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The Surprise

By: coyoteugly



Kylie was relaxing in her bath. She had found a note in with the two dozen roses she found on her desk that afternoon. He wrote "Be ready for the most erotic evening of your life. I will pick you up at 7:00 pm sharp. Be ready"

She lathered up her washcloth and scrubbed her skin until it glowed a pinkish red; all the while pondering what on earth Joel had in store for this evening. She ran her hands over her body imagining that it was Joel's hands and not her own. She spread her fingers wide and ran her hands down her sides. Inching their way down her body, they slid smoothly on the slick skin. 

One hand continued downward to her thighs and the moist area between them. The other hand, her right, slid across her stomach and back up the side of her breast. She spread her thighs and the left index finger spread open her smooth lips. She knew that Joel would be disappointed if she got herself off now, but a girl has to get all of her crevices clean, right? She rubbed the inside of her lips until they were slippery clean.

As she was spreading the shaving cream on herself, Kylie's mind wandered. She made her skin silky smooth and thought of the first time Joel had touched her. 

They were at his home, and he started on her neck. while gently tickling her neck with his fingers, his lips tickled her sensitive earlobe, then moved to her shoulders. Everywhere that their skin connected there was fire.

She abruptly brought herself out of her reverie and shook her head. If she didn't hurry up, she would be late. Looking at the clock in her bathroom, she noticed that he would be there in about 45 minutes. She quickly finished her bath and got dressed. 

It was one of Joel's favorite dresses. It was tight around her bust, very short, and very low cut. Her large nipples on her ample breasts threatened to poke their way out of the bustline of this dress. She wore no brazier. Her panties were the briefest of satin caressing her cheeks and lips. 

She was ready with five minutes to spare. Dabbing her perfume on herself, she wondered what Joel would say if she ever told him that she always wanted to be tied up and made love to? He arrived as her clock chimed the first chime for 7:00. 

He escorted her to his car, ensconced her safely and he blindfolded her. She felt the powerful vehicle moving and wondered where he was taking her. She felt him touch her knee and she shivered. He smiled and slowly moved his hand higher. 

He hoped that she would enjoy what he had planned for her. If she didn't, she may tell him NO when he asked her to marry him. H made the final turn and parked the car. She looked at him, blindfolded as she was, with an expectant look in her face. He chuckled.

She was the most beautiful creature he had ever lain eyes on, or hands for that matter. He smiled as he felt his staff rise to the occasion. He openly stroked his penis through the thin material of his pants. She couldn't see anyway, so why not? 


She smiled her trust at him and he removed first himself, then herself from his Delorian. Carefully leading the blind woman, they made it safely into his second home. She didn't know anything about it, so he knew she would be surprised about everything, he just hoped it would be a good surprise. 

He led her into the basement where it was slightly chilly. He smiled as he watched her nipples grow in response to the cold. He loved her breasts. She was naturally large and her breasts were sensitive enough to allow him to touch nothing but them and make her cum. She was very responsive that way. 

He stopped, stood in front of her and asked her a simple question.

"Do you trust me?"

"I would trust you with my life."

That was the answer he had hoped for. 

"I want you to know, that no matter what, I love you, Kylie. I want to try something different. Give me your hands." She complied. He raised first one, then the other into the leather lined shackles he had installed himself just for her. He had them on a pulley so that he could raise and lower them at his discretion.

She gasped. This was her fantasy come true. She was going to be restrained and fucked. She could feel her vagina tingle in response to the cuffs. Her breath quickened, and he smiled. Without a bra, her breasts were free to go wherever gravity took them, or his hands. 

He ran his hands down her sides and then back up to her breasts, cupping them, he squeezed and rolled her now very hard nipples through her dress. They poked out straight and invited him to taste them through the fabric. So he did. She gasped and threw her head back. His hand slid up behind her head and untied her blindfold.

She blinked against the dim light, and looked at him with the unspoken question.

"This is part of my surprise for you, this is my second home. We are alone here. I hope you like it."

"This is YOURS? Why didn't you ever tell me?" Her surprise very evident on her face. 

"I wanted to surprise you tonight. I think I have done so." He then licked her right nipple as he stroked the left through the fabric of her dress. With her arms raised like that, her breasts strained more so than usual to break free of the dress. 

He went over to the pulley and raised her hands even higher, making her stretch. She moaned and watched him come to her. 

"I was afraid that if I told you that I have always wanted to try this kind of thing, you would think I was odd. Thank you for doing this." That was all he needed to hear before he set to work on her. 

He rubbed his body on hers, pulling her closer and pinching her ass as he ground his hips into hers, making her feel his raging hard on. She ground back as much as she could. His hand slipped under her dress, which was now showing her panties because her arms were pulling up the material. He slipped one finger under the drenched panties and gasped as he felt her bare lips for the very first time. 

SHe had never shaved them before, and he wanted to savor them. He bent over, hooked her legs around his neck and nuzzled against her warm inner thighs. SHe shivered and he nudged the satin aside and sniffed her slit. She was hot and ready already. He dipped his tongue in between her lips, but not into her hole. He slowly licked up and down as she gyrated against him. 

He could feel her muscles starting to tense and abruptly pulled away. 

"Why did you stop?" she moaned.

"Because I won't let you cum until I am ready for you to cum. It will be a while yet." He said with a mischievous grin, her juices dripping off of his chin. 

He then put her legs back down and circled her like a bird of prey would do. She tried to twist around to watch him, but he had her tightly stretched. She heard something behind her and it sounded a lot like metal scraping. She started to panic, then realized that he would never hurt her.

Just then, he reached around in front of her and she saw the knife. Kylie's breaths came in startled gasps as she wondered what the knife was for. He walked around to her front and slowly and gently ran the knife down her dress...not actually cutting it, but making it easier to rip it off of her.

He put the knife down and grabbed her neckline and pulled gently. The material began to give way. One nipple popped free and he immediately began to suck on it. 

She could feel her quim quiver as he did so. She let out a moan and encouraged him on. He sucked hard and bit her nipple. It was standing out straight and he quickly placed a clamp on it, tightening it until it was on the verge of hurting her. She gasped and licked her lips.

He pulled harder on the thin material and the other breast was freed. He licked and sucked that one more slowly, so that he could savor it longer before applying the next clamp. Finishing up, he tightened the second clamp and kissed her on the mouth. She opened up to him and sucked his tongue. He ripped off her panties and threw them on the floor as he cupped her sex. 

He became even harder, if that was possible. Joel then ripped the rest of the dress off of her. She squealed in anticipation and he quickly removed his own clothes. Standing in front of her, nude, he began to stroke himself. 

"Joel, please take me now. I can't wait any longer. I am so hot, I can feel my juices running down my legs, come feel!" She spread her legs to allow him to see that she was telling the truth. He dived down there and sucked on the very erect nub as he fingered her slit. 

He spread her lips as far apart as they would go. She moaned her encouragement as she felt her orgasm building. He abruptly stopped again and turned her around. He began kissing her ass and fingered her clit. 

He felt his balls tighten as he knew his first orgasm of the evening hit him. He stood up and shot his cum on her belly and rubbed it in. She cried out with her need to enjoy her own tidal wave of love. 

He was still hard, a massive 10 inches and as thick as her wrist. He pulled her legs apart and slid into her easily. He had always been careful to go slow and not go all the way in before, but as she was helpless, he decided to see how far in her could actually go. He felt Kylie's pussy stretching and pulling around his organ. 

He wasn't stopping and she cried out in pain as he tore her wide open with the first thrust. She felt like a virgin again. This turned her on and as she felt him bury himself deeper and deeper, she wrapped her legs around him. The nipple clamps keeping her nipples extra sensitive, he pulled on them. 

She came explosively around him before he was more than halfway inside her. She bucked as well as she could against him. Her orgasm seemed to stretch on forever. Joel continued entering her. He felt her cervix and maneuvered past it. 

He felt her pussy tear as he went further than ever before. She was past caring and was still in her long orgasm. Joel yanked on her nipples using the clamps as handholds. He was finally buried to the hilt. He felt her clit for the first time like that. 

He rubbed it as he began to pump in and out. He pulled out so that the tip of his head was barely in and then he rammed her hard. She was helpless to the intrusion and that turned her on even more. He felt his balls begin to tighten again, but he stopped.

Facing her, he asked a simple question again.

"Do you trust me?"

"You know I do. Fuck me hard baby, make me cum all over you!" She was so hot and turned on. He dipped his finger into her pussy and brought up his fingers to sniff them. She smelled so good. 

He unclamped the clamps and began to kiss and lick her now super sensitive nipples. She came again and he bit her nipple hard as he pinched the other one. She arched her back as much as her restraints would allow. 

Joel then walked over to the pulley and lowered the chains holding her. She was flushed and tired, but he wasn't through with her yet. He unclamped the cuff from the chain and led her to a table, that she just noticed for the first time. He laid her down and he then attached her wrist cuffs to the table and placed her legs far apart and fastened the cuffs over her ankles, holding her in a spread eagle position. 

She Looked at him and wondered what could POSSIBLY be next? Kylie soon found out. She could hear something tinkling to her side, but couldn't tell what he was doing. He turned and she saw the bowl of ice cubes. 

He couldn't possibly? Could he? It seems that yes he could, and he did. He inserted one into his mouth and then began licking her stretched out nipples as she writhed in her restraints, wanting to taste his penis, feel it deep in her throat. She arched her back and moaned as her pussy became even more juicy. She began to drip. 

He inserted an ice cube into her slit and it melted immediately. She was so hot. He inserted another, and another, and another. All the while licking her nipples. He slowly moved down to her slit. He began to drink the melted cubes as he licked and sucked her pussy. 

She gyrated as she felt yet another orgasm flow over her. SHe screamed because she could barely take it any longer. She thrashed against her bonds and he sucked her clit and bit it gently. She screamed again and begged to suck his huge dick. 

"Let me suck you! I want to feel your head deep in my throat as you cum. I want to taste your seed and swallow you as I swallow your cum! Fuck my face!" 

Not being one to disappoint a lady, he walked around to her face and smacked his penis on her face once before he lowered the head on the rack. Forcing her throat to open up and her head dropped back, he felt her breath on his shaft as he ran his head over her lips before letting her suck him in.

This was heaven, he thought. He felt her tongue rasping his head as he slid himself further and further down her throat. Her throat muscles, rejecting the intrusion cramped around his shaft and he spurt his seed into her stomach, almost directly. 


Joel then began to fuck her face as he heard her gag. She was enjoying it, he knew, or he would have stopped. This new feeling of complete control was an aphrodisiac and he felt himself become aroused yet again and he shot another load of jism into her throat. 

Reaching forward, he began to circle her clit with his fingers as he delved deeply with his other hand. She began to buck as he pinched her clit and he could feel her contracting muscles around his fingers as she rose to yet another orgasm. Her screams muffled by his penis gagging her mouth. 

He abruptly pulled away and walked to the other side of the room. She heard him pick some things up as she wearily watched his nude physique. Wondering what he could possibly have in store for her now. Also wondering, could she take it?

He came back, adjusted her thighs further apart, and she felt him pressing into her vagina. Only she realized too late, it wasn't him. She felt it vibrate as he pressed another to the rosy tip on her breast. He was soft for the very first time in hours. 

But he was going to keep her going until he was ready again. He leaned over and sucked in a nipple as he pressed the vibrator further inside her pussy. Too tired to buck against him, she laid there moaning and crying, she never felt so sore and good at the same time. 

She felt her muscles cramp around the vibrator and he smiled. To her surprise, she felt him pinching her clit and the nipple he was sucking on was bitten. She came again instantly. 

He was finally hard again, and he tested her pussy. It was drenched, and he slowly inserted his monster into her. This time rubbing her clit as he did so. She tightened around him, and he grabbed her hips and finished his thrust as he delved deep into her. He came fast and hard and he pulled out to squirt his love juices all over her clit, knowing how much she loves that. 

He collapsed onto her and as they both lay gasping for breath, he felt a stirring in his loins again. This was unbelievable. He took his head and rubbed her overly sensitive clit with it. They both came again. 

She fell asleep and he unhooked her and carried her to his bed upstairs. Joel went downstairs to get his nipple clamps and put them back on her, so that she would be ready when he or she woke up again. 

She woke up first, and woke him up, with her lips wrapped a round his swollen organ. He pulled her away so he could finally ask her...

"Honey? Will you marry me?" 

"YES!!! I will!"

The Surprise



The smell of fresh rain was heavy on the night air, and a small breeze was felt on the back of my neck, from the open window inside the small room. The June sun had been raging all day, and the hot little room, that served as my office, was stifling to say the least. Droplets of sweat had already traveled down my neck, to pool at the small of my back. My damp, black, tank top was stuck to me like a second skin and I was wishing for a cold shower. I stared at the stack of work to my left, on my desk, yet to be done for the morning meeting, angrily.

My eyes seem to burn with fatigue, just looking at the pile at my right.

"Ok, one more E-mail to finish writing, and I'll jump in the shower to cool off."

My fingers tap with a rhythm of their own, pushed forward to complete their task, quickly. I stretch my fingers, and attempt to keep my focus on my task, as I long for a long massage and a cool shower.

"Done."

"Finally," I say, out loud to the silent room.

I lean back into my leather, executive chair, letting my hot cheek rest on a piece of the cool leather.

"I'll finish the rest of the stack, tomorrow. I'm too tired tonight," I think to myself.

My eyes drift shut for a second, as my mind focuses in on the memory of you. The way you laugh, the sound of your husky voice, late at night, the way you touched me the other night, igniting both of our passions in minutes, when you put your hand underneath my...

"Oh my God, I am need you tonight, baby," I think to myself.

My mind recalling, the way you looked at that exact moment, the way you clenched your teeth, and the sound of your intense release.

You've been away on business, as usual, and tonight I have been longing for you.

I tell myself to stop fantasizing about our last, passionate tryst, and go cool myself, when I hear a key in the door. I open my eyes, startled, knowing you're not due back until another three days. I settle back into the deep chair when I hear the refrigerator door open and close. I remember that tonight is the night the maid comes in.

I offer a sigh of relief, and rest my head back on the chair, for just one more minute of contemplation. I count to my right.

"One…two, three, four more E-mails to write for the morning. Hell, I'm almost done."

I sit up, intent on putting this long, hectic day behind me, for good. I stretch my hands to the ceiling, doing a yoga pose, trying to relieve the tension in my back. My tank top lifts off of my stomach, exposing my tan abdomen.

I begin to massage my own neck with my hands and suddenly, I feel as if I'm not alone in the humid room. I continue massaging my neck, in slow, small, deliberate circles, trying to shake the uneasy feeling I have, when I feel a wet kiss on my upper arm, and a shiver runs down my back.

"Oh My God, you scared the hell out of me, baby." 

I start to turn around to welcome you, but your strong hands stop me from turning, and I feel a shiver of anticipation in my stomach.

"Hi, sexy. Miss me?"

"Hmmm….I was just thinking of you my, love."

"You were?," you whisper into my ear.

Your hands lift the damp, stray hairs off my neck, so you can kiss the skin underneath.

I feel your tongue lick up the nape of my neck, and my mind races as to what you have in mind for me.

"I've missed you, brat," you whisper in my ear.

"I missed this, all day, love."

"Missed this, huh?," you ask, as you kiss the back of my neck, letting your teeth scrape around to the side of my neck.

"Uh ..huh, especially that," I say, as I start to turn around.

"Don't move, let me have my fun tonight," you say into my ears, causing my heart to pound.

"But I want to touch you too, I need to touch you...."

"Not, tonight. I'll tell you what to do tonight.

"Just close your eyes, and forget how tired you are, let me tease you for once, vixen."

I feel your hands brush up and down my back, as the realization of your words seep in.

I'm getting turned on already, yet your hell bent on teasing me.

I wait, as my cheeks grow warm in the hot room from the heat outside, and the heat you are creating already, with your hands roaming my slick body.

You lift my damp tank top off my sweaty back, as I protest.

"Hun...I need a shower, it's been hot as hell today, let me go get...."

You silence my mouth with a strong hand clamped on my lips.

I feel you bend behind me, you lean in to me and whisper "shhhhhhh....."

Your hands are in my hair, unfastening it, from it's sensible French twist. Running your hands through it's thick, dark mass, you lift it to your face, inhaling it's scent, as it hits my shoulders.

"Your beautiful."

The touch of your fingers on my scalp, sends shivers to my toes.

"Relax...let me love you."

Your hands hook under my top, and I feel a cool sensation as you lift my tank top off, and over my head, exposing my large breasts and bare back to your eyes.

I feel you hesitate for an instant, and than I suck in my breath, as I feel you run an ice cube across my neck, feeling it melting down my back, as your other hand comes around my front, silently asking permission to love my right breast.

My nipple hardens instantly in your hand and my full breast grows from your kneading.

"Mmmm….that feels good."

I moan out loud, the double sensations of the ice cube as you trace small circles on my back, and your hand rubbing across my hard, aching nipple, sends desire slamming into my loins.

I feel the tension in the air, and I want to rush, you want to prolong. 

To torture.

I feel a sweet throbbing begin deep inside, as your use your thumb to pull my skirt down, exposing the back of my black thong.

"Mmmm...my favorite," you say as you turn the chair towards you.

Finally, I can touch, and gaze upon your handsome face, yet you stop me from undressing you yet, and my eyes beg you to let me taste you, to let me suck on you to a fast release.

"Don't look at me like that...you'll get your chance,witchy woman."

I look at you fascinated, as I watch you pop the ice cube into your mouth, and bend forward, taking my erect nipple into your mouth.

"Mmmmm......"

I suck in air as a pressure builds, as you expertly suck my nipple drawing it out as if tasting a mother's milk.

Your tongue trails to the other one, exciting me more, as I feel your teeth bite me gently, pulling at my nipple.

"Open your legs for me, love."

I open my legs, and take my skirt and thong off as well, eager to couple with you.

Your hands run over my back, and under my ass, kneading the soft, firm flesh there. You bend forward, taking my ear lobe between your teeth, as your tongue flicks over it, I shudder.

"Mmm.you like that, I see."

"Uh huh..."I choke out as you kiss the front of my neck, letting your tongue lick down between my breasts.

I pull your head up to kiss you. My tongue takes over, as I try to tell you to fuck me like this, soon, but you lazily stroke the inside of my mouth, as your hands stroke the inside of my inner thighs, taunting me.

Ignoring my whimpers.

My hands refuse to be still, as they reach under your shirt and peel it away from you, so that my hands may run across your hot flesh, the scent of you so familiar and sexy, that alone making me wet, leaving the evidence on the leather seat.

You take your pants off and look at me wickedly and as my hands wrap around your engorged penis, I lift it to my lips for a salty kiss, as I lick over the tip in a fast lap.

"No, sweetheart, not yet, I'll cum if you do that right now, push the chair back from the desk a little bit ok? I have a surprise for you."

I push back from the desk and watch as you kneel in front of me and lift my legs over your shoulders. 

"Close your eyes."

I hear the rattle of ice cubes in a cup, and anticipate what you have in mind.

I wait.

I feel your hot breath on my inner thigh, and than feel a cool tip of an ice cube as you trace the junction of my hip bones, up and down, making me lift my ass.

I hate to be teased.

My body is aching for you to finish, yet you slowly rub the ice cube on my mound and I feel the trickle of melted water flow down me, wetting my hair, causing me to moan.

You run the ice cube over my lips and my heart starts to pound.

I feel you parting me, and I hear that audible sigh of appreciation that you always make when your about to taste me.

"Uhhh..," you sigh as you breath in my scent.

Your thumbs are caressing my lips on either side, and I feel anxious, until you place the ice cube directly on my clit, sending my ass off the chair, with a lurch of my hips

"Uhhh…God…more..."

"You want more baby? You like this?," you taunt rubbing and than sliding the ice cube down, and up me, further down until inside of me, as it begins to melt fast with my hotness.

My moans are making you hard and I can see your erection through pushing against your trousers. I want you to forgo this entire foreplay routine and fuck me fast, but your stubborn and you take another ice cube out and ram it into me,

making me sit up straighter

"Oh my god that feels good."

I feel your thumb massaging my clit in a slow, soft circle, igniting it, yet never rushing.

Driving me insane.

I feel your hot breath on my exposed lips, as you dart your tongue over my clit, sucking hard, intent on making me cum in this manner. I hold onto the arms of the chair and concentrate on breathing.

Your tongue is insistent and I feel you place a finger inside me and I turn my head to bite my lip.

"Baby, your so hot and tight, should I put another in you?" you ask me staring into my eyes.

"Would you like that?," you tease as you place another thick finger inside my throbbing vagina.

My hips move of their own accord, off the leather seat, as you resume sucking on my clit and finger fucking me.

Faster your fingers slide into me.

Wet and slippery. And I can feel the wetness against my inner thighs, your tongue darts down to my vagina, where your fingers were, seconds ago, and you lick up and down.

Up and down.

Probing me like a minature dick.

I moan, and clench my long legs around your head, 

arnd I feel your hands lifting my ass so im closer to your face.

"Cum."

You say it demandingly.

"Cum."

As your tongue sucks on my clit my vision burs, my hips begging to thrust, in a wild frenzy, as I feel the shivers start.

I come in a heap around your face, still shaking around your tongue.

You stick your fingers into me and than withdraw them, lifting them to your lips, licking them.

Arousing me again just by watching you.

"You taste sweet, my love, here your essence," you say in a husky voice, as you rub your fingers across my lips,and slip them inside my mouth.

I greedily suck your fingers into my mouth. And thrill at hearing you catch your breath.

"Get up," you order.

I stand, naked in front of you, proud breasts aching for your hands again.

You turn me around, so I'm facing my desk and computer screen.

I hear the swish of leather as you sit down upon my chair, and than I feel your hands lifting me to sit on your lap.

Your penis in between us.

Teasing us both, I wiggle, trying to place your huge member inside me, already excited again.

But your hands slow me and caress my back, kneading my neck, lifting my hair.

I hear the words "I want you," as you lift my ass in your strong hands, and tell me to put my hands on my desk.

I obey.

And moan, as I feel the full, wet tip of your penis between us and your hips, rubbing it up and down, inside of my moist lips, over my clit making it moist with your drops.

I ache for you to be inside me and I try to grind down on your member, as your fingers find my clit, and start to rub firm, yet gentle stokes around the sides, and than directly on top. I feel you raise your hips and pull me back to you.

"Now," you growl out, your desire evident in your voice.

I lift up so that you may have access to my vagina, and I feel you push forward enough so that your huge tip goes in to me and you stay that way.

Teasing me.

Driving me wild.

I want all of you in one quick thrust, yet you remain only an inch inside of me.

I want to beg, I feel you slightly move.

"Mmmmmm.....," I moan as you kiss my shoulder and hold onto my arms.

II try to sit back, but you tell me to lean forward, don't move yet.

You wiggle underneath me, and stroke the tip in and out of my wetness lubricating and mixing our fluids together, than I feel your hands on my breasts squeezing and as I moan, you lurch forward in one deep, pounding motion.

I feel the familiar fullness of your throbbing dick inside of my vagina and I squeeze tight as you moan.

Knowing how this drives you crazy.

You tell me to stop, but I squeeze unmercifully, wanting to pay you back for teasing me.

I can feel your balls on my ass, as we sit there for a second your hand bringing me close to orgasm.

"Oh god. I can't take much more Hun…."

You laugh and

You lift my ass off your huge dick and than slam me back again and again, my hands gripping the sides of the desk.

Holding on.

Your fierce, demanding, I take you.

I love it. 

My head rest on the computer screen. 

My hips meet your pounding thrusts, as I feel the shiver of another orgasm start to recoil inside of me.

Your thrusts become more demanding and our moans are mingled in the night air.

I cry out as you twist my nipple in your hand, and lean back into you, pumping you back.

I feel your hands digging into my hips. You rock your hips deep inside of me, and I growl, as you hit the spot your aiming for.

I reciprocate.

Bobbing up and down your dick.

Loving the feelings your creating inside of me.

I start to shake.

You place your hands on my hips, slowing me, demanding that I let you control this ride.

Pounding into my tight, wet vagina.

I groan as I feel my toes beginning to cur,l and my muscles inside my vagina contracting.

You moan. 

"Don't squeeze me like that, I'll cum to fast, baby," you say through clenched teeth.

I laugh wickedly and turn my head.

"That's my intention," I say, as you slam my hips back onto your huge penis.

Your hands are squeezing my shoulders, and your tempo increases,

Stronger than before.

You pull out of me, and my body quakes.

You put your hand in my hair and pull strong, not fiercely so my neck snaps back a little ,"I love you," you whisper.

"Cum," you demand, as you slam into my body.

"Cum, now."

You withdraw entirely,and I start to make mewling sounds, begging you to come back inside of me.

"Cum, I know your close," you say, teasing me.

My body starts trembling of its own accord.

You moan my name.

Your hands reach around me and you flick your fingers over my sensitive nipples as you plunge deeper into me.

"Cum, with me," you demand.

My fingers bite into the wood on my desk as you press hard on my clit and increase your thrusting,

I scream out.

My legs quaking and squeezing you.

"Baby, I'm Cumming," you moan as our climaxes build. 

You continue to increase your pace.

A mixture of pain and pleasure.

As you pinch hard on my nipples.

I can't take much more.

My eyes flutter shut.

My lips swell red.

"Cum, my love," you say.

"Ohhhh godddddd "I scream.

My orgasm is so intense.

I cant breath.

I squeeze you with my strong vagina muscles for all im worth I feel your throbbing penis.

"I'm Cumming," you scream.

I feel your body shake with mine spurting your seed inside me

Warming me.

Exciting me as I feel it send forth another stream,

And lastly another.

My vagina squeezes your still hard erection and you bite my shoulder.

I can still feel your head inside me throbbing as I lean back into you.

Still inside of me.

My vagina twinging.

Kissing your dick inside of me.

Where you belong.

You place your arms around me I lean back on you and close my eyes.



The Surprise



Kate growled to herself on her way to the door, impatient with the interruption, annoyed that the outer door had obviously been left open again to allow entrance to anyone. The person knocked again, a little louder causing Kate's temper to rise as she reached for the handle the words of rebuke already to her lips.

They got no further. Her shock was absolute.

"Hello Kate." The softly spoken words burned into her brain, unable to respond, unable to move, his eyes pinning her to the spot. A million thoughts ran helter skelter through her head in a matter of seconds. He'd told her he would do this and she'd laughed at him, secure in her anonymity. His smile released her and she made a small movement back, her hand moving involuntarily to close the door, but he swiftly crossed the threshold, pushing the door back and reaching round to grasp her hair firmly, pulling her head back and her body to him in one implacable movement

"Not thinking of shutting me out now are you girl? Not now. It's far too late for you now." He closed the door behind himself, never taking his eyes from hers, letting her feel his strength so that she would know the truth of his words.

"Now girl, I want you to lead me to your bedroom. Can you do that?" The quiet force in his words was hypnotic, draining her will, causing her to nod as much as she could. Keeping his grip on her hair, he turned her, allowing her to lead him through the house to her room. 

His eyes took in his surroundings quickly as she stopped just inside the bedroom door, and he smiled slowly and looked down at her.

"We are going to have fun here today girl. Well, let me rephrase that, I am going to have fun here today. You girl are just going to have pain, complete submission and whatever favours I allow you. Is that clear? Do you have a problem with that girl?" Her answering glare made his eyes glitter darkly.

"Don't even think it. Let me lay two rules down right now. One, you are not to speak, not to make a sound at all. If you do, then believe me you will know Hell. Two, if I give you an order, you will make sure I don't have to repeat it. Trust me, you really won't want me to. Now girl, nod if you accept this." 

Kate looked up into his eyes, not quite believing even now what she was hearing, but what she saw in them made her shiver. She nodded slightly, lowering her eyes in defence of the storm she had seen.

"Good. Now strip."

Her fingers fumbled with the button on her shirt, her trembles making the task near impossible until a few deep shuddering breaths stilled her body enough to make her fingers work. The job was made harder by the fact that he had not released his grip in her hair, making her clumsy and awkward in her movements. After what seemed an age, she was standing shivering under his scrutiny, not with cold but with a rising need that was coming from the very pit of her mind. 

She became aware of his hand, pressing down on her head, and she once again looked up, her brain seeming unable to think for itself.

"Do I even have to ask this of you?"

Kate stumbled to kneel at his feet, realising belatedly what was required of her. She looked up at him, ready to apologise, but before she had uttered the first letter, his hand gently closed over her mouth and she heard him softly whisper.

"Shhhhh girl, be still. I'll allow you that one because I caught it in time, but don't forget again will you."

Her body shook with an intensity that scared her as she realised his hand was not only over her mouth, but over her nose as well. She fought hard with herself to remain calm as his hand stayed where it was, their eyes locked, his unrelenting, hers silently pleading for air. Just when she thought she couldn't last any longer, he smiled and took his hand away.

"There girl, I think now we understand each other so much better don't you? Now I would like you to unpack my bag. I'm sure you are looking forward to seeing what I have brought to delight you with. However, each one is wrapped in black cloth. Just lift them out and line them up on the end of the bed. Don't unwrap them. I want each one to be a surprise."

Kate sucked in lungfulls of air, even while she moved to obey him, her heart pounding. She gasped as his hand suddenly moved between her legs and his delighted smile had her blushing furiously.

"You're soaked girl." He chuckled. "I can see I have a slut girl on my hands today." She shuddered as his fingers moved the length of her cunt, and gasped as they found her clit, hard already and begging to be touched. He watched her intently as he pressed his finger harder, moving it slightly, massaging deeply. As her face started to flush, her eyes half close he stopped and removed his hand.

"Not so soon girl. Not for a long while." He held up his fingers, coated in her juices. "Clean yourself from me, now"

Instinctively she moved to obey, her heart pounding with her unreleased orgasm, moving her head to his hand, her tongue flicking out, tasting herself on him, cleaning him thoroughly, until he pushed her head away.

"Enough slut, now go do as I instructed, while I go get a drink."

She moved to his bag as he left the room, her interest in its contents over-riding the fact that she had been left alone. Her eyes widened as she took out various objects wrapped securely, her mind racing over possibilities as she looked at the shapes. She lined them up as instructed and then knelt to await his return, hoping her obedience would please him.

His entrance back into the bedroom however wasn't what Kate expected at all. He set down the jug of water and the glass carefully and then moved swiftly to her, grabbing her hair and raising her by it onto her feet.

"Do you think that by showing off your submission like a badge I will be impressed girl? You're so full of pride, showing me what a good slave you can be. By the end of today I promise you girl, you will know true submission, and it isn't shown by being cocky and kneeling at a whim. Now, I will make a concession to you, the only one today. I am aware you like music, now is your chance to put your favourite on, although make sure it's on repeat and you won't tire of it. You won't get the chance to change it."

She stumbled to her cds, her mind in a whirl. Pulling out Enigma she fumbled it into the player, hitting the play button. Part of her head realised she was close to the door and before she could give it another thought she lunged towards it, hoping to at least escape into the bathroom, until she could get to grips with what was happening. His speed surprised her, the door slamming shut, snatched out of her fingers by a strength that shook her. He pinned her to the wall with his body, his breathing harsh, eyes burning down into her.

"Do you really think that was wise girl? Several times today your life will hang in the balance, at my call. It really would be silly to test me don't you think? No, you obviously don't, so I will tell you what to do next. Hands and knees, drop, NOW."

Kate fell more than dropped once he stepped back, her legs refusing to hold her anymore. She moved to her hands and knees and watched as he walked to his toys. He turned to regard her thoughtfully before revealing the things he had chosen.

"I think the girl is being too nosey." Kate moved her head down quickly, but was too late to stop the next comment from him.

"I'll help you I think. I'm being too strict expecting you to be silent and not be nosey. After all you are female, not something you can exactly help." Kate bit her lip, and kept her head down, but he was not to be swayed. He moved towards her, and the sudden pitch into darkness caused a slight whimper to catch in the back of her throat as the blindfold was tightened around her head. 

"Was that a noise girl? Surely not. Just in case it was however, I'm going to help you obey once again." Kate felt her mouth forced open as the gag was put in place, and again tightened around her head. She dared not move, amazed at how quickly she felt disorientated, even in her familiar surroundings. Suddenly she felt something pressing into her cunt and moved forward a little, then realised he was coating something with her juices, making sure that whatever it was, was nicely wet. The butt plug pressed into her tightest opening, forcing it's way in, causing her to pant, not daring to move at all. He held the tip just inside her, tantalising her with his intentions, making her hold her breath in anticipation.

"I hope you've prepared yourself for what is to come girl." His softly spoken words sent a chill through her, but just before she could register the fact, he pushed hard and the plug shot up into her arse, stretching her agonisingly until the neck narrowed, holding itself in place. She could not expel it, feeling it filling her tightly, painfully. He stroked her head like a dog, and then fixed a collar around her neck snugly.

"Now I have a pet. What should I do with her. Take her for a walk maybe? Let the neighbours see what a wonderful pet I have? Make you squat and pee in the kerb perhaps?" He felt her shudder. "No? Maybe another time then. For today I want to keep you for myself. After all, we don't want any male dogs in the area to smell that cunt of yours and come looking for you do we!"

Her mind reeled with the images his words were provoking, her cunt getting wetter, even while the forbidden images haunted her mind. She couldn't be excited by that! She hung her head, disgusted at herself for even thinking of those things and she heard him chuckle softly, fully aware of the struggle within her.

A tug on the collar told her he had attached a lead, and she moved in the direction he indicated, the lead pulling her round to the side of the bed.

"Up doggy, up on the bed. It's time for different things now, time for my little doggy to try her hardest not to scream." She moved onto the bed, unsure of how he wanted her to position herself until his murmured 'Face down' made her move to obey. He placed her arms and legs so that she formed the shape of a cross, then left her, she thought while he got whatever he was going to use on her. As the seconds grew into minutes, she wondered where he had gone, no noise seemed to be coming from the room, no indication that he was even there. She dared not move but the tension building inside her was almost too much to bear. She could feel a sob rising in her throat, a physical manifestation of the intense feelings inside her, but before it could escape she became aware of breath, softly on her cheek.

"We have talked in the past about "play" and "scening." We have established that you are well used to doing both. Forget them girl. I do not "scene" I do not "play." What I do, I do for real, I do not play games. I do not enact scenes. This is real girl, as real as you would ever want it to be. Do not ever say to anyone that you "played" with me. You are as far from playing now as Heaven is to Hell." The only thing I will give you is this small ball. Hold it in your hand. If you really want to make me stop, drop it. I will stop immediately, and leave, you have my word on that."

As the words sunk in to her head, she realised what he was saying and was struck by fear. Not the fear of what he was about to do, but the fear of what he would draw from her. She had always feared the submissive slave in her, knew that it was so powerful that it had threatened to overwhelm her on occasions. Although she had always managed to quell it, to fight and brat her way to the surface, she realised that this might cause that side of herself to be drawn out. She didn't know what she would become and the thought terrified her. 

The gentle brush of the tails of a flogger against her back made her jump, knowing by feel that this was no suede caressing toy, but a hard leather bootlace flogger, the tips gently scratching her skin as they travelled down her body. As they left her, she just had time to register their leaving before fire was drawn in lines across her arse and she sucked in air around the gag, trying to breath into the pain, even as the second one hit a little further up. He continued in time to the music, not using sensuous strokes, rather thrashing her skin until the burn warmed her body through, making the sweat soak her forehead even while her mouth dried out from gasping. She dare not scream for fear of angering him but couldn't help rasping her breath in and out around the gag, as he continued over her back and legs, covering her completely. He stopped occasionally to check she still had a grip on the ball, to check that she was still with him, and to stroke her back with the gentlest of strokes, almost to tell her he was pleased with her, and she felt connected to him from that. At several points, without warning he would stop and caress her cunt, amused by how wet she still was, hearing her breathing change as he pressed his fingers on her clit and rubbed. She was almost sobbing in frustration as again and again he denied her orgasm and then shrieking as the flogger was whipped viciously onto her cunt. Her mind was in turmoil, his alternating between intense pain and pleasure driving her upward relentlessly. He stopped only when he could see he was losing her to subspace, wanting her lucid for the rest of the day's delights.

She was aware of his voice, talking to her, telling her of his plans, calling her back to him and she forced herself back, focusing on his words, becoming aware also of how dry her throat was. She opened her eyes and looked up at him, realising he had removed the gag and blindfold, then looked gratefully at the glass of water he was holding.

"You want a drink girl? I have a glass of cool water here."

She nodded slowly and tried to struggle up so that she might take a sip. He looked amused and shook his head at her.

"Oh no girl, this water isn't for you. Flogging is thirsty work. I need it. You will get your drink in a moment. However it isn't water. You are going to be my toilet, slut. You will drink from me, and only from me for the rest of today. That will save me leaving you unattended while I relieve myself. See how I've thought of you?"

Her eyes were wide with shock at his words. She'd never done anything like that and didn't know if she'd be able to. A sudden pulsing of her clit made her realise how much the idea excited her, even while it repulsed her, making her confusion absolute.

"Now girl, on the floor on your knees and open your mouth. It's time I gave you a nice drink to soothe your aching throat."

She moved clumsily, her body sore and aching, her mind fighting what was about to happen. She knelt trembling before him, more scared of his reaction if she failed than the act itself. She realised she wanted to please him, even in this and opened her mouth, staring up at him for instruction.

He unzipped himself slowly, smiling as her gaze dropped to catch a first sight of his cock. He placed the head at her lips then taking a fistful of her hair, pulled her onto him, his cock slipping into her hot waiting mouth. He felt her lips close over him and relaxed his muscles slightly so that she could get the first taste of him. He felt her gulping and gagging around his cock and smiled, pressing her head harder onto him so that she lost none of his piss as it cascaded down her throat. As he finished he looked down into her eyes and smiled, seeing her revulsion fighting the elation in her eyes at the realisation that she had done it. She was surprised that he kept his cock buried in her mouth once he'd finished, but was pleased to feel him growing hard against her tongue. His hand ensured she stayed still, but he began to rock his hips, fucking her mouth slowly until his cock was rock hard and hitting the back of her throat as he thrust deeply. He could see she was breathing to match his thrusts, and watched as her eyes widened further as he gently pinched her nose.

"Now girl. I wonder if you bite. I would think you wouldn't. What do you think, shall we test it?"

He pushed his cock deep into her throat and pinched her nose once more. Her face grew red at once again having her breathing checked like this and she looked up at his pleadingly, only to be met by a curious stare. She felt her body fighting for breath around his cock and realised that this was one of the moments he had talked of earlier. This was the moment he could take her life. The knowledge panicked her and aroused her to fever pitch at the same time, and he could see the sensory overload she felt in her eyes. As her body swayed he released her and watched as she slumped to the floor, gasping and heaving. 

She recovered slowly, grateful that he allowed her this time to regain her senses. As she looked up at him he pointed once more to the bed.

"Face up this time girl. I want to see your eyes."

Kate clambered up onto the bed once more, too mentally exhausted to argue, and lay down in the middle to await his orders. He replaced the gag in her mouth, lifting her head to tie it securely, then reached down to the bottom of the bed once more. She watched as he uncoiled some stout rope, judging the lengths he would need before reaching out of her sight once more. The knife shone in the sun coming through the window, the point obviously sharp, the blade shown to be sharp by how easily he cut through the rope at even lengths. He looked up at her, and chuckled softy as he watched her eyes following the blade as he worked and held it closer to her face, so that she could see it better.

"Do you like what you see girl? This knife is razor sharp, so although I'm going to tie your wrists and ankles to this fine bed of yours, I really wouldn't think it wise to move too much for a while. I am going to cut you, but it will be up to you how deeply I go. I'm sure you appreciate the control I am giving you in this."

Her eyes showed her alarm, but strangely the ball remained gripped firmly in her hand, her knuckles white with the effort. He methodically tied first her wrists and then her ankles, making sure she was stretched without being in pain. She realised he wanted her focused on what he was to do with the knife, rather than the bondage. Watching him just standing there, staring down at her, the knife held loosely in his hand she realised she was shaking and fought to still her body. He was right. This was no play. This was for real and she felt it deeply. Her eyes filled with tears even as her clit throbbed and she felt she was sliding into a whirlpool of her senses.

He watched her tears and smiled, knowing the struggle she was having, feeling the tension in the air. He sat on the edge of the bed.

"You feel it now don't you girl. For the first time you feel who you are, what you are. Let my knife take you deeper." His voice purred into her being and stilled her shaking.

She felt the first cold touch of the knife, sliding over her body gently, felt it travel down between her breasts, circling each one, before moving down across her stomach to her soaking lips. It took all of her strength not to move her body to reach up towards the knife with her hips, knowing that any movement from her could cause a wound. The gentle movement of the knife was almost soothing as it travelled over her, and she suddenly realised her breathing had deepened, she realised that her body was pulsing with need, her clit hard and throbbing, wanting so much but knowing she was unable to ask. She looked up at him, breathing harshly now.

"Does this turn you on girl?" Does my knife make you want to cum?" She nodded quickly, begging this from him in the only way she could.

"You are slave. Your body is mine." His voice hardened. "If you want something does that mean you have a right to it?" She shook her head slowly. "So why should I care if you want to cum. When I allow it, you will cum, not before. Do you hear me whore?"




The Surprise



Looking in the mirror, Janet couldn’t help but notice how well she still looked at 45.  After four kids she still had a nice curvy figure, round ass, and tits like an 18 year olds.  She stood for a few minutes, turning back and forth before getting ready to go watch her youngest daughter’s volleyball game.  The doorbell rang just as she was grabbing for her car keys, causing her to jump a bit.  Janet opened the door and couldn’t believe her eyes.  Standing before her was a young man with broad shoulders, short brown hair, and the most gorgeous green eyes.  For a moment, all Janet could think about was how incredibly sexy this guy was, but the thought was shaken when he spoke.

“Hey mom!  Surprise!”

Janet blushed a little for the thoughts she had just had, then smiled her always warm motherly smile.

“Eric…Why, I hardly recognized you!  Why didn’t you were telling us you were taking leave?  How’s military life been treating you?”

“Okay… and that’s the purpose of a surprise mom, you’re not supposed to know.  Where were you headed?”

“Natalie has a game tonight, you want to come?”

“Sure, just let me put my stuff down.”

While Eric was taking his bag to his room, Janet noticed how great his ass looked in those jeans he was wearing.  She hadn’t seen him in over a year; he had been stationed halfway across the country, and hadn’t found the time to take leave apparently until now.  When Eric came back to the door she noticed he’d changed into a tank top, showing his shoulders and biceps off more, as well as the tan he’d been getting.  She smiled again at him, taking her hand and rubbing the back of his head, then walked out to the car with him following.

The two of them watched Natalie play, then all went out for dinner afterwards at one of Eric’s favorite restaurants.  Some of the fantasies Janet had been having since his arrival appalled even her, and she was beginning to feel a bit ashamed for being attracted to her own son.  When they got home, she decided to take a shower and try to take her mind off of such matters.  Feeling the hot water run over her body didn’t help out the situation much, but at least she had some privacy to release some tension.  She closed her eyes and began to think about what an irresistible young man she had created, how she wished he wasn’t hers just so she could fuck him, take his cock in her mouth, feel his cum all over her pussy…She had begun to furiously play with her clit, hoping that maybe these thoughts would disappear after she had her own orgasm.  She was so far in to what she was doing she didn’t hear the door open.

“Mom?”

Janet’s heart stopped.  She had no idea what to do.  He wasn’t a little kid anymore, so she couldn’t make it look like she was doing something else.  But wait, he can’t see her anyway; the shower curtain makes everything blurry.  So if she just kept still and calm, he wouldn’t ever find out what she’d been doing, and if he did, so what…he couldn’t read her mind.

“Yes honey?”

“You mind if I brush my teeth in here, Natalie’s in the other bathroom.”

“Sure sweety, go ahead.”

Janet could hear the water running to the sink, and stood under the showerhead while Eric was only a few feet from her, brushing his teeth.  She really wanted to know what he would think about her, and this gave her the perfect opportunity to find out.  She turned off the water, and stepped out of the shower to get a fresh towel out of the linen closet.  She looked out of the corner of her eye as she passed by the mirror over the sink, and she saw he was definitely looking, no longer brushing his teeth, standing there in his boxer shorts.  After wrapping up she walked over and grabbed her hairbrush, then looked at her son.

“Well dear, I’m going to bed.  If you need anything, you know where I’m at.”

“Okay mom, I know.  Goodnight.  Oh, and your towel…”

He pointed to the top of her towel, actually touching the top of her breast, which had managed to almost fall completely out.  Janet adjusted it, then smiled at him.  She went to kiss him on the cheek, but as she did he turned his head, causing her to lock lips with him.  Instead of pulling back though, Eric lingered a little bit, kissing her firmly, pushing his body closer to her, letting her feel the massive erection he had.  The tingle in Janet’s pussy returned, she would never be able to get any rest without him fucking her first.  Reaching out, she began to rub the front of his boxers with her fingertips.  Eric gasped a little; looking at his mother questioningly, wondering what she would do next.  

The truth was, she didn’t know what to do next.  This man was her son.  Incredibly sexy, yes, but he was still her little boy.  Sighing, she pulled her hand away, and walked to her room.  She could feel her wetness starting to run down her thigh as she bent down to pick up her towel off the floor.  All of a sudden, she felt the warmth of someone’s hand on her ass.  Janet jumped a little and stood up as Eric took his hands and swept them around her waist.

“Mom, you have no idea how much you turned me on in the bathroom.  I know you’re interested in me, or you wouldn’t have grabbed me like that.  So do you want me or not?”

Janet couldn’t believe her ears.  It was like a dream come true.

“Eric, baby, don’t tease me like this.  I’ve been having these thoughts…all I have been able to think about is having you fuck me.”

Eric turned his mother around and kissed her before she could say anymore.  Janet began to move back until she could feel the bed and slowly sat down, keeping her lips on his until she was completely settled.  Eric pressed further, laying her down with her legs spread apart hanging off the side of the bed, as he began to kiss and suck on her earlobes and her neck.  Janet still couldn’t believe this was all happening as she grabbed his cock and began to guide it to her throbbing cunt.

“Oh baby, I was waiting for this.  Don’t make me wait any longer.  I want you to fuck me.  Fuck me hard, fill mommy up with that huge cock of yours.”

“Okay mom, you asked for it.”

Without further hesitation, Eric rammed his prick into her pussy and began to thrust deep and hard, making her tits bounce up and down with each motion.  He began to suck and pull at her nipples with his teeth as she ran her hands over his back and shoulders.  Janet was in heaven; she never thought her baby boy could fuck her this well.  She could feel her cunt begin to tighten around his cock as her orgasm began to start pulsating throughout her body.

“Oh god…Fuck me Eric…FUCK ME!”

Eric began to pound her pussy faster now, she could feel him begin to tense as well.  By the time she began to come down, her son pulled out of her dripping twat and started to stream cum onto her body.  Normally this repulsed Janet, but right now she was still on cloud nine.  Somewhere in the midst of this bliss, she must have fallen asleep, because when she woke up it was daylight outside, and she was still spread out on her bed covered in cum, with Eric nowhere in sight.

After getting cleaned up, she went down stairs to see where the kids were.  Her daughter was still asleep, and Eric was getting his things ready to go.

“What?  Leaving so soon?”  Janet poured herself a cup of coffee, and sat down on the sofa.

“Yeah, coming here was actually a little detour.  I only have two days left, and I wanted to be back at the post by the weekend. Right now I’m heading to some friends.  I’m really glad I got to see you though, mom…REALLY glad.”

Janet walked with him to his car, then gave him a peck on the cheek.  The whole time she couldn’t help but notice the grin he had on his face.

“Well, I was glad to have you here, sweetheart.  Be sure to come back when you can stay longer.”

“Oh, I will…don’t worry about that, I will.  Take care, mom.”

Janet kissed him one more time, then allowed him to get in the car as she headed back up the front walk.  She couldn’t wait until the next time her little boy would pay her another surprise visit.



The Surprise



In the evening I smile to myself as I feel your smooth soft body pressed against mine as you snuggle into my lap. My arms around you and stroking your side and the tops of your leg the thinnest of material separating us. Kissing the top of your head and inhaling the scent of your freshly bathed body. I smile to myself knowing the surprise I have for you. I lean and whisper in your ear, "Stand up little one, take your nightie off, and close your eyes." Watching as you rise from my lap obediently and lift the nightie above your head standing before me in only your panties. 

Running my fingers softly over your tummy, caressing up to the underside of your breasts. My fingertips closing around your nipple, pinching and twisting it enough to feel it harden under my touch. Listening to the quick intake of your breath and the moan escaping from your lips barely audible. Pulling your left nipple and watching it stretch out from your full breast. You feel a sharp pressure on it, letting a louder moan escape, and your eyes opening to find a butterfly shaped clamp attached to you. Bringing it's match to your right and letting it snap shut on you. Looking up and seeing your eyes widen with excitement, smiling at you and saying, "Surprise sweet girl. Do you like how your nipples look with their new jewelry?" You nod and respond with a proper, "Yes Sir." 

Flicking the clamps between my fingers, watching the nipple flush under it. Your areola turning a deeper shade of dusky red as my fingers trace around it. "Do you like the way your newest butterflies feel?" I inquire. Smiling when I see you nod and your eyes meet mine. "But did I tell you that you could open your eyes yet?" Your eyes widen as I watch your curls fall around your face and hear you respond, "No Sir."

I instruct you to turn around and take off your panties and hand them to me. My eyes fixed on your ass as you push them over your hips and let them fall to the floor. You smooth cunt lips glisten with your juices as you bend over and pick them up, kneeling and placing them in my hand. I shake my head and command you, "Across my lap slut." Watching you rise with your head bowed as you lower your body across my legs and spreading yours.

I begin by running my palm over your ass feeling how smooth your sweet cheeks are. Letting my fingers trail down over your thighs and your cunt lips, feeling the wetness under my fingers. Drawing back and bringing my hand down hard on you with a loud slap. Your cheeks reddening from the slap, your eyes widen and your lips part letting out a quiet whimper. Continuing to spank your ass, watching my hand prints turn red and then mellow as you take your punishment. The strokes over both cheeks and your cunt cause you to jump on my lap, pausing to take a handful of your hair and pull it sharply back. "Quiet slut, you know you should do as you're told little one," I tell you as I place your panties against your lips and gag with you them.

My hand falls with short strokes over you sweet cunt lips, feeling their wetness grow on my fingers. Spreading the wetness up over ass, smiling at how they glisten with your juices as I stop and rub you. My fingertips tracing your lips and around your hard clit. Watching your face as you moan only to find it smothered by your wet panties. Grabbing your hair and pulling back hard shoving a pair of fingers deep inside you as hard as I can. Fucking your cunt faster, twisting my hand so that my thumb hits your clit, taking short hard strokes to feel you tight and wet around me before pulling out. Pulling your head back and showing you my shiny fingers, "See how hot you are my sweet slut." 

Pushing down on the small of your back to feel my throbbing cock stretching my shorts tight against you. "See what you do to me? Get down there on all fours, I want to see you ass up with that cunt begging to be fucked now slut," I command. Your panties gagging you to keep you from responding with words as you raise yourself and kneel in front of me. I stand and strip as I walk around inspecting you. You catch your first glimpse of my throbbing cock, swollen and covered in precum. Commenting on how wonderful you look like that, so hot my sweet slut.

Kneeling behind you and running my hand over your ass again, feeling how hot it is, sticky with your cunt juice. Gripping my cock at the base and rubbing the head over your opening and slapping you with my swollen rod. Placing just the head in you and placing my hand on your ass, telling you not to move as I reach around and take your wrist, pulling it up gently behind your back. You feel the sharp sting of cold metal against skin as the bracelet encircles your wrist, reaching and bringing your other wrist back, slapping the cuffs on it and looking at your restrained hands. "This is the other part of your surprise little one," I say as I push forward and sink my throbbing cock fully inside you. Grabbing your hips and squeezing as my cock plunges in and out of you, moaning from the feeling of your sweet cunt squeezing me. Slapping your ass enough to feel as my balls pound against your clit. Our bodies coming together harder and faster as our moans grow louder, even as muffled as yours are, can hear the excitement building. 

Stroking faster and pulling your hair back. "You are such a wonderful fuck slut you know. Cum for me now," I tell you as my hand comes down hard on your ass and increase the pace of my cock in your cunt. Feeling you start milking me and crying out your name as I explode inside you, pumping your sweet cunt full of my cum, your cum rushing out around my cock and balls. Holding in you and stroking short hard strokes to push my body hard against yours as we drain together. Slapping you one last time and pulling from you, moving quickly around you and pulling your panties from your lips shoving my cock quickly inside, holding your hair and looking down into your eyes as you clean me. When you're done freeing myself from your lips and releasing you, bringing you up and whispering "surprise" before kissing your full lips.



The Surprise



"Where are we going?" she asks. He responds, "You will see when we get there."

The last rays of the sun bounce off the hood of the black truck as it rolls down the highway. The network of roadways criss-cross and converge into perfect 90 degree corners as the truck speeds on past them. At one particular corner, the truck veers to the right and heads perpendicular to its original path. This happens a few more times before pulling into a parking lot and into a parking space. 

She looks at him with a bit of surprise in her face. "Why are we at a hotel?" she inquires. "It's a surprise..." he replies. He had been gone most of the afternoon and she has wondered what he was up to, where he might have gone. He steps out of the truck and closes his door, walks over to the passenger door as she is getting out and offers her his hand. She takes it as he leads her from the truck. He closes the truck door and continues on to the front door of the hotel. 

As they step inside, the desk clerk who asks if they have a reservation greets them. He replies that he was in already and has the room key. He continues to lead her past the front desk to the elevators. He presses the "Up" arrow and they patiently await the elevator doors to open. Stepping onto the elevator with her at his side, he presses the button for the top floor. The doors close and the elevator quickly rises to its destination. 

Upon reaching the top floor, doors open and the couple step from the elevator into the hallway. He leads her down the corridor to the last door on the left. Stopping in front of the door, he pulls out a Secure Card key from his front pocket. He then slips the card key into the slot on the door and the red light changes to green with an audible click. He pushes the door open and says, "After you."

She smiles at him and steps into the darkened room, just past the doorway. He steps in behind her and closes the door before turning on the lights. With a flick of a switch, his intentions are revealed. Already laid out and set up are the tools of pleasure and pain. The bed has been pushed out of the way and a padded table now fills that space. Next to the padded table is a small rolling cart with such items laid upon it as a blindfold, nipple clamps, handcuffs, nylon straps, and leather straps. 

Her attention then turns to the rest of the room. He has set up candles in various places. A bottle of champagne is in a bucket of ice and a fresh meal sits ready for them on another table with some chairs. He turns to her and says, "Table A or Table B?" He grins, knowing that he hasn't told her which is which. A little confused, she says, "Which one is table A?" "That's the fun part... You don't know, but I do." he replies with a grin. "Table A, I guess." she responds. "Table a it is..." he says grinning. 

He then takes out a lighter from his pocket and moves to one corner of the room and starts to light various candles. He then says to her, "Take off your cloths and lay down on table A". As he continues to light more candles, she strips down. Revealing her body to him. His grin grows wider, seeing that she is obeying his command and seeing her beauty in it's most natural state. She finishes stripping and lays down on the table. 

He walks over to her and slips a heavy leather blindfold over her eyes. The darkness of the blindfold opens her mind to her other senses. She begins to notice the scent of the candles that are burning, masking his cologne from her. She cannot tell where he is by her sense of smell. 

Suddenly, she feels his warm breath on the side of her neck as he whispers into her ear, "Place your hands on the edges of the table. She does what she is told and feels the leather strap wrap around her right wrist. A moment later, she feels her left wrist getting wrapped in leather. A few moments later, she feels leather again, this time around her left ankle, then her right. Her legs are slowly spread apart, opening her up to him. 

She can hear him move around her. At various times, she can almost feel his warm hands and fingers against her skin. Then, in a flash, she feels his fingers on her chest between her breasts, just below her neck. Her body tingles as he draws his fingers down her body. A soft moan escapes her lips. Her moan drives him further into his play with her. His fingers leave her body. She can hear him move around the room. She then feels his lips pressed against hers, kissing her softly, passionately. 

His kiss catches her by surprise, and then the drop of cold water onto her right nipple catches her even more. Her nipple immediately becomes erect at the cold shock of the melting ice. He leans back from the kiss and traces the ice around her nipple in wider and wider circles. He then removes the ice from her skin for a moment or two. The cold shock catches her again as he places a piece of ice onto her left nipple. 

Her left nipple stands at attention as well. The ice making them both almost as hard as anything else could. She hears him move again. Her mind wonders what he could be doing. The wondering doesn't last long as a shockwave ripples through her body. She feels the cold glass bottle pressed against her vagina. A deep, shocked gasp escapes her lips.

The biting cold almost brings her more pleasure then she can handle. She has time enough to recover from the last shock when the next one comes. This time, it is of heat as she can feel the candle wax being dripped slowly onto her left nipple. The sensation of the wax cooling against her skin and forming a hardened layer is almost too much. Within mere moments, her entire left nipple is molded in a wax bath. 

She then can hear him move to the other side of her body. Bracing herself for the wax, she is shocked by the cold touch of ice again. Another gasp escapes her lips, but before she could finish that one. She is hit by the wave of heat as the wax flows over her right nipple and down her breast. The wax hardens quickly, pulling the soft flesh underneath it lightly. 

The cold bottle is removed from in between her legs. The warmer air around her helps her to warm back up slowly. She can feel her labia tingle with the air and temperature change. His warm hand cups her vagina to help warm her body again. He slowly glides his middle finger into her vagina, trying to get her juices flowing to help warm her. 

