0 comments/ 23576 views/ 0 favorites Meeting Anne By: johncorwin I met her online. She had a profile that was both intelligent, yet with a spark of adventure. It had comments like I'm adventurous, willing to try new things, and looking to explore. Her interest as a submissive more than caught my eye, so I took the theme to heart when I wrote her. Her response was what I had hoped for. It was reserved, yet with a bit of naughtiness, curious more than anything. Hesitant and unsure, but willing – and that is always the most attractive quality. She was like so many who wanted the freedom to explore new horizons without worrying about conventions or what her friends would think. So we agreed on some rules. That we would be lovers and nothing more, that she would follow my lead, and that the first no meant push just a bit further and the second no meant no. We decided to meet for tea. When I arrived, it was at a French café in downtown. A place near her apartment - elegant, proper and quiet. And she was waiting just as she said she would. Dressed in a white blouse with a tailored skirt; her red hair falling loose over her shoulders. I asked if I could sit down with a wry grin across my face, knowing who was truly in charge, and did so. And we began our conversation. It was strange because we already knew more about each other than either of us cared to admit. And this was just a formality to which we both submitted. "Myself? I run a small ad agency," I told her, "and was simply looking for a playmate, to open up both their worlds to new experiences. I laughed, knowing I love nothing more than to explore and to push the boundaries. She told me about herself, and about her desires. I ensured she delved into all of them, telling me in a shy and somewhat shocked voice, worried about being overheard. I could tell she was aroused from it, from being pushed a bit. After sipping tea and finishing a small sandwich I suggested we wander back to her house. And we did. It was a charming place, clean and nice with light streaming in from the windows. The furniture was meant for entertaining and followed the lines of simple sophistication. We entered. Quiet and unsure of what to do. I asked for a glass of wine. She smiled and went into her kitchen. And when she returned, I spoke. "Why don't you open your blouse." It was more a request than a question and it shocked her a bit. She didn't smile or frown. She simply handed me the wine and began to unbutton. When she was about to pull it from her skirt, I stopped her, "No. Leave it in." Her skin was beautiful and her breasts were held by an elegant and very white brassiere. "Does it open in the front?" She nodded and unclasped it. And her breast almost fell out, freed of the constraint. "Come here." I said. And she walked to me. I caressed her lips with my fingers, slipping one into her mouth and letting her feel the texture of my skin. My finger trailed down to her breasts, leaving a slight blur on her lipstick. The wet finger touched feather lightly on her nipple, feeling it's taughtness grow. I could see her breathing quicken as I rolled the nipple softly in my fingers. I let go for a moment. "Take off your panties." Her hands went under her skirt and pulled on the lace. She bent over to pull them over her shoes, bending down, almost touching my own hardness. "Now pull your skirt up, to above your thighs." I walked behind her and caressed her rear. Feeling her firm ass, moving a finger between the cleft of pale skin. I looked to her. "How do you like being naughty? Hmmmmm? Have you ever touched your own ass? Or do you just prefer to watch someone else do it?" I never waited for her answer as my finger probed her opening. Not entering, just pressing. "Do you like that?" She nodded a bit, nervously. I pulled my finger out and gave her a firm smack on the ass. She jumped just a bit, "Yes," she blurted out. "Yes what?" I teased. "Yes, I like it." "You like what?" I urged. "I like your finger in my ass." "Mmmmm, you are learning aren't you? You are a good slut, aren't you?" She nodded. God, I could feel her wetness begin. "Take off your skirt." I stepped back to watch as she unzipped the side and let it fall to the floor. Her shirt was held by just one button. Revealing her body, yet hiding the patch of soft hair. "You really are beautiful, you know." She smiled just a bit. "Tell me you know." It was almost harder for her to admit her beauty than to stand naked in front of me. "Come on, tell me." Her shoulders went back, her head came forward, "I'm beautiful." She smiled, "I'm very beautiful." "And your sensual and sexy," I said. I could tell she was getting into it. "I'm very sexy," she began. "And somewhat naughty. But I want to be