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Role Play

By: theaterchick



I lit the next candle soon there were 20 flickering lights that filled the room. I was so nervous. You could tell. But it was exciting. I had never done anything like this. Sure I had imagined what it would be like to be a submissive. I knew that you would never make me do anything that I would not want to.

"Dance for me slave" You told me in a firm voice.

"Yes master" I said. Head down, eyes looking to the floor.

"Look at me when you dance" You said your voice softening a little.

I stood dressed in a plain flowing black dress, that clung in all the right places. I knew that the belly dancing classes would come in handy. I seductively swung my hips in a figure eight, my eyes never leaving yours. A look of wanting to please and complete trust. You had a big grin on your face as you walked towards me. My eyes never left yours as you began slowly undoing the laces of the black bodice. I stopped dancing for a moment.

"No. Don't stop." You said firmly. I continued this time with you. Your hips near mine.

"Master?" My voice filled with desire.

"Yes?" You returned, some what amused at this whole master slave situation.

"May I touch you?"

"Ha. Not yet. You may not. But. You can undress fully. I enjoy seeing your breasts. But now I want to see all of your body." I took my time stepping out of the black dress. 

"You follow directions nicely." Your voice filled with the same desire when you saw that the only article of clothing was a white lacy g string.

"I live to serve you master." You could not help but touch me as I was helpless to say no. I could never say no to you. Nor would I ever want to. 

Your hands started at my face, tracing my eyes and lips, falling ever downward to my neck. You stopped there and kissed the little dip of my throat. I shuddered as I felt your tongue press against it and savor the taste of my salty skin. You continued kissing there but your hands fell downwards to my breasts. There you fondled them gently your mouth followed kissing ever down till the reached my hardened nipples. You sucked and 

nibbled gently. I moaned softly. Your hands went down farther. They rested on my hips for a few moments as your kisses grew more fevered and passion filled. I could stand no longer I felt my knees buckle and fell into your strong arms. You smiled as you caught me.

"Can't stand?" You winked at me. I shook my head. Unable to speak. 

Unwilling for it to end. You laid me on the bed. "We won't be needing

these any more." You said as you pulled on my now wet panties. "Cum for me slave" You whispered to me.

"Yes masster" I hissed. Your knowing fingers caressed my swollen lips. One slid into my tight hole as your thumb hit my sensitive clit. I arched my back as you unmercifully banged my tight wet hole and rubbed my hard nub.

"Cum for me my pretty little slave" You commanded. "Cum now all over my hand." That's all it took. My kitty was purring. All over your hand and down my legs. I saw the smile on your face as you went down to clean me up. You blew air on my wet pussy making me writhe with pleasure. You kissed it slowly lapping up my nectar. All at once I was ready again, as your tongue went into the place where your fingers had just been. You looked up at me for a split second.

"We should play more often" You said as you winked at me. I smiled and nodded.

Role Play



Note from Slick: How many of you have imagined it was someone else in bed with you instead of your spouse or lover? This story goes beyond to actual role playing and even further so if you don't like spouse-swapping read no further. All rights reserved. 

*

"Have any of you ever known anyone in an open marriage?" Nancy Jenkins asked the other two women as they sat around the small round metallic table on her patio.

"Not really," Amy Allers answered. "There is a woman who works in our finance department who is rumored to have an open marriage but I've never talked to her." 

"What's an open marriage," Kitty Wilson asked as she finished her second white zinfandel. 

Amy glanced over at Nancy and smiled before turning to their younger neighbor. "An open marriage means you can have sex with anyone you want." 

Kitty blinked her eyes twice and then left them wide open. "But that would be adultery." 

"Not really as long as you both agree," Nancy said sipping her wine. 

"Why do you ask?" Amy said as she moved her chair closer to her cute blonde neighbor. 

"My magazine is doing an article next month on open marriages and I'm one of the editors. At first I thought it was just a California type of arrangement but the women who were interviewed in the article live here in Virginia." 

"Tell us more," Kitty giggled. 

"Well one woman said her sex life had dwindled to almost nothing until they tried role playing. Since then her sex with her husband has greatly improved." 

"Why would it?" The more native Kitty asked. 

"Some men get turned on thinking about their wives doing it with another man," Amy injected. "Haven't you played some role playing games before in bed?" 

"Role playing?" 

"You know.........like pretending you are doing it with someone else."

Kitty laughed. "I sometimes pretend James is Brad Pitt." 

"That's a little different," Nancy said finishing her wine. All three women now had a good buzz. "Bill likes for me to be someone we know." 

"Really," Amy grinned. "Like who?" 

Nancy knew she was going to shock them. "He really gets off when I pretend I'm Kitty. He has the hots for you." 

"Oh God!" Kitty blushed. She had noticed Bill looking at her when they all get together but he had been very shy at talking to her. "I don't believe you." 

Nancy smiled. "Most of the time all I have to do is say your name and he gets hard." 

"Really?" Kitty asked. The discussion was quickly making them all wet under their bikini panties. 

"I shouldn't have said anything because if he finds out I'm dead." Nancy said seriously. "Neither of you can say anything." 

"What would you say if I told you that Larry likes for me to pretend I'm you?" Amy directed at Nancy. 

"Larry? Me?" 

"Yes, and don't pretend you didn't know. I saw you two dancing really close at the Fourth of July party." 

Nancy thought back to that night a few weeks ago when Larry and she danced on the dim lit patio. It was the first time she had felt another man's hard-on against her body. 

"I hope you aren't mad," Nancy said seriously. 

"Hell no. We had the best sex in months after that party." 

"Our sex hasn't been that great since we were married," Kitty said feeling light headed. "I think he is bored of me already." 

Both Nancy and Amy glanced down the compact but solid frame of the young twenty year old newly wed. "It doesn't take men long to get bored and start fantasizing about other women." Nancy added. "I think it's the caveman thing where they go out and kill game as well as fuck any female they want." It was the first time any of them had used the "F" word.

"So how can I get him excited? Do I do the role playing?" Kitty asked. 

"Well you might want to test it out first like mention to him that a man made a pass at you in the office or something and see what happens. Does he ever say that another woman looks good?" 

Kitty glanced at Amy's ample chest. "He has commented on Amy's breasts." 

"Ah Ha," Nancy laughed. 

"What did he say?" Amy asked knowing her nipples were rock hard as the other two women stared at them. 

"Just a comment now and then. Like if we are watching a TV show and a woman with big breasts comes on. He will say they are not a nice as yours." 

"Good, tonight in bed talk to him about Amy's breasts. Have him touch yours and pretend they are hers," Nancy whispered. 

"Even he doesn't have that good an imagination," Kitty laughed. Her 32B boobs didn't compare to Amy's 38C mounds. 

It was almost 10:00AM and the women had to get changed to do some errands. And it was much later that night after dinner when Nancy rubbed up against Bill when she mentioned Kitty. "Kitty was over here this morning in the pool." 

Bill put down the sports page of the local news. "She was here?" 

"Yes," Nancy whispered as she took his hand in hers and brought it to her lips. As she lightly kissed up and down his thumb she said, "She was wearing a tiny little white bikini." 

"Shit," Bill groaned as his wife sucked in the tip of his thumb. His eyes were closed imagining it was Kitty sucking on his thumb. 

"Once when she got out of the pool her top feel outward and I saw her tiny little pink nipple," Nancy whispered. 

"Ahhh," Bill moaned. "It was tiny." 

"Yes, but very hard. Suck on Kitty's tittie," Nancy pushed the tip of her pinkie finger into his lips. Five seconds later his tongue was licking and flicking against the imaginary nipple. 

*****

Across the street Amy was moving into the master bathroom shower as her unsuspecting husband was facing into the hot spray. As she pressed her soft front against his hard backside he said, "Amy." 

"No, it's Nancy," she whispered while cupping his hard buttock. 

"My wife won't like you being here touching my ass," he chuckled. 

"That's not all I'm going to touch," Amy giggled while reaching under his butt until she was cupping his taunt sack of nuts. She knew Larry liked his balls to be played with. 

"You have wonderful........hands..........Nancy," Larry said as he dropped the soap and leaned forward with his hands on the wall in front of him. Her fingers had slipped upward until she was squeezing his seven inch shaft. But, then she let him go and turned him around to face her. 

"Keep your eyes closed," she commanded. "I enjoyed dancing with you at the Fourth of July party." She pulled his hard-on and body into hers. 

Larry opened his eyes and glanced back figuring he had been busted. 

"Close your eyes," Amy said again. He quickly closed him. "You feel so hard against me," she whispered. 

Larry thought back to the party and how he had rubbed his bulge against Nancy's upper stomach and how she had actually rubbed back. 

"Touch my ass," Amy whispered. 

"Oh Nancy," Larry moaned while his hands moved downward until he squeezed her soft buttocks. 

"I'm not wearing panties," Amy whispered. "No one can see us." She pretended to lift an invisible skirt and then pulled his hard prick into her opened thighs. "Fuck me while we are dancing." 

"Oh Fuck," Larry grunted when the tip of his hot pecker slid up into her hot oven. "It feels so good........Nancy." 

Amy had not felt him this hard since the party. Her hand grabbed onto his shoulders as she braced herself against the back wall of the shower. "Fuck me Larry." 

"I'm..........fucking..........you..........Nancy!" He yelled as his shaft pounded up and down into her dripping hole. 

"I'm cuming," Amy groaned. "Don't stop!" 

"Me too............Nancy.........me too!" 

*****

It was not as easy for Kitty to bring James into role playing. Normally he was the one who initiated sex however when The O.C. television show came on she saw her chance when Julie Cooper appeared. 

"You like her don't you?" 

"Yeah, Julie is pretty hot," James grinned. They were sitting on the long black leather sofa wearing their night clothes. Kitty had a long pink nightshirt and James was wearing a tee shirt and cotton shorts. 

"She has nice big breasts," Kitty whispered as she slithered closer to him. 

'They........uh...are not......that big," James said feeling his sex starting to stir. 

"Why did you marry me?" Kitty purred while pushing her petite tit into his bicep. "My titties are so small." 

James was starting to sweat as well. Normally his conservative wife would never talk about sex or her body like this. "They are perfect," he said glancing down at her hard tips pushing out the nightshirt. 

Kitty smiled when she saw his shorts expanding outward. The discussion was turning him on. "If you could touch and play with anyone's breasts who would you pick?" 

"What?" James was definitely not ready for that question. "I would never touch another woman." 

"Just pretend," Kitty whispered as she dropped her hot fingers onto the hairy exposed thigh just below the bottom of his shorts. 

"Oh Geez....I don't........know." James glanced at Julie Cooper who was wearing a low cut dress. "Julie Cooper I guess." 

Kitty didn't think he was ready for her to be Amy just yet. "Close your eyes and pretend I'm Julie Cooper," Kitty whispered while pushing her fingertips under his shorts until she touched the side of his hard-on. 

James laughed and kept his eyes open. "This is silly." 

"I don't think Rocky thinks it's silly," Kitty giggled as she slowly stoked his rigid pole. James' nickname for his penis was Rocky. "Come on play the game with me." 

"Ok," James panted. He closed his eyes and leaned back against the sofa cushion. 

"Does it feel good James?" She whispered. 

"Yes Kitty," he answered. 

"No call me Julie," she said squeezing his cock a little harder. 

"Yes Julie," he moaned. He could still picture Julie Cooper's firm mounds. He felt her hand move out and then grab onto his shorts. He lifted his hips without opening his eyes until they left his feet. He knew his cock was sticking straight upward. 

"Um.....is that for me?" Kitty whispered. 

"Yes............Jul.........Julie," James grunted. 

As Kitty again took his prick she decided to go for it. "Now pretend I'm Amy." 

"What?" James again asked. He had the hots for their neighbor but didn't' know his wife knew about it. 

"Keep your eyes closed," Kitty snapped when she saw them starting to open. "Pretend I'm Amy. I've seen you looking at my breasts. You like them don't you?" 

"OHH!" James moaned as he pictured the full round breasts of his neighbor. 

"Tell Amy you like them." 

"Oh God..........yes...........I like........them," James moaned. 

"Say my name," Kitty smiled. 

"Amy...........yes........I love your breasts." 

Kitty could feel his juices about to erupt. "What would you like to do with them?' 

"Ah..........I want to...........touch them and..........kiss them......and" 

"You want to suck my long hard nipples don't you?" Kitty asked. 

"Yes...........I want to........suck them." James was about to pop when she pulled her hand away. 

"Keep your eyes closed," Kitty whispered as she pushed off her damp panties and straddled his legs. She was as close as he was to cuming so when his long think cock pushed up into her she screamed and he grabbed her hips. His hot spunk splattered against the back of her vagina. 

"Suck them James. Suck Amy's nipples," Kitty laughed while pushing her petite tips into his mouth. He did as she said until he could not move any longer. His body quickly collapsed and fell back against the hot leather. 

***** "Fuck me Bill," Nancy said as she nibbled on her husband's ear. 

"OH KITTY. YOUR PUSSY IS SO TIGHT!" Bill cried out as he fucked in and out while imagining it was the cute young neighbor underneath him. 

Nancy had never seen him this turned on before. She bit his earlobe hard and wondered if it was blood she was tasting. It had been a long time since she had climaxed from their intercourse but knew this was the time. Her eyes opened wide as she looked up at the revolving fan above their bed. Her mouth opened wide when her body exploded. "OH YES..........YES, YES...........YES!" She screamed. 

Bill was soon behind her but not before he leaned down to nibble at the hard nipple down below. "Oh Kitty.......," he grinned. "Feel how much I want you." 

Nancy was the one who felt his hot juices explode deep down inside of her. She held onto his hips until he was empty. 

*****

Both Kitty and James were nervous about talking about the role play that had just happened. It felt so hot yet somewhat wrong to be imagining having sex with someone else. What really bothered Kitty was that when James had pushed his penis into her she imagined it was Bill who was fucking her. She knew it had a lot to do with the immense satisfaction she had achieved. As luck would have it the women did not have enough time to get back together again until that weekend when the neighborhood yard sale was to take place. 

"Will you go over to Kitty's house and pick up some items she wants to put in our yard sale?" Nancy asked her husband at the dinner table on Friday evening. "She doesn't have enough stuff to have her own sale so I told her she could put her few items in our sale." 

Bill glanced over at his wife wondering if this was part of the recent role playing they had been doing but she looked serious about it. "Sure. Do you know if she is home?" 

"I saw her in the garage looking in boxes about thirty minutes ago," Kitty replied. 

"OK, I'll head over there now if it's OK with you." 

"Good. Maybe I can get some work done," Nancy laughed. She pretended to be looking through some old boxes herself until he walked out the front door. Quickly, she moved to the front window and peeked out watching him stroll up to Kitty's house. Nancy knew that James was out of town for the evening and wondered if just being around each other would be enough to turn her husband on. 

*****

"Hello," Bill said as he walked up to the opened garage door. He saw Kitty standing on a step ladder at the back of the garage. 

Kitty turned and almost fell from the ladder when she saw Bill. Knowing now that he desired her had caused some embarrassment. "Bill!" She turned quickly to hide her face. 

"I'm sorry to have scared you," Bill said as he moved into the garage and stood at the base of the ten foot ladder. His eyes moved from her sneakers up her thin tanned legs; over her thighs to the cutest little butt he had seen in a long time. "Nancy said you have some items to put in our sale tomorrow." 

"Oh yes," Kitty said feeling his eyes on her flesh. James had left yesterday afternoon so she had spent the night alone in bed imagining Bill ravishing her body. She knew that he could tell she was not wearing a bra under the white tee shirt she was wearing. "I set a few items on the floor over there." She turned to point them out when she saw his eyes locked onto her ass. 

Bill didn't know her upper half had turned until she spoke again. 

"The items are over there," she giggled. Suddenly she felt like a school girl again flirting with a boy however this was an older man. 

Bill blushed and turned to look at the large lamp, a box of books, and a box of clothing. "Can I help you get anything down from the shelf?' He turned again and this time saw her braless breasts pushing out the tee shirt. 

"I think I can get the big one," Kitty said before turning slowly. She wanted him to see as much of her body as possible. She grabbed the large box and pulled. Suddenly she realized it was too heavy and was having trouble holding it up. "Help!" 

Without thinking, Bill bolted into action. He climbed up three steps on the ladder and reached up to grab onto the box. He didn't realize his body was crushed into hers until he felt his rising penis pushing against her cute ass. 

"Ohhh," Kitty said surprised that he was pressing his hard manhood against her rear. She was now trapped between his body and the ladder and couldn't move. "Can you take the box down?" 

"I don't think so," Bill groaned. The box was heavy but it was her soft buttocks causing him the most pain. 

Kitty smiled as she felt him getting even harder. From the size of the pressure she knew he had to be well endowed. It was then that she decided to tease him even more. "Hold onto the box and I'll try to turn around." 

"Don't," Bill said but it was too late. She twisted her ass across his bulge until her hip was pressing into him. Her arms moved around his waist as her front turned to press into him. 

Now it was her little titties pressing into his upper stomach causing his heat to rise. He knew she could feel his excitement but was surprised she wasn't upset. 

"God," Kitty thought when she felt his shaft pushing into her from her damp crotch area to the bottom of her breasts. "Maybe I can slide down between your legs?" 

"Kitty you shouldn't..." Bill started to say before he felt her body moving downward. He opened his legs while holding the box upward. He gasped when her breasts rubbed over his bulge and then...........oh God in heaven......her face and mouth followed. 

"Are you OK?" Kitty asked when she heard him gasp. Her mouth was poised at the tip of the hard bulge and her chin was pressing into it. 

"No..........yes.........," Bill groaned. It was then her face moved ever so slowly down over his swollen crown. His sensitive tip could feel the shape of her lips pressing into it. 

Kitty took her time rubbing her lips over the huge crown while her hands moved down over his buttocks. Her small hands cupped onto them as she lowered her mouth down the pulsating covered cock. 

"I'm almost there," Kitty giggled as her lips moved down over his swollen balls. Finally her head moved under his body and down through his legs. "Let me hold on to you as you bring the box down." Her hands moved up to the back of his thighs. 

"Fuck," Bill thought feeling her hands on his legs. As he lowered his body her hands stayed still which again caused them to push into his ass. When he stepped onto the floor her fingers were exploring the muscles of his upper back. He stood for a few seconds as her hands moved over his muscles and then down his arms. He sat the box on the floor and turned to face her. His cock was now pushing out the front of his shorts. 

"Thank you," Kitty giggled as she leaned forward to gently kiss his quivering lips. She then moved away quickly before he could grab her. 

"Wait," Bill said as he watched her petite form go into the house. A few minutes later, after his erection had subsided, she walked out with two glasses of ice tea and handed him one. 

"I think we are going to have so much fun this weekend." She giggled before downing half of the tea. 

"Uh...when is James coming home," Bill asked. His eyes were again locked onto her tiny breast buttons. 

"Tomorrow morning," Kitty grinned. She had taken so long in the house because she had to dry off her dripping vagina. "Maybe I could help you and Nancy get your stuff ready for the sale tonight?" 

"I'd like that," Bill grinned. 

Nancy laughed as she watched her husband and Kitty on the ladder. After that she just knew he would be ready to jump her bones when he got home. However when he walked into the house Kitty was right behind him. 