She can feels his hand move away from her body. He leans over and kisses her lips again, softly. He breaks the kiss and steps back from her as she lies on the table. He scans her body, seeing the wax molds of her nipples still sticking up into the air, the blindfold still in place over her eyes and the leather straps still holding her hands and legs to the table. 

In a flash, she can feel his tongue press against her labia. Searching and probing deeper into her body, his tongue stretching across the length of her vagina. His licks invoke her body to release more of her juices. He continues to lick until her moans become steadier. Finding a spot just below the tip of her clitoris, his tongue moves more rapidly. Bringing more pleasure to her. 

He continues to lick her clitoris, drawing it into his mouth. His tongue swirls around it, building up her moans more and more. He licks harder and faster until she almost cannot take any more. He stops suddenly, moves to her side and lifts the blindfold from her eyes. He smiles as he looks into her eyes, seeing the love and pleasure he is bringing to her. His hand slips down between her thighs as he continues to look deep into her eyes. 

His fingers probe her vagina until they find her clitoris and begin to rock back and forth. Then circular, until her moans start again. He continues to look deep into her eyes, never breaking the gaze, as her body convulses with pleasure under the touch of his fingers. The cries of extreme joy escape her body as her eyes close and back arches with her orgasm. He slows his fingers to a stop and leans over and kisses her. 

He smiles at her as she collects her thoughts in her head. He removes the straps from her wrists and ankles. "How about some Champagne and dinner?" He asks with a smile...



The Surprise



I’m lying in bed enjoying a good book. It is almost 11pm. The day has been a long one yet I cannot sleep. I was waiting for my husband to return from a ride on his boat. I had decided to stay put. I didn’t much care for boats, but it was my husband’s greatest hobby

I heard the front door finally slam shut and heard soft footprint’s coming up the stairs. He entered our bedroom with a bag in his hands.

“What’s in there”? I asked.

He did not answer, but sat the bag on the floor by the bed. He then took me by the legs and dragged me across the bed to him.

“ Don’t speak unless I say. You will do what I ask, understood?” 

I was surprised at my husband’s behavior and at the same time getting excited about his control over me. All I could do was nod.

“ You will take off that robe of yours,” he said.

I started to yank it off and he commanded, “Slowly.” I slowly then took of my robe feeling the wetness form between my legs.

“ That’s a good little girl,” he said. “ Now, I want you to get on the floor on your hands and knees in front of me. I want you to unzip me and take out my cock.” 

I did what he asked. I got on the floor and unzipped him, taking out his well-endowed member.

“ That’s a good girl, you’re behaving well. “Now, I want you to lick and suck on the head.”

I took my hand and grabbed him as I began to lick his head.

“ No! Hand’s behind your back, and don’t move them till I say, understood?” I nodded and did what I was told. I began to lick and suck him.

“ Very nice, now lick my balls,” he said.

I continued licking and sucking his balls all the while keeping my hand’s behind my back.

“ Put it in your mouth,” he said.

I put my lips over the head of his cock sucking the head and going deeper and deeper. Just when I thought he might come, I tried to pull away but he kept my head firmly in place and his load spurted into my mouth. I didn’t like to swallow so I kept it in my mouth usually until I could spit it out. He would have none of that.

“ Swallow it” he said. 

I looked at him in surprise and shook my head.

“ I said swallow it you will not disobey,” he commanded.

I made a squinting face as I swallowed a huge gulp of his come.

“ Get up and lie on the bed. Put your hands above your head. Do it now.” 

I got up and got on the bed, placing my hands above me. What was he going to do now?

He stripped of his clothing and bent down to get something out of the bag he’d brought in. I’d soon find out what he had in store for me. He took out a black silk scarf. My eyes went wide as I looked at it. He’s going to blindfold me. I shook my head.

“ No way you’re blindfolding me,” I said.

“ Did I say you could speak? You will be punished for speaking when you are told otherwise.”

He took the silk scarf and wrapped it around my head putting me in total darkness. I then heard him shuffling in the bag again for something. Then he took one my wrists then the other, and had tied my hands to the post. I wanted to say something, but I knew if I did I would be punished further more. I then felt him spread my legs as wide as they would go. I then felt his lips on kissing my belly and going down to my inner thighs. He blew lightly on my trimmed hair. I then felt the bed bunk as he moved off and then heard him in the bag again.

“ Twist around and put your ass in the air,” he said.

The restraints he had me tied to the bed with had some slack so I was able to twist around. I stuck my ass way up in the air. I then felt a whack against my buttocks. I then felt the whip again, harder this time and it was all I could muster not to yelp.

“ Next time you will think twice about speaking,” he said. “ Now you may speak. Pick a number.” When I did not answer he whacked my ass again and I quickly picked ten. I then felt a wet cream being put on my asshole.

“ Your ass is getting fucked for ten minutes. You’ve been very bad. Your not to come, understood? You will not come unless I say or you ask permission.” I then felt his finger playing at my ass entrance. He pushed a finger in and then another and fingered my ass that way. He then inserted another finger so he had three fingers fucking me that way and soon I was getting loosened up. He then took out his fingers and I felt something rubbery and soft pushing into me. He pushed the tip of the dildo inside me until it was filled to the brim.

“ What I want you to do now is play with that nice cunt of yours while I fuck your ass, and don’t you dare stop. You will not come, understood? You have to ask for it..” He reached up and undid one of my hands.

I reached down and began playing with my cunt. It was so wet and I was so turned on that I felt I could just explode, but wasn’t allowed to. I continued fingering myself as he pushed that huge dildo up my ass.

“ That’s nice, that’s my dirty little girl,” he said. He took the whip and whacked my ass again as he pushed the dildo way up. I jumped back in surprise, but did not yelp. When it got to be ten minutes he took the dildo out and started licking the entrance to my ass. He started sucking lightly there and it was a great sensation. I didn’t think I could hold back any longer.

“ Please let me come, master. I need to come so baldy.”

He pulled away from me. “ I don’t think you want it bad enough.”

He turned me over till I was on my back again. He began touching my firm breasts and he squeezed my nipples so hard it hurt. He then lightly flicked his tongue across them making them all wet. He noticed that I had quit touching myself.

“ I didn’t tell you that you could stop, continue,” he said.

I continued to touch myself and he began kissing my belly and then went down to my inner thighs. He then just watched me and I could no longer take it I had to come now.

“ Please, master can I come now?”

“ Come. Come for me NOW,” he commanded.

I exploded, my every body part shacking with the intensity of it as I continued to stroke. He then came up and took the blindfold and restraints off. There was a wicked smile on my husbands face.

“ Did you enjoy yourself?” he asked.

“ Yes, very much so.”

He then got up and reached in that bag again and I thought, what now?

He pulled out a collar and a leash. This would be interesting.



The Surprise



Jeff worked as a bartender. He had been in the business for 10 years and figured he'd seen everything. Working in a small seaside town in New England had its ups and downs like anything else. Busy summers, slow winters, but a decent living all around, and even though the hours were long and late, there were fringe benefits to be had. Plenty of free booze, and the frequent pussy to be found. 

Jeff smiled remembering his younger days when he'd fuck 2-3 different women a week. It had led to a few problems, and Jeff had quickly adopted the motto "Don't fish off the company pier."

Nowadays, at 33, Jeff had settled down a bit. He had been living with the same girl for 2 years now, and things were good. Charlotte was 5'7", 135 with long wavy blondish red hair. She had big brown eyes, and a pretty smile. She had that perfect girl next-door look that Jeff loved. Great 34 C tits and long sexy legs topped by the cutest little ass he'd ever seen. Even after two years, their sex life was great. They were constantly exploring new areas to play in, and Jeff felt, for perhaps the first time in his life, content.

One Thursday, the bar was a little slow, and the weather was warm. It was mid-spring, that time of year when northern women were shedding the winter layers and walking around in light summer dresses and shorts. Jeff never tired of this part of the year. 


A stunning woman walked in around 11PM. She was at least 6 feet tall, and ravishing. She wore a tight backless top, and a short skirt that displayed long lithe legs. Jeff wasn't sure, but he could swear he saw the tops of her stockings as she twirled and sat down at one of the many empty seats at the bar. The 4-inch high heels she wore added to the sexy look of her legs and her towering beauty.

Jeff quickly got her order, lit her cigarette and hung at her end of the bar chatting with her trying not to stare. His shift flew by and he realized that if he weren't careful, he'd be trying to talk himself into trouble with her. Her name was Merrill, and she was up visiting friends and family from Atlanta. As they talked, Jeff kept moving right up to the bar to re adjust his hardening cock.

Around 12:30, Charlotte came in as she often did. As gorgeous as Merrill was, Jeff was glad he hadn't tried to seduce her. Seeing Charlotte made him remember why he had changed his evil ways. He introduced them, got Charlotte's drink and went to start closing the bar for the night.

As Jeff cleaned up, he kept hearing laughter from their end of the bar ands wondered what they were talking about. They seemed to be getting along well, at least. After Jeff had ushered the remaining customers out the door, he returned to the bar to let the girls know he'd be done soon. 

"Honey, Merrill's going to come over for a drink after you finish all right? We're having a great conversation, and we don't want it to end," Charlotte's eyes gleamed. 

"Sure, I had fun talking to her as well." Jeff answered. "Just let me finish up."

Merrill stood up to go to the rest room, and true to form, Charlotte accompanied her. Jeff sighed inwardly, after years in bars, he'd never understood that. 

As they arrived at the house, Jeff excused himself and grabbed quick shower and changed into a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. When he came out he found the girls lounging in the living room with a pitcher of margaritas. As the evening wore on they laughed and joked together. The liquor lubricated the conversation nicely until; finally, Jeff reminded Charlotte she had to work in the morning. 

It was decided that Merrill was in no condition to drive home, so Charlotte got her situated in the spare room as Jeff turned in. He lied down, eagerly awaiting Charlotte. Spending the evening watching the two of them had left him hard and anxious to fuck his sweet little queen.

Charlotte took much longer then Jeff expected and he had started to drift off in a drunken haze when he heard Charlotte come in. She moved his body to the center of the bed and straddled him. Leaning down to nibble on his ear, she whispered "Baby, are you too tired to play?" Jeff smiled and started to open his eyes. Charlotte quickly covered them saying "Uh-uh, love, keep 'em closed until I say."

Jeff smiled and closed his eyes. Charlotte grabbed on of his wrists and he only gave token resistance as she tied it to the bedpost. He giggled lightly as she quickly tied his other wrist as well as his legs. Staked out spread eagled on the bed, Jeff heard Charlotte move about the room before finally he heard her say, "OK, now you can look."

Jeff gasped. Standing at the foot of the bed was Charlotte dress in the white garter belt and nylons he loved on her. She had on high heels and a white bra. What truly caught him off guard was Merrill standing next to her in an almost identical outfit except in black.

Jeff started to open his mouth to speak, and realized he had no idea what to say. Here he was tied to the bed with two unbelievably gorgeous women standing in front of him. As he tried to recover and think of anything to say, Charlotte crawled up onto the bed and said "We decided that you are going to belong to the two of us tonight. Any arguments?"

"No." Jeff answered in a flash.

"And you'll do what you're told without hesitation?"

"Anything," Jeff said hoarsely. His cock throbbed painfully.

Charlotte turned and winked to Merrill and straddled Jeff's face. This was very out of the ordinary, as she tended to be very submissive, but Jeff took the role reversal in stride and his tongue quickly flicked out to tickle Charlotte's clit. She moaned softly and reached down to spread her pussy for him.

Jeff was amazed at how wet she was. He lapped quickly hoping he wouldn't drown, realizing that there were many worse ways to die. His tongue lapped at her engorged clit as his teeth grazed her sweet pink flesh gently.

Jeff moaned in surprise as he felt a pair of hands on his crotch. Merrill rubbed his throbbing cock through his shorts, teasing him. His moans muffled by Charlotte's dripping cunt. Merrill pulled his cock out and licked the tip running her hands up and down his shaft.

Merrill curled up between Jeff's spread legs and in one smooth motion buried his cock deep in her throat. Jeff moved his mouth from Charlotte's pussy and moaned loudly. Merrill's tongue slid back and forth across the underside of his cock as her mouth moved slowly up his shaft.

Charlotte reached down and firmly slapped Jeff's cheek "Don't you dare quit licking my pussy, bitch, or I'll make her stop" she said roughly. Anger flashed in her eyes and Jeff virtually threw his face back into her cunt biting her clit fervently. 

Merrill continued to work on Jeff's cock, her mouth sliding up and down the shaft eagerly. Jeff could feel rather then hear her moaning softly in her throat. Without warning she took his meat all the way into her throat causing Jeff to moan loudly into Charlotte's cunt.

Charlotte reached down to grab a handful of Jeff's hair grinding her wet pussy into his face wantonly. She could feel her orgasm begin to build and she slid her hips to grind her ass onto Jeff's mouth as her hand flew to her cunt to rub her clit frantically. 

"Eat it, eat it, oh god yesss…" she wailed as she came on Jeff's face, her juices gushing out of her. "Suck it you little bitch!"

Jeff couldn't believe what he was hearing from her. Usually she had been eager to try new things, but usually he'd suggest them to her and after she'd mulled the idea over they'd move into new areas. He had never heard her like this, but was happy she was getting into it so much. His tongue lapped at her little rosy asshole, but he wasn't sure whether he was more eager to please her, or keep Merrill sucking his cock.

Charlotte's orgasm subsided and she lifted her body off of Jeff's face. She knelt on one side of Jeff's head and motioned to Merrill who removed her mouth from Jeff's cock with a soft wet "pop" and came up to kneel on the other side of Jeff's head. Charlotte nodded to her and she smiled and straddled Jeff's chest.

Charlotte leaned over to kiss Merrill's neck, her hands sliding down her sides pinching her nipples through the black lace. She let her hands slide down to Merrill's black panties and looked into Jeff's eyes. Her gaze locked onto his, she reached into them and pulled out a semi erect 8-inch cock.

Jeff gasped openly. He had heard of women like this but had never seen one up close. His jaw gaped as his eyes widened. 

"Now, bitch, I expect you to remember your promise." Charlotte sneered at him.

Jeff gulped and licked his lips, unsure of how to proceed. Merrill took matters into her own hands and grabbed Jeff's hair, guiding his head forward. "Your turn, slut" she said as her cock slid past his lips. Her cock throbbed as she pushed it into his mouth, hitting the back of his throat. 

"MMpphhggg…." Jeff struggled weakly as Merrill's cock fucked his lips. He had never been involved in anything like this before and felt like he should be protesting, promise or not, but Merrill's hand held his head firm as she used his mouth. 

Charlotte bent close to his head, "How does it feel, bitch?" She hissed harshly, "How do you like being tied down and having your mouth raped? Do you feel like a helpless little slut? Do you like not knowing how deep she's going to fuck your mouth?"

Jeff could only moan around Merrill's cock as it assaulted his lips. She thrust it in deeper hitting the back of his throat and he gagged. The two girls laughed cruelly at him and Merrill kept shoving her now fully hard cock against the back of his throat.

Merrill pulled her cock from his mouth and rubbed it across his face. "Mmmmmm, I think the little bitch likes it, honey", she moaned. She pushed it back into Jeff's mouth and Charlotte reached down to grasp Jeff's hard cock.

"I think you're right, judging by this." Jeff realized that his cock was throbbing violently in Charlotte's hand as Merrill pumped his mouth roughly, her cock banging painfully into the back of his throat over and over again. Tears started to form and run down the sides of his face.

"I'm gonna' give him the whole thing," Merrill muttered. "You ready to deep throat my cock, bitch?" 

Jeff tried to shake his head, knowing he'd never get Merrill's thick meat down his throat, but between Merrill pumping his mouth, and holding his head, he was a helpless captive.

"Mmmmm, this I gotta' see," said Charlotte moving back towards Jeff's head.

Merrill started pushing her cock deeper. Slamming it harder against Jeff's throat. Jeff squirmed, trying to escape but Charlotte reached out and held his head firmly. "Oh no you don't slut, you're going to take all of it."

Jeff gagged and moaned. Merrill's cock slammed into his throat yet again and this time slid down his gullet. Merrill moaned in lust as she slid it deeper and deeper. Jeff gagged and moaned until at last, he felt Merrill's pubic hair against his nose.

"Oh god YES!!" Merrill shouted as she started to pull out. She left the head in as Jeff gasped quickly for air. She slammed it back into his throat. Jeff choked on the thick cock fucking his throat again as Merrill began fucking his throat roughly.

"Yes baby, you love that don't you?" Charlotte jeered at him. "Who's the little bitch now? You like sucking that cock don't you baby?" Her hands stayed on Jeff's head forcing him to swallow Merrill's cock over and over again.

Merrill pulled her dripping cock out of Jeff's mouth and slapped him with it. "Answer her, slut! Do you like sucking my cock?"

Jeff started to say "No.", but realized how turned on he was by the whole situation. Here was his girlfriend force-feeding him the cock of a gorgeous woman while he was tied and helpless, and his cock was raging!! 

"Yes!! I love it," he yelled "Give me more!!!" 

Merrill responded by shoving her cock back into his mouth and continued fucking his throat. 

"Is he doing a good job for you honey?" Charlotte asked.

"Like you wouldn't believe!!" Merrill moaned, her cock pounding in and out of Jeff's mouth.

"Well then maybe our little slut deserves a treat," Charlotte said, "Would you like a little treat, bitch?"

"MMppphhgg...," Jeff moaned, not sure what she had in mind, but hoping she'd give his throbbing cock some badly needed attention.

Charlotte moved down and grabbed Jeff's throbbing cock in her hand. Straddling him, she rubbed the head of his cock greedily against her clit. Her pussy was dripping wet as she lowered herself down onto his cock. Jeff moaned around Merrill's cock and as Charlotte started riding him she reached around to pinch Merrill's nipples and bit her neck.

Charlotte and Merrill continued using Jeff's body for their pleasure. Merrill's cock slipped in and out of Jeff's mouth as Charlotte rode his cock harder and harder. Charlotte could feel herself getting ready to cum and she let go of Merrill's nipples to pinch her own. She exploded over Jeff's cock and moaned loudly. Merrill removed her cock from Jeff's mouth and turned to Charlotte lowering her head to lick her erect nipples. Charlotte screamed as Merrill bit her nipples gently. 

"Oh god I'm gonna' cum!" Jeff shouted. Charlotte quickly lifted her shaking body off of his cock.

"Not yet you don't, we're not done with you yet!!" she said evilly. Jeff groaned in frustration, thrashing against his bonds and wondered what else they could have in store for him.

He didn't have long to find out as Charlotte and Merrill untied his legs and repositioned them so that his ankles were now tied to the headboard. Jeff started to get worried as Merrill positioned herself between his legs.

"Umm, hey look it's not that I haven't been enjoying this, but…" he started.

SLAP. Charlotte's hand whipped across his cheek "Shut up, slut!! You'll take what we decide to give you!"

Jeff felt himself blushing, and a little angry. He and Charlotte had played some pretty rough games in the past and had always used a safe word. He thought about invoking it, but decided to keep mum, and see where things led. 

"Oh look, the bitch is worried," jeered Merrill. "Shall I?" she looked at Charlotte.

"Hmm, not yet." She replied. Charlotte shifted her body and straddled Jeff's face again. Lowering her soaking pussy onto his mouth and wiggling her ass to settle down on his mouth, she leaned forward between his legs and reached around his hips to spread his ass. Jeff's moans were muffled as he instinctively ran his tongue into her wet cunt. "Now," said Charlotte "I want to watch this."

Merrill positioned her hard glistening cock at the entrance to Jeff's ass. His moans muffled by Charlotte's pussy, Merrill started to apply pressure. Jeff clenched his ass reflexively and Charlotte bit his thigh lightly.

"Don't be a bad boy, Jeff," she scolded "or else!" As Merrill's cock pushed harder and harder against his ass, Jeff wondered about what "Or else!" could possibly mean. He concentrated on licking Charlotte's pussy as he felt Merrill's cock start to push its way into his ass slowly.

"Mmmmmpphhggg.." he moaned into Charlotte's cunt.

"Ooohhh, yessssss..." Hissed Merrill in ecstasy.

"Oh my god!!" Moaned Charlotte as she watched her boyfriend's ass stretch around the large cock it was being fed.

Merrill kept up her assault, forcing inch after inch of her cock into Jeff's tight virgin ass. Jeff frantically licked and nibbled at Charlotte's pussy and clit trying to ignore the thick member invading him. As it slid into him he began to relax and realized that his cock was still throbbing harder then ever, just inches from Charlotte's face. He wiggled his hips in hopes of her paying some attention to it, which only served to get more of Merrill's cock into him. 

Charlotte moaned as Merrill began fucking Jeff's ass slowly. In all the times Jeff had fucked her this way, she had never imagined the way it looked. So nasty and dirty, she felt new heat spread through her thighs as Jeff's tongue danced on her clit. Her own ass tingled a little as she held Jeff's ass open for Merrill's cock.

"What a tight little hole our new bitch has," Merrill grunted as she pumped Jeff's ass a little harder. "We may have to do something nice for him." She winked at Charlotte. Charlotte, catching on, moved her hands and took Jeff's cock by the base and began licking it slowly. She had never seen him so hard before. 

"Poor baby," she crooned "I know how to help him" She took him into her mouth and ran her tongue around the head. Jeff groaned and moved his hips gently upwards trying to fuck Charlotte's hot mouth. As his hips rose, Merrill pumped her cock deeper into his tight ass. Charlotte's eyes never left the cock pounding in and out of Jeff's ass as her head began to bob slowly up and down his hard shaft.

Merrill pumped Jeff harder and harder, building speed as she pummeled his ass. It had been ages since she had broken anyone in and she enjoyed it lustily as his ass clenched around her cock. As she watched Charlotte's lips oval around his cock, she knew she would be pumping him full of cum soon.

Jeff felt his orgasm build as Charlotte attacked his cock with the same vigor that Merrill used on his ass. He couldn't believe his own reactions as he felt his cum begin to boil out of his balls. 

At the same moment, Charlotte felt herself slip over the edge and began grinding her cunt down on Jeff's tongue. Wave after wave of lust swept through her as she felt his cock begin to leap in her mouth. She pulled her mouth off of his cock and began to pump it with her hand as she licked the head and watched Merrill's cock thrust deep into his ass.

With a shout Merrill began to pump her load deep into her new toys tight ass. At the same moment, Jeff began to shoot his cum like a geyser. Stream after stream landed on Charlotte's cheeks and face as she furiously licked at the tip. Crazed with lust, she moaned as Jeff's cum spurted onto her skin. She had never denied him any pleasure, but until now, the thought of letting him cum on her face like this had always disgusted her. Now she understood as she lapped at his sperm like a woman possessed. 

"Shoot for us, baby," moaned Merrill. "Let us see your hot cum!" Merrill pulled her cock from Jeff's ass and leaned back looking at the two lovers devouring each other. 

The two girls untied Jeff's shaking body and placed him between them as they snuggled up together. Jeff lay against Charlotte's ass, his softening cock nuzzled between her soft ass cheeks. 

She wiggled against him and said, "I'm calling in sick tomorrow I think."

Merrill lay against Jeff's back, her arm around his waist. Her cock pressed up against his freshly fucked ass and whispered to them both, "Maybe tomorrow, you two can tie me up?"



The Surprise



She pulled into the driveway. It had been a long day. Longer still because he hadn't remembered. Turning off the car, she sighed. He had always been so attentive. So thoughtful. How could he have forgotten? She leaned against the steering wheel, remembering their first conversation. 

It had been a year since they began talking. At first, she remembered wondering who this man was .... what he was. He seemed such an enigma. Being so stoic at first, then quickly warming to her. He had caught her off-guard, and for a year had continued to do so. But today, just when she thought she knew how he would acknowledge their relationship, she was realizing just how much she had come to depend on his attentions. How important they, and he, had become in her life.

She stepped out of the car, and mentally evaluated herself. No, she was no Barbie. She didn't dress to the nines every day. She thought herself attractive enough, but despite all the workouts, there were a myriad of things she would change about herself if she only could. In his presence, however, all those things melted away: she had felt like the most beautiful thing on two legs. 

It had been such a long time since she'd felt remotely like a woman, much less a sensuous, attractive one. Now she wondered if her penchant for the ordinary .... her love of comfort, of home, of chaos ... had somehow threatened their budding relationship. She wondered if the fact that she was not the girly-girl he had said he usually preferred was becoming a wedge. She had hoped their differences would be enhancements, but she felt all the old self-doubts began to creep in as she locked the car door and headed into the house.

Odd. The animals didn't greet her. A faint odor of seafood and garlic wafted through the house. She paused at the front door ... wondering. She glanced around the room, and a large white envelope on the mantel caught her eye. She approached and noticed that it was sitting atop a silk scarf. Her curiosity urged her to open the envelope. Inside, she found a simple, hand-written note: "Put the scarf over your eyes and tie it tight. Don't say a word. This is to be an ultimate lesson in trust." She stood there and looked around the room. Nothing seemed amiss. With a shrug, she lifted the scarf to her face and tied it snugly, covering her lovely blue eyes. 

Immediately, she felt a presence in the room. He eased up behind her, touching her shoulder. She jumped and turned toward him but his hand on the back of her neck stopped her. Whispering into her ear, he said, "Shhhh. Take my hand and follow me."  

He laced his fingers in hers and guided her into the dining room. His hand went to the small of her back as he directed her to sit in the chair he already had pulled away from the table. She looked up in what she thought to be his direction. 

"How did y ..." but his hand gently silenced her question. 

Leaning close, his warm breath on her neck, he whispered as he nuzzled her ear, "Just trust me".  She felt him sit in a chair beside her .... the distinct aroma of her favorite pasta wafting to her nose.

"Here ... open your mouth", he said, as she felt a fork touch her lips. The warm creaminess of the shrimp alfredo filled her mouth. He brushed the sauce from the corner of her mouth with a napkin and leaned to kiss her.  He fed her, then placed a wineglass into her hand. She drank the delicate liquid ... allowing it to warm her throat. He knew all of her favorites, and this wine was no exception. After a few minutes, she motioned that she had enough and he rose and took her hand again, beckoning her to rise and follow him.

Leading her into the bedroom, he closed the door. The soft scent of lavender filled her nose, and she was immediately aware of candles and soft music. He stopped her in the middle of the room and, standing against her back, ran his hands from her shoulders down her arms. 

He kissed her neck and then whispered, "I know you thought that I had forgotten this day. However, I wanted it to be more memorable than any day we have spent together. Now, as we are about to step to a new level, I am asking you to submit. Freely and completely. I can promise you that you will not be disappointed, and that you will be completely satisfied, but you will be completely out of control of the chain of events. All you will be allowed to do is feel. Before we begin, though, I am giving you the opportunity to stop all of this right here, right now. Just say the word." 

He stepped back and slowly began to circle in front of her, watching her face and waiting for her response.  

"Please," she said, her voice barely audible. "Continue." 

"I will do as m'lady requests, as long as she understands that from this point on, there is no stopping what is to come. The only protests you can make is if something is not pleasurable ..... and I don't expect to hear any protest of that nature coming from your lips." 

Quietly she replied, "I understand". 

He raised his hands and touched her face, pulling her gently toward him. Her hands instinctively gripped his forearms and her mouth opened slightly in anticipation of his mouth upon hers. She was immediately rewarded by the softness of the kiss, his tongue brushing lightly against her lips. His hands slid from her face into her soft hair as the kiss gained passion. He was careful not to move the blindfold, however. He liked the knowledge that one of her senses was blocked. 

His mouth found her earlobe as his hands found the hem of her sweater. He knew the next few events would be the ultimate test of her trust in him. Gently he stepped away from her, pulling the sweater with him. She did not protest as the sweater glided over her head and fell to the floor in a heap. 

He stepped toward her again, stroking her now-bare shoulders.  He felt her tremble under his touch, but she did not step away - - normally she would. His hand went to her breasts .... stroking them. 

"I ..... I ...." she began to protest as her self-consciousness rose.

"Shhh .... it's okay" he reassured her as he reached around to uncouple her brassiere and pulled it from her shoulders. He tossed it into the pile that was her sweater. His hands slid down her body to cup her heavy breasts as he brought his mouth to her nipple, teasing it to fullness with his tongue.

"Ohhhhhhh" she moaned ..... he knew she loved having her breasts suckled, so he lingered for a moment, nibbling carefully at the engorged nipples. 

Suddenly, he stepped away. Her breath caught in her throat ..... her first reaction was fear. Had he seen her and been repulsed?? Was she not what he wanted?? Her mind reeled with self-doubt as she stood, shivering and half-naked, in the middle of the room. She crossed her arms over her breasts and trembled. She could only make out faint rustling sounds. Just as she was near protest, she felt him come up behind her, his arms encircling her. She pressed back against him, realizing only at that moment that he had stepped away to disrobe. 

His bare chest now pressed against her back and he began to wetly kiss the back of her neck and across her shoulders. That always drew gasps from her, he knew. It drove her to near madness. He kept alternating between breathing hotly against her skin and kissing down her back until she was squirming with delight, growing weak in the knees. When she neared the point of fainting, he stopped and guided her to sit on the side of the bed.

He knelt at her feet, removing her shoes and socks, and then beckoned her to stand so that he could remove the remainder of her clothing. Stepping back, he admired her .... completely naked in front of him for the first time without her diving for the covers.  She tried to cover herself with her arms, suddenly feeling very vulnerable; knowing in the light he could surely see everything she had always feared that he would see. 

He took her hands in his and pulled her into an embrace. "Don't you know how beautiful you are??" he whispered. "I know you think you have all these flaws, but they aren't important. What is important is that I want to be with you, and you want to be with me. Just relax. I am still here, and I am not going anywhere ..... not tonight, not for a long time to come. I want you to feel nothing but pleasure. You have nothing to fear." He felt her body melt into his as his hands began to massage her back.

"Lie down" he said.

She felt for the bed, and lay down. "Over on your stomach, m'lady", he cajoled, tugging at her shoulder. Rolling over, she felt him raise her arms above her head and move to straddle her hips. She heard his hands rub gently together and then felt their warm oiliness touch her. She jumped at the electricity of his touch, but began to immediately relax into the massage. 

He worked his way down her back, paying special attention to her tense shoulders. When he worked her triceps, he leaned over her, kissing her shoulders and neck hotly, knowing full well how this would affect her ardor. She could feel him, hot and hard, against her back and longed for him to fill her. He began to slide his cock back and forth between her buttocks, teasing her, knowing that she felt him and wanted him. His mouth trailed down her back to her buttocks, as he positioned himself between her legs. He then gently lifted her hips and put his mouth to her. 

"AHHHHH!" she gasped with the sudden intrusion of his tongue, instantly becoming wet.  

He slid his tongue between her lips, searching for the perfect rhythm. Her hips leaned back onto him, his mouth found her clit and sucked it eagerly into his mouth. He drank of her juices, licking them as they rolled out of her. He teased her clit with his tongue until it swelled with passion. Her spasms caused her to fall forward, and he rolled her onto her back, spreading her thighs with his hands. He slipped two fingers gently into her, finding her G-spot. He began to stroke it incessantly, nibbling lightly at her clit. 

She arched her back, riding the waves of orgasm, and he raised his face to watch as she flushed. A fine sheen of perspiration appeared across her body. He removed his fingers, wet with her juices, and held them to her lips. 

"Taste yourself," he whispered. 

She opened her mouth and sucked her own sweetness from them. Lying beside her, he leaned to her and kissed her tenderly, tasting her nectar on her tongue. 

He took her hand in his and moved it along his body, encouraging her to explore. As she gained confidence, her mouth followed: she began teasing his nipples with her tongue and teeth. She listened to him, perhaps for the first time, hearing his sharp intake of breath as her teeth grazed him. His hands were once again in her hair; this time encouraging her travels to more important matters. She, however, had other ideas. 

Being very aware of his body, she was careful to avoid his hard cock. Her hands touched the inside of his knees, sliding up his inner thighs. Her mouth reached his navel and swirled it. His moans guided her as she became bolder and bolder. She kissed his inner thighs, up to his scrotum. She stopped for a second and contemplated her next move. When she decided that he was ready, she lowered her head and put her mouth on him, gently sucking first one then the other testicle into her mouth, rolling them carefully with her tongue. 

She felt him arch, and she knew the next thing she had planned would drive him insane. Flattening her tongue, she ran it up the shaft to the head, gently flicking the underside until she felt it begin to throb. Then in one move, she completely enveloped his cock with her mouth, taking it in deeply, then withdrew slowly ... almost painfully. His loud moaning amused her; she loved having this power over him, even though she knew that it was supposed to be HER in this position. 

She slid up his body, keeping her hand on his cock. She felt the pre-cum ooze out around her fingers and she used that as a lubricant to lightly rub the head.  She felt him begin to move with her. Finding his hand, she tried to encourage him to stroke himself. That gesture, however, seemingly broke her spell over him. He took her shoulders roughly in his hands instead, pushing her on her back. 

The sudden movement frightened her and he felt her body tense in his grasp as a yelp of fearful protest escaped from her lips. He began to murmur encouragement to her, reassuring her that he was not going to hurt her, and she softened, allowing him to slip between her thighs. He reached under her, clasping her buttocks in his strong hands and pulled her onto his cock. 

His entry caused her to gasp and moan loudly. She arched, trying to get all of him into her.  He held himself deeply for a moment, allowing her to adjust to him. She felt him throbbing inside her, filling her with his warmth. His mouth found hers, kissing her passionately as he began to move: slowly, deliberately.

His movements were almost imperceptible at first. He relished her wetness, her warmth, the way her body clung to him both inside and outside. He pressed his cock deeply into her, hitting the most sensitive places. He felt her come, over and over again, listening to her gasp and moan, feeling her body quiver under his touch. He knew, though, that he could not hold back much longer. The joy her body was giving him was too great, and he wanted to look into her eyes when he came. 

He pushed as deeply into her as he could, putting pressure on her already swollen clit, and reached for the blindfold.  As he removed it, he saw that her eyes were wet with tears, and at that very moment, he began to move again. He felt her tense for her final release.  As her body spasmed around him, the sheer erotic sights and sounds of her coming on his cock sent him over the edge.  He looked into her eyes and plunged deeply into her, releasing his own pent-up emotions in one final thrust.  

She felt his cock expand within her and as his hot liquid coated her depths, she clung to him tightly, almost afraid to let go .... afraid to let this night end. 

As they both tried to recover their breaths, he leaned to kiss her. 

"Are you all right?" he asked, genuinely concerned about the tears. 

"Yes," she sighed. "I can't think of a time when I've been better." 

He slipped from her body and eased up to lie beside her, wrapping his arms around her. He felt her trembling and softly began kissing her cheek.  

"You are still so beautiful to me," he said. He pulled the covers up around them. "Were you surprised?" he asked. 

"I thought you had forgotten," she whispered sheepishly. "I was pretty upset." 

"A TRUE romantic NEVER forgets!" he reminded her, holding her tightly as they drifted off to sleep.  



The Surprise



My darling lover, Kate and I had been playing erotically since dawn. I had taken my dearest wife's 'TLC coffee,' as she describes my coffee; her special coffee, and I was now sitting astride her statuesque bounteous body with my prick in my hand as I whacked my fisted hand that gripped my large 'British Standard of Excellence' vein-lined meat off. Whilst I was doing this she was cupping both of her breasts in her cupped hands and kneading and fondling the hard flesh, teasing her nipples by rolling them between her fingers and thumbs. 

...Just prior to this we had been fucking each other into the middle of next week, when I decided to do something she had asked me to her. We had been playing and fondling each other's bodies for quite some time, although I had brought her off and she had cum with my mouth pressed against her quimmy as I tongue fucked her cunny and explored through her sopping valley made by her pouty lips deliciously, sensually exploring her parts with my tongue...I broke off from playing our love games to make more hot coffee and tea. 

After I made the drinks for us I had taken this through to our bedroom had put her coffee down on the dressing table adjacent our bed, and had awakened her by tender kisses on her thighs, moving up over her body to her large, firm, pert breasts, and sucking her nipples into my mouth. Kissing her mouth exploring this as our tongues fought, moving onto her shoulders, kissing her neck and exploring her sensuous body with my tongue and then moving to her lightly down-covered blonde mound, tasting into the slit, teasing her clitty's hood with my sucking lips and mouth. As she rode my mouth she pulled my head against her sex, Katie's hips riding my lips as I sucked and licked exploringly on her cunny.

The early morning sun had come up and now was blazing through the window, illuminating her beautiful body and as I drank my hot tea, I flicked my tea-heated tongue across over her nipples which had became more erected and responsive, while I sucking her lovely large aureoles that capped the fleshy mounds, and traced my tongue flicking across her body to her pubes, then explored through her crack to find her bud of her clitoris and licked it as grew harder, and sucked the pink organ. Her plump pouty lips had parted with desire... 

As I was laying awkwardly across her body and thighs I could not reach her syrupy cunt's opening so I scrambled between her spread thighs and was now sucking on her sweet tasting flesh of her sex and poked my stiffened pointed tongue deep up inside her as I both tongue fucked her and drank her freshly brewed honey. 

She cried out in ecstasy as her shapely beautiful body, tortured and wrenched with orgasm, as her climax racked through her body; after she had cum she released her clasped hands that were pulling my face against her motte, as she rode to ecstasy, now pushing my mouth away from her sex, moaning and crying ecstatically, telling me that she cannot take the sensations any longer.

I slid off her lush sensual voluptuous body. I lay beside her as she recovered. Then she took my towering raging twitching staff in her fingers, fisted her hand to wrap around my dick and pulled the loose outer skin down tightly to expose my purplish-cherry red cap. 

She raised herself up and took the purplish strawberry-shaped tip and lapped her tongue over the tip, tasting the tears of pre cum that had wept out, poking her tongue's point into my stretched slit and teased this with her tongue taking the cap into her mouth and sucked on this strongly, moving her head back and forth while she lapped her over the engorged head with her tongue. Then taking this completely into her hot mouth she took my length into her mouth, swallowed it and deep throated on me. Her throat muscles caressed the bulging tip...Oh; I love my woman fucking me so uninhibitedly with her mouth. 

I moved off from the bed and stood with my back to the window, my long thick blue and purple heavily-veined prick, standing out at right angles to my body. Pre cum leaking out of my throbbing cock's split, spitting the oily, sweet-salty fluid to drip to the carpet. As it fell away from my knob, this strung out like spider strands. 

She wormed her body over to the edge of the bed, turning onto her stomach she lifted her head to taste the coated knob, gently biting on the neck under its engorged head, just under the ridge, and taking the pulsing, throbbing cap into her mouth, flicking her tongue over it. While she licked the cap she was caressing my balls, kneading and caressing them lightly with her fingers. She broke away from my prick, taking first one of my balls into her mouth, then the other, sucking gently on the delicate flesh. Then she took my pulsing, twitching length into her mouth again and continued with her ministrations. 

Suddenly, I had an idea! Pulling my shaft free from her mouth, I held the stem low down on its base, and beat her face and eyelids, her lips and her cheeks with its heavy cap, she responded by trying to catch it in her mouth as she had her mouth open, snapping at the beating pole, her tongue flicking as she tried to taste the glans as I whipped her with it. As the swollen tip contacted with her face and cheeks precum spattered around her face and heavy breasts. My angel succeeded in capturing my prick and I let her have its length with any more fight, I held the back of her head in my palms and thrust her head forward and at the same time trusting my hips towards her, forcing my prick deeply into her mouth and throat.

Releasing my grip from her head she maintained a steady rhythm, her lips gripping my loose skin as she slid her face back and forth on my now pulsing steely length. I could feel my cum boiling in my loins, slowing her by holding her head still, my big cock still in her mouth as she continued to suck on its massive length. I pulled it free from her to prevent in my excited state my sperm shooting out and spraying her throat with my creamy cum. 

I had other plans for my cum...something she had mentioned a while ago. She laughingly complained because I had robbed her mouth of my cock. Scrambling up on the bed with her and slid between her outspread legs. I lay over her beautiful body, she took my stiff length in her hand and guided the tip of my cock to her tight cunt's mouth, and just before she entered me she slid my cock back up her valley to her clitty bud and caressed it over and around it, fucking my slit with her erect clitty's bud. 

Lowering my hips, my cock slid back down the valley and pressed against the tight muscular ring of her tight cunny and as I slowly forced my swollen cock deep into the tight heat of her cunt, she groaned in pleasure as her hips rose to meet and to greet mine, as I slid my length up deeply into her pulsing twitching sheath. This gripping me like a velvet glove, so tight yet so deliciously sensual, not uncomfortable, as it throbbed and pulsed, gripping my shaft. I reaching for the swell of her beautiful firm tits I gripped the flesh and squeezed on the bountiful flesh, bent my face to mouth over the nipple; as I altered position my cock sank deeper still into her lush, unselfishly giving body, smashed against the end of her cave, our hips and pubes grinding as we screwed round and round. 

Feeling my need to spray my hot cream into her to claim her again as mine, I pulled out of her and I slid down between her lovely thighs and mouthed over her cunny, my tongue stiffening up as I penetrated her tightness, tasting her honey as I drank from her fur-lined cup. The taste of her nectar was both salty and sweet.

I raised my body to bring my prick into alignment with her tight sheath's entrance and entered her again. She bucked and rode me furiously, kissing her with a passionate wet french kisses, her tongue fought and tasted mine, as I caressed it over the insides of her lips, then I lifted my hips pulling my cock free of her cunny and knelt on the bed astride her, sitting back on my heels. 

I began whacking my prick over her full breasts as she squeezed her tits and nipples, it was only a few moments I called to her, "take it, you hot bitch," as the shooting jets of hot cum pulsed and spattered over her tits... the last globs splashed onto her flesh, she lifted her tits and cleaned off the cum with her tongue. I slid off her prostrate body and laying beside her we fondling and caressing our bodies, she took my still hard prick in her hand and tenderly sucked out the remaining globs of cum...we shared this in wet and deep passionate sperm-filled kisses...



The Surprise



He’s looking forward to getting home, and he’s bringing home a surprise for his me. He’s hoping that I will enjoy the surprise. When he gets to the house, it seems, as if no one is home, there are no lights on that he can see. He enters the house and hangs up his coat and comes into the living room and stops dead in his tracks, unable to believe what his eyes are seeing. There I am lying on the couch wearing the sexist outfit he has ever seen on me. It’s purple, the skirt barely covers my butt, there is no material covering my tits, he notices it’s because the outfit is meant to hold them up and draw attention to them, not cover them. For a moment he forgets everything just looking at me. He finally realizes that I’m asleep, at first he doesn’t want to wake me up, but then he takes another look at what I’m wearing and remembers his surprise for me. So he decides to wake me after all. He doesn’t shake me or call my name though, he kneels on the floor beside me, and his eyes are drawn to my tits. His hands itch to touch them, but before he lets his hands touch them, he lowers his mouth, and takes a nipple into his mouth, closing his lips around it. Almost instantly it hardens, I moan in my sleep. This gets to him and he sucks harder, not wanting to wait for me to wake. 

I wake instantly I moan again and push my tits up at him asking for more. He chuckles and stands up, and tells me he has a surprise for me. I smile up at him and ask what it is. He shakes his head and tells me to close my eyes and wait. I hear him going to the door and opening it. I hear him coming back into the living room; he tells me I can open my eyes now. I do and just about fall off the couch, it turns out my surprise is a guy. I immediately grab a blanket and try to cover myself as well as giving my boyfriend a very dirty look. He tells me to relax, that Brian would probably enjoy looking at me. Then he gives me a smile and tells me that they would like to have me suck their cocks. I look at Brian to see what his reaction is, and I notice that his cock is already hard. A huge smile breaks over my face; I get rid of the blanket, and proudly show my tits to Brian. I look up at my boyfriend and tell him to come here, and I tell Brian to have a seat until his turn, I wait until he’s almost sitting, then I tell him or he can come over here and fuck me while I suck my boyfriends cock. He practically jumps from the chair he was about to sit in. He takes his clothes off as he comes towards me, the whole time I’ve been busy taking my boyfriends pants off. 

When Brian reaches me I get up and get him to sit on the couch, slowly I sit on his cock, sighing when I have it all inside me. As I take my boyfriends cock fully into my mouth he thrusts hard as he can, I would have screamed had I been able to, so strong was his thrust. He keeps his hands on my thighs to keep me from going anywhere. He starts fucking my pussy for all he’s worth. The whole time I’m sucking my boyfriend’s cock, letting Brian do most of the work for me. Finally they both cum, Brian first, then my boyfriend. The guys both take a moment to get their second wind. 

I ask if they are going to switch places, Brian speaks up and says that he would really like to feel my lips wrapped around his cock. My boyfriend looks at Brian and tells him it’s better if he stays sitting, I chuckle, as Brian asks why. He laughs and tells him that his knees may not want to hold him up once I get started. He chuckles and agrees to stay sitting; I get down and kneel in front of him. Slowly I lick all my juices off his cock, and then as I take Brian’s cock into my mouth my boyfriend slides his cock into my ass. He can tell from my reaction that I was not expecting this, he can also tell that I’m not minding in the least. He gives me a moment to adjust then he sets a steady pace. As my boyfriend notices my moans and groans getting more intense he fucks my ass harder and deeper. I give up even trying to control the pace of my sucking on Brian’s cock and just let my boyfriend force it in and out of my mouth breathing when I can. 

I hear Brian tell my boyfriend to fuck me harder, I groan even louder hearing this. My boyfriend chuckles, and says that he knows that I’m enjoying every thrust. I moan my agreement. He fucks my ass harder than ever, he can feel my body getting ready to cum. He thrust one final time, hard and deep, lifting me off my knees a little. He takes my hand and pulls me up, he looks down at me and tells me he wants me over the arm of the couch, and that I still have to suck Brian’s cock. If I stop sucking, he stops fucking. The deeper I take Brian’s cock the deeper he’ll fuck me. Brian kneels on the couch making sure I can reach his cock, just before I take his cock into my mouth, I turn and look at my boyfriend. With a twinkle in my eye I tell him that once he starts fucking me I won’t have to do anything, except keep my mouth open. He get a serious look on his face and says that he forgot to tell me one thing, I’m not suppose to say a word, just obey. I start to laugh but it’s cut off abruptly when I feel the sting of his hand across my ass. 

Properly chastised, I take Brian’s cock into my mouth, slowly at first making him anticipate what’s to come. Once I have it all in my mouth I really start sucking on it. So that it almost seems as if he’s fucking my mouth, but I’m doing all the work. My boyfriend places his cock at the entrance to my pussy, noting how hot and wet it is, knowing that I’m just waiting for him to shove it in, he decides to see how long it takes for me to start squirming. He kneels there with the head barely inside; before I get a chance to really start squirming Brian pushes so forcefully against me that I’m forced back against my boyfriend, which pushes his hard cock into my pussy. Now that he’s inside me he can no longer hold back. He starts pumping, getting into such a rhythm that I’m bouncing back and forth between the two of them. They keep going until my legs give out under me. 

My boyfriend tells me he wants to go upstairs where it’s more comfortable to do what he wants next. So we all go upstairs, when we get to the bedroom I give my boyfriend a look that let’s him know I’m waiting to hear what is expected of me. He tells me that first I have to get both of them ready again, and that I have to suck on both of them at the same time, so that you’ll both be ready to fuck me silly. I sit on the edge of the bed and bring them closer to me so I can reach them both. I go back and forth between them making their cocks very hard. He takes a step back and says that’s enough, that he’s more than ready to go. He lies down on the bed and tells me to straddle him, I do and before he can suggest to Brian that he fuck my ass, he’s already there getting ready to fuck my ass. They both slide into me at the same time, the feeling of having both enter me at the same time does incredible things to me, making me whimper and squirm. They can feel my whole body quivering from the sensations, my boyfriend reaches up and grabs my tits playing roughly with them. Pinching and squeezing the nipples making me groan in ecstasy. The guys settle into a rhythm and once they get going they pump harder and harder, finally making me cry out when I cum. I collapse on my boyfriend needing to get my breath back. 

When I have regained my composure, he tells me he wants to fuck me standing up. He asks Brian to stand behind me and pick me up with his hands under my thighs, he does this but before he settles me against his chest he puts his cock back in my ass. He slides his cock into my pussy, pushing it all the way in one thrust. Forcing Brian’s cock even deeper in my ass. It only takes a few thrusts before I’m cuming again and again. I finally pass out from so much pleasure, but the guys aren’t done with me yet. They wait patiently for me to come around. When I finally open my eyes, my boyfriend looks down at me and tells me I’ve still got lots more coming that I haven’t been properly fucked yet. Just hearing that makes me moan, I ask him what are going to do to me now. He tell me that first he’s going to lick my pussy and make it very wet and hot, then he’s going to fuck me with a dildo while I suck on Brian’s cock again. 

He spreads my legs as wide as he can Brian sits beside me so that I can reach his cock, and he can reach my tits. My boyfriend starts licking my pussy making it very wet, meanwhile Brian is playing with my tits, squeezing, pinching and generally making the nipples very hard, while I’m making his cock hard. After what seems an eternity my boyfriend decides that it’s time to start using the dildo. He shoves it in, pushing as hard and deep as he can. He pulls it out only to thrust it back in. My boyfriend does this over and over again, until I just can’t take anymore. He tells me that before we’re done he wants to fuck my tits and cum all over them while Brian fucks me doggie style. We all get into position, he wraps my tits around his cock while Brian slides his cock inside my pussy. He lets Brian’s motions do all the work, when he finally reaches the point of being ready to cum he signals Brian. They both get up and cum all over my tits and face. I then bring my tits to my mouth and lick all the cum I can off of them. I hear both of them groan at the sight. They tell me that they now want more, much more. I tell them that the only way they guys are getting anymore is if we do it another day.



The Surprise



Melanie must have fallen asleep waiting for John to get home that evening. He was taking a little longer than usual to get home from work, and she had a hard day herself, so she decided to wait for him in bed. It was a cold December night and she fell asleep with her clothes still on under the cover of numerous blankets. John arrived home a little after 9 p.m. to find his wife fast asleep. "Perfect," he thought. He grabbed the blindfold and hand cuffs from the dresser drawer and began to restrain her to the bed. She would love the surprise he brought home for her…it was the least he could do after the many times she had surprised him in the past. As he was snapping the cuffs closed around her tiny white wrists, she stirred and awoke in a state of surprise. 

"Honey, what are you doing?" she said in a tired voice.

"Shhh, my love, just relax," he said as he put the blindfold over her still sleepy eyes. 

She was now deprived of her senses and feeling quite vulnerable. She had no idea what to expect from him and that both excited and scared her. She heard what she thought was him leaving the room for a minute and then she heard footsteps approaching her bedside. 

"Now sweetheart," he said, "I'm going to take off your clothes, just relax and don't say a word."

He began to unbutton her top and he opened it as far as he could. He wasn't able to take it completely off because of the cuffs, but he did his best to open it wide, exposing her very full breasts. Her nipples stood hard from the cold air and he caressed them as his hand passed to her pants. He unzipped them and started to pull them down her legs, taking her black satin panties with them. There she lay, his beautiful wife, exposed to the world. All of her perfection lay before him waiting to be ravaged. She squirmed a little, and muttered, "It's so cold in here." 

"Silence," he whispered, "things will heat up in a minute."

She felt his hands starting to explore her body, running over her breasts, down her bellybutton and brushing her inner thighs. But something about this seemed unusual, it took her a second to figure it out, and then she knew. 

"Oh my God!" she yelled out.

She had felt two sets of hands on her, one obviously her husband's and one set belonging to a stranger. 

"What the hell is this? What's going on?" she asked.

"Honey, I've brought home a gift for you," he said. 

And with that statement, she felt a tongue slide into her mouth. She accepted it and began to reciprocate; the soft, sweet tongue that was filling her mouth was not that of her husband, but of someone unknown. It felt like silk gliding across her lips, so warm, so soft, she beckoned it deeper. Whoever was kissing her was also fondling her left breast, and doing a good job getting her nice and wet. It was then that she heard a soft moan escape the lips of her unknown partner. It was a moan too soft to come from a man. She knew at that moment that he had brought her a woman. 

She was scared at this realization, but it also excited her. She had always wanted to be with a woman and John had always known about her bisexual fantasies. As the woman's mouth left her lips to suckle her breast, Melanie felt her husband's hands starting to move up her inner thigh and brush her pussy lips. She bucked up underneath the woman to meet John's hand. She had never wanted him to touch her so badly. She was wetter than ever before and longed to feel something, anything inside her aching body. His index finger spread her lips and found her clitoris immediately. He knew her body so well, and he knew where to rub to drive her insane. He began rubbing her clit with his thumb in a circular motion, focusing on the top part of it…her ultimate weakness. She groaned with pleasure as his cold hands slipped along her wet slit. As his thumb rubbed her, she heard him whisper "Go ahead" to the unknown accomplice. At that moment she felt two hesitating fingers enter her. She moaned out as she felt the stranger's hand inside her; she felt the woman's long fingernails scrape her lips upon entering. 

She didn't think it was possible to experience more pleasure than this. Her husband was attached and suckling to her left breast while rubbing her clit vigorously and the stranger's mouth was around her right breast with her fingers inside her. A louder moan escaped her and she felt her legs begin to tremble. John took this as a cue to apply more pressure to her clit and she heard him tell the woman to speed up. Melanie felt the fire beginning to start in her loins and at its peak she came hard while her body thrashed on the bed. 

She heard the two of them quietly laugh as they backed away from her pussy. What she wasn't able to see was that John had grabbed the woman's fingers that were just inside his wife and put them into his mouth and sucked them clean. Melanie felt John getting between her legs; she wouldn't have known which assailant it was if she hadn't felt his enormous, hard cock brush her thigh. He put the tip of his cock at her opening and Melanie felt the woman mount her face. Melanie could smell her cunt right over her nose. She reached her tongue out to taste the woman's flesh and she felt her jump in surprise. 

"Now, Melanie," John said as he spread her pussy lips with his hand, his cock still poking her, "be as nice to her as she was to you, eat her out like a good girl."

Melanie opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out meeting the woman's hot lips. She began to search for her clit. She allowed her tongue to search for a bit, lathering and soaking the woman until she tasted wetness. She then used the tip of her tongue to give long and firm strokes to the woman's very swollen clit. She heard the woman moan and at that moment, she felt her husband enter her swiftly and forcefully. It was so unexpected, that she let out a moan herself while working on the woman's clit. This excited the stranger and Melanie could feel her starting to ride her face while her hands fondled her breasts. 

John was pounding her now, letting out a grunt with each thrust and making sure to go as deep as possible, just the way that Melanie liked it. He lifted her legs a little and used the angle to hit her g-spot over and over. Melanie could feel herself getting close to orgasm. She began to lick and suck the woman's pussy faster and faster, bringing her closer to her orgasm. As the two women were getting themselves ready to explode, they heard John starting to give his usual pre-orgasmic moan. 

"I'm gonna come girls, are you ready for me?" he asked. 

"Yes" hissed the stranger.

"Mmmhmm" Melanie moaned on the woman's clit, knowing that it would drive her over the edge.

At that moment, John released his load into his wife, setting off a chain reaction of orgasms. As his juice was spurting into her, she came around his dick and with that, the strange woman orgasmed on Melanie's face. 

Melanie could feel not only her husband's cum flowing down her thighs, but also the woman's juices flowing down her cheeks. It was the most erotic thing she had ever experienced. John unlocked her cuffs and took off her blindfold. The light hit her eyes and she was blinded for a second, but when her eyes adjusted she looked over at the two bodies on either side of her. Her husband lay on her right side, panting and smiling and to her surprise, her best friend, Danielle, lay on her left side recovering from the strongest orgasm she had ever experienced. 

"Oh my God, Danielle!?!" Melanie said while laughing.

"Yes," Danielle replied giggling, "you have no idea how long I've wanted to do that."

The three of them lay laughing in bed, amazed at what they had just done and all of them secretly hoping that they would be able to do it again very soon.



The Surprise



"So, whacha doin'?" cooed the voice in my ear. I knew that tone. Elizabeth became the next best thing to a siren when she wanted something, or had something special on her mind. Special, of course, meaning some new sex thing or another she'd gotten out of one of her women's magazines. Or else, it was something we done before that she'd found herself missing the feel, scent, sound, or taste of.

Hey, what can I do? If I knew she had these hedonistic tendencies when I married her, we'd have been engaged three weeks instead of three years.

"Me? I'm not doin' nuthin'" I told her, then I covered the phone and mouthed to my secretary to leave us for a bit. Helen nodded, giving that little knowing smile, straightening out her dress and adjusting her stockings as she stood up. She stopped in the doorway and motioned to the lock. Oh yes, I nodded and winked at her. Helen locked the door and went back to the receptionist desk.

"Ya wanna be doin' somethin'?" came Elizabeth's next breathy question. I smiled, picturing her strewn across the divan in my study, something pornographic playing on the widescreen...probably some incense burning on the mantle. Her long, blonde hair would be splayed behind her head, falling across her shoulders and just barely lying along the edges of ample cleavage showing from within a slightly too small bit of lingerie, under a barely there silk robe I bought her for one of our anniversaries.

Which anniversary is silk anyways? Oh well, I forget. 'Sides, that's what search engines are for, or personal assistants, like Helen.

"Mmm," I said, playing along, "something special in mind, or is it a surprise?" I was crossing my fingers and knocking on the desk for surprise. Does knocking on particle board count? I mean, it looks nice enough, and is a pretty sturdy desk...has certainly held me and whoever up on numerous occasions...but it's not made of solid wood by any stretch of the imagination.

Elizabeth, however, knew how to stretch an imagination further and farther than anyone I'd ever heard of, let alone someone I actually knew. She answered, "Yes." I laughed and she giggled in my ear. The sound sent a thrill through my brain and right down my spine. My very toes tingled.

