubricated skin. She could see her clitoris and labia protruding already into the clear cup, but this was their naturally aroused state. How was she going to fill the entire cup she thought? Tentatively she started squeezing the pump that was attached to the cup. With each squeeze the cup sucked tighter around her sexy mound, making her vulva seem even more pronounced. As the cup tightened, it was a little painful as the skin stretched beneath it, but this was just the cup settling into position and soon gave rise to some different sensations altogether. More pumping, and she could feel her entire vulva, outer and inner labia, and the entirety of her clitoris begin to engorge, causing that familiar tickly itchy feeling that signalled her heighten state of arousal. The blood rushing to the area was causing the most wonderful sexual heat in every region of her beautiful genitalia. She looked down at the cup that was now solidly affixed between her legs, and to her amazement, it was now well over half full with her swollen vagina. She actually felt the weight of her engorged pussy pulling downwards between her legs giving her a wonderful sensation of arousal she'd never felt before. Not only that, the cup was actually filling with her cum. A small pool of it was collecting inside the cup. Fuck she was turned on at the site and the sensation this new toy was giving her. In the nicest possible way, it felt like it was sucking her insides out, as though she was giving birth - her cervix was now clearly visuble at the mouth of her gaping opening. Everything about her pussy yearned for it to be penetrated and fertilised with a nice big load from his heavy balls. She knew the sight of her in this state would make him erect instantly, but rather than just plunge his thick swollen cock straight into her, she'd like him to carefully remove the cup from her now massive vagina, then pour the large pool of her cum all over his cock, balls and anus, rubbing her secretions all over his genitals, lubricanting himself in her juices. What a beautifully dirty idea to have - him smothered in her cum. She then imagined him positioning himself between her legs, his heavy cock swaying menacingly before her gaping entrance. Then, instead of plunging his erection straight into her, she wanted to see him wank himself off into her gaping hole, while she masturbated her deliciously erect clit. She was rubbing herself furiously as this thought flashed through her mind. Cum pouring from her swollen cunt, dribbling over her arsehole and onto the sheets. There was now a huge wet patch beneath her, soaking her bum. As she continued thinking of him wanking off into her open vagina, she realised she needed something inside her. The thick cucumber was within easy reach, but now she wanted to be on her hands and knees, imagining him standing behind her, taking in the gloriously dirty sexy view in front of him. He continued masturbating over her, barely able to stop himself thrusting his heavy shaft into her frankly vulgarly sexy cunt. It now looked so disproportionate in size, it hung down between her legs with such presence, anyone with a cock between their legs would surely be unable to resist it. She imagined reaching behind her, pulling her thick labia apart, presenting the hot inner depths of her silky vagina and wanton cervix to him so he could shoot his thick white cum directly into her womb. By this point, she had to have something hard inside her. She was certain that all the pumping had helped enlarge her Gspot, and would be within easy reach. She grasped the thick cucumber, and held it upright beneath her heavy vagina, while still on all fours. She slowly lowered herself down, offering the cucumber up to her gaping hole. She slowly sank down on it, inch by inch, consuming the thick shaft into her depths, savouring the feeling of being impaled on such a thick, long shaft, and entirely under her control. As she bore down, her cum coated the shaft. Every time she paused or moved back up slightly, she could see a distinct line where her love juices had begun to collect, telling her how deep shed gone. The sensation of fullness was so deeply satisfying. The combination of her swollen pussy, and the thicker shaft (thicker than any cock she'd ever had inside her) stretched her vaginal entrance and labia considerably, she'd never felt like this before. She rolled round onto her back, her bum back in the huge wet patch. As she moved, this caused a pistoning effect that forced out more of her cum, rudely squelching around the cucumber with every move. She began exploring the different areas of her cunt with the thick green vege. Different sensations came from different areas. She's had long cocks inside her before now, but their inconsiderate owners would merely plunge them into her, painfully hitting her cervix. Now she was in control of something even larger, she could direct the blunt end of the cucumber around it into the deepest areas of her vagina. Never before had she explored these depths and wow, she wished she had! The sensations made her knees tremble and seemed to trigger a sudden production of huge quantities of her thick creamy cum, frothing messily around her entrance. She played around more, imagining it was him, but somehow as if his penis had become as heavy and thick as the cucumber, with a huge purple bulbous head, gently massaging the depths of her pussy. She attempted to angle the vege towards where she thought her G-spot might be, but it was just too big! instead she gently withdrew it, her long lips dragging