0 comments/ 31590 views/ 1 favorites My Dream By: MsSeminoleWind the following is part of a recurring dream I had over a several weeks period of time. After dreaming the same thing more than twice I began writing down what I remembered in the mornings when I awoke. This is only a first part of the dream. If I get enough positive respond for the rest of the dream, I will post them simultaneously. So please feel free to give me your honest opinion Jumping out of the shower, I grabbed a towel and ran to grab the phone. "Hello" I said breathlessly, water dripping from my hair "Heyyy you. Wanna go look at swimsuits, maybe see a movie this afternoon?" my friend Kesi chirped into the phone. "Sure, can I dry off and get dressed first" I laughed, thinking how wet and silly I must look standing in a puddle of water dripping from my body. "You aren't dressed? Mmmmmmm, now why is that?" "Because I was in the shower when you called. I jumped out to answer your ring." "So you're standing there naked talking to me?" Kesi purred in a demure voice. "Yes, looking like a wet puppy, I'm sure" I said, again laughing at the thought "more like a wet pussy.........cat, I mean"purring still with that southern twang I love to hear "hahaha, I know what's on your mind, Ms Smith," easily shifting gears. At this point, I should explain Kesi and I are both working women, both married and we both have kids. We have known each other for over 4 years and have a lot in common, so we hit it off from the first time we met. Somewhere along the way our friendship went a bit deeper and we realized that we were sexually attracted to each other, which surprised us both since neither one of us had ever really been attracted to another woman. Being very unsure we didn't rush into anything, but moved easily from being just friends to being lovers. To the world she is my best friend and only that. When we are alone and time permits we are the best of lovers. "I'm sure you do.....like it's ever far from your's." she purred into my ear. "Listen," sounding serious, "were you serious the other night when you said if I needed you to, you would do ‘anything' for me, anytime anywhere?" "Sure," my mind wandering exactly where she was going with this. "Hmmmm, okay then." she said, her tone closing the subject and moving on. "What time should I pick you up?" "Wait. You can't ask me a question like that and then not tell me ‘why'?" I replied anxiously wanting to know the answer. "I'm curious, is all" was her reply. "About what, though?" I asked. "Whether you meant it or not. I've never had someone tell me that, is all."she said laughingly. "What are friends for, if not to help a friend in need?" I said, matter-of-factly. "Yes, but anything, anytime, anywhere? That's a good friend, a very close friend" "Well, I consider you my very best and very closest friend" I said. "And I'm here if you need me." "I'll have to give it a test sometime," Kesi said. "You do that," I said, so sure of myself, "and if I fail we'll have to work out my punishment." referring to a private joke of her giving me the wet noodle treatment, an old Ann Landersism. "Punishment, hell..... well, maybe I can make it punishment for you and very pleasurable for me" purring again, letting my mind wonder a thousand places. "I'll be there to pick you up about 10 o'clock. Wear one of your skirts and your sleeveless summer sweater that buttons up the front, it's hot outside today" the click in my ear told me she was gone. It also left me to wonder what the hell that last statement was all about. Kesi never told me what to wear and I never told her what to wear. "Hmmmm, strange" wrapped in a towel I opened the back door to see what the weather was like. Right away I was struck by how humid it was this early in the morning. "Guess she was right" I thought to myself. "It's going to be hot and the humidity is already terrible" thinking nothing else of it I went back inside and headed back to finish my shower. At five minutes of 10 o'clock, Kesi knocked on my front door. "Heyyyyy you," I said as I opened up the door to my friend. "Ya' ready?"came the familiar southern twang. Stepping inside, she scanned my outfit. I did a mock periouette to show her I had taken her advice. I was dressed in a short denim skirt that buttoned up the front, a sleeveless sweater and sandals. "Does the lady approve?" standing primly, curtsying as I felt a french maid might. "I like that subservient tone. Keep it and you'll go far with me." smiling seductively "And yes, your ‘lady' does approve that you wore what she told you to wear." Kesi exclaimed in a most superior tone. Giggling at how easily she fell into the role of pretend Mistress, I grabbed my purse and headed for the door. "I'm ready if you are." "I'm very ready" Kesi said, right behind me. In the car, Kesi drove us to the mall where we would have a variety of shops to choose from to look for swimsuits. In the mall we both decided to try one of the bigger department stores first and headed that way. Seeing a couple I liked immediately, I began looking for my size. I am a larger woman and feel I carry my weight well for the most part, but at 5'10" 200+lbs, and am what has come to be known as a BBW(big beautiful woman). Finding sexy swimsuits in my size isn't always easy. But today I was in luck. I found two styles that I really liked and pulled them off the rack. I walked over to Kesi to see if she'd found anything to her liking. "No. I don't see anything that I really like. I'll just tag along with you while you try your's on, if it's okay" she said, searching the racks a few seconds more before giving up. "Of course it's okay" I said without a thought and headed to the fitting rooms. The store's fitting rooms were fairly large with doors that close and lock, with no ceiling. Glancing inside I saw a place for Kesi to sit and motioned her in. I closed the door and locked it and began to undress completely. I grabbed a couple of the long thin brown hygienic tissues from the box on the wall and pulled the bottom of the suit on, holding the tissues in place between my legs. Looking in the mirror, Kesi was laughing silently. "Scared you are going to catch something?" "The only things getting into this pussy are the things I want in it. I'm just being careful" nodding my head once like the lead character in a ‘Laurel and Hardy' skit. I pulled the top on and looked in the mirror. "Well, it looked good on the rack" I said, looking doubtful of my judgement now that I had it on. "Try the other one on, then I'll tell you which one you need to buy" "Tell me, huh?"laughing, "You are in control today, eh? You forgot to tell me." "I'm always in control. I just let you think it's 50/50." she said smiling, her eyes twinkling as she said it. "Try on the black one. I bet it looks good on you." "Yes, Ma'am" I piped up with as much smart-ass as I could muster. As I took off the offending suit's bottom my back was to Kesi. I bent over, pulling the bottoms down slowly around my ankles, teasingly baring my ass to her. "Careful, I just might take you up on that offer and use it" she said, eyes twinkling mischieviously. "Oh, please, would you?" I mockingly begged and stood up walking over to get the black swim suit. Trying on the black swim suit, I liked what I saw in the mirror more than I did with the first suit. Turning around so I could see my backside, a major point of focus when choosing a suit, I was facing Kesi. "That "V" at the top complements your bustline, as if you needed to draw anymore attention attention to them." "What about my butt? How does it look?" turning around so she see what it looked like in the suit, but still trying to look myself over my shoulder. "Stand up straight" Kesi demanded, laughing at me. "I can't tell anything with you twisted up like that!" Feeling almost like a little girl, I dropped my hands down beside me and stood while she analyzed my ass in this swimsuit and how it looked. "Well?!" I asked. "Back up just a bit" taking a small step back, so close to Kesi I imagined I felt her breath on my thigh. I felt her run a finger underneath my suit leg, from my hip down to the curve of my ass, following the material. "Looks almost edible from this angle." Looking down at her, I felt fingertips slip into the other leg of my suit, followed by the warm palm of her hand. I couldn't help moaning quietly....keeping in mind that the fitting rooms had no ceiling, so sound would carry. "Did you really mean it when you said you would do anything for me, anytime, anywhere?" She asked for the second time today just out of the blue. "Yes, Kesi, I've told you that already"enjoying her touch, "why are you asking me that now?" "Because the statement has stuck in my mind since you said it..... and I want to see if you mean it," she explained as her hands continued to roam inside my swimsuit bottom. "How can I prove something like that to you" I whispered, trying not to moan The look on her face told me she knew exactly how I could do it. "By doing as I ask of you for the rest of the afternoon, without questioning it."Kesi said, smiling like the cat that ate the canary. The realization hit me now that I had painted myself into a corner in this, with her guidance, of course. "Huh?" I said, taking what I thought to be a step forward to stand up. One of Kesi's hands gripped my ass cheek, while the other hand held onto the suit, keeping me where she wanted me. "Doing what that you ask of me?" "Anything, everything, anytime, any place.... isn't that what you said? You did mean it, right?" "Yessss, I meant it. But that was if you needed me for something." "Then I'm taking you at your word. I ‘need' you to do this. Now stay where you are and take off the swimsuit bottom for me." I began to work the swimsuit down over my hips and let it drop to the floor. "Now spread your legs and bend over and down." I now felt very self conscious knowing what view of myself I was presenting to her. I was totally open and vulnerable to her as I reached silently toward the floor. "There's a good girl." I felt Kesi's hands caressing my ass and her breath on my left cheek. A moment later I almost sensed rather than felt the feather touch of the tip of her tongue teasing my slit. Her hands caressed up the back of my thighs, over my cheeks, then spread my outer lips open. A finger gingerly dipped into my slit, now blossoming open under her touch, then spread the increasing wetness there over my clit. Dipping her finger back into my open blossom, she surprised me by moving her finger up and spreading my juice thickly over my nether passage. The surprise of having my anal passage teased and lubed gave me a start, but as I began to move forward Kesi firmly said, "Stay". The tone in her voice gently commanding me, so I did. Her finger resumed it's labors, completely wet again from another ‘dip'. Slowly Kesi pressed her finger into my now very relaxed anus. "Yes," I heard her whisper, "open up for me, baby."as she pushed one finger into me, and I did just that. Bending over, completely naked, my body was issuing its own ‘open invitation' to first one finger, then another slowly pushing the second finger in and then a third until it was buried deep along side the first and second ones. Holding her fingers there a moment, she began to twist them inside me, moving them in and out of me. Opening my mouth to question where she was going with this, she shushed me. "Ssshhhhhh, no questions, you promised"as she said this she pulled her fingers out of me, but they were quickly replaced with something not as warm and not as soft as her fingers....I winced and sucked in my breath as I felt my ass being spread wide open as the object was pressed into me, then a sense of relief as my anal ring closed around what seemed to be the base of this intruder. Something was left outside though, that rested, not uncomfortably, between my cheeks and something that felt like a thin string rested against the length of my slit. Kesi's hand moved down and spread wide my outer pussy lips, exposing my clit, though not large, fully aroused. I felt the cold ‘string' move a little, then felt my clit being pinched between her fingers very hard. The feeling of something being clipped to my clit shot through my body. Kesi held me in place, otherwise I would have bolted with the first pinch. "What the hell was that?"came out of my mouth without a second thought. "A little gift I've wanted to give you for a while. Hold still" After the initial shock had worn off, the pinching feeling became less and less uncomfortable. Kesi's fingers worked behind me, then she told me I could stand up and finish changing. As I was putting the swimsuit back on the rack, my curiosity got the best of me, "What is this ‘gift' you've wanted to give me for a while?" "Ever since you told me you were there for me, that you'd do anything I needed, anytime, anywhere..... I've had this image I can't get out of my mind." she volunteered. "What image is that?" grabbing my skirt and buttoning the buttons as I spoke. "Of you being my, um, well, doing what I tell you, for a day. Doing things to you and making you do things you might not usually do in places where you wouldn't usually do them." "What?.....really, like your submissive for a day?"I replied, astonished but intrigued at the idea of Kesi wanting to dominate me, even for a day. I had to admit the thought was very erotic. "Yes, really. And knowing how you like that ‘edge' of pleasure/pain, I knew a butt plug and a clit clip would be just what the doctor ordered. I wanted to make you take both, without knowing what I was doing to you. " Smiling , I said, "So ‘anything' means I must do whatever you say to prove I meant it? It's not going to be this easy, though is it, Ma'am?" A grin that lit up her face at my calling her Ma'am. She understood it was okay to keep going with this, and she did just that. I reached down to get my bra and found only my top. Realizing my bra and panties were missing, I asked Kesi where they were. She picked up my sleeveless sweater and handed it to me, "You'll go without them for the rest of our afternoon together." My mind went into overdrive. I am a 40D, so the idea of leaving the fitting room braless in just a thin sleeveless sweater with my nipples shining brightly, wearing a short skirt without panties wasn't something I would ever do. I was rethinking the whole deal now and Kesi must have known it, by the look on my face. "Here, put on your top and let's go get lunch."she said in a tone that didn't leave room for question, as she reached for the door knob. Quickly I slip my top on as she opened the door and walked out. I followed, very conscious of my state of undress. The smirk on Kesi's face as she looked back at me told me she knew exactly what she was doing to me. As we passed the men's suits, she stepped in to look at the blazers in a corner. Feigned interest, I realized as I felt her hand reach under my skirt and pull gently on the chain draped between the clip on my clit and the big plug she had in my ass....serving to intensify the pinching of my clit. "Anything, anytime, anywhere" she whispered, as I looked around to see if anyone had seen what she'd done. Breathing a sigh of relief at not seeing anyone near us, I stood still as she fingered my pussy out in the openness of the store. "I'm hungry, let's eat"she said walking out of the suits. As I walked beside her, the thick object buried inside me seemed to somehow began to move a bit, creating a feeling that it was vibrating. At first it was very gentle, but the more I walked the stronger it became. I must have slowed down a bit, because I felt Kesi's hand on my arm. "Are you okay, hun?" I smiled and reassured her I was fine and sped up my steps. The feeling was not unpleasurable, in fact the steady vibration was working its way to other parts of my body, making it very hard to concentrate on the task of just walking out of the store and to the car. Out of the blue, the feeling of a small jolt of electricity shooting into my clit caught me totally off guard. I came to a complete stop, but the feeling was gone. I've lost my mind, I thought to myself. "Are you sure you're okay?" Kesi asked, looking as alarmed as I felt. "Yes, I'm okay. I must have moved wrong or something. The clit ring moved, I guess." smiling to set her mind at ease. Looking past her I realized we were standing outside of the shoe department. Looking past her I saw an opportunity to change the subject quickly, "Look at those sandals. I bet those are comfortable." Kesi turned around to look at the shoes I was pointing out. A broad smile crossed her face as she picked up the sandals. "Let's see. Come on." Walking over to the salesman, she asked him if they had that style in an 8 ½.. "Why are you asking for that size Kesi? You wear a 9." "I'm not trying them on." She said matter-of-factly, still smiling broadly. "You are. Sit down, the salesman will be right back," and she sat down in one of the available