The rest of the day was almost superfluous. I had meetings, spoke when I needed to, and listened the rest of the time, but my thoughts were miles away. I'll just read Helen's minutes later on. She's a very capable assistant, after all.

Driving home, I thought I'd managed to get away with missing the afterwork gridlock, but no such luck. Sitting in the slow moving sea of cars, I listened to something sensual and instrumental on the disc player. Not sure what it was, just an easy, bluesy, jazzy thing to put me even more in the mood. The last time Elizabeth had said she had a surprise, it had been her and Helen waiting for me on the bigger than king-sized bed we had in our playroom.

They'd been dressed in soft silks and wearing stiletto-heeled shoes, their legs covered in simply scrumptious looking fishnets. That had been a double surprise. I hadn't known she'd been aware of Helen's interest in me (and vice versa), nor had I pictured Helen as Elizabeth's type.

Upon reaching home, I opened the door of our condo quietly and stepped into the foyer. No sign of anything right away. No visual sign, I should say. There was a scent in the air that eluded me at first, but then I placed it. It was that sort of odd odor that you find in a new car, or on opening a box full of that bubble wrap stuff they used for protecting things. 

The smell of rubber. Freshly exposed to air, never been used for much of anything.

Intrigued, I made my way into the place. I peeked my head into the living room, then walked by and did the same to the dining room. There I found a small sign. It had obviously been made on the computer upstairs, and was taped to a clothes hanger that was dangling from the chain to the overhead light and fan combo that was centrally located above the table.

"Come out to the garage," was all it said, although it did have a large stylized capital E on it as a signature. I smiled and headed that way, pausing just long enough to remove my coat and jacket. I draped them over one of the dining room chairs and slipped into the kitchen. 

As I put my hand on the knob of the door leading to the garage, I notice it also had a sign. "Stop. Turn around. Bring one of the packages on the counter with you. (No peeking.)"

I paused. A little sigh escaped my lips as I looked at the packages as instructed. "'Curiouser and curiouser'...what game are we playing today?" I mumbled aloud to myself. 

The packages seemed identical. They all appeared to be a pencil box doctored up with a kind of batik surface on top of which sat a similarly decorated bucket. Inside the bucket was a number of bottles, jars, and small objects wrapped in crepe paper that coordinated with the batik. Elizabeth certainly seemed to be going all out.

I took the blue one. It seemed a friendly shade, and wasn't the sort of colour I tended to choose off the bat. Even without knowing what was going on, I was trying to outthink Elizabeth. 

It seemed heavy in my hands, which I knew was just the anxiety of the moment speaking, but I took box and pail and once more approached the door to the garage. It opened just as easily as always, which meant that it moved with no problem for about 30 degrees and then made a thin, highpitched squeal of a squeek that echoed in my ears as it launched itself into the darkness before me.

"'Lizabeth?" I called out. "Are you here? I have the blue package, if it makes a difference."

There was no immediate answer. Then, with no warning, a blue spotlight came on from the rafters. It fell a short distance ahead of me, illuminating a big, padded chair of the kind you might find in a barbershop or dentist's office. The rest of the garage had been cleared out...either to somewhere else, or away from the center of the room...leaving a wide open space that a large rubber tarp had been spread out upon. 

The chair was in the middle of the groundcloth, right in the hottest part of the spotlight. "Have a seat," said a warm, familiar voice from out of the dark. "Take off your pants first," Elizabeth added as I'd gone to sit down.

I still wasn't sure what was going on, but I played along. I had to. Elizabeth isn't the only one who gets into games like this. Slowly, I undid my belt and then unfastened my slacks. First the right and then the left, I kicked off my penny loafers and eased the material down my hips and thighs. I could feel the goosebumps rising as I stripped off my pants completely. Looking down, I realized they weren't the only things to have risen. 

My cock was almost hard. It lay inside my briefs, the tip making a damp spot where the fabric brushed against it. With every movement I made, every second of even the slightest of motions under the unseen eyes of Elizabeth and who knows who else, I was getting harder and harder. 

I finished with my slacks and kicked them off towards the shadowy edge of the spotlight's circle. Turning to sit on the chair, as ordered, I was stopped by the same voice. "Underwear too," they said, and I smiled thinking of the look Elizabeth undoubtedly had on her face at that moment. 

"As you wish," I said. I stepped up to the hot spot for the light, and rotated my hips a little bit. Hooking my fingers in the waistband, I considered whether to inch them down a little at a time, but then decided to just go for it. In one swift motion, I dropped to a crouch, dragging the briefs down, and then straightened back up, releasing them, and stepping out of them. Kicking those aside as well, I again turned to the chair and sat back on it.

The stillness in the shadows waffled slightly as my cock had come into view, and now actually broke with low murmured hmmms and soft giggles mixed with the sound of hungry tongues licking their way across wanton lips. I tried to ignore it, even though it confirmed that Elizabeth was not here by herself. That knowledge, however, made me squirm a bit in the chair and my cock lifted itself even more out of my lap.

Elizabeth came out of the shadows at that point and picked up the blue box. Opening it, she drew forth a blindfold. It was one of those shade things people wear to not be bothered by ambient light in the morning when the sun comes up. She smiled and beckoned me to lean forward and slipped it over my eyes. I could feel her breath against my neck and cheek as she whispered,"Having fun yet?" 

Laughing lightly, I wrapped my hand around my shaft and gave it a long, lingering stroke down to its base and back up again. "Looks like," I said. I sensed Elizabeth moving away and heard the sound of paper being ripped. More of my package, I thought, and listened more intently for clues as to what was coming. 

"Oh my," came Elizabeth's voice in my ear. "That does look like fun. In fact, I'd say that was more my kind of fun." Her nails touched me just above the elbow and ran down my forearm to my wrist. There, her fingers spread out and took hold of my hand, removing it from my cock, and setting it upon the chair's arm. She moved my other hand to a similar position and I heard the soft rustling of fabric rubbing against itself, then a hot breath above the head of my cock and the slow descent of a mouth over my cock...tongue and lips caressing my shaft as they moved farther and farther down. I sighed and rolled my hips. 

Elizabeth had been practicing again.

I went to move my hands to her hair, but was stopped by hers resting themselves upon mine. I paused; distracted by the way she'd begun to bob her head. My entire length would be enveloped by mouth and then released almost totally...her lips closing about the tip and sucking at it before engulfing me once more.

Absently, I heard more paper ripping and then a sort of vibrant tear...almost like cloth, but different...hesitant...like the fabric had some resistance to it. Another ripping, and then something cool and gel-like was laid upon my arms. "What?" I started to say.

"Shhh..." came Elizabeth's familiar voice, dark and husky sounding as it gets when she's really aroused. I relaxed for a moment...then realized she'd spoken from behind me while my cocked was being deepthroated again. 

Who was this? My mind stepped back from the pleasure I was receiving and tried to think who of Elizabeth's friends she'd roped into this. Several appeared in my thoughts, but none that struck me as open enough for this sort of kink. All of her most likely accomplices were married, in the more traditional sense of the term, of course. 

My attempts to solve the riddle were squashed by two things. Strips of cloth were suddenly being wrapped about my arms, binding me to the chair. (Later I realized it was a gaffer tape, which they'd wrapped about both my arm and the chair's, then attached it to itself. They did this after having lubed my forearms to prevent the usual sticking to skin and hair. And, a surprised female voice...much younger sounding than anyone I knew Elizabeth associate with...that said,"Ooooh, what did you have planned for this? Can I spray it on him?"

"Of course you can. And look in the bucket, there should be some other things to try."

"Mmm, butterscotch, that's one of my favorites." Then there came an aerosol-like sound and something cold began covering my crotch. The blowjob had continued, which meant there was at least two people here with Elizabeth, but now it paused and a hand began stroking me, keeping me hard as other things were placed upon my skin and my balls were sprayed down.

"Damn that's cold stuff," I muttered.

The young and perky voice giggled. "Quiet you, sundaes don't talk." 

Elizabeth's laughter joined in and I couldn't help but chuckle as well. "This is Sarah. I'll let you have a proper introduction later on." I nodded and started to give a reply, but just moaned as the third person kneaded my crotch...massaging my balls and using the butterscotch topping to ease their finger in my asshole. "Yes, that's it. Enjoy your dessert." The fondling and fingering continued while the talented tongue returned to my shaft and slowly lapped away what I'd now figured out was whipped cream from one of those dairy case cans.

They slurped it up, dotting the surface of my cock with little nips as they ate me in a whole new way. My hips and thighs...heck, the entire lower half of my body...began to quiver and shake and thrust against the hand and mouth working me over. My arms flexed and I swore as I discovered just how much I wanted to put my hands on the head of whoever was between my legs. Elizabeth and Sarah both laughed once more, and the younger woman licked my left cheek and then kissed me...drawing back when my tongue sought out her mouth. 

"Someone looks about to come, is that so?"

I tried to speak, but language had seemed to not be something I was fluent in any more. Instead, I grunted and tried to use my knees to nudge the third person into faster action. They got the gist of what I wanted, and began sucking hard while their fingers found my prostrate and jumpstarted everything. 

Come erupted into the strange mouth, hot spurts mixed with what remained of the whipped cream's coolness and the sticky slickness of the butterscotch. I arched my back and howled. It had been a while since I'd had an orgasm like that, and I could feel my body tingle throughout every inch of it. 

In the middle of the whole thing, I barely registered a cranking sound. Elizabeth had thrown the lever on the chair and dropped the back so that I was horizontal, then she and Sarah grabbed my legs, lifting and spreading them wide, hooking my ankles on some sort of restraint. I trembled anew as my body was still dealing with aftershocks, and my mind pondered what new surprise awaited me.

The touch of a well-known hand caressed my face as I lay there panting and trying to focus on something other than my dick and the fingers in my ass. Elizabeth lifted the eyeshade and drew it off over my head. I sighed and took in a deep breath. "You make a wonderful sundae," said a slim, blonde who stepped around to Elizabeth's side and rubbed her naked body against my wife's. Her eyes flickered down the length of my body where an athletic looking guy naked but for cock ring and leather collar about his neck was getting off his knees. He smiled at me, wiping whipped cream and butterscotch from his fingers, chin, and muscular chest.

Elizabeth ran her fingers through my hair. "This is Charles."

"Surprise."



The Surprise



"You should see if you can get Carlie into the sack – or wherever," Tanis suggested glibly, chuckling softly as she nodded her head at Carlie across the room. Then, leaning toward Darin, she added, sotto voce, "I heard she's into rough trade – you know, bondage and all that."

Darin nodded thoughtfully, looking over at the unsuspecting object of their conversation, as CArli chatted blithely with other guests. "Hmmm, you don't say." Darin had come to like Tanis, having met her when he started his new job just a few months ago. She was forthright and outspoken, and he liked that she didn't back away from sexual innuendo. They often spoke frankly, and already he had told her things about himself that he rarely told anyone. It was odd to him, but he felt little sexual attraction to her. She was more of a chum than anything else. So, for some reason, he had told her, a few weeks ago, now, how he often had trouble attaining sexual satisfaction unless he was in complete control. "I mean complete control," he'd said, lowering his voice, conspiratorially, "You know what I mean?" His look seemed to be assessing her, as he had continued, "Physically controlling the whole act, you know – aggressive direction, bondage – sadism, some might say – consensual rape."

Tanis had stifled her surprise and responded with merely a raised eyebrow and a shrug of her shoulders. "Oh," she said mildly, "each to his own – though it's not my cup of tea."

Tanis' cup of tea, although she would never have admitted it, was also control – but control through subversion and manipulation. She liked to make things happen. Hence some weeks later, at a rather loud, raucous party, she told Darin of Carlie's alleged interest in rough sex – a complete, as far as she was aware, fabrication – just to see what would happen.

While ostensibly a friend, Tanis had never really liked Carlie. Whether it was jealousy or something else, she couldn't put her finger on exactly why, but her dislike had been simmering and festering, it seemed, for years. Recently, Tanis had begun to make quietly subversive comments about Carlie, whenever the opportunity arose, subtly planting the seeds of vicious rumours, ensuring that they could never really be traced back to her.

Carlie was blissfully unaware of Tanis' machinations, so, when Darin, Tanis' gorgeous co-worker asked her out following the party, she gladly accepted.

The following Friday, after the movie and drinks at a tapas bar, Carlie was glowing. There was something raw about Darin; something she found most intriguing – most inviting; so, when he casually invited her back to his place, ". . . for a nightcap, or whatever," she evocatively growled her assent. Immediately on arrival, the possibility of a nightcap rapidly became "or whatever", disintegrating into a fury of torn and shredded clothing as Carlie, caught up in the intensity of Darin's surreptitious plans, joined willingly the violence of her own disrobing. Some objective part of her brain looked on amazed as she saw herself reveling in her own assault – amazed at her own complicity.

Forcing her to her knees, Darin quickly transformed the imminent oral sex from blowjob to face-fuck to oral rape in a matter of moments. Virtually naked, crouched before the slamming hips of her date, Carlie was transfixed by the not-so-subtle mix of passion and violence pounding past her lips and bruising her throat. There was, paradoxically, something endearing in Darin's fervent hunger – his fingers entwined in her hair, slamming her face against his pubis. Her lips would be bruised, for sure, but she could already feel her lower lips puffing in their arousal.

Abruptly, Darin pushed her off his Steely Dan, loosening his grip on her hair only long enough to spin her around by the shoulders. Throwing her over the side of the easy chair, his hand still in her hair, he pressed her gut against the upholstered arm, and snapped her head back, roughly kissing the corner of her mouth and biting her ear as he let up on his grip. Carlie could only groan in response. She was surprised, indeed, shocked by his rough, insensitive treatment of her, but more than that, she was flabbergasted by her own response. She could feel her throbbing genitals, gaping and dripping, impatient for attention, regardless of the brutality.

Darin ploughed into her – one crushing thrust – his balls slapping against her clit, his hips walloping her buttocks, then bouncing back. Again and again the drove himself into her, filling her cunt, banging her cervix, then drawing back to let her copious juices spray out between them before stabbing her again with his flaming rigidity. Holding her hair like reins, he panted and gasped over her, as, with every in-stroke, he winded her, driving her gut up against her lungs.

Mewing piteously, Carlie braced her hands against the far arm of the chair and tried to save herself from banging her chin, all the while, heaving herself back against the invader, inflaming her own passion beyond anything she had ever known.

Suddenly pushing her head forward with his right hand, without warning, Darin withdrew completely. In a smooth, seemingly practiced gesture, he drew his left hand up across her exquisitely excited clitoris, scooping her natural lubricants up over her anus, momentarily poking his royal finger firmly against her rosebud, until, confused and agitated, it gave slightly. Without missing a beat, Darin set his engorged glans against her pink sphincter and shoved. Before even she had time to protest that she had never taken it that way before, with a mighty thrust he sank half of his rod into her rectum.

"Oooh," she moaned surprised by the violence, yet pleased with the novel sensation. Tightening his grip on her hair, Darin paused only for a heartbeat before forcing himself again, inexorably, until he had plumbed the depths of her rectum. Her eyes wide and glazed, catching her breath, as his stomach pushed against the sponginess of her backside, a satisfied "Wow!" escaped from her lips. She had never felt so filled, nor so involved with anyone elses satisfaction. By the grunts and moans she could hear coming from Darin, and the shivers and spasms in the moments he paused, she knew that he was on the edge. 

Savagely he pulled back then stabbed himself into her – again and again. She could feel his missile, swelling against her delicate rectal tissue. She could feel the growing heat, the living strength, the impatience and the insistence building in him. Although they hadn't exchanged an intelligible word since the initial clench, Carlie felt a growing oneness with Darin – becoming one on his terms, perhaps, but a burning oneness nonetheless. And she loved it; she could feel herself falling, surrendering, giving herself up, a puppet on a stick. — What a puppet! What a stick!

Spasms running up and down the spearing intruder triggered spasms in her rectum. The smooth muscle of her bowel grasped and held, quivering, palpitating – stroking her vanquisher, as she felt him seize and jerk. Howling through his teeth, he pulled her head back, slamming himself impossibly deep into her backside. At the first jets, scalding the depths of her fundament, Carlie's own world exploded into a multi-coloured miasma. Twisting and shuddering, she whined and whimpered, unable to catch a breath between the body-wracking convulsions of her orgasm. Darin thrust mercilessly, firing volleys of seed into the infertility of her derriere. Gradually slowing his assault, he allowed her clasping and wrenching rectum to milk him of every last drop of spunk. 

Meanwhile, wave upon wave of hyper-sensation had left her limp, and witless, on the very edge of consciousness. Never had she cum so hard. Never had she felt so much.

Pulling his slimy tool – now softening, its battle won - from her stretched, yet still grasping hole, Darin, still very much in command, dragged his barely conscious conquest off the chair to collapse in a listless heap at his feet. Holding her up by her hair, he looked down at her with a wry smile. Carlie's eyes fluttered slightly as he quietly said, "Clean me off." Somewhere in her head, Carlie understood that, despite the softness of his voice, this was an order, not a request. There could be no discussion. Darin was in charge, and that was that.

Pulling herself up his legs, she fished, eyes closed, for his dangling schlong, slurping it in once she'd found it. Darin let go of her hair, and standing with his hands on his hips as Carlie, a girl he had only met once before today, worshipped his meat. Throwing his head back, he muttered, almost inaudibly, "Life is good!" Then looking down on the figure bobbing up and down on his soiled member, he said, not really to Carlie, but loud enough for her to hear, "Nothing – nothing turns me on like a woman in submission!" Amazingly enough, he could feel his prick rising to attention under her ministrations. "On her knees," he went on, as if pontificating to the masses, "maybe bound and gagged – all her cavities stuffed – waiting – just waiting, to be taken." His hips began to thrust as, once again, he threaded his fingers into Carlie's hair and began the eager, rhythmic gyrations, back and forth, accelerating – faster, ever faster. "By force," he breathed, pulling Carlie violently against his groin. "That'd be the ultimate," he rasped, as he stiffened and violently came again. Carlie was surprised, and more than a little pleased, at the volume of his ejaculate, considering it was his second orgasm in a very short time. Carlie's throat muscles throbbed and quivered, as she tried to swallow his gift, her face crushed against his gut, struggling for breath, as her nose lay firmly amidst his pubic forest.

Pulling away finally, Darin stepped back into his briefs and tucked himself in. Carlie stayed motionless, kneeling on the floor, gazing at him. She didn't know what to say. She didn't know what to think. Tossing her shredded clothes at her, he said casually, "Here. Get dressed. I'll drive you home."

Carlie was in a trance as she wrapped herself as best she could in the remains of her clothing. She tried to reply sensibly to his few remarks on the ride home, but could barely discern what he was saying. When he stopped in front of her house, she leaned over and kissed him. "That was delicious!" she purred. "Thanks!"

"Sure!" he mumbled, as she got out of the car, trying to hold her clothes around her body. He drove off before she could ask about seeing more of him. Carlie shrugged and smiled to herself, sure – positive – that they would connect again.

"You wouldn't believe it," Carlie confided to Tanis the following week at work, "I have never come so hard or so long!" She smiled a mischievous, impish grin. "Being forced – completely under Darin's control – it was such an incredible turn-on. You have no idea. The feelings of helplessness seemed to amplify all sensation." As she clasped Tanis' hand, Tanis had to subdue the urge to flinch. "Afterwards," Carlie went on, oblivious to Tanis' revulsion, deluding herself with a somewhat romanticized version of the tryst, "while he had me cleaning him and sucking him off, he was sort of apologetic, but when I told him not to apologize, he told me that he could think of nothing more erotic than the idea of a woman, as he put it, 'bound and gagged, with all her cavities stuffed, waiting – just waiting, to be taken.'" Carlie's dreamy look glazed a little more as she added, "And it must be true, 'cause just after that he came again – deep in my mouth."

"Wow!" Tanis observed, raising her eyebrows, "That's unbelievable, unbelievably X-rated!" But, disgusted, behind a mask of interest and awe, she added to herself, "You cheap little tart."

"You really should try it." Carlie gave Tanis' hand a meaningful squeeze.

Slipping her hand away, Tanis murmured, "Nah, I figure I'm too chicken for that," while her inside voice berated Carlie for letting down the female gender with her simpering submission.

For some reason Carlie's self-satisfied grin scalded Tanis' psyche, as she purred, "Really, it was wonderful!".

"Really?" she acknowledged, her false sincerity, barely able to contain the irrational rage that flared to a pathological hatred within her. Her nasty trick had backfired after all that. She was incensed.

"Maybe I can surprise him one day." Carlie whispered. She hugged herself, adding distractedly, "I could be that woman – bound and gagged, with all her cavities stuffed – just waiting to be taken." Carlie rocked herself slowly, pondering the idea. "Hmmm."

That was when Tanis silently came up with her own interesting variation of the plan. Over the next few days, Tanis nurtured Carlie's daydream of offering herself over to Darin, conspiratorially helping Carlie plan her own sacrifice. They laid out a lewd tableau, to greet Darin. Carlie was so excited she didn't notice the thinly veiled loathing that seeped out of Tanis as understated cynicism.

Working quickly, before she had time to consider all the ramifications, before she had time to change her mind, Tanis encouraged Carlie to do it. That Friday night – the Friday night of a long weekend – the chosen day – Tanis assured Carlie it was a go. She'd guarantee that Darin would head over, intrigued, to Carlie's right after work. The prospect left Carlie bubbling with excitement at the promise of the intense sex to come.

Carlie spent the day, preparing herself, arranging the props, and setting up the video camera to capture her surrender. By four-thirty she was nearly beside herself with anticipation as the appointed hour approached. Tanis had said she'd make sure Darin was there by five-thirty, so Carlie gave herself an hour for the final descent.

She started by turning on the video camera and addressing the lens. "Just a record of my surrender, so we can relive it again and again." Then she set to duct-taping the leg of a bar stool to the coat tree. She secured a long flexible dildo to the coat-tree by impaling it on a coat hook and taping it firmly. Removing all her clothing, she put one end of a pair of handcuffs on each wrist and hung their keys around her neck on a gold chain. Then she pulled a sort of open leather harness or helmet over her head fastening it under her chin and letting the strap ends dangle at her shoulders. She couldn't help smiling as she seriously set about arranging her amazing depravity. She slowly threaded a huge black dildo into her rectum then pushed a large swirling vibrator into her vagina. Pushing her ass firmly against the back of the stool, effectively locking the dildo into her ass, she belted herself securely to the stool. Butterflies of apprehension fluttered in her stomach, brushing wings up against her genitals. Biting her lip, she pushed on. Methodically she strapped her knees together around the upright of the coat tree, holding the vibrator prisoner within her sex.

"Just follow the steps – one at a time – one after another," she instructed herself. She and Tanis had worked out the routine, if such a thing could ever be considered a routine. Excitement rattled her psyche, a hint of concern prickling at the back of her brain, but its edges merged hazily with passion and lust. "Here goes," she whispered, taking a quick sideways glance toward the camera lens. The red light stared impassively, as, with a deep, breath, she leaned forward and carefully, inexorably deep-throated the jutting dildo. Grasping the rack tightly with both hands, she pulled herself forward, feeling the smooth wood push between her soft breasts. She squirmed her chest a bit until the post nestled firmly in her cleavage, separating her naked breasts.

Still holding the coat rack, she paused for a second, then, handcuffs hanging from her wrists, she pulled the dangling ends of her leather head-gear around the post of the coat-rack and, threading the buckle, mercilessly pulled her own head in tight against the post and deep onto the faux cock. "What a sight," she marveled, dropping her hands to her sides, and closing her eyes in an effort to study herself objectively.

Finally, she turned on the vibrator, then reached both hands behind her back, and, lifting her feet up toward her ass, she snapped the dangling handcuff of her left hand to her right ankle. Her heart pounding, Carlie hesitated, trying to control heaving chest. She sat motionless for a long moment. This was the moment of truth – the point of no return. Her breath puffed and hissed around the massive dildo that filled her mouth. "What am I doing?" A part of her mind was truly puzzled, but on the surface she was calm. "Just wait," she answered herself, "It'll all be worth it." And desire welled within her fundament, "Oh, so worth it!"

"Mmmm," she purred, thinking of the delicious arousal to come. Then with a determination that belied her physical position, she reached for her left ankle, grunting with the exertion as she lifted her foot and felt the empty cuff rattle against it. Grabbing with her already secured left hand, her concentrated breath puffing and snorting through her nose, she fumbled with the last restraint and finally snapped the cuff closed, fastening her right hand to her left ankle. At last she was truly helpless.

Then she waited – the eager anticipation began. The vibrator was arousing her, but her arousal was somewhat attenuated by the aching of her limbs and the stuffed discomfort of her throat. Slowly, nonetheless, her ardour was inflamed, until at last she experienced an orgasm that seemed to grow and grow, leaving her breathless, panting and sweating. The evaporating sweat sent shivers through her body, and she wondered how long it had been, and when Darin would arrive. She ran the scenario through her head over and over, and trembled with anticipation as much as chill.

Carlie got increasingly uncomfortable, and began to worry about how much time has passed. The phone rang and she heard Tanis leaving a message. "I suppose you're still a little tied up. We're all going down to Jack's. Meet us there when you're through, if you can." While she ostensibly sounded so casual and innocent, Carlie thought she could detect something else – an edge. Jealousy? Self-satisfaction?

Carlie's limbs eventually went numb, though they ached whenever she tried to flex them. Her helplessness was frightening, now, amplifying her fear and confusion more than her stimulation. "Fuck, time is creeping slowly!" she complained to herself, surprised by what she assumed was a distortion of actual time. It seemed like hours had gone passed. "Omigod! Where is he?"

Eventually, she began to dehydrate. Her throat became puffy, making breathing difficult – threatening to cut off her air supply. As the night progressed with no sign of Darin, she drifted in and out of consciousness. In the morning, evident by the light in the windows, Carlie was woken by the phone once again. "We missed you last night;" Tanis' voice sang in almost a taunt, "hope it was good." Carlie's screamed response was little more than a pathetic whine from her parched throat – well muffled by the huge phallus filling her mouth. "I'm going away for a few days." There was just the slightest hint of a chuckle in her voice, "I'll call you when I get back."

Something had gone awry, although she couldn't have known exactly what, and certainly didn't even suspect Tanis' involvement – at least not consciously. Carlie suddenly began to panic. What had she done? She had abducted herself. Was nobody coming to rescue her? Abruptly shaking and twisting and struggling, Carlie overbalanced the stool-coat-rack contraption and crashed face-first to the floor. Her nose cracked against the upright of the rack and the rubber cock in her mouth, pounded the back of her throat, almost ripping a new opening. Suddenly still again, she could feel blood oozing from her nose, seeping into the edges of her mouth, its metallic flavour blending with the overpowering taste of latex. She could feel her bruised throat swelling, further restricting her air passage. She lay motionless.




The Surprise



As the hours dragged by, Carlie felt that her body was catching fire. Burning throat, burning limbs, burning genitals – the batteries of the vibrator had long since died. Carlie could feel her distended bowels cramping and spasming. Her head ached and her nose throbbed. She marveled at how well she had trussed herself, given that she was a true bondage neophyte. If only she had not been so efficient. Drifting in and out of consciousness, the edges of reality merged with the hallucinations of delirium. Carlie dreamed – both of sanctuary and nightmare. Time seemed to waft past her with the capriciousness of a zephyr – sometimes plodding and sometimes flying.

In the middle of the third night, she heard a key in the door. Although her thoughts were barely coherent, she hoped that maybe Darin was coming at last. Surely it must have been him, using the spare key Carlie had given Tanis, to give him. "At last! Here at last!" she breathed, mutely, feeling a flare of hope light her brain. "Better late than never," she added, wryly, "But, it kinda takes the edge off 'the surprise'." Nonetheless, the pending flood of relief held barely in check, she struggled to control her breathing. Mewing around the dildo, through her swollen, parched throat, Carlie whimpered to her would-be rescuer, but the footsteps stopped before they reached her. Someone was there – what were they doing? Carlie struggled pathetically, but was unable to turn to see the interloper.

Had she been able to, she would have observed Tanis pulling the DVD from the video camera, and copying it carefully onto the hard-drive of her laptop. Only when she had finished the copy and returned the disk to the camera did she look over at Carlie. "Still with us, eh?" she whispered. "Has it been everything you expected?"

Truth was that Tanis had neglected to mention to Darin anything about Carlie; indeed, Darin had gone straight to the airport, departing the environs for the entire long weekend.

Carlie heard the whispered voice but couldn't actually make sense of the words. Her cries of "Please save me!" were little more than whimpers in the silence of the apartment. The footsteps were receding again. She couldn't believe it. Heaving herself to and fro she tried to turn over but was unsuccessful; meanwhile, Tanis slipped out of the apartment, locking the deadbolt surreptitiously before stealing out of the building into the hush of wee morning hours. She discarded her latex gloves in a trash bin some blocks away.

Carlie huffed and choked weakly, her eyes wide in disbelief. Finally the realization that she really was going to die dawned, but her dehydrated body could barely even produce tears. Her heart stopped beating about thirteen hours later.

Tanis watched the video over and over with a glittering coldness that seemed to grow in her. It was the middle of the next week, when the body of the unfortunate Carlie was finally discovered by the apartment manager, at the insistence of a concerned co-worker. Everyone was horrified. Had she been murdered? The investigation immediately answered that question by viewing the video. "Death by misadventure." Everyone who had ever met Carlie, with the exceptions of Tanis and Darin, were completely mystified. Darin almost let himself feel guilty, but then shrugged, "What, did she think I was a mind-reader? She didn't even let me know. What a flake! Anyway, it was nothing to do with me."

Some time later, after having watched the video hundreds of times, after having masturbated to the video hundreds of times, Tanis clandestinely uploaded it onto the web, "for the rest of the world to enjoy." Maybe someday she could, surreptitiously, steer Darin in the right direction – help him just stumble upon it.

© 2004



The Surprise



He sat there in the truck feeling lost. He was late, and he had missed her. The note taped to the steering wheel explained it all.

"I know you're going to be late Hun, your boss flagged me down and explained the flat. I cancelled our reservations at the restaurant. I am not sure how late you will be so I am just going to go home. See you tomorrow my love---kiss kiss."

He had been thinking about it all day too. They were supposed to go dancing after dinner. The thought of her body moving so close to his had kept him slightly excited all day. He knew she would wear that little black dress too, and knowing her...no panties. Just to tease him! But now because of the tire blow out he had missed her. It was late and he was starving so he decided to just give up and go home to leftovers and try to call her.

When he went inside, his apartment was dark, but he heard music--it was one of his favourite songs--chrome. He went to see if he had left the CD on all day and that is when he noticed the glow coming from the dining room. It was candle lit. Instantly he smiled. He stood at the doorway and gazed at the most delicious feast he could have seen. There she was. Lying on her stomach feet crossed in the air behind her, on the dining room table wearing only the necklace he had given her for her birthday the week before. There were candles all over the room, casting more than enough light to see her tanned skin against the white table cloth. 

He had a perfect view of that smooth, round ass. His excitement instantly came back. He wanted to just walk over and bite it, but he was paralyzed by the shock of this beautiful sight. Then she spoke....

"Thought you might be hungry sexy man"

Even her voice was sexy, he thought. He was brought back into reality again but she was still there, this was real. It was only now that he saw the bottle of chocolate in her hand. She poured a little of the chocolate on her finger then brought it to her mouth, wrapping her lips around the base of her finger and slowly pulled it out. 

"Mmmmm...want some?" she said with that sly grin that he had seen so many times before. "Oh you know I do, love."

She playfully offered him the bottle. He took it from her eagerly and poured just a drop on her plump ass. He bent down and licked it off. Then he took that bite he had wanted earlier. Her body tensed, then relaxed again and she giggled. He loved that sound. She rolled over on the table and lay down fully, exposing her breasts for him. They looked so ripe and juicy, he wanted to suck them! But he resisted the urge just for now. He wanted to take his time. She was so beautiful. He poured the chocolate on her tummy first, then leaned over and licked it off. She moaned slightly as his tongue caressed her skin. Then he poured a drop on her neck and up to her lips. He kissed her neck sucking up the sweet syrup, slowly moving across her face until their lips met in a sweet passionate kiss. 

As their tongues danced, he poured more of the chocolate all over her breasts. The feel of it instantly made her nipples rock hard, and he quickly moved his mouth there. His hands grabbing and squeezing her breasts firmly. He took one nipple in his mouth, tongue swirling around the hard tip. Then moved to the other, flicking his tongue across the nipple, and rolling the other between his fingers. Her body moving under his touch. She moaned with great pleasure. Both of them were excited and breathing heavy now. He grabbed a hold of her hips now, swung her body around and pulled her to the edge of the table. The cloth under her made this very easy. He left her breasts and kissed down across her stomach again, just where her thigh met her hot wet pussy. He tossed the bottle of chocolate across the table and said, "You're sweet enough love," and quickly plunged his tongue in between her sweet lips. She cried out with pleasure. She was so hot and wet on his tongue as he licked her pussy over and over. From her juicy hole right up to her soft clit. Her moans getting louder now as he shoved a finger deep inside her.

She cried out over and over, her body writhing under his touch, as he licked her clit in unison with his pounding hand. She brought her legs up to his shoulders and grabbed his head with both hands pulling his face tight to her juicy hot pussy. His other hand squeezing her ass underneath, her hips bucking wildly under his face. Until finally she calls out,"oh god!.I want you to fuck me"

His cock was so hard now. He wanted her so badly, he didn't argue. He stopped only for a second to pull off his shirt then returned his hand to her pussy, his thumb stroking her clit as he reached out with the other to pull her body up to him. They quickly met in a hard passionate kiss. His thumb still stroking her clit, her hands working the buttons of his pants. She released his hard cock now, and his pants fell to the floor. One hand grabbed his ass and squeezed hard the other stroking the length of his cock. Her legs wrapped around him as she guided him to her hot waiting pussy. She let go with her hand and brought it to his face as they kissed deeply, and pulled him in quickly with her legs.

"OH god!!" she cried.

"Oh yes, love" he said with his husky voice. He pulled his cock out and shoved it in again deep. It felt so good to be in her hot, juicy pussy. He took long deep strokes in her tight pussy. Wildly kissing, he moved his mouth down her neck. She tilted her head and arched her back, and he bent down to take a nipple into his mouth. Sucking hard and gently biting her breasts. His cock pounding hard into her faster and faster. She lay back on the table again and took her breasts into her own hands, squeezing them. He brought her legs up to his shoulders and pressed his weight to her. Fucking her hard now. His cock pounding into her pussy over and over, deep and hard. She brought one down away from her breast to her clit and stroked it. Her moans couldn't be quieted even if she wanted to.

"Oh yes!!!---fuck me hard!!!"

His hands grabbed her hips and held her tight as he slammed his cock into her over and over. Her cries building into screams as she was reaching her peak. He couldn't hold back any longer. "oh yes..." he called out, "cum with me love"

"Oh yes. Oh my god, yes!!!" she screamed as her body trembled with her orgasm. Her pussy clenching his cock as he pounded into her, until finally he exploded inside her. His voice trembled, "I love you. And collapsed on her chest. Her arms wrapped around him, breathing heavily she whispered back, "I love you."



The Surprise



I awake to the dawn, soft tendrils of light streaming in from the bedroom window. I smile to find your arms wrapped around me, holding me safe and warm in your embrace. I twist slightly in your arms to look at you. You make a small noise and try to hold onto me, fearing that I will leave your side. No worries, there, my love... I am going nowhere. Your breathing evens out as I settle, leaning on one shoulder. As I gaze upon your peaceful, sleeping face, I am once more touched by the knowledge that you love me. I spent so many years in love with you, never knowing you felt the same until that night when we could no longer hold our feelings back from each other. And now, here you are beside me, my every desire come true.

Very gently, so as not to wake you, I brush your hair out of your face. I am amazed, as always, at how gorgeous and terribly sexy you are. Familiar feelings of lust overtake me, fueled by the depth of my love for you. You do things to me and make me feel things no one else ever has or could.

I sigh deeply, remembering last night. Closing my eyes for a brief moment, I recall the feel of your hands and mouth all over my body. I remember the peaks of pleasure we took each other to, the wild look in your eyes and the sound of my name on your lips as we scaled the heights of passion. I can still feel the warmth and wetness between my legs and I reach a hand down to find very real evidence of our love-making. I grin evilly as I realize that I have held your juices inside me all night as we slept. Relaxing my muscles a tiny bit, I feel the wetness ooze out slightly and then once again tighten up. I run a finger through the fluids then brush against my clit, sharply inhaling at the sensation this causes, as I draw my hand upward toward my mouth. My finger is slick and shiny with our combined juices and I cannot resist the temptation to taste them.

The taste is tangy and slightly salty, absolutely delicious. I want so much to share this with you so I once again reach down, then bring my cum-slicked hand to your mouth and gently pass my wet fingertips across your lips, delighting in the look it gives your mouth. I lean over and begin to kiss you softly. I can smell the heady, musky scent as you begin to stir and I deepen the kiss. I draw back and you sigh as you open your eyes, smiling. I smile back. You start to say something and I place my finger across your lips. "Quiet," I whisper. The look in your eyes is quizzical but smoldering and it spurs me on.

I push the covers down to expose your body to my gaze. You are already hard and it is all I can do to restrain myself from straddling your body and riding you. My eyes sweep back up and lock onto yours. I break into a slow, seductive smile as my hands roam across your chest, down your stomach, between your thighs. For a moment, I take your swollen cock into both my hands, stroking it's length. Oh, how I love the feel of you in my hands! I release you and you gasp audibly. "Baby..." you start to say, but I shake my head. "Hush," I command you. "Not a word, understand?" You nod and there is a haze of anticipation on your beautiful face.

I turn my body until I am facing your feet and move myself onto your face. I lean over you as I lightly graze your mouth with my clean-shaven pussy. You flick your tongue at me and I shudder. You bring me down further with your hands and begin to lick me, stroking my clit with the tip of your tongue. I press my mound down harder, silently begging you to eat me. I feel you teasing me, licking me, and then I cry out as you slip your tongue into my wet depths, fucking me with it. Abruptly you stop but your mouth is immediately on my clit again and you take it between your teeth gently, pulling just enough to drive me wild. I had wanted to take this slower, to tease you until it was unbearable, but all I can do is ride your face as intense warmth spreads through my entire being.

My breath comes faster and I grind against your mouth harder. You suck at my clit while every now and then you teasingly lick me. I want to cum and I tell you. "Please, baby, make me cum!" I am so close now and find that the shoe is on the other foot -- I am the one who is being teased until it is unbearable. I whimper softly, wishing for release. I know that you are pleased with yourself at having turned things around but you have little idea of the surprise I have planned for you. 

My body begins to shudder with the first pangs of orgasm. I can no longer control my actions or reactions; I can only give in to the sensations enveloping me. Your hands run across my body, up to my breasts to pinch my very sensitive nipples. As you roll them in your adept fingers, my whimpers become screams and my body is wracked by one delicious contraction after another. I become aware that I am cumming into your mouth and that small part of me which is still coherent is thrilled, knowing that I am flooding your mouth with both my own fresh fluids and those from last night's love-making. I hear a muffled cry from you and know that my surprise has been received most willingly.

As my body begins to recover, I roll off your face and turn to look at you. Your face is slick and wet, your eyes dark with the heat of passion. You reach out and grab a handful of my hair, pulling my face down to yours. You kiss me almost violently, plundering my mouth with your tongue. Once again, I taste our juices on your lips but this time it is more intense. Crazy with lust, you pull me atop you. I straddle you and lower my body onto yours, impaling myself with every inch of your hard cock.

What started tenderly has become wild and rough. We lock eyes and see in each other the heated depths. I ride you, harder and harder, feeling your cock move in and out of my hot pussy. You place your hands at the small of my back, holding me at such an angle that I can feel you very deep inside me. We move together, every stroke bringing us closer to exquisite sensations for which there are no words. You thrust upward to meet my every move. Your breathing is harsh and ragged and I know you are close to exploding.

The room is filled with the scents and sounds of raw sex as I cry out, "Yes! Fuck me, baby. Fuck me!" Our bodies slam together ever harder and as I begin to cum again, I hear you gasp. Your body stiffens at the onset of your orgasm and you call out my name between clenched teeth. My senses are overtaken -- the sight, smell, and sound of you drive me over the edge and I can feel my pussy grip tightly at your thrusting cock. Waves of pleasure fill my body, just as you fill my pussy with your hot load. We ride the waves together, clinging to each other as if for life.

I collapse upon your chest, still shuddering and feeling the muscles in my pussy contract uncontrollably. Our breathing becomes quieter as we lie there. You gently stroke my hair and whisper into my ear, "I love you, baby." Wonder and amazement in my eyes, I raise my head to look at you. No matter how many times we make love, the pleasure I feel with you is never diminished.

"I love you," I softly say and kiss you tenderly. "That was supposed to last longer," I add with a small chuckle as I cuddle beside you.

"We have the whole weekend for that," you reply with a grin. We laugh for a moment, contemplating what the weekend might bring, and then you wrap your arms around me once more as we steal a few hours' more sleep.



The Surprise



Nickelle stretched as she woke up and reached for her robe. It wasn't there. She sat up and looked around the room confused. She rubbed her eyes to completely wake up, and slowly slipped out of bed. Nickelle had always slept totally nude, so she knew that she had hung her robe on the bedpost before she went to sleep. She searched around the room but it wasn't anywhere. It was then that she noticed there were little pieces of paper on the floor in a line. She soon forgot about being nude, and stooped and picked up the first piece. It has one word on it. 

"Hi" 

Nickelle didn't know what to make of this and started picking up all the pieces of paper. She noticed that there were quite a few and she followed the trail down stairs and into the kitchen. The last one was lying on the table and it was a whole sheet of paper. She laid them out across the table and made out what they said. They were all numbered and she put them in order. 

"Hi, if you check your closet and drawers you will notice all your clothes have been removed." 

Nickelle then remembered she was completely naked. She was totally confused to why someone would take her clothes. She kept reading. 

"Yes, little one you will have to see what you can come up with for clothes." 

Then she went on to the sheet of paper. 

"You will have to make something that will satisfy me in every way. I will be there around 7pm tonight to pick you up and take you with me and have you serve my every wish. You had better be a good girl, and do as I command to make your Master very happy. If not, you know what will happen. Now take your cute little red headed butt and start getting your things together. You will be gone for a couple of days. Master Samuel." 

Nickelle sat and stared at the letter. Her first thought was "How dare he break in my house and steal my clothing. How can he even have the nerve to stay gone for so long and think he can just walk back into my life." 

Samuel had been gone for 6 months. He was her Master before he just disappeared on her, no notice, no warning, just one day he quit calling and coming around, and she hadn't heard from him since, till today. Strangely she got excited. 

She missed him greatly, but she was finally getting over him. Her feelings were mixed on him showing back up in her life. It didn't take long for her to make up her mind. Nickelle could never tell Samuel no. 

He did things to her that made her melt. Nickelle looked at the clock; she was up late last night so therefore she had slept late today. 

It was already 4pm. Nickelle's old subservient instincts quickly came back and she didn't hesitate to hurry to follow her commands given to her on paper. 

She jumped out of the chair and was wondering what she could use to make some type of clothing. She remembered that Samuel loved having her barely clothed, so she didn't have to have much. She ran around the house looking for something anything to make some skimpy clothing out of. Then she remembered her elephant ear plant and walked over to inspect the leaves. 

They were big enough to almost completely wrap around her curvaceous body. Nickelle giggled as she thought of an Adam and Eve plot as she clipped four leaves from the plant and ran off to her bedroom. 

She was arranging the leaves in front of the mirror trying to get an idea of how to wear them. Nickelle figured out if she arranged them just right she could have a halter and a mini skirt. She started to work and soon had her outfit together the only thing was she had to think of how to keep the leaves on. So she started thinking. 

She ran to her closet and took the shoestrings out of her tennis shoes. Nickelle carefully poked holes through the ends of the top leaf to make a kris cross pattern so that when she laced it together it left her back bare except for the laces to hold it around her chest. She then took two leaves, the first one to cover her genitals and the other to cover her bottom. Then using more laces and made the same criss cross pattern to connect the two leaves together on her hips. Leaving her hips bare and showing off her smooth skin. 

Nickelle looked admiringly at herself in the mirror. Nickelle is a very attractive woman She was very petite 5' exactly and 100lbs if that. She has beautiful fire red hair that is wavy and past her waist. She has perfect 32 B tits, which at 30 (though she doesn't look a day over 21) still stand just as perky as they were in high school. 

Her eyes are the brightest green, like emeralds sparkling in the sunlight, and she has the smoothest, prettiest olive complexion, that had darkened nicely with her summer tan. Nickelle could have been a model if she was just taller, but she was happy being short. 

Her body was perfectly proportioned except her butt was a little on the ghetto side. That was okay with her because she received many of compliments on her round behind. Plus she is the cutest and spunkiest little thing you have ever met, and you just can't help but be drawn to her. 

Nickelle was just one of those people that everyone loved to be around. Everyone knew she was beautiful, you couldn't miss it, but Nickelle never let on one bit that she was pretty or ever acted like she was any better than anyone else. Everyone in her eyes was just as beautiful as she is. 

People often laughed and commented that she had to have either been a fairy, sprite, or pixie reincarnated as a human. 

She couldn't help but admirer her own body in her new outfit. She carefully took off her homemade clothing so she wouldn't ruin it while she was getting everything else together. She packed a small bag of essentials. She once again checked the clock it was already 6:45. 

Nickelle quickly put back on her Garden of Eden clothing, and anxiously waited for Samuel to arrive. As she sat on the couch she started to think about Samuel. 

God he was beautiful. He was 6'2 and thoroughly dwarfed Nickelle. She felt even tinier than she was next to him. He was built like a god, every woman's dream man, tall, dark and handsome. Every muscle in his body was ripped to perfection, his family was mainly from Italy, but his mother was from America and refused to give her son an Italian name, so she named him after her father. 

She could clearly picture his dark forbidden eyes as he looked at her with lust, his full lips as they connected with her body. She was starting to remember everything about Samuel, and she could feel herself getting wet and turned on. Gah he did it to her every time. Just then she heard her door open. He didn't even bother to knock. 

"Well little one did you miss your Master?" Samuel asked in his deep sexy voice. 

Nickelle looked at the floor; afraid to meet his eyes for she knew the power he had over her. "Yes sir, very much." She replied. 

"Good, I missed you too little one, you served me very well. I see you followed my orders. Now stand up and turn around for me so I can see what you have come up with." He commanded. 

Slowly Nickelle stood up; her head still bowed to the floor and did a circle for her Master. 

"Mmmm I forgot how tasty you little body is. Very good little one and very creative. You remembered how much I like you in very little clothing. I'm very pleased. Now we must be going collect your things" he growled at her. 

Obediently Nickelle grabbed her overnight bag and headed towards the door. Samuel grabbed her and turned her towards him before she reached the door. Nickelle quickly sucked in and held her breath and waited to see what he was about to do. 

Samuel picked her up and pulled her body to his, then leaned down and placed his lips upon hers in a deep lustful kiss. Nickelle moaned and melted against him. Samuel released her and she slid to the floor her knees weak and he led her out the door.  

Nickelle quickly got in Samuel's car and waited for him to take her wherever he wanted to. She then felt a blindfold being put over her eyes. 

"You will not be seeing where we are going little one. It is a surprise, the reason why I have been gone for so long. I have a question for you before we leave, and I expect it to be answered truthfully. You know what happens when you lie." 

Nickelle nodded in agreement. 

"Have you had anyone else since I left?" he asked. 

Nickelle shook her head no. 'How could I after you?' she thought to herself. 

Samuel removed the blindfold and looked deep into her green eyes. "Answer me out loud, so I can see your eyes. You know I can tell when you are lying to me." 

"No sir, I have not sought out or been with anyone else since you left." She said in a small voice. 

"Good girl, I'm very proud. I will not leave you again my precious pixie; I missed you more than you will know. Now lets get going." He replaced the blindfold and got in the car. 

"Drink this." He handed her a bottle; she was curious to what it was but didn't dare ask so as not to make him mad. 

Nickelle did as she was told, and was soon sound asleep. When she woke up she was still clothed in her leaves and the blindfold was still on. She tried to move but it was impossible she had been tied to the bed she was laying in. 

"Ahh good little one I see you are awake." 

She heard his deep voice say and she turned her head in the direction that it was coming from. He began to caress her hair away from her face and slowly slid his fingers down her arm. 

"Mmmm still as soft as ever." He leaned down and pressed his lips to her forehead, as he began to run his fingers over her tight stomach and made her muscles jump in reaction. 

"Oh you did miss me little pixie." He commented. 

His fingers made a slow torture all over her body, but not touching any sensitive spots. Samuel slowly untied her from the bed and lifted her to him. He carried her out of the room, and she heard voices getting closer and closer. He removed the blindfold and she blinked to adjust to the light. 

"Gentlemen this is my little pixie, that I have told you about." He announced to the men in the room. He lowered her to the floor and she quickly looked around and bowed her head and stared at the floor. 

Nickelle was disappointed. She thought she would have her Master to herself. He had gone for so long that she wanted to be with just him, but then she remembered just before he disappeared, he had told her that he wanted to see her with other men. To see them enjoy her, and she was very turned on but this idea. She just never thought it would happen. 

"We will return in just a moment gentlemen." He grabbed her arm and led her to another room. 

"This is why I have been gone. I told you right before I left that I wanted to see you pleasure other men. I have been arranging that. I would never let just anyone touch your perfect little body. So I have been scouring everywhere looking for just the right people. 

"I also knew you would not have anyone after I left waiting for me to come back, because you knew I would never just leave you without returning at one point. So I knew when I returned to you, you would be more than ready to receive the attention of these me. Do you understand little pixie?" 

Nickelle finally looked Samuel in the eyes as she nodded. He could see the fire in her eyes and how turned on she was by the idea. He smiled and pulled her close to him and brought his lips down roughly on hers, telling her in that kiss how much he really did miss her. 

"Sir?" she asked tentatively. 

"Yes" he answered. 

"May I ask why you took all my clothes?" Samuel began to laugh. 

"That was a joke my dear to see if you would follow my order, or if you had found another to serve. I wanted to see if you could be creative enough to make some kind of clothing that would please me." 

Nickelle flushed red and started to become angry, but quickly settled herself down. She knew what would happen if she was to show her temper. Samuel leaned his head to the side and looked watched her quickly control her temper. 

"Did I see you just start to get angry?" Nickelle lowered her head to the floor and knew she was caught. Samuel grabbed her by her shoulder and bent her over his knee. 

"I see now that I have been gone to long and will have to show you how to control that temper of yours again." He raised his hand and came down hard on her behind. 

Nickelle cried out and his hand connected with her tender flesh. Again and again he his hand came down on her little bottom each time a little harder than the last one. Nickelle cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. 

Samuel grabbed her makeshift clothing and easily ripped it from her body. She had nice red handprints welted up on her tiny bubbled bottom. As Samuel was punishing Nickelle she could feel him getting more and more turned on, as he swelled against her breast. He picked her up and placed her back on her feet. 

"Will you need anymore reminding on how to behave?" 

Nickelle quickly shook her head no. 

"Good, now before we join the rest of the group again. We are going to have some time to ourselves. I will be the first to enjoy my little pixies favors." 

Nickelle began to get excited. 

"Now down on your knees. Remove me from this clothing with only your mouth." 

Nickelle got on her knees, placed her hands behind her back and leaned her body towards her Masters zipper and brought it down with her teeth. She then tugged at each side of his pants with her teeth pulling them down bit by bit till finally his hard cock was fully exposed. 

Nickelle had to raise herself off the floor to be able to reach her Master's member. Samuel was ready for this, before Nickelle could reach it in time with her mouth he leaned down and placed her belly down on top of the counter. 

He then placed the head of his dick between her lips and she eagerly open her mouth to receive him. Samuel was well hung, nine inches long and 3 inches around. Nickelle had to open her mouth as wide as she could to take him all the way in her mouth. Still it was hard to do. 

Samuel grabbed her hair and fucked Nickelle's mouth, pushing himself all the way down and throat holding himself there as he felt her throat muscles swallowing his cock. He pulled back out of her mouth and slammed back in and could feel Nickelle's moans vibrate his manhood.

God it had been too long since she felt her sweet little mouth devour him. He bent over her tiny little body and starting rubbing her still sore red bottom as he fucked her mouth. She moaned louder onto his cock. 

Samuel had to pull away from her mouth knowing he couldn't take much more. He turned her over and around on the counter and scooted her bottom to the edge, where she was almost falling off. 

"God I almost forgot how beautiful you are." He told her. "Now open your legs for me little one so I can see if you've taken care of what is mine." 

Nickelle opened her legs for him, and he inspected her thoroughly. "Good girl, still very smooth." Samuel commented as he inspected her with his fingers. Feeling every little crevice on her pussy. 

Nickelle leaned her head back and moaned as he teased her. God she missed his touch. 

"Already nice and we for your Master I see." Samuel began to run a finger up and down her slit coating it with her pussy juices. 

Nickelle moaned and tried to move her hips towards his finger, to get him inside her. 

"No my pet, you must sit very still. I will let you know when I want to put my fingers inside you." He continued to tease her till he felt it was time to let her have a little more pleasure.

Samuel grabbed her small breast and kneaded it with one hand as he suddenly jammed a finger deep inside her. Nickelle let out a loud moan and shivered. 

"Oh yeah your nice and tight for me baby girl. I like that. Squeeze my finger little one show me those muscles still work." 

Nickelle contracted her pussy muscles around his finger as he plunged it in and out of her. He added another finger to her hot little twat. Nickelle was having a hard time holding still. She had to fight to control the urge to rock herself on his fingers. She was so wet it was dripping down the crack of her ass. Samuel used this to his advantage and slipped one finger up and down her puckered little neither hole. Nickelle couldn't hold back anymore, she started rocking herself against his fingers.  

Samuel suddenly stopped what he was doing. 

"Do you want this you little slut?" 

Nickelle slowly nodded yes. 

"Then you will do as you are told and hold still." 

"Yes sir." She answered in a whisper. 

Samuel replaced his fingers inside her pussy. He started banging them in and out of her harder and harder. He plunged another finger into her asshole, and Nickelle screamed out loud. 

"You ready to feel my cock inside you little one?" he asked in a sultry voice that made her cream on his fingers more. 

"Yes, please Master please, I want to feel you inside me." Nickelle moaned. 

"I don't think your ready yet. That wasn't convincing enough for me. You'll just have to wait a little bit longer." 

Samuel leaned down and took a nipple in his mouth and sucked on it hard, as he gently rubbed it between his teeth. Nickelle was going nuts. His fingers continued to pump in and out of her tight twat and ass. 

He could feel her muscles continue to contract around his fingers. He moved from her nipple to the other and continued the same sweet torture. He then leaned down and quickly took her clit in his mouth and sucked hard. She took in a quick breath and squealed in delight. Her little clit was nice and hard already sticking out of its hood. He sucked on it harder and flicked his tongue across it. He felt her beginning to orgasm and pulled his fingers out of her pussy and ass. He quickly replaced them with his hard cock. 

Slowly he entered her. Inching him self little by little into her. After six months of no sex she was tighter than normal. He slowly slid all the way inside her burying is cock till he felt his balls push against her ass. Nickelle screamed as he plunged his hard cock in and out of her hot wet pussy. 

"Oh baby you've gotten tighter. I like that little one. Your pussy feels hot." 

He plunged deeply in her making Nickelle trembled in pleasure. Harder and harder he slammed his cock deep into her. Then he slowed down. 

"My little pet I have something else for you." 

He made a motion and a beautiful full figured blonde came around the corner. 

"I want to see you please her my little pixie, as I fuck your pussy and make you come I want to watch you please another woman." 

He made another motion and the woman went and grabbed something out of the freezer. Nickelle couldn't see what. She then handed it to her Master. 

"Nickelle this is Aimee. Aimee I want you to climb up here and place that hot box of yours on my little slaves face." 

Aimee did as told. Nickelle could smell the musk odor of the other women as she lowered herself over her face. Nickelle wasn't sure what to do. She had never been with another woman. Instinct kicked and she did to Aimee what she liked done to her. She reached out with her tongue and flicked Aimee's clit. Aimee moaned, as she felt Nickelle take her clit into her mouth and suck on it. 

"That's right you little slut suck my clit, make me like it" Aimee moaned. 

Samuel was slowly sliding his cock in and out of Nickelle's pussy. Watching as his little pet pleased another woman. He grabbed Aimee's head and forced her down to suck on Nickelle's clit as he pumped his cock in and out of her. Nickelle moaned loudly into Aimee's pussy. Nickelle ran her tongue up and down Aimee's slit, and then she began to plunge her tongue in and out of her pussy. Aimee began to grind her pussy down on Nickelle's face. Nickelle went back to sucking on Aimee's clit and she wiggled a little hand between herself and Aimee's pussy and pushed in a finger. 




The Surprise



Aimee raised up from Nickelle's clit and looked back. 

"Oh yes, fuck my pussy with your fingers. That feels so good. Suck harder on my clit you little bitch." 

Nickelle plunged her fingers harder and faster into Aimee's pussy. Making Aimee grind herself harder onto Nickelle's face. 

Samuel watching this scene between the two women began pumping harder and faster into Nickelle's pussy. He could feel she was about to cum. Her pussy grabbed his cock tight. He reached under her and inserted a finger into her ass as he roughly plunged harder and harder into her. He knew she was ready, pussy muscles contracted harder and faster around his hard rod. He grabbed Aimee roughly by her hair and forced her back down to Nickelle's clit. Aimee sucked hungrily drawing the little bud into her mouth. Nickelle thrashed and moaned in ecstasy as she had one of the most intense orgasms of her life. This seemed to set everyone else off also. Aimee ground her crotch faster and faster into Nickelle's face. 