even more. I want to be seductive and sensual and bad." And that was when I kissed her. My hand went to her breast and squeezed. It moved to her crotch and caressed it. My hands were rough and hard and treated her so. I grabbed her hand and moved it to my crotch. And she grabbed at my cock through my pants. She held its length firmly and tried to pull it out. I pushed on her shoulders, telling her what I wanted by doing so. She sank to her knees, throwing her hair over her shoulder and opening my belt. I watched her. Her eyes were intent on opening my pants. Again I stopped her. "First my shoes." She groaned, not wanting to stop her actions. But she complied. She removed my shoes and socks, almost hurling them off my feet, and then rushed back to pull my pants down. And when she enclosed my cock with her lips it was like nothing I had felt. Her mouth was so wet and warm. Her tongue pushed against me and rolled me around in her mouth. Her fingers grasped at my ass and pulled me into her. She took me out of her mouth and held me and ran her mouth on the side of my penis. Her eyes broke their gaze for a moment and stared into mine before engulfing me again. I let her go for a moment while removing my shirt and then raised her from the floor. I lifted her leg and raised her foot onto a chair, exposing her sex from beneath her shirt. I stroked my cock, feeling the remains of her saliva. Her own hand I placed beneath her shirt and started its motion. And I kissed her. Our tongues met and entwined as our lips separated and we stayed that way. Playing with ourselves, our only contact our tongues. When my hand went beneath her, I only felt wetness. Wetter than I ever felt. I knew what would be next. I knelt beneath her and moved my tongue into her and explored all the folds and hidden areas of her sex. I could feel her body start to shake as I moved deeper. And then she exploded. It was like opening the valves of a faucet when she came. And I in no way wanted to stop. I kept moving and exploring until finally her hand came to my head. I could only barely hear her words, "Please…" I pushed her onto the chair. One knee resting on its seat, her other leg firmly on the floor. One hand holding onto the ornate back of the chair, while the other grasped the arm for support. Her shirt was now open and draped off her back as I entered her. My own hands reaching around to feel that hard nub above her sex. My thrusts were hard and long. And my hand treated her clitoris in the same manner. And she met every thrust with equal energy. My one remaining hand reached up for her hair, pulling her head back. Forcing her to arch her back even more and raise her hips. I moved her hand to our sex. Placing her fingers on my testicles. We were both moaning at this point. Talking dirty and screaming lewd directions of "harder, faster, just fuck me." And when I came I pulled myself out of her to cum on her back. Watching the white streams of sex streak across her buttocks and hips. I placed myself back inside her and tried for a few more thrusts before pausing. I could tell she was smiling as I began to rub my fluids into her back. She twisted her head to watch me. Giving me the opportunity to move my fingers to her mouth. She caressed my fingers with her tongue, taking my semen into her mouth. I then touched them to my lips. Tasting myself. "I think I'm going to like this," was all she said. And we started again... Meeting Anne Your name is Anne. You only know me as N. Or Sir. You want...no, need, a Master. You emailed me after reading one of my stories and said you had a boyfriend but he didn't understand your needs. You thought, from reading my tale, that I do understand what you crave. That I may be the Master you seek. You asked my age and I told you the truth.You are so much younger than me but you are keen to learn and it doesn't seem to be a problem for you. Maybe this is because you have a maturity beyond your years. You have already told me of your political and academic interests as well as your desire to be controlled, to be punished, as your Master so wishes. Boys of your age are just that. Boys. They may turn your head. You may get wet when you think of their limbs entwined with yours. But you know that, ultimately, most cannot stimulate you mentally. Nor do they have an inkling how to use you. Deep down, you know you need to be dominated and you need to find someone to lead you along this path. Your only experience, so far, is someone who spanks you before fucking you. You tell me you love this. I feel envy towards this man. But maybe he has awoken something in you and I am the one to take you further. If I think you are ready. Are you ready Anne? Do you think you are worthy of