over the shaft until it eventually plopped out as her pussy juice dripped and air pressure released. It took some time for her vagina to relax back to normal, she loved that feeling of being left gaping open, stretched out - that deeply satisfying feeling of being properly fucked. She thought it must be similar to how it feels after having had several cocks inside her - another fantasy they'd both talked about but never lived out - yet. His slightly bi-curious nature had no objection to sharing her accommodating cunt with another mans cock alongside his. He'd fantasised a lot about how it might feel with his and another hard penis inside her juicey stretched vagina, fucking her, feeling their swollen heads moving over each other, surrounded by her hot juicey cavern. Their balls colliding as they thrust deeply then eventually pumping her full with their hot cum. He'd then go down on her, savouring the beautiful view of her open cunt with their 2 loads tricking from her insides. He'd lick her out, sucking their cum into his mouth, coming back up to her sensuous mouth and giving her the dirtiest of kisses, releasing their sperm into her mouth and over her swirling tongue, finally letting her drink the contents of their heavy balls, laced with her own sexy love juice. They'd shared this fantasy numerous times over the phone, often resulting in them both coming. They'd send pictures of the results to each other for future reference - which would often only be the day after as they enjoyed wanking so much! Whilst running his fantasy through her head she'd been giving her hypersensitive clit some much needed attention, then she resumed her explorations with the cucumber. Only pushing it in a couple of inches, angling it upward toward the front wall of her vagina to find her sacred spot. She applied more and more pressure and stroked the cucumber, forwards and backward, using its natural upward curve to full effect. As she went, she was beginning to feel the urge to pee. This can't be right surely? She continued anyway - after all she'd consigned the sheets to the washing machine so what did it matter if she had a little 'accident'?! The tension increased and she couldn't help but fight against it until suddenly, it was accompanied by that anus clenching tickling feeling that usually signalled an impending orgasm. She couldn't hold on any more, her now wet puckered anus pulsed repeatedly as she decided to let go. The wave of pleasure erupted deeply from within her - it was different to a clitoral orgasm, more encompassing, and a whole lot messier! Her clear ejaculate sprayed powerfully from her vagina. With every spurt, her whole vagina pushd outward, causing her lubricating juices to trickle out, combining with her ejaculate which jetted out from her pee hole. Her pushing had caused her cervix to push her labia open and appear in the entrance to her vagina, as if readying itself for his hot cum to spray over it directly, jetting his sperm into her womb and fertilising her. She thought the whole sensation must had been akin to a cross between a male orgasm, peeing and giving birth. Wow, so that was yet another new sexual experience to add to the increasingly long list! And a new toy that had safely joined her favourite list. Now it was time to go and add her account to the review section on the website, and send him a link. He'd love reading her account on a public site like that, it somehow made it even more exciting that they were sharing their sex life and fantasies in public for others to enjoy. Long Day's End It had been one of those days from hell. Demanding customers, temperamental co-workers and heavy rush hour traffic had combined to make it a very long day indeed. Turning the lock on the door and entering the cool darkened foyer, she slid off her high-heels and headed straight to the refrigerator. After pouring a glass of wine, she unbuttoned her blouse and headed for a relaxing bath. She slid off the short skirt that was just barely long enough to be acceptable for wear at work and paused to check herself out in the mirror. She was both proud of her appearance and yet critical, for she felt she could still look better even though she knew she attracted more than her share of admiring glances from both men and women. The tub was almost full, so she removed her bra, slid the always-suffocating pantyhose off and glided into the warm liquid. It was soothing to feel the warmth caress her body and she began to unwind as she finished off her drink. The plans for the weekend filled her mind as she washed herself and finished shaving. She preferred to be clean-shaven and maintained the smoothness of soft skin on her legs and pubic mound. While she was toweling off, she thought she noticed a movement out of the corner of her eyes. Stepping out of the bath, she peeked around the corner of the doorway, but found nothing. Shrugging, she returned the towel to the rack and entered her bedroom. A strong hand grabbed her from behind and another one covered her mouth. A menacing voice whispered into her ear, "Do as I say and you won't be hurt. Understand?" She nodded and dropped her arms to her side. The intruder led her over to her king-sized bed. "Put your hands behind your back," he commanded. She complied and felt cold steel encircle each wrist as he cuffed her, maintaining his hold over her mouth. Her heart was pounding furiously while she tried to remain calm. "Open your mouth," he told her. She did and before she could blink, he placed a rubber ball between her lips and buckled the straps around