"Ohhhh goooooood, yes yes yes, that's it suck my clit. YESSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!" Aimee screamed as she creamed all over Nickelle's fingers. 

Samuel pumped harder and faster into Nickelle. Pounding her so hard he had to hold onto her hips to keep her from scooting away from him. 

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH," he yelled as quickly pulled his cock out of Nickelle's pussy and pumped his load onto Aimee's face. 

The three of them lay spent as they all recovered from their three-way orgasm. Aimee removed herself from on top of Nickelle, and was quickly dismissed by Samuel. Nickelle was laying there with her eyes closed, then suddenly she felt something extremely cold slip inside her. She jumped and squealed. Samuel laughed as Nickelle tried to get away from the Popsicle that was being inserted into her pussy. He grabbed her hips to keep her from getting away. 

"I'm just getting you nice and tasty for the men in the other room, little one. Your pussy is so hot this will melt quickly giving your burning little twat and give you a nice flavor." 

He took a second Popsicle and slid it slowly into her ass. Nickelle jumped again at the sudden shock of cold invading her body again. She had never felt this before and wasn't sure if she like it or not. But she didn't have time to find out before the Popsicle's were melted by her body heat. She felt the juices slip down her legs and into the crock of her behind. 

"Well my little pixie lets go meet out guest," 

Samuel said as he easily lifted her off the counter and carried her into the playroom. He gently laid her down onto the bed and fastened her arms into the restraints. 

"Okay gentlemen the main course has now been served," Samuel announced to the room. 

Nickelle looked around the room at the five naked men standing around her. She was getting extremely turned on all over again. She surveyed each man and realized that Samuel had picked them very well. Every one of them was nicely built, good-looking, and well hung. Each one would satisfy her completely. She had told Samuel long ago how she fantasized about being used by several men at once, but that was years ago, and the only time it was every brought back up was when he told her about wanting to watch her be used, but then he disappeared. She had no idea he was working on making his and her fantasy come true. 

One of the men had started rubbing his hand between her legs and roughly pinching her clit. Nickelle's body started immediately responding. The more this guy played with her clit the wetter she became. 

"Look boy's this little slut is getting wet. I think she likes it. You like it whore?" 

Nickelle just moaned. She loved being talk to like this it just turned her on more. Then man suddenly jammed two fingers into her pussy. Nickelle screamed in total pleasure. 

"Oh yeah I think the little cunt likes this." The man said. 

Several pairs of hands were all over her body and she couldn't keep up with what was going to happen next. She felt a wet mouth clamp down on her nipple and began sucking hard. The fingers in her pussy were beginning to go faster and harder as they were jammed over and over again up inside her. Then she felt a third finger being forced into her tight pussy, but it only remained long enough to get it lubricated with her own juices. The finger then began to rub around her tight asshole. Nickelle moaned and bucked her hips in ecstasy. 

Samuel walked over to her and placed a blindfold over her eyes. 

"I want to keep you in suspense little one, so you'll never know what is going to happen next. Does that turn you on? Is that what you want my pixie? If not let me know and I'll take it away." 

Nickelle quickly answered, "No sir, I like it, please leave it." 

Samuel left the blindfold and went to sit in a chair to watch the action. 

Nickelle then felt a warm tongue flick across her clit and jumped. The fingers being pushed in and out of her pussy and ass were beginning to feel great. 

"Mmmm she tastes wonderful." The man commented as he added a second finger to her asshole and Nickelle moaned. 

The fingers inside her began moving faster and the mouth on her clit sucked harder and faster also. Her hips voluntarily rocked with pleasure, and muffled moans came from her as she bit into her bottom lip. 

"Oh yeah," the man that was fingering her said, "the little whore likes this."

He started thrusting his fingers in her ass and pussy harder and faster and began again to suck on her little clit which was now aroused and pushing it's way out of it's hood. He skillfully flicked his tongue on her clit over and over again and felt her body jump at each contact of his hard tongue to her erect clit. Nickelle's body began to tremble all over and her vaginal muscles tightened around his fingers. He knew she was about to cum and started furiously pounding her pussy and ass with his fingers. Nickelle thrashed around on the bed as wave after wave of orgasm shook her whole body. More muffled moans escaped from her mouth. 

'Oh god,' she thought, 'I can't take anymore.' 

But the man going down on her had no plans on stopping. He was going to drive this little slut insane. He got two men to hold her hips still as he continued to suck hard on her little nub and kept furiously fingers her two holes. His fingers and face were drenched in her cum. Nickelle could feel her own juices running down the crack of her ass. She was started to begging him to stop that this was more than she could take. But, it was useless he had no intention of stopping. Her whole body was trembling and shaking. The finally several minutes and orgasm's later he let go of her clit and pulled his fingers out of her orifices. 

"I think the little cunt is ready to be fucked now." he said. 

Nickelle's body was just now beginning to settle down from her mind shattering orgasm. Two of the men grabbed her legs and pulled her knees up to her chest to allow the first guy full access to her tight pussy. 

"Oh yeah guys, look at that hot cunt, all nice and wet and waiting for my cock." He bragged. 

She then felt the head of his dick pushing into her. He pressed further in slowly. God she was tight. She felt his cock slide past her lips and deep inside her. Her eyes got wide under the blindfold. This was the biggest cock she had ever felt before. She felt her pussy spreading to meet the requirements of this huge monster he was pushing inside her. Once he was buried full hilt inside her he began to slowly pull in and out of her hot wet pussy. The owner of the huge snake started pounding Nickelle harder, the head of his cock slamming against her cervix, causing pain, but still felling wonderful at the same time. 

Nickelle had always like it rough, just enough pain that it really didn't hurt it was more pleasure to her. She started to tremble as he pounded her harder and harder, thrusting so deep inside her, making her feel as if his dick would come out her mouth. Then he reached down and began to make circular motions on her clit with his thumb. That was all it took, it sent her over the edge and him too. 

As her vaginal muscles tightened around his cock it was more than he could handle. She was tight as it was, then the contractions of her pussy making her tighter sent his cock into overdrive. He slammed into her as hard as he could making sure she felt every inch of his thick hard manhood. She felt his cock pulsing inside her at the same time she reached her climax. Her body shaking and trembling from the intensity of her orgasm. Her pussy throbbed and tingled from pleasure. 

Nickelle's restraints were being removed and she felt herself being lifted off the bed and heard it creak as someone lay down. Her body was moved back to the bed, but she was held above the bed. She felt hands reach under her and spread her lips and her pussy was then lowered onto another cock. It wasn't as long as the first mans but just as thick. Her wrists were attached into her restraints pulling her body down against the strange mans chest. 

"God damn you're tight," He moaned, "I'm gonna enjoy every minute of this hot little sluts ride." He pulled her down tight against his chest and began to move his rod in and out of her hot little slit. 

In this position her little clit was stimulated against his pubic hair. This also gave the other men a full view of her tight ass. A third man crawled onto the bed behind her and Nickelle felt a wet finger being rubbed around her asshole. She moaned as she felt his finger slip inside. He fingered her quite a bit and then added a second finger. He began twisting and turning his fingers around inside her asshole getting her ready for his cock to be inserted. Nickelle got wetter and wetter as she had both holes filled and couldn't wait till he inserted his cock in her. The man under her had paused his movements; waiting for the other guy to get her ass loosened up enough to take his cock without pain. She felt something warm and wet hit her ass, and realized it was spit. 

He removed his fingers from her ass and began to spread the spit around her puckered little hole. He pushed slowly into her tight ass. He felt the head of his dick go past the outer ring of the inside her anus. He held it there for a bit and gave her time to adjust to his cock being inside her. Bit by bit inched his cock into her most private hole. He then buried his prick to his balls in Nickelle's ass. Once again he held it there for a bit and gave her time to adjust to his cock. The man in her pussy began to pump himself in and out of her pussy again. It felt as if the two cocks inside her were touching, because the wall between her vagina and anal passage was so thin. The ass man slowly pulled almost all the way out of her ass and then back all the way back inside her full hilt. 

He moaned loudly, "fuck this is the tightest ass I've ever had the pleasure of fucking." 

Nickelle was thankful that he wasn't as big as the two men that had been inside her pussy. Pleasure quickly overtook her as the two men pumped in and out of her in unison. One would pump in and the other would pull out and vice versa. With this motion and the stimulation her clit was receiving being rubbed up and down on number two's pubic hair was the greatest thing she had ever felt. 

"This ass fucking whore's incredible. Gahhh she is soo fucking tight." 

The feeling wonderful totally different than anything she had ever felt before. It wasn't anything she could explain. The two men continued to pump in and out of her moving their wonderful cocks in her ass and pussy harder and faster. The man in her ass began to pound her like he would never have sex again. Causing her hard little nub to rub faster and harder against the man under her. The friction of the two cocks inside her was sending her into outer space. 

She had already cum twice, her body not even taking a break from one to the other. Her orgasms seemed to never end as they flowed from one straight into another. Her clit tingled so intensely that it was making her whole body shiver and quake. The two men kept going. One pushing his cock up into her pussy as far, hard, and fast as he could, while number the other man still hitting her ass with more ferocity than he had ever had during sex. They could both feel her cunt, and ass muscles grab onto their rods and they knew she was in continues orgasm. It was all both men could do to keep from emptying themselves deep inside her. Her loud moans were muffled into one mans shoulder. They continued to pump her hot little holes longer and harder. 

The one in her ass the first to go. "OHHHHHHHHH GAAAAHHHHHHH." 

After feeling and hearing the other guy cum the man in her pussy could not fight to hold it any longer. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh" as he yelled as he shot his load deep into her quivering twat. 

All three of their moans of pleasure of finally letting themselves release could be heard all over the house. This was the absolute best fucking she could ever wish for. Even though her clit, vagina, and ass were beginning to get sore she still wanted more. 

This time she wanted to have a hard cock in every fuckable hole she had. There were only two men left to fuck her but the first guy was already hard again from watching her get double dicked. Plus he wanted to feel her mouth on his cock, and get to have a taste of that tight little ass too. 

She felt two people crawl onto the bed with her. Her cunt was immediately starting getting wet again and twitching at the thought of more cock to fill her every hole. They took her arms from restraints and lifted her off the bed again. She was wondering what they were going to do now. Soon she was lifted back onto the bed. She was facing the other direction and she felt the head of a cock positioned at her opening of her ass. She was lowered down onto it. Nickelle was already well loose and lubed, from just being fucked, but this mans penis was thicker and longer than any of the others so far. It made her ass stretch further than she thought possible. 

She was then pulled backwards by her hair, her back laying on his chest. Then there was someone else on the bed, and another cock was being pushed into her messy cum filled twat, and she moaned loudly at being filled to the brim with hot strange dick. She couldn't tell which of these men had the biggest rod. They were both huge. 

Then her mouth was filled with cock. Nickelle slurped and took the cock in her mouth as deeply as she could, all the while moaning like crazy from the two cocks that filled her two holes. They pumped and pushed and shoved into her three openings like mad men. Alternating between hardcore fucking then calming down and taking it slower. They were driving her insane. From the minute the cocks were inside in her she began to immediately orgasm. Her cunt and ass tightened constantly around the two pricks fucking, pounding, and violently being shoved in her. Nickelle couldn't believe herself. She wanted them to keep going, not to stop. She sucked hard on the cock in her mouth, spit running down her chin. 

Her moans of excitement and the constant twitching of her pussy were too much for the guy in her cunt to handle. He pounded in and out of her as hard as he could and all it made her do was moan louder around the prick in her mouth, and grip his stick harder. Nickelle was loving it, all she could think was harder, harder, pound me till I can't walk anymore. The guy in her mouth grabbed her by her hair and began to fuck her mouth. He started shoving his penis all the way down her throat, causing Nickelle to gag on his large rod. The man in her pussy moaned and starting grunting loudly, and he unloaded himself inside her. Pounding her as hard and fast as he could while he waited for his cock to finish pulsing and shooting inside her deliciously tight twat, and go limp. 

Her ass was still be plunged in and out of. She was then pushed up into a sitting position as the man that had just came pulled out of her, and made to ride the cock in her ass, as she was being skull fucked by the other man. He didn't plan on letting go of her hair. That was his hold to keep his dick planted firmly in her mouth as she bounced wildly up and down on the cock still in her ass. She couldn't get enough. Her body tingled from head to toe from continues mind blowing orgasms. Then Nickelle was suddenly grabbed roughly by her hips and forced down hard onto the huge cock in her ass. She felt him swell and pulse inside her. As he let out a wolf like growl coming from deep in his chest. Nickelle loved being able to feel every time he shot deep in her. Every pulse was intensified by the orgasm he sent her into by forcing her down so hard on his cock. Again she was lifted off another limp dick, and the one in her mouth was pulled away from her. She searched like a baby looking for its mother's nipple to get it back. 

This time she wasn't placed directly back on the bed. She was maneuvered to the edge of the bed and roughly pushed onto her back. 

"Oh yeah, we knew your little slutty ass would like to be fucked like this" said the man that pushed her onto the bed. 

"Tell me how bad you want my hard prick deep in your ass, fucking you harder than anyone in here. TELL ME WHORE NOW!!!" he yelled. 

Nickelle immediately started creaming again at being talk to like he did. 

Barely above a whisper she responded, "I want you in my ass really bad." 

"I can't fucking hear you bitch." 

She answered again a little louder this time and that seems to please him. He grabbed her knees and pushed them back to her ears. He positioned his cock a little above her ass and slammed it in as hard as he could. 

Nickelle screamed with pleasure. "Yes, yes yes" she screamed and shook her head back and forth, as he pounded in and out of her ass harder and harder with each thrust. 

"Fucking, cunt, you like your ass fucked don't you, you like feeling me use you like a piece of meat, don't you...answer me cunt." He screamed, as he slammed into her so hard she had to hold onto his shirt to not fly across the bed. 

"I said fucking answer me whore." And he shoved his prick in her so hard her screams could be heard all over the house. 

He felt her trying to talk and let go of her mouth. 

"Yes, I love it, I love your hard cock pounding in my ass...fuck me harder please." It was almost more than he could take. 

He stopped and flipped her over on her stomach, her tight ass right in the air waiting for his rod to be shoved back in. He didn't hesitate; not even bothering to make sure his prick was inline with her now stretched out but still tight hole. He slammed into her with all he had. She screamed again. Nickelle still had on her blindfold and cold not see the other men jerking off all around her. Her head was yanked back a head of a cock was placed at her lips just as he came all over her face. Her ass was still being pounded furiously shoving her hips into the bed. Her head was pulled in another directions just as someone else erupted onto her face. Then she felt more jism hitting her back and neck as the men jerked off all over her leaving her covered in cum. 

The man fucking her ass reached around and started roughly started rubbing her clit back and forth quickly grinding it into herself. Nickelle's body tensed as she was on the verge of another earth shaking orgasm. Every muscle in her body tightened as the man continued to furiously pound her into the bed and rub her sore clit. 

"Oh yeah baby, grab my cock with your ass muscles, come on cum for me I want to feel your hot little slutty body cum for me." 

He rammed his cock savagely up Nickelle's asshole again his balls slapping against her pussy slit as his frenzy grew and he neared cumming. 

"Take it your fucking slut, take it up your ass." Over and over again he buttfucked Nickelle as hard has he could. 




The Surprise



Her screams of pleasure were muffled as he grabbed the back of her head and shoved it into the bed. 

"Yesss...Yesss...Yesss..." he grunted with pleasure with every stoke up her ass. "Take it you assfucking whore," he yelled as he slammed her stretched out hole. 

He rammed her faster and faster ravaging her asshole like a madman. Nickelle bucked her hips trying to meet the frenzy he was fucking her with. Her screams made into the bed as she came over and over again. His finger never stopped rubbing her clit into her pelvic bone. 

"Gonna.. cummmmmmmm deep... in..... your asssssss..you fucking whore." "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" 

Nickelle felt him bury his cock deep inside her ass; she could feel his every throb. His hot jiz splattered deep inside her. Her final orgasm racking her body the same time he was emptying his load deep inside her bowels. He collapsed on top of her as his limp cock slid out of her cum filled ass. 

She heard the door opening and the footsteps of the men leaving the room. Samuel walked over and removed her blindfold and kissed her long and deep. Nickelle purred deep in her throat at being fully satisfied. 

"I think you enjoyed that too much my little one," he laughed. "You looked hotter than I ever thought you could." 

Nickelle blushed. He handed her a towel, lifted her up and took her too the bath he already had drawn. He carefully placed her in the tub and helped her clean herself off. He toweled her dry and brought her into another room and placed her on the couch. 

Samuel walked over to a wall and pressed a button and a full entertainment center was reveled as the wall opened. He sat down next Nickelle and she curled up in his powerful, protective arms. He picked up a remote. 

"I think you need to watch yourself in action my little pixie," and he pressed play on the recorder. 

Nickelle gasped as she saw herself on screen and settled down to watch the action and maybe please her Master all over again.



The Surprise



Damn, Tom was tired. Work had been hell today and he just couldn't wait to get home. Too many things went down and as usual it was his responsibility to get them back up and running. It had been a pain in the ass and even more so because they were short staffed today. And now he just wanted to get home and he was stuck in traffic. Could the day get any worse? "Shit" he said to himself as his cell phone rang. 

"That better not be work calling me." 

He picked up his phone and checked. No, it was his girlfriend. He sighed with relief as he answered the phone. 

Gina usually called him when he was running late and she hadn't heard from him. Today was definitely one of those days. 

He said hello to her and they had their normal conversation. How was your day? What are you up to now? When do you think you'll be home? Although this time when he told her he had no idea when he'd be home she got a little more persistent than normal. She wanted him to lock down a better time so she could work with it. He got a bit irritated and snapped at her. How was he to know when traffic would clear up and let him through?

"There is no reason to bite my head off Tom," she said " I just wanted to know when I should start dinner so I could have it ready when you get home." 

He sighed and apologized. It was just the day that made him snap and they both knew it. 

"Oh and I have a little surprise for you too Hun" she said with some excitement in her voice. 

She sounded so cute when she got that little bit of fun in her voice. She was a sexy woman that was for sure. Tom was always excited to have her in his life. Not to mention all she had to do was walk into the room and he was semi hard at the mere sight of her. She was 5'7, which put her just under his chin in height. It was perfect. Her beautiful, brown hair was thick and long, half-way down her back. She wore it slightly curly these days which was ultra sexy, especially when it was damp from a shower. She had beautiful, expressive blue eyes and her lips were soft and pouty. They always looked great wrapped around his cock. 

Tom knew when most men saw her lips they just knew she had cock sucking lips for sure. 

Gina was well built too. Not too skinny, she had all the right curves. Her breasts were huge double D's and her ass was just the perfect size to grab onto when pulling her close. He loved bending her over and watching her ass move while he fucked her. Hell he just loved watching her walk. All this thinking had him hard while he talked to her on the phone. 

"What kind of surprise?" he asked. 

She refused to tell him. He had to wait till he got home.

He was thinking perhaps she bought another toy or something sexy for the bedroom and couldn't wait to try it out on him. Being they were both bisexual they experimented often on each other with toys of all kinds.

He loved it when she wore her strap on and showed off the newest cock she bought to fuck him with. He went hard in an instant and she loved it when that happened. 

They hung up when traffic started to move and thankfully the rest of his drive went smooth. 

He pulled into the driveway and gathered his things. Walking up the front walk he noticed the curtains were closed. He smiled big. That meant whatever Gina had planned was going to take place in the living room. She always closed the curtains at those times to avoid the neighbors peering eyes. He couldn't remember the last time he walked into the house with a hard on. But he was doing it now. 

Gina met him at the door and stopped him from entering. 

She was dressed to kill. She had indeed bought a new outfit. Gina was dressed from head to toe in this black vinyl bodysuit. Her big breasts were pressed together and held in place by some sort of leather lacing and the rest of her body was covered in the vinyl almost making her look like she wore black glass. 

Tom almost tripped over the stoop when he saw her. 

"Damn baby you look..." he started to say but she shushed him with her finger and told him he could no longer speak. Not a single word. 

She took his things, placed them just inside the door and then stepped back just enough to put a blindfold over his eyes.

"You will not be able to see any more until I think you deserve to" she said to him.

This was new for them. Gina never took on a dominatrix role in any of their role-playing. He liked this new her very much. He made sure she knew it too when her hand roamed over his pants finding his hard cock. 

"I need to get my..." he started to talk but again she stopped him.

"I said no talking!" she said in a stern voice. "You aren't being a good boy and listening to me. If you don't start behaving I will be forced to punish you next time. Do you understand?" 

Tom could only nod in response. 

Gina pulled him into the house and then began to undress him right there in the living room. Soon he was naked and his whole body tingled at her touch. Every now and then she'd bump into him and let her outfit touch his skin. This drove him nuts because his mind automatically went to how he knew she looked. Soon he felt something different tracing over his body. 

Gina had brought out the tails and was using it on his skin. She was really getting into this whole dominating thing here he could tell. A wicked thought went thru his mind and he had to find out just how she would punish him if he talked. So he waited for the right moment, when Gina stood behind him and was reaching around to pinch at his nipples, to comment.

"Ohh god that feels soo good baby," he said. 

She stopped immediately and stepped away from him. 

"Tsk Tsk" she said. "I told you no talking so now I must punish you." 

With that said all of a sudden he felt the tails come down on his ass with significant force. It smarted indeed but he got so aroused at the same time. He could only moan. She did it again on the other cheek this time.

"See what happens when you misbehave?" she scolded. 

Tom only nodded. He was glad he tested her. He now knew she was serious in her role and that meant this was going to be one hell-of-a night. 

He felt her move around him and then he felt her mouth on his cock. She had kneeled down in front of him. His mind was conjuring up past images of how she looked sucking his dick. Her mouth was so wet and warm over his member and she knew how to take it all. 

Slowly she moved her lips and he thought he was going to die with pleasure. Not being able to say a word to her made this more exciting because he wanted to say something so badly. 

Her hands began to caress his balls while she sucked on his cock. Deeper and deeper she took it into her mouth until he could feel the back of her throat. This was heaven and hell at the same time. Just when he thought he would explode with pleasure she stopped. Gina made no noise or said nothing. 

He heard her moving around some but knew better than to ask what she was doing. He just stood and waited. His senses very alert. He felt her take his hand and pull him into walking. 

She was leading him to the dining room, he was sure. His thoughts were confirmed a few moments later when he bumped into the table. 

"Now the real fun begins" she said calmly "My baby is in for a real treat." 

Gina stepped behind him and pushed him forward until he fell onto the table. She told him to stay there and soon he felt her moving his hands, tying him to the table legs. His upper body was pressed to the table while his cock and legs hung down at the end of it.

He couldn't believe she had him tied up this way!

They had never gone this far with anything. He wasn't about to complain though. This was just so exciting and he couldn't wait to see where she was taking this. 

He felt her come up behind him then felt her hands on his ass. He loved it when she touched his ass. 

She started to rub it a little and then he heard her move one of the chairs and sensed she was sitting down right behind him. His ass all exposed like this made his cock throb with desire.

He was figuring any minute he would feel one of their toys start to tickle his sphincter and was totally taken off guard when he felt her spread his ass and flick her tongue right over his hole. 

He jumped and moaned out loud at the touch. She had never ever tongued his dark tunnel before. The feeling was incredible. 

Her tongue kept flicking over the tiny hole and every now and then it would push like it wanted in his ass. He couldn't help himself he was humping the air under the table. He just couldn't hold still. It felt so good.

Suddenly though, the fun took a different turn when she whispered in his ear, "How's that tongue feel baby?" 

There was no way she could tongue his ass and talk to him at the same time. That only meant one thing...someone else had his or her tongue on his hole. Just when he didn't think he could get any harder he did!

Gina had surprised him with another visitor in the house and one that apparently liked licking ass. 

"It's okay you can tell me how it feels Tom," she gave her permission and all he could do was moan and say "Oh god you have no idea" Which made her chuckle. 

"I think it's about to get even better lover" she said to him before he heard some motion. 

Whoever was at his ass kept right on licking and probing his chamber with their tongue. He was having a hard time controlling himself and wanted to come so bad.

"Now," Gina said, "I want you to tell me how this next thing feels when it happens. I want an immediate reaction and if I don't approve of your response I will punish you." 

With the tongue in his ass he just had no way to form any words. So he sort of grunted and moaned in acknowledgment. 

"Here we go then" she said into his ear and suddenly he felt a mouth wrap around his cock.

It took him a second to realize there was still a tongue in his ass and now one around his cock. He knew Gina was still standing by his head so that meant a 3rd person was now sucking his dick! 

"Oh My God!!" Tom shouted out loud. "Oh God Gina what are you doing to me?"

"Pleasuring you," she answered. "Does it feel good baby?" 

When he didn't answer fast enough she cracked the tails causing him to jump. 

"I said, Does it?" she asked again and he sighed a faint "it did". 

It felt too good for words. With a mouth working his cock he knew he would cum in no time flat. Everything was just feeling too good. His ass was being tongue fucked, his cock was being sucked and he was tied down. There was nothing he could do but enjoy it!

Gina apparently sensed he was on the verge of cumming and ordered the fun to stop. Both people stopped their torture of his ass and cock. It caused him to whimper and wiggle around. He didn't want them to stop. He wanted to cum. He heard her chuckle, telling him to be patient. 

"I bet right now you'd give anything to feel my strap-on cock up that sensitive little ass of yours wouldn't you Tom?" she questioned. "I bet you can almost feel the tip of it teasing your hole huh?" she added teasingly. 

Funny thing was he could. He swore he could actually feel her teasing his ass and then it dawned on him...he wasn't imagining it! He really felt her cock moving around his ass hole. 

"Want to have your ass fucked Tom?" she whispered into his ear again and he knew right away this time it would be a real dick. 

Gina had a guy back, behind him about to fuck his ass for real all right!

"Yes, oh god yes, please Gina?" he begged. 

"Tell me how bad you want your ass fucked Tom." she demanded. 

"I want it fucked so bad Gina please, please I need it so badly," he begged more.

The only warning he got was hands on his butt cheeks spreading them wide before a cock slammed into his hole full speed burying deep. 

Tom screamed out in pure pleasure! He had a real dick buried inside his ass. It felt huge. He was so full of cock he thought he was going to lose his mind. 

The guy grabbed Tom's hips but didn't move at all. He just stood there with his shaft buried in Tom. 

Tom couldn't take it...he tried to move his ass against the cock, trying desperately to feel it move inside his grasping pucker.

Gina saw this and chuckled. "Oh my" she said. "Looks like someone really likes cock in his ass."

All Tom could do was moan. There was no way he could talk. He just knew he wanted the guy to move that huge member in and out.

"FUCK HIM" he heard Gina yell and the guy started doing just that. 

He grabbed Tom's hips and started thrusting furiously in and out of Tom's quivering hole. Gina told the guy to fuck him faster and harder. 

"I want my baby to remember this fuck forever." Gina said. "Fuck his ass like you've no control. Just slam that tight ass with your 9 inches. Make him cry out for me." She ordered. 

Hearing nine inches Tom lost all control. He had a monster cock slamming into his ass and all he could do was take it. 

"Are you going to cum for me Tom?" Gina teased.

"Yessss" he replied. 

"Not yet Tom!" she commanded. "You better wait until I tell you, you can cum." she warned. 

He didn't know how he could do this. How he could hold back. Surely she wouldn't make him suffer too long. The cock in his ass moved faster and faster. The guy was groaning and Tom could tell by the throbbing inside his tight chamber that the guy was going cum and cum soon. 

Oh God his ass was going to be filled with this guy's hot sperm. He was going to shoot it deep into Tom's ass. 

Tom's cock was so hard and leaking pre-cum like never before. They were rocking the table so hard and Tom wanted nothing more than to cum. 

Suddenly he felt a warm mouth wrapping around his throbbing shaft. 

Gina must have told whoever was under the table to start sucking.

Tom had a dick buried in his ass and a stranger's mouth on his member. That was all he needed... He started to lose any control he had left and was cumming! He couldn't wait for Gina to command it. His body gave way and he screamed out as he came, thrusting his cock into that hot mouth...while the guy fucked his ass. Tom shouted and screamed while he came and came. It felt like nothing ever before. 

The guy in his ass apparently couldn't take anymore either as Tom felt his ass being pumped full with hot sperm. The guy slammed so hard into Tom's ass they moved the table. Both were crying out and cumming so hard. Tom knew he filled the mouth that sucked him. 

Gina said nothing until they calmed down. 

Tom felt the guy slip from his ass and soon he was just laying there still tied to the table. He heard motion and noise yet no one talked to him or untied him. He heard the front door open and close and had no idea if someone left or another joined them.  

"You didn't wait for me to tell you to cum Tom," Gina said quietly. "I warned you that you had to wait or be punished didn't I?" she scolded. 

"Yes but I just couldn't..." 

He started to answer but she once again stopped him. 

"No buts Tom. You were told and you disobeyed. Now I am going to have to punish you. This is going to be a long night baby." she chuckled, "Very long and hard," she added.

Suddenly another very hard cock was easing into Tom's ass... 



The Surprise



As the light spills through the opening door, all that can be seen is the silhouette of a female form, the golden and red hues of the sunset at her back. With a sigh, she closes the door and flips the switch on the wall. The sudden illumination causes her to blink, revealing the inside world around her. A simply furnished front hall of the house, complete with a table by the door where she sets her keys and purse. She stands tall in her heels, a mane of silken tresses the color of fire billowing around her face with a tamed wildness, befitting one who just finished a long day at the office. Her hazel eyes twinkle in the glow of the lamp as her soft voice rings out in the air as she looks around. Stretching her neck, her long coppery curls flowing around her head like a mane, "Darling, I'm home, where are you?"

In answer, a lyrical male voice beckons from the room off to the side of the entry hall. "I'm in here, my love. Come join me, I have a surprise for you." There is a hint of mirth in his voice as he speaks, an unspoken laugh clearly there.

With a smile she strides there, her hips moving in a seductive walk she saves only for him. The heels of her stilettos clack on the hardwood floor. Her form sways with a divine quality, that of a perfectly voluptuous woman. The black knee length skirt rustles around her womanly curves, topped with a simple white blouse and deep navy jacket, covering her ample charms. A smile forms on her glistening and soft lips as she wonders what he has in store for her. Making her way into the familiar room, she finds it pitch black, and moves to the center, to tug on the chain of the light of the ceiling fan.

"No, my love, close your eyes. And don't turn on the light." Her hand is stopped in mid reach by his own from the darkness. Her smile widens as she feels his touch, and closes her hazel eyes.

"All right...but it had better be worth it to not see my love yet." A smirk crosses her face as he takes her hand and leads her to the far wall of the dark room, and backs her against the wall.

Laughing he takes her hands and places them above her head, "Oh, it most certainly will be." Without even a moment of hesitation, he slaps a fur lined leather cuff around her right wrist, tightening it and the attached rope holding it in place.

The startled gasp in her voice suddenly mirrors the distress in her face. She struggles slightly and tugs at the bindings on her arm. His strong hands make short work of binding the other one similarly. Her voice is soft, with the emergence of a sultry southern accent, "And what are you going to do to lil' ole me, my good man?"

A chuckle fills her ears as his lips move in to caress her ears, his voice silken and seductive, with a hint of steel in it, "I am going to have my way with my slave, that is what I am going to do. I shall take my slut's body and use it, as it is my right. And not even your sexy voice will stop me!" His hand holds her cheek as his lips quickly claim hers, kissing her with a hungry passion, his tongue sliding over and between her lips to find her own.

With a whimper of arousal, she feels her knees weaken at the proclamation, trembling at his touch, her body writhing and undulating against him as she melts to his lips. Her voice is meek now, back to its original mode, but much more subdued now as she breaks the kiss. "Master wishes to use his slut for his pleasure?"

Licking over her lips as she breaks the kiss, he laughs softly and pulls the cord on the light. Resisting the urge to peek, she just tugs weakly against the bonds, realizing she is trapped, but not giving up yet. His voice is commanding, but still soft as he calls to her, "Open your eyes, slave of mine, and see what your Master has in store for you."

Slowly opening her eyes, she can see him before her. He stands quietly, his arms folded over his chest. His tall frame, just a few inches above six feet is almost perfectly still as she looks at him. His statuesque body seems to glow in the light, his dark brown hair framing his face in a flowing cascade going past his shoulders. His practically hazel eyes have slight blue tint to them as he grins with a predatory smile. A neatly trimmed mustache and beard add to his evil look as his teeth just barely peek out. To her delight, she can see that he is dressed only in the kilt that she made for him so many years ago. Licking her lips as she notes that in his hand, is his vicious looking hunting knife, curved and shining in the dim light.

Moving closer, he takes the end of the blade and slides it over her cheek, letting her feel the cold steel caressing her flesh, eliciting another gasp from her body as her breath comes in heavier and heavier. Tracing down her cheek and over her neck, he moves the blade to her shoulder and begins to slowly slice through the fabric of the jacket. Moving from shoulder to wrist, letting it begin to fall carelessly off her form, held around her waist by only a few buttons. With a quick slice, he moves the steel instrument back down and removes the offending buttons, letting the garment hang off her other arm. A tremble courses through her body as she feels herself slowly being exposed to him, panting slightly with moans punctuating her excitement. Repeating the same leisurely slice along the remaining arm from shoulder to wrist, he finally lets the jacket fall to the floor, pooling at her feet and leans in to kiss on her exposed neck.

Groaning at the teasing he is giving her, she can't help but wriggle against him, enjoying the feel of his lips on her tender freckled flesh. As he continues to enjoy her flesh, the blade starts its work cutting free each of the buttons on the blouse. His lips follow the path of the blade on the flesh beneath, starting at the bottom. Each button hitting the floor with a pronounced plink as his mouth explores her chest, until finally all are gone. Letting her ample curves push their way out, still constrained by the lacy bra below, his lips move back on her neck. Without missing a beat, he cuts the same pattern all the way up along each arm in turn. Exposing all of the carpet of her perfectly freckled shoulders, till the white silken fabric joins the jacket in tatters on the floor at her feet.

Her lust filled gaze into his eyes tells him that she is fully under his power now as she whispers, "Please Master, use your slut, take her body, she belongs to you!"

He grins but doesn't acknowledge it any more, and moves to cut the straps on the shoulders of the bra, allowing her globes to sink a little from their own impressive size. Winking, he slices the center of the bra, letting it fall to the floor, completely freeing her creamy rounded flesh, the exotic freckles continuing down to them as well. Leaning down, he takes one of the candy pink nipples into his mouth, sucking it hard, and flicks it with his tongue. Groaning as he samples her, pressing her chest forward in offering to his enjoyment. She quivers, her body reacting to the arousal, the heat in her body rising rapidly. Nibbling a little more on her nipple, he licks it one more time before he moves over to work on the other one, the blade now pushing down and slicing her skirt off her in a quick motion, dropping at her feet.

Looking up into her eyes as he suckles deeply on the second nipple, he releases it and starts to kiss lower, sliding the blade over each side of her now moistened lacy white panties. Cutting each side to the hip, they fall to the floor. Standing there, restrained and naked, she shivers from the excitement of being exposed and helpless, her fragrant juices dripping down her thighs. His lips continue to dance over her flesh, moving towards this moisture until he finds himself level with her slick and shaven mound. Sliding his fingers over her bare lips, his tongue follows and darts out to caress and expose her clit, first flicking it back and forth as she moans and bucks against him. Her thighs parting more, she whispers hungrily as she gazes down at him. "Yes Master! My cunt is yours!"

His tongue presses in further, parting her folds as it teases her sensitive nub with a practiced touch, his own eyes looking up into hers, shining with delight as the fire burns brighter in his gaze. Sliding his hands up and down her thighs, he continues caressing and stroking the flesh as she fights against the restraints, the whole time her legs open further, spreading wider with her need to have him explore her. His tongue continues to tease her clit, moving it around faster and with more force as his hands glide back up to cup her ample breasts. The blushing on her folds is bright from her arousal, the same pink as her nipples and glistening from the moisture. Her body arches forward against this renewed touch, eager to fill his hands with her ripe flesh, as her strained voice fills the air. "Please Master, suck your slut's clit! Possess my body with your tongue, Master!" The musical quality of her voice fills the air along with her moans, her passions and body strummed like a finely tuned instrument. He brings her excitement to a perfect crescendo.

Licking even faster now, his tongue circles and moves around her sensitive core. He works her until her cries are broken and almost whimpering, before suddenly sucking on it, trapping it between his lips as his eyes burn with hunger, looking deep into her own. She can see how much he wants her release as a scream of pleasure is brought out of her, his ravishing of her body causing a tightening explosion inside her. A sizzling spiral consumes her body as her honey begins to gush all over his face as she cums for him. Barely even able to form words, she cries out her pleasure. "Master! Master! Your naughty whore is cumming for you!"

His tongue is a flurry of motion, licking and slurping up her delicious nectar. The sound of his feasting fills the air along with her screaming moans, the musky scent of arousal thick. His tongue continues to dance, moving slowly inward to her tight passage, the source of her nectar. He penetrates her deeply as he seeks out more of its sweet taste. Her hands grip tightly at the leather cuffs, pulling and straining as she presses herself to him, whispering lewdly. "Yes Master! Tongue fuck your trollop! Her cunt is yours to taste!"

Grinning briefly at her words, he dives in deeper, his tongue exploring her inner passage with wild abandon, hands sliding over her ass now. Giving it playful little swats, he causes her to push her mound against his face even harder. His eyes look up, seeing the glazed over, but hungry look in hers, and he rises, standing up, lips still slick with her cum. Kissing her hungrily, his tongue dances over her lips, letting her taste herself on his lips. Her tongue darts out and licks his face and lips eagerly, enjoying what he has offered her. She relishes the tangy sweetness of her own juices. As the kiss deepens, he moves in closer and parts the folds of his kilt, pressing his hardness against the folds of her sex, just letting the tip press inside to claim her. Pulling tightly on the chains, she wraps her legs around his waist, her ankles to his backside and trying to pull him into the furnace of her body, growling with hunger. "Master! Fuck your sweet slave's cunt, fuck her before she goes insane with need for your cock!"

Pushing into her with savage fury as he hears her words, he fills her completely, his cock burying itself deep inside her. His hands move to squeeze her ass, spanking it occasionally as he begins a slow, steady rhythm of pushing her against the wall, slamming deeper into her. His lips capture hers, and she bites on them, matching his strokes as he whispers to her. "You are mine, my slut, my slut, and you love being taken like a whore, don't you?"

Growling at his words, she looks deep into her eyes, using her hips and legs to pull him against her. She opens fully, straining to get him inside her deeper, the passion building with each stroke. His eyes are locked onto hers, capturing her gaze as he has her body, her voice a husky moan, as she answers him with a barely audible yes. His body works against hers, pounding with an animalistic passion, the desire plain to hear in his voice as the wet sounds of their furious fucking fills the air. "Mine! You are mine, my perfect slut!"

Closing her eyes, she revels in the exquisite feeling of the friction of his thick cock thrusting into her softness, splitting her open with each plunge, her growls long and low. In response, he own lust filled growls fills her ears as he kisses her again, pushing into her deeper and harder. Squeezing her ass harder as he pulls her against him, his eyes smoldering with the heat of his desire. Her body jiggles with the force of his marauding fuck, her ample breasts bouncing on her chest, nipples harder then steel as she whispers. "Yes Master! My body is only for your delight!"

Taking her cunt with deeper and harder strokes, moving in and out of her faster and faster, his lips move to her neck and ears. He feasts there, licking and nibbling as he takes her tight hole. Her moans are almost constant now, the passion inside her a roaring inferno that cannot be contained. His voice floats into her ears as he nibbles on the lobe. "Tell me, tell me you want your Master's cum, my slut!"

Nuzzling against him as he takes her, her lips can't help but let out a gasp of excitement, knowing she will soon get her reward. Pulling tightly on her chains, the sound of them barely audible over the slick slurping of his invading cock. Without a hesitation, her voice responds with fervor. "Please Master love! Fill your whore with cum! Show her she is a good slut for you!"

His thick shaft pumps harder and faster into her hole, moving quite fast in her slick passage. His hands grip her ass, pulling her closer as he feels his explosion growing inside. Her body is trembling with the increased vigor of his fucking, knowing what it means for her. Clamping her muscles down on him, squeezing him with her hot, slick vice, she coaxes his climax to be released, longing to feel the hot ribbons of his cum jetting into her. He growls with a lust filled voice, looking into her eyes with a passionate stare. "That's right, you are a perfect slut, my slut! And you shall now feel my reward to my perfect little whore!"

Finally letting go at the gripping and squeezing of her cunt, he lets out a cry of pleasure, voice almost hoarse as the thrusting shaft explodes inside her with a torrential flood of his seed filling her. Whispering her enjoyment to him, her body is on fire, finally letting go of herself, her hot hole tightening uncontrollably, to milk the seed from his erupting cock. Pressing himself into her deeper, he tries to push his this cum deeper into her very core, marking her as his from the inside. Her body grinds against him, trying to enfold every inch of him. She cries out in pleasure as he convulses against her, whispering softly. "I am yours Master! Fully yours! I am a vessel for your satisfaction!"

Holding her close to him as the eruption dies down, he moves his lips to hers, kissing her over and over. He softly whispers and moans with desire as he continues to fill her with his cock, still pumping slowly. Gasping out her response, she nuzzles against his neck, kissing him back and trying to get as close as she can to him. His hands move up, one at a time, to release her from her bonds. The moment they are free, her arms quickly wrap around his body, pulling her closer to him. Holding her, still embedded by his cock, he walks back, and slowly settles on the love seat on the wall by the door. Letting her disentangle her legs from his body, her perfect form straddles him on the soft cushions. Smiling with a devious grin, she lifts herself up off his cock, letting out a little sigh of sadness as it is freed from her folds. She kisses him softly before sliding down his body and to her knees before him.

With a grin, he reaches out to caress her coppery tresses, looking into her eyes while her tongue slides out to glide over his luscious cock, cleaning off their mingled juices from its turgid length. A low growl of pleasure fills the now silent air as his hands hold onto her head lightly, stroking her hair at the feel of her tongue on him, his cock still throbbing, twitching slightly at her touch. Her hands move around to grip at his ass, nails digging in a little as she feels his length moving, and she takes it fully into her mouth. The hardness disappears between her velvety lips, her stroking up and down becoming lusty and eager on his shaft. His hips press up, pushing himself deeper into her, growling like an animal as he looks deep into her eyes. "Soon my slut, soon I will take what I want from you, and give you the gift you so richly desire!"

Letting out a moan at his words, she sucks and licks his cock hungrily like a lollipop. Running her pink tongue over the sensitive ridge, she moves one hand to cup his balls, already full for her again. He shivers from the intense pleasure she is visiting upon him. His hands grip at her hair, pulling her face against him, pushing his cock deeper into her mouth. She takes it eagerly, and moans against his length, the sensation causing a tremble throughout his body. His voice is commanding as he pulls her down more, almost growling. "Take me deeper in your mouth, my whore. I want to fuck your throat my perfect slut!"

Eagerly she pulls him deeper, obedient and willing to his desire, wanting to please her sweet Master, his cock a rigid length of silk in her mouth. His hips press against her lips, pushing his cock deep into her throat now. Taking her mouth like he did her cunt, he starts fucking her sexy face with a deep-seated desire. Her moans become louder against his meat as she is trapped by his grip in her silky red hair and his lust, her own desire causing her eyes to tear with delight from the force and size of his juicy cock as he takes her face mercilessly. Feeling the eruption slowly building inside him, he slows a little on his strokes, wanting this to last as long as he can, savoring her, taking his time on her mouth. He looks down at her, stroking her cheek as he fucks her mouth, his lips curled in a grin. Taking him deeper, she feels his Mastery of her in each stroke. She watches him move, and sensing his welling pleasure as it spirals through his body. Sliding back a little on the seat, he pulls his cock from her mouth and licks his lips, lifting her head by the chin to look into his eyes as he grins seductively. "I want to fuck those beautiful tits, my whore."

Licking her own lips in return, she positions herself higher, and places his slick cock between her soft, round globes, their freckled flesh surrounding him as she moves up and down over his cock, sucking on the head of his cock with each stroke. Looking up at him as she does, her eyes blazing with desire. Moving in time with her, he pushes his thick length between her perfectly soft mounds, enjoying the tender flesh against him. The feel of it drives him to pick up speed with the tasting of her lips on his cock. Her hands cup over her breasts, mashing them against him as her fingers pinch on her nipples, looking at him coyly as the seductive voice fills the air. "Does my Master love his slut's soft, tempting and yielding body?"

Moaning with the desire she invokes in him, he licks his lips between strokes, looking deeper into her eyes. His hand moves up to caress her hair and cheek, gripping a little on her hair. His smile becomes a devious grin, still pushing his cock up between her tits. Her body responds to his touch, moving faster and letting out a soft little moan as his voice glides on the air to her in response. "Your Master loves his slut, her body, her soul, and her mind. All are his, and he loves them all!"

With a wide smile, she continues to move him in her globes faster; licking and sucking the angry purple head with each stroke, making it go deeper into her mouth each time. She noisily goes down on it, longing to feel its length inside her again. His gaze is piercing as he takes her body for his pleasure. She trembles at the gaze and whispers to him. "Show this little strumpet what she is, your whore, your cum slut! Give me a hot load of your sperm to lick up Master! This little trollop belongs only to you!"




The Surprise



Smiling down at her, he strokes his hand over her cheeks, tracing them with a single finger, watching his cock head disappear between her lips and a soft moan escapes each time it does. Her lips curl in a wicked smile as he speaks softly. "Then take my cock into your mouth fully, my trollop, and move your sexy ass up here for me to enjoy while you do."

Eagerly, she lets his cock fall from her succulent fleshy orbs and kneels on the edge of the love seat, leaning her head down to take his cock into her mouth, wiggling her ass at him as she gets into position. His hands move, one to pull the hair from her face, so he can watch as her lips engulf his hardness again. His body shudders and letting out a moan of pleasure at her soft lips taking him again. His other hand moves to her ass, giving it a swift spank. The sound breaks the near silence of the scene as he winks at her. She wiggles her ass and giggles a little, her rounded cheeks tilted in the air, her shaven mound exposed to him and dripping. Slipping his hand from her ass, he moves his fingers over her clit, and begins to rub it slowly, whispering. "Now my love, get back to your work, and maybe you will get that treat from your Master that you know he has for you!"

Her thighs begin to part, giving him all he wants of her swollen little clit, enjoying that he is still very hard in her warm, yielding mouth. He reaches beside the love seat with his free hand. He opens the drawer on an end table, pulling a long, thick, silver vibrator from it. Her eyes grow wide as she sees her favorite toy in his hands. He moves it behind her, pressing it into her slick hole, and turning it on the highest setting, still rubbing on her clit. The intensely invasive pleasure sweeps through her, carrying her away, and she rocks on her knees. Forgetting his cock for the moment, she moves with the rhythm of his hands and the vibrator inside her. With a gentle reminder, he pushes her lips back down towards his cock, stroking her cheek softly. Her voice is hungry as she squirms and cries out, begging for release. "Master, please let your little slut cum! She is so hot, so impossibly close, she just has to have it!"

****Looking deep into her eyes, he grins and licks his lips, still working her sensitive clit. His hand continues to push her head down towards his cock, despite the pleading gaze she is giving him. Her body is trembling with excitement. The pleasure courses through her and commands its release, but she holds it back for him. He responds softly. "You may cum when you get your Master to cum, now get back to work, my slut."

With a shivering moan, she eagerly falls back onto his savage red cock, sucking for all she's worth. Her hands move to squeeze on his full balls, trying to coax the cum from them as her mouth moves furiously over him. He lets out a loud moan at the intense pleasure, his hand working faster over her nub, panting as he feels his slave working towards his impending explosion. She sucks at him hungrily, her breathing ragged, her body straining to stall her own orgasm wanting to give him the release he desires first. With a loud cry of pleasure, he finally gives in, unable to hold back from her exquisite pleasure any longer. His cock erupting inside her mouth as he pulls her head down onto his cock, pushing into her throat, calling out. "Yes love! Cum with your Master! Cum HARD my slut!"

Without even needing anything more, she obeys, letting her body go. She lets the passion wash over her, screaming as he floods her mouth, her own climax a spiral of fire, that spreads through her body in waves. He pants and groans heavily, looking into her eyes. Still strumming on her, he enjoys the trembling in their bodies with the sweet release of desire as he fills her mouth with his seed. She cries out again, a second wave of pleasure following the first, the vibrations and rubbing sends her over another edge, unable to control her own body anymore, letting him have the control of her. Her body begins to go limp at the pleasure that has wiped her clean, and he smiles, pulling her up against his, her head quickly finding its way under his chin. She nuzzles him, wrapping her arms around him. His hands pull her close, and enfold her in his arms, holding her tight to his flesh. She looks up at him, smiling, totally his, sated and safe. Reaching down, he strokes her beautiful face and speaks softly. "Happy Birthday, my love."



The Surprise



This is one of my earliest attempts at erotic writing. I have revised it and hope you enjoy the ending.

I lit a cigarette, exhaled, and looked through the drifting smoke at the woman tied spread eagle on the bed in front of me. She had white semi transparent panties on and the material at her crotch was pulled tight enough for me to see the detailed outline of her pussy against the thin material. I could also see small wisps of hair peeking around the edges of those panties causing my cock to begin stirring. I looked further up her body; to her naked breasts, and noticed to my satisfaction; that her nipples were hard.

I stood and slowly walked around the bed. Then leaned over and asked if she was enjoying our little playtime? She couldn't answer me of course, because I had stuffed a gag in her mouth and then placed duct tape over it; I didn't want anyone hearing her pleas. Her eyes followed me closely, as I inspected her body with great interest. 

I leaned down and licked her left nipple, then sucked it roughly into my mouth. I saw her stomach flinch as I did this. Encouraged, I reached down and rubbed my finger up and down the crotch of her panties. Her cunt lips felt so nice and full. I put more pressure on my finger and felt it slip between her folds, pushing her panties inside her cunt. She moaned into her gag and was blinking back tears of humiliation. 

My cock was rock hard, as I reached into my shorts and pulled it out. Her eyes widened in disbelief and she began shaking her head back and forth, telling me no. Stroking my cock several times directly over her face, I placed the head of my cock on her tit and rubbed it around her nipple, my precum covering her breast like a snail's trail. 

I noticed that the center of her panties was becoming wet from my efforts. In fact, they were becoming very wet. I reached and pulled the panties aside at her crotch, exposing her pussy to my heated gaze. I could see her cunt lips beginning to swell and turn a deeper shade of pink. As I watched intently, more of her essence began to stream out of her, running to the sheet below. I pushed my finger into her hole to the first joint, and then turned my hand so that I could use my thumb on her clit. As soon as I touched it, her hips lifted off the bed forcing my finger farther into her cunt. I could smell her excitement as I began to finger fuck her pussy. 

I wanted to taste her. Wanted to put my mouth over her cunt and lick those wonderful juices coming from her. I took a small knife out of my pocket and cut the thin strip of cloth between her legs. Her cunt was even more hairy that I thought. I leaned down and slowly began to caress her clit with my tongue. I could feel her ass lift off the bed and I smiled as her clit began to swell and stick out of her bush. God, I loved this; she was completely at my mercy and I was not about to let these moments pass.

I pulled my shorts off and climbed on the bed with her. My cock was so engorged, I thought for sure that it was about to burst. I placed it at the edge of her pussy and slid the head of it up and down her slit. God, she was so wet. With me still rubbing her clit with my left hand, I slid my cock into her hot hole and then slowly pulled it back. 

She moaned through her gag and I guess, feeling a small tinge of pity for her predicament, I removed it from her mouth. She showed her gratitude quickly, by trying to bite my hand. I swatted her ass hard, and noticed that she moaned, deep in her throat. 

"You like that don't you?" I asked her. "You like it when I smack your nice big ass. Do you want me to keep doing that, or do you want me to finish fucking you... It's your choice?" 

She smirked at me and said, "Can't you do both at the same time, or is that too much to ask?"

I smacked her ass again and pushed my cock deep into her pussy until my pubic bone ground into her bush.

"Ohhhhh, fuck me hard." She screamed.

I began to pound my cock into her pussy with a fury. I looked down and could see that my cock was glistening from her juices and her cunt lips would appear to open and close as my meat slid in and out...faster and faster I fucked her hot hole of desire, which just made me harder and harder.

I leaned over and grabbed one of her nipples between my thumb and forefinger and squeezed it hard. 

"Oh yes. Oh God Yes," she moaned. 

I was just about on the verge of shooting my load into her womb and when she said this, I lost it. My balls tightened and I could feel my cum starting it's travel through my hard cock. I rammed my cock into her as far as I could push it. Cum shot out of my cock and splashed against the insides of her pussy. Again and again, it poured out of me and into her. I pulled my cock from her cunt and the last spurt shot out, landing on her tits. 

She arched her back and cried out that she was going to cum. I grabbed her other nipple and squeezed it hard too. She screamed again and started to cum. I watched her cunt as she came and to my delight, discovered that she was a squirter. Her juices mixed with my cum splashed out of her pussy and ran down her ass to the bed. I turned on my side and watched as she began to settle down a little, then reached over and untied her hands from the bedposts. She immediately sat up and threw her arms around me and kissed me deeply. 

"Thank you, Darling," she said gratefully, "Your old Auntie needed that so bad. You have made an old woman feel sooo good." 

She pushed me back down on the bed and went for my still hard cock. She sucked it deep into her mouth and it was not too long before I shot more hot cum down my aunt's throat.



The Surprise



Friday evening. I had arranged to go out with the boys for a few drinks after work. Usually these outings, being few and far between, are anticipated greatly. This particular evening, however, while starting off well, was fading fast for me. It had been a long week at work, and my batteries were running low. This feeling was exacerbated by the martinis I was drinking, I'm sure. Usually on these outings it would be two or three AM before I returned home. Tonight I found myself on Interstate 95, headed north toward home at around 10:00 PM.

Sarah, my wife, would surely be stunned by this. With two toddlers at home, there was a certain amount of guilt that came along with these outings. I decided not to call. I'd surprise her. Who knows, maybe I'd even get lucky! After staring down the blouse of a sexy, raven haired waitress all night, I was sure horny enough.

Once home, I parked the Volvo wagon at the end of the driveway in order to grab the mail on the way in. Stumbling into the dark and quiet house, I wondered if Sarah was downstairs in the playroom watching TV, or if she had already called it a night and gone to bed. Then I heard something muffled. Voices? A TV? I froze, standing completely still, listening to see if I could detect any particular location for this unexpected sound. 

I fixed the direction as being from the back yard. Making my way cautiously through the house towards the kitchen, the sounds got louder. At the edge of the room, I could see the light on in the back yard, illuminating the patio and pool. Several voices could be heard, and from the sound of it, they were having a good time. 

It wasn't like Sarah to have someone over without telling me, let alone several. My antennas were up and I walked softly toward the French doors leading to the back. I wanted to get a good look at what was going on, before making my presence known.

I crept as silently as I could and stood with my back against the floral curtain on one side of the doors. I turned my head, listening. The voices were sporadic and light. Almost like children playing. I could hear the water of the pool churning. Slowly, I extended my head to the edge of the curtain, trying to see my targets while exposing as little of myself as possible. I grabbed the curtain and held it close to my face, letting my left eye slowly slide past the edge. As my view slid left to right, I could see the back yard, the patio and finally the pool. In it, were three heads bobbing up and down, like dark ink spots in a sea of turquoise. Alternately swimming, talking, gliding and splashing. I was relieved to see three as it somehow seemed less likely that my wife was involved in something illicit with that number. 

I gazed around the pool and could see drinks, towels and assorted other items at the far end scattered around a table and chairs. As I listened, it became evident that I was only hearing higher voices. Another good sign... probably just Sarah and some of her girlfriends. I wasn't ready to give up my vantage point yet however. I wanted to see who exactly it was with her. As I watched the giggling and splashing, one of the three bobbing heads started to break away. It rose out of the water with two arms and shoulders and headed for the far end of the pool. I couldn't wait to see who it might be. As the person I focused on arrived at the far end of the pool, she grabbed the ladder to the left side of the diving board and began pulling herself out. In her ascension, one thing became perfectly clear. This young woman was not wearing a bathing suit... and she had a perfect ass. 

It's funny how when you see someone out of their normal surroundings, they're much more difficult to recognize. As the young woman with dark and curly wet hair, turned and climbed onto the diving board, I strained to see her. Her body was solid, and well proportioned. Her breasts ample, although not as large as Sarah's, and her pubic area was thick with more dark curly hair. "Hmmmm, not a trimmer", I mused. As she stood on the diving board she giggled something to the two heads bobbing in the water. That's when I realized her identity. It was Mel, Sarah's friend from her old job. Mel lived in the same town as we, and she had worked with Sarah at the clinic downtown for a couple of years. 

My heart pounded as I stole glimpses of her naked body. As she bounded off of the board I instinctively pulled back, hearing the water splash. I could feel my crotch tighten. The sight of my wife's friend in the nude had brought me to full arousal. I took deep breaths trying to calm myself down. The question ringing in my head was what to do next? My head cleared with my third breath and I wondered if I should crash this party... but how? Then I saw it. Sarah's digital camera was sitting on the counter top a few feet away, still there from her last trip to the beach with the kids. I peeked around the curtain and saw the three of them still treading water. Ducking down, I scooted quickly across the face of the doors to the kitchen counter area. I grabbed the camera and slid the dial to "REC", turning it on. Looking at the preview screen I could see I had enough memory left for plenty of pictures. I slid the flash button to the "OFF" setting to avoid detection. Walking in a squat, my chin just above the top of the counter, I passed the sink. I could see out a large window to the three heads in the pool as I did. Their chatter and play continued, unfazed by my lurking. Moving to the far side of the window and looking through the viewfinder, I located my waterlogged prey. Steadying my hands, I hit the zoom button. The heads grew larger until they filled the viewfinder, faces becoming clear. Sarah's profile was sharp, her auburn hair a wet tangle of curls. Her smooth, white shoulders visible above the water. Click. 

