9 comments/ 27261 views/ 13 favorites Piece of Me By: Erlikkhan This is the first of three stories about a singer named Britney and her slide back into the world of lust and deprivation. * Britney stares at the naked woman looking back at her through the full length mirror. She is hot. Sexual energy oozes from her body. Her inviting brown eyes have a "fuck me" look to them. Her sensual lips are practically begging for a hard cock to suck. Britney slides a finger between them and slowly fucks it in and out of her mouth. God she misses those days with Paris when she would suck three, four and sometimes five cocks at a time. Her eyes journey down her body and find a pair of spectacular tits hanging from her chest. They are perfect... full but not too big, firm yet soft and sensual. Two light brown nipples puff out from her rounded spheres. Hard eraser shaped tips poke slightly upward. Britney moves her hands underneath these magnificent works of art and feels their weight. Her fingers slowly knead the soft flesh. She moves a fingertip across the hard nipples and gasps from the sensation that is immediately transmitted to her pussy. Juices collect in her gash like morning dew. Britney wishes she could make love to the woman staring back at her. She moves closer until their lips meet. Her tongue tries to push through the glassy barrier separating her from the object of her lust. She pulls back and presses her nipples against the nipples of the woman in the mirror. Her pussy is leaking so much that it is about to escape. Britney lifts a nipple to her lips while she watches the woman in the mirror do the same thing. Her tongue shoots across the hard protrusion and bathes it in saliva. Bending her head as far as she can go Britney sucks the puffy cap into her mouth and gently rakes her teeth across the sensitive tip. Her pussy clenches and releases a small trickle of cunt juice onto her inner thigh. Britney drops her hands to her sides. Her eyes move down and across her well-toned stomach. She still has a slight swell from bearing two children but otherwise the efforts of her strict workout regimen are obvious. She continues down her body until her brown eyes lock onto the swell of her bare pussy puffing out from between her thighs like a ripe peach. A tiny protrusion peeks out from the top of the dark gash splitting her pussy into two halves. She wants so much to drop to her knees and clamp her full lips over the succulent fruit of the woman looking back at her but she knows it is impossible. Britney reaches down and touches the crease of her gash. The moist folds of her womanhood part and release a trickle of cunt juice onto her finger. She lifts it to her mouth and pushes it between her lips so she can taste the woman looking at her. She moves her hand back to her pussy. This time she uses two fingers. She gasps as they sink deep into her steamy chamber. She watches the woman in the mirror finger fucking her pussy. Britney moves closer until their lips meet. Their tits press together while their tongues desperately try to penetrate to glass barrier. Her fingers go faster and faster. Juices trickle down her thighs. She moves her other and between her legs and rubs a fingertip over the little bud poking out from the top of her gash. She is so close. She can feel the pressure in her tummy growing more intense. Her legs begin to shake. She stares into the eyes of the woman on the other side of the mirror and see the same feeling of desperation looking back at her. She is having trouble breathing. She bites her lower lip. Her body is trembling uncontrollably. And then it happens. The explosion shoots through her pussy like a tidal wave. Her body stiffens and jerks in a series of spasms. She squeezes her thighs together and bends her knees. Another explosion rips through her body and then another. Loud squeals and gasps bounce off the bathroom walls. Pussy juice runs down her fingers and drips from her hand. Britney is vaguely aware that the woman in the mirror is experiencing her own uncontrollable release at the same time. She finally pulls her hand from between her legs and slides down onto the floor gasping for air. She watches the woman in the mirror lift her fingers to her mouth and suck them clean. They kiss one more time before Britney stands and leaves the room. As she pulls on a pair of thongs Britney can still feel a desperate churning in her belly. The urge hasn't gone away. Her nipples are swollen to the point of bursting. Her pussy is begging to get fucked. She has tried so hard to be good since she met Jason, but it is getting more and more difficult. She misses the wild days with Paris. Jason has been a good lover. He understands about her intense sexual urges. He often brings friends home to help her quench these desires. He doesn't mind sharing as long as he can be part of the action, but he won't be home for several hours. She can't wait that long. The urges are too strong. She picks up the phone and calls Paris. They have remained friends even though they don't see each other very often. "Hey baby, it's Britney. I need a workout in the worst way and Jason won't be home until late