her head. He turned her around and it was the first time she could actually see what he looked like. He was dressed in a jogging suit and wore a black pullover ninja-style hood. Only his eyes were visible...and the bulge in the front of his pants. His eyes took in every inch of her nakedness. Looking her straight in the eyes, he motioned for her to get on the bed. Something about his demeanor was both reassuring yet still intimidating. She knew instinctively that he was not there to hurt her, but she wasn't too sure about the rest of his intent. He rolled her onto her stomach and wrapped soft rope tightly around her elbows, drawing them together as closely as comfortable without cutting off circulation. After looping the last of it around her shoulders, he then removed the cuffs from her wrists, only to tightly wind more of the soft rope around them. Tying her hands palms-facing, he cinched them, insuring the knot was between her wrists and her back, away from prying fingers. Rolling her over onto her back, he folded one leg and began tying it in a frog-tie, cinching it before moving to the next leg. She was totally, helplessly exposed, vulnerable to his every whim. His fingers began to glide over her firm breasts, teasing the nipples that hardened like diamonds. She felt herself becoming aroused in spite of the situation and tried to control it, only to make the feelings of arousal stronger. His hands moved knowingly towards her pubic area, pausing to gently massage her toned abdomen before going onto the heat that began to emanate from below. Her hips began to gyrate involuntarily as his fingers massaged her cunt lips, slowly sliding in and out of her wetness. She closed her eyes and tried to roll away, but he had tied her too securely and was in too much control of her. His hands slowly, firmly moved back up towards her breasts. His fingers tweaked and pinched her hardened nipples, sending unexpected...unwanted...pleasure waves down her body. After a few minutes of this, he stopped to remove his pants, exposing his pulsing hardness. He guided his shaft towards her head and unbuckled the gag strap. Removing the dripping ball, he positioned himself and gently slid his cock into her mouth. Her tongue involuntarily massaged him and as he pumped slowly, her hips began to thrust in earnest, begging for some attention. She could feel him thicken as her mouth was forced to make love to him, his hands playing with her breasts. Gradually, he slowed down to halt. Keeping his cock in her mouth, he reached into her bedside drawer for some wadding and came up with her panties. He withdrew himself and stuffed the panties into her mouth, sealing her lips with tape strips that he had pre-torn just for this purpose. He returned his attention to her now-soaked cunt. His fingers moved back and forth against her swollen clit, pausing to slide in and out of her pussy, just to break up the pattern. Her hips heaved and her breathing became labored as she reacted to his touch. Kneeling down between her legs, he moved the mask up enough to allow for his tongue to massage her throbbing clit. Up and down, he ran his tongue over her rigid sweet spot, pausing to envelope it from underneath. She could feel the crescendo building to its hotly desired climax and she found herself hoping that he would allow her to reach that oh, so sweet release. His tongue paused and slightly withdrew, rubbing both sides of her slippery lips until he knew it was time to return to the oral massaging that was driving her to desperation. Finally he continued long enough for the waves of relief to wash over her. Her body jerked spasmodically as the after-shocks came again and again, his tongue hovering just gently enough to plunge her into the depths of release while his hands squeezed her nipples. When she was finally played out, she lay there exhausted as he positioned himself between her legs and slowly slid his rock-hard member between her wet lips. As if in a dreamlike state, she laid there, eyes glazed, while he pumped faster and faster, the thrusts coming harder and harder until he, too, exploded with pleasure. After a moment's rest, he withdrew and rolled his captive onto her side. Gently he untied her wrists, then her elbows. She stretched deeply, like a cat, and then waited while he removed her gag. Kissing her softly, he held her while she drifted off to sleep. "Gotta get back to work, Hon," he told her just before she was too far gone. "See you when I get home." Long Days, Long Nights Long Days, Long Nights It’s been over a year and a half since I submitted anything and I still can’t believe how many responses I still get. Hate to have kept ya’ll in suspense, but things for yours truly have been hectic. However, that does not mean that it has been lonely. Since I last wrote, I’ve completed my first degree and have begun working on my second. I no longer live in Georgia having crossed the MississippiRiver into Louisiana to continue my studies. Since then I’ve been on the run, doing whatever work that has been thrown at me in order to become a college professor. But again, that does not mean it has been lonely. ***Again, I vouchsafe that these are real experiences. Names and places have been altered to ensure the privacy of myself and those involved.