Panning to my right, the back of the yet unknown third beauty's head was in sight. Her short hair wet and slicked back with a tinge of red. I waited for a second, but she didn't turn. I panned right once more and stopped with Mel in my view. She faced the camera smiling. Her curly dark hair and bright eyes were keenly visible. She smiled as she listened to the others. Since she was a tall girl, more of her skin was visible above the water line. Her breasts were above the waterline just to the top of her nipples. "Lovely," I thought. Click.

As if on queue, Sarah began to move, swimming toward the right side of the pool. She hauled herself up on the side, naked back side facing me. Click. Her petite body was glistening. She walked to the table area pulled three bottles from an ice tub, twisting the tops off of each as she did. She turned and walked back toward the pool, giving me a great full frontal view. Click. Click. It was oddly exciting to take voyeuristic pictures of my own naked wife. Her breasts bounced as she walked. They were big and full, with large pink nipples the size of silver dollars. Her vagina had curly auburn hair neatly trimmed. I couldn't wait to upload these shots to the Voyeurweb site. She sat down on the side of the pool, legs dangling in the water. The other girls joined her, taking the bottles from her. For the first time the third girls face was visible in profile. I adjusted the zoom. I could see her, but I wasn't sure who she was. "Who?" 

Suddenly they laughed together in a loud burst. Startled, I ducked, catching my breath. As I rose again, I could see Sarah, still laughing, thrust her pelvis forward, her hands probing her vagina as if to show the others. The girls laughed again. Mel tipped her bottle, giggling, and pouring the pink contents on Sarah's pubic region. I held my breath and franticly adjusted the lens as Mel thrust her face between Sarah's legs. Sarah's head dropped back, while the third girl laughed wildly. Click. Mel's face popped up to say something to Sarah, smiling broadly. Then she again buried her face in Sarah's vagina. Click. Sarah took a long drink, obviously enjoying herself. Mel backed off again. The third girl grabbed her in a hug from behind, hands cupping breasts. Click. I wondered if I should interrupt yet. My dick was hard enough to hammer nails. I should be outraged, after all, technically this was cheating, but I was far too excited to worry about it. Mel's face rose from her target, smiling lustily. 

As I watched, my lust overflowing, the unknown mermaid started backing toward me. She was talking to the others as she backed away from them. Her nude back rose from the water. Her smooth ass became visible. As she turned, I could make out the words "I'll be right out". She walked slowly up the ramp of the pool. Franticly I adjusted the zoom. Click. Full frontal. Click. She fit neatly between the other two size-wise. Her breasts were small-ish with tight, pink nipples, her body lean. She had short, reddish hair with darker pubic hair, clipped neatly. Click. Then it struck me, "Karen!" It was our latest baby sitter. She was a young woman, maybe twenty-one or twenty-two recently graduated from college. At this particular moment she was naked and walking straight toward me. Click. I ducked down below the counter.

She had to be coming in to either go to the bathroom or the fridge. The refrigerator was right next to me, I'd be discovered if she was going there. The bathroom was at the other end of the room, where I had come in. I scooted next to island to shield myself and listened. I looked down at the camera in my hand. If I heard Karen coming this way I'd have to try and slide around the island as she walked passed. My odds of being discovered would be high. I heard the door knob click and the rush of air as the seal was broken. Soft padding foot steps followed. I strained to hear over the sounds of my pounding heart. The footfalls paused, and then continued getting softer as they progressed. A door opened and my breathing relaxed. She was in the bathroom. Evidently she wasn't going to close the door either, as the next sound I heard was the soft tinkle of urine hitting the water. I looked down at the camera in my hands and thought, "that would make a picture." I paged back to the last picture I had of her on the camera. She appeared on the tiny screen in front of me, completely nude and unaware. Her body lean and curvy. Her face plain, but pleasant, wearing no makeup. Blue eyes wide and alert.

The toilet flushed, breaking my trance. The footfalls came back into the room. I held my breath, listening. She paused, somewhere behind me. Was she sensing I was there? Or just examining some silly trinket? I was frozen, the sweat beading on my forehead, heart pounding in my ears. Slowly, the footsteps resumed. The door creaked and then closed. I exhaled, letting my life resume. I looked at the image on the screen and slowly slid the dial back to "REC". That was a picture I was to re-visit many times in the future. I crawled back to the sink and ascended cautiously. My eyes peered over the counter and once again the three of them were visible. They had moved closer, standing now in the shallow end of the pool. Breasts clearly visible as they sipped their hard, pink lemonade. Click.

Mel, in between the other two and facing me, seemed to be saying something to Karen about her breasts. As she talked she reached out and touched them. Click. Thumb and forefinger tweaking at her nipples. Click. More laughing.

Sarah, joined in now, taking Karen's hand. She led her away from Mel and over to a floating, rectangular raft. As she directed Karen into a horizontal position, I distinctly heard the word "newbie" escape Sarah's lips. Mel joined in, holding Karen's arms behind her head. More laughter. She bent over the anxious girl, staring straight into her eyes from inches away. Her breasts rested against the top of Karen's head. Click. 

Sarah, my attractive, naked and apparently bi-sexual wife, positioned herself mid-rift of the lovely young thing and began bending over her, facing me as she did. She slowly, almost cautiously began kissing the breasts and torso of the tight bodied sitter. Click. She appeared to be working her way south on the willing, young participant, licking skin, biting nipples, and kissing belly buttons along the way. I felt the crotch of my pants begin to tighten anew. I was getting harder, if that was possible. As I watched my lovely Sarah spread the girl's legs wide and climb half on the raft with her for a better position, I unzipped my pants and let my groin enjoy circulation again. Click. I bit my lip as I watched her bury her face in the young girl's vagina. Click. She worked her tongue with precision as the girl began to writhe with delight. I felt my hand pull the front of my boxers open and releasing the iron shaft that my penis had become. Sarah was definitely not a "newbie" at this. Click. 

The young girl arched her back and wriggled in Mel's grasp as Sarah continued her tongue assault. Click. My right hand was working feverishly as I watched the show with anticipation. It wasn't going to take long for this all to come to fruition. I felt my orgasm start as Karen's pelvis thrust into my wife's face. Sarah's lips seemingly clamped to the girl's pussy as she held on for the ride. The wave overtook me and I felt my hot liquid shoot out like I was eighteen again. My knees buckled and I cried out in my own self imposed ecstasy as somewhere in the distance I could hear Karen doing the same. 

For an instant everything stood still. I braced myself against the counter top and regained composure. Breathe. I looked at my cock, still hard, and dripping in my hand. The camera that was my weapon of choosing this evening was out of kilter on the counter top. The LCD screen still showing a zoomed in picture of Sarah with her face buried in the baby sitter's cunt. Then I realized that everything had truly stopped. I looked out the window and noticed three figures facing in my direction, everyone too shocked to react. The jig was up. I froze not knowing what to do next. Then it dawned on me, that's exactly what they must be thinking. 

I picked up the camera and walked to the French doors. I didn't bother to put my dick back in my pants. I wanted them to see it. I opened the door as the three stunned women stared at me wide-eyed. I immediately became aware of Karen's eyes dropping to view my member, while Sarah looked shocked but strangely amused. Mel appeared completely lost. For some reason none of them tried to cover up, perhaps thinking 'what's the use.'

I raised the camera to my face, and said, "Hi girls. Have I got a surprise for you..." Click.



The Surprise



You get home after a long day at work and stop and get the mail and then you get inside the house and toss the mail on the table. It s been a long stressful day and all you want to do is get in your comfy pajamas and have a cold beer. But your husband has other plans in store for you.

You get changed and you grab a beer out of the fridge and you sit down at the table to go through the mail. It is the usual junk mail and bills. You are about to get up to throw away the junk mail and a plain white envelope catches your eye. You just see it has your name on it and no return address on it. You curiosity is piqued and wonder what it could be.

You open it and you pull out the letter. It is from your husband it says he will be in late tonight but has a surprise for you. It says to be on the bed nude and with a blind fold on and the lights off and to have your pussy nice and shaved bald. You decide you need to take a long bubble bath and you go into the bathroom and start the water and add some bubble bath to the water. You get into the bath tub and start to relax and you start to soap yourself up. You get to your breasts and start to soap them up and notice your nipples get rock hard at your own touch.

You pull your nipples hard and you can feel your pussy heating up and getting wet. You start to rub your clit and start teasing it until your clit is hard. You rub a little faster and you slide a finger in your pussy and you almost explode. You rub faster and faster till you feel the orgasm rip through your body. You close your eyes and let your heart slow down and you almost fall asleep and you remember you have a surprise waiting for you. 

You shave your pussy bald and you get out of the bathtub and dry off and you get some lotion and rub it all over your body and your hand lingers on your pussy but you decide not to finger yourself again and can't wait to see what your surprise is. You go to your bed and lie down and put a blind fold on and wait. 

You fall asleep waiting for your surprise. What seems like hours you awake to hearing the front door open and you start to wake up and can't wait what will happen next? You hear the bedroom door open and hear someone walk in and turn the lamp on beside your bed. You hear the person that is in your room undressing and the unzipping of jeans and you heart starts to beat faster in anticipation about what is going to happen. You feel someone gently massaging your foot and kissing your feet gently. Then them kissing up and down your leg and kissing to your inside thigh. You can feel your nipples getting erect and your pussy getting moist. The person teases you by licking your inside thigh and kissing down your leg and playing a cat and mouse game with your pussy.

They get closer to your pussy and you try to raise your hips for them to get closer but then they kiss down your leg again and come back to your thigh. Then all of a sudden they kiss up your thigh and stick there tongue as far as they can inside your pussy and then pull out. Then they start to lick your clit and they slide a finger in your ass as deep as there finger can go. You feel like your about to explode then they stop. You feel them spitting all over your pussy and making sure you are all nice and slick. You hear them turn something on and can hear something make a buzzing noise. You feel them putting it between your pussy lips and you figure out it's a vibrator. They circle it around your pussy lips and touch your clit with it. You are so close to Cumming and you start to moan very loud and you can feel the orgasm about to start. Then they stop touching your clit. You beg them not to stop. You hear your husband say ok baby you can take off your blindfold if you would like to see your surprise.

You take off the blindfold and your eyes adjust to the light and you see standing before you a woman. She is about 5'8 brown hair and big 38DD tits and big thick nipples and dark areolas. Her pussy is shaved bald and her nipples are very hard. You see you husband in the corner in a chair nude with his hard erect cock in his hand. The woman ask you if you want to try 69 and you say you are game for anything right now because you want to cum hard and you are very turned on. You and her get into a 69 position and she tells just to mimic what she does. She starts to lick your clit and you do the same thing, she sucks and licks on your clit. She licks faster and your lick her clit faster and faster until she explodes and you feel a big orgasm rip through your body. It's the best cum you have ever had and then the woman licks your clit during the orgasm and that pushes you over the edge and you have 2 more orgasms. 

The woman gets up and she has pussy juice all over her face and she asks you if you want to be fucked by a strap on. You tell her that you want her to stretch your pussy out and she pulls out a big thick strap on dildo. She spits on the dildo to get it nice and slick but your pussy is so wet that it would slide in with no problem. She tells you to get into the doggie position and that she is going to give you a good fucking. You get into the doggie position and slides the big strap on into your pussy and stretches it out. Your husband gets up from the chair and gets on the bed and gets behind the other woman and takes her from behind and slides his big cock inside her pussy and she starts to moan and when he does that it causes her to push the strap on deeper inside you. Ever time your husband thrusts it causes her to thrust inside you he starts to fuck her pussy hole faster and faster and she thrust into you faster and deeper. This goes on for about 20 minutes and she starts to cum hard and your husband cums deep inside her pussy hole and that sets you off and you have another big cum also.

You pass out from all the pleasure and you wake up with the woman telling you to eat her fuck hole out and she lies on the bed and you stick your tongue deep inside her to get as much as your husbands cum out as you can. You start to eat his cum and lick her clit, there is so much cum in there that you stick two fingers up inside her and scoop the cum out and suck it off your fingers and you do it again and you feed her some of the cum to. You keep licking her clit until she cums all over your face. You notice your husband is hard again you get some of the woman's pussy juice and you put it all over your husbands cock. You and the woman both start stroking his cock giving him a nice hand job. The woman tells your husband to cum all over your asshole and she will lick off your asshole. 

You lay on the bed spread eagle and the woman takes her fingers on each side of your asshole and stretches it out. Your husband gets closer with his cock to your asshole and the woman spit all over his cock and strokes him faster and faster till he can't take it anymore and shoots 3 or 4 streams of cum all over your asshole. Then the woman gets between your legs and gives your asshole a rim job and she licks off all of your husbands cum and rubs your clit to another orgasm. You all fall asleep exhausted from all the sex play. You wake up in the middle of the night and think it's all a dream. But you look up and the woman is between your legs again eating you out.



The Surprise



Have you ever wondered if the person you met on Literotica is really as freaky and sexual as they make themselves out to be online? I don't anymore. They are. Believe me. And let me tell you how I know.

Yesterday, I went to work like any other day. Ever see the movie The Office? That's how my job is. I sit in a cubicle and click keys on my computer. Do they mean anything to anyone? Probably not, but they give me a check every two weeks so I do it. The highlight of my morning is logging into Literotica. There, I assume the role of TwatLuva123. There, I can be whomever I want and say whatever I feel like saying. I talk to women the way I want to talk to them. I don't get nervous or tongue-tied; I don't have to buy anyone a drink or dinner. I can just be sexy. There is this one girl on there I love talking to. BrownSuga is the kind of girl you don't take home to mom. I imagine this exotic beauty that walks around in a leather pants and a corset all day long. We don't talk everyday but the days we do talk, WOW. It's like indulging in your favorite vice. 

This morning though, didn't look like I'd be riding cloud 9 today. No BrownSuga! Well 5 minutes till lunch and when I get back I'll try to find her again. 

RRRRRIIIIINNNNNNNGGGGG!

"This is John."

"Be at the airport at 12:30." a sexy voice whispers.

"What? Who is this?" I stammer.


CLICK!

Ok, who really falls for prank calls? Not that I get many prank calls but even I know a joke when I hear one. And that had to be a joke, right? With it being time for lunch it's now 12:15 and it does only take 10-15 minutes to get to the airport. And because this is obviously more exciting than the ham and swiss on rye I was going to have for lunch, I make my way to the airport just to see what's going on. 

12:28

After tripping over every little old lady in the parking lot, I stumble into the airport, looking, searching, for what; I HAVE NO IDEA! The caller never said what to do. If this is a joke I fell for it: hook line and sinker. As I turned to leave I hear "Would John Fergus please meet your party at Gate 7. John Fergus please meet your party at Gate 7.". I look up at the board to see if I can figure out what is happening at Gate 7. Maybe someone is sending me on a trip; Flight 227 to Miami leaves in 20 minutes, Flight 1225 to Las Vegas leaves in 15 minutes; the beach and a little gambling sound like fun. I guess the only way to find out would be to actually get to Gate 7. 

Gate 7 looks pretty boring. A few travelers seem to be waiting for flights, although none of them look like they are heading to the beach or to Vegas and no one I recognize. After waiting around for a couple of minutes I walk up to the desk. 

"Excuse me ma'am?" I say to the lady behind the desk.

"Yes, may I help you?" She replied.

"My name is John Fergus and I was paged to this Gate a few minutes ago, can you tell me who sent the page?" I asked.

"Oh Mr. Fergus, here, this is for you to put on and you are to wait over at that wall." she says, as she hands me a piece of fabric and point to a wall, slightly hidden about 20 feet away.

"Uh… thanks." I say looking at the fabric like it contains some deadly disease. If I were a cat, I'd drop dead right now of curiosity. 

As I turn to walk away the lady says, with a wink "And Mr. Fergus have fun." 

I unfold the fabric, it's a blindfold. I'm supposed to stand in the middle of the airport against a wall with a blindfold on with no idea as to what will happen next. Any sane person would leave right now, head back to work and pretend none of this happened. Good thing I'm not sane because now I've just got to know what will happen. 

I put on the blindfold, lean against the wall and wait. 

And wait.

And wait.

"Flight 121 arriving from Atlanta is now landing." the voice over the intercom says.

Atlanta? I don't know anyone in Atlanta except my aunt Mildred and she definitely wouldn't do all this for me. Not since that incident with the thing in the thing. We haven't been as close as we once were. I guess that flight isn't for me. 

5 minutes later I feel someone's presence. 

"Hello?" I say to no one or everyone, I guess it depends on how you look at it. 

Then I feel someone's lips against my ear.

"Hey you." a sexy voice whispers.

"Who are you?" I ask.

"I'm your fantasy." the voice whispers again.

"Can I take off the blindfold?" I ask.

"No, just enjoy." 

Full wet lips lightly skim my face from my ear to my lips. I can feel her warm breath against my skin. She hovers over my mouth. A tongue darts out to tease the corners of my mouth. Then I feel a hand slowly almost hesitantly run up my arms. I feel the blood start to drain from one head and go to the other. I reach out to touch her, to kiss her, to do something but she stops me. 

"No sweetie this is all me." she whispers

Then the sweetest lips on this earth descend upon my mouth. It's as if her tongue was memorizing my whole mouth. Her tongue ran across my teeth, my tongue my lips. Every thought in my head was now gone. I could do nothing but enjoy the extreme pleasure I was experiencing. 

With great sadness I felt her leave my mouth and travel back to my ear.

"Are you hard for me yet?" She asked.

"OH YES!" I breathed out.

"Good." 

I could feel her smile. She knows she's good. And that makes me hornier. My cock is now begging to be released. I reach up to touch her. I want her to feel my cock against her tummy. I want her to know this little game is serious and I need to release. She knows. She runs her hands down my chest. She grabs my cock with no shame. MMMMMMMMM. She unbuttons my pants. Grabs my cock and starts to stroke. 

Slowly

Back

Forth

Back

Forth

Then she does it! She kneels. I feel her hard nipples run down my body over my cock. My cock is now firmly between two lush tits. I can feel my load begging to cum out. But I breathe deep. I don't want this to end before it really begins. The breasts are gone, I don't feel them anymore but I do feel her breath on my cock now; a wet tongue run the length of my shaft; small hands grab my balls. 

Slowly and deliberately she puts her mouth on my hard throbbing cock. She takes me inch by inch. Do I care that I'm in a public airport with my cock out in some woman's mouth? HELL NO! She is sucking me off like I'm the only Popsicle during a heat wave in Texas! 

Her mouth does things I didn't anyone could do. She deep throats me and begins to hum. I don't know what she is humming but the vibrations send me into overload. Her little hands twirl my balls harder and more persistent. She's coaxing the cum out of me! I feel it building.

Her mouth begins a faster pace on my cock. In out, back and forth, her mouth moves. Her other hand joins her mouth at this point to create more pleasure. I grab the back of her head. Run my fingers through her hair. And help her keep pace. This feels so good I can't help myself. I start to push my cock into her mouth harder and faster. I hear her whimper and moan. I've got about 10 more good stokes in me before I unleash my load all in her mouth. 

"Hey…..uh…..just….want…to……uh….yea….warn…..mmmmmm…..I'm….yea about….to…." I stutter.

"Cum for mami, I need my protein." She says in a cute Latin accent

Oh sh*t! 

OH!

MY!

My body begins jerking, as my hot sticky cum fills her mouth. I can't even believe the amount of my load. It just keeps cumming and cumming. And I hear her swallow. And swallow and swallow some more. I always wondered what Heaven would be like. Now I know. The feel of pure ecstasy washed over me. This beautiful stranger just sucked me to the biggest orgasm of my life. 

I feel her stand up. She then does something that no woman had ever done to me. She kissed me. I tasted myself on her. That had to be the most erotic thing of the whole afternoon. She kissed me like I was the last man on earth. She kissed me so hard, my cock started to move again. Then she stopped. 

"Flight 415 to Atlanta is now boarding." the voice over the intercom said.

"I hope you enjoyed your lunch break." she whispered "That's my flight; I'll see you online TwatLuva."

By the time I buttoned my pants and ripped off the blindfold, all I could see was the most gorgeous chocolate body God ever created in tight leather pants and a red corset, boarding the plane.



The Surprise



He's looking forward to getting home, and he's bringing home a surprise for his me. He's hoping that I will enjoy the surprise. When he gets to the house, it seems, as if no one is home, there are no lights on that he can see. He enters the house and hangs up his coat and comes into the living room and stops dead in his tracks, unable to believe what his eyes are seeing. There I am lying on the couch wearing the sexist outfit he has ever seen on me. It's purple, the skirt barely covers my butt, there is no material covering my tits, he notices it's because the outfit is meant to hold them up and draw attention to them, not cover them. For a moment he forgets everything just looking at me. He finally realizes that I'm asleep, at first he doesn't want to wake me up, but then he takes another look at what I'm wearing and remembers his surprise for me. So he decides to wake me after all. He doesn't shake me or call my name though, he kneels on the floor beside me, and his eyes are drawn to my tits. His hands itch to touch them, but before he lets his hands touch them, he lowers his mouth, and takes a nipple into his mouth, closing his lips around it. Almost instantly it hardens, I moan in my sleep. This gets to him and he sucks harder, not wanting to wait for me to wake. 

I wake instantly I moan again and push my tits up at him asking for more. He chuckles and stands up, and tells me he has a surprise for me. I smile up at him and ask what it is. He shakes his head and tells me to close my eyes and wait. I hear him going to the door and opening it. I hear him coming back into the living room; he tells me I can open my eyes now. I do and just about fall off the couch, it turns out my surprise is a guy. I immediately grab a blanket and try to cover myself as well as giving my boyfriend a very dirty look. He tells me to relax, that Brian would probably enjoy looking at me. Then he gives me a smile and tells me that they would like to have me suck their cocks. I look at Brian to see what his reaction is, and I notice that his cock is already hard. A huge smile breaks over my face; I get rid of the blanket, and proudly show my tits to Brian. I look up at my boyfriend and tell him to come here, and I tell Brian to have a seat until his turn, I wait until he's almost sitting, then I tell him or he can come over here and fuck me while I suck my boyfriends cock. He practically jumps from the chair he was about to sit in. He takes his clothes off as he comes towards me, the whole time I've been busy taking my boyfriends pants off. 

When Brian reaches me I get up and get him to sit on the couch, slowly I sit on his cock, sighing when I have it all inside me. As I take my boyfriends cock fully into my mouth he thrusts hard as he can, I would have screamed had I been able to, so strong was his thrust. He keeps his hands on my thighs to keep me from going anywhere. He starts fucking my pussy for all he's worth. The whole time I'm sucking my boyfriend's cock, letting Brian do most of the work for me. Finally they both cum, Brian first, then my boyfriend. The guys both take a moment to get their second wind. 

I ask if they are going to switch places, Brian speaks up and says that he would really like to feel my lips wrapped around his cock. My boyfriend looks at Brian and tells him it's better if he stays sitting, I chuckle, as Brian asks why. He laughs and tells him that his knees may not want to hold him up once I get started. He chuckles and agrees to stay sitting; I get down and kneel in front of him. Slowly I lick all my juices off his cock, and then as I take Brian's cock into my mouth my boyfriend slides his cock into my ass. He can tell from my reaction that I was not expecting this, he can also tell that I'm not minding in the least. He gives me a moment to adjust then he sets a steady pace. As my boyfriend notices my moans and groans getting more intense he fucks my ass harder and deeper. I give up even trying to control the pace of my sucking on Brian's cock and just let my boyfriend force it in and out of my mouth breathing when I can. 

I hear Brian tell my boyfriend to fuck me harder, I groan even louder hearing this. My boyfriend chuckles, and says that he knows that I'm enjoying every thrust. I moan my agreement. He fucks my ass harder than ever, he can feel my body getting ready to cum. He thrust one final time, hard and deep, lifting me off my knees a little. He takes my hand and pulls me up, he looks down at me and tells me he wants me over the arm of the couch, and that I still have to suck Brian's cock. If I stop sucking, he stops fucking. The deeper I take Brian's cock the deeper he'll fuck me. Brian kneels on the couch making sure I can reach his cock, just before I take his cock into my mouth, I turn and look at my boyfriend. With a twinkle in my eye I tell him that once he starts fucking me I won't have to do anything, except keep my mouth open. He get a serious look on his face and says that he forgot to tell me one thing, I'm not suppose to say a word, just obey. I start to laugh but it's cut off abruptly when I feel the sting of his hand across my ass. 

Properly chastised, I take Brian's cock into my mouth, slowly at first making him anticipate what's to come. Once I have it all in my mouth I really start sucking on it. So that it almost seems as if he's fucking my mouth, but I'm doing all the work. My boyfriend places his cock at the entrance to my pussy, noting how hot and wet it is, knowing that I'm just waiting for him to shove it in, he decides to see how long it takes for me to start squirming. He kneels there with the head barely inside; before I get a chance to really start squirming Brian pushes so forcefully against me that I'm forced back against my boyfriend, which pushes his hard cock into my pussy. Now that he's inside me he can no longer hold back. He starts pumping, getting into such a rhythm that I'm bouncing back and forth between the two of them. They keep going until my legs give out under me. 

My boyfriend tells me he wants to go upstairs where it's more comfortable to do what he wants next. So we all go upstairs, when we get to the bedroom I give my boyfriend a look that let's him know I'm waiting to hear what is expected of me. He tells me that first I have to get both of them ready again, and that I have to suck on both of them at the same time, so that you'll both be ready to fuck me silly. I sit on the edge of the bed and bring them closer to me so I can reach them both. I go back and forth between them making their cocks very hard. He takes a step back and says that's enough, that he's more than ready to go. He lies down on the bed and tells me to straddle him, I do and before he can suggest to Brian that he fuck my ass, he's already there getting ready to fuck my ass. They both slide into me at the same time, the feeling of having both enter me at the same time does incredible things to me, making me whimper and squirm. They can feel my whole body quivering from the sensations, my boyfriend reaches up and grabs my tits playing roughly with them. Pinching and squeezing the nipples making me groan in ecstasy. The guys settle into a rhythm and once they get going they pump harder and harder, finally making me cry out when I cum. I collapse on my boyfriend needing to get my breath back. 

When I have regained my composure, he tells me he wants to fuck me standing up. He asks Brian to stand behind me and pick me up with his hands under my thighs, he does this but before he settles me against his chest he puts his cock back in my ass. He slides his cock into my pussy, pushing it all the way in one thrust. Forcing Brian's cock even deeper in my ass. It only takes a few thrusts before I'm cuming again and again. I finally pass out from so much pleasure, but the guys aren't done with me yet. They wait patiently for me to come around. When I finally open my eyes, my boyfriend looks down at me and tells me I've still got lots more coming that I haven't been properly fucked yet. Just hearing that makes me moan, I ask him what are going to do to me now. He tell me that first he's going to lick my pussy and make it very wet and hot, then he's going to fuck me with a dildo while I suck on Brian's cock again. 

He spreads my legs as wide as he can Brian sits beside me so that I can reach his cock, and he can reach my tits. My boyfriend starts licking my pussy making it very wet, meanwhile Brian is playing with my tits, squeezing, pinching and generally making the nipples very hard, while I'm making his cock hard. After what seems an eternity my boyfriend decides that it's time to start using the dildo. He shoves it in, pushing as hard and deep as he can. He pulls it out only to thrust it back in. My boyfriend does this over and over again, until I just can't take anymore. He tells me that before we're done he wants to fuck my tits and cum all over them while Brian fucks me doggie style. We all get into position, he wraps my tits around his cock while Brian slides his cock inside my pussy. He lets Brian's motions do all the work, when he finally reaches the point of being ready to cum he signals Brian. They both get up and cum all over my tits and face. I then bring my tits to my mouth and lick all the cum I can off of them. I hear both of them groan at the sight. They tell me that they now want more, much more. I tell them that the only way they guys are getting anymore is if we do it another day.



The Surprise



Mistress Emma draped a large overcoat around my shoulders and began to button it. Beneath the coat I was completely naked; my arms immobilized behind my back with leather cuffs secured to lock my wrists and upper arms together. 

"Are you excited about the surprise I have for you, Ingrid?" Mistress Emma asked. 

"Yes," I whispered, slightly breathless as she slipped her under the coat to finger my pussy. 

"Spread your legs for me," she said. 

My feet inched apart and Emma's fingers pressed deeply into my moist pussy. 

"Good," Emma smiled. "Do you have any idea what the surprise might be?" 

"No," I replied. A rush of nervous excitement combined with the sensations of Emma's fingers touching my clit made me shiver. 

"Good," Emma repeated. 

She pinched and toyed with my clit for a moment and then finished buttoning my coat. Its satin lining felt cool and sensuous against my nude body; a stark contrast of sensations to that caused by the six inches of thick latex imitation cock butt plug Emma had earlier inserted snugly in my ass. 

"There; done," Emma said. She looked me up and down and, after making a small adjustment the position of my steel slave collar, announced we were ready to go. 

Mistress Emma told me to wait by the door while she locked a few windows and turned off the lights. 

The prospect of going anywhere out in public caused my stomach to flutter. It was dark outside though and I had on the coat but still, I was acutely conscious of my nakedness, restraints and butt plug as we walked to Emma's car. 

I had expected Emma to open the front door for me but instead, she opened the back door of her car and told me to sit. Once seated, she told me to face away from her so that a blindfold could be secured over my eyes. 

"Are you nervous?" Mistress Emma asked. 

"Yes," I replied honestly. It almost felt like I was being kidnapped and this thought made me tingle. 

"Lie down," Emma said. 

I felt her hands gently pushing me over and let myself fall down across the back seat. Emma then brought my cuffed ankles together and cinched them with a clip. The leather cuffs buckled just above my knees were also similarly clipped together, heightening my whole feeling of complete helplessness. The door was then closed and a few moments later, we began driving somewhere. 

I quickly gave up trying to guess where we were going. Emma seemed to drive at a leisurely speed for a few blocks after which the increased speed and noise of other traffic led me to believe we were on the freeway. We drove for quite a while until at last, it sounded like we entered the city. My mind continued to try and second-guess our destination when we seemed to pass right through the city and onto another freeway. 

There was no telling how long we drove for but eventually, it felt like we were off the freeway and cruising a suburban block somewhere. Several minutes later, the car slowed to almost a complete stop, turned and bounced a little as if entering a driveway. 

"We're here," Mistress Emma announced. 

I heard her get out of the car and walk away. The sound of her high heels firstly on concrete and then appearing to climb a couple of stairs. I heard a doorbell and a moment or two later, a door opening and the sounds of people whispering. I couldn't make out what was said except that Emma was talking to a man. 

The distinctive sound of Emma's heels on the concrete as she approached the car again was accompanied by the sound of other footsteps. Nothing was said when the back door to the car was opened and a hand reached in to pull me up into a sitting position. The same hands ushered my feet from the car and then began to unbutton my coat. I could tell it wasn't Emma by both the size and firmness of the hands when they'd had hold of my cuffed ankles and by the strong, sickly sweet scent of a man's aftershave close to me. 

Still nothing was said when the coat was finally pushed back off my shoulders and I was helped out of the backseat to stand nakedly beside the car. There was a vague sensation of light through the blindfold and thus the realization that I could be standing naked and bound fully illuminated for all the world to see. I trembled at the thought. Hands embraced me from both sides and ultimately lifted me so that my naked, bound body could be carried to the house. Both pairs of hands were obviously belonged to men and I could hear Mistress Emma following behind with a third man. My heart skipped a beat. 

"I see you have her seat ready," Mistress Emma said once we were inside. 

The man with her laughed and said, "Yes." 

I was carried a few steps into the room and then slowly lowered to a point where I could feel the blunt tip of a dildo press into my moist pussy. Its thickness caused me to gasp out loud as the two men seated me on it. It was impossible to guess what the dildo was mounted on except that it was a low wooden pedestal of some kind with a place to secure my cuffed ankles so that my feet didn't quite touch the floor. 

"Well, here she is, boys," Mistress Emma said. "What do you think?" 

There was an immediate chorus of approval from the three men followed by one of them who asked Emma what she wanted to drink. She asked for a scotch and a moment later, I heard ice cubes dropped into a glass and a drink poured. 

It occurred to me that my face was hot and flushed, undoubtedly from the feeling of humiliation that first struck me when my coat was removed in the car but which I was only now conscious of. I wriggled my fingers and toes and squirmed a little on the two large dildos that filled my ass and pussy. 

"So, are you all students?" Mistress Emma asked. 

My heart immediately leaped to my mouth at the thought the three men might actually be students of mine. 

"Yes," one replied. 

As if to reinforce my sudden dread, Emma then said, "That's interesting. Buttslave here is a teacher." 

"Yes, we know," another man said. 

I could only blindly turn my head in the directions of their voices as deep panic set in. There was something vaguely familiar about their voices but I couldn't quite place them. 

"So, what are you all studying?" Mistress Emma asked. 

"Josh and I are both doing electrical engineering and Rod is doing I.T.," the man said. 

Neither name rang any bells with me though I still couldn't stop feeling I knew their voices. 

I could hear each person in the room sipping their drinks and then Emma spoke again. 

"So, do you want to show me how this thing works?" 

"I'd be delighted to!" the anonymous young man said. 

I became instantly anxious and turned my head this way and that to hear what was going on. 

"Here, use this," Josh said. 

Before I had a chance to say anything, a ball gag was pressed into my mouth and secured in place with a leather head strap. A moment later I heard the click of a switch behind me and the sudden whir of a motor beneath me in the pedestal. The large dildo began to move; slowly at first and then with increasing speed until it was vigorously fucking me. It was impossible to concentrate on what was then said except to say my distress at being unable to escape the fucking obviously amused everybody. 

The mechanical fucking continued relentlessly for several minutes before Emma asked one of them to release the restraints on my legs so they could be spread and re-secured to points on either side of the pedestal. 

"See, I told you she'd love this," Mistress Emma said. 

I blushed even more deeply as comments were made about my juices apparently visible on the shaft of the dildo as it fucked me. The three young men all heartily agreed. 

"Who wants to make her cum first?" Mistress Emma asked. 

Again there was a chorus of voices all wanting to be first so Emma invited Rod to step forward. 

I felt his presence between my spread legs even before he touched me. His hands pushed my knees widely apart and his head pressed between my thighs. The pleasure of his tongue against my clit was immediate and intense. He lashed my swollen clit as vigorously as the mechanical cock fucked me. It only took a minute or two before I was forced to surrender completely to the perverse pleasure -- my moans of ecstasy loud even through the gag. 

Over the next ten to fifteen minutes, each of the other two young men took their turn and forced me to orgasm until at last, I felt thoroughly exhausted and seemingly in a state of perpetual and tingly arousal. 

Emma said something to somebody and the fucking machine slowly came to a stop. Hands released my ankles and I was helped to my feet and held until I could stand without support. 

"We can't let the slave have all the fun, can we boys?" Mistress Emma asked. 

"No!" the three young men said in unison. 

I was ushered across the room and made to kneel on a low, padded bench. Two of the young men shackled my ankles to the bench while the third bent me over and locked my head in wooden stocks. With my ass upturned and plugged as it was, I felt particularly vulnerable and humiliated. This feeling intensified when Emma slowly removed the large, cock-shaped plug and then stood behind me with her hands resting on my hips. 

"Josh, you can go first this time," Mistress Emma said. 

He thanked her and then moved to stand in front of my trapped head. I felt some relief when the gag was removed from my mouth but this quickly disappeared when it was replaced by a large, solid cock. As Josh slowly fucked my mouth, I felt Emma's hands spread my ass cheeks and then a large strap-on dildo press firmly into the crater of my anus. I moaned loudly as she forced inch after inch into my ass and even more loudly when she started to fuck my ass with it. 

Once Emma settled into a regular fucking rhythm, I felt her release the clip holding my wrists together. 

"Let's not leave anybody out of the fun," Mistress Emma laughed and with that, my hands were guided to masturbate the other two young men who stood either side behind me. 

Josh continued to fuck my mouth energetically until at last, his cock exploded and filled my mouth with his hot, thick jism. After swallowing it all, his place was taken by Rod and then by the anonymous young man -- each cumming quickly and with Emma continuing to fuck my ass hard with her strap-on. 

When Emma finally withdrew from my ass, she promised it would get plenty more fucking before the night was out but first, they were all going to have another drink and renew their strength. The blindfold was removed but I still couldn't see much because the bench stocks had me facing a corner of the room.  

There was something strangely familiar about the wallpaper in the room that again had me wondering about the identities of the three young men. I stared long and hard at it until I could see patterns within the patterns of the wallpaper. 

A half hour or so elapsed before I heard movement toward me and the conversation turn its attention on my vulnerable ass. 

"Are you ready to have your ass fucked again?" Mistress Emma asked. 

I hesitated a moment and then replied, in a stuttering uncertain voice, "Yes." 

"Good," Mistress Emma said. 

I felt a sudden coldness trickling into the crack of my ass and then Emma's finger pressing the lube into my sore anus. She gently finger fucked my ass until her finger moved easily in and out and then invited Rod to have the first turn fucking my ass. 

His cock was the smallest of the three I had sucked and he fucked my ass gently for several minutes before he ultimately ejaculated. Josh then took his turn and while his cock felt longer than Rod's, it wasn't particularly thick. He also seemed to take his time and be gentle with my ass however, the anonymous young man was an entirely different story. 

His cock was as large as Emma's strap-on and equally as hard. He drove it hard into my ass repeatedly and spanked my cheeks hard until they burned as much as the friction of his cock. 

"Wiggle that ass for me!" he grunted. 

I reluctantly obeyed and soon was grinding my ass back to meet his hard, pounding strokes. His balls slapped against my pussy and I felt his weight come down on my back. I tried to look back and see his face but the wooden beam of the stocks prevented me. After several minutes I began to wonder whether he was going to cum at all, and this worried me mostly because his hands and fingers on my breasts and nipples aroused me to the point where I felt on the verge of my own orgasm. 

"You like being fucked in the ass, slave?" Emma asked. 

"Yes," I whimpered. 

"Say it!" Mistress Emma said. "Say, I love being fucked in the ass!" 

"I love being fucked in the ass, Mistress!" I whimpered more loudly. 

"Don't tell me! Tell him!" 

I had no idea who I was talking to but I obeyed and said, "I love your cock in my ass. It's so big and hard..." 

On saying this he began to fuck my ass harder and faster. I could hear his enthusiasm expressed in unintelligible grunts and so continued to encourage him with praise of his cock. After another minute or so of whimpering about how much I enjoyed his cock in my ass, he buried himself deep in my ass and went suddenly still. He moaned loudly, announced the fact he'd just cum and then slowly withdrew his cock from my tortured anus. 

I was left locked in the stocks for a minute or two before finally, and much to my relief, I was released. Emma raised the head stock and invited me to join her and the three young men over in the lounge. When I turned around the first thing I saw through the window was the neighboring house. My shock surprise was confirmed when I quickly turned and looked at the three young men who sat naked and grinning at me from the lounge chairs: they were MY neighbors!



The Surprise



"Chad's going to be so surprised," Meg says to herself as she walks, almost skips down the hall, looking for room number 714. It's a hot August afternoon in Chicago and she's looking for her boyfriend's room. This is the last day of his business trip and on the spur of the moment, she decided to fly into the city to take his mind off his busy work week, and to relieve some pent-up frustrations for both of them. 

She finds room 714, swipes the keycard and lets herself into the room, a Jacuzzi suite of course, his company treats him well. As she drops her bag on the king sized bed, she chuckles to herself, thinking how easy it was to get the room key. With a little explaining, her ID, and a knowing grin from the gentleman behind the desk, she had no problem at all. 

Meg sits down on the bed, putting her feet up, thinking about her plans for the evening. She closes her green eyes and her mind drifts away, thinking about how she's going to show him how much she's missed him the past week. She misses his grin, his cologne, his touch. It's been a fast moving 18 months with him, and in all that time, they had never been apart for more than a night or two. She grinned remembering the first time they were apart, how they attacked each other that night. Clothes flying, moaning, hot and sweaty, it was definitely a night to remember. 

As she thinks about him, her hand slides up the slit in her sundress, until her hand reaches her black lacey panties. She has been insatiable all week. Each night after hanging up the phone with him, she finds herself incredibly turned on, unable to think of anything else but him as she pleases herself. Meg's fingers brush across her thigh, her other hand slides across her chest, nipples already hard. Her fingers slide under her panties, her skin soft and smooth. She shifts her position on the bed, opening her legs, allowing her index finger to easily confirm how badly she wants him. Just as a soft moan escapes her lips, her cell phone rings and she jumps, not expecting the intrusion. With a glance at the clock, Meg realizes Chad is calling her as he does every evening, just after his final meeting of the day. 

She answers the phone, eager to hear his voice, barely able to contain her excitement. They share the usual "how was your day" conversation, and that he's eager to come home soon. He explains that he'll call her later, that he has to finish some paperwork before returning to the hotel. She hangs up the phone, realizing she has less than an hour to get everything done before he gets there. 

She unpacks a few things, places candles throughout the suite, lighting them, noticing how soft and enticing the room becomes. She pulls out a few dishes, containing all kinds of finger foods, from pickles and olives, to meats and cheeses, to fruits and vegetables. She then chills a bottle of his favorite wine, before she slips out of her clothes and into the shower. 

After she showers, she heads to the Jacuzzi tub, to run a hot bath for him. She fixes her hair and makeup, and then slips into his favorite black lacey teddy. After turning on some soft music, she reclines on the bed, waiting for him.

She can hear him at the door; she is as nervous and giddy as a teenager. The door opens, and she can see the surprised look on his face, his eyes take in the room, finally finding her on the bed. "Baby!" Chadd exclaims, as he heads towards her, dropping everything in his hands on the floor. He grabs her hand, pulling her to him, wrapping his arms around her, just holding her, taking in her scent, the softness of her skin. Pulling back, he looks at her, his hand caresses her face and he leans in for a kiss, soft and gentle at first, then more passionate and demanding. His hands slide down her back, cupping her bottom, pulling her to him, pressing himself against her. She softly moans, "Oh Chad, I've missed you," knowing how badly she wants him, but knowing that she wants to wait till later. Leaving his left hand on her bottom, he slides his other hand around, over her breasts, feeling her nipples harden. He moves his hand under the nightie, when she reluctantly pulls back, wagging her finger, "Not yet, Chad." He groans, and then pulls her to him again, his passion rising even more, wanting her so badly at that moment. She wriggles away, and then slyly tells him she has other plans for him. He grins, knowing he's going to like this.

She helps him undress, and then leads him to the Jacuzzi tub. She lets him settle, allowing him to relax. She grabs a sponge, and begins to massage his body, enjoying his soft moans, loving how innocent he looks when he's relaxed with his eyes shut, almost boy-like. Not wanting him to relax too much, she slides her hand down his stomach, her hand finding him still turned on. He jumps a little, then grins when he hears her giggle. She slowly strokes her hand up and down the length of him, leaning in to kiss him. His hand again tugs at her nightie, and she reaches back for a towel, not yet wanting to give in to her lust for him. 

After she playfully dries him off, he wraps the towel around his waist, and she leads him to the bed. After pouring each of them a drink, and grabbing the food, she sits next to him on the bed and they enjoy one another's company, talking, eating, drinking...playfully teasing one another. She grabs a strawberry, drags it thru the whipped cream and leans in to feed it to him. Just as she reaches his mouth, she "misses", getting the cream on his lips, then puts the berry in his mouth. She giggles, and he grabs her, pulling her to him, he kisses her, smearing strawberry and whipped cream on her face. They begin to kiss, playful teasing kisses, become more passionate. His hand reaches again for her breasts, wanting to feel, to see. She is enjoying his kisses, his caresses, she becomes totally lost. Her mind focuses again, and she pulls back, moving the food items from the bed. He watches her, thinking he can't possibly handle waiting another moment; he has to have her now. 

She turns to the bed, knowing how badly she wants him. Her eyes travel from his face, down his chest, pausing at his waist, seeing where the towel is being pushed away from his body. She kneels on the bed, his hands slide up the back of her thighs, grabbing her ass, pulling her to him. He leans in, kissing up her stomach, beneath her breasts, sucking one nipple, then the other, thru the material of her nightie. He gently pushes her on her back. She watches him, his hands sliding up under the black lacey material, feeling her soft, smooth skin. He rolls over beside her, his hand finding her nipples, as he leans in for another kiss. Her hands in his hair, pulling him to her, sucking on his lower lip, her body squirms beneath his touch. He wants to feel her skin next to his. He reaches for his towel, tosses it aside, as she pulls the black material over her head and drops it on the floor. 

She rolls over next to him, she loves being in his arms, feeling his chest. She kisses him, licking his lips, softly sucking his tongue into her mouth, as her hand slides down his stomach, finding him already hard. Her hand slides up and down his shaft, as she trails kisses across his chin, down his neck, his collarbone, sucking his earlobes into her mouth. 

She slides between his legs, her hand still slowly moving up and down his hardness. She leans in, licking from the base to the top, swirling her tongue around the head, then back down again. She positions herself over him, and takes him all the way into her mouth. She can hear his grown, as he pulls her hair aside so he can watch. She moves up and down, her tongue licking and teasing him, sucking harder, then softer. She slides her hand between his legs, gently massaging his smooth balls as she continues on him, making him even harder. She can tell he's close, his legs tense...she moves faster, feeling him swell as he releases, he groans, his hips moving upwards, tightening his grip on her hair. His body goes limp, as he pulls her to him, holding and kissing her, knowing he's going to have her squirming all over the bed in a little bit. 

He leans over her, kissing her lips, her jaw, down her neck. Knowing how sensitive that spot is for her, he takes extra time, licking and sucking and nibbling, and then he continues down her chest, licking and sucking each nipple. He moves down her body, his hands sliding down her legs, he begins kissing up her legs, until he's there. He leans in, kissing one thigh, kissing across her soft lips, his tongue teasing but not quite going inside. He hears her sigh, hears as she begins breathing faster. He slides one finger inside her, a deeper moan escapes her mouth, as he can feel how turned on she is. As he moves his finger in and out, he leans down, parting her lips, his tongue teasing her, moving up and down, side to side. Her hips begin to move against his tongue, as he uses his hands to open her before him, he licks and teases harder and faster, and just as he knows she's close, he slows down. He glances up at her, her hand has moved to her chest, fingers rubbing her nipples. He continues to bring her close until she's almost ready, then slows down. He loves feeling her squirm beneath him; he has to hold her so she doesn't move away. He brings her closer yet again...her moans so very loud, he doesn't care if the next room can hear or not. Her hips grinding against his face, her hand on the back of his head, he knows she's close, her body shudders as she comes, screaming his name, her body writhing, he can barely hold her still. 

He slides up next to her, as she curls up next to him. Her face flushed. He brushes her hair back, softly kissing her cheek, her nose. His lips meet hers for a soft kiss. He holds her, caressing her skin. They kiss, the passion again rising. She rolls over on top of him; he loves the feel of her soft, warm body against him. His hands slide down her back, cupping her ass, pushing himself up against her, as she grinds against him, feeling him harden again as they kiss. She leans back and pushes herself up over him, then slowly lowers herself onto him. They both moan, loving how it feels. 

She slowly moves up and down on him as he watches as her breasts bounce, their eyes locked on each another. She leans back, as he uses his finger on her sensitive clit, moving in slow circles. Before long, her moans become louder, he knows she's going to cum. He thrusts up into her just as she cums, her shaking body collapses on him. He can feel her muscles gripping and relaxing around him. He immediately rolls her over, and he's on top. She grins because she loves him on top, she loves watching him move, and she loves watching him cum. He moves slowly, as she tightens around him, enjoying how hard he feels. He leans forward, bracing himself, and leans in for a kiss. She wraps her legs around him tightly, moving in rhythm with him. His thrusts quicken, he leans back and raises her legs, holding them as he thrusts into her. He tells her he wants her to cum again...she moans louder, knowing it won't be long. A few more thrusts and she's moaning louder, telling him she's ready. Just as the waves of another orgasm wash over her, he releases, cumming hard. 

He collapses next to her, pulling her to him. She curls up next to him, nuzzling her nose in the crook of his neck, as she throws one leg over his. He leans down, kissing her softly on the forehead. As they both relax, he hears her breathy voice, "oh, I forgot," she giggles, "surprise!!" He grins, "Thank you, babe, just what I needed." He holds her close as they drift off to sleep. 



The Surprise



It was starting out to be a great evening. The kids were all at overnights and it was all about adult fun. I said that I was about to slip off into the shower and asked you if you wanted to join me? You had replied, not at this time and you were going to run somewhere quick. So, I gave you a kiss and headed off into the shower. 

I started to take off my clothes in front of the mirror watching my every move. I love watching myself in the mirror as I seductively take off all my clothes. When I was done I climbed into the shower and started my water. As I waited for the water to get nice and hot I was rubbing my hands up and down my body. My hands went from my thighs up into the crease between my legs, up farther around my belly button, and up until they were coupling my breasts firmly. I then noticed the water was warm enough, and started the shower streaming down on my naked body. I just stood there and let the water fall down on my glistening wet body taking it all in. 

I started to wash my face. Then worked my hair into lather, threw in some conditioner and started to wash my body. Now this was my favorite part since usually by the time I am all soapy I'm aroused, and being the only one in the house, I thought to myself what a better time to cum all over my shower. 

I put my soap on my loofa and got it all full of white suds. I started washing my body with my neck first, then moved down. I came to my round tits and always paid a little more attention to them when I was washing. I then worked my way down and came to my slit. MMMMMM! I usually just swabbed the loofa over it and then finished with my hands. I love feeling the soap allow my hands to slide so nicely over my body as I rub both my hands over my soapy pussy. There is nothing like having a squeaky clean cunt. I then decided that I wasn't going to cum, I was going to wait until he got home and then tell him to make me cum. So, I just kept brining myself to climax while touching all my pink parts over and over. I finished up with my shower and did the usual stuff like brush my teeth, and comb my hair. I then went and cuddled up in bed since I knew he would come looking for me when I wasn't out in the living room. 

I dozed off for a bit and then heard the key unlocking the door. I heard the door open and I heard whispering. I just thought he was talking to himself but continued to hear it. The lights were all off and they were never turned on. I then heard him enter the room through the door and I knew I was in for a surprise since no lights were turned on. I heard clothes dropping on the floor and was totally ready for what was about to come. I was awaiting the anticipation of it all. I could feel my pussy starting to already get so wet. I then felt the bed start to move as it was climbed up on. Then the covers were moved off of me and my pussy was opened up and my clit was feeling a warm tongue on it. Oh, it felt so good. I started to squirm pretty much immediately since I had almost came 6 times in the shower but had stopped myself each time. 

I then felt fingers going in and out of my wet pussy. Now, it was at this time I noticed that it wasn't who I thought it was doing the licking and sticking. I looked up in the dark room and to my surprise seen a hot little ass up in the air, with him standing behind her with his hands around her feeling up and down her back as she was licking my pussy so well. This was HOT! It was what I have been waiting for now for so long. 

When he knew that I knew he just smiled and I asked for the lights to be turned on. After the lights were turned on I saw the woman. Wow, was she a looker. She had long hair up in a pony tail wrapped around so I wouldn't have felt it on me anywhere. She had a dark complexion, a beautifully toned body and a smile that when she looked up at me and made eye contact was amazing. I hadn't heard her talk yet. I said that I wanted to see him plant his hard cock in her pussy. It didn't take long before that happened. Just watching his face as he penetrated her for the first time was like nothing else. I could see already within a couple of minutes he was ready to cum. So, I told him that I wanted to taste her on his cock. He then came over and dangled his cock in front of me until I grabbed it and he then pushed it into my mouth. Oh did she taste good. His cock was all white and creamy and I enjoyed lapping it all off of his cock. She then started sucking my clit so hard that I could barely take it. She was sucking and fingering me. I loved feeling her fingers going in and out of my dripping wet pussy. She knew I was almost ready to explode all over in her mouth. 

She took one hand and started grasping my nipple between her fingers squeezing them harder and harder. I couldn't handle it anymore. I had held it in already for way too long. I started to moan out in pleasure, my whole body was tingling at this point as I started to shake between breaths. As I started to cum my pussy was gushing all over her face. She was going nuts as I started to gush. I then grabbed her hair and pulled her away as I started to squirt out several feet. I was clamping my mouth around his cock so tightly. She then pushed hard enough to get back down to lick my clit until I couldn't handle it anymore. I was screaming stop, stop, STOP!!!!!! It is now your turn!!!

She got out from between my legs and he moved his cock away from my face and got up. I then got up next to her and laid my hands on her soft skin while pressing my lips against hers. We shared a very soft meaningful kiss before I asked her to get on all fours. After she got on all fours I admired her beautiful body for a few seconds and then started to place my head under her body. I didn't have to say much to him as he knew what I wanted him to do and got into place to stick his very hard throbbing cock up against her wet cunt. I then started to lick her clit. While I was licking her clit and caressing her sides he started to again penetrate her slowly. Thrusting every so gently into her wet crevice. I saw his head disappear as I was looking up trying to see as much as I could see at the time while licking her vigorously. She started to moan out in pleasure with her Ohhhhhs, and Ahhhhhhhs! I then got up from under her and wanted to get a good view. I got up above her asshole and watched him slide his cock into her wet pussy. Everytime it came out I could see how wet she was as it was left all over his cock. I then started licking her asshole and spread her ass cheeks apart. I then told him to fuck her asshole. 

I watched him slowly pull his cock out of her wet pussy. I then got in place to lick all of her off of his cock once again. I spit on his huge cock and licked her asshole just before he placed the tip of his cock at her opening. I watched him slide it in inch by inch. I could her hear moaning from the bottom of her gut as she took him all in. He got to the end and slammed the last couple inches into her hard. She shrieked out in a pleasureful pain and started screaming out louder and louder. Telling him DON'T STOP! DEEPER! HARDER! MORE! MORE! HARDER!!!! I got up in front of her and started kissing her, muffling her sounds then I slid back under her the best I could so that I could lick her clit until she came all over my mouth. I started licking her soft clit that was so hard. I then started fingering her cunt. She was dripping down my arm. I was finger fucking her while at the same time she was getting fucked by my man in her tight ass. That was soooo hot! There was nothing more sexually intense to me then watching my man please another woman. I know what it feels like so I know what she must be feeling. 

As she started to shake, I started to lick faster, and faster. I heard her moaning get labored and shallow. I knew she was about to cum. I started sucking on her clit as hard as I could while I fucked her with my fingers and felt her body up and down with my free hand. I loved feeling her shake and move all over. He then pulled his cock out of her ass, moved up and shot us both with his white cum all over our faces and chests. It felt so good to watch him grasp his cock with his hand and shoot it. She then turned to me and licked it off of me, and I licked it all off of her. We then shared a kiss, and laid down on the bed to pass out.



The Surprise



Copyright 2008-09 by Madengineer3

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Notice: When the word God is used as an expression in this text it is not meant to be blasphemous. It is an exclamation to God, not just a saying.



My name is Jim. For many years now I have lived like a hermit. Within the last two months things have changed almost completely. I liked solitude, and that is why I built my hunting cabin in the Adirondack mountains. It is not easy to find my place, since not even most of the good GPS units have detailed enough maps to cover the hinterland. That was just fine with me.

Then; things went in a very strange direction. It started out innocently enough. I had taken an early retirement from my business, selling it for a nice sum; after making a small fortune with a series of inventions that had radically changed the face of medical computing. Well, small was a very relative term. I had about three hundred fifty million in bonds, stocks, and the like. I wasn't anywhere the richest person around, but I wasn't poor either. 

My retirement wasn't planned. Mary, my wife of thirty years had died suddenly in an automobile accident caused by a driver who was drunk and on drugs. My wife had been driving our daughter (Laura), her best friend Jane, and Jane's mother to the mall for some fun shopping. (I have never understood shopping to be fun. To me it is a task to do and get out of the way.) My wife wasn't the only one who died. Our daughter and Jane's mother also died. 

My will to push ahead, since it was mainly for her that I had strived to build up our "nest egg:" simply had vanished. Most of my time now was spent on various hobbies. My most compelling hobby was that of collecting pictures of beautiful nudes. In essence I had settled into a semi-comfortable rut.

It was a call from my daughter's best friend Jane, who was in grad school, that changed everything.. Jane could have been a very pretty girl. However, she had been riding in the back seat of my wife's car when it was hit. The plastic surgeons had done excellent work, but the scars on her face, arms, and hands were still very obvious. While she didn't look like Frankenstein's monster, she had obviously been patched together. Jane had another drawback. In the six years since the accident she had become a very private, withdrawn, and obviously sad person. I hadn't actually seen Jane for about three years. We kept in contact by occasional emails..

Jane and I were friends, but neither of us really knew much about the other on a personal level.. After all she was about twenty-five years younger that I was. Jane was doing master's level work in engineering physics and had been having a rough time in one of her courses. She had seen the need to learn tensor analysis. The tensor analysis was causing her headaches. I, on the other hand, had enjoyed tensor analysis and soaked it up like a sponge. ( That may indicate why some people have considered me a bit odd. ) Jane telephoned me one day and asked if I knew anyone who was good at tensor analysis.. With no ulterior motive in mind I said yes, and told her that it had been one of my favorite courses. She asked if I could tutor her in it over winter break, and I said yes. Since Jane's school was 240 miles away, in Ithaca, New York, I had suggested that she join me at the cabin and use the guest room. Jane immediately thought that was a good idea, and agreed. . I had no idea where that simple decision would take me.