chairs. I sat down and waited the few minutes it took the very attractive young man to come back with my size, wondering nervously why Kesi was so happy about this. It didn't take me long to find out. The salesman came back with the sandal in my size and bent down in front of me, gently lifted my right foot off the floor, taking the shoe off my foot as he did so and spreading me legs. Resting my barefoot on his bent pants thigh, he leaned down to take the sandal out of the box. As he did so, he glanced up. In this position, he had a perfect view up my skirt, which had ridden up normally as I sat down. In my pantiless state, this gave him a full view of my shaved cunt with a silver chain running the length of my slit on the outside. The clit ring was hidden by my fat outer lips, but the look on his face told me he was seeing enough. His hands faltered momentarily on the sandal, but commendably, he recovered well and put the sandal on my foot, taking his time fastening it for me. "How does that feel?" he asked, his eyes meeting mine in a knowing gaze. I felt my cheeks flush red under his gaze. "Let me slip on the left one. That way you can walk in them both to see just how good they feel." and with that he lifted my left foot, slipping off that shoe as he did so. Leaning down to retrieve the left sandal from the box though, his eyes never left underneath my skirt. His hands didn't seem to work as effortlessly this time as they did with the first. He fastened the sandal and let my leg rest at an angle again on his bent leg. Looking over at Kesi, I knew this was what she wanted to see. I would never have done this on my own. I was so uncomfortable, yet aroused at the same time. I was in a very public place with a very good looking young man down on his knees in front of me, spreading my legs to look at my naked pussy, and no one around us even knew what was going on, except Kesi. I was caught between being ashamed of myself and needing to find a quiet place to take care of the need that was building in my body. "Stand up and walk around a bit," the saleman said, clearing his throat, but never moving from his position on the floor. I stood up and stepped around him, walking slowly, gingerly on wobbly legs. Turning to look at Kesi, I was shooting her daggers with my eyes and she just laughed at me. "Looks very nice from my angle, how about your's?" she asked talking to the salesman. "Oh, the view is great from where I'm kneeling" he said, the realizing what came out of his mouth he quickly added, "they look great. You have the legs for those." Walking back to sit down, "I'm not really sure. So I'll just wait" looking at Kesi, who knew I had no intention of buying them in the first place. My Dream Hi Daddy, I miss you already. I was so happy to see you last weekend. I must admit that I am still a little in shock about what happened between us, but if I am completely honest with you, I have to say that I haven’t been able to get you or any of things you did to me out of my mind. Last night I was having the hardest time getting to sleep, I have been so restless since you left. So, I played with the toy you gave me and made myself cum, three times actually, thinking and remembering how wild and rough you were with me. I never knew that I could be this excited or sexual. I still can’t believe that it was with you Daddy. I had a dream once I finally fell asleep last night. I wanted to tell you about it. I dreamt that you were coming to pick me up and take me out to dinner. You got to my apartment as I was finishing getting ready. You sat there and watched me, without saying a word. I wore a tight-fitted black dress, black stockings with a garter belt, and black lace panties. I didn’t wear a bra because the back of my dress was too low cut. The front of the dress was a low cut halter that tied around my neck. I pulled my hair half up so that you could see my face. The ribbon that tied around the back of my neck hung down below my long blonde hair, almost touching the dress that gathered at the small of my back. I put on the beautiful earrings that you gave me, sprayed a little perfume on my neck, and put on my lipstick. I must admit that I felt so nervous with you just sitting there watching my every little move. I brought out two pairs of shoes and asked you which ones you liked better. You chose the high heeled black ones that wrapped a couple times around my ankle. As I came out totally ready, I saw a smile come across your handsome face, and we left for dinner. We went to an incredible, very nice restaurant and as we walked in you never took your hand away from the small of my back. Daddy, I feel so safe and protected when you touch me that way. I saw you whisper something to the girl working inside the door, then she smiled and took us to the back of the restaurant to a very romantic table that had a half booth kind of seat wrapped around the back of it. I sat down first and admired the two candles burning on top of the beautiful white tablecloth that hung half way or more down to the floor. You moved in to sit so close to me that our legs were touching. For just a moment, I looked out into the room I was facing wondering if anyone knew that you were my father. My attention quickly went back to you when I heard you say, “Baby, you look gorgeous tonight.” I shyly lowered my head a bit and grabbed onto your arm, putting my head on your shoulder, “Thank you Daddy.” You kissed my forehead and stroked my hair. When the waitress came you ordered a bottle of wine, never taking your hand off of me. I opened my menu to see what this incredible restaurant had to offer, but before I read the first thing, you took it from my hands and closed it. When the waitress came back with our wine, you ordered for both of us. Daddy, I love how in control and how very strong you are. As we drank the first glass of wine, I felt your hand move to my leg. You were slowly moving your hand up and down my thigh, giving me such a warm feeling throughout my entire body. Your very strong hand eventually moved down to my knee, and as I felt your fingers start to slowly move back up my leg, I could feel that you were lifting my dress up my thigh beneath your hand. You stopped to trace the lace on the top of my stockings and then moved up to play with the strap on my garter. My heart was racing. Then your big strong hand made it up to the warm skin of my inner thigh. When you touched my panties it made me catch my breath. You smiled at me. Your strong fingers slowly, softly ran up and down my panty covered, wet, bald little pussy. I could no longer hold my body still; I started squirming in my seat. You took your finger and pulled my panties to the side and pinched my swollen little clit between your fingers. “Hold still my angel.” It took every ounce of energy I had to obey you, but I knew from the tone of your voice that I had no choice. “Spread you legs for Daddy,” you whispered to me. I again did as I was instructed. Your very strong finger rubbed circles over my wet swollen clit and then moved down to the tight entrance of my little pussy. When you thrust your finger deep inside of me, I had to close my eyes and once again catch my breath. Your finger pushed in and out of me first slow and then faster. “Daddy, you are going to make me cum.” “Don’t you dare,” you sternly said into my ear. I sat as still as I possibly could, feeling my body tremble and ache fighting back the urge to explode on your hand. I could feel my face so hot. Then you pushed your finger deep inside me and held it still. I was so grateful that you stopped moving for a second because I don’t know how much longer I could hold back. Then you began wiggling your finger inside me. I wanted to cum so bad, I begged you, pleaded, but you continued to say no. I looked up and saw the waitress walking to our table with our dinner and squeezed my legs together. “Open them,” was all you said. I started to protest a bit, but your finger never left me and you once again said, “Open them, NOW.” I parted my thighs slightly, feeling my face flush. “Don’t make me tell you again, open them all the way.” I did as you said. As the waitress put down our plates, I looked up and saw that her eyes were glued to your hand and my exposed little pussy. She looked at you and smiled. I looked at you and saw you give her a wink. I looked out into the room wondering if anyone else was watching us. As she turned to walk away, your finger pulled out of me and moved up the top of my panties. “Lift your little bottom off the seat baby.” As I did what you asked, you quickly pulled my panties down. I could feel you sliding them all the way down my legs and I lifted one foot and then the other as you took them completely off me. You squeezed them into your fist and then brought them up to your face. You took a deep breath with my wet black panties covering your mouth and nose, and then with my big blue eyes glued to your every move, you placed them into your pocket. Throughout dinner you continued to play with my little cunt, never allowing me to cum. I felt weak from the torture. The food was delicious but I couldn’t eat much with the feelings that were flooding my body. When the waitress came back to see how we were doing, you finally took your finger from inside of me and put it into your mouth. All while she watched you smiling. My body was frozen, I couldn’t move. When she finally walked away, you told me to go to the ladies room and not to come out until I had permission. I didn’t know what you meant, but I didn’t argue, I slid out from behind our table and on shaking legs walked to the ladies room. When I got in there, there was no one else in the room. I was grateful for that. I sat down at the vanity in front of a large mirror and tried my best to cool down. I was trying to take some slow deep breathes with my eyes closed when I heard the door open. I looked up to see our very pretty waitress smiling down at me. She had big blue eyes just like me, with long very dark strait hair. She told me that she had a talk with you and you told her to come in and handle me. I didn’t know what she meant. I really didn’t know what to do when she started rubbing my shoulders. She told me to relax, but there was no chance of that happening. Your big strong hands on my body was a new experience in itself, but now there was a woman, albeit a very beautiful woman putting her hands where yours had been. I was so scared that someone would walk in on us at any moment. She moved in front of me and knelt down by my knees. As I stared at her manicured hands slowly lifting the bottom of my dress up my legs, she told me what you had said to her. She said that I was not allowed to come out of this room until I came…for HER. I was so nervous I nearly started crying, but I couldn’t take my eyes off of what she was doing. As the hem of my dress moved above the lace of my stockings, she started pushing my legs apart. I hesitated for a moment, realizing that I was dripping wet and not wearing any panties. She looked up at me, smiled, and placed her body in between my legs moving her head up to my face. Her hands moved from my legs to the back of my head. Then I felt her hold onto me by grabbing two fists full of my hair making my head pull back. I closed my eyes not wanting her to go on, and yet not wanting her to stop. Her lips pressed against mine. It was such a different feeling than kissing you, she was soft and her mouth was much smaller than yours. I followed her cue and let my lips part. Her warm wet tongue gently pressed into my mouth tasting mine. As her tongue slowly licked and circled mine, I could feel my body go limp in her arms. Her hands held onto my hair so tight, but her kiss was soft and sensual. She began to move her wet tongue deeper and deeper into my open mouth. I tried to mimic her moves. Finally, she pulled her tongue back and sucked mine into her mouth. Her soft lips moved up and down my tongue, which made my little pussy throb. When she stopped sucking my tongue, I opened my eyes and looked at her beautiful face. She gave me several more gentle pecks on my lips and then took her hands out of my hair. She looked at me and smiled while her hands slid down to the base of my neck. She untied the ribbon that was holding on my halter top, letting the top of my dress fall to my waist. When she took my very hard nipple into her mouth, I wanted to scream. My head fell back and I closed my eyes not believing what was actually happening. She was holding my wrists so tight around the back of the chair. When she moved to my other waiting nipple I looked up and watched her in the mirror. She sucked so hard. I could no longer keep quiet, I couldn’t help moaning, especially when I felt her teeth pinch down against my skin. I continued to watch her every move in the mirror as her head slowly moved down my body. My little bald pussy was so wet. She never released my wrists, even when I started squirming and trying to pull them free. I watched the back of her head as her shiny long hair moved closer and closer to my hot cunt. When I felt her warm soft wet tongue touch my pussy, I felt as if I couldn’t breathe. She flattened out her tongue and so very slowly, but firmly pressed it against my skin, moving from my tight little hole up to my throbbing clit. The second time, she pressed her tongue to my puckered little asshole, and wiggled her flat tongue slightly side to side all the way back up to my swollen clit. She continued each time going a little faster, still not releasing my arms. I felt my hips involuntarily start humping her face, moving in time with the rhythm of her tongue. She was driving me insane making my heart race. She stopped for a minute and looked up at my flushed face. That’s when she told me that the only way you would allow me to leave that ladies room was if I came in her mouth. She said that you told her that you wanted proof. I asked her how she was going to prove it to you. She then told me that you surely knew what my cum soaked pussy tasted like. I shook my head yes. She said that she would go back to our table and kiss you the way she had just kissed me. The proof would be when you tasted me in her mouth. She said that was the only way I was leaving that room, and then lowered her big blue eyes back to my bald wet cunt. I watched as she kissed and sucked my little clit. She just kept doing that until I finally was begging her not to stop sucking my throbbing hard button. She smiled up at me as her tongue danced circles around it. Then she closed her pretty eyes and sucked it into her mouth. I swear that she sucked me almost as hard as you do Daddy. She sucked so hard, while her tongue continually flicked the tip of my clit. I again felt my hips start fucking her beautiful face. When I told her she was about to make me cum, she moved her mouth even faster shaking her head yes. I couldn’t take it anymore and squealed out that she was making me cum. She moved her tongue to the opening of my pussy and thrust it into my cunt. My whole body shook. She finally had let go of my hands, and as soon as she did, I grabbed the back of her head and pressed it as hard as I could into my pussy. It felt like I couldn’t stop cumming, and she wouldn’t stop fucking me with her tongue. As my body shook from the major aftershocks of cumming so hard, she started kissing my cunt, and licking me until I was nearly dry. My body was limp and exhausted. She moved back up my torso until our lips were touching. Her fingers pinched and pulled my hard nipples. As I tried to open my mouth to taste her tongue, she pulled her head back away from me. She said, first she was going to put her tongue in your mouth, Daddy. Then she stood up and told me to stay right where I was. Seconds after she walked out, I was trying to pull myself together, when two women walked in the door. They stood there for a moment watching me pull my halter top back up and tie it around my neck. When I stood up to pull my dress down, they went into the bathroom. I was embarrassed and wanted to run out, but I forced myself to sit back down and wait until you said I could leave the room. When she returned to you, you looked at her and smiled. She never said a word to you, just sat down next to you and pressed her lips to yours. You opened your mouth to take her tongue as your hands roamed her perfect body. She pushed her tongue deep into your mouth and moaned into you as she felt your big strong hands move between her legs. Her short skirt lifted up out of your way, and you were able to feel her pantiless wet pussy. You rubbed her clit with one hand and shoved two of your big fingers deep inside her with the other. She came so quickly, never stopping to ask you. You didn’t seem to mind. You pulled your mouth from hers telling her what a good little slut she was. She returned a few minutes later letting me know that my Daddy wanted me back at his table now. Before I got to the door, I paused to