being my submissive little slut? You obeyed me when I suggested you experiment with a leather belt. Your response certainly showed promise. "After reading your email i went upstairs and belted my hand a few more times to think of the feel, then i masturbated with a video cam i have hooked up to my TV so i could watch my cunt seep juice as i fingered it. i came really hard thinking of it too! and thinking of u strapping my bum" I have already set you some tasks to perform. Even though you were not entirely successful, you showed great willingness to learn and it amused me that not only was a failure because my test aroused you so much, but that the punishment aroused you even more. You may have higher thresholds than you think. You show great potential and I have decreed we should meet. You may leave the arrangements to me. All you need do is turn up as and when instructed and ready to be obedient. You will arrive wearing your shortest skirt and tight T shirt. No bra. It is important that everyone sees your nipples sticking out when you meet me. They will assume I am your daddy and I will make great show of how I'm taking you to my room to discipline you. They will hear me reprimand you. They see you, looking nervous. In the elevator you will allow me to put my hand up your skirt and play with your bottom, inserting a finger between your buttocks. You will wriggle for me, breasts jiggling. It matters not that the bellboy watches. Perhaps I will allow him to lift your shirt and play with your nipples. Would you like that? This young boy having the freedom to play with you? And this was exactly how our meeting began. In my room, I order you to undress. I have to inspect you...to make sure your pussy is bare. It looks like you did as I asked but I make you put a leg up on the chair next to the writing desk. I peer closely at your cunt. I see a stray hair. You will be punished after all. I bend you over the chair and begin your spanking. There is a knock at the door. I tell you to remain in your position. It is the maid. She has come to turn down the bed. I beckon her in. You will be so embarrassed...but that does not matter. I ask the maid if I may borrow her feather duster. I hear the maid gasp as I hold the feathery end and swish the stick twice upon your bottom. You straighten quickly, giving her sight of your delicious bouncing tits. She leaves with a large tip. I force you to sit on the chair, knowing you will be a little sore. You know you have to unzip me. Taking out my cock, you gasp...surprised how hard it is. I hold your head and feed you.. I'm aware you are playing with yourself as you take me in your mouth. It is no problem for me when I lift you up and sit you on the back of the chair telling you to open your legs and wrap them around me. You feel my stiff cock nudging against your cunt. Then I'm inside you. You are so wet. After a few minutes fucking, you are close to orgasm. I carry you to the bed, still inside you. Lifting you off my cock, I position you on the bed and place a plump pillow under your hips. This elevates your ass and gives me a better angle to penetrate you. But first we must continue your punishment. I know you are still a little sore from earlier but it was only two strokes after all. I decide a spanking will suffice. The belt can wait for next time. If, that is, you maintain your promise. I rub my hand over your bottom and then strike. The smack comes before you are ready and you squeal, more in surprise than pain. The others come in quick succession and soon your buttocks are very pink. I place another pillow on the floor and kneel, stroking my cock in readiness for entry. I tell you to spread your buttocks for me and I see your little anus. I reach for your pussy. You are very wet. It seems this little private humiliation is very exciting for you. You soon feel my cock pushing into you. Slowly...stretching you... Soon you are pushing your ass back against me. "Fuck me Master" you gasp. "Fuck me hard. Shoot your spunk up my cunt...please Master." I groan as I come inside you. Just a couple more thrusts as my orgasm subsides and you tremble through yours. My spent cock slips out, a trail of cum dripping down your thigh. I lift you up and embrace you. We kiss. Without my bidding, you drop to your knees and take me in your mouth, cleaning my cock with enthusiasm. "You have done very well. Return home and await my next instruction." Meeting Another Couple with Anna Warning: this story contains wife swapping, wife watching and lesbian sex. * Anna and I had gone back to chatting on line with other couples since the Halloween party. Although we had plenty of offers we didn't feel the need to rush into anything. We both had settled on the