*** *** I’d been in grad school for four months and I was just getting an idea of what and where my career would take me. I’d come into a good program with a fairly good staff and several nice colleagues. In my short stay, I’d already managed to build a good position in amongst the other G.A.s (or Grad Assistants) and found myself a member of an elite clique within the social/political hierarchy. In other words, I have a GOOD thing going. The opportunity had definitely come at the right time. My hometown had run dry of fresh possibilities. A crude way of saying that the dating scene was dead but let’s be honest here. I’m an intellectual, Jewish wiseass. Here in the South where one is surrounded by upper class – sorority – ultra conservative – Christian “Southern Belles” that is the worst handicap a guy can have. “What’s the opposite of Christopher Reeves? Christopher Walken!” Is NOT a good icebreaker. The Soleman was starving! From those of you who’ve read my previous stories know, I’m pathetic when it comes to self-control and women. (Ok so I’ve gotten lucky and had a few girls jump into bed with me.) I don’t think my aged father realized how much more of a blessing rather than a warning that he gave me when he said, “Watch out for those Cajun girls. They’re crazy.” Amen. As it was, four months into my first semester that I had my first real opportunity to taste the local “cuisine.” I’d moved into a row of townhouses down by the river that divides the town in two. I was in a nicer section away from the low rent homes and noisy joints that typically mark a college town. Fortunately, we also get a different breed of woman out here. Small duplexes and row apartments interspersed amongst suburbia. This isn’t the atmosphere for the wilder types like apartment complexes and none of the dredges that come from dorm refugees. A cleaner side if you will. My own neighborhood is a private community, a mix of retirees, upper middle class, and more domesticated college students. The block I live on has two urban professionals and 8 sets of college kids. I live alone myself, my dog, Rip, to keep me company. There were several gorgeous women, but they were either spoken for, or simply immature. What a nice cliché. The nice thing was the pair of sisters living two doors down. Leslie was the petite, older one, barely standing up to my chest in her constantly bare feet. Let it never be said I have no will power. Lori was the younger, but more boisterous of the two. At 5’7” she looked the part. However I can say nothing has ever tickled me than watching little Leslie chew out her “little” sister, something Lori’s boyfriend, a marine sergeant, not have enough guts to do. Alas, their precocious nature set me aside as something akin to a brother. Honestly I was cool with that. Leslie also had a boyfriend, so both girls were already spoken for. And my own schedule would never allow for a decent, healthy relationship. Hell, there wasn’t even time for a good fuck buddy! In retrospect, I think all three of us subconsciously realized that and it was because of that we were relaxed around one another. Boy scouts honor, I was my complete unadulterated self. It sucks…but I wouldn’t have it any other way. If I’d never been in this position, I’d never have had this latest experience. *** I was always closest with Leslie, not to say that Lori and I didn’t have as rich a friendship. Not only did I help her with a paper (English degrees do have a purpose!) but she’d also set food aside for me on night I got home late from the office and didn’t have time to cook for myself. But I diverge. Leslie… Leslie’s boyfriend had stationed out in Iraq for already a year. He had already completed his term but was staying on for additional six for personal reasons. He’s also a career jarhead and, as Lori explained it, wouldn’t mind seeing a rise in rank a little faster than what’s average. Sometimes this led to a bit of conflict between Leslie and her beau, his career versus writing her a letter. I’m not at all dissing our troops, and I’m not playing the “other guy” here. This war has unfortunately brought some ambitious people to the forefront and often let personal relationships go on the slide to feed their drive. That’s exactly what I told Leslie when she showed up on my doorstep at 11 o’clock at night looking to vent. I won’t justify her late visit nor will I try to justify what happened that night. At the time I’d just completed grading finals, my own work completed and handed in a week before. So after a grueling 72 hour stint running files, records, and grade sheets between the various official offices (say that three times fast) I came home that evening completely intent of getting ripped, no connection to my dog. I’d had a couple of beers and given Rip his favorite treat. Picture if you will a strung out, wrung out grad student sitting on a GoodWill, secondhand couch drinking Woodchuck cider and a oversized English pointer lapping Killians Red out of a chafing dish. Good times. And good times dictate better smoke. Leslie had left a note on my door earlier in the day stating that she was due in that night and wanted to talk, so I left the front door unlocked and the front light on. Thoroughly relaxed I sat down to watch some TV when Leslie called to give me an estimated time of arrival and an offer for a couple of crawfish po’boys. I left Rip on the couch with his beer and ran upstairs for a quick shower. I had just stepped out of my bedroom when I heard the familiar rap (shave and a hair cut) of Leslie. I opened the door to find her balancing a couple of take out boxes and her purse. Rip returned her cheery greeting with a sullen beer fart and he skulked upstairs to crash on the futon in my office. As per tradition we sat opposite each other from across the coffee table and the venting began. Trent (her