tonight. Remember that trainer you were telling me about at Justin's party? I was wondering if you could send him over to the house." "Anything for you sweetie," Paris tells her in a breathless voice. "I'd bring him myself but I these two gorgeous hunks are here helping me take care of a craving I woke up with this morning. We were just finishing the first round when you called." "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt. Just give me the number and I'll make the call." "Don't worry about it, Brit. Besides, my pussy needs a break. I'll make the call to Joel. That way he'll owe me one. He can bring his assistant Mike if you want." "Sure. Given the way I'm feeling I think it is going to take at least two to give me the workout I need. And thanks P. I owe you big time." Britney answers the door wearing a white patterned leotard that leaves little to the imagination. Her hard nipples poke through the thin material making two large dimples on the front of her outfit. The crotch is pulled tight against her pussy. The outline of her swollen cameltoe puffs out like two halves of a plum. Two hot looking men are standing in front of her. Joel is 5'9" with deep blue eyes, light brown hair, broad shoulders and a body rippled with muscles under the tight black t-shirt he is wearing. Mike is much taller and has the body of a professional athlete. His head is shaved, his skin is light brown and his eyes are dark. Knowing what these two men are about to do to her has Britney's body on fire. She can feel the juices gathering in her pussy. Her nipples swell against the silky material of her leotard. "Please come in. My workout studio is in the basement." She turns and leads them down the hall. The leotard is cut like a thong exposing her perfect ass to their lecherous gaze. Her powerful cheeks are firm, round and meaty but not too plump. Joel and Mike watch the creamy spheres jiggle back and forth with each step she takes. They follow her down the stairs and into a large room with pads on the floor and weights against one side. She hits a switch. The song "Piece of Me" booms out from the speakers in the walls. Britney goes into a dance routine. She glides between Joel and Mike rubbing her body shamelessly against them. Her hands massage their well-toned torsos. She backs into Joel and rotates her ass against his crotch. She feels his hard cock pressing against her cheeks. His hands slide up her body until he is squeezing her tits with his fingers. Mike moves in front of Britney and grabs her by the hair forcing her to look up at him. He leans down and kisses her hard on the lips. She opens her mouth and feels his tongue against hers. Joel pulls her leotard down over her tits. She removes her arms from the straps. Joel rips off his t-shirt. Britney can feel the warm skin of his torso against her naked back. His hands move up to her bare tits. She grinds her ass against his cock as he kneads the soft flesh and tugs on her nipples with his fingers. Mike pulls away from the kiss. Holding her chin he stares into her lust filled eyes. A pang of fear and excitement surge through Britney when she sees his wild look. He is going to ravish her. It's just what she needs. His lips move to her neck and he sinks his teeth into the soft skin. Britney gasps. She feels Joel pinch her nipples hard enough to shoot ripples of pleasure down to her pussy. Juices seep from her cunt. A tiny wet spot appears in the crotch of her leotards. Mike steps back and pulls off his shirt. Britney stares at his muscular chest and rippled stomach. Joel slides a hand under her leotard until his fingers reach the swell of her pussy. A fingertip glides across her clit and parts her moist folds. Britney gasps when two fingers slide into her steamy cunt. She spreads her thighs so he can push them deeper into her body. Mike pushes down his shorts and takes off his boxers. Britney's eyes grow big when she sees the size of the weapon poking out from between his legs. She drops to her knees and stares at the huge slab of meat floating in front of her face. Her tongue shoots out and swirls around the swollen knob bathing it in saliva. She stretches her lips over the mushroom shaped tip and feels it slide into her mouth. Joel kneels behind her and pulls her leotard down to her knees removing it from her body one leg at a time. Britney continues to slide her lips down Mike's vein-streaked shaft until she feels it press against the back of her throat. She wraps a hand around the base and strokes him while she bobs her head up and down and swirls her tongue over his knob. Joel gets on his back and slides his head between Britney's thighs. Her juicy pussy hangs above him like ripe fruit waiting to be sucked. He can smell the sex oozing from her body. A bead of cunt cream hangs from her folds. Joel touches it with the tip of his tongue and feels it drip into his mouth. He probes the length of her gash before clamping his mouth over her swollen plum. His tongue pushes into her waiting cunt. Britney gasps pushes down and grinds her pussy into Joel's face. She feels his tongue digging inside her cunt and licking the juices from her body. Her lips continue to fuck