kiss her one last time. I returned to you just as you were paying the bill, signing the credit card receipt. You kissed me as I snuggled up next to you and told me what a good little girl I had been and how pleased you were. I watched as you took my panties from your pocket and placed a hundred dollar bill inside of them before placing them onto the table. You kissed me once more and then told me that it was time to go home. You said the night was young and let me know how I had excited you. You took my hand and placed it on your very hard cock, never moving your eyes from mine. I was eager to get home with you, and showed you in the car by sucking on your big hard cock the entire drive. Right as you pulled into my apartment, you stopped the car, placed your strong hand on the back of my head, making me moan on your cock as you pushed it into the back of my throat and came deep inside me. Your cock held my little neck wide open letting your cum go strait down the back of my throat. I swallowed every last drop of you. As you let me out of the car, you told me that our night was just starting. That’s when I woke up. Needless to say, my tight little pussy was dripping wet. I couldn’t help fucking myself until I came thinking about the dream I had just had. I wonder if my dream will make you cum as well Daddy. I hope so. I can’t wait to see you Daddy. All my Love, Your baby girl. My Dream I laid down for a nap this afternoon, and dreamed of you... I was in a shower. It was one of those large showers you see in movies, the kind with several heads spraying at you in all directions. There was steam everywhere. I was running the shower so hot that I was sweating while getting undressed. I had to leave the door to the bathroom open or I wouldn't be able to breathe in a few minutes. As I stepped into the shower I could feel the sweat roll down the side of my face. I moved under the fall of the water and just let it wash over me. I could feel all the tension in my body float away down the drain with the water. As I leaned back to wet my hair so that I could wash it I felt the shower curtain move. I didn't think anything of it and closed my eyes as the water streamed over my face and I ran my hands through my hair to wet it down. It was then that I felt your mouth on my nipple. It felt so good as I had my back arched and the water sprayed down over us. I moaned and let my hands fall. One to the back of your head, holding you there, to keep the sensation, the other to caress your shoulders and back. As you felt my hands start to run over your body, you straightened up and moved in close to kiss me. I could feel you hard and ready against me, and everything down inside tightened at the thought. You leaned in to kiss me, and you whispered "Don't stop." I thought you meant rubbing your shoulders, and as I moved to do just that, you shook your head and handed me the shampoo. I looked at you, and then you kissed me, the kind of kiss that takes my breathe away. Long, hard and hot. I moaned, one of the whimpering type, the kind that I make when I really, really like what's going on. As you let me up for air you let me move forward just enough so that I could lather up my hair. I put the shampoo in my hand, and brought my arms up again. I closed my eyes, to keep the soap out, but also to enjoy the sensation of my hands running through my hair. Washing my hair is one of those things that is a sensual indulgence for me. I move my hands through my hair and I can feel you watching me, but I just wash my hair, wondering what you had in store for me. Then as my eyes were closed and I had my arms up, I felt your hands running over my body. You had my bath gloves on, the ones that I bought when we went into bath and body together. You had used one of my scented soaps, the orange mango one and I could smell the sharp scent of citrus. You started at my neck, running your hands over my collar bone and around the base of my throat. I caught my breathe as your hands moved slowly around to the back of my neck and your body pressed close to mine. As I fought to keep still, you leaned in and whispered to me again "Good girl." You embraced me and ran your gloved hands over my back, the scratching of the gloves in back and the feel of your body against mine made my knees weak and I just wanted to let this last, but I also wanted to touch you. I moved to bring my arms down and you just tsked at me. I left my arms up and you moved back. You brought your hands around to the front of me, and ran them up along the underside of my arms, leaving a trail of bubbles from the soap. You ran your hands back down my arms and stepped back. You told me to rinse my hair. I stepped back under the spray and rinsed my hair like you told me to, again running my fingers through to get all the tangles out, and luxuriating in the feeling of you watching me. Just as I finished, you touched me again, running your hands up my arms and slowly pulling them down towards you. You had taken the time to add more soap to the gloves, so they were slick and glided over the skin of my hands. You took your time with each hand, slowly runing the glove around each finger. By this time I had stopped moaning and was just enjoying the treatment. When your hands left mine I felt disappointed, but then I felt the roughness of the gloves against my nipples and I was tingling all over. I had to touch you. I moved in close and ran my hands up and down your chest, scratching lightly at your nipples with my nails. You weren't finished with me though. You stepped back and again reached for the soap. I just watched as you added more soap to the glove. I couldn't take my eyes from your hands as you gently rubbed them together to get the lather up. I knew where you were headed next, and it just made me wetter, and my knees weaker, the waiting was getting intense. When you touched me again you started at my breasts running your hands over the nipples again, and then you hands traced lower lifting my breasts, weighing them in your hands. The spray from the shower had washed away the lather as soon as you moved you hands away and you looked into my eyes as you lowered you head and took a nipple into your mouth. I moaned again. The tremors moved through me. I love the feel of your mouth and hands on my body. I had to close my eyes, it was too intense. You were matching what your tongue and teeth were doing to one nipple with your fingers on the other. You released my nipple from your mouth and then stepped back. I reached to bring you back, but you just shook your head again. You got down on your knees and my breathe caught. I knew what was coming next. Your hands settled on my hips and you turned me around so that my back was to you. This is not what I thought you were going to do. At that point I just stopped trying to guess where you would go next. Your hands roamed up my back and over my ass, stoping to trace over my tattoo. The feel of the gloves on my skin, there is no way to describe what I felt. Your hands moved down, slowly over the backs of my legs. You lift gently at one leg, making sure I have my balance, and you place a kiss in the sole of my foot, before you run the gloves over it. You repeated the procedure with the other leg. When you put the other foot down, you ran your hands up the inside of my legs pushing gently so that I would spread them. I spread them, and you wanted them to go wider. Instead I placed my foot on the lip of the shower, raising my leg. You moved back away from me and placed a kiss at the base of my spine. I had given up trying to see anything, I had my eyes closed and was just reveling in the sensation of being worshipped. you stepped back in close to me, and again I could feel you hard against me, I wanted to turn but you had your arms around me. You reached down and I felt your hands touch me. You had taken off the gloves and you were running your bare hands down over my skin and between my legs and then your fingers found my clit. It was a good thing that you were holding me, because I would have fallen over, the feelings were so intense. I felt my legs shake and all I could do was let the feelings run through me. You didn't stop when I came, you just kept rubbing lightly keeping the orgasm rolling through me, and when it became too intense and I couldn't stand any more, you stopped. You just held me and then you moved your hands back down, but this time you went past my clit and put your fingers inside of me. My muscles clenched down on your fingers, and it was your turn to moan, together we moaned, your fingers felt so good. I let my head fall back against your shoulder and turned my head to nibble along your jaw as you gently moved your fingers inside of me. I couldn't stand it any more. I gently pushed down on your arm and made you move your hand out and away. You let me. I turned and reached up for a kiss from you. As we kissed I ran my hands up over your chest and around your back, gently raking my nails along your skin. When I came up from the kiss I moved in and kissed and nibbled my way along your jawline, down to your collar bone, licking nibbling and sucking at your skin. I worked my way down from your jaw to your chest, and I covered every inch of you chest with kisses and bites. I could hear you moan as I moved my way down, down towards what I really wanted. On my knees in front of you, the shower pounding down against my back and shoulders, I took you into my mouth. I love the way you feel in my mouth, like silk. Hot, hard, silk. Smooth. I love to hear the sounds you make as I explore, using my tongue to push you towards the edge. You place your hands on top of my head, burying your fingers in my wet hair. Your hips start to move, and I know that you are close. I move away from you and grin up into your eyes. "My turn," I mouth. I meant it was my turn to tease you, but I think you took it as a challenge. You twist your fingers tighter into my hair and drop to your knees with me. You crush me to your chest and kiss me. Long. Hard. That's it. No more teasing, no more playing. You bear down on me, pushing me to my back on the floor of the shower, shielding me from the spray with your body. You reach up and turn the shower off. The steam rises around surrounds us. You look down at me and I look back up through lidded eyes. I reach up and you bend your head to my breast once more. As you bite me you move to cove me with your body. I wrap my arms and legs around you, and I flip us over so that you are one your back. I straddle you and there is no stopping now. I take you into me and I can feel my orgasm coming closer and closer. Your hands settle onto my hips setting our pace. I come closer and as I stop moving to let the orgasm wash over me, your hands urge me to move. I can feel you inside of me. Then it happens. I feel you explode into me, and then I collaspe. I lean over you and you wrap you arms around me. I relax and lean down to whisper, "We should get cleaned up," you laugh and then I woke up. God, I wish you were here. My Dream As I am sitting and watching TV, I hear a knock at the door. I look at the clock; it is awful late for anyone to be coming over. I get up to see who it is. As I open the door I am surprised to see you there. It has been forever since I last saw you. I have missed you so much. I have missed your touch. I invite you in and take your coat for you. I shut the door behind you. As I follow you into my living room, I can't keep my eyes off of you. I long to be touched by you, my body aches. I lean over and gently kiss you on the lips. I let my tongue tease your lips and then gently press through to meet your tongue. Our tongues intertwine. My hand moves to your head and I gently press you into me. I play with your hair. My other hand gently begins to massage your cock through your jeans. I slowly start to unbutton and unzip them. I pull them down to your ankles as I massage your cock through your boxers. I put my fingers in the waistband and pull them down to your ankles. I pull back and look down at you remembering what it was like. I kiss you on the lips and pull away smiling as I get down on my knees in front of you. I kiss the head of your cock and then lick my way down your shaft and then back up. I lick down and stop at your balls. I slowly begin to suck on your balls, licking them, gently biting them and letting them roll around between my teeth. I then lick my way back up your shaft. I suck on the tip of your cock, letting my tongue flick the tip. I rake my teeth across the head, very gently. I kiss the tip and continue to suck on it. I begin to slowly move my mouth down the shaft. Taking in the whole length. I move inch by inch until I reach your balls. I can feel you at the back of my throat. I move my mouth back up, letting my tongue flick the tip of your cock. Then I go back down. I move slowly at first, but then I find a rhythm. My mouth goes up and down, up and down as your cock slides in and out, in and out of my mouth. My tongue flicking the tip each time it comes up. My hands play with your balls. Squeeze them. Fondle them. Caress them. Letting them roll between my fingers. I continue to move my mouth up and down. Faster and faster. I thrust my mouth down faster and faster. Then I stop and begin to just suck on the head. I let my tongue roll around. I flick the tip. I let my tongue search around the head. My hand begins to move up and down the shaft. Up and down. Up and down. I begin to move my hand up and down faster and faster, as my mouth continues to suck on the head. My other hand plays with your balls, rolling them between my fingers. My mouth sucking on the tip as my hand moves up and down the shaft faster and faster. I can taste the precum, as I move my hand faster. My mouth is sucking hard on your cock. You begin to thrust your hips up meeting my rhythm. Your breathing becomes heavy and I can tell that you are about to cum. I move my hand up and down faster and suck harder as you begin to cum. I swallow it all, as a little drips out of my mouth and glistens on my lips. Then you pick me up and carry me upstairs to my bedroom. You set my down and gently begin to undress me. You pull my shirt off and slide my jean skirt to the ground. You reach around and undo my red lacey bra and slide down my matching red lacey thong. I stand in front of you completely naked. You take off your shirt and then gently push me down to the bed. You climb on top of me gently kissing me. You move down in between my legs. You begin licking my clit as you move one finger in and out. It's a tight squeeze, but you manage to squeeze on more in, as you continue suck on my clit. You let your tongue flick it, causing my back to arch. I softly moan. You continue to finger me, trying to slip another finger in as you lick my clit. You get a third finger in and swiftly move your fingers in and out gently me ready. I moan again as I thrust my hips up. My back arches in response. You move your tongue down and begin to lick all over, letting your tongue explore. When you feel I am wet enough, you move back up and kiss me. You look into my eyes and ask if I am sure. I nod my head yes and help you guide your cock into me. You slowly move the head in. You inch your way in, until you notice resistance. Then you push hard and break through, I cry out in pain. You stop and let your cock rest right there, until my body gets accustom to the size. Then you slowly begin to move the rest of the length in. You move all the way in, until your balls hit my bottom. You stay like that for a moment kissing my lips, letting me get accustomed to your 10 inches. You move your head down and begin licking on my breasts. You lick the nipples, sucking on them, biting them and making them hard. You suck on one and then the other. You kiss me again as you move your cock back out and then back in. Slowly you begin to move your cock in and out. You begin to pick up speed as I begin to thrust my hips down to meet you. You move in and out faster and faster, letting your cock slam into me. You begin to knead my breasts as you fuck me. I can feel your cock growing in me, as your breathing gets heavier. You thrust deep one last time as we both cum at the same time. You lay on top of me with your cock still in me. I wrap my arms around you hold you on my chest. We lay like that, both absorbed in all the pleasure... My Dream I could only sit there, quietly staring down in awe as I watched that magnificent chest rise and fall in rhythm as he slept. My pussy lips quivered painfully as I continued to stare mesmerized by that slight movement of his body. Even after an incredible amount of time I had spent beneath him, countless orgasms, I could not believe I wanted him again. My insides already felt like overcooked spaghetti from the sheer size of his cock slamming into me so deeply and so fully that I was left a breathless mass of flesh when he finally shot his wad inside me. I could feel my slicking lubrication