Now, in far Northern New York State winters can be very nice or very bad. The time frame separating good from bad can be measured in minutes and hours, not days. 

Jane arrived late-afternoon on a Saturday. I helped her in with her luggage. I grinned and suggested that I'd put her bags into the guest room and then show her around the cabin. She agreed.

Ten minutes later, after showing her where her room, the bathroom, and stove room were located I led her back into the great room (my combination living room, dining room, and kitchen). I like things to be simple. A guy living alone doesn't need to have a fancy dining room and other such snob symbols.

"Have you had dinner yet?"

"No, I don't like to drive on a full stomach. A good meal tends to make me drowsy."

"Me too. What would you like for supper?"

"I don't have any preferences. I need to ask a stupid question, am I supposed to call you Uncle Jim like I did when I was little, or is there something you prefer?"

"I'm not fussy. You can call me anything, except late for dinner."

At that she grinned and said, "I just call you Jim then. Thanks!  What would you have had for supper if I hadn't arrived?"

"I guess I would have heated up the pot of stew I made yesterday. I also baked fresh dark bread to go with it. We have lots of other things to eat, what would you like?"

"I've always loved good stew. Is there enough for both of us to have some?"

"You bet! Hot stew, fresh bread, and good butter coming up. What do you like to drink with your meals. We have water, milk, coffee, tea, and other assorted beverages."

"What would you drink if I weren't here?"

"I'm partial to good heavy beer! The brand I like is Yuingling. It is brewed in the oldest continuously operating brewery in the United States. It is better than any other beer I have ever tasted."

"The beer sounds good! I'll go get into fresh clothes. The ones I have on are uncomfortable after several hours of driving."

Twenty minutes later the food was at serving temperature and Jane had rejoined me in the great room. I pulled out her chair for her to sit down. 

"You know, Jim, that is the first time in several years a man has held my chair for me. It is a nice change."

"I was brought up to try to be a gentleman. It is not proper for a lady guest to seat herself at a table, especially in my home."

"Thank you."

For a moment I thought she was going to cry.

I served the food and then gently asked her; "why did my holding your chair seem to upset you?"

"It's a long story, Jim. Maybe sometime I will tell you, but right now I don't want to get depressed."

We enjoyed a wonderful meal. By the time I had finished the dishes and gotten the fire set for the night Jane was almost asleep sitting in one of the old wing chairs that I have in front of the fireplace.

"Jane, you don't know it, but you have done me a real favor. It has been years since I have shared dinner with any woman. It has been longer since I have had the chance to simply sit and have a conversation with a pretty woman who is also very intelligent."

"Am I to understand that you have no regular female friends?"

"No, since my wife died I've never met anyone who I could really enjoy talking with. I would do the memory of my wife harm by just having a woman visit just to have a woman here. I can't do that." I needed to change the subject before I got myself into very hot water. "You have had a long day! Why don't you take a nice hot bath or shower and go to sleep for the night. We will have plenty of time to tackle the math over the next few days."

At that she smiled, got up and went to her room. I spent another hour in front of the fire and then went to bed.

The next morning I was awakened by a wonderful smell. I smelled good coffee, corn pancakes, and bacon. The aroma was wonderful. At first I thought I was dreaming, but the longer I pondered it the more real the smell's became. I got up, dressed, and went into the kitchen area of the great room.

"Good morning Jim, how did you sleep? You don't mind me cooking do you?"

"No, but how did you guess what I liked?"

She smiled, "I looked for where you kept your markers in the cookbook. There were more grease stains around the corn pancake recipe than the other breakfast things. Since I love corn pancakes I thought I'd whip up a little surprise. You're not mad at me for doing that, are you."

It was my turn to smile, "No, I am actually rather flattered that you would take the time to do this. It is very kind of you."

The food was delicious. We mostly talked about the area that my cabin was in and the fact that I had purchased a very large plot of land so that I had no neighbors any closer than two miles in any direction. 

After I cleaned up the dishes I suggested that we start in on the math. I got out a pile of scrap paper and several pencils. We sat down at the kitchen table and got started.

"First of all, I want to go back over vector cross products with you. You have no problems with them do you?

"No; cross products are simple. I see exactly what they are doing. Why do you want to start out on something so elementary?"

"Because a vector cross product is a zero order tensor! When we start with a vector cross product we can then move up logically to the higher order tensors in a rational way. To just jump into tensor analysis is a bad way to try to learn the subject.. If we start this way you'll get a feel for tensors, and that will make learning the math much easier."

"Wow, nobody ever told me that before! I think that this is going to be very helpful."

Except for a couple of bathroom breaks we worked until we couldn't concentrate any more. When we finally looked up at the clock it was already after three in the afternoon.

"I think we should call it a day on the math. We can pick things up tomorrow with fresh minds. What would you like for supper?"

"Surprise me! You seem to have some of the same tastes in food that I do. I think I will take a short nap."

She headed to her room while I took two T-bone steaks out of the freezer. An hour later I had just finished removing my rice pilaf from the stove, and the steaks from the grill when I heard her come into the room.

"Wow, that smells wonderful. I didn't know you liked pilaf. Where did you learn to cook?"

"I've always liked cooking. My wife used to give me helpful hints and over time I got to be a relatively good at it." My voice must have given me away. I still have trouble talking about my wife. The room became very quiet while I finished putting the food and beer on the table. 

It was quiet, until Jane broke the silence.

"I hope you won't be mad at me, but early this morning I looked through some of your big notebooks from the book shelves near the fireplace. You have a good eye for well taken pictures."

I was in a bit of a shock at that moment. Those notebooks held hard copies of the most beautiful nudes I had ever seen. My face must have turned beet red.

"Oh, please don't feel bad. I like good photography, and am a rather good photographer myself. We all have areas we think are beautiful that others don't always understand. But, in this case I think I can understand and besides that I like your tastes!"

I didn't know what to say. I think I actually had tears in my eyes. Jane looked concerned.

"I'm sorry......" 

I cut her off. "Your comments about the pictures are an almost direct quote from my wife. You have no idea how few women can appreciate a man's appreciation for the female form and not feel threatened by it. It's only that your words brought back again the deep longing I have for her. She was my best friend as well as lover and helpmeet."

"I'm sorry. I didn't know.... The only father I had abandoned mom and me when I was less than three months old. I am still conflicted in my thougths about most men. Now, I don't put you in that catagory since I have seen how devoted you were to your wife and daughter. In time I may learn what normal is."

"Jane, The only place you will find normal is as a setting on a clothes washer or dryer. I have never met a "normal" person, and am not sure I want to. It has always been an observation of mine that the closer to genius a person is the more they live at, or over the dividing line between sanity and insanity. For example, I don't claim to be sane in the normal sense of the word. After all, how can I be sane when what I know as the real world, from the quantum mechanical point of view, seems to have nothing to do with the world I see around me?"

"Hmmm. That's an interesting thought. It had never dawned on me that my acceptance of quantum mechanics as reflecting how things really are colored my thoughts. But, as I now think about it I see what you mean."

Dinner went on with a lively discussion. After dinner I asked Jane what she would like to do. Would she like to read, watch a movie, play on the computer, talk, or what??

Jane surprised me! "Actually, if I won't embarrass you I'd like to talk to you about some of your pictures. You have an interesting rating system for photos and I'd like to see exactly how you evaluate them."

I must have blushed again.

"Oh, I didn't mean to embarrass you. We can ignore the pictures if you would prefer to."

"No, we can discuss them. Pick the volume you want to start with and we'll dig in."

She picked a volume that contained some of my favorite nudes. After coming over to the couch where I was sitting, and turning on a reading lamp behind us, she opened the book, and thumbed her way to one of my all time favorites. "You have a strange label on this picture. You have it labeled PMryWoooooofWowwww. What does it mean?"

My voice broke a bit as I started to tell her. "Start with PMry. It stands for Pseudo Mary, because the model looks a lot like my dead wife. If I had liked the picture just so-so the entire name would have been PMry followed by a number to indicate is was one of the many PMry pictures I have.. If the picture were more beautiful or exciting, it would have a string of "w"s following it. If the picture is outstanding the "w"s would be replaced with the word Woof. The next step up is to increase the number of "o"s in the woof. The step above that is to go to woofwow. When you reach the top end of the scale you end up with labels ending in WooooofWowwwww with the number of "o"s and "w"s telling you how impressed I was."

"That makes sense. I use a different scale for grading pictures of guys."

"You collect nudes as well?"

"Yes, wait a minute; one of my albums is in my luggage."

She all but bounded out of the room and returned momentarily with a three ring binder. Sitting back down she said:

"Let me open up to my favorite picture. I'll show you my grading scale."

The picture almost looked like a Greek god. Below the picture the label read, HN,Tp,NF+,gB. "My system is a bit more explanitory than yours. HN simply stands for hanging nuts. His scrotum is hanging down instead of all shriveled up like a large walnut. Tp stands for thick penis. He has some good width there. NF+ indicates that he has a very nice face, and gB stands for his great butt."

At this point I hoped that she wasn't too observant because I had a fierce erection that I was trying to hide. Hearing her talk about men with such obvious gusto made me think that she must be one really hot number at school.

She then really startled me. "I suspect that unlike many of your pictures you will find it interesting that I have taken many of my nudes. Various girls I know have wanted to have pictures taken of their favorite stud. I've been able to take the pictures for them with the only cost being that I can keep copies of what I have taken, as long as I do not share them around school, publish them or make commercial use of them."

My erection was now becoming close to unbearable. I had to add a comment. "You are right. I haven't taken any of the nudes I have collected. I've always wanted to, but have never gotten up the nerve to try to find a willing model. Please show me some of your other photos."

She turned to the second half of the book and showed me a few of her shots. They were framed and lit beautifully. She obviously had a wonderful eye as a photographer. Many of her shots involved men with their balls either hanging freely or in some form of BDSM ball stretcher. She seemed to be avoiding one section of the book. I finally decided to ask why.

"Why are you being so careful to avoid the pictures on the pages with the blue edges?"

It was her turn to blush. "Oh, those are just shots I got hold of while I was in high school. You were still living down where we used to live at that time."

"Can I see them?"

"Only if you promise not to get angry."

"I don't see why I should get angry; but you have my word that I won't."

She hesitated and then opened the blue section. The first pictures I saw were nudes of my wife, my daughter, and Jane. The biggest surprise was that there were a couple of pages of grainy, poorly shot, pictures of me either getting into or out of the shower or tub. In all those cases I was nude. On other pages there were pictures of me in my speedo swim suit. (As you know a speedo doesn't hide much.)

We both looked at each other with red faces, then I started to laugh. "I suspect that you didn't take the pictures of me. Was it Laura who took these shots?"

She nodded her head yes.

"Don't worry Jane, I'm not angry or upset. In some ways it is flattering that a pretty young girl would find an old guy like me to be attractive. I must say that I had never seen Laura without her clothes after her twelfth birthday. Both you and she are wonderfully beautiful creatures!"

Jane now not only looked like she was going to cry. She started sobbing. Not knowing what to do I picked up both photo binders and put them on the other end of the couch. I then moved over, put an arm around her shoulders and said:

"What's the matter honey? Can I help ease the hurt?"

After several minutes of crying she stabilized and started to talk.

"These pictures were taken just after Laura and I turned eighteen. It was about six months before the car crash. I haven't truly had a real date since then. The only reason a guy would want to take me out was to screw me, and I don't do that. I've never gone out with the guy I felt was worth going all the way with."

"So, have you picked out someone you want to do it with. If so, I hope he appreciates what he's going to be getting. You are smart, fun to be with, and (in my opinion) very, very pretty."

Jane turned red again and quickly said; "I think I should get to bed. I'm suddenly very tired."

I agreed and we put our photo binders away and headed to our respective rooms to get a good night's sleep. It would be nice to say I went to sleep immediately, but I didn't. The pictures of my wife, Laura, and Jane nude had made me incredibly hot and bothered.. I got out my favorite vibrator and filled a condom with more cum than I had ever remembered depositing in one before.

Sleep was good, and the dreams were even better. I would have to do the laundry soon. The sheets were going to need washing.

In the morning I got up before Jane. I decided to make a good coffee cake and make two bacon and cheese omelets when she got up. As I was doing this I looked outside the kitchen window. I didn't like what I saw. The glass looked like it was all warped. I knew the glass wasn't warped. That meant that it was ice buildup on the window. We had received an ice storm over night. I went to the cabin's front door. It opened with a lot of effort. It was then that I realized that every surface had between an eighth and a quarter inch of ice on it. We were effectively cut off from the outside world, and might well loose power at any time.

About that time Jane came into the great room wearing a bathrobe. 

"The smell of the coffee woke me up. What are we having for breakfast?"

"Omelets, coffee cake, and coffee. At least that is what I had planned."

"That sounds wonderful! We seem to share some of the same favorite foods."

I cooked the omelets and we sat down to eat.

"You are really a wonderful cook, Jim. I love what you cook!"

"Thank you.  Do you want to get back to the math again?"




The Surprise



"After last night I'm not sure I could focus on the math this morning. I don't want to embarrass you Jim, but I had a very naughty idea last night. I'm not sure I should even tell you about it."

I was intrigued. "I promise not to react badly. What was your thought?"

"Do you remember your saying that you had never had the chance to photograph female nudes before?"

"Yeah, but..."

"No, hold on for a minute. As you said yourself, the nude pictures of you, in my album, are horrible. But, they are all I have. If we can agree to limits and in light of the fact that we both like nudes how about if we both get naked and use each other for a photo shoot? I'll direct you to get into poses I want and you will direct me into poses you want. We can then load them into your computer then edit and print the pictures. What do you say?"

"Jane, I'm more than interested, but I don't know if my self control can handle that much temptation."

"Do I turn you on, Jim? Even with these scars can I still turn you on?"

"God, yes! I have never been able to tell you how much you have always given me erections. You are one of the sexiest people on the planet."

"Jim, I should warn you that since I was a teenager I have wanted you to be my lover. It is you who I want to be my first partner."

I think we both turned a deep shade of red. "Phew! Do we dare do this modeling thing? I don't want to loose you as a friend. I don't want to ruin a good relationship. And beside that, I'm a good twenty or thirty years older than you."

"Jim, lets do some photography and see what happens. Can you do that for me?"

"I'll try Jane. I'll try. But first, why don't we sit down at the table with paper an pencil and outline the types of poses we want? That way passion won't be able to make us forget what we want to immortalize in photographs."

."Jim, I've also got to admit that I brought some toys with me, just in case something like this took place. Why don't I bring them out and you can see if any of them can fit into the photos that we want."

I nodded my head, and added "I'll go get my toy box as well." At that comment she grinned.

"Yup! Let me bring my toy collection to the table so we can consider any alternate approaches we might like."

Jane came back to the table in two minutes carrying a very large purse. Then she emptied the contents onto the table. Smiling, she said, "This is sort of a hope chest. Many of these things are things I would like to eventually use, but have never had the chance yet. I hope I don't shock you too much."

My collection was in a large shoe box. I opened it out onto the table as well. We both must have laughed for the better part of three minutes before we could continue with rational discussion. The source of the humor was the contents of the two toy containers.

Jane's toys a strapon, and lube several vibrators, some for men and some for women a parachute ball stretcher fur covered handcuffs parachute cord and a set of small weights

Jim's toys a strapon and lube several vibrators some for men some for women a clamp type ball stretcher soft rope and silk scarves for bondage and some weights

"You know, Jim. I am beginning to think that we have more in common than we had ever guessed. I'll bet we've read some of the same instruction books. I've read the "The Family Jewels: A Guide To Male Genital Play and Torment" by Haberman and Midori and "The Ultimate Guide To Fellatio" by Violet Blue. "What have you read?"

"I think I've also read the "The Family Jewels and My favorite book was "The Ultimate Guide to Cunnilingus" by Violet Blue. That book tells how to drive a woman wild with your tongue."

We then wrote out the first ten poses that we would want the other to use. When we were done with the lists we exchanged them. We sat there staring at what the other had written. As it turns out, our lists were very similar. 

My list was rather simple. 

all fours, facing camera, boobs hanging all fours rear quarter, pussy lips showing but up, from rear but up, on elbows from front all fours from side knees up with boobs and pussy lips showing on back knees up with vibrator on side, head on hand on knees, spread, with vibrator on kitchen chair facing chair back with legs wide spread

Jane's list

all fours, facing camera, Balls hanging, use weights if needed all fours rear quarter, Balls hanging, use weights if needed but up, from rear, Balls hanging, use weights if needed knees up and legs spread with nuts and erection showing on back knees out, masturbating on side, head on hand upper knee bent up on knees, spread, masturbating Legs on two kitchen chairs, about a foot apart, legs wide spread with balls hanging

We both started to laugh. "Jim, we seem to have very similar tastes."

"No joke! We may end up improvising as we go along, but this is a good basic list. Before we do any of it, however, we need to mutually promise that we will not turn this material loose for any other eyes. Can you make that promise?"

"Yes, I can. Do you want it in writing?"

I thought for a moment and said, "If I can trust you to do this I don't need a piece of paper for protection. Our protection is the other person's character. How about you?"

"I'm o.k. with that. I wouldn't be here at all if I didn't think I could trust you."

Since Jane was already in a bathrobe, I went to my room and returned in a robe. There was a significant "tent" showing in the front of my robe. Jane came over and brushed her hand against it, producing a pronounced jerk from me. She then smiled and undid my robe's belt and then took the robe off me. "Wow, you are better built than any of those grainy pictures ever showed. I'm going to have trouble keeping my hands off you."

"Don't keep them off for my sake." I said with a grin. 

I then walked over behind Jane and reaching around gently cupped her breasts. I felt like I was in heaven. After a moment or so I gently undid her belt and removed the robe while I was still behind her. Then I asked her to slowly turn around. 

My jaw must have all but hit the floor. Jane's pussy was cleanly shaved. Her pussy lips were perfect, in my estimation. Even with the scars Jane had the sexiest body I had ever seen, with the possible exception of the nude shots of my wife and daughter. 

Jane moved over in front of me and hugged me to her. While we were in the embrace she said something that shook me to the core. "Jim, how about we postpone the photo session, take a nice bath in your whirlpool tub; then lets go to bed and make love. I am hotter than I have ever been and am dying to experience sex with the only man I have ever wanted."

"I'd love to, Jane. But I can't go all the way with you. Even though I am not a very orthodox Christian I do believe that intercourse is only for a man and wife. I can cuddle with you and masturbate you with my tongue and such, but I can't go all the way. God, I wish I could. But, I can't."

Jane looked all but heartbroken. After a long pause she said, "Half a cup of water is better than no water at all. Lets take the bath, and play. As long as we end up in each other's arms with no clothes on, I'll be o.k."

We both went to the bathroom. Before the bath I turned on the extra heaters in my bedroom to make it warm. We filled the whirlpool and turned on the infra-red heat lamps in the ceiling. For the very first time we embraced and kissed each other with real passion. I thought my knees had turned to rubber. 

"Wow, let's get in the tub Jane."

We settled into the tub. I had had the manufacturer make me a custom tub, just in case. The seats were positioned such that some of the water jets could be aimed directly at a person's genitals. It was worth every penny extra that it cost me. When Jane was seated I turned on the extra special water jets in the tub.

"Oh, God, that feels wonderful."

"I thought you'd like that. What can I do to make you feel more comfortable?"

"Play with my boobs while I play with your cock and balls."

I don't think I have ever felt so turned on in my life. Time seemed to stop. The silence was broken by Jane.

"I want to do something naughty. I want to shave your pubic hair."

"I'd like that."

I got out of the tub, got my shaving gel, scissors, and matrix razor with a couple of spare shaving heads. After that I sat down on the edge of the tub, with my feet spread wide.

Jane started by carefully lathering my entire crotch. The feeling of that was beyond description. Then, she started to shave my balls. She was so gentle. Boy was I glad about that. I'd hate to have someone treat me roughly with sharp implements down there!

In about ten minutes I was completely bald in that area, had rinsed off at the sink, and was back in the tub. The water jets now felt infinitely better than they had before.

"What would you like to do, Jim?"

"Tell you what, why don't you sit up on the edge of the tub with your pussy hanging just over the edge."

She moved just as I had requested with a very hopeful look on her face.

I started by kissing the insides of her thighs and slowly moved up towards my real targets. When I finally got to her pussy I kissed and then gently sucked on her pussy lips. I was being careful to avoid her clit for the moment. After five or so minutes of playing with the lips I put my tongue into her vagina and started to eat her out properly. She was writhing in pleasure. When it was apparent that she was approaching the point of no return I started to suck on her clit while flicking it with my tongue. She exploded. It was several minutes before she could speak.

"God, Jim, I've never felt anything nearly as wild as that. How did you get so good at doing cunnilingus?" 

"Well, I've read a couple of books on it and had years of practice with my wife. Why don't we get out of the tub and go into my bedroom? I'll get our toys and meet you in there."

She grinned, got out of the tub, dried off and headed to my bedroom. 

The first thing she laid out on the bed was the ball stretcher and the strapon. Kids on Christmas morning aren't as excited as she was as she put the stretcher on my scrotum and then put on the strapon. 

"How come you had a strapon in your toy box Jim?"

"My wife used to like to do what you are about to do. It really turned her on. Why do you like ball stretchers?" 

"I have a fetish about seeing men's balls swinging. I can't explain it, I just have it."

"Fair enough. My wife always liked to tie me down before doing that."

"Would you allow yourself to be bound?" she asked in an incredulous voice. 

"Only for two people in the world, one of them is dead and the other one is standing next to me. How do you want to fasten me down?"

She grinned, and put the fur lined handcuffs on my hands. Then, she tied a rope to the center of the handcuff chain and pulled it across the bed, tying it to the bed frame. I thought I knew what was coming next; and I was right.

She gently tied a rope to each of my ankles and tied the left leg to the foot of the bed and the right leg to the head of the bed. I was now almost on my stomach on the bed with my legs spread wide and my balls hanging off the edge of the bed.

"I'm going to use a lot of lube. I've never done this before, I've only fantasized about it. Let me know if I'm doing something wrong! I don't want to hurt you."

She then started to work on loosening up my rectum with her well lubed fingers. Boy did that feel good. After a few preliminary minutes she slathered lube all over the strapon dildo. She gently started the head into my rectum and inched her way forward. Her strapon was one of those special ones with an end that both entered her vagina and rubbed her clit. She started off slowly. At this angle my prostate was being well massaged. She started moaning and picking up speed. For a while it seemed like I had a pile driver working my ass and her squeals and moans kept getting louder and longer. Finally, after several minutes she exploded in a violent climax.

It was several minutes before she regained enough composure to speak.

"God, I have never had such an explosive release! Did I hurt you?"

"No, Jane, you did exactly what my wife used to do. I'm happy I could make you feel so good."

"Let me turn you loose and you can play with me."

"No, just release the ropes and tie my hands towards the head of the bed and my feet to the legs at the foot of the bed."

She did as I directed. 

"Now, I want you to straddle my face and play with my cock and balls while I eat you out again."

"Do you really want to do that?"

"Yup!"

Part way through my cunilingual efforts I felt her starting to give me head. God, that felt good!

After we both climaxed, she released me. We went back into the bathroom and took a shower together. Now cleaned off, we went to my bed and slept in each other's arms. It had been several years since I had felt as good and slept as well.

When we awoke, we took out our cameras, set up some flood lamps and spent several hours taking the pictures we wanted. We ended up taking many more photos than we had originally decided on. In some of them we posed together in very suggestive or downright x-rated positions. We had a blast, and we didn't go too far. It was after eleven o'clock in the evening when we finished our photo session. We left the light stands and cameras where they were and went to my bedroom. We slept in each other's arms. I had not been this happy for many years.

The next morning I was up very early, leaving Jane in my bed. I wanted to make breakfast spectacular. I made a raspberry filled coffee cake and a quiche that my wife taught me to make. I got my best coffee beans out of the freezer, ground them and made coffee. I then sat down to wait for Jane to get up. About fifteen minutes later she came into the kitchen with a wide smile on her face. "Good morning darling Jim. You fulfilled my wildest fantasies last night. I don't know how I can live without you. What I had before wasn't really a life, it was sort of a holding pattern."

I helped her get seated at the table and served the food.

"You really went to a lot of work to make this meal. Why did you do that?"

"Oh, I'm a dirty old man and have ulterior motives. Let's just enjoy breakfast and then we can talk about other things. Is that o.k with you Jane?"

She agreed and we finished our meal, while talking about nothing in particular. When we were done and I had topped off our cups with coffee. "I don't want to ruin our relationship, Jane. It is with great fear and trepidation that I do what I am about to do." 

I walked around the table so that I was standing, and then kneeling on her left side. As I knelt down I took my dead wife's engagement ring out of my pocket.

"Jane, you may reject me as a foolish old man, but I would like very much to ask you to marry me. Would you consider that?"

My voice must have been wavering from the stress I was under. 

Jane started to cry, and threw her arms around my neck. She just kept repeating the word "yes", over and over again. After several minutes of embrace, I took the ring and put it on her left ring finger. "I love you, future wife." My answer, again, was more tears and professions of love. 

After regaining our composure I decided that I would broach another subject. 

"I'd like to include you in a phone call. Will you join in?"

"Yes, darling, who are you going to call?"

"An old friend. You'll see why in a few minutes."

I got out my conference phone and hooked it up. After a few brief beeps and hisses the ready lamp came on. The very smart DSP engine in the phone had "learned" the acoustics of the room and was ready to work. I dialed an old friend who was a good twenty years older than I was.

"Hello, John, this is Jim. Do you have a few minutes?"

"Yes Jim, what do you want?"

"Are your wife and daughter around?"

"Yes, why do you ask?"

"I'd like to get them in on the call and I'd like you to have your Minister's Manual at your fingertips."

"This sounds serious, Jim. Is everything all right?"

"Things are righter than they have been for years; John. Now are they on the extensions?"

Both John's wife and their daughter, who had been widowed three years before, chimed in; indicating that they were on the line.

"As you know, John, the ice we have received already and the ice predicted for the next two days will mean that we are unable to get out for maybe up to a week. Now, if it were clear outside I would be headed to the county clerk's office for a marriage license. But I can't do that, and I don't really want to wait. You know me, and my character. I can assure you that the young lady who is here with me is a competent adult. We will get the license the first day that we can and will bring it over to you to sign and your wife and daughter to witness. With that assurance, will you perform the marriage over the phone? I want to be married, before God, before I do anything; if you know what I mean."

"Normally I wouldn't do this. But, I've known you for close to thirty years Jim. For you in this situation I'll do it. However, before we start I need to speak to your future wife. Please put her on the phone."

"She already is on the phone, I'm using a conference phone. Her name is Jane."

"Wait a minute Jim, is this the Jane I knew while your wife and daughter were alive?"

"Yes she is John. We have a twenty to thirty year difference in age but are incredibly compatible. Here she is:"

"Is this Pastor Patterson?", asked Jane.

"Yes, I'm surprised that you remember me."

'I remember you well. I can assure you that all that Jim has told you is true. I have been desperately in love with him since high school. We have only just realized how much we need each other."

"O.k. I'll do it then. Wife and daughter, are you willing to be witnesses to this?"

They both immediately said yes.

I was lost in thought. I caught most of the words. When he asked me for the ring I took my dead wife's wedding band out of my pocket. Jane and I recited the wedding vows fully accepting the meaning of each promise.

It was then that the magic words were spoken. "In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost I declare you husband and wife. What God has put together, let no man break asunder; Amen! You may kiss the bride."

We had already been kissing at this point.

"Now, Jim, you realize that New York State doesn't yet consider you married."

"I know that, John, but we are married in God's eyes and that is good enough for me. We will get the proper license as soon as this ice goes away. John, I want to give you a thank you gift for doing this for me. As a favor from me, will you accept it?"

"You owe me nothing Jim. But I'm flattered that you would want to do that. May I ask you what you had been contemplating?"

"I was going to ask you to share your bank account numbers with me so that I could make a transfer into your account. Would you be willing to do that?"

"You are the only non-family member I would ever do that for. My number is (and I won't repeat the numbers here)."

"You have access to the internet as I remember, John. Do you do any banking on line?"

"Yes I do. Why do you ask?"

"Let me do some things and I will email you when you should look at your account."

We said a few more words and hung up.

"Hello Wife! Now that we are married you need to know something about my finances. I'm going to call a friend, Bob, at First National Bank."

It took only a few moments and the president of the bank was on the line.

"Hello Jim, What can I do for you?"

"Well Bob, do you remember the phone transfers I had to make a year or so ago?"

"How could I help it. It isn't often that an individual transfers several million dollars by phone call."

At this point Jane looked like she had touched a live electrical wire. Her eyes were open wide and her mouth was open.




The Surprise



"Bob I want you to transfer some money from my "piggy bank" account. You know my pastor friend John, his wife, and his daughter, Right?"

"Yes, I do; why" 

"Well here are their account numbers. (Not shown for obvious reasons.) I want you to transfer $10,000 dollars into each of their accounts and post it immediately. Will you do that?"

"For you, yes. When the roads are clear I'd really like you to come in and sign some papers to make this really official. I have no problem transferring a few dollars without real paperwork, but when the total is tens of thousands of dollars I like to have the paper trail. Is there anything else you need?"

"Yes, Bob, I just got married to a very old friend and want to open an account for her. Basically, I want to put one tenth of my net worth into the same kinds of investments that they are now.  Can you set up the necessary paper work so that we can come in and sign it when the roads are clear?

"You bet, Jim. I'll see you in a few days."

I hung up the phone.

"Did I hear him right? I thought he said that you had transferred a few million dollars"

"Yup, I did. When I was buying this property and having this house built I put about fifteen million into the effort."

'I don't want to be nosy, but how could you afford to do that?"

"Well darling I think I need to tell you a bit about my investments. You heard that I want to transfer a tenth of what I am worth into investments in your name. What you don't know is that tenth is about thirty-five million dollars. I've done rather well financially over the years."

She just sat there staring at me. She couldn't think of what to say. While she was in this state I connected to my satellite broadband connection on my kitchen computer. Moments later, while she watched, I emailed my pastor friend, his wife, and his daughter.

I then entered my account numbers, one after another so that Jane could see the numbers.

"My God, I had no idea that you had this kind of money!"

"Most people don't know my net worth. I don't use it extravagantly, except for the house and land; and I have no use for people who would try to become 'friends' because they wanted money or favors. My only reason for indicating what is there is to give you a feeling of security. As my wife, you will get all of this when I die. You should be set for life."

"I don't know what to say. I need to mull this over for a bit. In the meantime, let's go to bed, husband of mine. We have a few things that need to be taken care of."

Boy did we ever, but that is another story.

This is both the end, and the beginning!



The Surprise



All rights reserved – this story is a work of fiction and remains the property of the writer.



My wife and I had fallen behind on the rent and she was getting very stressed out about the possibility that we'd be evicted. I was trying to catch up and had taken a second job to try to make ends meet, but we weren't making a lot of progress. As a last ditch effort, Susan went to see our landlord, Mr. Reno to see if we could stay another month and try to catch up. As she came back to our apartment I noticed a strange look on her face, it didn't seem like she had good news, so I braced for the worst.

"So, what did he say? I asked, assuming he had told her we had to be out at the end of the month.

"He, well, he had a proposal for us. He seemed to be sympathetic, I guess." She said as she sat down across from me at the kitchen table. "I told him we were trying to catch up, but would probably take a few months to make it. He said he would have to evict us unless we could come to an arrangement, as it was the policy of his company. I didn't realize he owned the building, just thought he worked for the owner. So I told him we'd do whatever it would take. You know how stressed I've been about this - I thought he was talking about a payment plan...." She trailed off.

"So, what did he propose? Trading sex for rent?" I was joking, but she didn't smile.

"Yeah, that's pretty much it." She said. The thought of Susan having sex with this old man made me angry, thinking that he would assume he could do that. But I have to admit it; it also made me a little hot. I had many fantasies about sharing her with another man, and we had even discussed it in bed together. Although I don't think the fantasy involved her with a man in his sixties. He was a short, skinny guy who was balding, and dressed in clothes that were too big for him. I had seen him looking at her before, but this was a whole new level of lechery. Susan, on her part, was a good looking woman who had short dark hair, a great voluptuous shape that I loved, with 38D breasts, and nice, wide hips. I couldn't picture the two of them together.

"So what did you say? He can't be seriously thinking we would do that?"

"I, well, I told him I'd talk to you about it. He seemed to be really excited about the idea, and he said it would just be once and we'd be caught up."

"I bet he was excited about it, you're not really considering it are you? He's gotta be nearly seventy!"

"Well, I thought it wouldn't be such a big deal, we did talk about trying to include another man sometime, and this would take care of our bill problem - we would have some breathing room. The only thing is........it wasn't me he was interested in." Susan's eyes dropped down and she looked up at me with a little grin.

"What?! You mean he wants to have sex with me? He's gay?" I couldn't believe it. This was an entirely different thing. I had begun to warm up to the idea of watching Susan with Alec (Mr. Reno), but this hadn't even occurred to me. 

"Well, at first I didn't think there was a chance, but then I thought about that one time you told me you had a fantasy about trying sex with a guy, and I just thought maybe.....maybe you would consider it. For us. It would just be once, and if you don't like it, at least you can say you tried and found out. And.....he said.....well, he said he would be gentle and show you how to do the things he wants." I had told her about my bi-curiosity a few years ago, but to hear it come back at me like this was a shock. I saw she was a little excited about this idea, and I knew she was desperate to get our housing situation worked out.

"What did he say? What does he want to do exactly?"

"Well, he said you would love it. He said he hadn't had sex with anyone for years, but he thought you were hot. He wanted me to ask you and if you agreed, he said you could stop by his unit later."

"Today? Well, he's pretty sure of himself isn't he?" Susan had crossed the room and was sitting on my lap now. She was clearly trying to get me to agree, and had unbuttoned her top, exposing her bra, and she knew how her body affected me. She unsnapped the front hook and her breasts fell out of her bra. Her dark, wide nipples came into view, making me grow hard. "Do you really want me to do this, what would you think of it?"

"You'd be doing it for us. And besides, I think it would be hot to hear about it after.....will you do it?" She lifted a nipple to my mouth and I sucked it while running my hands over her body. I started to undo her pants, and was about to stand when she interrupted me. "So?"

"Ok, ok, I'll do it." I would have agreed to anything at that moment, and I had to admit, I was a little curious about what he had in mind. I had always wondered what it would be like to touch another man's cock, and it looked like I would find out. I sat down in the chair and pulled down Susan's jeans, exposing her panty covered pussy. Some pubic hair showed over the top of her small panties, and I quickly pulled them down to taste her.

"Whoa, lets not go to far......go see Mr. Reno and then when you get back, I'll be waiting." She removed her clothes, kissed me hard, and stood nude before me. The sight made my knees weak. "Thank you so much - I love you, and I can't wait to hear all about it."

I wasn't sure what to do to prepare for this. I brushed my teeth and tried to calm my aching cock down enough to make walking around comfortable. I figured it was now or never and made my way to his apartment on the top floor. This day had taken a huge turn.

Mr. Reno opened the door shortly after I knocked, and he stood before me in pajamas of all things. They were too big for him, as usual, and he had a huge grin.

"Well, Andy, so glad you decided to take me up on my offer. I'm sorry you two are having trouble with your finances, but like I told your beautiful wife, maybe we can work something out." He led me into his living room, indicating I should sit on the couch.

"I was pretty surprised when Susan told me what you proposed. I'm still not sure I can go through with this....." I admitted.

"Oh, she told me you would be hesitant at first, but she seemed confident you would agree. Said you had told her of being curious for some time. Well, the time has come to satisfy that curiosity. What were you fantasizing about? I'd love to hear." He moved across the room, and I glanced down at his crotch, I thought I must have been mistaken, or seeing things, as it looked like this tiny man had an enormous cock. As he walked the fly of his pajama pants opened and revealed what looked like just the shaft of a soft dick, but that would mean it hung down low enough to not expose the tip. Couldn't be.

"I, well, I had noticed I was paying more and more attention to the.....the male actors in porn movies. I started to wonder what it would be like to touch a man's.......well, you know...." I stammered. He had dropped into a chair across from me and the fly of his pants had split open, revealing part of his shaft again.

"You were thinking about touching another man's cock? Maybe taking it in your mouth?" He said it, just like that. "Were you thinking about that, or having a man touch you? I guess I'm wondering if you think of yourself as a top or a bottom? That would be a good place to start."

"I'm not sure what you mean." I asked. "A top?"

"Well, simply, the 'top' would take the male role in the sex, and the 'bottom' would take the more female role, being penetrated, either orally, or.....well, I guess we've come this far. The 'bottom' would typically be curious about, and ultimately enjoy being mounted by the 'top'. Taken like a woman, do you understand? Which do you think you might be? I'll tell you now that I've always been a 'top'. Always enjoyed taking charge and assuming the 'alpha-male' role." He had taken on a very self-satisfied expression, and reached down to adjust his crotch as he spoke. Closing the gaping fly of his pajamas.

"I guess I was thinking of the 'bottom' role - if that's what you call it. My fantasies did usually involve a dominant man. An older man who would show me what to do." I was red-faced, and it felt so strange to discuss this so openly.

"That's almost too perfect then isn't it? So, how much time do we have?"

"We have as much time as we need I guess. Susan knows where I am, and she's very anxious to get the rent issue worked out, and.....she seems anxious to hear about what happens." I told him, thinking to myself that this was really going to happen. The realization had me getting hard all over again. I was a little light headed, and didn't know how this would play out, but I knew I was in for something new.

"OK, that's good. So Susan wants to hear all about this, does she? I like that, too bad she's not here to see you. See you touching me, see you suck my hard cock, see you bend over and take my cock like a woman. You will be my woman very soon. How do you feel about that?"

"I, I......yes I want that." I admitted quietly. The fact that I wanted all these things made me ashamed, and very hot at the same time. He had such a straightforward way of saying things, of telling me what I would do, what I was about to become....I adjusted my own cock as the erection was making me very uncomfortable. I looked up and saw something that took my breath away. "Oh, Mr. Reno......" I moaned.

He had pulled his penis through the fly of his pajamas. It lay there on his leg, and was long. I had never seen such a long cock. It was soft and had to be six inches long. The head was covered by his foreskin, and I had never seen one of those before either (except in the movies & photos on the internet that I had spent so much time viewing as I stroked my own cock). He looked down at it, and then up at me.

"So there it is. What do you think?" He lifted his cock and pointed it at me, pulling the foreskin back and exposing the wide head. It was dark red, and the hole in the tip opened as he pulled it. I didn't know what to say - it was amazing. He stood and walked to me. Stopping as his legs moved between my knees. I was looking at this large, soft penis directly in front of me. "I don't think we should bother with some long, drawn-out seduction. I know you're interested, I've seen that look before. Lets just start with you sucking my cock. Then we'll see where that takes us." I felt his hand on the back of my neck, pulling me toward his cock. My mouth was dry I was so excited. I moved to press my face against his manhood. My nose found the place where his cock joined his body and I inhaled his manly musk. The scent was so amazing, I nearly came. I nuzzled his groin and lifted his big balls in my hand. They hung low, and seemed so full, and firm. He had pulled his pants down and fully exposed his package to me. I could feel his cock filling with blood, lengthening, hardening, and growing next to my face.

Mr. Reno leaned back, lifted his cock and directed it to my open mouth. He was about half hard now, and his glans had moved out of his foreskin on its own. I opened wide and accepted him. I felt his penis on my tongue, closed my lips around him, and became a cocksucker. He put his hands on his hips, and tipped his head back, letting out a long groan of satisfaction. I moved my head, taking as much of him as I could. I felt his hands hold my head as he began fucking my mouth with his now ragingly hard cock. 

"Ooooh yeah, that's nice. Suck that cock now; suck it like you've wanted to do since you first laid eyes on it. Mmmmmm, yes, that's right, take my cock baby. Oh yeah, oh yeah. Tell me you want this big dick." He pulled free of my mouth, and stepped back, stroking that monster in front of me. It looked so good, so big, I wanted it back in my mouth. All I could think of was getting to the reward of his cum, and having him shoot it into my mouth.

"Please, please sir, can I suck your cock?" I moaned as I reached for him. His cock jerked upward, and I saw that his balls were pulling upward. He was close, and I wanted his load. I needed to feel him cum. I took him back between my lips and sucked hard. I couldn't get enough - I needed his cock.

"Are you going to cum? Does sucking my cock make you hard?" 

"Mmmmm, yes, please, I need your cock." I said as he pulled free form my mouth.

"Pull your cock out and jerk it onto mine. I want you to cum on my cock." I didn't have to be asked twice. I pulled my cock out; it was so hard it ached. I pointed it at his cock. It looked so small next to his. Then he did something amazing. Taking my cock, he put the tip of it against his tip, and rolled his foreskin over both of our heads. I couldn't believe the sensations and the visual aspect as I looked down and saw my cock head covered by his long foreskin. I could feel the slick pre-cum, and he stroked both of our cocks once, twice, and that was it for me. I started to cum, and he held his foreskin tight over my spewing penis. I filled his foreskin with my cum, bathing his glans with my semen. It felt so hot, and wet, and when he let go of my cock, I slipped free, and he tipped his erection upward, holding the semen in the fleshy receptacle. 

Although I had just cum, the sight transfixed me. There was his mighty cock, straining upward, and the foreskin was brimming with my white, hot load. His cockhead was literally bathing in my sperm. I dropped back to my knees. I never would have believed I would still be interested after having just cum, but seeing this huge cock, covered in my cream had me so hot. Mr. Reno tipped my head back and placed his cock in my mouth .I sucked the tip and pushed my tongue under his foreskin. The taste of my own cum flooded my mouth. I sucked him hard, cleaning all of the warm cream from his cock. Just as I swallowed my own load, marveling at the taste, the smell, the texture of the semen that had me feeling drunk, he came. The result was explosive - cum overload as he slid further into my mouth, his cock jerked and I felt a warm liquid hit the roof of my mouth. I sucked him, not wanting to lose a drop of the precious fluid. His cock kept spurting, kept performing its task, delivering his semen to me. He held my head, and emptied his big nuts into my mouth.

"Oooooh yes! Yes! There it is. Mmmmmmmm swallow that load boy!" He looked down at me as he shot the last few spurts. I opened my mouth, showing him the pool of white sperm bathing my tongue. Mr. Reno squeezed the last few drops into my mouth. I was looking up into his eyes as I prepared to swallow his seed. Just then he pulled me to my feet. We stood facing each other, him wearing only a shirt, me with my cock exposed, touching his. He looked into my eyes, and then pulled me in for what would become my first kiss with a man. He kissed me hard, pushing his tongue into my mouth, sharing the load between us; he held my head, grinding his cock into mine. Rubbing his giant penis against my modest cock. The kiss lasted for what seemed like an hour. Finally I managed to swallow the semen that remained in my mouth, taking his essence into my body. I took a breath and savored the taste of this man who had just given me the gift of his seed.

"Let's hit the shower." He led me to the washroom, and disrobed. He was an amazing specimen, skinny, short, and a bit of a belly. With this enormous cock dangling between his thighs. When he turned away from me to adjust the water in the large, walk-in shower, I could see his large balls hanging down. I reached for his cock again, reaching around him. "Whoa there, let's get washed up a bit." He stepped into the shower and I followed. He handed me the soap and told me what to do. "Soap yourself up and then wash me. We'll see where that takes us."

I soaped my self until I was covered in a thick lather. Paying particular attention to my crotch and moving the soap around to get liberal amounts on my anus as well. Turning my attention to him, I soaped him fully, letting my hands languish over his body. Finally spending time lathering his genitals. His cock reacted quickly, growing hard as I stroked it with the slippery soap. He held us closely together and our bodies slipped against one another. He held me like a lover, kissing me, and I felt his hand reach my back, slide down and move between my buttocks. His finger searched for and located my slippery opening, pushing against it until he gained entrance. The feeling of him sliding his thick finger into me was incredible. My cock, already hard, throbbed strongly and caused my ass to contract around his finger. The soap had made his entry very easy, and his finger made contact with my prostate, sending rockets of pleasure up my cock.

"You like that don't you? Look how hard you get when I slip my finger into you. I think you're really going to enjoy what comes next." I knew what he meant, and although I hadn't thought I would go that far, I knew it was going to happen. I turned and faced the wall, bending over to expose myself to him. I felt him push a second finger into me, and there was some slight pain before I grew accustomed to it. A third finger followed and he slowly entered me with his digits, stretching me, and preparing me for what was to come. When I had relaxed sufficiently, I felt him withdraw. I leaned on the bench and waited for the inevitable. "Mmmmm, I think you're ready......tell me what you want......tell me...."

"Please, fuck me.....fuck me with your big cock....I need you inside me." I pleaded, hearing the pounding of the water from the showerhead splash against the tiled wall. I felt something hard, and yet warm nudge against my anus. I knew his cock was at my entrance, and it wouldn't be long before I was no longer a virgin. His hands grasped my hips as he started to push forward ever so slightly. As he gained the slightest bit of entrance the pain shot through me, and I pulled forward. "Please, no, please take it out...it's too big....i can't take it."

"Just relax, push out a little when I push in, and it will go much easier.....you'll love it.....a little pain at first, but then pleasure..." He held me tightly, and pushed into me. I pushed out with my anus, and felt the soapy head of his cock slip into my 'pussy'. The pain was immense. I pulled forward and he popped out. "Mmmmm, you're so tight, that will make this a little tougher. But you will beg me for it before we're done. Let's get out and dry off." I was a little disappointed that he wasn't going to take me there in the shower. We rinsed off and dried ourselves. I dropped to my knees and began sucking his erect penis. In a few moments the pre-cum started to flow and I sucked it hungrily. He pulled free of my mouth, and led me to the bedroom.

"Lie on the edge of the bed, pull your legs up and we'll get this worked out." I did. Holding my legs up in the air, I felt like a woman must feel when she's ready to be mounted, waiting for that initial touch of her lover's penis. He stood between my legs, his cock hanging, touching my ass from time to time as he applied a cool lubricant to my cock. I was hard, and the stroking made me relax, and want him even more. He poured some of the lube on my opening, and the cool sensation drove me wild. I felt his thumb push into me, and drive more of the lube into me. As he did this I could feel his erection nudging me, wanting to gain entry as he liberally applied the lube. Next he stroked the gel onto his shaft until it was a shiny, throbbing, vein-covered rod that bounced against my leg as he prepared me to receive him. "Now, just relax, I'm going to slip into you, little by little. You push out with your ass when you feel me push and I'll pop right in. it won't hurt for long." He stroked my cock one last time and with the other hand he positioned himself at my opening. Swinging his hips forward just slightly I felt the pressure as the big helmet of his cock pushed at my back door. I pushed out as he applied pressure and eased off. Alternating his pressure, his cock slowly relaxed my 'pussy' and little by little he began to enter me. Finally instead of withdrawing, he pushed forward even more, and my ass opened, his head slipped in, and I felt the full thickness of his manhood. The feeling as intense as his cock stretched me. I felt full, yet only had the head in me. The pain flared, then subsided, replaced with an incredible feeling of intense pleasure, and pride that I had made this man so hard, and he wanted to fuck me.




The Surprise



"Oh, yes, that's it, that's it.....your as tight as a sausage casing. Mmmmmm, do you feel that cock inside you? Feel me taking you properly?" He growled as he pulled out slightly and I felt the ridge of his head pop out of my anus. I was beginning to think of it as my 'pussy' and he was mounting me. Taking me. Truly the most dominant thing one person can do to another.

"Yes, it feels so good. So good. Please, take me now. Take me." I moaned. My eyes closed, I was just concentrating on the sensations in my bowels as he started in. I looked down between my legs and saw this man drive himself into me. I pushed out with my ass and his entire cock slipped into me. The feeling was so intense as he filled me completely, to the hilt. I felt his balls press against me, his belly pressing my balls into my own body. The intensity of his huge cock sliding past my prostate was too much and I came. My cock shooting cum over my chest and face without being touched as he started to withdraw. As I came my anus squeezed him rhythmically, and I saw the look on his face. I could tell this felt good for him as well.

"Oh look at that....you're cumming all over yourself. I guess this feels OK after all?" he grinned as he started to push back into me. "Your mine now, son, I've taken you properly, made you mine, and now you know how it feels to be a woman, don't you?"

"Mmmmm, that's so good! So good. Yes, yes! Make me your woman.....fuck me, please!!" I felt him lower his body on to mine, his cock sank into me, and he kissed me hard as I felt him thrust ever deeper. "Thank you, Thank you sir! Please fuck me - take me! Fuck my pussy!!" I was drunk with lust now and wanted nothing more than to feel him fuck me, and cum inside me. I was truly his now. I scooped up some of my cum from my chest and brought it to my lips. The wonderful, salty, male flavor made me so hot as I sucked my fingertips, feeling him drive into me over and over again. I saw he was speeding up, and really fucking me, and knew it was about to happen.

"Oh your so tight, so good....I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum inside you - take it, take my load!! Oh Oh!!" he bellowed as he drove into me, held still and pumped me full of his seed. I felt his cock spasming as it spurted again and again, flooding my 'pussy' with his cum. I felt so complete as he came inside me, breeding me with his manly seed. He held me as he came, kissing me and draining his big balls deep inside me. 

Finally he pulled his soft cock free of me, and fell beside me. We lay for a few moments, dozing, and then I rose, got a washcloth form the bathroom and bathed his cock, cleaning it, and getting it ready for another round. I sucked him off once more before leaving, and went back to my apartment with the taste of his cum fresh in my mouth.

I walked into the bedroom to see Susan, watching TV, naked, her left hand slowly running over her body, slipping a stray finger into what looked like a very wet pussy. She had shaved the lips, while leaving a thick bush on top; I loved the way it looked.

"So, tell me everything? Did you do it?" She sat up, pinching her nipple as she asked.

"I uh, I guess I did. We don't owe any more rent."

"Whatever, tell me about the sex - what did you do? Does he have a big cock? Did you suck him, or did he suck you?" She was firing questions out rapidly, obviously very excited.

"Oh, I sucked him. He said I was the 'bottom' and he showed me what I needed to do to please him." I said, sitting next to her, starting to touch her.

"The bottom? You mean.....he fucked you? I didn't know it was going to go that far - I thought you were just going to blow him. How was it? Did you like it?

"He....I .....I liked it. He has a huge cock, and I sucked him. He came in my mouth and then he took me, mounted me like a woman and fucked me. I felt like I was a woman." I started to kiss her, slipping my hand down to her swollen, wet pussy.

"Oh, I can taste his cum in your mouth, that's sooooo hot! So, you liked being the woman? It's great to suck a cock isn't it? I knew you'd be into it. We should do it together."

To be continued....



The Surprise



Mia had just finished making love to her husband Ray. He lay in bed, exhausted and near sleep. He had managed to last long enough to make her cum and once she'd had her release he flopped off of her onto his side of the bed, spent. At least he was that considerate. She lay in bed, feeling the mixed juices of their lovemaking ooze out of her pussy. She watched his cock subside in the moonlight that dimly lit their bedroom. By the time it lay limp, pointing toward his right hip she heard his snores begin.

She carefully laid the blankets aside and, turning at the waist, slid her feet into her slippers and began to tip toe out of the room. Once she was at the stairs she admonished herself for her sneaking because she new once Ray was asleep he was out like a light. A bomb could go off and he'd sleep through it. But she had a problem to solve and it couldn't wait any longer and she couldn't risk waking him.

She reached the bottom of the stairs and was just tying her robe shut when she felt him behind her. Not her husband, but Solomon. She wasn't surprised he was there, that much she knew. She had stuffed him in the closet when her husband came home so unexpectedly. But he always managed to startle her in his ability to be so silent in his approach from

behind. She felt his breath on her neck and his hand on her elbow and even though she'd just fucked the hell out of her husband, that simple touch on her arm set her on fire.

She fell back into him and said, "You... you need to leave."

"How did he like the candles and wine?" He whispered this into the nape of her neck.

She turned to meet Solomon's forest green gaze. "It's a good thing we hadn't drank any from our glasses."

"He thought you'd poured it for him?" The question was rhetorical. 

He smirked at the irony of it all. He'd come to her small house in the suburbs hoping to woo her while her husband was away on business. She had shown him where they hid a key and so he'd entered the home, chilled some wine in a bucket of ice, and lit candles in her bedroom. He then hid in a closet in the hallway on the first floor hoping to surprise Mia.

Mia had arrived home and when she walked in the door, something felt out of place. She had a good memory for objects in her home and it felt like some had been moved here and there. Nervous, because her husband was away and worried about a burglar in her house she went to the kitchen and grabbed a nasty looking knife from her block on the counter. Carrying it like she was going to chop someone with it as she crept through her home.

She had reached the top of the stairs when she smelled something flowery. She knew that smell, but from where? She stepped up to her closed bedroom door and the smell was just pouring from that room. She could see flickering orange light coming from under the door. She leaned up against the door frame on the hinged side holding her knife like

policemen hold their guns on tv before they kick a door in and bust a bad guy. Unlike them she reached out carefully with her free right hand and gently pushed open the door. 

As it swung open she could see dozens of candles laying about her room lit in a romantic scene. Now she recognized the smell. These were the candles Solomon had bought her. The ones she told Ray came from her mother.

She stood in the doorway stunned. No one was in there. Just the candles. Her husband had checked into the hotel he was staying at in Chicago just this morning, she thought to herself. "There's no way he could have made it home already... is there?" she wondered aloud to herself. His conference was supposed to go on late and he wasn't supposed to be home until midday tomorrow.

"I don't think Ray would be this romantic." Came a familiar voice from behind her.

Already on edge from the thought of burglars in her home, Mia shrieked and whirled around. There was a moment of quiet as their eyes met. Hers wide with recognition and Solomon's wide with shock and... pain?

Then she saw him look down at his left thigh and she followed his gaze to where she'd planted the knife squarely in his leg.

"Auugh!" he groaned. "Um... Mia?"

"Oh my god! Oh my god! Solomon! I'm so sorry!" She went to pull out the knife and Solomon stopped her.

"Go get me a rag or some old tee shirt or bandage or something I can use to put pressure on this before you pull it out." he said. Mia ran to the bathroom and found some absorbant cotton pads from their first aid kit and a rag. She also grabbed the rest of the first aid kit and rushed over to where Solomon stood gingerly holding the knife in place but waiting and smiling and still giving her that look that melted her and said "I love you even though you just stabbed me" without having to say it at all.

"I'm so sorry baby. I'm so so so sorry." she said as she helped him remove the knife and put pressure on his cut with the pad and then wrapped it tightly with more padding and an elastic bandage. She held pressure on it and she watched his gaze never leave her. Their eyes met and she knew he wanted her to stop apologizing so she cut herself off from doing it again. They both knew it was an accident.

"Baby what are you doing here? I thought you were a burglar." she wondered.

"I can see that." he said indicating his leg and her knife. "I knew your husband was out of town, I saw the message on his facebook, so I thought I'd come and surprise you with a romantic evening." 

"Well it was certainly a surprise." she said, standing up and putting her arms around his shoulders and drawing him in deep for a passionate kiss.

She led him limping into the bedroom and sat him down on the bed. "Poor baby." she admonished as she kissed him over and over on his cheeks, on his neck, on his ears. She unbuttoned his sexy dress shirt under his sports jacket and worked her way down his body with her mouth. Kissing his nipples and his stomach. She unfastened his belt and pulled out his cock, kissing it all over. She kissed over to his wounded thigh and looked up at him and said "If I kiss this will it make it hurt any less?"

"Sure but when you're done I think something else would enjoy some more kissing." he said and she felt his cock pulse in her hand. She grinned and and kissed his bandage and then trailed her kisses back to his cock. She ran her tongue up the base of it and then accepted it between her soft beautiful lips. She took his cock all the way down her throat and began to suck and suck. She watched his eyes roll back into his head as she did that thing with her tongue that she knew he loved

so much. Twice while sucking him she brought him to the brink of orgasm only to cool off again and then she laid him down on the bed and lifting her skirt she mounted his face so that she could still suck his cock in a passionate sixty nine.

It wasn't long before Mia was about to cum on Sol's face and she could feel Sol was about to blow his load deep into her throat if she didn't pull him out of her mouth. She wasn't much into swallowing cum but she loved it when Sol would blow his hot cum all over her tits because she loved watching him erupt like he would. Big long ropes of cum launching from his sweet cock and all over her breasts was her reward when she released him from her mouth and she came just at that same

moment with Sol's tongue buried deep in her pussy and pressing on her clit.

Suddenly, as Mia's mind began to come down to earth again, she snapped back to awareness as she heard the unmistakable sound of Ray's car pulling up and panicked, she raced around getting Sol's pants, belt, shoes and the

like picked up and shoving them at him. She drug him limping, partially naked and carrying his things down to the first floor closet where she shoved him inside. She got herself cleaned up and threw her sexiest robe around herself just in time for Ray to come in wheeling his suitcase through the front door.

"Surprise! I'm home!" he said.

"I know baby, I know!" she said running up to him and throwing her arms around him. "Why did you leave early?" she asked, her mind scrambling as she adjusted herself and her hair.

"Oh the keynote speaker who we were supposed to listen to all day today had a family emergency and so we left early.' Ray replied. Then he looked at her, really looked at her, and he could smell the candles wafting down the stairs. Catching his look and wanting to head it off at the pass, she said looking down at her sexy robe, which she only ever wore for him, "I

called the hotel because I missed you and they said you'd checked out already. I didn't know why but I hoped you'd be coming home so I lit some candles upstairs just in case. I'm so glad you're home baby!" With that she drug him upstairs hoping Solomon could hear all that but she couldn't be sure and then she proceeded to the bed to fuck Ray's brains out, which wasn't a stretch because she wanted to be fucked very badly after Solomon's skilled tongue had worked it's magic.