the hard cock she has in her hand. She attacks it like the whore she has become. She loves the way his hard flesh feels as it moves in and out of her mouth. This, combined with the pleasure of Joel's tongue fucking her pussy, has her head spinning with lust. Mike grabs her head and fucks her face like it is a cunt. Britney makes loud gagging and sucking sounds trying to keep up with his rapid thrusts. He drives his cock into her throat. Despite his size Britney is able to accommodate the length of his shaft until her lips are pressed against his pubes. Mike slams his cock down her throat again and again. Spit drools from her lips and drips from her chin onto her tits. Joel shoves two fingers up her cunt and flicks his tongue across her clit. The sensations shooting through her pussy are more than Britney can stand. Her body tenses. She grabs Mike's powerful ass cheeks and digs her fingers into his flesh. She tries to scream but can only gag because of the cock in her throat. She feels her pussy clench. She squeezes her thighs against Joel's head and cums into his mouth. Mike pulls his dripping cock from her throat. Britney coughs. A flood of spit gushes over her lips and splatters onto her tits. Suddenly she feels Joel push his finger up her ass. The new sensation sends her body into another series of spasms. She falls forward onto her hands and grinds her pussy into Joel's face smearing it with cunt juice. They move to the weight bench. Britney lies down on her back with her head hanging over the front edge. She pulls her knees back and lifts her feet into the air. Mike straddles the bench and looks down at her swollen pussy. Two pink petals are folded open through her gash. Beads of cunt juice cling like dew. He guides his cock to her waiting sex and pushes. Britney feels his swollen knob split open her tight cunt. Joel bends his knees and feeds his cock to her hungry mouth. Britney feels it slide between her lips. She teases his knob by raking her teeth across the sensitive skin and swirling her tongue around the mushroom shaped tip. He pushes deeper into her mouth until she can feel his cock slide into her throat. He continues to push deeper. His balls press against her nose when his entire eight inches has disappeared into her mouth. With her knees pushed back by her shoulders Mike drives his cock straight down into her pussy until it hits bottom. He pulls out and slams it into her again and then again. Britney feels her head spinning from all the sensations shooting through her body. She loves having two cocks in her at the same time. She loves the feel of Joel's hard flesh fucking her throat while Mike's big cock plows into her pussy. She feels spit running down her face and cunt juice seeping down her ass. The orgasm starts deep in her belly and explodes through her pussy like a thunderbolt. Britney feels helpless and out of control. Mike continues to hammer her pussy. She gags on Joel's cock deep in her throat. Her feet flail in the air and her toes curl. Her fingers dig into Mike's chest as she tries to push him away but it is no use. Joel finally pulls his cock from her mouth. She screams. Mike continues to pound her pussy sending her into another series of convulsions. Mike pulls his cock from her pussy and steps away. Joel climbs over Britney and straddles her trembling body. He slides his cock between her tits. Britney lifts her head and squeezes her two melons tightly around his thrusting meat. She watches the head of his cock drive between her soft tits and hit her chin. She bends her head so she can swirl her tongue over the mushroom shaped tip. Britney loves getting her tits fucked. She loves the way a hard cock slides back and forth between her warm and soft flesh. Her nipples feel like they are going to explode. Suddenly Mike grabs her by the hair and pulls her head back over the top of the weight bench. He thrusts his cock into her mouth and down her throat. Joel continues to slam his hard meat between her tits. Spit is drooling down her face and into her nose as she tries to keep up with Mike's rapid thrusts. Britney loves being ravaged like this. It feels so out of control. Juices are leaking from her pussy and running down her ass. She wants to touch her clit in the worst way but she can't. Mike pulls his cock from her mouth, aims it at her face and grunts. Hot cum splashes across her nose, lips and chin. More splatters over her forehead and into her hair. She can feel it drooling down her face. Britney lifts her head and looks up at Joel. He continues to drive his cock between her tits going faster and faster. He sees the lust in her eyes. Her tongue shoots out and licks the head of his cock. Joel is helpless to stop the impending explosion. He thrusts hard. Cum shoots from the tip of his cock. Britney feels it bounce off her chin and over her lips and tongue. She grabs his spewing shaft and aims it at her tits. Spurt after spurt of hot seed splatters all over her pear shaped beauties. Britney sits up. Cum is dripping from her nipples and running down her stomach. Her face is a mess. She moves a hand to her pussy and rubs her clit in circles. She loves being a cumslut. She