seeping from between my irritated folds and it was all I could do not to reach beneath that covering and grab hold of that delicious tool, waking him from a much deserved sleep and starting all over again. When I first saw him tonight, I could not believe how incredibly handsome he was, thinking maybe, I had drank entirely too much and instead of a pink elephant my brain had manifested this incredible man in my bed. And everything that had taken place in the course of a few hours was only a dream. Of course, that had to be it. I was dreaming. A liquor induced dream that had brought all of my frustrations to surface. After all, it had been nearly ten years since I'd had sex; something was bound to snap eventually. But if it was a dream, as I speculated, why did my pussy hurt so bad, why did my insides feel like mush and why the hell was I sitting here grinning like a Cheshire cat wanting even more? I saw my hand come up, my eyes rounding in shock as if it had suddenly grown a mind of its own as I tangled my fingers in the luxurious matting of dark, curling hair on his chest. It felt like hot silk, his skin even hotter beneath my palm as I moved over the large muscles beneath his flesh. I heard my own gasp as he moaned softly at the intrusion of his slumber but that damned hand of mine would not obey an instruction my brain was giving it at the moment. My eyes locked onto my fingers as that hand moved over him, tweaking one male bud that had thought itself well hidden beneath that silky hair. I could not believe how incredibly gorgeous he was, thinking my brain had conjured up something that had obviously been hidden deep inside me as to what I wanted. I was always writing about dark-haired men with bodies that never quit, a hairy chest was my downfall and muscles without being grotesquely disfigured. I wanted quiet power and this is what my brain had given me. My hand moved to the other side, gliding through the silk once more as I glanced up at his face, completely astounded by the pure male beauty of it. Yeah, I knew he wasn't real, he couldn't be. No man on this planet could look like that, I don't care who or what genetic background one had. Deep, rich sable hair was a stark contrast to the pale blue pillowcase beneath his head, his skin tanned to perfection. Eyelashes that most women would kill to have lay softly against his high cheekbones, a strong yet almost lovingly chiseled nose and the most unbelievable lips I have ever seen in my life. The bottom full, soft almost pouting, begging silently to be sucked inside my mouth again and again. My eyes lowered to his strong, corded neck, watching as the blood pulsed through the vein at the side, knowing that same pulse intimately as I felt it when he was inside me, so large, so swollen in lust. Damn, he was big, almost too big, something I didn't think possible and when he sank that massive rod inside my pussy, I wanted to literally pass out in relief. Oh yeah, he was definitely a dream, I felt the frown drop my mouth downward, that impulsive hand moving again, lower, following that dark trail of silk to where it disappeared beneath the covering. My breathing deepened, the sticky and hot moisture between my legs increasing by leaps and bounds as I pushed the covering downward, exposing rippled abs to my hungry eyes as they shifted from his upper body. Another soft moan escaped his lips as my hand continued to follow that dark trail downward, my fingertips grazing over the now coarse hair of his pubic area, pushing the covering lower and lower as I moved. I wanted to see him, all of him, every last unbelievable inch of his flesh. Not just that however. I wanted to know his taste now. I wanted that steel pole plunged to the back of my throat, swallowing around that massive head as he swelled. I had experienced his astounding capabilities inside my pussy, but I wanted to devour his cock, fill my belly with his hot cum knowing it would be as delicious as the rest of him. I could feel my stomach fluttering as I thought about it, something I had never done before, had never wanted to do with anyone. That was until I had mentally conjured up this Adonis. My fingers finally found their treasure, wrapping around that large length of flesh, marveling at the size and circumference even though he was soft now. I calculated in my head how long he might be, how well he had reached the back of my pussy finding that one spot that a woman only dreamed a man could find. Eight, nine inches, my brain guessed or possibly more. Something else that told me he could not be real. Men weren't built like that, at least none that I had ever heard about except in porn movies or bragging men themselves. From my female friends I had learned one thing over the course of years however, and that was, if they bragged about how big they were, it typically turned out that it wasn't worth the effort of verbally trying to impress a woman. I nearly screamed when his hand came up, grabbing my wrist, as my brain had been so occupied with my thoughts and my frown lifted as I discovered, to my utter delight, that he simply wanted me to stroke him. My grip tightened around him, developing a rhythm as I glanced back up to his face, finding a set of turquoise colored eyes staring back at me. I wasn't sure which I enjoyed more at the moment, those oddly colored eyes or the heat of his skin beneath my hand. Pausing at his head, still holding him, I lightly circled my fingertip around him, feeling him shudder slightly in response. My gaze lowered to that powerful muscle and then quickly back to his eyes, they were starting to smoke again and those incredible lips curled into an almost crooked grin, as if he knew exactly what I was thinking. Of course he would know what I was thinking. After all, he was a figment of my imagination; he came from the depths of my brain I had believed long since dead. Back and forth my eyes moved, from his face to that slightly swelling cock in my hand, which I was stroking again almost unthinkingly. This was just a dream, what would it hurt to put my mouth around him? Hell, if I couldn't have a little fun in my awakened life, why not indulge myself in my dreams. Just once anyway. I felt my back bending, my head lowering over him and my hand gripped his cock tightly, lifting him upward. I could smell his scent, musky, rich and heard the rumble of hunger deep inside my belly. Blowing lightly, using one of the techniques I had learned during my usual 'research', his hips pulled down against the mattress, as if that had caused him some pain. Obviously, my research had been wrong. Little did I know, at that moment, that he had indeed enjoyed it, that was simply a reflex action to keep himself from driving that delicious piece of steel down my throat, something I would learn in just a while. My tongue shot out, tracing around a silky head and his cock began to stiffen. The feel of blood filling him quite a unique sensation as I held onto him, and I simply let instinct take over. Opening my mouth wide, I placed him between my lips; my tongue circled slowly around the head, hearing him puff out a breath above me. For the first time in a long time I felt powerful, in control and that feeling gave me even more bravado than before. Pulling him into my mouth even deeper, my tongue working around that continually growing head I could hear his breathing increasing, the blood now surging into his cock, as he grew even larger. I'm not sure where I had read about doing what I did next but as I continued to hold onto him with my hand, I pulled my mouth away, blowing again around his head, cooling off the saliva that coated his skin and he nearly bolted upright from the mattress. Bending him backward slightly, I licked his sensitive underside, my tongue crossing over my own fingers on my way up and then back down and buried my face against him, inhaling his pure male scent. When I sucked one of his jewels into my mouth, whirling it back and forth, coating him with my saliva his cock instantly grew full, his legs shifting slightly apart to allow me greater access to him. I felt my body shaking in quiet yet controlled humor and the exhilarating power I now had over him. Pressing the tightening sac against the roof of my mouth, my hand continuing to stroke at his length, I switched sides, giving the other sac the same treatment before moving back to that now massive pole once more. The first taste of pre-cum nearly sent me insane as I savored his taste, hearing him grunting, trying desperately not to shove his pulsating length into my throat. Below, my pussy was screaming, demanding that it be given another round and I went to my knees, spreading them wide yet not letting him slip from my mouth. I was enjoying this far too much to let go now. As if he sensed what I needed, I felt his hand slip between my thighs, one large finger finding my demanding pussy and thrusting inside. The feeling was so delightful that I pulled his full length into my mouth, ignoring any gag reflex as that enormous head passed by my tonsils. I swallowed deeply, keeping my throat muscles as tight around him as I possibly could for a brief moment and then began a rhythm with my mouth, matching his driving finger inside me, almost unable to keep my hips from bouncing up and down upon his hand. Although I could feel my own orgasm building, I was determined to fill my belly with his cum and I increased the speed of my mouth working around him, using teeth, tongue, lips, anything I could think of to get him to cum for me. Holding him completely inside my mouth, I removed my hand, reaching below to give his filled sacs a nice tight squeeze, urging the heavy cream upward. I could hear his finger sluicing through my pussy, that pressure inside me building second by second and when I gave him another squeeze; his hips drove upward, sinking him deep inside my throat. And at the same time he gave my pussy one final mind-numbing thrust and my dam ruptured just as his incredibly hot cum rocketed down my esophagus, hitting my belly and warming my entire body in a delicious heat. My pussy muscles devoured his finger; I could feel the pumping action of my own cream washing over his skin even as his cock continued to empty itself of his cum. I had never tasted anything quite like this before and it was as if I would never be able to get enough as I pulled him forward, sucking for everything I was worth in an attempt to get every last precious drop I could until there was nothing left. Once I had drained him dry, I released his cock, resting my forehead against his lower belly, feeling him taking in deep breaths after his powerful release. His hands came to my shoulders, pulling me upward and I had no choice but to straddle his abdomen on my way. Those turquoise eyes flashed in appreciation beneath me and in the next moment, my bones were melting like butter as he gave me the most intense kiss I had ever experienced in my life. I used that opportunity to suck in that full lower lip of his until he was moving me again. I guess my excitement showed on my face as he pulled upward on my hips, urging me to come to him and he gave me another one of those crooked grins, yet this one held a bit of wickedness as well. My thighs were stretched as wide as possible as my knees moved up around his shoulders, and the feeling of his hot breath reached my well-abused pussy. My entire body nearly burst into a flaming inferno as he pulled me down to him and I thought perhaps I would die in pleasure when his mouth closed over me. His knees came up, letting me use them as a prop for my back, opening me wide as I lounged against them now. I could hear my own gasps, the raspiness of my breathing as his mouth pleasured my pussy in an almost insane way until at last I exploded for him one more time, his tongue driving deep inside me, sweeping back and forth, delving for any remaining cream of my orgasm. I don't even remember going to my back again after that but the sheer bliss of having his amazingly still rock hard cock pushing itself back inside my pussy was incredible and I welcomed the sensation with glee. Twice more he brought me to orgasms, which I thought were going to short-circuit my brain a few times in the process. And when he drove upward one final time, I was totally astounded to feel the steaming liquid of his body filling my ravished pussy yet again. The man was incredible, another clear indication that he was not real. This time he collapsed in exhaustion, completely spent now and as he rolled quickly to my side, not wanting to crush me beneath his weight, every nerve ending in my body screamed in pleasure. I had been more than satisfied by this man, time and time and time again as I lay nearly breathless beside him and the most wonderful feeling of lethargy began to seep into my body until at last I fell into the most peaceful sleep I had ever had in my life. The alarm clock's shrill blare brought me fully awake and I found my lips still curled into a soft smile as I recalled my dream. I rolled over to look longingly at the empty pillow beside my head, my eyes widening as I spotted the small folded paper resting there. I sat up quickly, my entire body rebelling in that action, my fingers shaking as I picked up the note and scanned its contents with a stunned expression. 'Some dreams are worth repeating, call me', the note read and there was a phone number and the scrawled signature of Eric. It wasn't possible, surely I did not do what I had dreamed, he had not been real, I had convinced myself of that during my dream. Yet as abused and completely gratified as my body felt, I slowly began to realize that I had truly not been dreaming and a grin crossed my lips. Already the idea of having such a man in my bed again was passing through my mind and I knew right then and there that this was going to be a whole other story line for me to write. And this time, I had all the research I needed without so much as lifting a book or clicking a mouse button to find it. My Dream It was just another boring "last Thursday of the month" board meeting, and I was really wasn't looking forward to the typical petty bullshit, the accusations of over spending, the idiotic questions of fiscal responsibility, blah blah blah. So as I slumped into the cafeteria style chair I wondered how long I would go without yawning, or at least without yawning with my mouth open. I hate these meetings even more than the obligatory semi-monthly meetings at work with my superiors, who I consider all to be self-praising blowhards. As I gazed at the agenda sheet laid out in front of me and all the other board members, I noticed there was a new guest who was to attend the meeting. The guest was a lady and her name was Neena Khosla. The meeting started as soon as she attended. Wow she was a real stunner in her structure and looks, longish hair and what appeared to be a killer body. Suddenly all of my tiringness and boringness had vanished. As she placed her papers on the podium she glanced around the room, filling the room with her warm smile and air of confidence. And then it happened; she locked eyes with me and I melted into butter. I heard nothing she said throughout her presentation. I couldn't stop thinking about her hair, her face, her clothes, her clothes off, her small, but perky breasts, her... well, her everything. She completed her presentation, answered some silly ass questions and then thanked everyone for allowing her to come to the meeting. The President asked her if she would like to stay for the remainder of the meeting and join everyone for the wine and a small party held afterwards. She said sure and proceeded to take a seat directly across the room from me. She gave me a quick, slight smile as she sat down, crossing her legs ever so slowly. Wow, and what legs they were; muscular, yet feminine. She glanced over at me and our eyes locked. She smiled and I returned it. She tugged on her skirt attempting to pull it down over her crossed knees. A futile attempt at best. Probably done out of habit, or purposely to make me stare at her, I thought. And then it happened. I thought it was accidental at first, but when I looked up at her eyes, she was smiling at me. She had slowly uncrossed her legs and slightly spread her knees apart. Squarely at me was her essence, she was wearing no underwear and when she saw me look up at her, she spread her legs just a little bit further apart, and now I knew for sure. It was on purpose and it was beautiful. What, oh what will happen next, I thought. Abruptly, the meeting ended. Well, it seemed abrupt to me as I was lost in time enjoying the view. I awkwardly pushed back my chair and stood. The room cleared fast as the old bitties shuffled off to the cocktail room. I found myself alone in the room with Ms. Neena. "Uh, nice um, presentation Ms. Khosla," I stammered. She laughed and it was music to my ears; warm, genuine and somehow very erotic and sensual. "Neena. Call me