"Honey, Kitty is offering to help us tonight," Bill said with a sly grin on his face. 

Nancy frowned at first but then thought that if the young women teased him some more then it would definitely be a wild night of sex. 

"Good," Nancy said. "I'll call for a pizza." Before picking up the phone it rang. "Hello?" 

"Nancy it's me Amy. I just saw Kitty walking over to your house will Bill. Is there something going on I need to know about?" 

"Kitty came over to help us get ready for tomorrow." Nancy grinned at Kitty who was now sitting at the kitchen table across from her. Bill was in the garage. "Why don't you and Larry come over and have some pizza with us?" 




Role Play



Amy grinned as she turned to her husband. "Do you want to go over to Nancy's for some pizza?" She knew his answer. 

"Definitely," Larry said before closing the refrigerator. He had a cold beer in his hand. "Does she want us to bring over the beer?" 

"Do you want us to bring some beer?" 

"Yes and that stud husband of yours," Nancy whispered. 

Amy smiled and looked at Larry. "She wants the beer," she said to Bill. "See you soon," she said to Amy. 

*****

"So my husband seems to be really turned on," Nancy started as they waited for the pizza and Larry and Amy. 

"He........we.......I mean I was getting down a box and..." Kitty started saying. 

"I know," Nancy grinned. "I could see it all from my window." 

"I'm sorry...I didn't mean for it to happen." 

"Actually maybe that kind of thing will work better than role-playing," Nancy said. "A little rubbing and touching might work even better." 

Kitty blushed. "It could be dangerous. I think he was about to grab me." 

"We won't be alone with them unless one of us is nearby," Nancy giggled. "If Amy goes along with it I'll work on Larry tonight while you continue to tease my husband." 

Kitty blushed. "Bill is really.............big." 

"So you got closer than I could see from my window," Nancy laughed. "Yes, he is bigger than average and it took me a while to get use to it." Nancy wondered how hooked Kitty was. "How big is James?" 

"Oh God.........I shouldn't.......," Kitty started but realized that she had just rubbed her lips on this woman's husband's penis. "He's pretty big too but.........not as thick." 

She was about to ask her more but the doorbell rang. It was Amy. "Where's Larry?" 

"Don't worry," Amy grinned. "He's in the garage with Bill." She looked in the kitchen at Kitty's scantly covered body. "Jesus, she's going to give Bill a heart attack." 

"She already tested his heart," Nancy laughed. "Come in the kitchen and I'll let her tell you about it." 

*****

"I saw Kitty come over with you before," Larry said to Bill as they priced some of the old tools he had lying around. 

"Shit man. We were on a ladder in her garage before and she slid her body down mine to get down. I swear she kissed my cock on the way down." 

"You're fucking dreaming," Larry laughed. "What would that young chick want with an old guy like you?" 

"I'm not sure but I think there is something going on with the wives. Nancy has been........." He stopped not sure if he should say anything. 

It was Larry who finished it. "Role playing." 

"Well......uh....yes," Bill said shocked that Larry knew about it. "How did you know?" 

"Amy did the same thing to me last night. Fuck and...you know...it worked." Larry grinned. 

"She teased you about Kitty too?" Bill asked. He looked at the door leading into the house to make sure the women weren't listening. 

"No......uh actually........she pretended to be........Nancy." 

"My wife Nancy?" Bill asked surprised. 

"Maybe we need to drop this?" Larry said realizing that the man might be overly jealous. 

"No...please....why would she pretend to be........holy shit you got the hots for my wife," Bill said covering his mouth with his hand. 

"It's just pretend," Larry said feeling uneasy talking about fantasizing about this man's wife. 

Bill didn't say anything. "Do you think they fantasize about us like we do them?" 

"Shit I don't know," Larry said finishing his beer. 

"You know I kind of like it," Bill started. "I mean Kitty rubbed her body on me before and.........if......you know...the same thing happens between you and Nancy....I'm cool with it." 

"Cool with it?" Larry repeated. "You wouldn't care if I...I mean we....messed around?" 

"No....it kinda turns me on just thinking about it." 

Larry pictured his wife messing around with another man. "I'm not sure if I would feel the same way." 

"Hey," Bill said smiling. "You know I saw James looking at your wife at the last block party. I said something to him about........you know...about Amy's........body and he just smiled at me. Do you think Kitty and he are role-playing too?" 

"Young James and my wife." Larry said trying to picture it. "Shit, right now I believe anything. Is he here too?" 

"No he's out of town until tomorrow. Tonight I have Kitty all to myself," Bill grinned as he looked at Larry's bulge in his jeans. "And...if you want to.......you know...with Nancy." 

"Fuck what about my wife?" Larry said trying to figure out a way to get rid of her. 

"I'll figure out a way to get her away," Bill grinned. 

"You'd do that?" Larry asked still surprised that this man wanted him to mess around with Nancy. 

"Yes......if........you don't have a problem with James doing the same with Amy." Bill wanted somehow to get James involved so Kitty will agree to go further. 

"I don't know..let me think about it and I'll let you know after the pizza." 

*****

"Pizza's here!" Nancy yelled out the garage door. She had gone upstairs and had put on a sun dress. Under it she was only wearing a new pair of blue and white striped thongs. 

"Great I'm starving," Larry said as he started walking past her. 

"Don't I get a kiss?" Nancy whispered. Bill had already walked into the house ahead of them. 

"A kiss?" Larry repeated. They were good friends but had never exchanged kisses or hugs when coming or going. 

"Yes," Nancy said as she leaned forward and gently pressed her slightly opened lips to his. Larry's eyes closed for a second until he felt the tip of her tongue lick slightly across his upper lip. He was ready to push his out when she broke away. "Like my dress?" She giggled as she leaned over just enough for the top to pull away showing her pink mounds almost down to her hard nips. 

"Shit," Larry said leaning over trying to see more. 

"Maybe later," she whispered before turning and hop scotching down the hallway into the kitchen. 

Amy smiled at Nancy when she walked into the kitchen with Larry close behind. Nancy's wink told her the game had already started. Amy was not happy that James was missing but was excited to know the other couples would be messing around and whatever they did that night she would be doing the same with James tomorrow. 

The pizza went pretty fast and they all had two beers before cleaning up the kitchen. It was then that Nancy got Larry away. "I need to get some stuff from the attic. Will you help me?" 

Larry gulped and looked at his wife who was smiling and at Bill who was more interested in looking at Kitty. "I guess so." When Bill looked his way Larry nodded his head. He was in. 

"Go ahead," Amy grinned. "I'll finish cleaning up the kitchen." 

Bill was ready to ask Kitty to help him in the garage when she spoke first. "I think I have some more clothing at my house. Will you come with me and help? She smiled at Bill. 

"Sure," he said before realizing that he had answered way too quickly. "I mean you might need my help carrying something heavy." 

Amy laughed as they too left her alone in the kitchen. She hurried to throw away the pizza boxes so she could spy on the two couples. 

***** 

"Would you pull down that rope?" Nancy asked Larry while they stood in the main hallway upstairs. 

"Sure," he said feeling his heart beating rapidly. Bill had pretty much given him freedom to mess around with Nancy. His problem was just how far Nancy would let him go. 

Nancy too was thinking about how far she should go in teasing him. After he pulled the fold up steps down to their feet she grabbed onto the side rail. "I'll go up first because I know where the light switch is." 

"Are you sure?" Larry asked realizing she was wearing a very short sun dress. 

"Yes, I'm sure you won't look up my dress." She giggled as she took two slow steps upward without looking back. 

Larry tried his best not to look and was doing a good job until her foot slipped and she slightly tripped. He turned to see if she needed help and saw her striped panties barely covering her pink buttocks. 

Nancy giggled as she moved up the other seven steps. She kept her legs tightly together to prevent him from seeing the damp spot on her panty crotch but knew he was getting a good look at her butt cheeks. As she made the last step, which was steeper, her legs opened just enough for him to see the indentation of her slit. The light came on and she stood directly in front of it. 

"Fuck," Larry thought as he quickly moved up the ladder. Her body was outlined from the light shining through the thin dress. When he made it to the top she was missing. "Nancy. Where are you?" 

"Over here," a weak voice answered. He took his time walking over numerous boxes and bags until he saw her sitting against the wall. Her knees were open and bent upward almost to her chest. If it wasn't for a paper bag between her legs he would be looking directly at her uncovered lower body under the dress. Being a gentleman he moved to sit next to her. 

"Sit over there," she said without looking at him. He pointed directly across from her. "When I take out things from the bags I'll hand them to you to pile up." 

"OK," Larry said as he moved on his hands and knees across from her. He managed to cover his rising penis with his arm after sitting cross-legged in front of her. 

"This can go in the sale," she said as she pulled out a woman's hat and tossed it to him. "And this." Larry caught the hat and then a sweater. After six more items he turned around to place them in the pile and then heard the paper bag. By the time he turned again Nancy had removed the paper bag and was leaning sideways to grab another one. He gasped when he saw the full front of her thong stretched down over her pubic mound. The panties were pushed deeply into her womanhood. 

"Let's look in this one," Nancy said feeling light headed. Having a strange man looking at her moist panties was something she didn't do everyday. The cooler air against her flaming sex was feeling good. 

Larry was sweating too but not because of the heated attic. After two more bags he was able to see the blonde curly pubic hairs when she stretched to the side. His hard-on was starting to really hurt as it begged to be released. 

"Are you alright?" Nancy asked with a grin. She could see his discomfort. 

"Yeah, my leg is cramped a little," he said trying to keep his arm across his straining bulge. 

"That was the last bag over here," Nancy grinned. She tossed it aside and leaned forward. "Maybe I can rub the cramp out." Before he could object or move her right hand fell down onto his left thigh. 

"I'm OK," he said not sure if she did really want to help him or to excite him anymore. As she leaned downward on her dress moved completely off her chest and suddenly there they were. Two very nicely shaped naked breasts with two long and hard pinkish-brown nipples. 

"Where does it hurt?" She asked not looking up at him because she knew he could now see her boobs. Her fingers inched up his thigh getting closer and closer to his arm that was covering his swollen shaft. 

"Nancy....we shouldn't be.......," Larry started to say just as her fingers slipped up under his arm and found his hard covered cock. "Oh fuck," he muttered. 

"Oh I'm sorry," she said trying not to laugh. "I didn't mean to touch you..........there," she slowly moved her hand to the tip and back to the base. About six or so very hard inches she figured. It was only the third hard penis she had ever touched and only the second one since her high school prom. 

Showing him her panties was one thing but grabbing his cock was something else. It could not have been an accident as she was pretending. As she moved her hand off his hard-on he grabbed her shoulders and pulled her back towards him until her body was lying prone on his. He looked into her eyes before pushing his lips to hers. 

Nancy was not ready for his grab or his tongue when it entered her mouth. Her body was on fire and wanted him or anyone to put it out. She jabbed her own tongue into his mouth until they took turns. It was when his hand pulled her dress over her ass and then stuck his fingers under her thongs that she realized they were doing too far. Her lips broke away. 

"Larry don't," she said trying to reach back and pull his hand from her bare buttocks. His middle finger was exploring down into the sweaty valley. "We can't do this." 

"God I want you," he whispered as his lips sought and found her soft neck and then her earlobe. "I've thought about kissing you and touching you." 

Nancy gasped when his fingertips crossed over and paused at her tiny rear hole. "Ohhh," she moaned and pulled at his wrist. Not even Bill had fingered her back there. 

"I want to make love to you and kiss you all over," he whispered as he moved his lips down her neck to her collarbone and then down her chest bone until her soft mounds pressed against both of his cheeks. 

"Larry we can't do this," Nancy said as her hand relaxed its grip on his wrist. She arched her body backwards to allow his mouth to press down the top of her dress. The teasing game was quickly crossing the line to real sex. 

"I have to kiss your..........breast," he whispered. He didn't have a free hand so he bit the strap of her dress and pushed it over to her shoulder and then pulled it down her arm. A few seconds later her wonderful soft breast appeared and then the hard tip. "So beautiful," he whispered as he licked the sweat droplets on top of her breast, downward until the rigid nipple was engulfed by his lips. He flicked his tongue over it and she moaned loudly. 

"Oh God Larry we have to.........." she said before stopping when her whole nipple disappeared down onto his hot tongue. She didn't realize his finger had invaded her rear hole until he pulled it out and then pushed it back in. "Oh please," she begged not knowing what it was she was begging for. 

The floor boards of the attic were making enough noise now that Amy knew something was going on besides just teasing or messing around. Although they had agreed upon some touching and kissing this sounded more serious. So much so that she had to stop it. 

"Hey you two," she yelled up the ladder. "I'm coming up to help you!" 

"Shit," Larry groaned when he heard his wife's voice. "Get up because she's coming up." 

Nancy was relieved but also upset because he had touched and kissed her body and she had not even touched his bare penis. She sat up in front of him and saw Amy's head appear at the top of the stairs. "We are almost finished," Nancy said as she reached behind her and grabbed onto the snap of his jeans. "We'll be down in a minute." 

Amy saw Nancy's smile and then her wink. "OK, I'll be down in the kitchen." 

As soon as Amy's head disappeared Nancy turned and pulled open his jeans. 

"We don't have enough time," Larry said as he tried to prevent her from unzipping him but she was too fast and too determined. She jerked his jeans open and then pulled the opening on his boxers. The small white button popped off and she then reached inside until she found it. 

"Gotcha," she giggled as she pulled his six inch woody out into the opening. She again explored it but this time it was flesh on flesh. Her thumb rubbed his pre-cum drops over the spongy tip and marveled at the hardness. "You do want to fuck me don't you?" She whispered. 

"Hurry," Larry begged wanting her to jerk him off but instead she moved her hands away and crawled away from him. "Wait.........where are you going?" He said totally frustrated. 

"Downstairs to have a cup of coffee with my best friend," she giggled. 

*****

"You can come upstairs," Kitty said to Bill after walking up halfway before realizing he had stayed down below. "I need to get the clothes from my closet." 

"OK," Bill said before taking a deep breath and following the shapely butt up the stairs. She posed at the entrance to her bedroom and realized it was the first time she had invited another man inside. "This is supposed to be just some light teasing," she thought. 

Bill saw her enter and a few seconds later followed her inside. When he entered the bedroom she was already in the large closet with the light turned on. 

"I just don't know if these fit me anymore," she said holding up two very short dresses. "Do you mind if I try them on?" 

"No...........uh............I'll go back downstairs," he said. 

"Don't be silly. Just turn around," Kitty said nervously. "You can help me decide if they fit me or not." 

Just the thought of Kitty undressing and dressing behind him was enough to cause a hard-on. He could hear some sounds behind him and then took a deep breath when she said to turn around. He did and froze. The tight dress clung to her body like a second skin and was barely long enough to cover her feminine triangle. "Oh my God." 

"It looks that bad huh?" she said trying not to smile. 

"No.........God you look so..............hot," he somehow got out. His eyes looked at the tee shirt and shorts on the floor which meant she was probably only wearing panties under the dress. 

Kitty glanced at his excitement and did a slow turn. She had not worn this dress since high school and had grown upward and outward somewhat. "It used to be looser on me up here," she said as she pulled the stretch material outward from her tiny tits. She could see that he was speechless. "Do you think it's too short?" 

Bill could only shake his head as she toyed with the bottom of the dress. Her fingers pulled it up just enough to show him the bottom of her white triangle. 

Kitty giggled and turned around. She knew he could now see the bottom of her ass cheeks and since the panties were wedged into her cheeks they probably looked naked. 

"Let me try the other one on," Kitty giggled after turning back around. His penis looked huge down below. She smiled at him for a few seconds. "You have to turn around remember?" 

"Oh sorry," Bill said before turning around. 

Kitty pulled off the one dress and as she was pulling on the other one noticed a slight tear in the side seam. After pulling it down over her hips she jammed her index finger in the tear and pulled causing it to rip all the way down to the bottom. "Oh God," she said hoping Bill would turn around. He did. 

Bill had heard the tearing sound and when he turned he froze. The other dress was now wide open exposing the front of her panties and the underside of one perfectly shaped tiny breast. The dark puffy pubic mound was easily seen through the almost sheer undies. He realized he was looking at something he shouldn't be and started to turn around. 

"No use in turning around now," Kitty giggled. "You've already seen most of me anyway." 

Bill stopped turning and moved back around to face her. "You are so beautiful," he said looking at her tiny features. 

"Nancy has a better shape than me," Kitty said smiling. "I'm too small on my hips," she said as she turned around showing him her pink ass. "And.........." Kitty built up enough nerve to pull the dress from her naked chest. "My breasts." 

"Wow," Bill expressed when he saw her teenage shaped mounds. They were so perfect with tiny cherry gumdrops centered directly in front. 

Kitty realized that she was trapped in the closet. Here she was almost naked in front of a huge man with no way of escaping. "I better get dressed," she said nervously as she leaned down to pick up her tee shirt. 

"Don't!" Bill said upset that she was going to take her nakedness from him. 

"Bill, please back out of here and let me get dressed," Kitty said feeling her knees shaking. 

"Can I see you without your panties on?" He asked like a small kid asking his mother for a piece of candy. 

"I'm afraid," Kitty admitted. 

"Please don't be afraid," he said. "I'd never do anything to hurt you. If you don't want to take off your panties I understand." Bill looked down and turned around to walk out. 




Role Play



"Wait!" Kitty said. "Don't turn around until I say so." She took a deep breath, grabbed the waistband of her panties and quickly pushed them down over her moist dark bush until they moved off her feet. She stood back up stark naked. "OK." 

Bill was the one nervous now as he slowly turned with his eyes closed. When he was facing her direction he slowly opened his eyes. 

Kitty was biting her lower lips waiting for his reaction but he didn't move or say anything. She thought he might be disappointed. "I told you I'm too small." 

"Oh God No," Bill said as he stepped towards her. "You are perfect." 

Kitty didn't feel threatened anymore and knew she was in control. When he moved in front of her she grabbed his large hand and pulled it up until it completely covered her left breast. When she pressed it against her he moaned just before she did. "Oh Bill," she whispered. "Your hand is so big." As he lightly caressed her tittie she reached out for the zipper of his shorts. "I have to see you." 

*****

Amy was waiting for Nancy and Larry to come back down the stairs when she realized that Kitty and Bill were alone in the house across the street. The women had agreed to be near each other in case things got out of control. She heard them coming down from the attic and ran out the front door. Kitty's front door was unlocked so she hurried into the house and ran up the stairs. When she got to the master bedroom door she heard Kitty's voice. 

"God.........you beast!" 

Amy quickly moved into the bedroom and saw the closet door open. As she peeked into the closet she had to cover her mouth from gasping out loud. Bill was standing sideways from her and his long hard penis was projecting out of his shorts. Wrapped around it were Kitty's two hands. She jumped back so they couldn't see her and listened. 

"There is no way a woman can take this inside of her," Kitty gasped as her whole hand tried to cup the huge tip.

"Don't stop touching me..........please," the big man begged the smaller woman. 

Kitty was so turned on she was ready to see if the tool fit but out of the corner of her eye she saw some movement in the bedroom and knew one of the women was there. "We've went too far already," Kitty whispered while leaning over and kissing the swollen knob. "We better get back over to your house." 