She shoved Ray down on the bed so forcefully he was shocked at her aggressiveness. "What's gotten into you?" he asked. 

"I have been hoping you would come home soon and just thinking about you has me so horny." she lied. She immediately mounted him and started to ride him like a mad woman. She felt like such a slut for doing this but she knew Ray had to believe all this was for him or he would get suspicious and having just had Solomon's cock in her mouth and tongue in her pussy she was so hot and out of control already she just couldn't wait for foreplay, she needed a cock in her now.

One thing positive about sex with Ray was the length of his cock. Solomon had a nice cock and it was super thick but Ray's was long and slender and she could bounce high up on it and slam down hard in a way that wasn't quite possible with Solomon's. She could feel the tip of Ray's raging cock hitting the deepest part of her pussy. God, was she such a complete whore for both of these men? she thought. Ray was good at fucking her... but Solomon's thick thick cock would hit her in all the right places. Solomon never made a questioning move either. When Sol fucked her it was like he knew every single place to touch her, every move to make, every moment to stop one thing and change to another to keep her riding high on the edge of orgasm after orgasm. 

Something about Sol too, made it impossible for her to imagine Ray was Sol while she fucked him. She didn't want to. Ray was Ray. She loved Ray. But it was the same with Sol, she knew the moment she met Sol she had loved him for all of eternity. She was so torn because she knew that Ray was her husband only in this life and she truly did love him. But when she looked at Sol she understood without doubt that through all her past lives this man had been there. She didn't know how it was possible but she knew deep in her core that Sol, not a past life of Sol's, but Sol himself had made love to her before and had been loved by her before. She couldn't understand how that was possible but she knew it was.

Ray flipped her over into doggy position and brought her back to the present. His long cock plowing into her over and over she knew he was getting close to cumming. She caressed his balls as they slapped into her ass with the tips of her nails and she felt them tighten up as he loosed his hot load into her pussy.

Even though Ray had finished he pressed her down into froggy style and his long cock was angled perfectly into her G spot. He knew when he did this he could make her cum in a minute flat, and he knew that was about all the time he had till his cock was done for the night. At least he cared enough to make her cum once tonight. If she hadn't had all the candles and romance around he might not have done that. Most nights Mia had to make an effort to get her O first or she didn't get one at all.

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Now that her husband was asleep and she was once again in Solomon's arms she apologized again for his leg. "It's ok." he said."Look at it this way, at least every time I touch the scar I will be super turned on remembering tonight."

She could feel his cock swelling again in his pants as it pressed against her thigh and she knew that Ray would sleep through it no matter what noises they made. She looked at Sol with her wanton eyes and a question about his leg in them.

Reading her easily like always Sol said "Yes I do want to. Just be gentle." With that she placed a finger on Sol's lips and led him over to the couch where she pulled out his cock and mounted it. She began to ride it so hard, bucking and kicking as she drove his cock deeper and deeper into her. Their groans were still too loud for her nervous heart so she placed her hand over his sexy mouth and said "Shhhhhhhh" as she ground into him again and again.

Soon she pressed her face to his and breathed in his ear "Cum for me baby! I want to come with you and I'm SO close" she whispered and with that they thrust into each other a few more times and as her body shuddered with her third orgasm of the night and she clenched Solomon to her as she felt her pussy fill with cum again.

Leaning on him and breathing heavy she said "OK now my love, you really need to leave. Thank you for trying to be romantic for me and I'm so so sorry I stabbed you." She kissed him long and deep, their tongues lingering in each other's mouths.

He stood and quietly dressed and then touched the side of her face and said "Goodnight cara mia." and he gathered his things and left. Thank goodness he wanted to surprise me and didn't park in my driveway, she

thought as she watched him walk down the street to where his driver was waiting for him.

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Sol stepped into the car and the city outside was silenced as the door closed. His driver Haroun was staring at him in the mirror, a question in his eyes. 

"Yes the husband came home. And yes I was stuck in there that entire time until he was asleep. Then she came to me." he said. This satisfied Haroun's curiosity and he started the car. As Solomon spoke he had lifted his pelvis from the seat so he could pull down his trousers to his knees. He sat back down and began to untie the blood soaked bandage. He used the portions of the cloth bandage that hadn't been soaked to wipe up some odd blood that remained but the wound itself had already closed and healed to a scar. One benefit of living forever is the speedy healing process he thought. He absently stroked the new scar that had formed in the wound's place. He had thousands of scars but this was one he was going to remember. 

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I hope you all enjoyed this first installment. Let me know if you would like to read more. - King Monkey

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The Surprise



I stepped out of my car and looked at my phone. I was a little early, but I don't think Frost will care. She would probably understand why I rushed here so quickly. The surprise from her was enough to get me to drop everything, but the text she sent just over did it. The fact that no cop stopped me was a shocker - and a bit a of a good sign that today is going in my favor. I walked up to the door to find a note in Frost's handwriting. 'If you are reading this note, Garret, then you missed me. I left a key under the bottom left leaf of the plant on the right for you, come in and wait. I'll be back in a bit.' I swore and crumpled the paper; she knew I'd be early and planned this to make me suffer. I luckily knew she always meant the opposite of what she said when it came to hiding stuff, the key was underneath the top right leaf of the plant on left. I unlocked the door and cautiously walked in as to not disturb her dogs.

I decided to go down stairs and take a nap on the couch. If she was gonna be gone, even if it wasn't for long, I was gonna take a nice nap. When I got to the bottom of the stairs the lights lit up on their own and my eyes fell onto the image of Frost walking towards me. Her fire red hair was in french style braid that fell over her shoulder. The little makeup she wore complimented her emerald green eyes, making them look even more like a gem. And to finish off her look, she had on a red satin push up bra with black lace trim and a matching thong.

"Surprise, Garret." The kiss she gave me was gentle, seductive. It drew me forward before she even tugged at the collar of my shirt. When we were close enough to the couch Frost shoved me down onto it and straddled herself on my hips. Her kisses became for lustful the more they occurred. Frost started to pull at the bottom of my shirt. "You're overdressed" After my shirt came off she started to undo my belt, zipper, and button, but needed help with taking off my pants, which was due to the height advantage I had over her. When my pants were on the floor next to us she lowered herself back onto me and started to undo her bra. Frost covered my eyes with it so I couldn't see what she did next.

I tried to move it, but she kept it there. "Come on, Frost, let me see."

She gave me a kiss to get me to stop complaining then stood up. "Be quiet and wait." I could feel her wiggling her legs, but without my sight I couldn't figure out what she was doing. When I was able to take her bra off my eyes the first thing I saw was Frost standing above of me, her wet pussy directly in front of me. A smirk grew on my face before I grabbed her hips and started to generously ate her pussy. Frost bit her lip as usual whenever I touched her, but this time she let out a long breath with a hint of a moan. She tasted sweet like a fruit, making it even more enjoyable to do this. Using two of my fingers I spread her lips slightly so I could slip my tongue inside of her. The long breaths she took soon turned shaky as they were filled moans. Hearing them made me lick faster and start to finger her with two that were spreading her lips. Frost started to roll her hips very slightly, wanting more, but I knew she was close so I pulled back to let her catch her breath. It wasn't long before I surprised her with a nibble on her clit, sending her into a small orgasm. I wanted to continue to give her a full orgasm, but I didn't want her body to give out before we were even to the real fun. I lowered her back down to my lap and letting her taste herself with a french kiss. After we pulled away from each other I lightly traced my fingers around her weak spots. "My turn?"

Frost gave me a seductive nod and nibbled my ear before getting off me. She turned around and got on her knees in front of me. I would never make her get on her knees, but if she did it willingly without me asking or ordering, I wasn't going to complain. My boxers weren't on for very much longer as she wanted to give me the same amount of pleasure I just gave her. I shivered slightly from her cold hand wrapping around my shaft. It was something she could use to her advantage in situations like this, especially when came to teasing. Frost slowly started to move her hand up and down, every time in some way brushing the tip. I let out a low sigh that caused her to tease the tip instead. She could tell that I hated it, but enjoyed it at the same time from the reaction I gave. I was writhing from the sensitivity to her could hand, but she was obviously enjoying teasing me like this. When I started to harden more than I already was she lowered her head down and licked my whole length, still giving most of the attention to the tip. I was about to beg her to suck me, but Frost already took me into her mouth. She must have sucked on some ice cubes before I came over because her mouth was cold like her hands, but it soon started to warm up. I never imagined a simple change in temperature could feel so good; the evidence of the pleasure was obvious in the groans I failed to keep down. It wasn't long before my dick started to pulse as I came close which Frost used to her advantage and sucked in rhythm with the pulsing. When I was just about to cum she took one last suck down before releasing me. She started to kiss up my body, starting with my tip then working her way up. "Did you bring it?" Frost asked after stopping just before kissing me.

"Back right pocket." I tried to kiss her but she moved off of me to grab the surprise. She pulled a condom out the back pocket of my pants and tore it open. Frost crawled back onto me and kissed me while putting the condom on me. I kissed her back passionately before she pushed my shoulders into the back the couch while lowering herself onto me. The feeling of being inside of her was amazing, strange, and eye opening all in one. It took Frost a second to collect herself, but then started to move herself up and down the upper part of my shaft. It's understandable why she wasn't riding me like a cowgirl on a bucking horse, but I knew she would take a while to warm up to the feeling on her own. So, I took a bit of the directive and helped by taking a hold of her sides and pulling her down while bucking my hips up slowly. Frost let out some of the most lustful and emotional vocal responses that I'd ever heard. They were getting louder and passionate the more I put myself inside of her, and each time I heard them it made want to thrust my full length inside to get her ready.

Within a few minutes of slowly warming up to my cock being inside her, Frost ripped her braid apart and let her hair fall down in a mess, she was ready for the real thing. "I think it's time to stop playing around." She moved herself forward and bit my earlobe to get me going. After I stopped shivering I responded with a very selfish smirk and started to speed up how often I bucked my hips. Frost was in ecstasy, loving every moment. The walls of her pussy were tightening around me whenever I buck up and relaxed as I came out, sending me into my own heat driven mind like Frost's. I took my hands off of her hips to give her breasts the attention that I haven't given. In my opinion her breasts were perfect; they aren't massive but still above average. They were soft yet firm enough to be groped properly and fit my hands perfectly, which I used to my advantage quite often. I cupped both of her breasts in my hands, massaging them thoroughly with the ever random rough squeeze to keep Frost in her toes. She moved herself toward me so my self was directly in front of her chest, which was a good and bad idea for her. I used the advantage to start sucking on her breasts, even nibbling her nipple to make her jump and/or scream slightly.

"I know you're close, don't hide it cause you think you'll look more like a whore, you won't. I'd love it if you didn't hide it," I told Frost cause the walls of her pussy were beginning to tighten around my cock as she neared an orgasm. Thankfully my advice was taken, she relaxed and began to give expression that I knew meant she was seventh heaven. With her hands still on my shoulder I was being pushed back more as an orgasm started to rock through her body; her nails began to scratch into my skin, leaving marks that I'd have to cover up. I continued to buck my hips as Frost experienced the orgasm, but it wasn't long lived as my own orgasm began to rock through me. I would have loved to have done that without a condom, but she would never have let me.

Frost let herself fall onto my torso, both of us out of breath. I had couple more rounds left in me, maybe three, but I never expected Frost have more left in her. So, when she asked, "Ready for round two?" I was surprised, but didn't care. She got up and took my hand. "Let's go to my room." I stood up and let her lead me to our destination. When we reached her room she immediately shut the door and went to her dresser. Frost pulled out a condom and ripped it open. I received an intense kiss while having my balls cupped in her hand and the condoms switched. Frost then did a small twirl to face the other way, obviously seducing me in the way she walked over to the bed. I walked over to the bed after she was on all fours and rubbing her pussy with one hand. Stepping onto the bed she put her hands on the headboard before giving me a lustful smirk. I answered her call and rubbed her pussy with the tip of my dick for sliding it in. Being able to put that last inch in her this way definitely made in a difference in the way Frost felt and expressed her pleasure. She began to match my rhythm by rocking back and forth, though it was a little pointless because I rocked her forward because my thrust were harder than her rocking. I finally gave up and grabbed her hips to get her to stay put. Her moans grew louder the faster and harder I would thrust in. I wish I could drill her, but that would cause her pain at this point, I'll save that for later.

"Get up, Frost," I said and pulled her hands up from the headboard and pinned her to the wall in front of us. The only protest I got from her was to not press her head into the wall; other than that she was completely fine and even seemed to enjoy it. I pulled her away from the wall just enough to allow my hands to please her breasts. I was rougher with my hands this time, squeezing them more often and harder than I had before. She was enjoying every minute of it, even asking me to play with her breasts harder. Frost's nipples were the next targets for my hands to mess with; they were played with a delicate roughness that was obviously loved by her. I tugged and twisted ever so slightly to give her senses a jump, but never enough to cause any real pain. Frost began to emit the same passionate and lustful noises as earlier, but they were more primitive as she finally let herself loosen up fully. Even the feeling of her pussy was better when she finally let it go. I slowly kissed around her neck while letting go of one of her nipples to reach down and tease her clit. Frost responded with a happily moan while trying to get closer to me. To both of our surprises she lasted much longer, allowing me to experiment with her even more. I took her off the wall and tossed her onto her back, then climbed on top to finish off what we had started. Right when she was about to orgasm I reached down to her clit and pinched it, along with a hard pinch to one of her nipples, and a small bite to the weak spot on her neck. Her body seemed to act as if I gave her a double orgasm, but it was probably just a large one. I was still able to go, though close to my own climax. Frost begged to not stop even though she had already gone through two orgasm; if she had been on all fours or pressed against the wall, her legs would have gave out. It wasn't long before I climaxed with a final hard thrust into her.

After catching my breath I pulled Frost up and into my lap. She used the momentum I gave her to push me down onto my back so she could cuddle with me. I ran my hands through her fire red hair to calm her down and let her relax. She gave me one of the best days I could ask for and I wanted her to relax now. It was something she deserved, and it was something I wasn't going to deny her. That is, until she executed the last part of her plan. "I do have one for thing for you," Frost whispered into my ear before nibbling it while slipping off the condom and getting me hard again by cupping my balls and lightly running her finger in circles on the tip. "Sit up," She ordered after kissing me and standing up. I did as she said out of curiosity of what she was planning. Once I was sitting on the edge of the bed, Frost got on her knees in front of me. All I was receiving at first was a simple handjob to begin with, nothing special. But, it was only to get me harder so she could actually give the final part of her plan. I realized what she was doing right away when she moved closer than necessary for a blowjob and lifted up her breasts. The fact that she was doing this was enough to turn me on even more, making the handjob she gave me pretty pointless.

The feeling of a boobjob wasn't as great as being inside of a girl, but it was way better than a blowjob. Frost's breasts were able to please every part of my cock with minimal effort, making it hard for me to not groan. I tried to lift my hips up in an instinctive manner, but I was pushed back down when ever I tried; Frost wasn't going to let me help with my own pleasure. I was in a comfortable pleasure from this, even leaning back to relax, but she broke that comfortableness by licking the tip whenever she moved her breasts down to expose it. This simple action was enough to make my cock start warm up as I came close. Frost could tell I was close and began to move her breasts out of order, one up the other down while still licking then sucking whenever the moment arose. The actions were beginning to be more than I could take as there wasn't even a warning feeling before I came. It wasn't a huge cum shot, but I still covered her the top of her breasts. I fell back onto my elbows panting more than I had after the last orgasm I had. Frost stood up and teased me with a seductive lick of her finger after she wiped some cum off with it. I got up and kissed her, not caring that what she had just done because it was just a little bit.

My hand was again taken by Frost and I was led back downstairs to grab our - well mostly my - cloths. I got dressed slowly, my mind still fixated on Frost's amazing body and what she had just given to me. I offered to help her clean up the small mess we made, but she kissed my cheek and smiled. "No, you go home. I can clean up. Don't be too distracted now while driving." I kissed her one last time and left before she got mad. I was about to climb into my car when I felt my phone go off. Frost sent me a text: 'Have fun tonight, Garret.' The text also included a picture of her in the outfit she wore when I walked in, and the same teasing pose that she did while we were in her room. I smirked while getting in the car to leave. This day couldn't get better.



The Surprise



Pam was a bodacious broad. Not especially pretty or possessed of a great figure, nonetheless her zest for life her sex drive, and her charisma attracted men to her. And she was adventurous. One evening she had set up a surprise for a guy she was seeing. Tim was tall and mustached and blond, one of the few blond men she ever found attractive. He had a great sense of humor and was good in bed, was very good to her, so she thought she'd treat him to one of his fantasies.

A friend of hers, Candi, was a petite brunette, and had a wicked sense of adventure herself. Pam had proposed being part of the "surprise" to her, and she accepted.

Tim arrived at the appointed time, knocking at Pam's back door. Pam got a huge kick when Tim saw Candi sitting in her living room. He shifted glances back and forth as if to say "what's this?"

"Well, you've been such a doll, I though perhaps I could give you a little present to remember," Pam said.

Candi got up from the couch, put an arm around Tim and said "Yes, isn't this something you've always wanted?" 

Whipping his coat off, Tim couldn't believe his good fortune -- "Oh hell yeah!! I just can't believe you'd do a thing like this for me," he smiled in Pam's direction.

"Well, neither of us has experienced this either," she said. "So I figured that we all felt comfortable enough with each other to make this a success. Come on," she tilted her head to the bedroom. The other two followed her in. Tim started pulling off his shirt, but Candi stopped him. "Let's us all take care of each other this evening, shall we?"

She finished pulling off his shirt, turned to Pam and began to remove her top as well. Tim returned the favor, taking off Candi's t-shirt and dropping it on the chair nearby. Pam was full-breasted and Candi ran her hands over Pam's bra, then quickly went to the back and unhooked it. Pam's breasts were barely contained by the lingerie, and she held them as the bra dropped to the floor.

Tim was moved to action, and undid Candi's bra so both women were now bare-breasted. He glanced from woman to woman -- "what lovely tits you two have," and he reached out and took one of each woman's breasts in each hand, caressing them. Each woman then reached out to fondle the other's breast, giggling at the unfamiliar feeling of another woman's breast in her hand.

Tim kissed first Pam, then Candi. He unzipped Candi's jeans, then Pam's, then his own. They all worked themselves out of their pants until they were standing there in their undies, Tim's showing his cock already erect. 

Pam pulled the other two to her king-sized bed. She lit a bunch of candles placed around the room so that it was quite bright. She pulled up some pillows so Tim was leaning against the headboard.

"OK, Tim, this evening is all about you. We are here to do your bidding. What would you like?" He hesitated for a moment. "Come on, speak up, don't hold back," she said.

"OK, I want to see the two of you play with yourselves while I do the same," he said huskily. 

"See?" Candi said. "Was that so difficult?" as she positioned herself on some pillows near the foot of the bed with her legs facing him. Pam did the same on Tim's other side.

Pam started stroking between her legs with her middle finger. "you see sweetie, I love to tickle myself thru the fabric right over the clit -- the sensation is fabulous, not too strong, just light enough. Oooh woww." she sighed.

Candi spoke up -- "and I like to gently squeeze my whole pussy and release -- it massages the clit indirectly and feels soooo goood. Mmmmm." Tim's mouth hung agape at their frankness. 

"C'mon, babes, tell us what you like to do," Pam nodded towards the bulge in his shorts.

He snapped out of his momentary astonishment and started massinging his cock through his shorts. "Well, um, wow, it's true that women are more verbal than men -- I've never had to do this before!" 

Candi laughed - " You're among friends. Just say whatever is going through your mind right now." 

"Well," he said, "the sight of you two playing with your pussies has gotten me so turned on, my cock is begging for attention. I start rubbing it through my shorts, and then," he pulled down his waistband to reveal his stiff pink penis "I have to touch it directly." 

"Mmmmm" both girls murmured. "You have a gorgeous cock," Candi said. 

"Isn't it though? Wait until you feel it," Pam smirked.

He made a fist around the shaft and began stroking it slowly up and down, again and again, pausing occasionally to shake it so that the head slapped against his stomach. 

"Now, what is that about?" Candi asked. 

"Well, it helps to slow down sensations a little bit, which I'm going to need every bit of tonight," he admitted.

"I just looove watching you masturbate, it makes my pussy so hot and tickly." Pam said hungrily. 

"Me too!" Candi added. And as if to accentuate that point, she pulled aside her panties to reveal her glistening lips. Seeing her, Pam pulled hers off entirely and spread her legs so he could see her moistness in the candlelight as well.

"Oh, wowwwwww!" he growled, that's just gorgeous. "Candi, off with yours too!" She smiled and pulled off her panties and threw them at him. He ducked, laughing. They all continued with their fondling and stroking and tickling, taking in the views which excited them all so.

Then they heard a knock on the back door. They froze. "You expecting somebody?" Tim whispered. 

"No,not at all." Pam whispered back. They waited. Another knock, more insistent. 

"You'd better take care of it before the mood is blown here," Candi said. Pam pulled on a robe and left the room. 

She got to the door, rather pissed at the development. "Who is it?" she said angrily. 

"It's Rob, let me in." Oh shit! This was a guy Pam had seen occasionally, and he had to show up now??? 

"I can't, I'm busy." she replied. 

"Oh baby, you've got to let me in, I need to see you, I'm so horny I can't stand it." Oh hell!!! Then she had a flash of inspiration. 

"Hang on!" she told him.

She went back to the bedroom, where Tim and Candi had progressed to fondling each other. 

"So did you get rid of whoever that was?" Tim asked. 

"No," Pam said. "I know you're not going to believe this, but it's Rob at the door." Both of them knew him socially, but were surprised.

"What's he want?" Candi asked. 

"The straight story -- he's horny as hell and wants to fuck me. I know you two didn't know we booty call occasionally, but there it is. I was just thinking...we could make this even more interesting if you two were willing......" 

"Oh shit, you want another guy in here?" Tim asked, sounding a little alarmed.

"No, it's your evening. I can tell him to leave, but it just crossed my mind." Pam started to explain.

"Now wait a second!" Candi spoke up, "Let's not rush here. Adding another person to the mix could be something beyond my wildest dreams, just think about it. How about it. Tim? Wouldn't this really be a night to remember? Besides, once he finds out that there's three of us here, he might bag it anyway." 

Tim mulled it over. Another knock at the door. "Well, OK. Let's see what happens." 

Pam went back out and unlocked the door. Rob burst in, grabbing Pam's face for a big lusty kiss. "Oh you won't be sorry, I'll fuck you silly and then some." 

Pam tasted alcohol. "Are you drunk?" she asked. 

"No, no. I just had a few, after the golf game, starting thinking about you, and I just had to come over." he said. 

"All right, before you start getting too crazy, I need you to take all your clothes off." she demanded.

"Allll right!!" he crowed. He stood there naked in just a few moments. He was already hard. 

"Wow," Pam said "you are eager tonight." 

"I suuure am." he responded.

"Well, I have something to show you. You may decide not to stay, it's up to you." Pam said. She took his hand and led him to the bedroom. Candi and Tim were sitting side by side, under the covers. "Chickenshits!" Pam thought.

"Wooooohhhh! What the hell is this?" Rob stopped short, first looking at the two of them, and then at Pam.

"Hi Rob" Candi said brightly. She was looking forward to this. 

"Tim, you had these two when I knocked on the door?" Rob asked incredulously. 

"Yeah, I sorta did. Just. Me." Tim said, still weighing his options.

"Now," Pam said, "Rob, you can stay, but whatever happens here tonight dies with us. We leave all our inhibitions behind for what could be one unbelievable night. No judgements, no nothin'!" She was laying out groundrules. "If you're not good with that, then you'd probably better go." 

The room went silent for a few moments. Then Rob spoke up "OK, I'm good with that. You've all seen me naked with a stiffie, so what am I worried about?"

Despite himself, Tim started laughing, and then the others joined in. "C'mon in Rob!"

Candi patted the bed. "I always fantasized about you, too." Pam dropped her robe and explained where they had been when the fateful knock on the door changed the evening forever. 

"You want me to what?" Rob asked, sounding a little freaked.

"Oh give me a break" Candi said. "Everybody knows that you boys masturbate in groups. Hell, sometimes, you even jerk each other off. Don't act so shy." 

Pam looked at him and then at Tim. "That's true, isn't it guys?". 

They both looked away for a second. Tim looked right at Pam and said -- "yep, goes on more than you think. She's right Rob, man up and join in. Here's some lotion." and he handed to Rob after getting some more for himself.

They repositioned so that both men were with their backs against the headboard and both women were as before.

The two women began to finger themselves again, and the men -- well they did what they did since they were young boys. 

"What an erotic sight," Pam thought. Both these gorgeous men masturbating in front of her, she and Candi pleasuring themselves in front of the men. 

Tim interrupted her thoughts. "Is is still my night? Do I get to ask for something?" 

"Sure, we can all ask for something." Pam responded.

"OK. I'd like you two to play with each other's pussies. That would turn me on so much.". Rob's eyes got wide as he looked from Tim to the two women.

Before she could respond, Candi said "OK!". She reached over and put her fingers on Pam's pussy and started playing away. Pam's hips arched with delight as she felt that zinging tickling sensation, and she reached over and started fingering her too. 

"Oh wow," she said to Candi. "You feel so wet and hot." Both guys were stroking themselves harder now, breathing more heavily.

"Tell me how you like to be touched," Candi said, "and I'll do the same." 

"Ohhh God! Just keep doing that up and down motion of your fingers from top to bottom, but lightly." Pam sighed. 

"Just keep doing what you're doing and I'll let you know if I want anything else." Candi responded.

The clicking sounds of fingers on wet pussies, and of cocks being stroked, and sighs and other sounds of pleasure were all that was heard for a while.

Then Candi piped up. "OK what's good for the goose is good for the gander," nodding at the guys. 

"You want us to touch each other? I'm not sure I'm drunk enough for that!" Rob said, hesitating.

"C'mon, it's only fair," Pam added. "Remember, no inhibitions, no judgments, just pleasure tonight." 

Tim looked at him, reached over and grabbed his dick, saying, "you know you did this when you were young. What's the big deal?"

Rob let out a surprised gasp, but settled when he felt that sure grip on his stout cock. 

He looked at Candi, and said. "OK. Goose. Gander. Done," and took Tim's long pink erection in his hand and started moving up and down. 

"Now isn't that as erotic as hell to feel another man's hand on your cock? I know feeling her hand on my pussy just about blew me away." Pam said to both guys. 

"Why thank you!" Candi joked. "You're doing wonderfully too!" 

"Yeah," Rob uttered, "it is pretty wild to see a man's hand on your dick." 

"Feels good too". Tim added. The men and women watched each other intently, so turned on the by the sight of mutual masturbation.

Several minutes later, Rob asked. "Do I get to put in my two cents?" 

"Sure" the others responded. "OK, well, I don't know if you girls have ever done this, but I would die with delight if I could see you lick each other's lovely pussies." 

Candi smirked. "Well, actually I have before. When I was in college, my roommate and I were dateless one Friday night. We both complained about how horny we were, one thing led to another, and..." 

"No shit!" Pam exclaimed. "No wonder you had no problem with signing on to a threesome! So who goes first?" 

"Do it at the same time!" Rob demanded, not believing his luck. 

"Nah, you really can't see what's going on, and 69 is overrated anyway. It's better to give than receive in that case." Pam said back. "Since you have some experience in this Candi, why don't you show us how it's done?" 

"My pleasure! Get on your back, sweets, and spread your legs very wide." 

Candi positioned herself so the guys could see Pam's pussy quite clearly. She came in from the side and ran her tongue along Pam's thighs, one, then the other. "Mmmm, your little clit is so hard." she observed. Then she lapped Pam's pussy from top to bottom, while Pam let out moan of pleasure.

Both guys' mouths were hanging agape, so turned on, stroking more slowly. She continued the lapping motion a few times, then went up and kissed Pam, with a little tongue thrust. "Your pussy is delicious!" Candi said.

She then went over and kissed both men, so they could share the flavor as well. She then returned to Pam's hot center and put her mouth over the entire thing and began a soft sucking motion. Pam groaned with pleasure and pushed her cunny upwards as her ass tightened. Candi didn't let go, but kept on and on, bringing orgasms to Pam, the likes of which she had not experienced from oral sex. 

After she recovered Pam said shakily,"OK, I'm as ready as I'm ever going to be!" They switched positions and Pam mimicked every move Candi had done. 

At one point, Candi begged," please, please, can you flick your tongue all the way up to my clit and back down again, and keep on going?" 

"Mmm-MMM" Pam said, her face moist with Candi's juices. "just a second." She went over to the men and indicated for them to lick her lips and face. "Doesn't she taste wonderful too?" 

Murmurs of delight came from both men, who she noticed had stopped rubbing, but were holding the ends of their cocks firmly. She figured they had come too close and were slowing things down. Good. She didn't want them coming yet.

Pam returned and did as she was bid, flicking her tongue up and down that wet pussy, to the groans and shrieks of delight from the recipient.

After she came. Candi looked pointedly at both men. "Now wait a minute!!" Rob said. "You don't expect us to..." 

"Oh I see!" Pam said. "Typical guy. You expect us to have our tongues in another female's cunny up to her bellybutton, and that's just fine, but the thought of licking another man's dick, and you're ready to about shit yourselves?"

Candi got up on her elbows. "She's right. You straight males are so homo-scared. You've already been masturbating each other and the roof didn't cave in. Aren't you the least bit curious as to what another man's cock feels like? Both of us now know what you experience when you do 'mouth music' on a woman. What happened to 'no inhibitions, no judgements?' That only goes for us?"

The room was very still. Pam finally spoke up. "You know Tim, I hope I'm not telling tales out of school, but you did tell me once that you would like to try that, but only if a woman was present, to make you feel OK about it. Personally, I would think of you as more of a man to have the balls to experience it."

"Yeah!! You tell 'im," Candi chimed in, sounding like a 5 year old. Pam arched her brow. "We can throw you both out, you know!"

With the ice broken. Tim looked at Rob, and said "Well, it's either both in or both out. What's it gonna be?"

"No one will ever tell a soul, right?" Rob asked. All nodded in assent. "All right, but no Deep Throat stuff." 

The girls cuddled each other, playing with each others' breasts, while Tim moved his head over to Rob's direction. 

Rob watched him wide-eyed, and Tim took Rob's knob in his mouth, running his tongue around it, eyes closed, experiencing the taste and feel of it. Rob let out a huge 'ohhhh!' and Candi patted his leg. 

Tim started moving his mouth up and down the penis slowly. Candi and Pam moved apart, and both women took the men's balls in their hands, fondling and bobbling and tickling them, to add to the excitement. After several minutes of this, Tim sat back against the headboard. Pam came up and gave him a deep kiss, tasting Rob on his mouth.

Then Candi gave Rob a slight push. He moved over gingerly, hovered a moment over Tim's cock, and reached his tongue out, barely touching Tim's cock. 

Tim said "hey buddy, this snake ain't poisonous. Just go for it!" Rob pulled away and they all laughed at the wisecrack. He then went back and took the plunge, the whole knob in his mouth, and more. 

He moved his mouth down the shaft, then up, sucking. Tim sighed. The girls kept fondling and touching the mens' balls as before.

After a minute or so, Rob stopped and sat back. He and Tim looked at each other, and Tim said "so shall we pick out drapes tomorrow?" 

Pam smacked him "Wiseass!!! Enough of this! I think somebody mentioned fucking earlier this evening." 

Pam grabbed Tim first, and said "now, everybody stay in control here, because we're going to take turns." She lowered herself onto Tim's cock, as Candi did on Rob's. 

"When I got up this morning, this was definitely not what I expected for today!" Rob got out between moans. 

"Me neither!" the rest said in unison. 

They fucked for several minutes like this, and then Candi called "Chinese fire drill!" 

Laughing, they changed partners, but the women moved to the bottom. "Ooh, tight pussies all around tonight!" Tim said lasciviously.

"Damned right," Pam said. "Now start fucking like you mean it. You guys have to get home at a decent hour."

"OK, this is it," Rob said. They began slowly, in and out, teasing the girls by tickling their dicks on the outside, and then --slamming back in!! The rhythm mounted and the breaths became shorter.

The girls shrieked with pleasure as the guys moaned with theirs as well. Pam grabbed Candi's hand , "Oh Gawd!! I'm going over!!" 

Tim fucked her harder until he too yelled with his orgasm and came hard into her. Rob and Candi were right there. As the other two watched, he fucked her fast until first she, then he, exploded into her.

The room was silent for several minutes except for the gasping of spent lovemaking. Without a word, one by one, they disengaged, headed for the shower, dressed, hugged and kissed goodnight with a knowing smile.



The Surprise



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The Surprise



A sequel to JackVick's story that can be found here: http://www.literotica.com/s/my-boss-my-slave-1

I fumbled with the small disk in my pocket, as I walked to the bus stop. The memory of my boss naked in front of me while I filled her up with a strap-on was still fresh in my mind, though it was over a month ago. We've had some more fun with her, lately, though I've gotten kind of bored with her. I realized this morning that this little thing can help me with anyone I please. 

I worked the entire day with this thing burning a hole in my pocket. I debated picking a coworker, but I decided that it would be best to try this elsewhere. The day was mostly uneventful, like my days usually are. Then a regular who works at the shop across the street walked in five minutes before I was about to clock out.

As she walked in, the breeze from the door lifted the soft fabric of her skirt just enough for me to get a good look at her thighs. Her smile shot across from the door and I followed without a thought. 

"Hey Hannah, you look super cute." I never had a problem openly flirting with her. I don't know what she ever thought of it, though. 

"Aw, thanks Carrie, you always make me smile." I began making her drink, without her even ordering it. I asked what she was up to tonight, as I handed her drink. She attempted to pay for it, which I refused. 

"Well what the heck, you're awesome. I owe you a drink." The next thing that happened was incredible. I don't know where this confidence came from but I instantly knew she was coming home with me.

"Well, good. You can buy me one right now, since I'm off. How does The Astoria sound? I'm gonna clock out, wait here." I walked into the back, cheeks burning bright red. I knew she was waiting; I didn't give her the chance to say no. I put my apron in my purse, and pulled my phone of my pocket. I sent a text to Jack.

"I have a surprise for you when I get home."

I shoved my phone into my purse and wrapped my hands around the disk in my pocket. I walked out and asked if she was ready. She didn't object to the plans at all, which worked out for me. We walked towards the bar, the cold air outside teasing my nipples as I felt them getting harder as I got more and more aroused. We went through an alley, which was the perfect place to turn her into our toy.

I stepped in front of her and pulled out the disk. She looked slightly perplexed until I pressed down the button. No cartoony sound-effects, sadly. I smirked at my own joke and looked at Hannah. She stood still in front of me, her face now perfectly relaxed. The straps of her tank top lay delicately across her collar bone. I pulled at one of them, and her shirt fell, exposing the shape of her breast. 

"Hannah, I know you're probably freaking out. Don't worry though, I'm going to take good, good care of you. Your legs will be shaking for a week once we're through with you." I pulled her shirt down completely, exposing her hard, tiny areola. I pulled her nipple between my fingers, and her chest rose and fell. Maybe I didn't need this mind control thing to get a girl into my apartment after all. 

I grabbed her hand and led her back to my car. We got in, and she buckled herself in. I didn't really know what I had to spell out for her and what I didn't, but apparently she's still capable of normal things within what I tell her. I'll be honest, I didn't ask Jack much about how it worked.

We pulled up to the apartment, and I could feel my heart racing in my chest. I looked over at Hannah, her face blank but unbuckled. I told her to follow me into my apartment. I took each step deliberately, not sure of how I was going to introduce her to Jack. I don't even know if he knew I had the disk. I slid the key into the lock, and when I opened the door I said hello.

I walked in, Hannah trailing behind me. Jack sat on the couch, not surprised one bit. I smiled at him, excited for what was about to happen. 

"Hey baby, how are you? I want you to meet my friend here, her name is Hannah. She's the surprise I told you about."

Jack stood from the couch and approached me first, wrapping his arms around my lower back. He pulled me in close, enough for me to feel his hardness against my hip. His tongue fought to occupy my mouth, and his teeth pulled on my lips. I could feel Hannah standing behind me. My heart began to race even faster now, and so did Jack's.

He stepped away from me, and grabbed Hannah's hand, walking her toward the center of the room. I finally was able to really check her out, now that I had her here. Jack walked around her, looking her up and down. I watched as his eyes looked at her mouth, the shape of her shoulders down to her breasts. Her nipples poked through the fabric.

"I bet you have something to do with this, don't you?" Jack's eyes were full of fire.

Her hips were full, but not overly curvy, like mine. I wanted her clothes to be off. As if Jack was reading my mind, he slid her straps off the same way I did in that alley. Her shirt fell, the straps hanging at her elbows and her tits in full view now. I watched Jack run his hands over them, and how Hannah's body was reacting to his touch. 

"You picked a good one, Carrie. I mean, she isn't as sexy as you, of course. Have you given her any orders?" The question itself was incredibly arousing to me. I exhaled slowly, not to show how incredibly nervous I actually was.

"No, just that we were going to make her feel really, really good." Good? What kind of word is that. I could have been much more creative.

Jack motioned for me to join him, and so I walked over, circling her once too. I pulled the straps off of her arms completely, and slid the top down her legs. I pulled off her sandals and left her standing topless. I smiled at Jack as I stayed kneeling at her feet, and I began running my hand up the inside of her leg. The fabric of her skirt lifted with me, when I discovered she wasn't wearing any panties.

I could smell her arousal growing as my mouth began the same path as my hand. I lifted the fabric so Jack could watch me. I felt my mouth watering as I got closer and closer to her. I stopped right at her hip, her pubic hair at the edge of my lips. I loved every bit of this.

"I think she's liking this, Carrie. She's clearly enjoying herself." 
"I can smell her pussy from her, Jack."

He walked into the bedroom, to get toys. I pulled down her skirt, leaving her completely exposed in my living room. I told her to lie down on her back, to which she obliged. I pinned her hands above her head and kissed her, feeling our tongues massage each other's. I pinched her nipple, before bringing it into my mouth. I swear I felt her moan. 

I kissed down her stomach, her skin sticky with sweat. I kept my hands on her boobs as I inched closer and closer to her pussy. I pushed apart her thighs, her vulva spreading open for me to see. They were a deep pink color, wet and inviting. She smelled amazing. I pressed my fingers into her folds, watching her back arch beneath my touch. My hand found her clit and I rolled my fingers around her twice. I crouched between her thighs, letting Jack know exactly what I wanted when he came back.

I inhaled deeply, enjoying her sweet smell. I slowly grew closer, her clit just in front of my lips. I opened my mouth, my eyes still on her face, as I enveloped her clit and vulva into my mouth. In the same moment, Jack was on his knees behind me, and sliding his thick cock into my soaking wet pussy. I moaned loudly into her pussy, enjoying her taste as I was fucked from behind.

I realized that I hadn't really told Hannah she was allowed to enjoy herself. I looked at her and as I slid two fingers into her I told her what she could do.

"Hannah, I want you to completely enjoy yourself and participate with your own free will." I looked over at Jack, checking if it was alright with him. He didn't stop his thrusting into me, and I never stopped finger fucking her. As soon as I looked back at Hannah, her face had changed completely. Instead of trying to hold back that she was feeling good, she was giving into it.

I pressed my thumb against her clit as my fingers massaged her g-spot, and she moaned just as loudly as I just did. I felt incredibly turned on. I arched my back more, allowing Jack to fill me up completely. I buried my face between her thighs, and she grabbed a handful of my hair. I kept my fingers moving inside her. Jack slammed his hand down hard on my ass, making me moan louder into her soaking wet pussy.

Her grip grew harder around my fingers and in my hair and I knew she was close to coming. I didn't mind, because I knew I was close too. I loved how Jack easily slid in and out of me as I had my face in another girl's pussy. I moaned louder now, not being able to control myself.

"I think the two of you want to come right now, don't you?" Jack asked playfully, not missing a beat as he pounded into me. I managed a muffled yes as I tried to keep up the pace inside Hannah. She however, did not hold back as she began to gasp and scream yes over and over. 

I could feel my body heat rising as the three of us began to give into the pure ecstasy that was pouring from our bodies. Hannah lifted her hips into my face as I pushed into her g-spot harder and faster while sucking her clit. Jack slapped my ass again before grabbing a hold of my hips and fucking me as hard as he could.

I felt Hannah's orgasm the same time I felt mine. Our bodies began to shake, as her body tensed up in front of me. Jack rhythmically filled me up as my body began to explode with pure pleasure. Our moans filled the room as we both came together. Hannah relaxed in front of me, as I playfully flicked her clit, pushing her over the edge.

"Oh fuck, Carrie, I'm gonna come," Jack began to mutter as he slid in and out of me. Hannah crawled behind me and under my thighs she rubbed my clit while Jack began to fill my pussy with his hot come. My back arched as I felt him pulsating inside me. 

"Fuck," he muttered, as I felt his body relaxing after his orgasm. Hannah lay on her back on the floor, catching her breath too. Jack pulled out, lying on the other side of me. I followed suit, and let my body relax post-orgasm. After about a minute, I looked over at Jack, who had his eyes closed, then at Hannah. 

"I think Hannah would have come over without that handy little disk, actually." Jack smiled and agreed. I looked over at Hannah, who looked incredibly sexy next to me. I reached over to my pants, and pulled out the disk. 

"If I press it again, it discontinues the mind control, right?" 

"Or I mean, you could tell her it's over, if you really want to."

I looked over at Hannah, again. She was breathing deeply, her chest rising and falling.

"Hannah you are no longer under mind control." I felt awkward saying those words. She didn't move and didn't say anything. I began to think maybe it didn't work. I was about to look over at Jack, asking him what happened when she opened her mouth.

"Carrie, all you had to do was ask, silly girl."



The Surprise



A lone man sits in a parked car in a quiet suburban neighborhood. The house had been dark for hours and it's shortly after mid-night when he slides out of his car and makes his way quietly through the yard to the back of the house. Finding the patio door unlocked he slides it open a crack and slips in. He stands for a moment absorbing the quiet of the house.

Quietly he makes his way to the stairs and begins to climb them discarding his clothes as he goes. He moves with purpose, like a man processed. Entering the bedroom he finds the lady of the house sleeping in the nude with only a thin shear sheet covering her body. The window is open and a warm summer breeze is softly blowing across the room.

Gently he removes the sheet from her body, admiring her supple form in the thin crack of moonlight that falls across the room. Smiling to himself with the knowledge of what is about to happen he surveys the room. Noticing a tie rack behind the bedroom door he retrieves several silk ties clearly belonging to the husband of the woman lying asleep in front of him.

With small movements as to not wake her, the men slowly and gently spreads the woman's arms and legs out across the bed. Swiftly he begins to tie loose knots binding the woman's wrists and ankles to the solid wooden bed frame. The knots he uses are loose but will tighten when she inevitably starts to struggle. The final tie he firmly pushes into her mouth finally waking her.

At first she is groggy with sleep but as she starts to grasp the situation she's in her eyes bulge in fear. She tries to scream but all that comes out is a muffled sound. Finally she starts to struggle. As she kicks her legs about the knots go taut leaving her little room for movement.

With a laugh he climbs on the bed between her legs and leans forward. Looking down at her in the dark he wraps his hands firmly around her throat. As he does this he forces his hard cock deep into her dry vagina in one thrust causing a shuddering pain to shoot through her body.

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In the dark she cannot make out any details of her attacker. She can only feel his hard cock tearing through her, feel his strong hands tighten around her neck, and finally she feels a moistness begin to grow between her legs.

She feels torn, on one hand she's a married woman who is being ravaged by an intruder, and she should be terrified. On the other hand she's always had a submissive side that dreamed of being tied down and fucked like a slut, a fantasy she shared with her husband who was too timid to try it.

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With a tight grip on her soft neck he begins to savagely thrust in and out of her, hard and fast slamming her back against the bed as his pace quickens. She stops trying to fight him and starts moving in time with him as much as the ties allow her to. Her hips rock back and forth as his cock pulls almost all the way out and then slams back deep inside of her.

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She can't believe it, she catches herself actually start to enjoy the savage fucking she is taking and feels disgusted with herself. What's worse is she secretly hopes that he cums inside of her, filling her womb with his seed. The little voice deep in the recesses of her brain starts hoping that this will get her pregnant.

Despite feeling sore and raw from his rough entrance she can feel her climax building deep inside of her. Her body starts to shudder. She opens her mouth to moan but the sound is trapped by the gag.

***

With one final thrust he drives deep inside of her, his cock spasms and releases his load of thick creamy semen that has been pent up for weeks. Pulling out of her he releases her neck and moves up the bed, leaving a trail of cum across her body.

Straddling her midsection he squeezes her breasts tightly around his softening cock. Pulling his cock through the gap he wipes his cock clean of a mixture of his cum and her juices on her breasts. He collapses on the bed next to her with exhaustion. Before falling asleep he leans over and whispers in her ear "Happy Birthday honey, you always told me to be more aggressive".



The Surprise



I was setting at home last Saturday when I got a call from my nephew Jason around 5 or so. He asked if it was ok for him, his girlfriend Lisa, and her 18-year-old bother Ryan to come over that night. After the last get together at the cottage, I was sure he was up to something. I ask him what he had in mind. He tells me that they have something to announce to us but thought that they should do it in person. I tell him sure that my husband would be home around seven so they should come over around then.

So I decide that I should shower and put on something fun for the night. I love to show off and find myself already getting excited over the thought of what the five of us might do tonight. I first take a nice long shower. I spend some extra time shaving my legs and pussy. Knowing that my pussy was going to get the attention that I like, I wanted it to be as smooth as possible. 

I then pick out my cloths. I first pick out my new bra and panties I got from agent provocateur. I love the bra. It is a shelf bra made out of see through material except for a small spot covering my nipples. My tits just barely sit in the bra. The panties barely cover my pussy and only have a string over my ass. I look at myself in the mirror and try to think of what Ryan and Jason are going to think of me in this. I then add in a black sheer shirt and a short white skirt that has a slit up the back that nearly shows my ass. I add to this a pair of black and white open toe sandals with nice 3 to 4 inch heels.

I first get enough burgers and stuff ready for the grill so that the guys can cook when they get here. The next thing I do is get the bar ready. I wanted to make sure to have plenty of ice and stuff ready for tonight. I also do a few shots of grey goose to get me started early. I have everything done before anyone gets home. 

My husband is the first to get here. When he walks in to the kitchen and sees me, I can tell he likes what he sees. He asks what the occasion is and I let him know his nephew, Lisa, and Ryan are on their way. He tells me he is sure they will love my outfit as much as he does. He then pulls me close and starts to kiss me and fondle my ass. Just as he starts to rub my already wet pussy through my panties, we hear a knocks on the door. So I go a let them in. 

Jason and Ryan look me over and Jason tells me he loves the look. Ryan says I look better than he remembers. I notice that Lisa is wearing some cut up jean shorts and nice tight tank top that shows off her tits. I give them all a hug and give Ryan a nice long kiss. I hoped to embarrass him a little, as I tell them to head into the living room. Ryan runs his hand up my leg and gives my ass a squeeze before he lets our kiss end. I am sure that we have completely corrupted the kid. 

My husband pours us all a drink. I notice that Lisa is only having coke. I ask Jason what the big announcement is. He says lets have dinner first and then we could talk about it. 

The guy's head out to the grill. Lisa and I start working to set the table and put out the salad. As we are working, I ask Lisa what the news is. She looks at me like maybe she should not say anything but tells me that she is pregnant. She tells me that she is 4 to 6 weeks over due and that she took a home test that proved what she was thinking. 

I asked her was she not taking any birth control when we all played around. She asked me not to be mad but that she had quit taking them a few months ago because she and Jason wanted to start a family. She tells me that she made sure not to drink too much at the parties because she wanted to make sure that she only allowed a few guys to cum inside. She did not just want to have anyone's baby. She tells me that she has had the hots for my husband for a long time and that she has always loved her brother and would like to have either of them be the father of her baby.

I ask her if she and Jason are happy with that and she say yes. That they are both happy and are planning to get married in a few months before she starts to show. She then looks at me very seriously and say that she is not sure who the father is. She tells me since our St. Patrick's Day fun and the cottage that the baby could belong to Ryan her brother or my husband. She does not think any of the other guys had came in her. She had it narrowed down to those two. 

She tells me that she and Jason have sex and she might have let some of his cum get in her but normally she pulls him out of her and lets him come on her or sucks him off. That she has been trying to make sure not to let him get her pregnant. She tells me she loves him but has been fantasizing about have someone else kid. She asked me not to tell Jason because he still thinks he is one of the three guys that could be the father.

I then ask if she and Ryan have been doing anything together sense the time at the cottage. She tells me that they have been fucking multiple times a day. Many nights he sleeps in her bed. She tells me he will fuck her until she falls asleep and that most mornings she wakes up with him fucking her. I tell her she had better not ware him out that I love the feel of that young cock sliding in and out of me too. She starts to laugh and tells me he has a continual hard on. That no matter what time of day it is he is always ready to go. 

I tell her that is a lot of news and I am not sure what to think of it. She moves over to me, hugs, and kisses me. Pulling me close and tells me that she hopes I will not be mad. She then starts to run her hands over my ass and up my back. I also start to feel her up. I first rub my hand under her shirt to feel her stomach and ask her if she can feel it yet. She tells me not yet. I move my hands down and start to rub her pussy with both hands over her jean shorts. She reaches up and starts to play with my tits though my shirt and pinch my nipples. 

Then I feel arms wrap around me and start to play with Lisa's tits. I hear Ryan ask if he could join in or was this just a girl thing. I tell him he had better come back later that Lisa and I are still talking. He leave I am sure not happily.

I then unbutton her shorts and pull them down so I can run my hands over her bare pussy. I have a hard time getting my fingers into her pussy so I pull her shorts all the way off and push her onto the counter. Now I have her legs over my shoulder and using my tongue to lick her clit and have both of my hands playing with her tits. She pulls her tank top and bra up so that I can play with her nipples. I keep this up until I can feel her coming. I work my tongue hard on her clit until she is done and I feel her relax. 

I tell her that I think it is great that she is having a baby but it would have been better if she had let us know. That way everyone involved would have had a choice. She looks all put out by this, so I tell her I am sure none of the guys will complain too much. I am sure and if they do I bet she could make it up to them all tonight.

By now, the guys are come back in from the grill. Lisa puts her cloths back on. All the guys complain about not being invited but I tell them to just eat dinner and that Lisa and I would make it up to them later. We all eat and everyone but Lisa has several more drinks. I sit between Ryan and Jason. Each of them takes turns playing with my tits or rubbing my thighs and panty covered pussy. By now my panties are soaked and have mostly have bend pushed into my lips. My husband and Ryan have been doing the same type of things to Lisa throughout dinner.

By the time dinner is over and cleaned up, I know I have had five or six drinks and I am feeling good. We all head into the living room and get ready for Jason and Lisa big announcement. I make sure to set next to Ryan. I somewhat lean over his lap, I have my head on his shoulder and my arm behind his back. I have my feet lying in Jason's lap. I love to tease them both, so I spend time rubbing Ryan's chest and playing with his neck and ears. I use the toe of my shoe to rub Jason's cock through his jeans. Ryan has his hand on my leg rubbing up and down my thigh and Jason has pulled the heel off one of my feet and is rubbing my foot.

Lisa then proceeds to tell everyone about being pregnant and that one of the three guys in the room is the father. Ryan stops rubbing my leg and is asking her if she is serious. She tells him yes and that she and Jason are fine with it and that no matter what Jason plans to raise the kid like it was his own. 

I can tell Ryan is a little freaked out and is not sure what to do. I tell him to relax and pull his face over to mine and start to give him a deep kiss. I can tell this is helping him relax as I feel him sliding his hand up to my pussy and he starts to rub it. I can feel him slide the crotch of my panties into my pussy and feel him playing with my clit trough them.

I lay back and just let Ryan continue to play with me. Lisa is taking the same questions from my husband as I asked. Lisa was telling everyone that she and Jason were fine with her having anyone of their baby's and that no one else would ever know about this. She then tells them about how she made sure none of the other guys at our party came in her. 

My husband then tells her he noticed how she always seemed to be the only girl that was never very drunk. She asked all of us to forgive her for doing what she did and each of us told her that we were sure we could come up with a way for her to make it up to us.

While this is going on, Ryan has moved my panties aside and he is fingering my pussy with his right hand and has started to play with my tits with his left. I am turned on now. I sit up and straddle him. I work open his jeans while he unbuttons my top and pulls my tits out of the small shelf they have been resting in. Once I pull his cock out of his jeans, I lower my pussy down on top of it and start to rock up and down on him. I lock my feet over his knees to give me more support. I am now moving up until just the head of his cock is in my pussy and then sliding hard all the way down to drive his cock in to me. 

Ryan has both of his hands on my tits and pulling and squeezing my nipples. I can feel him coming in me but I do not stop because I am close to coming. I reach down with my right hand and start to rub my own clit while still fucking him. After a few more strokes, I start to come hard and I grab Ryan's head and start to kiss him running my tongue into his mouth as far as I can. 

When I finally finish coming I look around and notice Lisa is sitting backwards on my husband's lap riding his cock and Jason is standing in front of her as she is sucking his cock. Ryan and I both watch as to two of them fuck her. I still have his young cock in my pussy and just keep slowly moving up and down on him to keep him hard. Jason pulls out and I see him shoot cum all over her chest and neck. A little while later I see my husband holding her tight against him as he unloads deep into her.

She gets up and gives my husband a big hug and kiss and asked him if that made up for her little lie. He tells her that it was getting close but he might need something else later on. Before she can move back to her seat I get up, pull her over to Ryan and me, and tell her that I think she owns us a little something. I pull her down into a 69 position with me on the bottom and her on top. She leans down and starts to lick my pussy, which is full of her bothers cum, while I lick her pussy filled with my husband's cum. I hear Ryan telling her to make sure she sucks all of his cum out of my pussy. He then moves up behind her and starts to finger her asshole while I am licking her pussy. He would stick his finger into her pussy to get it wet than slide it into her ass. When he was able to get two fingers into her ass he moved up and slides his cock first into his sisters pussy and then back out. He then slowly worked it up into her asshole and started slowly moving it in and out. 

During this time, Lisa never stopped licking my pussy. I was switching back and forth between Lisa's pussy and licking Ryan's balls and cock. When Ryan cums he pulled out and let his cum squirt onto his sister asshole and pussy. When he was done I lick his cock clean and then lick his and my husband's cum from Lisa pussy and asshole. After we both cum we got back up and joined the boys who have been watch us finish.

I suggest that we need to clean up a little bit and that we should all head out to the hot tube to relax for a while. After grabbing a few more drinks, we all strip and slide into the tub. I sit between Jason and Ryan and Lisa sits between my husband and Ryan. I have Ryan and Jason's cocks in my hands doing my best to bring them back to life. Jason is playing with my tits and Ryan is playing with Lisa's tits. Lisa and my husband are making out and I can tell she is jacking him off. I can feel my husband's toes rubbing my pussy and clit. Then he slides his big toe into pussy and starts to fuck me with it.

I can tell both Ryan and Jason are ready for a little more fun as both of their cocks are rock hard again. I tell Ryan to sit up on the side of the tub, so that I can suck on his cock. With that, I turn around so that my ass and pussy are facing Jason. Jason starts working his tongue around my asshole while rubbing my clit. 

My husband is fucking Lisa from behind. She then lays Ryan down so that she can rub her tits into his face. I can see him sucking and lick first one tit then the other. I then feel Ryan working his cock into my asshole. We both get into a good motion with him sliding his cock all the way into me and then out so just the head of his cock is in my asshole. So looking at us would have Jason fucking my ass, I am sucking on Ryan's cock, Ryan is sucking and playing with Lisa's tits, and my husband is fucking Lisa's pussy from behind.

Ryan is the first to come, I let him fill my mouth, and I just keep sucking his cock and playing with his balls, so that the fun can continue. I then hear Lisa coming and see my husband speed up so that he can come along with her. He holds on to her hips and just lets his cum fill her up. Jason is still pumping into my pussy and Ryan is now playing with my tits while I continue to deep throat him. I am right on the edge of coming but trying my best to make it last. Jason reaches around me and starts to rub my clit and that does it for me. I start coming and Jason has to hold me up to keep me from falling down. I stop sucking on Ryan's cock as I am coming so he grabs my head and start to fuck my face as hard as he can. Jason just keeps pumping me for another 3 or 4 minutes until he cums. I can feel him pushing his cock up my asshole as far as it will go and just lets his cum fill me up. Right after Ryan pulls his cock out and finishes jacking off and cums on my face.

By now, we are all so tried we just sit back and relax. I love the feeling of bliss I get when I have been totally satisfied. I look over at Lisa and tell her it looks like everyone has forgiving her. She leans over, gives me a kiss, and lick he brother cum off my face. When she is done licking the cum off my face, she thanks everyone for not being mad at her.

After everyone leaves, I ask my husband what he thinks about being a father. He first tells me that even though we never wanted to have a kid, he is ok with it. He tells me he likes Lisa and that he thinks she would make a good mom and if he was the father that having it raised by Jason and Lisa would be fine. He thinks they would make good parents. In addition to that, he would have a lot more reasons to have Jason and Lisa visit us in the future.



The Surprise



He had to get there early to beat the crowd. Lucky for him his friend Gary was working that night and let him in a little early. He found a nice little booth in the back in a dark corner, got a beer, and sat and listened to the band's sound check as the crowd that was once outside slowly started to filter in. He checked his phone and there were no messages from Matt, who was supposed to meet him there. He probably flaked out again, and that didn't really bother Les at all. He would enjoy the show, regardless. 