Neena," she smiled back at me. "Neena. I'm Akash," I introduced myself. "Akash. Let's get some wine and entertain these silver-haired comrades of yours." With that, she strolled out of the room in front of me. And all I could think of was she was wearing no panties under that skirt. I admired the way her full round ass smoothly slid from side to side as she stepped out. I did try to mingle with my board co-members. Tried. But my attention was constantly on Neena. Where was she? Who was she talking to? Where were those panties? I caught glimpses of her chatting with this old fart and that one, but every time I looked over, she was looking at me. Suddenly, she is at my side. "Wanna go for a walk?" she whispered in my ear. "Do I ever!" I thought to myself. Out loud, I casually said, "Sure. Where to?" We walked along the corridor of the floor which was mostly empty due to the time which was well past evening. We saw the store room and thought of exploring it. Neena felt along the back wall and found the light switch. The room was roomy and windowless. There was a boot bench along the back wall. Without a word, Neena grabbed me and pressed her body against mine, pushing me against the wall. She pushed her soft lips in mine and kissed me. I was stunned and barely kissed back. She ran her hands along my back, over my ass, around the front and up my chest. Still holding the kiss, she pushed her hands under my shirt and moaned when she felt my skin. Her hands have somehow left my chest and were massaging my crotch. When I had just about ran out of air, she pulled back. The look on her face was one of an animal. The soft, professional, conservative look was replaced by one of hunger and passion. "What the hell," I thought as I throwed caution into the wind and grabbed her. I pulled her in and ran my hands along her side, then up to her breasts. I boldly grabbed her tits. She threw her head back and moaned again. I put my hands on her shoulder and guided her to the bench in the back. Forcefully, I made her sit. Next, I got down on my knees and forced her legs apart. Icould see that wonderful view of her essence again. This time, I would not settle for a teasing look! I pushed her skirt up to expose her. She settled back, spread her legs wider and got comfortable. I moved my face forward until my nose was right in her pussy. She smelled sweet. I could see the glistening wetness of her need. I inserted a finger, cautiously at first, but when she pushed against my hand, I knew what she wanted. I pushed the finger all the way in and began to finger-fuck her. She moaned. I used two fingers, then three. She was thrusting her hips into me, going for it. Harder and harder. Faster and faster. Deeper. With a harsh scream, she came. I was still as her juices flowed all over my hand. When she was done, I pulled his hand out and licked my fingers. Before I could clean himself completely, she took my hand to her mouth and finished the job for me. I had made her cum once, but I wanted one more. I put his face in there and licked, slowly. I started on one inside thigh and moved up toward her pussy; then past it and down the other thigh. Neena moaned again. "Man, this woman is an animal!" I thought. I know what she wanted. Enough teasing, I go in there and eat her out. She squirms and wiggles, guiding my tongue where she needs it. Suddenly, she grabs my head and held it, pressing me into her more. She shot her cum all over my face. I got to have her now. I was about to burst in my suit. She senses this and quickly undoes my pants. They fall to the ground as she ripped my briefs off. She saw my hard, full cock and her eyes light up. She puts her hands on my ass and pulls me towards her. First, she licked the cock in her face. I was not in the mood to play; I wanted my cock sucked on and she wants to do it. As I pushes into her, Neena takes it all in. She sucks and licks, playing with my balls as she enjoyed me. I wass getting close and what I really wanted to do is cum deep inside her. I pushed her head away and pulled her up. I spun her around, against the wall. She understands and braces herself. I lifted her skirt and lines up. My cock was so wet and hard, and she is so wet and ready, it enters with no problem. I entered her with a sudden thrust. She softly screams out. I pulled out and entered again, harder. She bucks back harder. My hands were on her ass, spreading her cheeks so that I can have a clear view of myself entering her. Now they are in a rhythm. In and out, fucking hard and steady. I was very close but wanted to hold out longer. This was so hot and exciting, hot sex in a closet with a stranger; a hot, sexy stranger. Too late; I was going to cum. I fucked hard and deep for one last thrust. Neena can sense it and she starts to cum, too. I held it still inside her and we both cum with a groan. After we calm down for a moment, we quickly dressed. One quick look at each other and we got ready to leave the closet. I opened the door cautiously. No one is around. I slipped out and motioned to Neena. We left the room, she headed for the Ladies room, I back to the party. I joined back into a conversation with others. A few minutes later, I noticed Neena returning to the party and saw her chatting with our President. Jules looked over at me briefly and winked. It was only then I realized we had gone through the entire experience exchanging no words; just lust noises. A while later, I realized she had left the party. A little disappointed, but still loving the allure of the whole event, I got ready to leave. As I drove home, I wondered how it all happened in such a short span of time. My Dream After years of reading the stories here I decided to submit one of my own. Please let me know your thoughts and if you think I am good enough I will try another one. Missy * I am fresh out of the bath and lying on the hotel bed. I am supposed to meet you in the morning. The room is dark and there is only the sound of the air conditioner running. I am almost asleep when I hear what I think is a noise like a floor creaking. I sit up and look around but notice nothing. I lay back down thinking I am too nervous about seeing you for the first time. I fall into a deep sleep. The next thing I know is my hands are tied and my legs are spread open. I try to close my legs but they won't move. I feel naked flesh against my thighs and I start to panic. I feel hands on me and I feel the coldness of the ice as it is shoved deep in my pussy. I start begging for the person not to hurt me and I feel a mouth move to my right breast and suck on my nipple. I moan because that turns me on. I feel you laugh as I moan then you move your mouth up licking, kissing, and biting your way to my neck. You take a bite of my neck and then lick it and I start moaning for more. All this time you are still using your other hand to shove ice in my pussy. You move up to my right ear and nibble on it then talk to me. "I am going to make your dreams come true and add a bit of my own to it." Your voice is deep and smooth, sexy and I have not heard it that clear yet. You then lick and bite my earlobe and work your way over to my other ear. You move across my face kissing me and when our mouths meet I see stars. You are the best kisser I have ever had and I feel you put ice right on my clit. I start cumming and scream into your mouth. When I stop screaming you laugh at me and tease me for being easier than I said I was about orgasm. I laugh too and remind you what you said. "You said you knew how to make me cum because you listened to me and knew what my body wanted." I hear you laugh again. You take your mouth lower and kiss and down to my nipples and put ice on my right nipple and then start licking it. The way you do it makes me beg for more you laugh and reach down for something. I feel something clamp down on my right nipple and I cry out as I feel it start vibrating. I feel the ice on my left one and your tongue running around it also. I wait for the other clamp to be put one. I moan and beg you to bite my nipple. "Please bite me I need to feel your teeth on me pleaseeeeeeeeee." I cry out when I feel your teeth bite down on my nipple. I feel you let go and lick it one more time before I feel the clamp when you turn it on I cry out again. "Yes oh yes you do know me too well." As your mouth moves lower I give up trying to figure out who you are. I feel your breath on my pussy and I moan in anticipation. I feel your breath as you laugh at me before your tongue licks the lips of my soaking wet pussy. As your tongue moves in hits my clit I shove my hips up trying to get you deeper. I feel you move back and put your hands on my thighs to hold them down. "I am in total control here Missy, try that again and I will leave you like this to be found in the morning." You say and wait for me to stop fighting your hold on my hips. I stop moving I think I know that voice but I am not sure. I do notice the truth in what you say. "I will not do it again." I say in a small voice. You do not say anything else you just move back to my pussy. I feel your hand come up and open the lips and I feel as one moves up and down. It takes everything I have to be still like you want but I manage. Your tongue joins your finger and I moan again. I feel you add another finger and then another I start cumming as you bite down on my clit and your fingers stretch my pussy wide open. I start begging you to let me move when I get no answer I go crazy and start moving my hips in time with your fingers as I cum again. When I calm down I notice your tongue is not longer on my clit. I smell myself and I feel your mouth on mine. I kiss you taking the kiss deeper and I taste myself on you but I do not care. I feel my hands being released and as your hand moves away mine come to your hair to keep your mouth right there. You pull back and take my hands into yours. I start begging you again I can tell it turns you on to hear me beg. "Please fuck me now I need to feel you inside me. I want to feel you fill my pussy up." I feel the head of your cock at the opening of my pussy and I feel how big it is. "Now please I need it now." I say and with our hands held you kiss me again and shove your cock into me. I scream with pleasure into your mouth. I feel you shoving harder and harder till your balls are bouncing off my ass with each thrust. I scream as you pound in and out of me till I cum again and black out. When I wake again I am turned over and I feel something wet on my ass. I look over my shoulder and can make out a male form. I start to feel the pressure of you pushing your cock into my ass. I moan and lay my head down I relax to help you get in easier. Unlike when you went into my pussy you take your sweet time going in my ass letting me get used to it. After a time I feel your balls bounce off my pussy and I smile. I know who it is now and I also know when you are giving to a woman in the ass the tightness makes you crazy. I wait till you start moving steady and start pushing back make up shove deeper and harder each time. When you notice what I am doing you go harder and harder till you lose control and fill my ass with your cum. You slump down on my back making me lay down as you kiss and bite the back of my neck. "I guess you know I could not wait till morning to meet you I had to see you tonight." You say. I look over my shoulder at your face close to mine and try to kiss you. "I was not sure till you were going in my ass. You are as genital as you said you would be Jeff, and you were right about everything else too." I say with a smile. You move and we go take a shower then come back to bed. We go to sleep and I can't help think I was glad you changed your mind. My Dream 7Note: To the readers. This story could have been in many different categories, Mature, Interracial Love, Lesbian Sex, and Romance, among others. If you are against reading any of these, you might want to pass on this one. For those who decide to venture into this short story, I hope you enjoy it. A big thank you to Mistress Lynn and Lady Cibelle for editing it and making it a much better read. DG Hear * Life is passing me by pretty quickly. Here I am in my late seventies, pushing eighty wondering where my life went. I've had a good life. I've been married over fifty years to the same woman, with five grown offspring and a ton of grandkids. There's even a couple of great grandkids. As far as my family goes, I don't have any regrets. But as of late, I often wonder if I had to do it all over again, would I change much of my past. I know we can't go back and have do-over's, but I wish I could have taken one week back then and lived it in an array of sexual activity. I wouldn't want to hurt my family because of it but I would have loved to have had the memories. The age wouldn't matter really, but I think around forty would be good. I'd have the knowledge of an older man, last longer than a younger man, and because of the little blue pill, I could do it over and over again. Of course, they didn't have the pill back when I was younger. I doubt if I'm the only old pervert to think about the past. Since I've retired I spend way too much time on the computer, going to a lot of the porn pages (when my wife isn't home) and reading these crazy stories. Some are really stupid and after reading a couple of paragraphs, I hit the back button. I like the ones about cheating wives where the husband finds out and beats the shit out of the bastard. It makes me feel good after he dumps the cheating wife and by the end of the story, he finds the right woman and they live happily ever after. I also think about these nude beaches and nude cruises. After a guy leaves a failed marriage, he goes to these sex parties and fucks everything in sight. Even at my age, this kind of story can still give me a hard-on, well at least a semi hard-on. I need to tell you what happened to me a couple of weeks ago. I was mowing the lawn and feeling a bit dizzy, but like most old guys, I still wanted to prove I could do it right and get the job done. The next thing I knew I woke up in the hospital with my wife sitting there. "Nurse, nurse," my wife yelled out. "He's awake, please get the doctor." My sweet Mary was crying. She told me that I had a heart attack while mowing the lawn and had been in a coma for three days. "I told you not to cut the grass when it was so hot, but no, you won't listen to me you old goat." She started crying, leaned over, and gave me a hug. Well, I guess I was back in the real world. I do have to say that while I was in the coma I had the time of my life. **** In my dream, I was a guy named Zackary Strong, a rich athlete who had recently retired at forty years of age. I had two failed marriages and a live-in girlfriend who was a twenty-six year old model. I didn't love her nor did she love me, we just kind of used each other. I liked sex and power and she loved what money could buy. We were a good match. Together we went on a seven-day cruise to the Bahamas. We decided that we were going to let it all hang out. I used to be a jealous guy, but after two divorces I just said, "Hell with it." I told Sonja that if she ever let another man do as much as touch her without my permission, we would be through. I was done with having someone cheat on me, even a girlfriend. One thing Sonja and I did have was being honest with each other. I was her rich bread ticket and she knew it. She was all about money and I had it. I didn't care if another man had sex with her but I had to know about it and approve of it. I can't tell you how many women I had been with; in the hundreds if not more. I just never liked being cheated on. My first two wives found that out the hard way. It's difficult to believe now but I never cheated on either one of them. I was doing my best to be monogamous. While I was away playing sports, they were home playing their own games. Thank God, we didn't have any kids. It was quite hard as a sport's celebrity, with women always throwing themselves at me, but I thought our marriage vows meant something. I have since changed my view of most women and now I play the field. I met Sonja at a celebrity event. We hit it off great. We set the rules from the start before we even moved in together. What it amounted to was I am not a wimp and would never be used as one. We'd have sex with each other but also with others. She would be treated like a lady, and could refuse to have sex with anyone she wasn't comfortable with. I just needed to know ahead of time who she'd be with. No one was just going to use her. She was my girl and I would protect her. When we boarded the cruise ship, I knew we kind of stood out. A fashion model in high heels and shorts, and me wearing a muscle shirt and jean shorts. Our first day was great. We had dinner, dancing, and drinks. Most of the men watched Sonja. There were some nice looking women on the ship and while their husbands eyeballed Sonja, I was watching their wives. I