"But........." Bill groaned when she let him loose. 

"There will be other times," she whispered so the person in the other room couldn't hear. 

Somehow Bill managed to force his ram-rod back into his shorts as he watched her pull her panties, shorts and tee shirt back on. 

"Come on," She said loud enough for the woman to get out of the bedroom. As they moved down the stairs Kitty saw the back of Amy's head when she moved out of the front door. 

***** 

"I thought Amy was down here," Larry said while Nancy and he looked throughout the house. When he realized she was gone he moved up behind Nancy and reached up under her arms to cup her braless breasts. 

"Larry don't," Nancy said while jerking away from his hands. She turned to face him. "Upstairs was a mistake. We are both happily married." 

He smiled and moved closer to her. "If we were happy we wouldn't have done what we did." His lips moved down towards hers but her hands pressed against his chest. 

"I'm not going to cheat on my husband." 

"Fuck, you touched me upstairs. Isn't that cheating?" 

"No, it's.......just having........some fun," she grinned. Her lips moved up to his and her tongue invaded his mouth. 

Larry was confused but didn't want to stop the 'fun' as she had called it. For the next minute or so they frenched and caressed each other's back sides. Luckily they were standing in the kitchen when the front door slammed open. They jumped apart just as Amy ran down the hallway. She stopped when she saw them standing close as well. "I didn't interrupt anything did I?" 

"No," Larry quickly lied. "We were wondering where you were." 

Amy peeked down at his excitement still apparent in his jeans. "I was over at Kitty's." She smiled at Nancy who smiled back. 

Five minutes later Kitty walked in with Bill carrying a box of clothing behind her. The young women blushed when she saw both Nancy and Amy grinning at her. 

"We better get home and finish up our sale items," Amy said to her husband. 

"Can't we stay a little longer?" Larry asked hoping he would get some more time alone with Nancy. 

"No, the yard sale opens at 7:00AM tomorrow morning and people will be here by at least 6:00AM." Amy grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the kitchen. 

"I'll see you.........I mean the both of you tomorrow," he said when he looked at Nancy. 

After they left Nancy stood up. "Grab the box and we will add the contents to the sale items in the garage." The three of them moved out into the two car garage. Twenty minutes later Bill was finished and the women were putting price tags on the items so he went back into the house. 

"Well how did you do?" Nancy asked Kitty who was sitting down in front of her. 

Kitty was not sure how far she was supposed to have gone so she was nervous talking about it. "Good.....I modeled some very short dresses for him in my closet." 

"Shit he must have climaxed right there," Nancy laughed. "That should get his motor going tonight." She turned and picked up an old pie pan. 

"There's............more," Kitty whispered. 

Nancy didn't think the young girl had more in her. "Really...please go on." 

"One of the dresses had a rip in it and I ripped it completely open. He saw..........he saw me...in just......my panties." 

"Shit," Nancy said dropping the pie pan on the hard concrete floor. "Was that it?" 

"No......he asked me to take off my panties.......and.....I did." 

"He saw you completely naked!" 

"Yes." 

"Oh shit I better get in the house now!" Nancy dropped the box of price stickers and stood up. She was in the house before Kitty could turn and see her. 

"What about me?" Kitty asked an empty garage. 

*****

Bill was in the shower stroking his hard rod when he heard the shower door open. He turned and saw a grinning wife looking down at his swollen knob. "You started without me." 

"I........uh......," Bill didn't know what to say. 

"It's OK," Nancy giggled. She grabbed his wrist and pulled him out of the steamy water. "Let's get on the bed." 

"But we are wet," Bill said as she dragged his dripping naked body into the bedroom. "Nancy let me dry off." 

"I'm not Nancy," she whispered as she grabbed his wrist again and jerked his wet body down on top of hers. Her legs opened and wrapped around his waist. "Fuck me...fuck Kitty." 

"Oh Kitty," Bill moaned when his hot pecker slid ever so slowly into her depths. 

*****

Kitty sat for a few moments and then walked into the house. She looked up at the opened bed room door and took a deep breath. Her feet felt heavy as they tiptoed up the long staircase. She stopped just before the doorway and listened. 

"Fuck me Bill." 

"Oh Kitty I've wanted to fuck you for so long. Your sweet pussy is so tight." 

"Your cock is sooooo BIG!" 

Kitty didn't realize her hand was under her shorts and panties until her finger rubbed over her raised clitoris. Hearing the big man saying her name while he fucked his wife was too much for her brain which was on overload. Seldom did she masturbate but at that moment it was wonderful. "Fuck me Bill," she whispered. "Your cock is sooooo big." Her middle finger raced to get her up to the same passion level as the two joined bodies on the bed. She was almost there when she peeked around the doorframe and saw his long hard pink penis disappearing down into Nancy's quim. It was enough to bring her over the edge. She didn't mean to scream but couldn't hold it back. "OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" 

Since Bill was cuming and groaning he did not hear the noise from the hallway. But Nancy did. Her head dipped to the side and saw Kitty's eyes looking into hers. She smiled at the climaxing young woman just before she climaxed as well. "OH BILLLLL!"  

Kitty was gone when Nancy walked back downstairs five minutes later however she did leave a note that she would be over at 6:00AM to help with the sale. Nancy knew the weekend excitement was just starting. 

***** 

Amy didn't say much to Larry about being with Nancy in the attic. She didn't get a chance to open her mouth because as soon as they entered the house he was all over her. 

"Wait!" Amy laughed as he opened her shorts and pushed them and her panties down her legs at the same time. 

"I can't wait," Larry groaned. He didn't bother pulling off her blouse or his jeans. He just unzipped, reached inside and pull out his throbbing prick. 

Amy back-peddled to the sofa and then fell onto her back while bracing herself for the weight of his body. "Come to Nancy honey," she giggled. She was able to grab onto his rigid penis as he slammed his hips downward. "You need to get me wet first." 

"OK," he panted while sliding backwards until his face was over her shaved pussy lips. He made a note to mention to his wife that she needed to grow her pubic hair back again. Although he did not see Nancy's bare pussy he did take note that the shadow of her pubic mound was shaped into a neat triangle. 

"Right there baby," Amy moaned when Larry's tongue pressed down against her swollen pleasure button. She had shaven her pussy about a year ago because he had said it would be better for oral sex and she just loved a tongue on her pussy. "Get Nancy nice and wet." 

Larry did that and even took the time to push his long thin tongue deeply inside her hot tunnel. A few minutes of this had her body rising up to meet his lips. He knew she was ready so his tongue left snail tracks up over her navel to her opened mouth. 

Amy tasted herself on his lips and tongue as he guided his rocket into her warmth. She closed her eyes and thought about how big Bill's cock was in Kitty's small hands and wondered how big James was. Since she had seen Kitty touching Bill's penis it meant she could do the same to James. "Fuck me James," she thought as her husband pumped in and out of her. 

"Nancy........OH NANCY!..........I'M CUMMMINGGG!" Bill cried out. 

"Me too," Amy giggled. "Me too." 

*****

Kitty barely made it in the house when her husband called. "I was helping Nancy with her yard sale," she said when he asked where she was. He had tried to call her earlier. 

"I can't wait to get home," James whispered. 

"You enjoyed our role playing didn't you?" She asked as she sat down on the sofa. "I enjoyed it too." She rubbed over her damp crotch as she continued. "Amy stopped by too." 

"She was there tonight?" James was sitting on the hotel bed in only his boxers. He pulled out his limp dick and started stroking it. 

"Yes," Kitty giggled. "She asked where you were."

"She........did?" 

"Yes and she was wearing a tight beige blouse and I could see her bra through it." 

"You.......could see through it?" 

Kitty knew he was jerking off from the strain in his voice. "Yes and I could see her dark nipples through her bra." 

"Oh God," James said. "Where they big?" 

"Yes," Kitty giggled. "Big nipples. The tips were pushing out her blouse." It was then that Kitty hit him with a bomb shell. "I think she shaves her pussy." 

"What?"" He asked sitting upright. "How would you know that?" 

"When we were in the pool the other day and she got out of the pool I..........I could see the outline of her lips through the pink bikini bottoms. If she had any hair down there I would have seen it." 

"Shit, her pussy is bald," he groaned. His hand was moving faster on his hard tool. 

"Do you want to suck my bald pussy?" Kitty asked playing the part of Amy. 

James was confused at first but then realized what she was doing. "Yes........oh yes...I want to suck your hairless pussy." 

"And suck my big dark nipples?" 

"Oh....Amy...I want to..........oh god I want to fuck you so badly." 

Kitty stopped and realized that the role playing was building them all up for one thing. "James...we have to....stop this." 

"What?" James asked. "But....it turns us both on." 

"But...will it make us really want to do it?" She asked. 

"No of course not," James said. "It's just pretend." 

Kitty thought back a few hours ago when she had Bill's thick cock in her fingers. It was definitely not pretend and she definitely wanted him to fuck her. 

"Honey don't stop now........I'm so.........close," James begged. 

"Is your cock really big and hard James?" 

"Yes Amy.......it's big and hard for you," James grinned. 

"I want you to fuck my bald pussy," Kitty whispered. "Now fuck me now." 

"OK..........OK......Now....YES!.....NOW!" Hot white lava shot out and upward over James' fist. His hips rose and he came. 

"Cum for me.........cum for Amy," Kitty whispered. 

"I AM AMY! I AM!!" 

Kitty didn't get off but she knew the yard sale would give her another opportunity or two. 

***** 

It was 5:30AM when Nancy looked out her bedroom window and saw the headlights of the cars parked on the street waiting for the garage doors to open. "You better get up because they are already here," she said to Bill while shaking him. 

"I thought we opened at 7:00AM," he said glancing over at the alarm clock on the nightstand. 

Suddenly the door bell rang. "I think they are getting impatient," Nancy said as she moved into the bathroom to get her underwear, shorts and a top on. A few minutes later she opened the door to see a sleepy looking Kitty. "Come in." 

"Am I too early?" Kitty asked. 

"No," Nancy grinned. "I'm going out to get the garage ready so why don't you go upstairs and get Bill out of bed?" 

Kitty looked at her in surprise. "Really?" 

"Sure.........just remember no serious sex." 

"What does that mean?" Kitty asked as she turned to walk up the stairs. 

"No blow jobs or fucking," Nancy whispered. 

"Oh......," Kitty said blushing. 

Bill was fading off to sleep again when he felt his wife getting under the sheet with him. "Just give me a few more winks," he moaned. She didn't say anything but did put her bare hand on his side. Since they had sex last night he had not bothered to get up and put on pajamas. 

Kitty could see he was naked when she picked up the sheet. She wanted to giggle but kept quiet as she rubbed her hand up his side and then across his back. She had never touched another man like this and was enjoying it when he reached back and pushed her hand away. "Let me sleep just a few more minutes." 

Kitty grinned and removed her hand. She waited a few minutes until she heard his heavy breathing before she again touched his lower back. Her hand moved lightly over his buttocks and down to the back of his hairy thigh. She got an idea. 

Bill was in a deep sleep dreaming about Kitty. His hand was cupping her small breast and her hands were roaming over his hips and thighs. Suddenly she was gone and then he felt her naked front pressing up against his backside. Her small but sharp pointy nipples were pressing into his back and her........her lower belly was crushed against his buttocks. He could feel the small soft bush and it felt so real. Never had a dream seem so real before. "Oh Kitty," he moaned. 

Kitty heard him moan and knew he was dreaming about her. She had quickly stripped and was pressing up against his back when he turned his body. Suddenly her naked front was now touching his. His soft penis was jammed against her navel. At least it was soft until her fingers curled around it. 

"Touch me Kitty," Bill moaned thinking he was dreaming. His own fingers moved behind her back and squeezed her cute little buttock. The dream was so real he could smell the fresh scent of her hair. 

Kitty's fingers explored and caressed another man's penis until it expanded so long it was touching the bottom of her breast. She leaned back slight and rubbed the spongy tip over her tiny nip. It was then he moved his hand on her butt over her hip and down between her damp thighs. He quickly found her soft bush and toyed with the hairs. 

Kitty knew she was going too far as she leaned her head downward until her lips pressed against the moist hole on the tip of his penis. She had given James a blowjob only on special occasions and really didn't get much out of it. But, now it was another man's cock she was licking. 

"That's it baby....kiss me........lick me," Bill moaned. He pushed his middle finger lower until he found her moist valley and then her raised clit. He heard her moan and then open her mouth to suck in his huge crown. 

"Oh FUCK!" He said when his eyes opened and he looked at the light shining in from the hallway. He was wide awake feeling a mouth on his cock. It had to be Nancy under the sheet playing the role of Kitty. 

"Suck me Kitty," he grinned. He rubbed down over her pussy entrance and tried to push his middle finger inside but it was so tight. "Am I dreaming?" He asked out loud as he grab open the sheet and saw the top of a woman's head. She had dark hair. "Kitty?" 

Kitty knew he was now awake when she popped her mouth from his penis and looked up into his eyes. "Good morning," she purred. 

"Oh God, where is Nancy?" 

"In the garage. She told me to get you up." Kitty moved her head back and looked at his raised cock in her tiny hand. "And you are definitely up." 

"We have to get up. She can't catch us like this," Bill said as he tried to move back away from her. He suddenly realized she was naked too. 

"Wait," Kitty said as he jumped off the other side of the bed and walked quickly into the bathroom. "She doesn't care." It was too late. 

A few minutes later Kitty walked into the garage. "Bill is up." She grinned. 

"And horny?" Nancy grinned. 

"Very........horny," Kitty grinned back. 

"Stand back," Nancy said as she opened the garage door. About twenty people raced up the driveway to get to the stuff. Bill walked into the garage about ten minutes later and saw both Kitty and Nancy busy talking to the shoppers. He decided to help a man carry an old bicycle to his truck. 

***** 

Around 9:30AM things started getting slow. Both Amy and Larry were sitting down for the first time when they saw Nancy walking up their driveway. "So did I miss all of the deals?" 

"We still have some stuff," Amy grinned. "Who's watching your stuff?" 

"Bill and Kitty," Nancy smiled back. "Do you have any coffee?" 

"Sure. Come inside and I'll get you a cup," Amy said. "Honey you can handle it alone right?" 

"Yes," Larry said trying not to stare at Nancy's nice butt as she walked by him. 

Once inside the house Amy right away questioned Nancy. "So tell me about the attic. Larry couldn't wait to get me undressed when we got home last night." 

"I teased him with some panty shots at first and then accidentally grabbed his hard-on." Nancy confessed. She looked at Amy to see if she was upset but she was just grinning. "Then he pulled me on top of him and we kissed for quiet a while. I haven't kissed like that in a long time." 

"It sounded like you two were doing more than just kissing," Amy whispered. 

"He pushed his hand under my panties and touched my ass." Nancy thought about telling her about the finger in her anus but didn't. "That's when you came up the ladder. After you left..........I...uh........I unzipped him and touched him." 

"You touched his bare penis?" Amy asked. 

"That's OK right?" Nancy asked. 

"Uh yeah...sure." Amy grinned. She remembered what she had seen in Kitty's closet. "Since Kitty touched Bill too I now get to touch James." 

"Kitty touched Bill penis?" Nancy asked surprised. The woman had not told her that last night. 

"Oops," Amy said. "I thought she must have told you." 

"She said he saw her naked and then I ran into the house. I guess I never gave her a chance." 




Role Play



"When does James get home?" Amy asked. 

"I'm not sure. Why don't you go ask Kitty." 

Amy smiled because she knew it would give Nancy another chance to be alone with Larry. "I'll be back in an hour. Don't do anything I wouldn't do." 

"Don't worry," Nancy grinned. 

*****

After Kitty helped a woman carry some boxes to her car she walked back into the garage and didn't see Bill anywhere but she heard his voice. 

"Kitty come back here," his voice said coming from the water heater in the corner. 

"Where are you?" She asked after looking around to make sure there were not more bargain hunters. 

"Here," he answered as he grabbed her wrist and pulled her behind the heater. "I can't stop thinking about you." 

Before she could react Bill's lips pressed into hers. His large hands cupped her small buttocks and lifted her body up off the floor. After two minutes of not breathing and swapping spit their mouths parted. 

"You dirty ol' man," she giggled. 

"I want you so much," he whispered while snaking his large and down under her elastic waistband on her shorts and then under her panties. 

"We can't do it here," she giggled. "And we can't go into the house." 

"Will you.........will you.........you know what you were doing in the bed before?" Bill asked. 

"You want me to touch you again?" She whispered as her fingers pushed down the long loud zipper. 

"Yes..........oh God yes," he said leaning back against the wall and watched her tiny hand disappear into the opening of his boxers. He felt her find his hand pole and pull but she couldn't get it out. 

"I guess I'm going to have to do this," she laughed as she unsnapped the shorts and grabbed the waistband of the shorts and boxers at the same time. She jerked them both down over his hard-on to his knees. When her hand touched his cock they heard a woman's voice. 

"Is anyone here?" 

"Ignore her," Bill groaned. 

"I can't," Kitty giggled. "Stay like that and I'll be back." 

Bill closed his eyes and counted the seconds. 

"Hi," Amy grinned when Kitty walked from behind the heater. "Where's Bill?" 

Kitty grinned and put her finger on her lips. She turned and pointed to the water heater. "He's in the house." 

Amy winked and walked up to her. "What were you doing?" She whispered. 

"I was going to jerk him off," Kitty whispered back. 

"Go into the house and let me surprise him," Amy whispered. 

"But, he is mine," Kitty said upset. 

"You can have him back," Amy whispered. "I haven't had any fun yet." 

"OK," Kitty grinned. 

"When is James coming home?" 

Kitty looked at her watch. "Any minute." 

Bill was still rock hard as he waited for Kitty to return. He could barely hear them talking but could not make out what they were saying. Just when he heard the garage door open and close he saw a shadow on the floor of the person walking around the heater. 

"It's about time," he whispered as he reached out and grabbed her arm. He didn't realize it was Amy until her huge breasts pushed into his side. "Oh Shit." 

"Bill, what are you doing?" Amy gasped pretending to be frightened. She felt his hard prick pressing against her hip. 

"Amy......don't look," Bill gasped as he pushed her back and attempted to pull up his boxers and shorts. But something stopped him from pulling them up. He realized Amy's hand was pushing them downward. "What are you doing?" 

"I should ask that question," Amy grinned. "What were you and Kitty doing?" 

"Nothing bad," Bill said nervously. "Please don't say anything to Nancy." 

"I won't if........." 

"Anything...if what?" 

"If you turn around and let me see it." 

"What is going on?" Bill asked himself as he turned his hips and showed his still rock hard excitement. 

"You've been hiding this from me all these years," Amy grinned. He was at least three inches bigger than Larry and much thicker. When she reached out and grabbed it he jerked back not expecting it. 

"Jesus!" he exclaimed. 

"Not Jesus......Amy," she giggled. Her fingers tried to go all the way around him but couldn't. "God how can Nancy fit this inside of her?" Neither of them heard the garage door to the house open nor saw Kitty walk up behind them. 

"OK times up," Kitty said seriously. 

Again Bill jumped when Kitty appeared. 

"I'll watch the garage sale while you finish him," Amy giggled. She let go of his rod and leaned up to kiss him. She knew she would get her turn one day. 