beau) had gone into another tirade because his CO was making him go home for some R&R, evidently not buying the “good soldier” routine Trent had been playing up. People, I cannot begin nor will I ever understand how a guy with so much to come home to (i.e. the sullen blonde tearing into a Po’Boy while tearing into her boyfriend) would be willing to sacrifice that for personal gain. As always I didn’t have to say much before her anger lost steam and she slumped back into my pathetic couch sated. “Oh, hey,” She said popping up and digging in her purse. “My friend down in Alec (Alexandria) hooked me up. How about we forget this shit and roll one?” And with that plopped a small baggy of grass onto my table. I broke out a pack of rolling papers and sitting Indian style on the floor, began to clean a bit for a joint. I was still fresh out of the shower, sitting there in a tank top and jeans with my damp hair in my face. About the hundredth time I flicked the same annoy hair out of my eyes, Leslie let slip a little giggle. She was still sitting on the couch adjacent to me. By now she’d slipped off her sandals and was reclining back on the tattered mound with her feet stretched out towards me. Absorbed in what I had been doing I’d never noticed and now found myself inches from her cute size 6 feet. Bubble gum pink nails facing up at me. I suppressed a gulp and quickly looked back at her face. (Did those damn things wink at me?!) “What’s up?” I asked, putting the finishing touches on a nice bomber. “I was just musing on how funny it looked with you down there. Like some servant.” She grinned. “All I need are the two other guys to fan me with palm leaves.” I closed the back door and blinds as she lit the tuber. I sat on the couch with her and we caught up on what’s been going on in our lives, trading inside jokes. And got plastered. They say pot is a cortical suppressant, but it didn’t help me not to jump when she swung her legs into my lap suddenly. “Ah Dave, you’re awesome. You cook, you got the looks and attitude,” She sighed. “Unfortunately all my single friends are bitches.” “So I’m awesome, huh?” I replied between chuckles. “Oh, Hella yeah.” She said, taking a puff. “We…that is you…need some attention.” “I got you girls, that’s all I need.” She patted my hand…which accidentally somehow was on her right foot. That’s the nice thing about being a foot guy; you can cop a feel off women you’re familiar with, without getting smacked. Reflexively I gave a light squeeze. Usually this happens holding hands so it’s only natural. Needless to say it was the best pick up line I ever used. “Hm, That’s nice. I’ve been driving in those fucking platform all afternoon.” “Well, you did say I looked like a servant earlier, I’ll be one for…hm..” I glanced at my watch, “One hour and I’ll give you a foot massage.” Damn she looked cute bouncing up and down like a child with a new toy. “Deal.” I resumed my earlier position Indian style on the floor, this time facing her. A pillow tactfully dropped over my lap to hide what would be inevitable. Granted folks, I would have given her a foot massage regardless of my fetish. But because it just so happens to be mine (and therefore Our) fetish, certain matters are going to..*ahem*…arise. She produced a small bottle of lavender scented lotion and I applied a small dollop to my hands. Rubbing it into my palms I got down to work. For those of you who want to meet the same success as I do (and you know who you are, thanks for all the inquires you guys) takes some notes. I started out rubbing with my thumb under the ball of her right foot. Evenly displaying the pressure of my other four fingers across the tops of her feet lightly started kneading my thumb in small circles throughout her arch. Using just enough force for it not to be ticklish and not painful. This is seduction people! Not interrogation! I brought my other hand down her shin and over the tops of her toes, bending them toward me slightly and arching her foot. This traps the nerves along the sole against the bones, maximizing the sensations. Right then I heard the first soft purrs escape her lips. I put more lotion on my hands and this time began with her Achilles and heel before repeating the process I’d done on her right. I gave her right ankle and heel the same treatment as the left before working both feet. I rolled my fingertips underneath her arch, this time resulting a small giggle as I hit ticklish spots on purpose. I then flattened my hands against her feet rolling them upward until the meaty part of my palm reach the curl of the ball of her foot. My fingers curled over, spreading her toes slightly and pushing them back. “As soon as I remember how to speak I’ll come up with a better word than awesome.” She moaned. With fifteen minutes to spare I brought both hand one her left foot. Massaging her tender uppers while both thumbs swirled against the sole. She was now alert in her seat, eyes switching between her watch and me. As my hands left her right foot minutes later I announced the end of my “service” and took a swig of my Woodchuck. “Naw-uh.” She said, “You still owe me two minutes.” Son of a bitch. She was right! Who did she think was being cheated those two minutes? Me or her!? “What can do I then madam.” I replied in a bad butler impression. “You’re not awesome, You’re a saint!” (God I love Catholic girls) “And as my personal saint I’d like it if you blessed my anointed feet.” And with that she burst out giggling. Caught up in the moment I leaned forward. “Ok,” I said and kissed her right big toe. This