feels so nasty and dirty. Her fingers go faster and faster. Her body begins to shake. She gasps. Her body jerks in a series of spasms. Cunt cream oozes from her pussy. She is breathing hard when the orgasm finally fades. "You boys wait here," Britney tells them standing up from the workbench. "I'll be back in a little while. I need to clean up." "What a fucking whore," Mike says once she has gone upstairs. He slips into his shorts. "Who would have thought that Britney was such a cumslut. But god that woman can suck cock." "Yeah, and what a body," Joel adds pulling on a pair of jeans. "I could fuck her tits all day. I wonder if she likes it up the ass?" "I bet she does," Mike suggests. "We'll find out when she comes back." Britney is gone for almost 30 minutes. When she returns she is wearing one of her sexy stage outfits - a white hat with sun glasses and a mid-thigh length white leather coat which is held together by a belt that ties at her waist. Black net stockings cover her legs. On her feet are two silver boots with long heels. Britney hits a button and the song "3" blares from the speakers. She dances around the studio and lips synchs to the music. Mike and Joel are mesmerized by this the private performance. Britney flings off the coat. Underneath is an outfit made of crossing white straps that barely cover the essential parts. She erotically bumps and grinds her body around Joel and Mike rubbing her tits and ass against them. Britney throws off her hat and sun glasses. She yanks the white straps of her outfit down until her shapely tits bounce free. She steps behind Joel. Her nipples rub against the naked flesh of his back. Britney grinds her pussy against his ass and slides her hands over the growing bulge in his jeans. She dances away and backs into Mike rotating her ass against his cock. His large hands cover her naked tits. She feels his fingers dig into the soft flesh. Britney spins around and pushes her outfit all the way down. It falls to the floor at her feet. All she is wearing are her silver boots and a see-thru black mesh panty hose which is wedged into her powerful ass cheeks. She steps forward pushing Mike onto the weight bench. With her legs spread she bends at the waist and pulls down his shorts until his cock bounces free. Her tongue shoots out and swirls across his knob. She slides her lips down his cock until it is buried deep in her throat. Joel moves behind her and rips open the black mesh covering her ass and pussy. He guides the head of his throbbing meat to her swollen sex which hangs between her thighs like a ripe peach. She gasps when he drives it deep into her tight passage. He fucks her with long steady strokes slamming his cock deep into her pussy on each thrust. She can feel her tits swaying back and forth on her chest like two water balloons filled to the point of bursting. Britney bobs her mouth up and down the length of Mike's cock. Spit drools from her lips and dribbles down his shaft. Behind her Joel pounds his cock into her steamy cunt hard and fast. He presses a fingertip against her asshole and pushes. Britney pulls up from Mike's cock and moans when it punches into her dark passage. Her body is on fire. Joel shoves a second finger into her asshole. She slams her mouth back down the length of Mike's cock and takes him deep into her throat. She presses a finger against her clit. The sensations surging through her body from a cock in her pussy, a cock in her throat and two fingers up her ass are incredible. Her legs begin to shake. Her pussy clenches around Joel's cock. Cunt juice gushes from her body and streams down her thighs. Joel pulls his cock out of her pussy and his fingers out of her asshole. He presses his swollen knob against Britney's tight sphincter. She looks back at him with a look of pure lust in her brown eyes. Strands of spit are drooling from her lips. "Yes... please," she moans. Joel looks down and watches her slowly open around his mushroom shaped knob. He feels it punch through her sphincter and push into her dark passage. His cock easily slides deeper. Joel realizes that Britney must have prepared herself for getting fucked in this way. His cock continues to move between her powerful cheeks until it is completely buried inside her asshole. He begins to move inside her with slow and steady strokes. Piece of Me Britney slides her lips down Mike's vein streaked shaft and fucks him with her mouth bobbing her head up and down and taking him into her throat. Her fingers move faster and faster across her clit. She can feel Joel's cock driving deep into her ass on each thrust. She loves the way a hard cock feels inside her asshole. She loves the way Mike's hard flesh slides across her lips and tongue and pushes into her throat. Her body is alive and tingling with excitement. The pressure in her belly continues to grow until she cannot contain it. She pulls her mouth from Mike's cock and bites her lip. Her body tenses and begins to shake. She digs two fingers into her pussy and pumps them in and out of her steamy passage. Joel continues to hammer her asshole driving it hard into her body on each thrust. A scream pierces the air. Her body jerks