"What is going on?" Bill asked Kitty when her hands replaced Amy's. 

"Does it matter?" Kitty giggled while she used two hands to jerk him off. 

"No........oh no it..........doesn't matter," Bill grunted. "Please don't stop." 

"I won't.........." 

Amy was helping an old man look at a radio when she heard Bill's cries of pleasure. She was ready to respond to the old man but he didn't show any reaction. 

"HOW MUCH DO YOU WANT?" The old man asked loudly. 

It was then that Amy realized the man was hard of hearing. "TWO DOLLARS!" She yelled. 

"HOW MUCH?" 

"ONE DOLLAR!" She screamed. 

"HOW MUCH?" 

"FIFTY-CENTS!" 

"OK I'LL TAKE IT!! He yelled as he reached into his pocket and handed her a coin. 

Amy laughed when he walked down the driveway carrying the radio. In her palm was a nickel. 

"Don't leave," Bill whispered to Kitty after he had emptied his load into her free hand. 

"I have to take care of this," she smiled as she opened her hand showing it full of his pleasure juices. She hurried into the house. 

Amy walked back just as Bill was pulling up his shorts. "I didn't know you were a screamer," she laughed. Before she could react Bill grabbed her arm and pulled her lips to his. As they kissed his hand moved up over her 38C mound and caressed it. Amy pulled away. 

"What kind of woman do you think I am?" She said seriously before turning and walking away. 

*****

Larry's eyes never left Nancy's ass as she stood talking to one of their neighbors who also had a sale down the street. A few times she glanced over at him and smiled. 

Nancy knew Larry wanted her to get rid of their neighbor and thought it was funny. The neighbor, Carol, had just gone through an ugly divorce and had recently lost a lot of weight. 

"How would you like to have some fun?" Nancy whispered in Carol's ear. 

"It depends," Carol answered suspiciously. 

"Larry has been looking at my ass all morning and I want to tease him a little. Will you help me?" 

It had been over a year since Carol had sex and she had always thought Larry was one of the sexiest men on the block. "OK but just a little." 

Larry had his eyes closed when he heard Nancy's voice. "Larry we need your opinion." 

"Huh?" He said sitting up straight. Nancy and Carol were now standing a few feet from him. "My opinion on what?" 

"Carol said her ass looks better than mine." Nancy grinned. 

Carol smiled realizing where Nancy was going and decided to play along. "Nancy thinks hers is nicer." 

"I'm not getting into that one," Larry said knowing he would piss one of them off. 

"No.......seriously we want your opinion," Nancy said. She turned and looked at Carol who also turned. "Who has the nicest ass?" 

Larry smiled looking at their butts in the tight shorts. Both women had at least a nine score. "They are both equally nice." 

"Only nice?" Carol asked looking upset. She had worked her tail off the past four months in the gym. 

"No.........I mean from what I can see they are better than just nice." He grinned. He could also tell both women were wearing thongs. 

"Well you will just have to touch them," Nancy said firmly. 

"Ta.........touch...them?" Carol repeated. A married man looking at her ass was different that one touching it. 

"Yes," Nancy said as she backed closer to Larry's chair. "I'll go first." 

Larry was not about to turn down this opportunity. He had more than massaged Nancy's bare ass last night and had even pushed his finger in her tiny puckered hole. So squeezing it now was not a big deal. His hands moved to her soft cushions and squeezed. "Very-very nice." 

Nancy let him touch her for almost a minute before moving away. "I got a 'very-very' nice," she grinned at Carol. 

"Where is Amy?" Carol asked as she decided to really let this man touch her. 

"She's at my house and won't be back for a while," Nancy said as she moved in front of Carol and grabbed her arms. "Move back and let him touch you." 

"But......." Carol started to say before Nancy pushed her backwards. "Oh MY!" She gasped when Larry's hands captured her buns. After a few seconds she tried to move away from him but Nancy held her back. 

"He touched mine for at least a minute." 

Larry's cock was pushing up the front of his shorts as he caressed this woman's ass. He traced his thumb down the shape of her thong into her cheeks. She squeezed them tightly around his middle finger when he pressed into the area where her anus was. 

"Oh God!" Carol said feeling this man's fingers deep down into her ass crack. "Someone might see us." 

Nancy looked over her shoulder. "No one is around. Besides my body is blocking anyone from seeing you." After a few more seconds of molesting Carol's ass Nancy thought she would see just how far this divorced lady would go. "To really tell I think he needs to touch our bare asses." 

"No way," Carol snapped as she tried to jerk away from Larry. "I need to.........go.......home." She jerked away from Nancy's hands and hurried down the driveway. 

"I think we scared her off," Nancy said. "I guess you will just have to check out my ass." She turned and shoved her butt again into his face. She was so wrapped up in his hands on her buns that she did not see Carol standing in front of her again. 

"I..........uh.......can we go inside?" Carol asked with a red face. 

Nancy looked back at Larry who was grinning ear to ear. "No one has been here for a while. Let's close the door and go inside." 

Carol bit her lower lip and took a deep breath. "Just the ass." 

"Just the ass," Larry repeated as he stood and led them into the house. 

"You first," Carol said with a grin for the first time. She had been so horny lately that she was looking forward to a man touching her bare cheeks. 

"OK, but you have to help me," Nancy said as she walked up to where Larry was sitting. 

"You want me to take down your shorts?" Carol asked. She suddenly was getting suspicious that Nancy and Larry had a thing going and wanted her to join them. Sex with her ex-husband had been very conservative and lame. 

"Yes," Nancy said with a wink. She knew it would turn Larry on even more to have the other woman help. 

Larry sat back with a shit-eating grin on his face as Carol reluctantly leaned down and unsnapped Nancy's shorts. She stood back up. 

"Well push them down," Nancy grinned. 

Carol had never even imagined sex with another female so pushing down one's shorts was really overboard for her. "What the hell," she said as her fingers pinched the waistband and pushed downward. Since Nancy was facing her she saw the tiny black thong covering the pubic area. "How far do you want them down?" 

"All the way," Larry said hoping they would listen to him. They didn't. 

"Just to my knees," Nancy giggled. Carol pushed them down lower and stood back up. She saw the look on Nancy's face. "The panties too?" 

"Yes," Nancy answered. "He has to check out my ass." 

"To your knees?" Carol gasped. 

Nancy nodded and waited until the trembling fingers pulled her thongs over her golden mane and down to the shorts. Things were definitely going faster than any of them had imagined. 

Carol moved back and stared at Nancy's neatly trimmed blonde triangular bush. Under it she could see the pink shaved lips and the glistening moisture. She knew her own pussy was just as damp. 

"Well?" Nancy said looking over her shoulder at Larry. 

"OK," he grinned as he reached forward and cupped her pink ass cheeks. He rubbed down under them across the tiny little blonde hairs and then gently pushed the cheeks apart. There was her tiny puckered opening. 

"Larry! Be good," Nancy said when she felt the cool air on her anus. 

"What did he do?" Carol asked with excitement on her face. What they were doing was so unlike her and so nasty. 

"He was peeking at me," Nancy grinned and blushed slightly. She felt his hands release her cheeks and then caress her mounds some more. Finally she stepped away from him and bent forward to pull up her panties. 

"Damn," Larry expressed when he saw her pussy lips open up for him under her ass. She held the pose for almost ten seconds before standing upright with her panties and shorts in place. 

"Your turn," Nancy said to Carol. 

"I....uh...don't think......I can do....this," the nervous light brown haired woman said as she backed up. 

"I did it and now it's your turn," Nancy said smiling. She walked slowly towards Carol who kept backing up. Suddenly the backs of her legs stuck the chair behind her causing her to sit down hard. Her legs flew upward and before she could lower them Nancy grabbed her ankles. 

"Come on take off your shorts and panties," Nancy said. 

"I can't......," Carol gasped. However she had stopped struggling. 

"Let me help," Nancy grinned as she dropped the legs and then drove her hands into the snap on Carol's shorts. 

"Stop.........," Carol cried out. 

"Nancy she doesn't want to do it," Larry said worried that Nancy was going too far. 

"Yes she does.........don't you Carol? You want me to take off your shorts and panties." 

Carol didn't answer because she knew that if she didn't do it she would possibly wonder about it for the rest of her life and since sex was a faint memory she didn't want to lose this opportunity. She nodded her head and looked over at Larry's obvious hard-on under his shorts. 

Nancy smiled as she opened the snap and then slowly pulled the zipper down showing Carol's baby pink panties. None of them thought about the ass comparison anymore because soon the woman's pussy was going to be on display. "Lift." 

Carol's heart was racing as she lifted her hips and watched her dark blue shorts slide down over her exposed panties, her thighs and down over her knees. She thought about objecting when Nancy pulled the shorts from her feet but couldn't talk. '

Nancy knew the woman was hooked. "Tell me to take off your panties." 

"Yes," Carol managed to say. 

"Say it," Nancy said as she grabbed the tiny elastic band. 

"Take.......them.................off," the words stumbled from her lips. Carol again raised her hips and looked down at her full untrimmed light brown bush as the panties moved south. Finally she lifted both feet and watched as Nancy tossed them on the shorts. Her legs were still held tightly together to prevent them from seeing how excited she was. 

"When is the last time you had sex?" Nancy asked seeing the uncontrolled growth over her hidden pussy. 

"It's been a while," Carol said feeling more relaxed. This was so strange sitting naked from the waist down in front of them. 

Both women had forgotten about Larry who could not see with Nancy in his way. He slowly moved off the sofa and was kneeling behind Nancy looking over her shoulder. She heard his heavy breathing. 

"Do you want a better view?" Nancy laughed while turning to look at his face which was beet red from excitement. 

"Yes," Larry said while moving next to her. 

"Help me open her legs." 

"What? Oh God Nancy.......that would be so.....nasty," Carol gasped. She squeezed her knees so tightly together the skin turned white. 

"Come on you know you want to show Larry how excited you are," Nancy grinned. She pried her hand between the two knees and pushed outward. 

At first Carol managed to resist but the thought of this man she had only met a few times looking at her exposed pussy was too hot. 

Nancy grinned when she felt Carol's leg muscles relax. Her eyes as well as Larry's were glued to the hairy triangle which got bigger as the two white thighs parted. More untamed curly hair popped outward until her pink pussy lips parted and they could see her very wet and hot slit. 

Carol closed her eyes not wanting to see their faces as they look at her private area. Nancy continued pushing her legs apart until they were straining. She peeked down and saw her pussy wide open with her very swollen clitoris rising up for the occasion. 

"I think she needs some relief," Nancy whispered to Larry. 

"What.........are you going.........to do?" Carol asked knowing she was not going to stop them. 

"We are going to be good neighbors," Nancy laughed. Her fingers moved up one thigh as Larry's moved up the other. 

"We?" Carol repeated. It meant Nancy was going to....Suddenly their fingers met as they pushed through the thicket of hairs on both sides of her raised clit. "OH GOD!" Her hips rose upward as the two rubs, touched, and penetrated into her almost closed-again hole. "OH GOD THAT FEELS SO GOOD!" 

Nancy was just as turned on as Larry because it was something new and something very exciting to be touching another woman's pussy. And, it was her lips that first kissed inside the right thigh. When she did it she felt both Larry and Carol stop moving. 

"Oh God......" Carol said again when she saw Nancy's lips planting small wet kisses up her thigh towards her hairy box. When she awoke that morning she had no idea she would be having oral sex especially from another woman. 

Larry sat back and unzipped his fly as he prepared to see a woman going down on another one. It had been his long time fantasy so he hurried to release his cock and touch it. As Nancy's head moved over Carol's lower stomach he reached out and pulled her hair back so he could see the first contact of Nancy's tongue on Carol's clit. 

"OH YES RIGHT THERE!" Carol screamed. Her hands grabbed onto Nancy's head and held her tightly in place. 

Nancy could hardly breathe as she licked and suckled on the raised passion button. Her finger moved under her chin and into the depths of the woman's pussy. She tried to remember some of Bill's techniques and must be doing a good job because Carol was almost there. Suddenly Nancy moved her head back and then her body. 

"Oh Please don't stop," Carol begged. 

"Larry's turn," Nancy said while glancing down at his exposed penis. 

"Yes........please," Carol begged for release. 

"I haven't had lunch yet," Larry grinned as he pushed his face between her opened thighs and quickly took over for Nancy. He thought he had gone to heaven until he felt something warm and wonderful on his exposed cock. "Fuck," he thought realizing Nancy was giving him a blowjob. Neither Carol nor Larry lasted ten seconds more as they climaxed at the same time. "I'M CUMMMINNG!" Carol screamed. 

Nancy didn't have to hear Larry's scream because his cum completely filled her mouth and throat. She took one big swallow and then one more before she could suck the residue from the draining tube. She knew she had crossed the line that she had established with Kitty and Amy but just had to taste another man's cum. Both Nancy and Larry pulled hairs from their teeth as they helped Carol get dressed. 

*****

Amy and Kitty stayed away from Bill for the remainder of the morning because they knew James would be home at any moment. It was around 11:30AM when a yellow taxi pulled up across the street and James exited with his bags and a dozen roses. 

"For me?" Kitty asked when he walked up to her in Nancy's driveway. 

"Yes," he said peering over her shoulder at Amy who was standing back in the garage. He smiled at her and she smiled back. 

"Hello James."

"Hi Amy," James grinned. He noticed she was wearing a thin opaque blouse that showed her white lacy bra. It was then that Bill came out of the house and saw James. 




Role Play



"Hey James," Bill said smiling. "Too bad you weren't gone all weekend," he thought. 

"How is the sale going?" James asked as he moved into the garage and looked around. There were still a lot of junk and boxes. 

"It was good earlier but not much going on the past hour or so," Kitty said. Somehow she needed to get James and Amy alone. "Bill would you help me carry those boxes back over to my house?" 

"I.......can do it," James quickly said wondering why his wife asked Bill. 

"Honey, they are really heavy and I don't want you to hurt your back." 

"No problem," Bill said while quickly grabbing the two boxes. He wanted to get Kitty alone again. 

"Come inside and let me get you a beer," Amy grinned as she played with the top button on her blouse. She really didn't need to draw his attention to her bust because he was already staring at it. 

"I could use a cold one," James said sweating. He quickly forgot about Bill and his wife crossing the street while following Amy into the house. 

Amy tossed him a cold can of beer and took a face cloth by the sink and got it wet under the cold water. "I can't believe how hot I am," she whispered. The face cloth was dripping as she moved it over her forehead, down her face and then under her chin. Rivers of water flowed downward onto her blouse soaking it and most of her bra. 

"It..............is....verrry.....ha...hot," James stuttered. The pinkness of her full chest was seen through the moist cloth. 

"Oh God look at me," Amy said when she glanced down at her wet clothing. More water had soaked into her bra until her dark round nipples were easily seen. "I better get dried before they come back." She didn't blink as she unbuttoned the top two buttons on her blouse. 

James was frozen and almost dropped his beer can when she opened the five buttons. He knew he should not be watching but his eyes would not leave her chest. 

"A bra is just like a bikini top," Amy grinned while pulling the blouse open and down her arms. She folded it over a kitchen chair in front of her and stood up erect in only her bra on top. "Would you hand me come paper towels?" 

James somehow managed to move to the counter behind him and pull off about five squares of paper towels. His slacks were bulging in his crotch area when he walked closer to her and handed her the paper towels with trembling hands. But she didn't take them. 

"Would you do the honors?" She asked in a soft sexy voice. 

"I............uh...shouldn't." He peeked back at the door leading to the garage. 

"We have a few minutes," she whispered. Her fingers curled down into her bra cups and pulled outward. Most of her breasts including her raised and very hard nipples popped out at him. 

"Amazing," James' said seeing them for the first time. 

"Hurry and dry them before Bill and Kitty come back." 

James moved the paper towels up and then over to her soft hills. He dabbed the absorbents over a few visible wet spot until she released one cup and took the towels from him. "Use your fingers," she whispered. But, still he didn't touch her until she took his hand and guided his fingertips to the tip of her raised pinkish tip. 

He forgot about his wife, how long they had been gone and even his own name as he explored and caressed the soft breast and rigid bud. It was when he cupped her whole breast that she moaned and moved into him. Her open lips found his before he could say something. Their tongues danced together as her fingers pushed down under his belt, waistline and under his briefs. She curled her hand around his bare cock and squeezed. "God it was so easy to get this man to fool around," she thought as she jerked him off. 

*****

"Bill stop," Kitty giggled when he pinched her butt. After he put the boxes on the floor by the front door he stalked her until she turned to run. 

"My husband is across the street," Kitty said seriously as he stalked her across the living room and into the dining room where she was trapped. She wanted to give Amy enough time to mess around with James but was afraid Bill would want to fuck her. 

"We have at least fifteen minutes," he grinned. She backed up to the large cherry wood table and froze. His fingers found her tee shirt. "Lift your arms." 

"OK, but if I say STOP we STOP!" Kitty said breathing heavily. 

"Of course," Bill grinned. She raised her arms and he pushed the shirt up and off her upper braless body. She stood topless while he pushed her shorts and panties down and off her feet. 

"What are you doing?" Kitty gasped when he picked her up under her arms and sat her nakedness on the table. 

"Having you for lunch," he laughed while pushing her softly onto her back and opening her legs. His hand grabbed onto her hips as he sat down in the chair next to him and then guided her hot young pussy to his mouth. 

"Bill.........oh BILL!" Kitty yelled as his tongue slashed into her slit finding her clit. He flicked and licked until her ass was raised wanting more at such time he jabbed thee inches of tongue into her depths. 

"OH God you are fucking me with your tongue!" Kitty cried. "Don't stop PLEASE!" 

Bill was good at cunt licking and wanted to give this woman his best. He managed to hold his breath for over a minute while his whole mouth captured her petite pussy. 

Kitty felt it coming. It was bigger than anything she had ever experience and was shaking in anticipation. Her dam was ready to crumble and her juices about to erupt when the phone rang. "Don't answer it." She begged. 

Bill smiled as he moved his head back front her boiling hole. "I better see who it is." 

"Don't...please........." Kitty lay back as she reached down to spread her pussy lips open. But, Bill went to the mobile phone in the hall way. 

"Hello?" 

"Bill his is Amy," she whispered. "I just wanted to make sure you take your time." James had ejaculated in his pants and was in the restroom cleaning up. 

"Don't worry," Bill grinned. "We are busy at the moment." He carried the phone into the dining room and saw Kitty playing with her clitty. "We'll be back over in about fifteen minutes." 

"Take your time," Amy giggled before hanging up. 

"Was that Amy?" Kitty asked with a smile. She had never masturbated in front of anyone before and was now doing it with her legs spread wide open. 

"Yes," Bill grinned. "We have more time." He knew she wanted him to continue with his tongue but wanted to put something else in there. Something a whole lot bigger. 

"Good, please do it some more," she begged while closing her eyes. 

Kitty didn't hear his zipper open up or the snap on his shorts. She was breathing hard waiting for his tongue to touch her again. Then she felt it. It was so wet and so hot and........so BIG!" Her eyes opened wide and stared at the huge purple crown posed at her sex. "Bill no we can't...." 