fact that swinging was something we both wanted in our lives but we had put ourselves in situations beyond our control. In a clear state of mind you think you know what you would do but sometimes you expose yourself and in this type of lifestyle you have to know your limits. We had met a lovely couple online who only lived 20 miles away. Mike was 55 and his wife Shirley was 46. They like us had only a few experiences and reading about their experiences shocked us into reality of how far we had gone. Shirley would tell us how wet our experiences had made her and Mike very politely would say how he wished to get his hands on Anna. After a few weeks of chatting online we exchanged photographs of each other dressed very casually. Shirley was a knock out in her photo and Anna found Mike to be very attractive despite his age. From looking at the photos and reading the way they described themselves, both kept in good shape. Mike couldn't praise Anna's photo enough and his comments were very tasteful leaving Anna very hot and bothered. Shirley dropped the bombshell though confessing that it was Anna she was really interested in. I couldn't stop laughing when I seen my wife's face. We were a little disappointed that Shirley had waited a month to confess she was bi-sexual to us, but they had met too many men pretending to be bi women online. Anna had confessed to me many times about sharing a woman but felt too scared to try it. We had met many couples online with bi wives looking for the same but Anna felt it was something she would never try. We continued keeping in touch and Shirley would talk about seducing Anna as I sat groping and teasing my wife. Mike would also chip in and Anna would have some pretty big orgasms as she typed back. I guess we both felt a meeting wouldn't happen as after 7 weeks neither couple posed the question, until now. Anna was very honest with Shirley confessing her feeling about lesbian sex. Anna wanted to try it but didn't feel she had the courage. During this time I didn't even think if Mike was bi, but he quickly reassured me that he was straight. The thought of watching my wife getting off with another wife as I sat with the husband was pretty erotic in a strange way. I definitely wanted to watch my wife with Shirley. Even swap wives with Mike as I was keen to fuck Shirley and watch Mike fuck Anna, but the idea of watching with another man gave me mixed feelings. Shirley suggested meeting for dinner and staying at a hotel in the middle of our locations. That way we could get to know each other without anybody we know bumping into us. We would have separate rooms meet for dinner and go from there. Shirley also reassured Anna that if she only wanted to swap husbands then that would be fine. On a very wet and washed out August afternoon we were checking into a very nice hotel just outside of town. We drove up early Saturday morning and checked in with plenty of time to do a little shopping as we weren't due to meet at the bar until 6pm. After dropping our bags off at the room we headed into the city centre for some food and shopping as Anna wanted some sexy lingerie. She had plenty with her anyway but she always liked to buy a new fresh set whenever we stayed in a hotel. Anna had picked out some very sexy and revealing outfits at the lingerie store and we headed for the changing rooms. The changing rooms were at the back of the store which allowed the men to enter with the women. They were cut off from view of the shop floor with seats outside the actually booth so the women could show their men once dressed, but you weren't allowed into the booth together. As Anna entered the booth and closed the door I took my seat and waited. Another younger couple also entered and the guy sat a few seats down from me. After a few minutes Anna opened the door to show me her new garments. "Well what do you think? Oh shit!" she said quickly closing the door. I could hear my wife laughing and apologising behind the door as I cracked up laughing. The guy sat near me also started laughing realising my wife's embarrassment. Anna had stepped out not realising someone was sat near me. I'm sure the guy didn't mind though as she looked very hot. Anna was wearing a red satin quarter cup bra showing most of her breasts and nipples, with matching suspender belt and g-string. After trying on a few other things she left the booth not looking at the other guy and dragged me with her. She told me she had decided on what she wanted and that I had to wait until tonight to see it. I couldn't wait. Back at the hotel we both confessed how horny it made us seeing her step out in front of an unsuspecting stranger, and were soon between the bed sheets having a dirty fuck. Shirley