in a series of spasms. Juices gush down her fingers and drip from the back of her hand. Her tits sway back and forth and bounce off Mike's hard cock. Joel continues to slam into her asshole. Screams and squeals spew forth from Britney's mouth as one spasm after the next surges through her body. She is whimpering when he finally pulls out. Britney turns around and lowers her ass onto Mike's saliva drenched cock. She gasps when it punches through her dark passage and plows deep into her asshole. Joel steps forward, grabs her by the hair and rams his hard meat between her lips. Britney doesn't mind taking him into her mouth despite his cock having just been in her ass. She cleaned herself well before coming back for round two. Joel drives his cock down her throat and fucks her face like it is a cunt. Spit drools from her lips and chin and runs down her neck and over her tits. Britney lifts her butt in the air and slams it down impaling her asshole onto Mike's huge member. Mike reaches around her body and crushes her tits. He thrusts his cock up into her tight passage each time she slams down on him driving it deeper and deeper into her belly. Britney shoves three fingers into her pussy and fucks them in and out in rapid thrusts. Her body is out of control and on fire. She loves the way Joel is face fucking her. She can hardly breathe. He has a hard grip on her hair as he slams his cock repeatedly down her throat. Britney's torso is drenched with spit gushing from her mouth. She feels Mike's cock drive deep into her bowels. He pinches her nipples so hard that she can feel the pain shoot through her body. The orgasm hits hard. She almost chokes on Joel's cock which is buried in her throat. Her fingers plunge in and out of her cunt. Her body jerks and twists as one spasm after the next grips her pussy. She can't breathe and feels like she might pass out. Just before that happens Joel pulls his cock from her mouth. She coughs up a flood of spit. Mike slams his cock up her ass again and sends her into another series of convulsions. When she can't stand it anymore she pulls away. Joel holds her up on wobbly legs. Mike lays down on one of the mats strewn across the floor. Having recovered, Britney straddles him with her knees and lowers her dripping pussy down onto his length. Joel moves in behind her and presses his cock against her asshole. She gasps when it punches it into her body. The pressure of two cocks in her at the same time is incredible. She feels them slowly move. They find a rhythm. Their strokes get longer. She moves with them until she can feel their entire lengths alternately driving deep into her asshole and pussy. Mike reaches up and crushes her tits with his powerful hands. Britney's gasps and squeals become more intense. Her entire being is racked with pleasure. Her head is spinning with lust. She screams. It doesn't stop. One orgasm after the next crashes through her body. She feels their two cocks alternately filling her again and again. Mike pinches her nipples hard sending her to even higher levels of insanity. Britney is barely conscious when she feels them pull out of her body. They lift her up and onto her knees. She is vaguely aware of her fingers being wrapped around the two hard cocks waving in her face. She automatically begins to stroke them. Britney turns her head slides her lips over the tip of Mike's cock teasing him with her tongue. She does the same to Joel. Her hands move faster and faster. She goes back and forth between them. Mike can't hold back anymore. He grabs his cock and aims it at the side of her face. A powerful stream of hot cum splashes off her cheek and shoots across her nose. She turns her head. A jet of cum splatters against her forehead and oozes down her face. She opens her mouth. More cum lands on her lips and chin. Some goes into her mouth. Spurt after spurt continues to shoot from his cock splattering her face and landing in her hair. Some splashes onto her tits. Mike is drained. She turns her attention to Joel. Her tongue swirls across his knob as she strokes him faster and faster. She hears him grunt just before a blast of hot seed splashes off the roof of her mouth and oozes down onto her tongue. More cum shoots into her mouth until it is drooling from her lips and dripping from her chin onto her tits and thighs. Britney moves a hand between her legs and rubs her pussy. She loves the feel of hot cum shooting onto her face and body. She feels it oozing down her tits and over her nipples. Every nerve ending in her body is wired. Her fingers move faster and faster across her clit. Her body is shaking. She feels her pussy clench just before she gushes all over her fingers. She lifts them to her mouth and licks them clean enjoying the combined taste of pussy and cum. Britney looks up at Mike and Joel with her cum splattered face. She wipes it off with her fingers and feeds it into her mouth. "Thanks guys. Maybe we can do this again next week." Piece of Meat in Seat 38D Just a fun little story I wanted to share. Still working on some lengthier submissions, but I've been pretty busy lately. Hope you enjoy! *************** Ella shifted in her aisle seat