Bill had gotten her so wet that when he pushed his pre-cum covered knob into her outer lips they stretched open enough for her inner lips to open as well. She was the smallest he had ever tried and knew it was going to be tight. Still he had to convince her to at least try it. His finger rubbed down over her swollen clitoris. "You know you want to see how it feels." 

"We..........I..can't........I.........uh.....promised," she moaned. He was right that she wanted to feel it inside of her. 

"Promised?" He repeated. Promised James? That didn't make sense. "Promised who?" His hips moved a fraction forward until half of the knob disappeared. 

"Ohhhh," She moaned opening her legs as far as they could go. "I promised..........Amy and Nancy." 

"What?" Bill asked confused. Maybe he was right that something was going on with the women. He pulled his tip out and looked at her. "You promised them you wouldn't let me fuck you?" 

"Yes," she confessed. "We........we just wanted to tease you men to get....to get...our husbands to have sex with us." 

"So this was just a tease," he said smiling as he rubbed his large crown up and down her wanton gash. "You really don't want me to fuck you." Her hips moved forward when the tip covered her opening. 

"Yes........no......oh God......I don't have to tell them," she said seriously. 

"But you promised," Bill grinned. "And, that means Nancy is now teasing Larry and........shit...it means Amy is teasing James. I don't want you to break your promise." 

"It's OK," Kitty moaned. Her top half sat up allowing her hand to grab his hard-on. "I want you to put it in." 

"Tell me you want me to fuck you," Bill smiled. He held his hips back as she pulled on his cock. 

"Yes.......do it........fa..........fuck........me." 

Bill pushed his hips forward until the tip slowly disappeared. 

"Oh......it's soooooooooo BIG!" She grunted. "Oh yes fuck me." 

"You know. This is just not right," Bill said before pulling out the crown and stepping back with her hand holding him like a garden hose. 

"Oh NO PLEASE.......I want it." 

"No let go. We need to think about this. If I fuck you then James will fuck Amy and then Larry will fuck my wife. I think I need to talk to Nancy about this first." Bill pried her weaker fingers apart and then pulled up his boxers and shorts before blowing Kitty a kiss before turning and walking out. 

"Shit, what have I done?" Kitty thought as she rubbed her clitty. "The other women will be pissed." 

*****

"We better go and see what the others are up to," Larry whispered to Nancy as they finished piling up the items that didn't sell. Carol was still hanging around just in case they wanted to play around some more. "I thought Amy would've been back by now." 

"Carol we are heading over to Nancy's house," Larry said as he stood by the garage door button. 

"Oh OK," She grinned. "Maybe you...," she hesitated and looked at Nancy. "And Nancy could stop by my house sometime?" 

"Sure," Nancy grinned. She was already thinking about Carol paying her back and wondered if another woman's mouth on her would feel as good if not better than Bill. 

After Larry closed the door with Carol on the driveway and Nancy and him still in the garage he moved up to Nancy and took her hand. "We might have some time." 

"I don't think so," Nancy grinned. "But, what do you have in mind?" 

"We could......you know...go find a bed.......and........" He stopped knowing she knew what he wanted. 

"And......................fuck?" Nancy laughed. 

"Well.........yes," Larry chuckled. 

"That would be cheating." She whispered as she dropped his hand. 

"But, what we did before......you sucked on my...." 

"Just some fun," Nancy said before turning and walking out the small door on the side of the garage. "I'll see you back at my house." 

*****

James stayed in the restroom for almost ten minutes before he managed to get his slacks clean and dry. He looked at his face in the mirror and sighed because he felt so guilty. "How can I ever face Kitty again?" He wondered. At the same time he felt his penis getting hard again since it knew Amy was still outside waiting for him. 

Amy was waiting and looking out the window at the same time. She thought she would have some fun with James so after he went into the restroom she quickly took off her shorts, bra and panties. A naked Amy waited by the restroom door. Finally she saw the doorknob turning and then it opening. James was looking back when the door opened to make sure he didn't leave a mess and stepped into the hallway. He immediately crashed into Amy's body causing them both to fall with James on top of Amy. 

"Ohhh," James said as he tried to brace himself with his hands to prevent crushing her. He was so worried about hurting her that he did not realize she was naked until he glanced down at the bare breasts. "Holy Shit!" 

"Hi," Amy giggled. As she pulled his body down onto hers and then wrapped her legs around his hips. 

"We can't do this," James said trying to push up out of her arms and legs however she came with him. "Let go." 

"No," Amy giggled. As he tried to move onto his knees her weight made him topple over until he landed on his back. Now Amy was on top of him. She blew the brown bangs from her forehead and smiled. "It's what you wanted right? You pretend you are fucking me." 

"How did you know that?" James asked suddenly suspecting he had been set up. "Kitty......she's with.......oh my God. Let me up." 

"Bill has been fantasizing about her too." Amy grinned. 

"He has?" James asked feeling his muscles getting weaker. "Do you think they are doing..." 

"This?" Amy asked before lowering her open mouth to his. Her tongue fucked into his mouth to find his. She felt his hand move around her and grab her bare buttocks. "Or this?" She asked before lifting just enough to reach under her and release his belt and slacks. She pulled down the zipper and reached under his raised briefs to find his long thin stone penis. Her trembling fingers aimed the hot tip upward as she lowered her moist gash. 

"We can't fuck," Amy groaned feeling the spongy head push into her outer lips. It felt so good and she wanted to lower her weight but couldn't. Suddenly he lifted his hips and the thin invader pushed up almost three inches into her. 

"JAMES!" Amy cried out not expecting it. However she didn't lift up. "I told you we can't fuck." 

"OK," James panted. "It feels so.........so hot and.........good." 

"Don't move," Amy whispered. She didn't want to pull off but didn't want him to fuck her either. Her inner muscles slightly squeezed him sending shivers up and down both of their spines. "Oh," she moaned. Then he pushed up another inch. 

"JAMES!" Amy yelled. "I told you not to move." 

"I can't help it," he whined. 

"God, there can't be any more," she thought because he was in as far as Larry's six inches had ever been. It has to be it she thought as she dropped her hips to rest her stomach on his. Suddenly another two almost three inches pushed up into and area of her pussy never touched by male genital. "OH MY!" Almost nine inches of hot cock was buried deeply inside of her. "Don't move!" 

"Why not?" James asked. "Shit, I'm inside of you now." 

"Because if we move we are fucking," Amy groaned. "Besides it feels so good I don't want it to end," she thought. 

"We can't stay like.......this......all night," James whispered. His hands moved under her body to cup her massive mounds. "Let me pull it out some." Before she could say anything he lowered his body until about three inches emerged. 

"Jesus!" She cried. Feeling it move again sent shivers up her body. "Don't pull it out." 

"OK," James grinned as he pushed the three inches back inside. 

"Ahhh," Amy groaned. 

"Are you OK?" 

"No.......take it......out.......again," she whispered. 

James slid lower until six inches escaped. This time she was the one who lowered her hips until he was engulfed again. 

"James." 

"Yes?" 

"Promise me you won't tell anyone?" 

"I definitely promise," he grinned. Suddenly her hips flew upward and then downward. Again and again she lifted and lowered. 

"Fuck me you..........you....animal......fuck me," she growled. Their bellies slapped together while their mouths again found each other to keep the noise down. "Let me.........turn over," she said as she grabbed his shoulders and leaned to the right. James prick didn't miss a stroke as they fucked until she was now on the bottom. "Much better," Amy giggled. Her arms and legs moved out as far as they could go while this young 20 something man fucked her brains out. Just as they climaxed at the same time Bill and Kitty walked into the hallway. "NOW JAMES NOW!" Amy screamed. She saw the intruders but didn't care. "FUCK ME!" 

"GOD YOUR PUSSY IS SO GOOD! I'M CUMING AMY!" There was no role playing this time. 

James' body fell down onto her softness and a few seconds later she whispered. "Your wife is standing behind you." 

"What?" James said as he turned to see Kitty standing in the hallway with her arm around Bill. "Kitty...let me explain." 

"No need," Kitty grinned. "There is something that I would like to show you though." 

Bill didn't know what she was talking about until he saw her hand unzip him and then reach inside to pull out his huge hardening shaft. Her little fingers barely made it half-way around as she held it out for James' view. "Move over." 

"Oh no Kitty. Not here," James said as he watched Kitty remove her tee shirts, shorts and panties. 

"Let's all go up to the master bed," Bill suggested knowing that Nancy had already fooled around with Larry. He figured they had fucked as well. 

"The four of us?" James asked. His semi-hard penis was still buried into Amy's box. 

"OK with me," Amy said smiling. She too figured Nancy and Larry had already fucked. 

*****

"Where is everybody?" Larry asked when he walked into the house with Nancy. 

"Don't know," Nancy said. "Maybe they are over at Kitty's house." She turned and pulled Larry's lips to hers. "I've been thinking about what you wanted to do before and........I want it too." 

"Really?" Larry said smiling. His hand snaked down the front of her shorts and found her triangular bush soaked. 

"I might as well tell you," she whispered. "Amy, Kitty and I made a pact to tease you guys so you will want to have sex with us. I mean with our husbands. I've never had another man but Bill and..." 

"We should hurry," Larry said stopping her. "We don't have much time. 

"Let's go upstairs to my bed," Nancy giggled as she pulled off her blouse and bra. She unsnapped her shorts and was pushing them down as they walked from the kitchen. 

*****

"Go easy," Kitty moaned as Bill's log moved past her inner lips again. Luckily her pussy was still dripping wet. 

"Relax," Amy whispered next to her. She too was on her back waiting for a man other than her husband to stick it in. Amy reached down and over until she found Kitty's clitty. 

"Amy!" Kitty giggled. "You're touching my..." 

"Do you want me to stop?" Amy asked. 

"No...oh no...don't ever stop." Another inch pushed inside causing Kitty's mouth to open wide matching her eyes. 

"Are you OK?" Bill asked. 

"Yes," Kitty answered. "Just push it in steadily and don't stop." 

Bill nodded and did as she asked. After about four more inches moved in Kitty moaned loudly. "OH GEEZ......IT'S SPLITTING ME OPEN! DON'T STOP!" 

*****

Nancy and Larry were almost to the master bedroom door when they heard Kitty's moan. "What the fuck?" Nancy said as Larry and she looked into the bedroom and saw Bill's thick cock about half-way inside Kitty's tight hole. 

"SHIT AMY!" Larry cried out as James' prick pounded her pussy. 

"Hi Honey," Amy giggled. "We started without you." 

"Hi Baby," Bill said with his veins popping out on his forehead. "I hope you don't mind." 

After the visual shock wore off Nancy laughed. "You know I think we need to go and pay Carol a visit." 

"Good idea," Larry grinned. "We'll see you all in the morning. He took Nancy's hand and led her out into the hallway. 

"Where are they going?" Amy asked as she cupped James' hard butt. 

"I'm not sure?" James replied. He was focusing on sucking Amy's nipples and did not hear what they said. "Did you hear anything Kitty?" 

"OH PLEASE........JUST GIVE IT TO ME!" Kitty cried out. 

Bill pushed another three inches in and wondered how she could take more of it. "I think they said something about visiting Carol. Do any of you know......Carol?" Kitty's pussy was so tight it was starting to hurt him more than her. 

"Carol.........hey maybe its Carol Johnson... the divorced lady down the street?" Amy said almost ready to cum for the second time. 

"Is she part of your club?" Bill asked while slowly pulling out his ram rod. 

"No," Kitty groaned. It was starting to feel good....really good. "I'm really Bill, give it to me." 




Role Play



Daisy arrived at the house on Friday evening and entered as planned. She had been dating Jack for almost a year. During that time they had shared their fantasies and gotten into some pretty erotic role playing. One night when Daisy shared her fantasy involving bondage and torture, Jack admitted that he too was turned on by such thoughts.

Daisy removed her clothes and jewelry and showered. She placed her dark brown hair in a pony tail and pulled on the black g-string and large white t-shirt.

She opened the letter left for her and read it:

"You are agent Daisy Rodriguez, a spy for the Puerto Rican resistance movement. Only you know the location of the secret plans- under the bridge. Under the bridge is your safe word. Use it and the game will end...and you will lose. Jack Jones of the American spy service has only 8 hours to break you. Good Luck."

Daisy felt butterflies in her stomach as she knocked on the cellar door, counted to ten then entered. She arrived at the bottom of the stairs and was immediately hooded.

She was turned around three or four times and felt disoriented.

She stood there for what seemed like half an hour but was probably only 10 minutes.

The hood was pulled off and Jack stood before her, wearing combat boots, black jeans and a black tank top, "Welcome to hell bitch. Tell me where the plans are."

Daisy felt herself getting into the part immediately, "Fuck you, Gringo "

Jack reached out and ripped the t-shirt down the front, exposing Daisy's D-cup tits and large areolas. He grabbed her by the arm and led her to the center of the room. Leather cuffs were put on her wrists which were then clipped to chains. Her arms were hoisted up and out and her ankles were fastened to eye-bolts in the floor, leaving her spread eagle.

Jack approached her with a pair of scissors and cut off the g-string. Her trimmed pubic hair and pussy lips now revealed.

He picked up something from a table on the side of the room. As he approached she could see it was a riding crop. She yelled as the first blow hit her left breast.

"The plans," he said calmly.

Daisy was the freedom fighter now. She feigned spitting at him.

He slapped her right breast and she yelled again. Jack alternated breasts several more times until Daisy's tits burned and were red. Clothes pins were placed on her nipples and Daisy gasped in spite of herself.

Jack had moved behind her. "Where are those plans bitch?"

Before she could answer the leather thongs of the flogger cut into her flesh.

Was this more than she had bargained for? How far would Jack go? She realized she was into this and her pussy was wet. She was in some pain but she was very turned on.

Jack stood before her and disrobed. His large cock was fully erect.

The chains were let out so Daisy could bend at the waist. Jack positioned himself behind her and slid into her wet pussy. He fucked her for several minutes and Daisy groaned with pleasure. Her tits with the clothespins still attached swayed with each thrust. Jack came hard, withdrew and offered his cock to her mouth. Daisy sucked the cum and pussy juice off Jack's cock.

Daisy was released and placed in a wooden box about twice the size of a coffin. "When I let you out, I want answers."

Daisy was sore but still excited and turned on by this role play. She wondered what lay in store. She dozed briefly but was taken out after about an hour.

Jack wore only pants. He brought her to a large table he had obviously built for this night. It was covered in maroon velvet and leather straps were fastened to the table in various spots, obviously to strap her down. The butterflies returned as he secured her arms down at her sides. Next a leather belt went across her hips and her ankles were cuffed also.

Daisy turned her head to see Jack bringing some sort of box over. It had wires coming from it and a dial and some sort of numbers.

"I found this on the internet. It should provide a shocking experience...unless you tell me what I want to know."

Daisy was nervous. He couldn't be serious. He wouldn't torture her with electricity.

She watched as he placed two alligator clips on her labia. Electrical pads were placed on either side of her abdomen.

"Talk."

"No! "

The first shock was an uncomfortable buzz which surprised her, but was not especially painful.

The next shock was much more powerful and Daisy cried out. She caught her breath just in time for another. Her muscles tightened as the electricity flowed into her.

"The plans."

Daisy hesitated, then was shocked again. Her muscles contracted and her ass lifted up from the table. She was sweating and for the first time scared. She struggled against the straps.

She turned to Jack who had stripped nude again. 

He climbed onto the table and straddled her shoulders with his rigid cock facing her feet. He crouched down and lowered his balls over her lips.

Daisy picked up her head and sucked his balls into her mouth. 

A light shock was administered and she struggled to keep her lips locked to his scrotum.

Jack crouched lower and Daisy began licking his balls from front to back, working her way to the space between his balls and ass. 

Another shock.

Daisy buried her tongue in Jack's ass, fucking his sphincter with it, hungrily rimming him out of desire and fear. 

Jack groaned and Daisy felt his hot come splatter her tits and stomach.

Jack stood.

"Under the bridge," Daisy said in an exhausted voice.

Jack climbed down.

As he unfastened her, he said, "Let's make love tonight. Then tomorrow, it's my turn to be the spy."



Role Play Again



Daisy prepared herself for the new role play. She and Jack had confided their fantasies of bondage and torture with one another. Daisy had been unbelievably turned on, playing the part of a captured spy, bound and punished until she talked. Now it was Jack's turn.

Daisy explored the basement as she awaited Jack's entrance. Jack had done a lot of work over the past couple of weeks in anticipation of their acting out their fantasy. There were winches, chains, several sets of leather cuffs, handcuffs, straps and other restraining devices. Jack must have spent a lot of money on all of this. There was a riding crop, whip and two leather floggers. Several pillar candles stood on a shelf in one corner of the room. On a table sat the electric box and wiring Jack had used on Daisy to bring her to a crescendo of pain and ecstasy. She recognized the dildos and vibrators which they had used many times before during their lovemaking. A ball gag and blindfold were also available for her use. She examined the table Jack had constructed with straps for restraining victims and the wooden chair which had similar straps and which was bolted to the floor.

She was getting wet thinking about the next several hours and began to plan out in her head, how she would let the scenario play out. Daisy had a competitive streak and wanted to be sure that Jack ultimately uttered his safe word, "Wednesday."

Jack knocked at the door, waited a minute then entered the room which Daisy had darkened, save for the burning candles. He stood at the bottom of the steps in his underwear and t-shirt. 

Daisy led him silently to the chair, sat him down and secured his ankles, wrists and chest. She hooded him and left him like that for an hour.

Jack blinked as the hood was removed. Daisy stood before him in black stockings, high heels and a black panty and bra. The sight of her 5'6", 120 pound frame with D cup breasts caused his cock to stir. She spoke in a Spanish accent, "so, you are the one who tortured our agent until she betrayed our cause. Now it is your turn to experience pain and tell me what I want to know. What day will the arms shipment arrive?"

"I don't know what you are talking about," said Jack in an indignant tone.

She caressed his hair and whispered in his ear, "I'll know your secrets soon enough."

Jack was removed from the chair and his hands were cuffed in leather and hoisted straight up above his head. Daisy decided to see what all this hardware could do and continued to turn the winch until Jack's feet left the ground. She secured them with rope to one of the eye-bolts in the floor. She began to cut off his clothes until his muscular, nude body was fully exposed, fully stretched and taught. His cock was semi-rigid and rising.

She smacked his cock with the riding crop and he groaned. She placed it under his chin. "Tell me what I want to know."

Daisy picked up the flogger and began working Jack's abdomen, then ass and lower back. He strained against each blow, until he was visibly tired from the whipping and position he was in. Jack was in great shape, but being fully suspended combined with the whipping was taking its toll.

Daisy lowered him and released his hands, now cuffing them behind his back. "Kneel," she commanded.

He did so and she crossed his legs at the ankles, tying them and securing them again to the eye bolt. Daisy passed a broom handle through his arms and behind his back to keep him from bringing his arms forward.

Daisy placed the gag in his mouth and retrieved the electrical box. She showed him the alligator clips and smiled as she pinched his scrotum and attached one clip to each side of his balls.

As she stripped off all of her clothing Daisy picked up one of the dildos, a large purple one in the shape of a cock. She sat in the chair and looked at Jack as she wet the dildo with her mouth. She slid down to her nether lips and began to masturbate, sliding the rubber cock along her slit, then slipping it in just an inch or two before withdrawing it.