and Mike texted to say that they had checked in and would meet us at the bar as planned for 6pm. I was wearing a smart pair of shoes with black trousers and a white shirt. When Anna stepped out from the bathroom once again she managed to blow me away. She stood in a black sleeveless button down dress with a slight v-neck and a tie around her waist. None of her cleavage was on show, which I have to say is a first. She was also wearing a sexy pair of black strap heels which revealed her soft feet. I knew our new friends would be very impressed. I however was more looking forward to seeing what was under that dress. We entered the bar and Mike signalled us over to their table. He quickly shook my hand before taking Anna's hand and kissing it like she was a princess. I kissed Shirley on the cheek as I admired her beauty which was complimented by her dress. Shirley was about 5"6 probably weighing about 130lbs with sexy curves. She had long black hair to her shoulders and she was wearing a very sexy strapless red cocktail dress which ended mid-thigh. Mike got our drinks and we chatted like old friends before going for our meals. Anna and I had talked about her experiencing Shirley. Anna couldn't decide one way or the other. I was keen to see her explore this avenue but made sure I was ready mentally to support my wife. This time there would be no standing by as we lost control. Anna had left it in Shirley's hands; if she could be seduced then Anna would just flow with the evening. After the meal we went back to the bar for drinks. I sat with Mike talking sport while Anna sat with Shirley talking shopping. As the drinks flowed the conversation became a little looser and Shirley's hands began touching Anna. My attention became focused on my wife as I half listened to Mike. I could see Anna was tipsy if not drunk as Shirley's hand rested on my wife's leg. Anna pretended not to notice until the hand began moving up and down her leg. I could see Anna becoming more nervous the longer Shirley was touching her so I suggested move to our room for a quieter drink. Anna welcomed the decision and Mike bought some wine to take to the room. Once in the room Mike and I poured the drinks and Anna quickly gulped it down before handing me the glass back. Shirley took a hold of Anna and sat her on the bed. Mike and I sat on the sofa and settled down to watch our wives. Mike was clearly turned on and so was I but for the first time I was holding back as I watched out for my wife. I couldn't relax until I knew Anna was totally ok with everything. I allowed everything to proceed watching for a change in reaction from my wife. Something I was unable to do in the past. As Anna sat on the bed Shirley stood over her slightly bent forwards with both of her hands rubbing up and down Anna's exposed thighs. Shirley then leant forward and kissed my wife softly on the lips and Anna closed her eyes as she kissed back. The two women climbed on to the bed slowly still kissing very slowly and seductively. Shirley then led on top of Anna as my wife opened her mouth and grabbed the back of Shirley's head. Two beautiful married women were now locked in a passionate embrace whilst their husbands looked on. Mike stood up and made his way to the open window where he sat smoking a cigarette and drinking his wine. I remained seated transfixed on what his wife was about to do to my wife. Shirley broke from the kiss and moved to Anna's neck and ear lobe. As she planted very soft kisses all over my wife's neck she began to unbutton her dress. My cock became hard as each button undone revealed more of her flesh that Shirley began feasting on. As I released the throbbing cock from within my trousers I noticed Mike had also taken his cock out and was slowly wanking. Shirley had managed to undo all the buttons on Anna's dress without fully exposing what was underneath. Once the last button was undone Shirley stood up and began to pull her strapless dress down over her breasts. She was curvier than Anna with probably the same bust. She looked to be about 34C. As the dress was slowly being pulled down her eyes never left Anna's and vice versa. My cock twitched as Shirley exposed her breasts and dropped her dress around her ankles leaving her in red heels and a lacy pair of red panties. Shirley then climbed on top of Anna again and lowered her breasts to Anna's mouth. I watched my wife open her mouth and taste another woman's nipple for the first time. Shirley remained on all fours above my wife offering her breasts to my wife's mouth. After a few minutes Shirley moved back between my wife's legs and bunched up the lower part of her dress around Anna's waist exposing a sexy pair of white panties. These were quickly