made us both laugh and she again turned her attention to her watch. “45 seconds, c’mon.” I shrugged and again leaned in. I finished kissing all the digits on her right foot and leaned over to he left. “ten…nine…eight..” She counted down as I kissed my way down the lines of little shrimp. Too call her own little bluff I paused long enough for the time to run down to the last three seconds before popping the two last toes (Forget Catholic girls, God bless pinkie toes) into my mouth. She squealed as I did this, thankfully without any traces of disgust. “That was weird.” She said smiling. “What? I was almost out of time. I can’t have you going around telling everyone I cheated you.” Five minutes later she let out a long breath of air and sighed. “Well I’m glad that’s over.” I paused with my beer inches from my mouth. “What’s over?” She lit a cig and leaned back, looking at me down the beam of her tiny, delicate leg. “That I figured out your deal.” Now I was totally confused. Alarms and klaxons were going off in my head. I fought off the urge to run and asked, “So what is it?” “You’re totally into feet.” I must have let something slip past my poker face because she suddenly became apologetic. “No, No! It’s not a bad thing. Shit it’s more convenient than other guys, what with staring at a girl’s tits or ass.” Utterly defeated I offered up only a silent shrug to signify my agreement. “Oh No! I mean it!” To emphasize this she pounded her tiny fist against my already beaten couch. After knowing for almost a year I took this to be the onset of one her usual tirades against society’s conventions. I’ll say this, for a sorority chick, she has an awesome sense of individuality. “Christ, I listen to my stupid ass sorority sisters talk about how when a guy cops a feel on a dance floor, it’s not cheating if your boyfriend is away on duty. In their books it’s like flouncing around in a flimsy bikini. You’re going to get looks.” She paused to catch her breath; this was getting good. “I understand why you’d hide your preference, those same stupid bitches who wear the bikini also get pedicures but think guys playing with their feet is gross. I Pay to have my toenails and feet cared for too, so if you look at them it’s no more than if I wore a bikini. As a matter of fact it’s better, cause swimsuit lasts awhile, but you’ve gotta get pedicures every few weeks. So you admire my feet, it’s what I paid for them for.” I applauded and Leslie took a small bow. As she was leaning back, however, her foot knocked my shield, my remaining dignity, my pillow from my lap. Her mock pleasure (thank God) turned to real pleasure as a sly Cheshire smile spread across her face as it dawned on her what had been exposed. “Ooohhh seems my investment has grown too…” She sniggered and lifted her foot up to my pronounced bulge, wiggling her toe into its peak. I stopped breathing. The next few moments stretched into hours as I went deaf. The only thing I could hear was my heart beating in my ears as she began to “play” with me. She was leaning forward now. Hands planted on her knees and her lips parted slightly. Her eyes glued to the mass that she discovered in my lap. By now both feet framed my very erect cock through my loose jeans, her feet alongside it dwarfed. “Let me see, “she breathed. “Leslie, I think…” “Let me see” she said cutting me off. This wasn’t a lusty desperate command. Nor was this a playful taunt. Both times she’d spoken Leslie’s eyes never left my crotch. There was a hint of concern in her voice; it was gentle, meager. She wasn’t quite detached, rather, she was homed in on what she had produced from me. It was like she could believe the situation, but determined to know the extent of the “damage.” I slowly unbuttoned my jeans and worked them down; Leslie lent a “hand” by hooking her toes into the waste band of my boxers and slid them down. As my extended member flipped out from it’s cotton prison she again framed me with her feet, this time the distended pole poking straight through the hole made between her arches. “With any other part of my body this would be cheating.” She said slowly sliding her feet up and down. “How’s this different?” I asked, worried that she’d bolt. “This is like dancing, it’s not cheating if a dance partner grinds into you.” She said. “Isn’t this a bit different than that, I mean…clothes?” “Right” and with that she slid her shorts down and off. No panties, no hair. Little Leslie likes to shave… “This is different,” She said folding her shorts next to her and putting her feet back on my dick, “Because you’re the dance floor and I’m the only one grinding into me.” With that she slid a finger against her slit. “I’ve never done this before, Dave. Am I doing it right?” I suddenly found it hard to breathe, “You’re doing perfect.” “It was so fucking great when you did that thing with my toes.” “You mean sucking them?” “No, that was mind blowing, I almost came right then! But what I’m taking about was spreading my toes. I wanna try something, ok?” “Shoot.” She laughed, “I hope not. C’mon up here and sit on the other end from me.” I scrapped my now useless jeans and sat where I was asked to. Leslie never stopped diddling herself the whole time and launched her feet back to my dick the second I sat down. Her tiny toes could barely accommodate me, but she managed to slip me between the big and index toes of her right and left feet. “God it’s like having a red-hot silk rod between my toes!” I simply shuddered. “Can you cum like this?” She asked, her eyes big and hoping. “Of course, I wouldn’t enjoy feet