Jack's cock was rock hard now as he kneeled, nude, gagged and bound before her.

Daisy probed herself faster and deeper until a pool of vaginal juices collected on the chair. She put the dildo down, stood and stepped over toward Jack. Her mound was an inch from his face. She picked up the box, "smell my pussy asshole." She turned the knob on the box, sending a jolt of electricity across Jack's genitalia. Jack stiffened and yelled into the gag.

Daisy was fully into her role as sadistic torturer and smiled as she shocked Jack again. She was determined to make him suffer, fulfilling their mutual fantasies.

After several shocks, Jack was sweating and breathing heavily through his nostrils.

"Ready to talk?" she asked in a dainty tone.

Jack shook his head.

Daisy grinned and placed electrical pads on Jack's abs. She took a step back and turned the dial on the box way up and hit the button. 

Jack's body tensed as he shouted into the gag. 

Daisy removed the gag and positioned herself so her pussy was in his face, "lick my clit."

Jack did as he was told. He savored the taste and smell of her musky cunt.

Daisy knelt and played with his cock, which had gone limp after the second round of electrical shocks. His cock grew in her hand. 

"Tell me."

Jack said nothing; Daisy pressed the button again; Jack's body tensed and relaxed.

"Wednesday," he said.

Daisy stood and looked at Jack. His hard body was covered in a sheen of sweat.

His dark hair was wet and he was at her mercy. He looked great, bound there before her. Daisy considered for a moment, she loved him. Something made her feel she needed to be bound with him.

After they had gone upstairs, showered, made love and dressed, they had breakfast and talked about the last two days.

Daisy and Jack both enjoyed the dominant role, but agreed they found the role of being the captured spy more erotic. Daisy wanted to be bound and tortured with Jack. They talked about pursuing this fantasy.

To be continued........



Role Play: Cat and Mouse



This came about in several chats with someone online. Taking some elements of the chat and with their consent, wrote up a story. It isn't an area I've personally explored before but have been interested in being able to capture the flavor.

Enjoy.

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He logs off his computer, more excited than he has ever been in a long time. For the longest time, he has not found anyone new in a long time. He quickly gathers his light jacket. As he reaches for his door, he notes his stick. He smiles fondly at it. It is roughly the length of a long collapsible umbrella like the ones Totes make. It is almost as wide in circumference as those same umbrellas. It was given to him by his first, made with affection.

Wondering if he will need it, he shrugs and reaches for it. It feels right in his hand. The weight is balanced and nice looking. The wood is smooth with no sharp edges. He opens up his palm and let it sit there flat against his skin. His fingers curl around the stick, but they do not touch it. His wrist slides down and then quickly snaps up causing the stick to spin in a clock-wise direction. His hand changes angles where his hand is open as if he is about to reach for someone's hand. The stick flips and turns smoothly against his palm in one rotation. His hand curls and grabs the stick to stop it from spinning. He does a couple of more spins like this and then slides the stick into his back pocket. He finds his hand patting the stick through his jacket and pants pocket, it is his lucky stick.

He quickly steps out the door and into the late afternoon.

He travels to the location where he last spotted her. He had known she would be the one when he first saw her. He could feel his blood rushing at the prospect of playing the Cat and Mouse game. From the street, he quickly moves in the direction of the remembered path towards her place. He easily finds the house and glances up into the sky. The daylight is almost gone and he smiles. He takes a quick glance up and down the street then across it to see if anyone was about looking in his direction. After not spotting anyone, he quickly slips into the bush covered path towards the back of the house.

When he had found her, he made sure to follow her. Discovering where she lived, he had taken time to come back and look for ways into her place. He had nearly been questioned by a neighbor one day but he was prepared. He quickly produced a leash and broken collar stating that he was looking for his lost puppy and thought he had saw her run into this area. He had even handed the neighbor a doctored card with a name, address and phone number on it asking the neighbor to call if they should spot his puppy. He smiles remember this wondering why he did not go into acting or some other persuasive arts. He shook his head and moved half bent over to avoid being seen over the bushes.

He found himself catching his breath as he spotted her through the glass of the double French doors. He adjusts his position, taking care not to disturb anything to alert her to him. His eyes remains on her as he watches her remove her clothing. Nodding again, he realizes he has caught her just as she has gotten home. He carefully makes his way towards the door, taking extra care to stay within the shadows.

He ducks behind the door as he sees her take the towels and moves towards an exit. He could see her hand reach up and he found she has dimmed the light to her bedroom. He slowly moves his head to the edge of the glass and looks in. He does not see her in the room so he raises himself from crouching position. His eyes look up to see the door handles, then he turns back to continue looking into the room. He slowly reaches up, expecting her to come back at any moment. He could see her walking in and seeing him reaching for the door handle and screaming. He shakes his head, almost laughing at his imagination. He could feel the handle with his fingers. He grips it and moves the handle. To say that he is surprised is an understatement. He could feel the door give way. He feels the door pulling open, starting to drag his hand with it. He quickly pulls the door back, closing it.

* * *

She is tired. It has been a long day and she has been thinking of this hot bath for the majority of the afternoon. She could hear the soft sound of music playing from her speakers as she puts her robe on. She walks over to the chair by the closet. Laid out on the chair is a bath towel along with a face towel. She leans over to pick up the towels and heads towards the bathroom. As she nears the exit to the bathroom, she turns the knob and watches as the light to the bedroom dims.

She smiles to herself as she enters the bathroom. The smile on her face is one small self-congratulatory one on making through the day to stand ready to receive the reward of the bath. She quickly drops the bath towel on the sink ledge and tosses the face towel into the basket by the basin. She then bends over to test the water. She could hear the steady hum of the whirlpool tub as she unties her robe. She reaches over and grabs those long plastic stove lighters. She points it towards several candles in the little alcoves surrounding the tub.

After all the candles are lit, she reaches over to the bathroom light switch and flicks off the light. Her eyes take in the shadowed room. The light from the candles flickering causing shadows to dance all over. She lifts a foot and dips it into the whirling water. Feeling comfortable with the temperature, she lets her foot slide in. She reaches her hand over for support and guides her other foot into the water. She could feel the heat of the water wrap around her legs, almost pulling her in. She found her hands on the edges of the bath tub as she slowly let her body sink into the water.

The water is a little on the hot side but it feels great. She could hear herself sighing as her body is sinks. She moans with pleasure as she leans back against the tub as the water slides slowly up over her breasts and shoulders.

* * *

He waits a few more minutes for her return to the room. He wonders whether she will come out again. You never know what she may have forgotten and come out unexpectedly. But not seeing her return, he decided to take a closer look. He reaches up just as slowly as the first time and finds the handle. He could feel it click open this time and he almost let go. His face crunches and finds himself annoyed at the noise. His hand grips the door handle tightly.

He did not let it swing open by itself for fear of it hitting something or squeaking unexpectedly. Instead, he guides the door open slowly. His eyes continue to scan the room with quick glances at the movement of the door.

With enough room open to allow him to slip through, he does so quietly and quickly. His hand never leaving the door handle as he finds his eyes adjusting to the new surrounding. He glances at the exits to the room but he turns at the sound of some noise. He looks at one of the exits as he believes he saw movement in that direction. He was unwilling to let her catch him right now, his body starts the quiet but fast advance back towards the French doors.

As he nears the exit, he can see her then. He stops moving and watches her robed behind sticking up over the tub. He could see her arm moving, probably to test the water. Just as he is about to turn the door handle to open the door, he sees her robe drop. It was like one of those movie moments. The robe slides slowly off her shoulders down to her middle back and then the rest of the way down past her naked behind. His nose can smell the wisps of smoke from the burning candles. He finds himself licking his lips as his eyes roam her naked form from behind.

He could see her move then and he found himself moving, reacting to the sudden movement of the woman. His body felt the solidness of the wall against his back. His eyes still watches her as she stands in the tub with both feet. His mind seems to tell him something and his eyes widen. He lowers himself as slowly but as quickly as possible not to attract attention. His hands reach out to touch the ground. He wants to be below her line of sight when she looks out.

* * *

Her eyes follow the dance of the shadows. She could see how strongly the dark shadows contrast with even the dimmest of light from the candles. She knows what tricks the shadows can play on her eyes and mind as this is not her first time soaking in the whirlpool tub with nothing but dancing light from the candles.

She leans back completely against the tub. She enjoys the way the currents of the hot water bounces off her body. The slight humming sound of the whirlpool fills the room. She could feel her waist length hair getting soaked in the water. Once more, she found herself moaning at the feel of the water against her work stressed body.

Her eyes look down and see the top of her breasts crest the water. Her eyes look up at the mirrors in the room. They practically surround the tub giving it a much larger feel to the room. The candle lights shine brightly against the glass while shadows dance around the room, also reflected by the mirrors.

* * *

He moves slowly towards the bathroom door. At this angle with her body now immersed in the water, he cannot see anything but the upper half of her head. He can see her looking around as he moves slowly towards her. His senses and knowledge of the prowl tells him that he should find another night. But he stubbornly rejects that idea. He wants to see more of her.

He reaches the door's edge and he finds himself standing slowly. His head sliding slowly forward to look into the bathroom, he finds an interesting view through the mirrors. At this angle, he can make out her face and the top of her breasts.

A moment later, he finds himself rolling his eyes as he realizes his excitement. Betrayed by his own body. It is something you do not need to worry about during this situation. Still, he understands why his body is reacting this way as his eyes try to get more access to viewing the rest of her body.

His excitement did not go away, in fact, it seems to have grown in strength. He found himself asking what he wants out of this experience. With a nod, he pulls away from view of the bathroom. His eyes wander around the bedroom, taking note of several things and where they are in the bedroom. He turns back and slowly moves his head to look into the bathroom once more. He can see her eyes half closed and enjoying the whirling sensation of the hot water.

His hands reach up to unbutton his jacket.

* * *

Her arms lift from the water and slides onto the tub edge. Slowly, she pushes down on her arms as her body moves up. She sees the light glistening over her wet skin. She reaches over and grabs her soap then realizing she had put the face towel in the basket by the basin. She sighs to herself and raises herself up to lean over the tub's edge.

She stretches out her hand to reach for the face towel. She nearly slips and finds herself falling back into the water. Her out-stretched hand slaps down onto the tub edge to steady herself. Waiting for the water to settle, she smirks to herself and picks herself up once more. She reaches out and grabs the face towel.

Smiling triumphantly, she settles back into the water.

* * *

The jacket falls from his hand as he stares at her. His eyes roam her glistening, wet body as she stretches herself over the tub's edge to reach for something. He nearly pulls himself back as she slips and falls back into the tub. But he did not, his eyes on her body and face. His feet shifts positions as his excitement is strong in his pants. Finding a more comfortable pose while looking into the bathroom, he concentrates on her.

He can see her reach for the towel once more. Her body more than halfway out of the tub and her one breast hangs down. He licks his lips and he pulls himself back. The movement is a little quicker than he would have liked. Wondering if she will miss again and lift herself out of the tub to get the towel, he slowly moves back towards the door's edge. He notices that he did not hear more noise from the water. His head slides slowly over to the opening in time to see her hand grab the towel. He watches as her breast retreats towards the tub.

He almost sighs as he sees her wet breast slide over the edge of the tub as she settles back into the water. He shifts and carefully kicks off his shoes.

* * *

She dips the face towel into the water and runs the soap onto the towel. She brings the towel to her face and rubs it over once then slides the towel down over her chin onto her throat. She exhales a deep breath, not quite a sigh. Her eyes remain closed, enjoying the feel of the water whirling about her body. She runs the towel down from her throat to her shoulder then along her arm up to her hand. She slides the towel down her arm on the under side. The roughness of the towel against her soft skin feels good. It feels even better as the towel slides from her arm pit over her breast. She feels her hand involuntarily squeeze her breast through the towel.

A soft moan escapes her lips as the towel slides over her nipple. She closes her eyes as she starts to knead her breast and massage her nipple with the towel.

* * *

His eyes follow the towel in her hand. He wanted to feel what the towel is feeling as it moves along her skin. He glances at her face as the towel slides over her breast. He can see her closing her eyes and a soft expression of pleasure fills her face as the towel runs over her breast. He reaches for his belt and starts to unbuckle it. He is careful to keep his palm on the buckle so that it does not make any noise. His fingers reach for his pants button then he unbuttons it. His eyes watch her face and at the same time the movement of the towel. He can see her moan but cannot make it out over the sound of the whirling water. His fingers slide the zipper of his pants down then he reaches for the waist of his pants on each side. He pushes his pants down and steps out of it quickly.

He glances down quickly and then back into the room as he hears a thud on the ground. He lowers himself closer to the floor and reaches towards his pants. He remembers his stick and is what probably made the noise. He grabs his lucky stick and leans over to look into the bathroom. At this angle, he cannot see her so he quietly stands up. He can see her playing with her other breast through the towel. His eyes move up to her face and sees her eyes closed.

Quietly, he moves to the doorway and stands there for a second. He looks down at his feet and sees her robe. He lowers himself to a crouching position and picks up the robe with his free hand. He brings the robe to his nose and quietly breathes in through the robe. He can smell her fragrance on the robe. He looks up as he brings himself to a standing position and notes that she is continuing in her play. He glances around the bathroom to see the end of the tub. There the light seems the dimmest and at the same time the most exposed area of the room. He decided it is worth the risk to see her more clearly. He quietly moves towards that spot, taking care not to move too quickly or make noise enough to attract her attention.

As he is moving towards the spot slowly, he cannot help but feel exposed. He glances now and again at her eyes, hoping that they do not open. He also found it difficult not to stare at her exposed body. Upon reflection, he found it even more difficult to watch her as she plays with her breasts.

Suddenly, he hears movement and his eyes turn towards her face.

* * *

She releases the towel and turns towards the edge where her razor sits, which is opposite of the entrance. She grabs the razor and lifts her leg out of the water. As she does, she lathers up her leg with the soap. Dropping the soap, she starts to slide the razor along her legs. Her eyes follow the razor head as it moves smoothly along her skin following the contours of her leg. A few strokes and she starts to do the same with her other leg.

* * *

He stops moving, all movement altogether in fact. His eyes look at her as she lifts her leg up. Surprised that she has not looked his way, he forces himself to breathe really slowly. He keeps his mind blank as he watches her shave her leg. His eyes cannot help but look at her leg as she shaves it.

He almost bolts from the room as she lifts her other leg. This leg, closer to him and figures it would be too unbelievable for her not to see him. Several thoughts speed through his mind with possible options.

* * *

She moves the razor along her leg, concentrating on the movement and still enjoying the feel of the water. She can feel it whirling about like fingers stroking her skin. She finishes shaving the leg and leans over to place the razor back in its case. Her leg sinks into the water and her hands run along the top of her legs to her stomach. She finds her hand sliding down between her legs and her fingers slide between her lower lips.

* * *

He found it strange that she has not seen him. He extremely relieved that she settles back into the tub with her eyes half closed.

* * *

Her eyes half close at the feeling, the warmth of the water and the sensation of her fingers. She moves her fingers, stroking herself slowly. She can hear herself moan, little cries in her moans as the tempo of her stroking increases.

After a few moments, she can feel her whole body joining her in the movement of her fingers against her pussy. Her mouth opens as her body moves.

* * *

His excitement, if possible, has grown more excited. It presses against his dark colored shorts. His eyes wander her water blurred body to her hand. He can see her masturbating under the water. Looking up once more at her face, he can see her moving. It is a slow steady movement like when you first start. He understands that type of movement. It is used to get into the right pace for the completion. He looks at her face and sees her mouth half open as the look of concentration fills it.

The water continues to whirl around her but her movements cause the water to push back and forth in the same steady movements of her body. With the water rocking back and forth with her, he can see her breasts clearly exposed over the water with every rocking motion.

Still, he did not want to move to attract her attention. But his excitement has gotten very uncomfortable, making him feel even more exposed.

* * *

Her fingers move, finding that rhythm that will take her over the edge. She moves her fingers over and over her clit under the water and finds her body rocking harder. Her head tilts back slightly as she feels the orgasm moving towards her fingers. Her moans a little louder but she did not care. She found her legs opening as far as they can go against the edge of the tub. The water whirling about her legs giving her that extra sensation causes her to push her back against the tub and pushing her hips further out.

Her free hand runs up from her stomach and grabs her breast. First she squeezes herself then her fingers move to her nipple. She grabs it and squeezes it between her fingers as the first wave of her orgasm hits. She finds herself half moaning and half screaming as the wave hits her almost unexpectedly but thoroughly enjoyable. She lets go of her nipple as the orgasm continues. Her fingers find her other nipples just as her climax starts to slow.

She pulls her hand away from her nipple and she settles her body back to the bottom of the tub feeling a little more relaxed. She can feel herself still panting but her body starts to slow down and relax from the release. She let her arms slide to the side and her head tilts to the side, letting the whirling water hug her body in its warmth.

* * *

He cannot help it, he found himself stroking his excitement through his briefs. He watches her hand move and he slides his hand against himself with her pace. He is sort of disappointed as he sees the orgasm building on her face. He is not ready yet and finds himself annoyed with her.




Role Play: Cat and Mouse



He watches as she crests her orgasm and slow her stroking down. He pulls his hand, reluctantly, away from himself and turn to move towards the edge of the tub. His eyes remain on her face, noting her relaxed look and closed eyes. Her head tilts towards the entrance.

After a step, he sees her eyes open. He stops immediate. At first, a fleeting hope that she did not see him as she did not before. Then his body turns to start to run.

* * *

It feels so good, the relaxing sensation of an orgasm. She runs her hands along her stomach and breasts once. Then she opens her eyes. At first, she did not notice but something in her mind tells her what she is seeing is not right.

She lifts her head and sees someone standing there.

"Hello." He says.

It confirms what her confused mind noted. She found herself screaming, startled at the presence. She is also startled by the confirmation of the voice. Her hands fly up to her breasts, covering herself. Her legs fold, drawing her knees to her arm covered breasts.

She pushes with her feet, trying to move far away from him as possible in the tub.

Her eyes wide, she says in a shaky voice, "Who..."

"What do you want?" She changes the question and manages to get out coherently.

"Calm down." His voice says coldly, with a smile.

"I am not going to hurt you." He says as he steps closer to the tub.

He was thrilled by the rush of excitement. Was it the fact that he is caught? Was it the sense of relief that he does not have to sneak about any longer? He can almost sense her fear and he found his excitement throb harder.

"What is your name?" He asks carefully even.

Confused, she answers, "Lana."

Lana pushes against the back of the tub some more, her body convinced to the opposite of his vocal intent not to harm her.

"Why are you here?" She manages to ask, her mind calming and thinking once more.

"Hello Lana." He says with a slight nod. "I am here to enjoy you."

As he finishes the statement, he lowers the stick and reaches over to touch her arm. He guides the stick along the skin of her wet arm up to her shoulder then to her neck.

Calmly, he continues to speak, "I do not want you to scream. Sort of like, I do not want to hurt you."

With that, the end of the stick moves along her jaw.

Lana did not move at the touch of the stick. It was smooth, interestingly so, as it moved along her skin. She clenches her jaw as the end of the stick moves up her neck to her jaw.