Soon the little club was full of people, and he had to keep telling people he was expecting some friends so they wouldn't try and sit at the small booth with him. Finally, the show started, and people stopped bugging him as they flocked to get closer to the band. Les closed his eyes and enjoyed the music, happy in his corner.

Suddenly, he felt an uncomfortable feeling wash over him, and he opened his eyes and looked around. There. About ten feet away at the back bar was Celeste, looking at him and smiling. As soon as his gaze landed on her, he saw her chuckle a bit and she made her way over to him, drink in hand. Les didn't mind Celeste, and returned her smile as she made her way over. She was wearing a loose but stylish black sweater with dark blue jeans with bulky boots over them. She didn't sit down immediately, and the corner wasn't as insanely loud as the rest of the club might be, so when she started to talk he could hear her just fine.

"If ever I want to find you, I always know to look in the darkest, most secluded corner," she said, smiling down at him. He shrugged up at her, and she waved a hand towards him, dismissingly. "What is the point of going to a live show if you can't even see the band?"

"I don't like them for their looks. I like the way the sound," he answered, chuckling lightly as she rolled her eyes and then started to move closer to the side of the booth he was occupying.

"Scoot, and get ready for a cuddle. Creeper over there," she said while making a face like she smelled something bad, motioned with her head the direction of said creeper. Les glanced up and saw exactly who she was talking about. The guy was trying to look like he wasn't creep, which made him look even creepier. Les scooted over and lifted his arm, allowing Celeste to slide in next to him while he placed his arm protectively over her shoulders.

"You know, if you have become so fond of my cuddles, you just have to ask. You don't have to keep making up this creeper bullshit," he said teasingly. He really didn't mind when she did this, and he had to admit that it actually felt really nice. Celeste had a way about her that made nothing ever seem awkward, or uncomfortable. When they had met a year ago at a mutual friend's party, she had found him sitting alone watching a movie, and sat on the couch with him and started talking about the movie like they had known each other for years.

"Ha!" she exclaimed, while taking a sip of her drink. She shifted her shoulders away just slightly, only so that when she turned to face him her face wouldn't be all up in his. "Wasn't Matt supposed to be here?"

"Supposed to," was all the answer he gave, and it was all she needed. Matt was the mutual friend, and they both knew how flakey he was. She shifted her shoulders back to where they were and relaxed into Les, making him feel some sort of way he couldn't quite explain. Excited, yet at ease at the same time. They sat for a bit, just listening to the music and sipping their drinks. Then he felt her stiffen, and instantly looked around to see what had alarmed her. 

Creeper had moved to a different spot but was staring right at them. He looked away as soon as Les made eye contact with him, but stayed at his perch, able to turn around and look at them whenever he wanted. Less was instantly pissed. Celeste shifted a little and turned and looked at Les. "Kiss me," she said, and Les gave her a puzzled look. "Look, this guy wouldn't leave me alone while I was waiting in line to get in here, and he pissed me off. So, I want to piss him off." She relaxed back into the nook of his arm and placed a hand on the side of his face, gently pulling his face towards hers.

Les was amazed at how unusual this kiss did not feel. Their lips met, and it wasn't lightning, or explosions, but a deep and growing warmth starting to creep up from the pit of him. He placed a hand on the side of her face and turned his head slightly, happy to find her mouth was opening up to his. He eased his tongue into her mouth gently at first, feeling hers slide against his which instantly sparked an insane lust that he didn't even know existed. He groaned into her mouth and deepened the kiss, feeling her head pushing back into the arm it was resting against. 

Les knew he needed to get away from her, now. It had been awhile since he had been with anyone, and she had just sparked something beastly and hungry in him. He didn't know how she was taking this kiss, and he didn't want to say or do anything out of line. He started to lessen the pressure he was pushing onto her lips, and started to pull away slowly. She quickly moved her hand from the side of his face to the back of his neck and pulled him back in, inserting her tongue deep into his mouth and moaning. 

Knowing that she was having the same experience he was made pulling away all the more painful, but Les really didn't feel like sharing this amazing moment with Creeper. He pulled away and looked in Creeper's last known position, only to find it filled by someone else that was singing along with the band. Les turned his gaze back onto Celeste, who was looking dumbfounded and amazed. "Wow," she said, laughing a little and looking back up at Les. "Fucking wow! What was that?" 

Les couldn't help but laugh a little at her. The look of amazement on her face was just priceless, and she was looking at him like she had never seen him before. "Seriously...Les...holy fuck," and she started fanning herself, and he could see in the dim light that her cheeks were slightly flushed. She took a sip of her drink, inspected it for a moment like there may be some foreign substance in it, and then sat it back down. 

She still had a piece of ice in her mouth when she turned to Les, her eyes wide and crazy looking. "Les, we need to have sex!" Les grabbed his jacket and started to scoot himself to the opposite side of the booth. "Where are you going?" Les stood up and started to make his way to the exit, and soon felt Celeste right behind him. The band was loud, and there was no way they could have a conversation until they got outside. They pushed their way through the crowd and rushed out into the cool night air, Les walking quickly and Celeste's boots thumping beside him. 

"What? What did I say?" she asked, and Les halted in midstride. He glared at her, and started walking again. She ran up in front of him and pushed against his chest to stop him. "Ok, ok, look," she started, and when he stood still she took her hands from is chest and crossed her arms. "I know it's been awhile for you. Matt tells me everything. Don't roll your eyes! Ok. So, it's been awhile for me, too. And if sex with you is anything like that kiss, I have to have it. Do you understand me?"

He was looking into her eyes now, and was slightly flattered at how incredibly sincere she looked. She took a step towards him so that they were only inches apart. The top of her head came up right under his nose, and he could smell her. She lifted her head a little and looked in his eyes again, and shrugged a little. "Please?" she asked, and planted a soft, light kiss on his lips. He kissed her back; he couldn't help it, and he felt her smile a little as she kissed him again, this time a little harder. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to him, tilting his head and opening his mouth, letting their tongues slide against each other. He felt that warm, deep pull, and knew he had to get this woman to his apartment soon, before he threw her down on the cement and took her right there. 

She was the one to pull away this time, and grabbed his hand and started to pull him down the street in the direction of his apartment. It wasn't a long walk, and they practically ran up the stairs to his door. She turned her back to the door while he fumbled with his keys while she planted kisses against his neck as he unlocked it. He was pushing against her and nibbling on her neck when he turned the handle, and they exploded into the apartment in a roar of giggles and clumsy footsteps. 

Celeste leaned against the wall and unzipped the sides of both of her boots and pulled them off. As soon as they were off Les was right back on her, pulling up the sides of her sweater to touch her skin. She felt goose bumps break out all over her when he touched her, his hands still a little cold from outside. They broke apart just long enough for her to take off her sweater while he pulled his shirt up and over his head, and then they were back to it. 

Les reached down and undid the button-fly of her jeans, and then flipped her around so that the front of her was pressed up against the wall. She gasped as he pressed up against her, feeling his hardness press into her ass as he kissed her neck and ran his teeth along her shoulders. He started to tug at her jeans, and moved away from her just long enough to pull them off of her. He threw them to the side, and then started to kiss her back, moving his way down to her ass cheeks.

Celeste gasped into the wall, and spread her legs slightly as he took ahold of her underwear and pulled them off. He smacked her on the ass, making her jump a little, and then pulled her hips towards him so that she had to back up a little. He pushed on her back, making her bend forward against the wall, and then he started to slowly slide is fingers up and down the lips of her pussy from the back. She moaned softly and jerked against the wall when he passed over her clit, and he let out a little grown. He rubbed her clit again, and took a handful of ass cheek when she shuttered again.

His hand still on her pussy, he positioned himself beside her. She turned her head towards him, and he kissed her softly and deeply as he rubbed her clit slowly, in circular motions. He pushed his tongue inside her mouth while he slowly buried two fingers deep inside of her pussy, and she moaned into his mouth. He broke away from the kiss so he could see her face as he pulled them out and slid them back in, slowly. She could feel herself clenching his fingers while they were inside of her, squeezing them tightly and not wanting them to leave. 

He did this, over and over, making her spasm and gasp into the wall. She was wet; so wet, and Les was having a hard time of not burying himself in her and fucking her until he was spent and she was broken. He could feel her tighten against his fingers, and he pulled them out, wanting to prolong this as much as he could. 

He turned her and pushed her against the wall and then knelt before her. She looked down at him in amazement as he scooted forward and buried his face in her pussy. Her hands went to the back of his head to pull him closer as he licked her folds, suckled her clit, and brought her to orgasm. She shattered against him, her legs starting to give out as she slid down the wall, her moans echoing off the walls of the small apartment. 

He kept licking her, slowly, lapping up all the juices that were flowing out of her. After the last shudder went through her body, she started to feel the build growing inside of her again, and Les pulled away, and huge smile on his face. She started to try and stand up, and had to take Les' hand in order to do so. As he pulled her up, she jumped him, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him deeply, tasting herself on his lips. Her attack was unexpected and Les was pushed back against the wall on the other side of the corridor. It was her turn to undo his pants, and she let them fall the floor, reaching down to stroke him through his boxers. 

She gasped as she took hold of him, and moved away from him to look down. As she pulled off his boxers she knelt before him, looking up at him with baffled smile on her face. He looked down at her as she turned her attention to his cock. She started out by stroking it, kissing the underpart of his shaft, and licking her way to the head. She looked up at him again as she opened her mouth wide, slowly taking him into her mouth. He groaned at the feeling of her tongue against him, and jerked forward unexpectedly as the sensation flowed through him. She sucked lightly and then moved her head forward and back, always trying to take more of him into her mouth and stroking with her hand what she couldn't. 

He had to stop her. He pushed her away and put his hands under her arms to pull her up. He took her by the arm and practically dragged her to the bedroom, where he threw her onto the bed. She lay there before him in nothing but a bra, and that bra was starting to piss him off. She must have known because she reached behind her and undid the clasps. She pulled it off and threw it at him, and he swatted at it, making it hit the floor beside him. 

She spread her legs wide as he crawled on top of her, placing the head of his dick at her opening as he leaned down to kiss her. He kissed her hard and deep, and then started to ease himself inside of her. He broke the kiss to look down at her as he thrust his hips forward, her mouth opening wide and her back arching towards him. He pushed himself all the way in and then pulled out, wanting to hear her ask for it before he went back in. "Please," she gasped, sliding her hands down his back until she had ahold of his ass, pulling him towards her. 

He thrust forward again, hard, making her cry out. He moved himself in and out, her moans bouncing around in his mind, making him push harder and faster. Her hands had moved to his back and her fingernails were digging into him, making him growl and pound into her harder. She was pushing up against every thrust, taking him as deep as she could. He was getting close to coming, and right at that realization he felt her tighten around him. "Oh fuck...oh fuck..." she was chanting, and then she was vibrating under him. The feeling of her tightening around him was all he needed, and he thrust one last time and unloaded inside of her. 

They were both gasping for air, and he rolled off of the top of her, not wanting to crush her. What felt like an eternity later, he felt her lightly tap his chest. "See. Told ya."



The Surprise



"Follow me," she said with a sexy smile. "I have a surprise for you."

"Oh yeah? Now that sounds interesting," I replied, grinning. Watching her tight little ass bounce lightly in front of me widened my grin to a smile as I followed her first up the stairs, then down the hallway to the bedroom. I could already feel the first stirrings in my cock as my curious mind wondered what she had in store.

Once inside she turned around, her chestnut hair settling on her shoulders. She was stunning on any given day, but I always thought she looked best when she was really horny and in need of a good hard fuck. Maybe the excitement and anticipation brought out the flecks of green in her hazel eyes, or added just the right amount of flush to her already modelesque face. Or maybe it had nothing to do with the look at all, but a change in her mood, in the way she carried herself. I don't know, but whatever it was it never failed to get me going.

She stood in front of me, lightly running her hands across my shoulders and down my arms. She took my hands and brought them to her voluptuous tits, my hands cupping in reflex action as my thumbs began to circle her nipples through the fabric of the shirt and bra.

While I was busy with that she began to unbutton my shirt, taking her time and slowly separating each button from its corresponding slot. Then she moved on to my jeans, first unbuckling the belt then opening that button too. Her hand followed the zipper down, sneaking inside to run her fingers along my rapidly hardening cock from outside my boxers. I could feel her breathing start to quicken and her nipples harden as she felt my excitement increasing.

I moaned as her hand left my pants and she placed my arms back at my sides. "Can't have you getting too excited yet, we have a long way to go," she giggled, continuing to undress me.

My shirt fell easily to the floor, followed by my t-shirt. She ran her hands over my chest and shoulders again before dropping to her knees and adding my jeans to the pile of clothes.

"Mmmmmm," she purred, looking at the bulge in my boxers, then up at me from her vantage point below. She had a decidedly devious look on her face, and again I wondered excitedly what she was planning.

"OK, now your turn," she said, "but no touching below the waist until I say."

"Anything you want," I said with a chuckle. It's not uncommon for her to be a little aggressive at times, but she's far from dominant. I usually just humor her until she moves past it. This was definitely an odd request for her though.

Regardless, I happily obliged. She knows I love undressing her, so I figured she was just teasing me in an effort to get me ramped up more than normal. It was working of course, shown by the growing wet spot on my boxes. She had obviously caught on that I enjoy the teasing too.

I started with a long lusty kiss, our tongues entwining and chasing each other as our lips played together. We parted and I moved on to her neck while the pile of clothes collected her blouse. I took my time tracing the line down one side and up the other, lightly kissing and running my lips and tongue across the skin. "Ooohhh," she moaned again. Rewarded, I moved my hands to her back and unclasped her bra.

Holding it in place, I moved down her front. My tongue slid through her cleavage, the heavy globes of her breasts dragging across my cheeks as I went. I continued down and across the bottom of the lacy fringe, looking up occasionally to see her smiling in giddy satisfaction. I removed the bra and reversed direction.

This time my mouth trailed up from the underside of her breast to meet the nipple. Simultaneously circling it with my tongue and sucking with my lips brought goose bumps to her flesh and she let her head fall back with a groan. 

Repeating this action on her other tit brought a louder groan as my hands began to make their way to her shorts. Dropping to my knees, I managed to remove them and get my fingers just inside the waist of her panties before she stopped my hands short of their target.

"Uh-uh," she grinned, "remember my rule."

"Oh, right," I chuckled, a little disappointed.

I could smell her sex from where I knelt, and realized we'd just reversed positions from a few minutes earlier. Looking forward I couldn't help but also give the same "Mmmmm" moan she had. There was already the start of a wet spot in her panties and my mouth watered at the thought of tasting her.

"Now I want you to lie on your back on the bed," she ordered. Again with the commands. She was in rare form tonight for sure.

I crawled onto the bed, reclining comfortably. She climbed in from the foot of the bed far enough to hook the waist of my boxers with her fingers, then slid back off the bed. As she pulled them down, my still hard cock made a slapping sound as it was freed from its bondage and flopped back against my stomach. She licked her lips at the sight and returned to the bed between my legs.

"Oh, so that's my surprise?" I asked.

"Not even close," she chuckled, and proceeded to start teasing my balls with her tongue.

"Huh?" I mumbled, confused but not really caring much as her lips made their way up the shaft to the head, engulfing it. My eyes rolled back and now I was the one with my head back moaning deeply as she swirled her tongue around the head and stroked the shaft with her hand.

She alternated between rolling her tongue around and under my balls, and sliding it up the shaft. Her lips tickling against the sensitive skin sent sparks through my body and my vision quickly blurred in a wash of ecstasy. I could feel my cum starting to boil inside me as each pass forced out a stream of pre-cum that she moaned at and hungrily slurped up before starting again.

Just when I thought I'd blow my load for sure she stopped, squeezing my cock below the head to bring my excitement level down. I groaned again in disappointment.

"Don't worry, I won't leave you on simmer too much longer," she winked, rolling over to the other side of the bed.

Lying on her back with her legs bent so her pussy was facing me, she pulled her legs up to give me a better view. She was normally super wet during sex so it wasn't uncommon for her to soak her panties before I had a chance to get them off.

Even for her this was extreme though. The fabric was so wet it had become nearly transparent. I could see the outline of her already engorged pussy and the shadowy hint of her hard clit beneath.

She made a show of slowly removing her panties. The silky fabric slid down over her ass, sticking to her pussy as she pulled them down her thighs. Little strings of her cum trailed behind, stretching out until they separated from her panties to fall across the smooth skin of her inner thighs and the little patch of hair she left unshaven atop her mound. The rest of her bare pussy shimmered in the light, slick with her juices and a deep pink from her excitement. Now I really wanted desperately to dive in and taste her.

"You like that, huh?" she said, noticing my slack-jawed stare.

"Oh yeah," I replied, already moving toward her.

She stopped me mid-motion and pushed me back. Tossing her panties atop the now completed clothes pile she reached under the covers for her vibrator ("How had I not noticed that was hiding there?!" I wondered). Throwing a leg over my chest, she straddled my face, careful to stay far enough away that I couldn't reach her with my mouth.

"Now don't forget, no touching until I say." She winked again at me as she started working the little pocket rocket vibe around her clit. I was entranced by the view as her lips parted and closed around it and her moaning took on a deeper, more urgent tone. 

As her playing continued the wet spot at the entrance to her pussy began to grow, ebbing forward closer and closer to the edge as a droplet began to form. I was fixated on the drop, willing it to fall. It took all my willpower not to give in to my overwhelming urge to pull her down to me so I could have it.

I didn't have long to wait. The drop grew too large to be contained and fell, the reward for my patience landing on my tongue and filling me with excitement. The taste was indescribably erotic, and I wanted more, much more. Thankfully the first drop was not the last, and another quickly followed.

Through the haze of my excitement I noticed her moaning was getting louder and increasing with the pace of her now audible breathing. Her chest was heaving and I could tell she was nearing what was sure to me a momentous climax. Another droplet found my tongue and I felt her thighs begin to quiver.

"OK, now go!" she groaned.

I didn't need a second offer. I dove in tongue first, scooping out her cum as she peaked. Her pussy spasmed against me, the lips sucking against mine as the pulses of her orgasm crashed over her. She moved the vibe frantically back and forth across her clit, her body thrashing and bucking against my face as she rode out wave after wave of pleasure.

I slid my tongue down from her pussy to the crease of her ass, lightly gliding across the rippled skin on one side of her asshole, the back up the other. I know she loves how it feels and I've used it before to push her back over the top after a big orgasm. This time was no different.

With a moan of renewed excitement she leaned further back to give me better access and groaned as my tongue drove her over the top a second time. She thrust her hips forward and backward, grinding her pussy against my mouth and riding my tongue from stem to stern. Crying out in passion as her orgasm bloomed and peaked, it was all I could do to hold her in place as she quickly lost control and slumped to her side.

I continued lightly running my tongue around her sex as her furious vibe pace slowed. Her heavy breathing reached a more relaxing level and she smiled at me from her new position.

"Oh my god," was all she could manage.

"My thoughts exactly. That was quite a surprise," I smiled, and returned her wink from earlier.

She giggled and that devious smile returned again. "Nope." Apparently that wasn't it either.

"Now I want you to fuck me."

"I thought you'd never ask," I joked, and moved from between her legs.

In all the excitement my cock had created a pretty sizeable pool of pre-cum on my stomach, and as I was about to roll over she caught site of it.

"Mmmmmm, allow me," she said with a lick of her lips. Rolling over and reversing herself, she made quick work of the excess. She used her hand to tease and lightly pump my half hard cock while she licked and sucked up the mess.

When that was gone she moved on to my cock, forcing it into her mouth as far as she could. The tightness of her throat made me groan loudly, and I could feel myself returning to full hardness in the warmth and wetness of her throat.

She pulled back to catch a breath, then slowly moved her head forward again until her nose was on my stomach. I put my hands around her head and moved her up and down, forcing my cock as far down her throat as I could, then releasing her to breathe before starting again.

I could hear her moaning, loving my control of her in such a vulnerable situation. It turns her on immensely to be at my mercy like this and still know she can trust me explicitly not to hurt or exploit her. I could already tell it was working by the hardening of her nipples and the way she was circling her hips to create friction between her legs. I decided it was time to give her what she had asked for.

I started by moving off the bed and pulling her toward me to the edge. One quick twist of her body and her legs were on the floor. She was perfectly positioned bent over in front of me with her top half face down on the bed.

My cock slid easily inside her, our simultaneous groan announcing both her wetness and my hardness as I began to fuck her. I moved slowly at first, not necessary thanks to all our foreplay but intensely pleasurable for us both.

After a short time of enjoyment my need deepened and I began to drive into her in earnest, her shapely ass slapping against me as my thrusts became more insistent. I grabbed both her hips just below the hourglass curve of her torso and used the leverage to pound my cock as deep as it would go. Her hands digging into the bedsheets signaled her approval as I increased the pace.

Knowing this much action would put me over the edge way too soon, I pulled out and flipped her over. With her back on the bed, I could put her legs on my shoulders and plow her easily.

Her hands met my shoulders as my thumb met her clit. As I watched my cock disappear and reappear with each thrust I felt her nails dig in as another orgasm barreled through her. It was all I could do not to follow her as I squeezed back my own rising tide an enjoyed watching her thrash around on my tool until her orgasm faded.

My cock and balls were now both covered in her cum as I slid it out and pushed her back to the middle of the bed. I love having her ride me to orgasm, and as close as I was would have normally gone to that at this point. However this time for some unknown reason I had a need to fuck her from the top, so instead I moved above her and immediately returned to pummeling her now sopping pussy.

I was driving into her hard now, her tits bouncing from the impact. My cock filled her to the brim, making smacking slurping noises from the action. The sight was pure heaven for me, her incredible body below me and her angelic face contorted in pleasure.

The room was awash in the smell of our sex and the sounds of our moans. I knew I couldn't hold out much longer. Her grinding intensified and her head arched back as yet another orgasm flooded through her. The sight of her convulsing in ecstasy was all I could take.

I could feel my balls tightening and my orgasm building. A quick 'Ohhh' was all I could manage for a warning before my orgasm followed hers. As the wave crashed over me I fired my first barrage into her still clenching pussy. Its warm and slippery arrival brought her back to reality. When a second stream followed she pushed me back, grabbing my cock in her hand and pumping the next two blasts against her clit. I watched in orgasmic bliss as they ran down her pussy, coating the lips.

She continued drawing out every last drop I had against her sex, rubbing the head of my cock around her pussy and slipping it into and out of her hole as my climax began to fade. Surprisingly, she didn't stop there though. Apparently she was trying for one last peak of her own.

My softening cock made for the perfect tool as she worked our mixture of cum around her coated pussy. She was pumping me and working herself against me with so much fervor that I couldn't help getting aroused again. As she felt my cock hardening her excitement also built, and it wasn't long before we were both breathing hard together again.

Shocking even myself, I felt my second load steaming its way forward and rode the excitement as she worked herself up to the edge with my cock. When her orgasm arrived I was right there with her, and she again pumped my cum onto her pussy.

This time some of it landed against the back of her fingers as she rubbed her clit with her other hand to propel her orgasm onward. It slid down her fingers to her pussy, pooling at the entrance to her hole with our previous loads.

While our climaxes faded she continued to work my cock around like before, scooping our cum out with it and smearing the mess around while moaning in pleasure. It was a long time before either of us could speak.

"Wow! Now that was amazing!" I finally managed to say.

"Surprise!" she said.



The Surprise



She heard him come in, so when he came up behind her, it didn't startle her. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her neck and earlobes and his hands squeezed her gently. He let his fingers roam up her torso and he slowly unbuttoned her shirt and let his hands slip beneath feeling the skin of her warm breast. She bent her neck to give him better access to one of her most vulnerable places and he took full advantage, letting his tongue graze the tiny hairs on the nape of her neck. She got shivers and moaned softly. 

His hands went back to unbuttoning her shirt and his fingers traced her belly button as he opened the shirt exposing her body to the cool air of the large empty room. He kissed her shoulders as his hands slid gracefully up her sides to the middle of her back where her bra was hooked, enslaving her heaving breasts so cruelly. He unhooked the bra and slid the straps over her shoulders, freeing the breasts from the bra but enslaving them anew with his hands, kneading them, squeezing them, cupping them as his fingers lightly pinched her erect nipples.

One of his hands slipped away and headed for her pants. He expertly undid her belt with one hand and then unhooked the pants, then the button within. He then lowered the zipper and gently pushed the pants to the floor. She took the hand he had left to caress her bosom and held it in hers, she kissed his knuckles. Her other hand reached around to fondle his hard erection through his pants.

He continued his kissing of her neck and shoulders but pulled his hand from hers and with both of his hands, slipped her panties down to the floor, exposing her already wet mound to the chilled air. He then let his hands glide back up and he rubbed the tops of her thighs, never stopping his oral lovemaking of her neck and shoulders.

She slowly turned toward him and stepped back a bit indicating that is was his turn to undress. She undid two buttons of his shirt and then slowly knelt in front of him undoing his pants and sliding them down. Now it was HIS turn to feel freedom as his erection sprang forth as his briefs were lowered. She took him in her mouth and with now, Herculean effort, he managed to undo the rest of his buttons and remove his shirt.

He raised her up and then guided her to the couch where he laid her down, spreading her legs. He entered her as deeply as he could and she gasped as he did. He closed his eyes at first, lost in the ecstasy of the moment but then felt compelled to look down upon her. Their eyes met as the rhythmic lovemaking began in earnest. They were in perfect harmony, their hips bumping together, grinding like some erotic symphony punctuated by their moans, groans and gasps for air. The sweat built on them and dripped off as the passion became more intense.

His member thrust in and retreated with ease helped along by her natural lubricants. She was SO wet that he could HEAR each thrust and withdrawal he made. She took him in, her muscles squeezing his shaft as a hand would milk a teat. The grunting became guttural as climax approached for each of them, then suddenly he felt his body tighten and he released his semen into her, his thrusts becoming more for HIS satisfaction now as he pumped out every drop. Yet he continued. She was NOT satisfied yet. 

He pumped for all he was worth and listened to her for hints of orgasm. He would NOT let her up until she had cum, and she kept him there willingly.

His penetrations became faster as if he was racing against a clock, almost expecting the friction to cause a fire, but there already was a fire, a fire of passion and sensuality that burned hot despite the wetness within her vagina. She reached down, loving his efforts and enjoying every feel of his hard cock rubbing her inner walls, yet losing some patience, wanting to climax as fully as he had. She began to rub her clitoris, a mere 1/4 inch from where his shaft was busily working overtime. She rubbed. He pumped. She wrapped her legs around his hips and could slowly feel her own orgasm working its way through her system, feeling it's way to its outlet as if a desperate soul in a burning building trying to find an exit.

It hit her full force and she groaned loudly as every muscle in her body tensed and she pulled at his arm with her free hand. She came two, three, four times, almost as if she had never cum before.

Then they collapsed together, drained of their juices and energy. They kissed gently and embraced, covered in saliva, sweat and cum, feeling their bodies, soiled by their lovemaking, squeezing tightly against each other. They felt so good against each other, yet, they knew they had to get up and get dressed. There was still lots to do before the night was over. One thing they agreed on was, no matter what else happened that night, nothing could top the last hour they had spent together.



The Surprise



Author's note: This is my first submission. I understand it might be a little rough since 1) I'm waaay out of practice and 2) This was typed on my phone, and aside from basic spelling and grammar checks, I've only had a chance to proof read it once. Constructive criticism would be appreciated. Also, this is a CUCKOLDING/HOTWIFE story, so move along if you don't like the subject. This did not actually happen, just a thought born from the shower. Enjoy!

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"Hey babe? Can I borrow the car Monday night?" my fiancé asked from the other room.

"No. Why?" 

"Rebecca and some of her friends are going to Providence and I was invited. We'll be taking her car, but I'll need it to get there and back."

"Oh. Well ok then. What are you all going to be doing?"

She smiles and sighs, "I have no idea. Maybe bar hop? But it's a good chance to meet new friends, and I really need to unwind from finals week. You sure it's ok?"

"Yeah babe I can get a ride. No biggie, just be safe and take the baton with you." We have a steel, expandable baton that is hung by the front door, and sometimes we take it with us on long road trips or to new places for peace of mind.

"Thanks babe!" she smiles and kisses me goodbye as I head off to work...

*Two years before.

After discovering and accepting my interest in the cuckold lifestyle, I had worked up the courage to tell her my fantasies. She accepted it, but it never really went any farther than small talk few and far between.

Eventually, I realized that it would be more fun and even hotter, if she kept it secret. That was of course assuming it would ever happen. She is super faithful and we don't have secrets really. But how hot would that be if she did? I knew was messed up, but what part of any of my fantasies are right? So I waited till the next time the subject was brought up again to tell her.

When that time came, I explained my new fantasy to her: "Soooo, if you ever DID want to try someone else, you should totally keep it secret!"

She stares at me confused. "Huh?" she says.

"We'll. I mean. Tell me, but afterwards. When it's all said and done. Just make something up like you're going to the store, or a friend's house or something. I'm giving you permission to lie to me and cheat on me...as long as you tell me afterwards." 

She grabs my cock which is hard at this point and says, "Wow you're hard? Jeez you are so weird. You really want that? I thought I had to ask permission first?"

"Yes I'm hard! I'm serious! And nooo. I said you don't have to ask, just inform me before anything happens. I'm changing that." 

She rolls her eyes. Lets go of me and says, "Okay. IF it happens. I don't know if I could keep it secret. I don't want to hurt you. I love you and your mine."

I laugh as I brush off her response. "I know you do. And I love you! But I'll be ok. I want it."

I smile devilishly, "and if you really loved me, you'd find a way when you're ready..."

*2 years and 2 days later on Monday night.

"You ready yet? Come on come on come on! They're waiting on me!"

"Ya ya ya I'm making my lunch. Be patient dammit!" I peek around the corner and stick my tongue out at her.

She pretends shock and says, "You better be nice to me or I'm making your happy ass walk!" 

I gather my stuff and head for the door.

Leaving for work 3 hours early is a shame, but such is the pity of not having a ride to work. Luckily I have stuff to take care of.

Tuesday morning and I walk into my empty house. It has a sobering effect, full of pros and cons. I get to do what I want and get the whole bed to myself, as lonely as it has become. I hadn't texted her all that night because I didn't want to interrupt her night out. She needed the break and I wanted her to enjoy it as much as possible. So before I went to bed late that morning, I messaged her. Told her I hoped she had fun and was safe and that I'll see her tonight.

The house is dark when I hear it. The deadbolt flip and the door slowly open. As I quietly slide out of bed, I notice it's nearly 7pm. holy smokes what was a long day! I make my way to the banister and look down stairs to see her quietly closing the door. 

"HEY! Wrong house!" I bellow at her making her jump.

"God you dick! Don't do that!" I smile evilly as she makes her way upstairs. 

"I need you. Now. But I need you to do something for me."

"Oh? Whatever could it be?" 

"We still have that restraint system? And your cock cage?"

With a perplexing look, "Why, yes we do. Why do you ask?"

"Good. Put it on and set it up. Strap in, and I'll be there in a minute." she replies from the bath room.

"Are you going to tell me about your night at all? You've been gone an awful long time. I take it you had fun?" I yell while putting on my chastity device I bought a while back. After getting it on and locked, I set up the restraint system I got online some time ago. Soft leather and fur cuffs connected in the shape of a capital I, which come up from under the bed to secure wrists and ankles. (Great piece of equipment. I recommend it.)

She laughs and assures me that she had fun and will tell me all about it. So I strap myself I save one hand and wait for her to do it. She walks in with only panties and bra and smiles. She looks at my cage with my cock straining against it.

Laughing she asks "Comfortable?" and straps me in and plays with my exposed balls.

"Not really" I tell her. 

She smiles and says, "Good. Too bad I need your mouth, otherwise, the cock-gag would look reeeeal good on you right now." she stands over my head and says, "you're about to get your wish."

And before I can reply, she plants herself right on my face and tells me to eat it and clean her up. Reluctantly I start to lick (I'm not much into cunnigulus).

She starts moaning and riding my face. Suddenly she asks me, "Taste like anything?" and she looks down at me and smiles. I look back puzzled but she doesn't let me respond.

"I wasn't REALLY in Providence. I wasn't even with Rebecca. Or any girl for that matter." she sees it dawn on me and gets close to my ear. "I was getting FUCKED by another man. I lost count how many times. I did things I've never done with you. And I loved it. KEEP CLEANING!" 

I hastily continue to clean out her pussy as she describes her night with a man she met online. How big his cock was, the things he did, where they did it and everything. "Be was so big babe! Remember how I felt down there after Jack? Well, I'm sure you can tell, but he stretched me good. I felt so full and it was amazing."

She turns around and proceeds to play with my groin as I continue licking.

She continues, "I carried him around with me as long as possible, and especially so when he fucked my ass. Can you see it? How stretched it is? Aahhh it was amazing."

She pulls on my groin and fingers my butthole and tells me that she told him about me and my fantasies. "He knows everything now. I think we'll keep this little cage on for a little while. You know he wants to meet you?"

I stop eating for a second to respond timidly, "...he does? Why?"

"Oh, he probably just wants to meet the man whose wife he's fucking hahaha" she laughs quietly. "This is going to be fun! Hey remember that fantasy I had...?"



The Surprise



My wife left me a few weeks after my fortieth birthday. She ran off with a coworker, leaving me with our condo in the city. Getting dumped was a wake up call for me. I joined a gym and began working out and eating healthier. I was never fat or anything, but I got really lean and cut and began to feel confident in myself.

My friends looked out for me, inviting me out to dinner and fixing me up with friends. Maybe I wasn't ready to date yet, because there really wasn't any spark with any of the women they were introducing to me. I wondered if there was something wrong with me - the women were beautiful, smart and had nice personalities, but somehow the sizzle was missing.

Returning home one night, I wasn't ready to go back to my empty condo. I stopped at a bar on the way home - it was a narrow building - the bar was literally just a row of stools with a single, unisex bathroom at the end of the bar. The bar was pretty empty and an attractive Asian woman came over and took my order. "Drinking alone?' she asked me - and her smile seemed infused with knowledge about my situation.

"Yeah, I'm pretty pathetic," I laughed. I had promised myself I would open up to people whenever I could. "My wife dumped me a few months back and things are actually pretty good, but I just don't feel like going back to an empty condo just yet."

"Oh," she said, startled. "Well, for what it's worth," she told me, "You're an attractive guy - unless you have some kind of major personality problem, you should land on your feet pretty well."

"Thanks, I told her, and she took my order.

I had a few more drinks and she seemed to flirt with me. After my third drink, she asked me if I was finally ready to face my empty condo.

"I don't think so," I told her, "but I really don't feel like another drink. Maybe I'll just walk around for awhile."

"I get off work in less than a half hour," she offered to me. "I'll walk with you if you want some company."

I readily agreed and ordered a fourth drink. I was a lightweight and the fourth drink had me feeling a bit unsteady. 

The bartender came around the bar and I put on my coat. We exited the bar together and she turned to me, offering her hand. "My name's Lily," she told me.

"John," I offered, shaking her hand. Her fingers were warm and slender and even though I had politely hugged and kissed my other dates, the touch of her hand filled me with a kind of electricity.

"Is it possible," I thought to myself, "that my soul and body aren't completely dead?"

We walked around the city, taking in the graffiti and street art. Lily wrapped her arm around mine and walked closely with me and it felt good to have female companionship. I learned that she lived four train stops away and that her parents and siblings were still living on the west coast.

"Um, do you want to come up to my place for a while?" I asked.

"I don't know," Lily reluctantly told me, drawing out the words slowly. "You look like you need some sleep." Then, impulsively, she grabbed my arm and laughed. "What the hell!"

We walked up to my condo, on the second floor and I put on some music. I was about to turn the lights on, but Lily pushed my hand away. "Don't," she told me and then she kissed me soulfully on the lips.

We kissed passionately and I felt myself becoming inflamed with lust - a feeling I'd not had for many months. I held her closely to me, my hands running over her body. Her ass was tight and athletic and it felt great to feel her breasts pressing against me.

"Let's get more comfortable," Lily told me. She stepped out of her shoes and removed her blouse, revealing small, firm breasts. She left on her skirt but removed my shirt. She stood back admiring my body and then she undid my pants and dropped them to the floor. Before I knew it, she had my underwear down around my ankles and she had my semi-rigid cock in her mouth.

Her mouth was warm and her tongue moved quickly around my shaft. Surprised by the speed of her seduction, I placed my hands gently on her shoulders as she lathered and milked my cock.

"Sit down," Lily instructed me, pushing me back onto the couch. I fell back onto the couch and she resumed her attention, gliding up and down my cock.

"I can't take much more," I released. Rather than stop or slow down, she increased the pace of her blowjob and I groaned as several months of sperm flooded her mouth. Lily continued to suck on my cock and when she rose up, she was wiping a small trail of cum from her lips and chin.

"Oh God, I think I needed that," I told her. "Now it's your turn."

"I'd love to have you do that," Lily told me, "but it's not really a great time for that, if you know what I mean." I assumed she meant her period and I nodded. "I'll tell you what, let's just cuddle in the bed together - I'm going to have to go pretty soon, anyway," she told me.

We lay in bed together. "It was very special for me to do that for you," Lily told me, burrowing her head into my chest.

"That was really nice," I told her. I must have then dozed off because I awoke the next morning and Lily was gone. I went into the bathroom and she had scrawled her phone number in lipstick on the bathroom mirror.

We spoke on the phone several times but were unable to arrange a time to get together for several weeks. I had to travel and then Lily went back home to visit her family. Finally she was available to meet again. We made a date for dinner and she stopped by my condo to see me. She looked wonderful in a tight red dress that seemed to match her lipstick and nails. We had a great time at dinner, sharing our background with one another and laughing about the corrupt politics in our town. We headed back to my condo but Lily paused before entering with me.

"Before we go much further, there's something I need to tell you," Lily said. "Well, I can tell you inside, anyway."

My mind was racing as we walked up the stairs. Maybe she had a sexually transmitted disease? We got to the top of the stairs and then sat on the couch together. She held my hand and turned to me.

"What if I told you I could please you in all kinds of ways sexually, even though I didn't have a normal vagina," she asked me.

"I don't understand," I told her. "What are you telling me?"

"I can't have vaginal sex with you," she told me. "I can't have children and you can't go down on me like you would other women. But I can still please you - I can please you with my mouth and my ass."

I didn't know what to say. I didn't really understand what she was telling me. "What do you mean that you don't have a normal vagina?" I asked her.

Tears began to roll out of her eyes. "I don't really want to talk about it and I don't want to show you right now - maybe some day."

"Okay," I told her. "I don't know what to say. I mean, we're still getting to know each other and I don't really know what to make of this."

"You don't have to decide anything yet," Lily told me. "Before we went for that walk, I had pretty much decided I might not ever have a relationship. But you seemed so sweet, like you might be understanding."

"I want to understand," I told her. She smiled and kissed me and before I knew it, we were in bed together. As before, she provided me with an expert blowjob, but just as she was building up to a crescendo, she stopped.

"I want you to fuck my ass," she told me. "Do you have any lotion?"

I retrieved some lotion from the bed while Lily dimmed the lights. When I returned, Lily took a bit of lotion in her hand and lathered my cock with it. She then lay on her stomach and pulled her panties down just below her ass cheeks.

"Now," she told me, "Fuck me in the ass." I had never had anal sex before. I positioned my lubricated cock at her small asshole and gently pressed against her. Gradually, my cock inserted into her ass.

"Does this feel okay?" I asked? 

"Yes," she told me. "You can go deeper."

I pressed further so that half of my cock was inside her and then I began to gently thrust in and out of her. Lily began to moan and I wondered if she could truly feel pleasure from this - was it possible she could orgasm from anal sex alone?

"Deeper," she moaned, and I began to plunge my cock fully into her ass. Her ass felt full and soft as I pounded against her. It wasn't long before her tight ass brought me to climax. It was one of the strongest climaxes I had ever felt and with it, I felt a surge of affection for Lily.

Lily pulled her panties back up and put her arms around me. We lay in bed silently and once again, I drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, Lily was still with me. We sat up in bed and talked. "You've pleased me so much. How do I please you?" I asked Lily.

She stared into the blanket. "This is all very wonderful for me," she stammered. "Maybe some day," she drifted off.

"What is it?" I asked her.

"Nothing," she told me, and she became very quiet.

Thereafter, our relationship blossomed in some respects, but our physical life was pretty limited - Lilly gave me head and I fucked her ass. As much as I enjoyed her ass and mouth, I wondered if there was anything I could do to please Lily. I had fallen in love with her and wanted her to feel the same pleasure I felt. But she continued her mysterious ways. One night I confronted her and asked to see her vagina. "I can't show it to you," she told me. "I don't have one - at least not one that you would recognize as a vagina." I guess I should have known then that something was wrong, but I didn't push things further.

I gradually accepted that I couldn't please Lily and we made the decision to move in together. We had some minor stresses at first sorting out the household chores and figuring out where things went, but we really got along well. Lilly met my parents and charmed them, as I knew she would. We seemed to be headed toward marriage.

One night, after Lily had satisfied me orally, I woke up to an empty bed. For some reason I had a feeling of unease and I got up, looking for Lilly. I heard a noise in the downstairs bathroom, so I quietly walked down the stairs. I guess subconsciously I wanted to sneak up on her. I could see a faint light in the bathroom and I could hear Lily groaning lightly - the same noise she made when I fucked her ass. I crept up to the door quietly and peered in - what I saw shocked me. Lily had her panties down around her knees and was stroking a large, eight inch cock - and it was her own cock.

I was stunned and watched in silence as Lilly continued to jack off, her eyes rolling toward the ceiling. I knew I had to make a choice - did I want to fully accept and love Lilly - could I love a woman with a penis? My love for Lily welled up in me and I knew what I had to do. I pushed open the door and before Lily could fully react, I kneeled before her and took her cock into my mouth. Surprised, she began to step back but I grasped her plump, smooth buttocks and pulled her close to me. She dropped her hands to her side, then placed them gently on my shoulders. Taking as much of her cock into my mouth as possible, I rhythmically pulled her toward me. I fought back a gag reflex as Lily's cock hit the back of my throat. 

"You love me so much," Lily told me as she began to rhythmically thrust her hips, driving the full eight inches of her cock into my throat.

"I love you," I mumbled, as her cock penetrated my mouth. I did my best to lather her shaft with my tongue.

"Oh, God!" Lily cried out, and her cock erupted inside my mouth. I had never tasted cum, let alone sucked or even held another's cock. I did my best not to choke on her semen as it flooded my mouth. Grasping her buttocks, I pulled her tightly to me and swallowed her cum as best I could.

Lily began to cry - tears of joy, I would later learn - and collapsed into my arms. "Oh, baby," she told me. I'm so glad you accept me as I am."

Lily and I are married now and I've found that we can please one another in ways that don't compare with the love other women have shown me. We are now celebrating our fifteenth anniversary. If you had told me in my youth that I would be happily married to someone like Lily, I would have scoffed. But here I am, happier than I've ever been in my life.



The Surprise



"All nice and clean after your shower?"

"Yes indeed. Clean all over."

"I like you in that bathrobe."

"I like you in that teddy, with those high heels.

"You don't think it's too slutty, with my nipples peeking out and all?"

"I like slutty. Come here and pose for me."

"You're a bad boy, sitting on the edge of the bed and ogling me."

"I have a surprise for you."

"Goodie. I love surprises!"

"You unwrap it by opening the bathrobe."

"Like this?"

"Yes."

"Oh my."

"It's all for you."

"It's not exactly a surprise, but I love it."

"I'm glad."

"It's so big, and so... so... erect and stiff."

"Umm..."

"It's pointed right at me. Can I touch it."

"It's yours. You can do anything you want with it."

"What if I just touch the tip with my finger?"

"Go ahead."

"Goodness! It jumped at me!"

"It likes you."

"I wonder what will happen if I squeeze it."

"Try and see."

"I won't do it hard. I'll just use my thumb and finger."

"You can do it as hard as you want."

"I'll start here at the base, and work my way up."

"Ahhh..."

"Ohh... am I hurting you?"

"Nooo..."

"How come you closed your eyes?"

"To concentrate my senses."

"Hey. It seems to be growing. How is that possible?"

"Your fingers..."

"Maybe I should stop. I don't want it to explode."

"I'll tell you when it's going to explode."

"Umm... What about this area down here. Can I touch that too?"

"Yes. It's part of it."

"Such soft, loose skin. And these round things inside. I can make them move."

"God..."

"Is it okay if I get down on my knees so I can see better?"

"Yes, it's okay."

"There. Now my surprise is only inches away. I like the way it smells."

"It likes the way you smell, too."

"I have to move this big thing out of the way so I can see the sack-thing. I'll use my left hand to lift it up, like so. Now with my right hand I can do this..."

"OHH... DAMN... THAT'S... THAT'S..."

"That's what? You're growing again."

"Your fingertips... they're like a feather..."

"Ummm... My surprise is like a new puppy. I like playing with it."

"What else are you going to do?"

"Let's see. Can I kiss it?"

"Oh yea."

"Right on the tip, like this?"

"AHHH..."

"Uh oh, it's jumping again. I'm going to have to hold it while I kiss it."

"Yess..."

"Umm...down one side...up the other. What about the sack-thing? Can I kiss that too?'

"OH YES."

"So very soft. And I can feel the fruit inside. Can I lick it?"

"JESUS..."

"My... my... the long thing is waving like a sapling in the wind."

"It wants to be licked too."

"You mean, like a pop-cycle, starting at the base and going up... over and over?"

"YES... PLEASE..."

"I'll have to hold the tip... umm... umm... so tasty..."

"OH... MY... GOD..."

"I want to put it in my mouth. Is that okay?"

"All the way in?"

"Oh yes. I want to feel it in the back of my throat."

"CHRIST ALMIGHTY!"

"And if there's juice inside this pop-cycle, I'm going to drink it."

"It's for you."

"Okay. Here we go. AHKAAA..."

"GGGG...hhhhh..oooo...aaaa..."

"Whew. How was that?"

"Incredible. Where did you learn to do that?"

"I read about it, wanted to try it."

"What do you think?'

"It's going to take some practice."

"Practice all you want."

"Later. Now I want to put it some other places."

"Like?"

"Like here between my tits..."

"Ummm..."

"And on my oh-so-hard nipples, rubbing like this..."

"Yes..."

"Ah, what's this slippery stuff? It makes the tip slide so easily..."

"Oh Yea..."

"That's enough of that for now."

"How come?"

"Cause it makes me want to slide it around in other places, and I'm not through kissing and licking."

"Oh?"

"Yes. Take off your robe and lay on your stomach."

"But that will expose my..."

"Exactly. You're so fresh and clean. I've been waiting for this."

"Me too. How's this?"

"Nice. Did I ever tell you I liked your butt?"

"You might have mentioned it once or twice."

"Let's see if it jiggles like mine when it gets spanked."

"OUCH... hey go easy..."

"You don't go easy with me. Now be quiet and do as I say."

"Yes ma'am."

"Up on your knees."

"Uh oh..."

"Open your legs. That's a good boy. Everything so accessible."

"What are you going to do?"

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe this..."

"AHHHHH..."

"Like milking old Betsy when I was a girl."

"Oh My God... Oh my God... Don't stop... Please don't stop."

"No problem. I'll just keep squeezing and pulling while run my tongue around in here..."

"JESUS H CHRIST..."

"And down her around the little sack-thing."

"OH FUCK...I CAN'T STAND IT..."

"Let it go honey..."

"AAAGGGHHHAAHHHH..."

"The milk of the gods..."

"Ohhh..."

"Every last drop..."

"Ummmm..."

"Feel better now?"

"That was so great. You know how to please me."

"It's what loving wives do."



The Surprise



Lilith kneels on the floor in the living room, her breath comes quickly, waiting in anticipation. She's naked except for black pumps with sharp heels. Adam has blindfolded her, bound her wrists with leather restraints and strung rope between her legs so that every time she wiggles, it chafes against her clit. She's getting wet waiting for him, thinking of how he's going to fuck her. She feels his breath against her ear and moves away from him as it tickles. 

"Trust me" he says. She smiles.

"I always do."

She hears the door open and footsteps on the cement floor coming closer. She hears someone inhale sharply, as if from the sight of her. It is a distinctly male sound. Lilith's brow furrows in confusion. She hears a zip, and suddenly feels something soft, yet hard against her lips, seeking access. She knows Adam is behind her, feeling her breasts, so she's not sure who's in front of her. She turns her face towards Adam...

"It's ok, trust me". 

She turns back and opens her mouth, taking the waiting cock into her mouth. She hears the sigh again and realizes it's Mark! She smiles around his cock and works him enthusiastically. She hears Adam chuckle softly behind her, realizing she's figured out who's joined them. She's wanted this for a long time and wishes she could thank Adam; she's sure she'll have time. 

Adam grabs her elbows to better lock her into place. Mark grabs the back of her head and mouth fucks her. She gags but relishes the feel of his thick cock in her throat. Adam slips one hand behind her legs and pulls the rope tighter making her squirm. She's so wet, it's hard for him to keep a grip on the rope, but he holds it steady as she rocks herself against it and Mark's cock until she orgasms. This pushes Mark over the edge and he cums down her throat. He quickly pulls out and kisses her deeply, tasting his cum in her mouth. 

Lilith then feels something cool slide across the side of her ass and between her legs. She shivers from the coldness.

"Hold still" Adam warns her. 

She hears a tearing sound and realizes Adam has just cut the rope from between her legs. She holds still until she's sure the knife is safely away and then shivers more, her nipples getting hard. Adam leans her forward, his hands around her elbows again and plunges his cock into her cunt. He braces against her but with her hands still bound she has no balance and starts to pitch forward as Mark catches her shoulders and holds her place as Adam pounds her. 

"Keep going, fuck me" she whispers just as an orgasms tears through her. She screams her pleasure, liquid pouring out of her. 

"Your cunt is so wet right now" Adam gasps. She know he's close to orgasm. 

"Cum in my tight, wet, cunt." Lilith tells him. It's all he needs to hear. He rams her quickly two or three times and then plunges deep into her cunt with a loud moan as he shoots his load. Her body contracts around him. She feels Mark's cock touching her body as she jerks back and forth from the convulsions.

"You're turn, Mark. Time to give Adam a break". Adam leans against her back and kisses her, biting her back softly in concession before getting up and moving away from her. 

Mark helps her stand and then grabbing her waist, picks her up and walks back towards one of the walls. He throws her right leg over his left arm as she wraps her left leg around his waist, her heel digging into his butt. She realizes he's stripped naked at some point, but it doesn't matter when. She's wet and ready again. The fact that she can't see is thrilling; the sensations of being touched are magnified by this fact. 

Mark leans her back against the wall. She has enough movement in the restraints to place her hands on the wall to support herself. Her butt is off the wall but she knows she won't fall, positioned as she is. Even so, she smiles coyly at Mark.

"You're not going to let me fall now, are you?"

He runs the fingers of his left hand over her mouth, letting her lick them and suck on them lightly. 

"Don't worry, Adam would never forgive me if I did." 

With his right hand supporting her waist, he trails his wet left hand down her chin, her neck, between her breasts and down her stomach towards her hips. Her legs clench, the heel of her left shoe digging harder into Mark. He shudders from the sharp contact, closing his eyes. When he opens them he sees Lilith smiling wickedly in her blindfold. 

"You're going to pay for that" he promises. 

"Yes, sir" she answers brazenly. 

Mark's hand finishes its travels down her body as she says this and he pinches her clit sharply. She gasps and before she finishes breathing in, he plunges his once-again hard cock into her, continuing to play with her clit. She braces harder against the wall as he fucks her, her legs locking onto his arm and waist. 

The feel of his length sliding in and out of her is almost too much. He lowers himself slightly so the angle is higher and starts to pound her g-spot. Lilith screams his name as he works her over. She's starting to lose her concentration in the pleasure. Mark realizes this and pulls her off the wall and cups her in his hands, supporting her ass with one hand and grabbing her wrists with the other as he continues to fuck her. She slides her pussy over his cock but the angle isn't the same anymore. 

"Untie me, please." She begs. "I want you to fuck me from behind." 

Mark thrusts into her a few more times, bringing her close to orgasm. Just as she's about to climax, he pulls out of her, sets her on her feet and spins her around. His cock slides between her ass cheeks as he pulls at the bindings on the wrist restraints. Once her hands are free, he pushes her fully against the wall, lifting her right leg off the ground and dives into her cunt once more. The orgasm that was building breaks over her as she claws at the wall. Mark presses up against her, continuing to pump her as she jerks in the afterglow. He rolls his hips slowly, sliding his cock in and out of her tantalizingly as she comes down from the orgasm. 

"That was unfucking believable" she says as she turns to kiss him. 

"It looked even better." Adam says as he joins them. Lilith reaches for him blindly, and he's there. Her hand lands on his chest and she tweaks one of his hard nipples, making him shiver. She wraps her arms around him and sucks on each hard pebble, savoring the feeling and his ticklishness. She slides her hands down his back and cups his incredible ass in her hands. She feels his cock pressing against her stomach as Mark comes up behind her, his cock bouncing off her ass.

"Fuck me, boys. I want to feel you both cum inside of me." 

The men oblige and lead Lilith to the bedroom. Adam kisses her and then pushes her back onto the bed, making her squeal. 

She quickly crawls backwards towards the wall as Adam reaches for her again, giggling as he growls. She yelps as he grabs her ankles and pulls her back to the edge of the bed and flips her over onto all fours.

"You're not getting away that easily, miss."

"Who says I was trying to get away?" He smacks her hard on the ass to that response and she leans on her forearms as he smacks her again. Mark climbs onto the bed and as Adam smacks Lilith once more, he bites into her shoulder blade, making her moan. Adam rhythmically starts to slap her ass, alternating between each cheek as Mark bites her back and pinches her nipples, twisting them in his fingers. 

She's getting wet again from the attention and Adam decides it's time to continue. He reaches into the bedside table and brings out a small toy, generously applies lube to it and starts to rim Lilith's anus with it. Lilith calms her breathing and body as Adam slowly inserts the toy into her anus, filling her up. He works it back and forth slowly, then with greater intensity as she moans from the pleasure. As she's about to cum, he inserts his cock into her pussy in time to feel her contract. 

As she shivers, Mark kneels on the bed and gently lifts Lilith's head, moving his cock to her mouth again. The force of Adam's thrusts works Lilith back and forth over Mark's shaft. Each time she's moved backward she sucks hard, sealing him in until she reaches the head of his cock and then loosens her grip to go back down to the base. Mark grabs her hair and thrusts her hard and faster on his cock again. He and Adam start to match rhythms as Lilith thrashes between them orgasming. 

Adam loves the feel of how tight Lilith's pussy is from the toy in her ass. He pulls on the toy a bit making her moan around Mark's cock down her throat. The sound spurs him on and he grabs her shoulder with one hand and continues to pound her as he also plays with the toy. She grabs Mark's hips in response and shoves his cock as far down her throat as she can, trying to keep her body still as she's fucked. The sensations pile over each other, she's barely able to concentrate. She pulls off of Mark's cock long enough to breathe.

"Cum in me, please, shoot your fucking cum inside of me" she pleads before shoving Mark's cock back into her mouth, bobbing frantically back and forth on him. The two men viciously pound into her, her muffled screams bouncing off the walls from the pleasure. Their breathing is ragged as they build to their own orgasms. Mark cums first, surprised by a particularly intense suck from Lilith and groans as he explodes in her mouth and down her throat. She moans in response, sucking him down, relishing the feeling of his hard cock pumping in her mouth. Seeing this pushes Adam over the edge and he tenses just before cumming into her cunt, his cock throbbing inside of her. She convulses on the bed, her shoulders and chest slamming into the mattress and rising up again from every little twitch of Adam's cock. When he pulls out of her she curls up, still shivering, the toy in her ass continuing to pleasure her as her shivers cause it to keep manipulating her prostate. 

Adam sees that Lilith isn't quite finished and rolls her over onto her back, taking off the blindfold he sees her eyelids fluttering, small convulsions making her tits bounce and stomach clench. He shoves his fingers into her dripping, wet pussy and fucks her fast, curling the tips of his fingers over her g-spot roughly. Her breath comes in shorter and shorter gasps, her screams getting higher and higher as he brings her closer to cumming. He can see that she's about to cum and orders her to push and as she does she screams in surprise as liquid starts to gush out of her and then the orgasm hits her fully and she falls back, landing against Mark's chest. He pins her arms as she rides the most intense orgasm she's ever felt, Adam still finger fucking her, the liquid spraying over his face and chest. Adam leans down and sucks her clit as he makes her squirt again. Mark kisses her upturned face, holding her tight. Lilith is vaguely aware she'll be bruised the next day but doesn't care as all thoughts get overridden by the orgasms.

Adam finally pulls his fingers out of her, but keeps sucking her clit and pins her legs to the bed as her body rocks from the aftershock of the orgasms. He slows his licks as her breathing returns to normal, her body limp and jelly-like in his and Mark's arms. Her eyelids flutter in the profound afterglow she's experiencing. She feels Adam pull her heels off her feet, and turns her over so she's nestled along Mark's front as he slides up behind her, spooning her back. 

"Happy birthday, sweetheart" Adam whispers into her ear, kissing her neck softly. "I hope you enjoyed your present."

She sleepily turns her head to him and kisses him before turning back to Mark and kissing him too, in thanks.

"That was the best birthday present I've ever gotten" she mumbles. "How can I ever top this?"

"I'm sure you'll think of something," he says smiling. He pulls the duvet over the three of them as they cuddle up together and fall asleep.