totally if there wasn’t some way I got off on it, right?” “Perfect. You’re going to cum when I do.” Her hand was now frantic, spreading the delicate folds of her female blossom, pausing to rub vigorously into her clit. “Well slow down or I won’t be able to.” “Doesn’t this feel good,” she said, pouting. “Oh it feels brilliant, but it’s just not hitting the right spots me make keep pace with you.” “How’s this then?” And she slid her left foot off and pressed the sole against the underside of my erection. Her right foot still had me locked between her big and second toe, stroking. On every down stroke the sensitive spot underneath my dick head would rub against the soft ball of her foot. Her left toes gently gripping my tip. She got an immediate answer as precum began oozing out the hole and collected between her toes and down along my shaft. Lubricated her right toes now slid deftly up and down my swollen length. “Goddamn,” Was all I could manage as my body locked in sheer ecstasy. Leslie began murmuring sweet urgings as her fingers matched pace with her skillful toes. “C’mon, cum. Want, need feel it on my feet. Foot fucker, my stud. Cum.” It became one long word, an incessant chant. My eyes drifted back and forth from her feet to her gushing pussy. She has two fingers working inside of herself. The thumb flicking across her clit whenever on a down stroke, meeting her highest moment of pleasure with mine. Suddenly I felt her muscles strain and her speed doubled. “C’mon horse cock. Cum, Footstud, cum. God I’m so close. Close.” She rolled her head back for again locking into a starring contest with my blind, one-eyed member. “Cum on my feet. Let me feel it.” That’s all it took for my body to relinquish its hold on the building orgasm. My body drained as I came harder than ever before. I was reeling in orgasmic, pot-tainted glory and I unloaded months of pent up juices. Long Days, Long Nights The second my cum flowed out between her toes Leslie’s feet slid up to the head and whipped back and forth to catch as much jizz as possible along her tender soles. At the same time her own orgasm hit. She was a woman possessed, uttering one long string of curses after the next. Each time my cock seized and delivered another dose to her silky soles her body lurched. Each blast of cum caused her to jump as she moaned, groaned, and clawed at my shitty couch. Giggling and giddy, Leslie snatched a tissue from her empty dinner box and wiped my goo from her sodden feet. “Dave that was fucking sexier and more intense than anything I’ve ever done!” “Not so bad from my side either, babe. That fucking rocked!” I said falling into my own post-orgasm glow. Tossing the tissue back into the empty food carton, Leslie noticed a small spot of cum she’d missed that’d settled into the corner of her big toe nail. Grinning at how my spent cock flailed and jumped of its own volition, as she did it, Leslie licked the tiny bit up. “Hm, I see women licking their own toes has a major impact on you too, huh?” She smirked. Again I shrugged and we both laughed. “Mmm. You’re pretty fucking tasty there. If I didn’t have my boy I’d try drinking from the tap.” I could only wish. *** Leslie and I agreed what happened was a matter of the time and the place. Nothing changed in our relationship after that. Trent came home just in time for Leslie to graduate from college with her first degree and together they got a place in New Orleans. Evidently they’re both doing very well even though Trent’s scheduled to fly back for service in September. In the meantime Leslie just recently called. Evidently a nice Jewish girl from down there is moving to our sleepy little town and Leslie wants to hook us up. Long Days Night I come home one day, and I see you there fresh from the shower, in nothing but your dark silk robe, your legs glistening from the water. I can smell the body lotion on you. I'm in my suit and tie, and I go to you and kiss you deep, my hand slipping under that robe, the flimsy knot was never meant to keep me out. I kiss your neck, and when your body reacts, I can tell you just don't want a hello kiss. You grab my hand and drag me into the bedroom, but it is the last time you take control. As soon as the door closes behind us I push you down on the bed. You're still standing, arms bracing your body. I lift that short little robe up, exposing your bare ass. I run a hand down between your legs, and I can feel the heat from your sex. I kneel down to lick, to taste, and you push up against me. I love it. You love that I'm still wearing my suit. I stand back up and rub my swelling groin up against your ass. "I want it," you say. I don't respond, undoing my belt. You think you're going to get satisfied, but I have other plans. I fold over the belt in my hand, and run the leather up your legs, to let you know what's coming. You bite your lip in anticipation, and I see your fingers grab the sheets tight. I put my left hand on your waist, and pull my right arm back. SMACK. I probably hit you a little harder than I should've, but I'm excited. I see you recoil, but you only let out a small yelp. I rub the red mark I left there with my free hand apologetically, but I can tell you want more. Again I hit you. SMACK. You don't cry out this time. I know you're not giving me the satisfaction of knowing that I'm hurting you. SMACK. You're trying to get me angry to punish you more. SMACK. A little harder this time. With my free hand I can feel you getting wetter. SMACK. Your body is quivering; you are so close to the edge. SMACK. My strikes are slow and