admit that I preferred average looking, everyday housewives. Models and celebrities always thought about themselves, but for the average looking housewife, it was special to be dressed up and noticed. When it came to sex, I found that the average housewife put everything they had into it. The sex was super, especially if you gave them the loving their husbands didn't. On our first night while we were dancing, I noticed this woman stare at me. Her husband was making snide remarks to her about how good Sonja looked. I heard him say, "Why can't you look like that?" and "Shit, there's one lucky bastard." I know she was feeling a little down, because I could see it in her face. She was a nice looking woman and didn't deserve the abuse she was receiving. I was going to see what I could do to cheer her up. Sonja asked me if she could go gamble for a while. I gave her a credit card and told her to stay as long as she wanted. I would meet her there later. She looked over at the housewife and asked, "Are you going to cheer her up?" "I'm going to try," I said with a laugh. After Sonja left for the tables, I walked over to the woman sitting with her husband. At least I figured it was at the time. "Would you like to dance?" Her husband looked surprised. "I saw you with the model. Why would you want to dance with my wife?" She looked at him with a smile on her face and said, "I'd love to, my husband doesn't care for dancing. He just likes to watch other women." I knew she meant it in a snide way. We danced a nice slow song. I stopped by the band for a few brief seconds, gave them a twenty-dollar bill and asked for three slow songs in a row. They gave me a nod. On the second song, I pulled her closer. She told me her name was Carita Lise-Lott and that she was originally from Finland, but moved to New York a year ago. Carita was her first name and Lise-Lott was actually her middle name. Her husband had gotten the cruise at a reduced fare from his company. There were a number of employees from his company onboard too, though she really hadn't met many of them yet. "I'm not with your husband's company. My name is Zack and I'm here to see you have a wonderful time tonight if you permit me." "I don't understand? Why me? My god, that woman you're with is gorgeous." "I can see your husband doesn't treat you as nice as he should. You deserve much better." I didn't say anything else just pulled her closer. I could feel the warmth coming from her body as I wrapped my arms around her. Her husband didn't look happy when I glanced his way. I know he wondered why I picked his wife but was too gutless to say anything. I despised men like this who would make fun of their wife, but never stand up for them. She seemed nervous but I told her everything would be fine. After our third song, I walked her back over to her table and thanked her for the wonderful dance. I sat down at my table and listened to him belittle her some more. He must get his jollies by making fun of her. It must have bothered him that I picked his wife to dance with. He told her he was going to go gamble. I heard her say she was going to just stay in the lounge and listen to the music. She looked over at me and smiled. After he left, I went to her table and asked her if she would like to join me. We danced more and then talked while having drinks. She was a bit on the heavy side, I'd say in her mid forties, but a nice woman. She told me they had been married for twenty-two years and had two grown children. "He didn't always treat me this way. When I was young and trim he treated me much better," she said, a bit embarrassed. "Maybe after tonight he'll realize what he has and just might change," I responded. "I don't understand . . ." I stopped her mid-sentence. "I'd like to show you my cabin." She knew what I was implying. "I . . . I've never done anything like this." I could tell she was extremely nervous. "What about your girlfriend?" "I'm to meet her at the casino in two hours. Would you do me the pleasure of letting me make love to you for that time?" I didn't wait for an answer; I took her by the hand and we walked to my cabin. As soon as we entered, I turned to her and kissed her very gently. Her breathing became a bit erratic. Her dress showed her cleavage, so I leaned down to kiss the top of both breasts. She pulled my head hard against her; I could tell she wanted more. I unzipped the soft material and let it fall to the floor. All she had on was her bra and panties. "God, I shouldn't be here; I've never done anything like this before. I have no idea how George is going to react." "Carita, evade his questions and don't get mad at anything he says. Don't admit to anything. Just tell him that whatever happens on this cruise stays on the ship." As I mentioned, Carita was slightly overweight and self-conscious of it. I undid her bra and it joined her dress. She went to cover her breasts. "Don't Carita, you're a beautiful woman, just put your arms to your side." As she did, I cupped both breasts in my hands and started kissing them. Carita was breathing harder. "Lay down on the bed Carita, so I can make love to your whole body." She did as I asked but was still wearing her panties. I slipped off my shirt and lay next to her. I started with her forehead and began to kiss every inch of her body. She said that no one had ever treated her the way I was. I massaged each breast and kissed the nipples till they were hard and stiff. Then I continued down her body and spent time on her tummy. I could already smell her sex. I guessed that she'd had a couple of mini organisms. Getting off the bed, I removed her panties, spread her legs, found her wetness and quickly buried my face in her pussy. She let out small screams of joy. "Oh god, it's been years since anyone has given me oral sex. It feels so good." That was the problem with many husbands; they wanted oral sex but didn't like returning it. I ate her pussy and tongue fucked her while rubbing her clit. It wasn't long before she came from it all. She was talking another language. I would have guessed it was Finnish or Swedish. Eventually she said, "Please fuck me, please, I've never felt so good," in English. I slipped off my pants and let Carita guide me into her married pussy. It wasn't the first time I made love to another man's wife and knew it wouldn't be the last. They give so much of themselves. They want to feel young and appreciated. They want the man to take the time and make love to their body regardless of what shape they are in. That's what I was doing for Carita. Making her feel wanted and appreciated. She had reached two more orgasms before I came in her. She kept pumping hard against me giving me all the sex she had to give. When we finished, she asked if she could kiss my cock. She wanted to taste our joint juices. She gave me oral sex cleaning off my cock while I fingered her to yet another orgasm. When she came down from her high, I kissed her to let her know that I didn't think her sucking on my cock was dirty. We got dressed and I walked her over to the casino area of the ship. Her husband saw her and asked her where she had been, that he had been looking for her. "George, since you were busy playing slots, Carita and I took a nice tour of the ship. You have a very wonderful and sexy wife. You should appreciate being married to such a woman." George was going to say something when Sonja came up to me and gave me a hug and kiss. She was happy and told me that she had won some money. "That's wonderful honey. This is George and his wonderful wife Carita Lise-Lott. Carita and I had a nice tour of the ship. I think I'm getting hungry. Let's go up on deck and get a bite to eat. George, would you and Carita like to join us?" George stuttered a little but said he wanted to introduce Carita to some of his co-workers. I leaned over and gave Carita a kiss on the cheek and told her it was nice knowing her and then said goodbye to both of them. We didn't see much of George and Carita the rest of the cruise. It was one big ship, plus we spent a couple of days on the island. One day I did come across her and she told me George had been treating her much better. He kept wondering if anything happened between us. She told me I helped build her self-confidence back up, and thanked me again for such a wonderful evening. One day on the island, Sonja and I decided to go to the nude beach. It wasn't very crowded but there were a number of couples lying on their blankets and sitting in lounge chairs. We saw small groups of women together and remembered seeing them on the ship. We figured they were on their first cruise and doing whatever they considered daring. We also saw groups of college kids. We knew there would probably be a group orgy and I asked Sonja if she wanted in on it. I knew that once guys had seen Sonja nude, we would be invited to most any party. "Let's play with them tomorrow. Tonight I would prefer something more intimate," replied Sonja. Tomorrow was when there was going to be a big Nude Day celebration in the nude beach area. It was a time when we'd let it all hang out and enjoy the nude scene. I could be with a number of the twenty-year-old women and Sonja could have her college boys. We headed on down the beach and saw a black couple. She was built about like Sonja, the woman was very black, not even a chocolate color. Her male companion was also very dark. He was tall, built pretty good and was well hung. I figured they lived on the island. We set up our lawn chairs about twenty feet from them. We knew we had their attention. After a few minutes, the man came over and introduced himself as Malcolm Browning. He asked if we would like to join him and his wife Jackie. We introduced ourselves and started talking with them. Sonja and Jackie hit it off right away. A drink wagon was set up on the beach so we got some margaritas. After a couple of drinks, we decided to take a swim in the ocean. On our walk out to the water, I asked Sonja if she would be interested in spending time with this couple. "I like Jackie but I'm not sure about Malcolm. As long as you're with me I guess it will be okay." Malcolm did give out a vibe about how smart and great he thought he was. I've seen it many times. He still was treating us with respect, which is all I could expect. He and his wife did live on the island, where they ran some type of realty agency and sold property on the island. They lived in one of the condos there and invited us out for dinner that night. We agreed to meet them at the hotel. It was in the same area as their condo; almost next door. Instead of heading back to the ship, we decided to get a room for the night. We were planning to attend the group orgy at the nude beach the next day anyway. We were all dressed in shorts and the women had on some nice tops; both were braless. After dinner and drinks, Malcolm invited us next door to their condo. After serving drinks, Malcolm sat next to Sonja on the couch. We had talked earlier and decided to see how this played out with Malcolm and Jackie. It looked like Malcolm might have had a bit too much to drink, so I didn't know what to expect. Jackie came over to me and took my hand, saying she wanted to show me the view from the large picture window. About that same time, Malcolm took Sonja by the hand and led her into the bedroom. Standing behind Sonja, I undid her top. I put my arms around her and squeezed her tits. Taking her hands to put them up on the picture window, I pushed her so that her breasts were also against the glass. She was breathing hard knowing anyone looking up at the window could see her. I was about to undo her shorts when I heard Sonja scream out from the bedroom. I could hear them talking, then Sonja said, "Don't, you're hurting me." "All you white bitches are the same. You'll suck my big black cock and then I'll jam it in that white hot pussy of yours." I turned as soon as I heard Sonja and went to the bedroom. "What the fuck is going on?" Malcolm had Sonja on the bed and had his hand around her throat. He was going to force feed her his cock. I grabbed him, threw him on the floor and proceeded to beat the fuck out of him. He was just lying there when I told Sonja to get dressed because we were leaving. Jackie was crying when she looked at us. "I'm so sorry. Sometimes he gets like that when he doesn't get his way. Usually it's after he drinks too much. I can't tell you how many times he has ruined an evening for me." "It's not your fault, Jackie. He's just an asshole. He probably could have had all he wanted if he would have learned how to make love instead of having forced sex on others," said Sonja. "You're welcome to come with us to our room at the hotel. The party doesn't have to end yet." Sonja is a woman who likes gentle loving. She likes to be kissed and caressed. When someone makes love to her, she returns the same kind of love. She hates when they grab, prod or force her against her will, but at the same time will give of herself lovingly. Jackie got dressed and came with us. She said her asshole husband could fend for himself, and the three of us went to our hotel room. Once we returned to our room, I offered drinks to the women. They politely refused while I grabbed a glass of scotch for myself. I turned and watched the two women standing face to face. Sonja leaned forward and gently kissed Jackie. It was amazing to see the contrast of the white and black women kissing. "Are you okay with this, Jackie?" asked Sonja. Jackie smiled and just nodded her head. Sonja leaned forward and kissed her again, still a very gentle kiss but with a bit more passion. I took my drink with me to the recliner and watched the two women. Sonja looked over at me and smiled. I gave her one back and she began undoing Jackie's blouse, removing it and then hers as well. They came together and kissed again but this time their bodies were touching. Damn, watching them rubbing their breasts against each other was a turn on. They both got on the king size bed. "Let me do you first," said Jackie. "I promise to be gentle." She remembered how Malcolm was. Sonja lay on her back and Jackie slowly removed Sonja's shorts and panties. She started by kissing her again and then massaging her breasts. It seems so different when one woman rubs another woman's breasts. It's hard to explain but it must be because they know what feels good and how to squeeze and rub. My Dream Watching Sonja's nipples tighten with Jackie's black hands massaging them was incredible. Jackie then leaned forward, took each stiff nipple into her mouth and began sucking on them. Her hand teased its way down to Sonja's belly, stopping just long enough to hear a few groans coming from Sonja. Her hand continued over her trimmed mound and to her clit, rubbing it till Sonja was pushing her hips up to meet her fingers. Jackie then scooted down between Sonja's open legs and licked her clit with her tongue. She spread her swollen lips but didn't insert her fingers. Instead, she just blew lightly into her exposed pussy. "Oh god, that's feels so good," said Sonja. "Come up here, it time for me to do you now." The two women traded places. Jackie was on her back and Sonja was doing the same things to her; starting with kissing her and then moving down to her breasts. I could hear Jackie moaning and decided I had watched long enough. It was time to take part. I walked up to the end of the bed and began pulling Jackie's shorts and panties off. Sonja turned and smiled at me. "Be gentle with her, Zack, she needs to feel love." I tried to do it the way Jackie did. She had her legs spread and while Sonja worked on her breasts, I moved in on her pussy. She had a small patch of black hair on her dark pussy. When I spread her lips, I couldn't believe how pink it was. It was probably because of the contrast of her skin I figured. I began blowing small spurts of air into her slick pussy, and teased her clit the same way I saw her do to Sonja. Between the two of us, we had Jackie very hot. I couldn't wait any longer and inserted first two and then three fingers into her pussy. She was pressing hard against them, telling me she was ready for me to fuck her. I took off my shorts and aligned my cock with Jackie's opening. Sonja smiled and asked Jackie if she wanted me to make love to her. "Yes, yes, please fuck me," she replied. Sonja took my cock and guided it into Jackie's pussy. She watched as it went in and out of this beautiful black woman, going back up to kiss Jackie and suck on her rock hard nipples. I heard Jackie scream out in a huge orgasm. I wasn't far from coming myself. I said to Sonja, "Honey, I'm not far from coming. Should I come in Jackie?" "No, Zack, come in me." She climbed on top of Jackie's belly to belly with her pussy toward me. I pulled my cock out and slipped it into Sonja's very wet pussy. It wasn't but a minute or so when I shot my load into her. She had a way of squeezing her pussy and pumping all my cum out of my cock. After pulling out of her, I heard her tell Jackie to slide down further on the bed so she could straddle her face. Jackie proceeded to tongue fuck Sonja with a pussy full of our juices. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. She sucked on Sonja's pussy till Sonja screamed out in an orgasm. Jackie spent the night with us and after resting, we tried a few more things. I do remember using some KY Jelly and Jackie asking me to butt fuck her. She had this big beautiful black ass, which I fully enjoyed. The next morning we all took turns using the shower. We went down into the restaurant and had breakfast. I asked Jackie if she wanted me to walk her home in case Malcolm caused problems. "No, at times when he gets drunk he is an asshole but I guess he's my asshole. He would never hurt me." She kissed Sonja goodbye and thanked her for the wonderful party. We told her that we had to go back to the ship to change clothes and check in but would be at the Nude Day celebration that night. We hoped to see her there. "I don't think Malcolm or I will be there tonight. After the beating you gave him yesterday, I'm pretty sure he will be licking his wounds. If you are ever back on the island, please look me up," said Jackie. We left to go back to the ship and enjoyed our time there. We knew we would be back for the Nude Day group party later that day. Sonja and I had a couple of other great times during that cruise. It might have all been fantasies or dreams, but they seemed so real and gave me some great memories. Enough to last me the rest of my life. **** After waking up from my coma, Mary and I talked. She was the love of my life and I wouldn't have ever done anything to hurt her. "I'm sorry for scaring you so. Why was I was in a coma so long? Usually they give you meds and send you back home." Mary replied, "You were unconscious when they brought you in. They put you on monitors to keep an eye on your vital signs. Your heartbeat would start racing for no apparent reason and it worried the staff. The doctor gave you medication to keep you under to make sure the increased pulse and heart rate would be manageable. "It would become normal again and all of a sudden it was back at a fast pace and then go back to normal. After a couple of days the doctor figured he better bring you back to consciousness and see if it made a difference. "He said your heart and body seemed to handle the increased rate well and it would be easier to lower it if you were conscious. So they stopped giving you the medication that kept you under. I was so worried about you. Don't you ever scare me like that again, do you hear me?" I smiled at Mary. I knew her so well. She would yell and scream at me, she'd been doing it our entire married life, but it was her way of saying 'I Love You'. She was genuinely my wife, my lover and my best friend; has been for over fifty years. After Mary left, I talked to the doctor who told me I was well enough to go home. I asked him about the increased heart rate and he said he didn't know what caused it, but each time it happened my heart handled it well. "Doc, when I was in the coma I dreamt a lot. Could that have made a difference?" "I guess it could have. I never knew that people in a coma dreamt. If you did, that could have caused the erratic pulse rate. We would have no way of knowing that you were dreaming." "You did say my heart could handle it didn't you?" "Yes, but I don't want you overdoing it." "Well Doc, can I have a prescription for a few of those little blue pills?" The doc stared at me for a second. "Okay Henry, I'll give you one for six pills. That should last you a year. Just be very careful. If you feel side effects, call me at once and don't take any more. You just need to take one about an hour before you think you might become . . . um . . . excited." They released me the next day and I was feeling great. Our whole family was over at the house visiting and I could see that life didn't pass me by. I looked at the kids, my grandkids and their kids and realized I had a great life and was in some small way responsible for the beginning of many more. Before going to bed that night, I took one of my little blue pills. Mary came to bed in her usual flannel nightgown. She curled up next to me and I put my hand over on her belly and began rubbing it in a circular motion. "Henry what are you doing? You just got out of the hospital yesterday." I started pulling up her nightgown a handful at a time. I got it up high enough to put my hand on her pussy, running it through the sparse mound and down to her clit. "Henry, stop it. What are you doing? You recently had a heart attack. Besides, it's been over a year since we last tried it and it didn't work out well. Remember, you had trouble staying hard and I was too dry." "I talked to the doc and he said my heart is good. I broke down and asked him for some of them little blue pills and I took one an hour ago. I think I'm ready to go," I said with a grin. "Henry, I can't get wet enough to begin. It will hurt." "Reach in the nightstand and take out the KY Jelly. I bought it today." "What, you really want to try this?" She reached in the drawer and handed me the tube. I had opened it earlier so as not to kill the mood when the time came. I squeezed some on my fingers and began to rub it on Mary's pussy. I massaged it in, and over her clit. She raised her hips, pulling her nightgown up further and spread her legs. "Oh god, Henry, that feels so good. I sure hope it works." I took more jelly and slowly finger fucked her to get some on the inside walls of her pussy. She was helping me now and pushing up against my fingers. I pulled them out and wiped the remaining jelly off my fingers onto my cock. I was lying on my side and I lifted Mary's leg with her help to put it across mine, lining up my cock to her pussy. I slowly slid it in and it felt great. Mary was already telling me how much she loved me. I pumped slowly and she began pushing back. After a few minutes, I could smell her sex and knew that she was becoming wet with her own juices. We didn't go a lot faster but we did meet each other on every stride. For the first time in a long time, I felt Mary having an orgasm. She was making the weird noises I remembered and loved. It took a while but I eventually came also. I might have thought about my dreams a little to help me out but I was so happy that I was able to do it again with Mary. It was good to know my heart could take it. When we finished, we had a hell of a mess in our bed because of the jelly and both of us coming. My Mary was a neatnik when it came to a clean house. When she saw it, she laughed and said, "It was worth it. I'll clean it up tomorrow." We cuddled and Mary smiled at me. "What? What are you thinking?" I asked. "How many pills did the doctor prescribe?" "He wrote it for six pills," I replied. "Is it refillable?" "Yes, it's good for three refills." "Good, because I think we'll need them all," she said with a huge grin. * Thank you for reading my story Comments are welcome and appreciated. DG Hear My Dream I am one of two slaves owned by my Master. He is a good man though almost twice our age. We love Him dearly and will do anything for Him. The following story is a dream that I had about Him that I want very much to come true. I know He reads stories here often so my goal is to post it and have Him read it, and to make my dream come true. This is my first posting here. So please let me know what you think. The dream started out with my Master tying my hands and feet up with me on my back spread eagle, blindfolded and naked. Master then teases me, spanks me with His whip, and has His way with me. But He does not let me cum for Him. He fucks me hard with His fingers and one of my toys that He has bought for me. He gets me so very close, but then stops even though i beg to be allowed to cum for Him. He does not give me His permission and He then leaves me in the room alone, for what seems like hours but is actually only a few minutes. When Master comes back He again teases me with His toys, fingers, tongue, and any other way He decides on. Again He gets me close to cumming but does not allow me to. Yet again i am begging Him to let me show Him how good He makes me feel, still no permission. Master leaves me there alone to wait and beg for Him to come back to me. By this point i crave Him and need His touch. Master comes back the final time and unties my feet and flips me onto my knees and elbows. He leaves my hands tied so they are crossed above my head. Master uses the whip harder this time as He spanks my ass. Not to hard that it really hurts, but just enough to leave that great stinging sensation. Master then reties my feet down before starting to tease me yet again. i beg to cum for Him, but He still says no. i can hardly contain the feelings deep within my loins. i have to bite my lip hard and pull my restraints to be able to keep myself from cumming without my Masters permission. Master grabs my hair and pulls my head as far back as the ties will allow. He then makes me suck on His fully hard cock, slamming His dick as far in as He can. Tied up and blindfolded, i can't do anything but take it all to the best of my ability. i have not yet mastered the ability to deep throat Him, so i end up gagging from time to time. Master tells me that He will teach me to take him all in at once. He then pulls out and releases my hair. He does not leave the room this time, but He does stop touching me in every way. i beg for Him to touch me again. Master again grabs my hair and asks me if all i want is His touch. "No Master," i tell Him. He makes me tell Him specifically what i really want. "i want You to fuck me Master," i beg. "I said specifically slut. Tell me specifically how you want Me to fuck you," Master says sternly as he spanks me again. "Anyway You want to fuck me Master," i say. "That is a good answer my pet," He says. At that He gets behind me and i feel Him rub His cock up and down my wet pussy. i arch my back and lean into Him and He spanks me and makes me wait. Once i am still, He rubs His head along my slit. He slams His full length into me. He pulls almost all the way out before slamming back into me hard and deep. After a few times of this He starts a steady, hard, and deep thrusting in and out of me. i moan in pleasure as again He get me close to cumming for Him. I beg to be allowed to cum for Him. "No you will wait," is his simple response to my pleads. As He slams in and out of me He reaches down and pulls my hair and head back giving Him a better angle to fuck me deeply. He leans down to whispers in my ear, "if you want to cum you need to beg more." "Please...let me...cum for...you Master. PLEASE...," i say through heavy breathing. "Master please let me cum for You. Let me show You how You make me feel Master. Please Master, please let me cum for You." i can tell i wont be able to hold off cumming for much longer. i can feel Him getting close to climax and beg harder. "Master please let me cum with You, for You, please," i beg loudly. He releases my hair and fucks me faster. i have to fight even harder not cumming yet because He still has not given me permission. But it is so hard. Master make me feel so good that i am biting my lip so hard i taste small amounts of blood hit my tongue. i am also pulling so hard on my restraints just for the pain to try not to cum until told. i keep begging to cum as He gets even faster and harder. Suddenly Master orders me to cum for Him and to cum hard for Him. As soon as i hear that i cum so hard that my cum squirts out of my abused pussy covering Him and the bed. As i cum i feel His load shoot deep into me. I hear Him groan loudly at His release which sends me over the edge again. With the last few thrust of His cock into me i cum again. He and i collapse onto the bed breathing heavy and sweat covering both of our bodies. "you came more than once my pet. Didn't you?" He asks softly while trying to catch His breath. "Yes Master. i am sorry i couldn't help it. You felt so amazing deep inside of me," i reply knowing that there will be punishment in my future. "Well now I will have to think of a way to punish you for that because you did not ask me to cum a second time, My Pet." "Yes Master," is all I can reply as i start to think of all the nice ways He has punished me in the past. It may be called a punishment but it is always lots of fun for both of U/us. i just don't show how much i enjoy His "punishments". Hopefully to be continued... My Dream I can't call this a dream anymore...it finally did happen...not exactly as written, but close enough... I welcome criticism, however, if you are going to be negative, be constructive. I will delete those critics who choose to rant, be vindictive or complain about the context of my writing. If you don't like what I write, or want to rant...write your own story... I dreamt about you...about your body, about how I touched you...aroused you...made love to you...about how you responded to me...about how you gave your body to our mutual pleasures... Would you like me to share my dream with you? Would you like me to share how you looked to me? How I felt as I gazed on you beauty? How I felt as I touched you and seduced you? My dream started with me walking up to your door. I saw myself knocking on the door in the middle of a bright spring morning. The sun warmed my back as I waited impatiently for you to come to the door. But once you opened it for me, the wait proved to be worth it! The first thing I saw was your smile. It lit up your face touching each of your eyes as you looked at me. Your makeup was exquisitely done, not too much, but enough to enhance the innate beauty that is there. Your eyes shone as you looked at me from under their dark lashes. My heart leapt in my breast as I caught the look of absolute lust there. Your full lips were coated in bright red lipstick. My first coherent thought was what would your lipstick look like on various parts of my body! I didn't have time to say do or say anything before you stepped back and told me to come in. I turned to look at you as you closed and locked the door. You stood back against it giving me my first completely unobstructed look at you. You were dressed all in black. A black vest with a zipper down the middle that is open to the middle of your breasts. A tight black skirt with black nylons that encased your long legs and black high-heeled shoes completed the outfit. I raised my head to look once again at your face. Your lips were slightly parted with just the hint of a shy smile. God it felt so wonderful to have such a beautiful woman as you want me, to have you ask me to come and share your day with you. I leaned forward and pressed my lips gently against yours. Our first kiss of the day was tender, but heartfelt. I was surprised by the taste of strawberries on your lips. The taste gave me a bump in my groin and I felt myself begin to stir down there. I pressed my hands against the door behind you and my body against yours. You pushed back against me, feeling my beginning arousal. Our kiss became more passionate and intense. I moved my mouth to tickle your ear. I slid my tongue around your jaw line and moved down over the exposed portion of your chest. My mouth found the zipper on your vest and I pulled it down... to discover that you aren't wearing a bra... I pulled the zipper down to the middle of your stomach, leaving only a couple of inches in its track still closed. I ran my tongue up your stomach, through the cleft of your breasts and back to your mouth. This time, when I pressed myself to you, you hold me tightly within your arms, pulling me hard against you. I slide my knee between your legs and press it hard into your crotch. You moan into my mouth. Hearing your pleasure makes my heart sore and causes my cock to twitch. You feel the movement against you leg and giggle lightly into my mouth. I kneel down in front of you and pull open the last of the zipper. My head slips inside your vest and I kiss my way up to your breast. I lick your warm skin, making circles around you nipple that get smaller and smaller as I go...soon I trap the nipple in my mouth and suckle on it softly. Your hands play with my head as I work the nipple in my mouth. You sigh contentedly as my mouth plays with you. I move to your other nipple and pull it quickly into my mouth, sucking a little too hard making you gasp as I do so. You pull my head from your breast in mock anger, but soon allow me to latch onto it once again. I move back and forth between your breasts, taking my time to enjoy them for several minutes. My hands are not idle. They move down, and then up your legs and delightfully discover that you are not wearing pantyhose, but rather nylons as my they find the warm, soft flesh at the tops of the welts...my hands continue moving upwards, carrying your skirt with them. I can smell the incredible aroma of your sex. It is strong and intoxicating. My