"Oh," He says as if it is an after thought, "Lower your hands."

She did not move, Lana looks at him with defiance. Then she sees him smiling at her. Lana glances at the doorway quickly, wondering if she could reach it. As she wonders, her arms slowly lower away from her chest. Her short breaths make her breasts quiver slightly.

He smiles as he sees Lana's eyes darting towards the exit.

"You can run, but I will have to stop you." He says a matter of fact.

He emphasizes the idea with a couple of quick taps of the stick lightly on her cheek.

Then as if to reinforce his threat with logic, he says, "You are naked and wet. You will have to move quickly. The floor will be slippery."

Lana sees him raising a finger for each point.

He leans over, closer to Lana and continues, "I do not want to hurt you."

Then he says, with a wink, "I want to please you."

He pulls himself back up and then calmly says, "But if you run, I will have to hurt you."

His head turns to face Lana directly and he asks, "Do you want that?"

Lana looks at the doorway as he speaks, wondering why it seems so far. She glances at the floor when he mentions that it will be slippery and her mind can almost picture what would happen if she tries to run. But still...

"No." Lana answers him, her eyes once more returning towards him.

He was excited, more excited than when she was masturbating in front of him. He would never have thought to be in this position when this first started. He almost chuckles at the ridiculous condition he is in. He can see himself in the mirror with only a dark tee shirt and a dark pair of boxers. His erection sticking almost out of his boxers made the scene even more ridiculous. Then there is a naked woman, more beautiful than he could imagine sitting there naked in the tub before him.

The rush of power fills his head and the energy seems to focus around his erection.

"Sit on the edge of the tub, facing me." He says and continues, "Then spread your legs."

Lana carefully puts her hands on the edge of the tub. A feeling of strangeness more so than her fear fills her mind. She pushes her self up and Lana turns to place her behind on the edge of the tub. She faces the entrance and once again it looks inviting. Lana finds herself turning towards him. Her eyes look at him warily. Then her eyes dart down and notice his excitement before darting back up to his face. Slowly and shaking slightly, Lana spreads her legs slightly. Her hands grip the edge of the tub for support.

The air feels cool and charged. She does not say anything.

"Lana, I want you to play with yourself. I want to watch you touch your breasts and legs." He pauses for a second and then says, "I want to see you cum again."

He glances around, looking for something to sit on. He doesn't see anything but turns back to her.

"Can you do that for me, my sweet Lana?" He asks as he takes a few steps closer to the tub.

Lana stares at him, incredulous at what he suggests. A tiny laugh escapes her lips as she says, "You're joking, right?"

He smiles at her answer.

"No." He says as he reaches out with his stick. He guides the end of the stick along her leg.

Lana's eyes look at the stick, follows it along her leg. It touches her left knee and moves along up onto her lap.

"Lana, I am easy going. You can do it my way, the way I ask."

The stick moves along her lap and runs to the inside of her leg, her inner thigh.

"Or," He continues, "I can do it your way."

Lana sees the stick lift and the stick flicks down against her thigh. The sting does not hurt but it does surprise her.

"Your way, that is, with a little pain." He says grinning at her.

Lana hears herself gasp with the sensation of the stick hitting her thigh. She looks up at him and glares. But Lana bends over slightly and lifts her left leg into the air and leans the leg against the side of the tub. It spreads her leg apart more for his view. Her hand reaches up and takes her breasts. She pushes them against herself, squeezing them. Lana lowers her head, eyes still on him, to lick her nipple. She then pinches the nipple between her fingers and then follows suit with the other breast. She releases her right breast and puts her hand on her stomach. Lana lets her hand slide down from her stomach with her fingers outspread.

Her fingers reach her pussy and she is shocked to find herself wet with her own excitement.

"Yes" Lana hears him hiss at her movements.

"Play with yourself." He says, almost as if he was talking with himself.

Then he looks up to her eyes and says, "I want you to lift your legs and place your feet on the opposite edge of the tub. Keep your legs spread for me."

He moves, waiting for her answer, to stand nearly in front of her before the door.

She does not say anything to him. Lana just lifts her legs out of the water while her hands move to each side of her for balance and leverage. Her feet touch the opposite edge of the tub. Lana shifts and guides her hip forward slightly with her legs spread. Her hand moves back between her legs. Her fingers slide down and slowly return to explore her softness. She trembles slightly as she feels her fingers slide easily along her pussy with her body's natural lubricant. She finds her eyes half closing.

"Not too fast." He says as his eyes watch her fingers moving with a familiar rhythm. "I want this to build up."

He reaches out with the stick once more and again, he lets the end touch Lana's leg. His eyes follow her hands movement. He guides the stick along her skin, touching lightly but also applying enough pressure to let her know it is there. The stick that stung her runs along her skin lightly. He moves his free hand to his boxer's waist and he awkwardly pushes his boxers down. He frees himself of the boxers and let it drop to the ground. He kicks his boxers aside while his eyes continue to watch her slide her fingers along her pussy.

Lana loves the feel of her soft pussy. Her fingers move easily but slowly along herself. She spreads herself and let her fingers slide in easily. She found her mind following the movement of the stick. Lana is amazed that she is enjoying the feel of the hard stick against her soft skin. Lana gasps, unintentionally, as her fingers seem to spark her enjoyment.

Her eyes look up, still half closed. Lana sees his excitement, now fully exposed to her. She finds herself even more aroused. Lana consciously slows her fingers as she realizes she is a lot closer than she intended. She moves her other hand to her breast. Her nipples feel exceptionally hard and sensitive trapped in-between her fingers. Lana can hear his breathing increase and finds herself looking at him and his excited cock.

He moves towards her and he can see her eyes open at his approach. He puts his hands on the edge of the tub and steps into the tub between her legs.

Lana catches her breath at his nearness. She slows her movements.

"Do not stop." He says as he notices.

He stands in the water between her legs. His erection pointing at her while the stick returns to her leg. He slides it slowly along her inner thigh.

Lana continues to slide her fingers along and into her pussy. She could feel her body asking her to move faster. Her hips move slowly, rocking along the tub edge. She squeezes her breast and twists her nipple. Her eyes watch his erection. She sees it throbbing before her eyes. Lana is disappointed when she sees him move to sit on the edge.

"Lana, I want you to tell me when you are near your orgasm." He says looking at her eyes quietly. It was almost too quiet.

He lifts the stick from her thigh and pushes the end towards her breast. He carefully runs the stick around her other nipple.

"When you are near, let me know you are there." He says as the stick slides over her nipple instead of around it. "Then I want you to stop."

Her eyes catch movement of his other hand. Lana watches as his hand touches his erection. She sees him wrap his fingers around his hardness and then it starts to move. Her eyes watch him stroke himself as she slides her fingers in and out of her.

Lana notices that his movements were similar to her movements, matching her stroke for stroke. She nods at his request as her fingers slide out of her and circle her clit. Lana uses one finger, circling. Then a few seconds later, a second one joins the first. Lana moves her hips slowly with the pace of her fingers. Lana adds a third finger and finally the fourth finger. Her fingers moving in wide circles as her thighs quiver slightly.

She hears herself moan as her body begins to tell her how close she is. Lana could feel the need to move faster and touch herself more fully with her fingers. She finds herself afraid. Her mind wonders what he will do if she cums when he is sitting so close with the stick still stroking her breast and thigh. She remembers the sting of it and she follows his order. Lana cries out letting him know that she is near, her hand stops and she can feel her own throbbing pussy. She fights hard to slide her hand to her thigh. Lana looks down and sees her engorged pussy and her hips moving on their own accord. She turns to look at him.

He glances down at her pussy and stops his own stroking. The stick slides around her nipple once more and pulls it from her breast. He lowers the stick to her knee and lets it slide across the top of her leg, her lap.

The end of the stick reaches the bend between her leg and her pussy and stops. He guides the hard smooth stick along her skin there, letting her feel it's hardness against her skin.

He smiles at her, "Very good, Lana."

She sees him raise an eyebrow and speak.

"May I touch you, Lana?"

"I don't see that I have much of a choice." Lana murmurs.

He chuckles at her answer but nods. He lifts his hand and his fingers touch her leg. With his fingers trembling slightly, he touches her thigh. He takes a quick breath at the sensation of her skin. His eyes nearly close at the feel of her skin against his fingers. He slides the stick along her leg away from her pussy.

"Mm, you feel nice, Lana."

She shudders at his touch. Her mind wonders at the gentleness in such a violent situation. Lana closes her eyes and tries to steel her mind to the thought. She cannot enjoy this, Lana thinks to herself. Whatever the man plans to do with her, she cannot enjoy it. Her body, though, rebels against the thought. Her body tingles with the sensation and sends the pleasure to her mind.

"Lana, I am going to slide my fingers along your skin." He states quietly.

As the words leave his lips, he moves his fingers. The feel of her skin against his spread fingers causes his hardness to throb a little more. His palm lowers and touches her thigh as his finger lead the way along her thigh. It is slow and his movements almost stroking. He let the stick slide back along her other leg but stops against her thigh.

His fingers continue to move slowly along her skin and the tips of the fingers stop at her upper inner thigh.

Lana did not realize she had her eyes closed for so long; she opens them and looks at him as his fingers stop against her upper inner thigh.

"Lana, I want you to play with your breasts." He says as he smiles at her opening eyes.

"Show me how you like your breasts touched."

Her body is once more in control because of his controlled touching, she moves her hand to her breasts. She massages them firmly and pinches her nipples gently at first. She would pull on them and lowers her head so she can lick them every now and again. She hears herself moan, despite herself.

His fingers still on her thigh, he watches her play with her breasts. His excitement is still more than evident. He feels an urge but chokes it back down.

Instead, he calmly asks her, "Lana, I would like to kiss you. Would you let me kiss you?"

His eyes look at her lips as she has them open enjoying his touch and her own teasing of her breasts.

"I find myself attracted to your lips as I watch you moan with pleasure the both times in here."

Her body reacts before her mind could stop her. She found herself nodding ever so slightly.

He smiles at Lana's response and stands up. He spreads his legs slightly to maintain a little balance. He moves forward slightly and feels his legs press against her legs, spreading her even more. His fingers move up from her inner thigh.

As he nears, Lana sees his lips move and say, "Keep playing with your breasts, Lana."

She watches him lean in, then, and his lips touch her lips. Lana is amazed at his soft lips touching, almost as if it was his first kiss. She could feel his lips tremble slightly as he presses them against her lips.

Lana almost pulls away as she hears the stick touch the side of the tub next to her. She assumes the movement is to maintain his balance. Then Lana feels his lips spread against her lips but still pressing lightly against her lips.

She moans and finds her tongue flicking out of her mouth to touch his lips. Her hands continue to massage, squeezing her nipples every now and again. Her heart beats quickly as her whole body trembles.

He feels her tongue touch his lips and opens his lips wider to let her in. As Lana's tongue slides into his mouth, his lips close around her tongue. His mouth slowly sucks on her tongue. He moans against her lips, unintentionally. His fingers move along her leg, sliding down her thigh just as lightly as they moved up. Then he slides them back up along her thigh. This time, his touch slides up to the side of her pussy.

Lana could feel his fingers stroking the side of her pussy. Then she feels his other hand and more fingers touch her other thigh. They move slowly sending waves of tingling pleasure along her as they move up to the other side of her pussy. Then Lana hears herself moan and her mind agrees with her body. She trembles at the touch of his fingers moving up along the sides of her pussy. It is a strange sensation but it feels good. Lana slides one hand off her breast, hoping he would not notice.

His fingers slide up and then one hand slides down along her pussy. His fingers slide along her, causing her pussy to spread as his fingers stroke down. The fingers slide easily along while their lips continued to kiss and tease each other's tongues.

Her mind slightly struggles against the feeling of pleasure. Lana finds her lower lip trapped between his lips. She feels the smoothness of his palm against her, the bumps of his fingers slide along her pussy and over her clit. Lana feels them moving up and then back down again.

He releases her lower lip and pulls back slightly. He watches her eyes as she opens them.

"Do you like my fingers, Lana?" He asks as he continues to slide them along her pussy and clit.

"Yes." She whispers.

Lana watches him lean in and feels his lips kiss her cheek once. Then she feels his lips move from her cheek to her ear. She almost closes her eyes as his lips kiss her ear, there she hears him breathing heavily but steadily. Lana feels her hips moving once more as his fingers continue the steady stroking along her pussy. The fingers slide along her pussy, over her clit with the palm against her nakedness. Then the fingers slide back up while it continues to stroke her pussy and clit.

Lana almost moans as she feels the tips of his fingers slip between her pussy lips. She could feel herself spreading slightly.

"Lana, I am going to slide my fingers into you. I want to feel you as you cum." He says slowly into her ear, "I want to feel your pussy gripping my fingers. Would you like that? Would you like my fingers in you?"

She hears herself moan, her mind tortured by the pleasure and the desire to disobey him. But Lana finds herself nodding.

His finger tips slide along her pussy lips, teasing her as he waits for her answer. His finger tips still slightly in her.

"Lana, I would like to hear you tell me you want to feel my fingers in you." He says calmly into her ear.

She wants to moan. Lana wants to moan, saying 'Ohhh!'. It is what her body is screaming at her mind. She wants to say it but does not want to give in.

"I want to feel your fingers inside of me." Lana moans. Slowly, her hand moves toward its target.

As soon as the words leave her lips, Lana feels him slide his fingers in. They move slowly and for some reason, they feel so thick. She feels herself spreading with the thickness of his fingers. They stop as they are fully in her. She then feels his thumb near her clit. As Lana becomes aware of his thumb, she feels his lips touch the side of her neck. Her eyes close as her mind follows his lips. They open against her skin and press against her neck. Lana feels him sucking gently. She finds herself relaxing. Lana let her tenseness slide away from her body to feel his attentions clearly.

Slowly, he slides his fingers back out and stop when the tips of his fingers are barely in her. He then starts to move his fingers in, slowly again. With each stroke, he slides his thumb lightly over her clit. His fingers move again, slowly out of her and as slowly, back in. He continues to kiss and suck gently along the side of her neck.

Lana could feel the wall against her back and the edge of the tub on her ass, but she moans loudly punctuated by squeals as his fingers slide slowly in and out of her. She shakes at the feeling, trembling at the pleasure. Her hand finds its target and she let the back of her nails brush along the length of his cock. Lana is sure he can feel how wet she is on his fingers. She is sure he can smell her desire as she can smell it.




Role Play: Cat and Mouse



"Lana, your pussy feels so good around my fingers. I love the silky way you grip them." He whispers into her ear as his fingers continue to move slowly, still spreading her and still stroking her slowly.

He keeps the pace with his fingers and pulls away from her neck. He looks at her, staring into her eyes as he smiles. His fingers push deep into her, stroking slowly. Then he slides his fingers out slowly. His thumb moves, sliding and almost circling her clit as his fingers slide back into her.

He smile widens at the feel of her fingers along his cock. He is sure Lana can feel it throb at her touch. He let her continue to slide her fingernails along him as his fingers stroke her pussy slowly.

His eyes glances down at her hips, he sees Lana moving along with his fingers. A couple of seconds later, his eyes return to her face. His fingers continue to move, sliding in slowly and then sliding out. He licks his lips once more in anticipation of her juices.

Lana moans again as her fingers slide around his cock. She moves her hand smoothly up and down his cock. She has always thought it was a strange thing, how the male organ can feel so solid and yet so soft and smooth. Her fingers slide slowly up and down while her palm feels it pulse against her. Lana releases his cock a few strokes later and runs her fingers down. She leans forward slightly and feels his fingers press against her. She shivers but continues to move her fingers down his cock to find his testicles. Her fingers move, teasing him.

"Lana, I want you to cum on my fingers." He says, now closer to her ears as she is leaning forward slightly.

"Can you cum while I move my fingers in and out of you this slowly?" He says as his fingers slide in slowly and then back out again.

He can feel her pussy squeezing his stroking fingers as his thumb moves along and around her clit.

"Yes!" Lana cries out louder than she intended.

She releases his testicles and slides her fingers up to his throbbing shaft. Her fingers move and close around it once more. Here, Lana starts to stroke him. Her fingers feel his hard yet soft member moving along her palm and fingers.

His smile did not fade, as he continues to stroke her slowly. He sees her leaning back again and says, "Lana, lick your breast."

His fingers stop stroking her for a second to feel her technique on his cock. Then he slowly slides his fingers back into her as he says, "I want to feel you cum on my fingers."

Her body and pussy feels extremely sensitive. It is almost as if Lana can feel every bump of his fingers sliding along her pussy causing the pleasure of the friction. She could imagine how his cock would feel, soft and hard at the same time, sliding in and out of her.

"Lana, I want you to tell me when you are close again."

His fingers continue to stroke slowly and he watches her body moving more and more with his stroking. He is not pushing hard and he is not stroking fast. But where she moves her hips slightly before, Lana is moving it much more now. His fingers seem to slide deeper into her. Her soft warm pussy seems very lubricated.

"Lana, lick your breast." He says as let her continue to stroke him as he strokes her.

With her free hand, Lana reaches up and grabs her breast. She squeezes her breast once then pushes it up as she bends her head towards her breast. She slides her tongue out and carefully licks her nipple. Then she licks it again, letting her tongue circle it a couple of times. She could feel her pelvis rocking slightly in rhythm to his strokes. Her hands move a little faster along his cock and every now and again he slides her hand over the head of his cock to capture the precum. Lana then slides her hand down over the head of his cock, lubricating him with his own juices. Then she hears the warning signs from her body. Lana can feel herself getting closer to cumming soon with the insistent strokes of his fingers.

"Lana, did I tell you to stroke me?" He asks in almost halting breaths.

His fingers continue to move in and out of her as he leans back slightly to look into her eyes. His smile and his face seem to be full of mischief. His fingers twist slightly now with each stroke. They slide slowly in, two fingers with his palm up. Now with each stroke in, his fingers would turn slightly from palm facing up to palm facing her opposite leg. His fingers move with her hip, making it feel like his fingers are almost slamming into her. His thumb seems to stroke her clit harder.

In answer to his question, she looks at him defiantly for a second but does not stop her stroking. Lana closes her eyes as a smile tugs at the corner of her lips. Lana feels herself quiver, knowing that he could feel it against his legs. She could feel her pussy begin to flutter against his fingers.

"I'm close..." Lana manages to say to him.

Lana feels his fingers continue his determined stroking. She feels them fill her up and the twist added an extra sensation. She found it different and exciting. Her body moves against her thumb rubbing her clit in a circular motion. Her mind is aware of his hips moving with her hand stroking his cock but she concentrates on the feeling of her pussy. Lana feels him lean in and kissing her neck. Just as his lips press against her skin, she could feel his fingers move faster. She could feel him pushing his fingers against her as she moves against his fingers. Lana gasps and moans as she feels his teeth bite her neck. Her hips buck and her back arches as her pussy grabs his fingers.

He could feel her pulling his fingers into her. He smiles into her neck as his lips close around her skin and his teeth releases and gently bites her once more. He could feel her juices flowing onto his fingers. He moves his fingers faster in and out of her, pressing his thumb around her clit. He feels her body tremble and shake and jerk against his fingers. He pulls his lips away from her neck to look at her as she screams.