removed and Anna gave out a deep moan closing her eyes as she felt Shirley's breath on her mound. Shirley was soon flicking her tongue across my wife's clit as she bucked her hips. As she pushed her face further into my wife's mound I could sense her orgasm was near and so could Shirley. Anna was arching her back and filling the room with loud moans of pleasure. As soon as she came down from her orgasm Shirley stopped eating her pussy and inserted a couple of fingers into my wife and preceded to finger fuck her to another orgasm. Shirley stepped away from Anna and left her lying on the bed totally satisfied as she sat next to me on the sofa. She took my cock in her hand and slowly stroked it as she smeared my pre-cum around the tip with her finger. I couldn't help but moan in delight before she stopped placing her finger into her mouth and tasting my juices. "Do you mind if we watch Dan while Mike takes over for a while?" she said. Before I had time to answer she bent down and swallowed my cock as she started to deep throat me. "She's all yours Mike." I smiled at him as he approached my wife. I was receiving the best blow job of my life as I watched Mike offer his cock to my wife. Anna led flat on her back with her head on the end of the bed as Mike stood over her feeding his cock into her mouth. Anna reached above her placing her hands on Mike's waist trying to pull him in deeper as he thrust between her lips. Shirley raised her head and sat stroking me again telling me she didn't want to miss anything. I slid off her panties and began massaging her clit as we watched our partners on the bed. Mike began to rock his hips with some force and Anna was moaning with pleasure. He then reached forward taking hold of her dress and flipped it open revealing her new sexy outfit. Shirley and I both moaned with approval of my wife's sexy black corset. It pulled tight across her waist helping to enhance her bust even more. Mike withdrew from her mouth and helped remove her dress completely. He then pulled her to the end of the bed and positioned himself between her legs. Grabbing hold of her breasts through the corset he instructed Anna to guide him into her pussy. Anna held his cock as she rubbed it up and down her lips. Then without warning Mike pushed forward with a deep lunge and filled my wife with cock. Fair play to him he had some stamina. He moved his hands to Anna's legs and held them apart as he really started to fuck her hard. Even Anna admitted to losing count of her orgasms during that session. Mike slowed his pace but did not withdraw as he allowed Anna some recovery time. Shirley got up and made her way to the bed. As she climbed onto the bed she straddled my wife as she offered her pussy to Anna's mouth. Anna opened her mouth and began eating pussy for the first time. Mike had clearly smashed all of Anna's inhibitions away with the pounding he had just given her as Shirley grabbed two handfuls of my wife's hair and began to slowly grind her pussy into Anna's mouth. Very soon Anna and Shirley were cumming for two very different reasons. Mike had started fucking Anna hard again as Shirley came all over my wife's face. Mike poured another round of drinks as everybody to take a break. I joined my wife on the bed and gave her a deep lingering kiss which had a new taste to it. Shirley then dragged Anna to the window for a cigarette while Mike commented on how sexy he thought Anna was. When the wives came back to the bed it was Shirley who took the initiative and laid me on my back as she took her position above me. By the time Anna had done the same to Mike, Shirley already had my cock buried deep into pussy and was riding hard as I squeezed and sucked on her breasts. I almost shot my load but not because of Shirley but because of what was happening next to me. Mike was flat on his back holding his cock up straight. My wife was kneeling high but low enough to brush the tip of his cock with her pussy lips. She rocked back and forth teasing his cock as she reached behind her back and unzipped the corset. I shot my load deep into Shirley as soon as the corset dropped from my wife's body. Simultaneously the corset fell from her body exposing her breasts as she sat down on Mikes cock. His hands quickly cupped her breasts and she began to bounce on his cock as hard as possible. Shirley rolled off of me as she coated my spurting cock with her juices. Anna leaned over and grabbed my shrinking cock as Mike was soon filling her pussy with his cum. That night we slept in our own bedrooms and I got to fuck Anna in the morning with that corset on before we met Mike and Shirley for breakfast. We said our goodbyes and have kept in touch with the hope of a repeat performance.