methodical. I don't want to cause you real pain, but I want you to know who's in charge. SMACK. I grab your hair; make you arch your back. SMACK. I hear you whimper "you're so good to me baby." that makes me smile. I drop the belt and pull you straight up by the hair, your back to me, your robe flowing open. You and I love the feel of the silkiness against us. I kiss your neck, my right hand going under the robe, my cotton shirt contrasting against the silk. I cup your breasts and then keep moving down your stomach, to your dripping pussy. I can hear you gasp when I touch that perfect little spot; it has swollen up with anticipation. You have both hands under your hips behind you. One on my waist, keeping me close, the other rubbing my giant manhood. I spin you around to face you and kiss you. You help me shrug off my jacket, and now you're tugging at my shirt, pulling it out of my pants, and I tug off my tie. You start unbuttoning my shirt, but with your two hands there in front of me and the tie in my hand, I have other plans. I wrap the tie around both your wrists. You smile up at me. You know you've been a bad girl. I grab another tie from my dresser and wrap it around your eyes. I can see your body shake. I guide you down on the bed, and I use the loose end from the tie around your wrists to fix you to the headboard. You lay their squirming, your silk robe adding to the sensations on your skin, your knees bent, and legs swaying from side to side. I grab one leg and fully extend it, the heel on my shoulder. I start kissing down to you knee. I grab the other leg and start to do the same. I can feel the warmth coming from in between your legs, but I need to tease you a little more. I put myself over you, bracing myself so I can kiss you and my open shirt can tease your skin. I want you to feel and hear my remove my clothes, so with exaggerated movements I remove my shirt, leaving my wife-beater and slacks on. Your head tilts back, mouth open. I grab it with my hand, tight. I push my face close so you can feel my breath. "Have you been a bad girl?" I ask. The words bring you so close to the edge. "Yes, baby," you say. You can practically feel me smile as I kiss you. I bite at your neck, working my way down to your breasts. The nipples are hard, despite the ever increasing temperature in the room. I run my mouth around your tits, my tongue around the edge of the nipples before drawing each one into my mouth, my hand teasing the other one. I start to work my way down to your stomach, my chest resting on your clit. Your hips rising, grinding against my undershirt. I kiss your ribs, your stomach, your belly button and hips. You giggle and gasp at my teeth and tongue teasing you. I work my way lower, to your swollen little clit. It feels hard on my tongue, the juices taste sweet. I can hear you gasp, and you rise up to meet my face. I alternate making my tongue narrow and wide, licking you from bottom to top. I can see you tugging at your bindings; I know you can't take much more. I pause to remove my undershirt, to tease you a little, but then I keep licking, teasing your asshole with my tongue, lapping away at your sex juices, I can feel your body shake with an amazing orgasm that gets you even wetter. "FUCK ME NOW!" you demand. I smile at your demand. I stop licking, but I keep one hand on your pussy. I move up next to you, on my knees. I undo my pants and pull them down to my thighs. I pull out my cock, and run it across your lips. As soon as you realize what it is you suck on it hungrily. Your pussy moistens even more, and I rub your clit, your hips rising as your head bobs. I pull my cock away. "Stick out your tongue," I tell you. I smack my cock against your lips and tongue, and then allow you to keep sucking. The sensation feels so good; I can't concentrate on your clit anymore. I swing one leg over your body so I'm straddling your chest. I grab the back of your head and start fucking your mouth. I hear you gag a little. I pull out and ask "you okay, baby?" "Yes, please don't stop," you respond. I go on, keeping a good steady rhythm, getting close to the edge. But I want to fuck you now. I pull out of you and slide down. Your legs spread in anticipation, but I have other plans. I flip you over; hands still bound, and put your ass in the air. I allow myself on last lick as I pull my pants off. I shove my dick in your twat and I feel your body recoil against me. I put my hands on your waist and start to fuck you. I pound slowly at first, I don't want to cum just yet, and as excited as I am I will if I don't contain myself. So I go softly and rhythmically, smacking your ass as you push back against me, grabbing your hair, arching your back again. But this isn't good enough for me. I've had enough of being dominant, and now I want to make love to you. I pull out of you and take the tie off your eyes and flip you over. I remove the bindings around your wrists, and you wrap your arms around my neck and kiss me deeply, as if for a job well done. I brace my body and enter you, a little more slowly this time. My pelvis rubbing up against your clit as I thrust and you raise your hips in response. Your legs tighten around my waist as you get closer to the edge. You nibble on my ear and whisper "cum for me baby." I can't take it anymore, and I explode in you as you have another orgasm. I collapse on top of you as I shudder, my whole body responding to one of the most intense orgasms I've ever had. Our sweaty limbs getting tangled as we kiss and hold each other, basking in the glow of what we just did.