hands move upwards to clutch the cheeks of your ass and suddenly I discover why your scent is so strong...as you are not wearing panties either! I slip to my knees and move my head down to kiss you legs above your stockings. You shiver at the touch of my lips so close to your sex. My hands pull you towards my mouth. I snake my tongue out to touch you just above your sex. I feel your body shudder once again. I push my head into your crotch and lick and suck at your seam for several minutes as you whimper and moan above me. Your hands caress my head as I play with you. Eventually you push me away and ask what you can do for me. I stand up and ask you to take of my shoes and socks. I watch as you kneel before me and take them off. I then tell you to take of my pants. You smile up at me as you hands move to my belt. You still haven't figured out how to open my belt. I laugh gently and open it for you. You smile as you unbutton and unzip my pants and move them down and off my legs. I ask you to keep going and your hands move up to remove my underwear. My cock is standing up proud and strong when your hands move back up my legs. You caress my cock and balls giggling softly as you feel it pulse. You tell me how eager my cock feels for the touch of your hands. I tell you it's not your hands that it is eager to touch! You laugh and ask me what is it looking for? I tell you it is looking for something warm and wet. Again you laugh and this time give the head of my prick a nice gentle kiss. You ask me is that what is looking for? I tell you, that while it is warm, it isn't very wet. You smile and open you mouth to take me inside it. I growl and let you know that my prick is somewhat happy now that it has found a part of you that is warm and wet... You say "only somewhat" as you move to take me back into your mouth. I tell you that my prick is dreaming of other warm, wet parts of you. Your giggle is muffled by my being in your mouth. My prick is discovering just how warm and wet your mouth can be...very...very...wet...and very...very...warm... I love the way you work your tongue around my manhood. I love the feel of your mouth as I push myself in and out of you. The hungrier he gets, the deeper you take him in...and the wetter he becomes. While you are sucking me, your hands travel up to my shirt and begin to unbutton it. Soon you are pulling it off me. I stand naked before you now, my hard cock in your mouth. For the first time, I can see all of my cock as it slides in and out of your mouth...it is coated with the bright red of your lipstick. The sight causes my cock to lurch in your mouth. I growl deep in my gut. Grabbing you shoulders, I pull you up and spin you around, bending you over. You place your hands against the door. I unclip and unzip your skirt sliding it down to the floor. You kick it away as I move between your legs and easily slip my cock into your body. You gasp and I groan as I enter you. I begin to move slowly, but you want none of that as you push back harder and faster against me. Our speed and strength increases as we fuck in the Fourier. My hands move along your delicious ass, feeling your cheeks and rubbing your thighs gently as we move together. I love the feel of your ass as it pushes back into my hips. The soft cushions of flesh press against me again and again as we move together, heightening our responses. I slide my hands along the sides of your body slipping under your open vest to cup and feel the weight of your breasts. I heft your tits and pull on the nipples causing you to shudder as my cock moves within you. Suddenly, I feel your cunt gripping me in waves and you ask excitedly if I can feel it. I know you are cumming and I let you have your orgasm. After you finish, I pull myself from inside you. My crotch is soaked with your juices. I slip my hand down to touch you there to see if you are still wet enough to play and find that you are still more than ready. I pull you into the living room and sit you on the arm of the sofa, slipping your vest from your body. I push you backwards until your shoulders are on the sofa and your ass is still on the arm. I pull your hips to me and sink my hard cock back into your body. Your nylon-clad legs wrap themselves around me. I feel the hard leather of your high heels against my ass as I push in and out of you, moving faster and faster, harder and harder, until you have another strong orgasm. I pull you up into a sitting position on the arm of the sofa. Your legs are still wrapped around me as I kiss you gently, my hard cock still within your body. I can feel your heart racing as we kiss. You push me away and stand up, pulling me around to sit on the arm of the sofa. You kneel between my legs and take my cock into your mouth. You lick and suck me for several long minutes, your hands touching and tickling my balls at the same time. I ask you if you want me to cum. You ask me if I am ready to? I tell you I could be, but that I know you don't like the taste. I ask if you are ready to go upstairs then for some more play. We smile at each other and you stand up and grabbing my cock, pull me behind you as you move to the stairs. I have no choice but to follow, it hurts if I resist too much...lol. We move up the stairs and, as we come to the first landing, I push you down onto your hands and knees. Standing on a stair below you, I am at the perfect position to just move forward and... I enter you slowly and we spend several minutes just enjoying each other as we fuck. Soon you tell me your knees are hurting and I pull you up and into my arms. We kiss. Then you take me by my cock once more and start up the stairs to your room. We hug and kiss our way to your bed, where you push me down onto my back. Once more you move between my legs and begin to lick and suck at me. I ask you if you want to do it by the numbers? You do not understand, so I explain that the numbers I am thinking or are 6 and 9. You laugh and turn around so that we can each use are mouths on the other. You sling your leg over my head and I bring my lips to the welt of your nylon-covered leg. My hot breath baths the skin of your thigh above the welt as I bring my lips higher to touch the softness there. I kiss, nibble and nip my way up the back of your leg to your delectable ass. Now my tongue comes into play as I swipe it broadly along the crease of your cheek and your leg, moving inward slowly. I brush my breath over your sex but do not touch it with my mouth. I love to look on your sex. To see it when it is swollen with excitement, to see it red with lust, to see the wetness running from it when you are horny. You twitch as you feel the heat of my breath between your legs and try to press backwards toward me, but I move over to the other cheek and kiss my way down the inside of your thigh to the welt of the other stocking. You sigh and giggle around my cock as I tease you. I move back up to the juncture of your legs and this time bring my lips to kiss the lips I find there...you moan softly as I touch your heated centre. I suck your nether lips one by one into my mouth. I know how much you like the feel of this when I do it...I know how it makes your growl and shiver in lust. I take you lips back into my mouth but his time I use my teeth on your lips, pulling them and scrapping them. I know you are close because your hips are moving faster and faster as I tease you. Finally, I take you clit into my mouth and suck on it. I feel you shudder and shake and know that you are very close to cumming. I flick my tongue over your clit and feel your ass begin to rise and I know you are ready. I take you clit back into my mouth and suck on it hard are you explode into my mouth. I love the feel of you when you are cumming, how you shake and shiver, how you move to keep yourself touching me intimately on your sex, yet try to pull away from me because it is so sensitive. I feel myself beginning to come close. Once again I warn you and ask if you want me there or elsewhere? You groan but move yourself off of me and swing to sit over me placing your hot sex against my cock. It is wet from your mouth, but soon it is wet and much more slippery from your sex. I enjoy the feel of you rubbing yourself against me as you move back and forth on top of me. You reach down to kiss me and as you do so the angle to your sex changes and the head of my penis slips inside. I groan into your mouth and push with my hips sending my manhood deeper into you until I hear a whimper coming from you as it reaches as far as it can. Since you are on top of me, you set the pace for the both of us. You move to suit yourself as roll and bounce gently on top of me. My body is getting more and more excited as you move towards another orgasm. My body is racing to catch up to yours but all to soon you cum again and collapse on top of me. It is too late for me to catch up to you but I don't mind. I sit up with you pulling you into my embrace and giving you tender kisses as your body comes down from it's high. Your legs are cramped beneath you in this position so you move them behind me. We are sitting together with my hardness still inside you as we kiss gently. Your body is still moving and soon begins to build toward another release of pleasure. I hug you tightly to me as you move against me, urging yourself toward your newest release. You kiss me hungrily as your body moves faster and faster. Soon enough you clench tightly against me and moan into my mouth as you cum hard. I hug you throughout your orgasm as your sex squeezes my cock strongly. I am so close to cumming but once again your orgasm subsides before I achieve my needed release. I lay you down on your back and move between your legs. I tell you I have to cum now and am going to fuck you for me...you tell me you are ready for me... I move into you easily as you are still open from your last orgasm. I lean down and kiss your nipples, taking first one then the other into my mouth. I move up to kiss you gently as my movements become stronger and harder. I move my arms under your knees and push them back, giving me more access to you. Soon my thrusts begin to achieve their desired affect as I feel my balls tighten. My hips are slapping forcefully against you as I pump myself in and out of you with stronger and stronger thrusts. The loud sound of our flesh slapping together reverberates off the walls of the bedroom. I feel the tension mounting in my nuts as I move closer and closer to my release. I ask you if you are ready and you tell me you are and I tell you that I will come soon. I thrust for a couple of more minutes until I feel myself tipping over the edge. With a deep groan I tell you I'm cumming and let go inside of you. My orgasm is strong. I feel myself shoot several loads of cum into you. My orgasm leaves me weak but I keep myself up on my hands and knees to kiss you once more. I roll over on my side and take you with me, my hand rubbing you back gently as we quietly kiss. You reach down to feel me and discover that I am already starting to get hard again. You laugh and tell me that you are not quite ready for round two but your kisses are getting hotter every time you touch my lips...round two is not too far away... My Dream I had a very erotic dream last night. We were at an all-inclusive resort in the Caribbean. It starts when we were on an excursion and we meet a good looking younger couple that we both got along with. We talked to them the whole trip. We ended up having diner with them back at the resort. That night just happened to be tequila night and we partied with them all night. We mostly danced with each other but we both did dance a few dances with them. At one point we were sitting at a table having a drink and the girl asked what we thought of the women on the beach going topless. I said "I love it and would love to see you girls go topless but I don't think you didn't have the nerve." We all laughed and she said she never did that before and wasn't sure that she could. I said "I think you two would put all these women to shame if you removed your tops." Her husband agreed with me and then we went back to dancing. Nothing happened that night except I did see you girls talking and giggling a few times. I got up early and picked out our spot on the beach, one of the swing bed things. After breakfast we kicked back on the beach and our new friends showed up and asked to join us. You smiled and said "Please do." You moved over and patted the bed. She removed her robe and I almost got a hard on right there. She had on a very small bikini. She slid over next to you and he sat down on the edge next to her. I had my small camera with me and took some scenery shots. Some waves, birds, that kind of stuff. I asked our new friends if I could take some shots of them and they agreed. I took a few of them on the bed and a few on the beach. I put the camera away. We relaxed for an hour or so with some small talk as the day began to heat up. Then you girls had to go to the ladies room. "We will be right back" You both grabbed your robs and walked off. He told me" We had a great time with you two last night, maybe we can party tonight." I said "Yea, sounds good. we had fun last night too" You two came back and when you took off your robes you both had no tops on. OMG, So fucking hot. I was right you looked amazing and you knew it. You both tried to act like it was no big deal and sat back down on the lounger but you were so excited you were trembling. Even with the heat of the sun both of you had very erect nipples. Wow. I got the camera back out and got some hot shots before you covered up again. You both drew some attention from men and women passing by on the beach. You pretend not to notice but I know when you are excited and the attention you were getting made you very excited (even if you would not admit it). Then the dream gets a little blurry here. we have lunch, we go shopping in town, we have diner. Somehow, late that night, we ended up in a hot tub near the beach with our new friends. The hot tub was weird because the way the seats were the water was only above our bellies leaving our chests above the water line. You two don't have tops on and your telling us that you don't think you have nice breasts and hers are so much nicer. Both of us men don't agree and tell you that they are great. His right arm is out of the tub and behind you. Suddenly he leaned over with his left arm and started feeling you up. You looked over at me and I just looked back and I don't say anything. I just kind of shrugged. He started to pull on one of your nipples. "You have very lovely breasts". He then moved his head and takes the other nipple into his mouth. You moan, closed your eyes and lay you head back. After a few moments of this, your hand reaches over and you start playing with my cock through my bathing suit. This goes on on until he stops sucking on your nipples and he stands up. He is sporting a very large hard on. He said "My suit is making my uncomfortable" He dropped his suit and is cock must be close to twice the size of mine. He sat down on the side of the tub and some how the rest of us are all nude now to. You gasp when you see him and let go of my cock and grab his with both hands. I just continue to watch. You looked at me and ask if I'm OK. I said "You always wondered if you were really any good at giving head, now your chance to find out." You smiled and moved towards him and started to go down on him. You ass was up in the air and you tits were out of the water. What an erotic sight. You and him started to moan as your head moved up and down. Somehow you were taking his whole prick into your mouth. I could not believe it. His wife was playing with herself and wanted me to do her. I said "I'm sorry, but I have never see her do this before and I'm more interested in watching my wife them having sex with you right now." She was disappointed but said she understands and then moves to get a better view herself. She was pulling on one of her nipples and playing with her pussy. Your ass and pussy were right in front of my face and your pussy lips were opening and I could see your wetness dripping out. I started licking your ass hole and playing with your pussy. I heard your moans getting loader and when I put two fingers into your pussy it sucked me in. I got the hint. I stood up and pushed my cock deep into your hot cunt. I have never felt your pussy like this before. It's on fire. I started rocking in and out with until I matched the rhythm of your mouth on him. I could feel you getting close, so was I and I think he was to. She moved closer and started to play with your tits while she fingered her own pussy. we all came at the same time. Your pussy sucked me dry and I almost passed out with pleasure. I woke up. I'm surprised I did not have a wet dream. I have not have a vivid dream like this in a long time and I thought I would would share the wealth. What do think? Did my dream make you hot?