He feels her sliding off as she shakes from her orgasm. His free hand slides to her waist, slowing her slide into the water. His fingers continue to move in and out of her uner the water until she slows down. As she slows down, he slides his fingers out of her. He moves his hand to her wrist and gently wraps his fingers around her. He carefully removes her hand from his cock to place her hand onto the edge of the tub. He takes a step back in the tub.

Lana catches her breath; the water feels wonderful against her skin. She glances over at him.

"I don't understand you." She says to him.

He smiles at the statement but says, "What is there to understand, my sweet Lana?"

She does not understand. Her mind thinks of all the possibilities.

"You break into my house, you do..." She looks down at the water, then back up at him saying, "...this. You don't just take."

Lana blinks and her hand reaches up to touch her lips.

"It doesn't fit."

He chuckles again and says, "What makes you think I will not take?"

He looks at her, eyes wandering her body. Even through the distortion of the water, he sees her.

Lana looks at his face as his eyes wander her body. She can see the pleasure of desire on his face. Her eyes goes to his lips as he licks his lips.

"Perhaps next time. Maybe tomorrow." He shrugs and continues, "Or the next day. I might appear in your bed one night."

He leans in towards her face, "Maybe I will take you then."

He moves a finger along her hand holding the edge of the tub.

"Perhaps I will not." He smiles at her again, "I might just lick you then."

Her eyes widen and she says, "No..."

He grins at her, licking his fingers once. "It is a game of cat and mouse. The cat likes to play."

Lana says, "You can't do that!"

She can see the moment the situation changed. It shows on his face as the smile fades. Lana did not even see him move. She feels the sharp sting of the stick slapping her exposed upper arm.

"Did you say I cannot, Lana?" His voice sounds cold and strong.

Nervously, Lana responds, "Yes..." Her voice trembles, "...you can't just come back whenever you want!"

She freezes at the look on his face. Lana does not see the hint of a smile he had since arriving.

"Get up, Lana." All warmth from his voice was removed.

He stands, tapping the stick on the edge of the tub impatiently.

Lana realizes that she has made a mistake. She stands shakily, stepping as far from him as the tub will allow. Her eyes remain on him, however. Lana sees him stepping out of the tub. She winces as he raises the stick.

He waves the stick at her to follow his lead out of the tub.

"Move!" He roars at her when Lana does not move.

His hand slams the stick down against the edge of the tub.

She jumps at the sound of the stick slamming down on the tub. Lana could feel the energy in the vibration of the hit. She quickly steps out of the tub, but makes sure she never turn her back towards him.

His free hand reaches up and grabs her arm. He shoves her forward towards the entrance to the bathroom. His hand continues to hold her arm as he moves behind her.

Lana feels his hardness touch her behind. She jumps slightly at the feel. Still it feels soft and hard. It even continues to throb as before. Lana feels his body leaning forward against her, his lips near her ear.

"Lana, time to move into the bedroom."

His hand pushes her in the direction of the bedroom.

Her mind focuses on his erection throbbing against her. Lana cannot help herself. Her mind takes over, issuing the commands for her body. Lana tries to break away, pulling out to the side where she knows where the back door lies.

Lana could feel his grip, tightening to an almost steel grip. Her body, though, continues its movement forward. She feels his pull, yanking her arm and body back towards him. It is almost like slow motion for her and Lana finds herself whirling around. The part of her body moving forward finds an irresistible force pulling it back. Her body half spins back towards the bathroom. However, before her body stops, Lana feels the full force sting of the stick against her bottom. Her body screams at her, telling her it hurts. It is as simple as that as her mind stops resisting.

Lana can feel his grip holding her, it does not release and it does not tighten. It simply holds her. Lana sees him leaning in. She can see that his face shows no signs of anger or pleasure. It just simply is.

"Lana, remember I gave you your choices." He says calmly.

"You are now choosing for me to hurt you."

His hand pulls her back, jerking her to completely face him.

Lana is scared now. She is scared more so than before. She is even more so when she discovered him in the bathroom with her. Her eyes note his hand raising. Lana sees the stick in his hand ready to strike.

Her body shakes at the thought of being hurt again, but her mind tells her to be angry. Lana hears herself squeal at being jerked to stand before him but she glares at him. She only glares at him for a moment before she starts to move towards the bedroom. 

As soon as Lana turns to walk into the bedroom, he says, "Very good, Lana."

He follows behind her, his hand still holding onto her arm. He stops her as they reach the side of the bed between it and the French doors. He reaches down and grabs the sheet off her bed.

She did not turn around, Lana is not sure she wants to know. She hears movement and material being dragged along other material.

"Raise your arms up level to your shoulders." He says behind her.

Lana hesitates, but she does as she is told. Her mind cannot understand what is happening. She feels herself excited. Lana can feel the moistness of her excitement between her legs and she glances down to see her nipples growing hard and erect. She closes her eyes, acknowledging the betrayal of her body.

She can feel the material of the sheet against the back of her neck when she hears him say, "Keep your arms up until I tell you to lower them."

She feels the material being draped over her neck from behind. Lana can see the sheet ends, one on each side, fall down over her naked body covering her breasts. Lana feels him moving to her right side. She feels the stick, then, against her behind. She can see that he reaches down to take the end of the sheet on this side with his free hand.

He takes it and loops it around her forearm twice to leave the remainder hanging from her arm. He then walks over to her left side and does the same to that arm.

Lana feels the stick slide up from her behind along her skin to her stomach. She can feel the pressure he puts on it as she his shoved towards the bed.

"Get onto the bed, kneeling. Face the headboard with your back towards the foot of the bed." His voice commanded calmly.

She trembles at the instructions but she turns toward the bed. She places a knee on the edge of the bed and her body pushes her up. Her other knee lifts and settles on the bed. Carefully, she moved along the bed while on her knees. Lana moves to position herself to face the headboard.

She asks quietly, afraid of the answer, "What are you going to do with me?"

She can feel the stick touch her bottom once more. Lana did not hear him answer.

He leans forward towards her right ear and says to her, "Put your hands down and lean forward."

He grins at her and continues, "Yes, doggie position with your head against the bed."

For emphasis, he taps her behind with the stick.

Lana closes her eyes and leans forward to do as she is told. Her arms moves forward and touches the bed. She pushes her head down against the bed, turning her head to the right.

"With this hand, grab the post." He says as she sees his finger tapping her right hand.

Lana hates herself for the thrill she feels as she grasps the post of the headboard. The headboard is not a solid piece. It is a metal piece with several "bars" hanging down. The four main posts reach nearly to the ceiling. Her fingers touch the post and feel its coolness against her warm skin. She can see his hand take the end of the sheet and unravels one loop. Lana watches as he pulls the end of the sheet through the one loop and then tie it two bars from the main post on the right.

He leans closer to her face and says, "Grab the other post with your other hand."

Lana realizes that she will indeed be helpless before him, she hesitates; but she darts a rueful glance at the French doors as she obeys. She can see him moving from her right side and hears him approach the left side. Lana feels him do the same to that arm.

He looks at the sheet and Lana. It hangs from behind her head and loops around her arms and then tied to the headboard bars. He can see her hands stretched to touch the posts away from the ends of the sheet. His eyes follow her body from her shoulders up along her back to her upraised ass. He licks his lips once more and says loud enough for her to hear.

He answers her earlier question now, calmly, "Lana, I can do anything I want to you and whenever I want."

With that, she feels him push a hand roughly between the bed and her body. Lana feels his fingers grab at her breast. She closes her eyes knowing he feels her excited nipple against his palm. She hopes he takes it as a sign she is cold rather than excited.

She wonders if he has figured out that she is excited by his chuckle.

"Now, Lana..." He says, giving her breast another squeeze, "...can I do anything I want?"

Lana does not say anything. Her eyes still closed. She cannot bring herself to admit it.

He pulls his hand away from her breast and let the stick slide down from her ass. He guides the stick slowly down along the back of her leg. He moves a little towards the back of the bed as the end of the stick slides inward towards her inner thigh.

Lana's mind follows the stick; she knows if he looks at her between her legs that he can tell she is excited. She curses her body once more for betraying her. Lana feels the stick slide up against her upper inner thigh and her pussy. She can feel him move the stick up against her and it then begins to move up and down along her pussy.

"Lana, answer the question."

She cannot believe she is enjoying the feel of the stick stroking her pussy.

"Ohhhh! Yes." Lana finds those words wrenched from her.

He nods, but knows she does not see his nod in response to her reply. He continues sliding the stick along her pussy.

Lana enjoys the feel of the stick along her. She finds herself loving the way the hard shaft slides down along her. Lana can feel her wetness smearing the stick. She believes that is what is allowing the stick to move much more smoothly along her pussy.

"Lana, where are there more sheets?" He asks.

Lana turns her head and nods towards the closet door and verbally answers, "In the drawer."

She can see him walking over to the closet. Lana can still see his excitement bouncing before him as he pulls out two more sheets. She watches him as he walks back towards the bed and places them next to her. Lana watches him as he picks one sheet up and unfolds it. She can see him making a circle with his hand while holding one end of the sheet. She can see the sheet twist into a tighter form. Lana watches as he ties the end he is holding around one wrist, then he weaves the other end through a couple of bars in the headboard.

He walks over to the other side and ties her right wrist the same way. He smiles to himself, now her arms are definitely secure. Overkill? He thinks to himself and shakes his head in response to the question. He looks down at her.

"Lana, should I tie your feet up? Would you like that?"

Lana quickly answers, shaking her head and saying, "No, please..."

He pauses for a few seconds trying to decide. He then says, "Okay Lana, let's see how obedient you are."

He walks towards the end of the bed.

Lana feels the bed move as the bed tilts. She can imagine him climbing onto the bed behind her. Her mind pulses wondering, imagining all the things he can and probably will be doing to her. She is very helpless in this position to do anything about it.

"Lana, pull yourself towards the headboard." He says as he taps her bottom with the bottom of the stick.

"I'd like a little more room back here." He finishes as the stick slides down along the skin of her ass and leg.

Lana can feel the stickiness of some wetness on the stick from her arousal. She did not wait. She did not want to feel the sting of the stick on her so she quickly scoots forward.

Lana can feel him moving between her legs. At first, it did not feel like anything more than that. Then Lana can feel his legs pressing against her legs from behind. She can feel his knees sliding against the inside of her legs. Lana finds his legs pushing outwards, spreading her legs forcefully apart. As her legs are spread, Lana can feel bottom lowering closer to the bed a little bit. Lana then feels the touch of the stick against her shoulder. It slides along her skin, tracing her shoulder until it stops at the center of her back below the nape of her neck. From there, Lana found herself following the stick as it moves along the center of her back. As the stick reaches her lower back, Lana can feel the pressure of the stick pushing down slightly. Her body obeys the command of the stick and her bottom lowers closer to the bed.

Lana feels it then, his hardness touches her skin. It throbs like before as it is pressed against the smooth silky skin. She hears herself moan aloud and hates herself even more for wanting it.

He guides the stick down from her lower back towards her hip. It easily slides around and under her raised bottom to her stomach.

Lana recognizes the feel of his cock against her. She can feel him shift behind her and then his cock bounces against her bottom. It slides, bouncing slightly then rests against the line of her ass cheeks. She cannot believe that his shaft seem to fit nicely between her ass cheeks. She can feel the stick move down from her stomach and between her legs. Lana could feel the shaft of the stick slide over her clit and against her pussy.




Role-Play: Caught



reader: as always, appreciate your feedback. 

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We ordered our dinner and resumed our conversation as the waiter walked away. Talking about how our day went, what was happening at work, and all the little things we wanted to catch up on. I loved Jenna. No matter what the pressures of my job, I could easily unwind talking with her over a drink and the worries of the world would melt away. 

An hour and a half later after a few more drinks, sharing an appetizer and dinner we were getting ready to leave. As I paid the check Jenna handed me a small piece of paper. 

Unfolding it I read, "shoplifter caught". That's all I needed to know.

As we walked the two blocks to my apartment, I held her close with my arm around her waist. We had gone to the restaurant directly from work, she met me at my office and we took the train together. She was dressed in a fairly conservative blue business suit, white blouse, sheer stockings, 4 inch blue heels and carrying her purse. While appropriate for the office, the outfit was also quite sexy in that buttoned up businesswoman kind of way. Neither of us mentioned the note on the way home. 

Once in the apartment I put my briefcase away, hung up my suit jacket and tie and put on some music. If there was going to be a "scene", that "scene" needed a soundtrack. I always give a lot of thought to the soundtrack. Slow or fast, soft or loud, the music in the background really helps set the tone. Tonight I wanted something that we could get lost in, something that was just instrumental with no vocals to get in our way. I decided on some Miles Davis. Nobody ever went wrong choosing Miles Davis.

She was standing in the living room, still dressed as she was and still holding her purse. I walked over, put my hand on her shoulder and said, "excuse me miss, I'm with store security and you need to please come with me." 

"Leave me alone, I'm not going anywhere with you," was her response.

I increased the pressure on her shoulder, guiding her toward the bedroom (uh, I mean the security office) as I told her "we have a matter to discuss in private, or, together with the police."

The look on her face changed from one of confidence to one of apprehension. She offered only token resistance as I took her purse from her with my free hand while leading her to the security office with my other hand. 

Miles was just getting warmed up.

Once in the office I explained that the store had recently had a rash of shoplifting and the management had doubled up on security with the intention to deal harshly with any offenders. I emptied the contents of her purse on the desk and started looking through them.

"What do you think you are doing? You have no right to go through my purse".

"Actually I do have the right. And you need to behave as I look for evidence."

I held up some cosmetics: lipstick, mascara and blush. "Now do you want to explain how this product ended up in your purse?" I asked.

She was now starting to realize that she was caught. The confident tone was gone and her body language was definitely that of someone realizing they were in trouble. 

"OK, I'm sorry," she said. "I don't usually do this sort of thing but I left my wallet home and I just needed a few things." "Please let me go home and get some cash and I will pay for all of this."

"Well, its not quite that simple," I explained. 

I reached into the desk drawer and produced a set of wrist cuffs. Her facial expression again changed, this time it was fear. I explained that I was going to have to restrain her as we waited for the police to come. I further explained that she should save any excuses she had for the police; they would take a statement from her before taking her to the station for booking.

She was mumbling incoherently as I attached the wrist cuffs securing her hands in front of her. She was still mumbling as I walked her over to a wall and attached her cuffed wrists to a hook in the wall about a foot over her head. Her face was up against the wall and she was crying as I told her to stay where she was and I would be back in a few minutes. She was outright sobbing as I left the room.

I stood right outside the office a few minutes, taking in how her crying was melding with the music. "Miles would be proud", I thought.

As I walked back into the office she tried to follow me with her eyes. She could, however, only turn her head so much. I told her how I needed to get my report ready before the police showed up and asked her if this was all she stole or if there was anything else.

"That's it, just those few things, please, can't I just pay for this and apologize?'

"Sorry, that's not how this works. I wish I could take your word for it but I am going to need to do a search to see if you have anything other merchandise."

I walked over to her and put my leg in between her legs and forced them out a bit from the wall and apart. I moved my hands around her neck, teasing as I let my fingers investigate under the collar to her shirt. 

"Noooooo." She screamed. "You can't do this to me." 

I was getting a bit annoyed now. Here she was, a shoplifter caught red-handed and she was telling me what I could or could not do? 

I pulled my hand back and gave her a strong smack on her ass. "You do not tell me what happens now, I will tell you." "You have stolen merchandise and you will pay for it, perhaps this will teach you a lesson." 

Her crying was getting louder. I was not in the mood to hear it. I picked up a bright red ball gag and, before she ever realized what was happening, I had it in her mouth and fastened behind her head. 

I smiled, she cried, as I resumed my search. I reached around and opened her suit jacket, letting my hands brush against her tits. She was squirming around, trying to utilize whatever limited movement she was allowed. I grabbed both tits roughly, pulled her into me and said, "stay still or you will regret it."

She stopped moving. She looked at me for a second, fear written on her face. She then just looked down and cried into the gag. I continued my search, tracing around her tits, lifting them by the nipples and searching underneath. I knelt down and ran my hands up her legs. Slower and firmer as I got to the inside of her thighs. 

The crying was subsiding now but her breathing was getting much faster and heavier. Panting almost. 

My hands now were at the top of her stockings, my fingers inspecting the straps to her garter belt. I had the skirt to her suit up around her waist now and I was running my right hand up and down between her ass cheeks while my left hand was finding its way to her pussy. 

"Do you know why this is necessary dear?' I asked her.

"Because I stole." She mumbled through the gag.

"And what happens with shoplifters who are caught with the goods?"

"They are punished." She grunted. "To teach them a lesson." She added.

"Very good." I said. "Now if you want to avoid the police I can handle the punishment right here, right now."

"Yes" she blurted, "Please."

"Please what?" I asked as I continued working my hands, front and rear.

"Please punish me." She begged. "Please teach me a lesson, however you wish."

I stood up and reached around her. I ripped her shirt open and lifted both tits out of her bra. Leaning into her, pressing her against the wall, I held both nipples between thumb and forefinger and began pinching. Her nipples were reacting, getting hard and tight. I twisted them roughly as she moaned into the gag and threw her head back.

I played with those nipples for quite awhile as she bucked back, thrusting her ass into my now rock hard crotch. 

"Owwww, punish me." She cried over and over again.

I stepped back and looked at her for a moment. She was beautiful in that suit, in that position, in that state. I tucked her skirt in the waistband to keep her ass exposed as I Took off my belt. Before she realized what was happening, my belt connected with her ass leaving a nice stripe on her white ass and eliciting a gag muffled scream from her.

I whipped her with the belt for about 15 minutes. She tried to move around as best she could to avoid getting hit in the same spot twice. She was throwing her head from side to side, her breathing was deep and rapid and her ass was turning a nice shade of red.

I reached up and took the cuffs off the hook. I put her on the desk and, using another pair of cuffs, I attached each wrist to an ankle. She was breathing even harder now, as she realized she was completely open and vulnerable. I let the belt fall gently between her legs. Brushing her pussy letting her know just how vulnerable she was.

I raised the belt and I could see her face contort. Her eyes closed as she anticipated the strike. 

There was no strike. As she opened her eyes I was between her legs, my tongue licking up and down her slit. She was so wet and tasted so good. I stole a glance to see her eyes closed again and her head back. Her moaning louder now she was bucking her ass thrusting her pussy up to meet my tongue. 

"Ahhhhhhhhh." She screamed. Even the gag couldn't stifle that scream as she came.

I took off the cuffs, and the gag. Lifting her off the table and onto her knees. I had a fist in her hair as I sprung my cock. I guided her to my balls and she licked and sucked them feverishly. 

Now my breathing was picking up. My balls were aching for release. The sight of her, half wearing her suit, ass crimson red and servicing my cock was incredible.

She moved up the shaft and licked the head of my cock. Obediently, circling with her tongue. Slowly drawing me into her hot lipstick smeared mouth. 

I renewed my grip of her hair as I rammed home. She sucked and sucked as I pulled on her hair and slammed my cock in and out. I held her tight as I rammed in to the hilt and came in her throat. She swallowed gulp after gulp. 

As I leaned against the table she licked me clean. 

"I've learned my lesson." She said. "Crime pays."