uncomfortably. It had been a long flight and there were still a couple hours left. On her right sat two hefty middle aged men, snoring obnoxiously or chewing on snacks with their mouths open, their pudge and arms spilling over into her seat. She had tried sleeping, listening to music, even reading, but nothing caught her attention and the flight was dragging on so slow. She sighed, wishing she was in New York already. She thought about Mark, who had confessed his love before she'd left and would be expecting to see her. He was kind, but a boy. She was 26, she was a lawyer who spent her time divided between two continents, she didn't have the time or energy to be mothering some twenty something year old manchild. She thought about Jeremy, and the fight they'd had in London. He'd yelled, made accusations, cajoled and whined, then called afterwards to apologize. He was a train wreck, a drunk, he was fun to be around at first, but now that he'd set his eyes on her, he was reckless and unstable. And all the acquaintances, coworkers, the men she met at bars, they were kind, or intelligent, or funny, or nothing at all, but never all three. She'd roll her eyes, accept the drink and the awkward conversation that came along with it, but she'd never felt entirely satisfied, at least not enough to bring any of them home. How long had it been since she'd brought a man home? Not since Allen, and that was over a year and a half ago, maybe two. She rolled her eyes, groaning inwardly at her sexually empty life. True, she was the up and coming star at her firm, true, she was a bombshell of a woman, 5'6, long flowy brunette hair, she kept herself in shape with a nice little ass and perky tits, she was educated and independent and she was anything but boring, and yet, she was unsatisfied She sighed, standing up to to go to the bathroom, and the mere act of stretching her legs felt amazing. She was wearing yoga pants that clung to her flesh tightly, albeit comfortably, and a black tank top, tight enough and with built in support so she could forgo a bra, fuzzy little slip on boots, her favorite outfit to travel in. She made her way to the front of the jet, large and filled with people, some sleeping, some talking quietly, reading, watching shows on their tablets. Her ass jiggled and bounced as she walked, earning her quite a few stares and glances. The bathroom was surprisingly located around an empty corner instead of in the hallway, the attendants seemingly invisible or on the other end of the plane. She opened it up and closed it, forgetting to lock it behind her, slipped down her pants and panties, and took a long, enjoyable piss. "Oh god," She whispered, smiling to herself, then she stood up, cleaned herself up, and turned to the sink to wash her hands. When she was through, she turned back to the toilet to locate the flush button, searching in vain before a strange noise confused her and she felt someone grabbing her and pulling her back as the door closed, a tight hand gripping her lips. "Keep quiet or I swear to god you'll regret it," a rough voice whispered in her ear. "Mmm!" She whimpered, finally realizing what was happening. She heard the man reach behind and lock the bathroom door, as she had been too distracted to do, then he grabbed both of her hands and pinned them behind her back. She turned to get a look at him in the mirror but he forced her head to look in the other direction. "None of that, understand?" He told her. "Ok! Ok!" She replied, tears streaming down her face. How could this be happening? How could she be in such a situation, here of all places? Some primal instinct kicked in and she flailed, but he held her tightly, her struggles no match for his brute strength. "Enough of that," He demanded, sinking his teeth into her neck with such ferocity that she squealed against his hand, her eyes rolling back and her heart beating. What was happening? What was her body doing? Fear rushed away and was replaced by excitement. "Now then, one more peep out of you, one more attempt to fight, and it's over for you, get it?" She sobbed, nodding her head up and down, and the hands let go of her face and arms, reaching down and pulling her shirt up. She lifted her hands, ready to submit, to get it over with, and he bent her forward, pulling the shirt up only enough to bind her arms together over her head, leaving it covering her face, blindfolding her. "Mmm, what a good little girl," He smiled, reaching around and squeezing her nipples as she held herself up with her hands against the wall. "No! Please!" She whispered, quivering at his touch, but her nipples hardened and she gasped, her breath quickening. "Fuck!" She squealed, whimpering as he groped her, pinching her nipples and breathing heavily behind her. "You've got some nice tits," He whispered, then his hands lowered, down her belly and to her inner thighs, rubbing against her pussy. "Jesus Christ," He laughed, "You're so fucking wet I can feel it through your pants!" Ella whimpered, squealing a little while she tried to clench her legs together, huffing and puffing, almost crying out of frustration. "Spread those legs again!" He demanded, spanking her, and she shifted them a little further apart. "You're fucking enjoying every second of this! Aren't you?" He asked, rubbing her pussy again, his rough touch grazing her clit as she moaned. "No!" She whimpered, her knees buckling with excitement, her breath quick and frantic. "Don't fucking lie to me," He laughed, spanking her again, and she quivered, biting her lip. "Ok! Ok! Fuck! Yes!" She squealed, closing her eyes, her tears pouring down. "Yes! Fuck!" The stranger behind her laughed a little, then slowly lowered her pants, exposing her well rounded ass for him, her little pink panties. He groped her, reaching underneath her and fingering her pussy. She could hear the wet sounds of his fingers penetrating her, her pussy tensing up and gripping him inside her. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head and she shivered, wondering how long he would tease her like this. "Fuck, you're one dirty little whore, aren't you?" He asked, and she shook her head. "No!" She gasped, suddenly hearing the loud smack of his hand against her ass and shaking from the pain. "Tell the fucking truth!" He insisted, spanking her again. "Yes! Yes! Fuck, I'm a whore! God Damn it!" She moaned, unable to fight it anymore. "Please, just give me your cock! God I want you to fuck me!" She heard him laughing quietly, fingering her wet pussy, then his fingers pulled out and he grabbed her panties, ripping them apart. "Open your mouth," He whispered, and she felt his hand reaching up inside her shirt and forcing her soaking wet panties in her mouth. She whimpered, tasting her juices on her new makeshift gag. "That should keep you quiet," He told her, reaching between her legs and rubbing her clit. Ella could feel her own juices dripping down her legs now as the strange man behind her forcibly thrusted two fingers inside her, over and over again. Her knees buckled and her head swam with excitement. She moaned, her eyes rolling back in her head, her breath quickening until she couldn't fight it any longer. "Umf! Umf!" She whimpered, her pussy contracting and her body shivering, almost giving up and falling down while she came, sticking her ass up to meet his touch. "Fuck, you just came, didn't you?" He laughed, pulling his fingers out and wiping her juices along her back. "Mhm!" She squealed, pressing her ass against his crotch, rubbing it from side to side. "You're a hungry little cock whore, arent you?" "Mhm! Mhm!" She whimpered, feeling his hard cock through his pants. "I'm going to have fun fucking that wet little pussy," He laughed, and as she heard the sound of him unzipping his pants, something brought her back to reality. "Mmm! Mmm!" She gasped, and he reached up, pulling her panties out of her mouth. "Please! Wear a condom!" She begged, and he laughed, smacking her ass with his cock. "Ha! Fuck that, I'm going to fill your pussy with cum, and you're going to love it, aren't you?" He whispered, and she squealed, trying to pull away from his grip. "No! No! You can't! I'm not on birth control!" She gasped, shaking her head, but he reached back up and shoved her panties in her mouth, then grabbed her ass and pulled it back against his crotch. "Sounds like a personal problem to me," He laughed, groping her, then spitting in his hand and lubing up his cock. She felt his cock pressing against her pussy lips and she squirmed, whimpering and struggling, but there was nothing she could do. He penetrated her and she groaned as his cock stretched her pussy. Had it been that long since she'd been fucked? Or was his cock truly that thick? Whatever the case, she could barely take the pain of of him slowly pushing his cock inside her. She held her breath, huffing and panting, as she finally gave up, arching her back and lifting her ass up, pressing back against him as his cock eased all the way inside her. "Mmm!" She squealed, the pain giving way to a rush of pleasure and warmth. He grabbed her ass, pounding her tight little pussy while she groaned, fucking her wildly. "Fuck, what a slut!" He laughed, and she nodded. "Mhm! Mhm!" She whimpered, bouncing back and forth, spreading her legs a little and eagerly accepting his cock. "You're going to cum again, aren't you?" "Mhm!" She groaned, his words pushing her through the last barrier and into another orgasm, this one starting big and rushing over her, ebbing and flowing, waxing and waning, but never quite receding. It was the longest orgasm of her life. She panted, groaning and whimpering. unable to form coherent thoughts or words, unable to rationalize the pleasure she was feeling. She felt like an animal, bent to his will, like being used and fucked was her only purpose. Tears flowed down her face as she rode the endless orgasm. He bit her neck and groped her ass, rubbed her clit and squeezed her nipples, his sweat dripping down onto her back. "Fuck! That pussy's so tight!" He finally gasped after what felt like an eternity. "Are you ready for my hot cum inside you?" He whispered, and she nodded. "Mhm! Mhm! Pwease! Pwease!" She begged through her gag, lifting her ass up as high as she could, and then it finally happened. She felt the first shot, squirting inside of her and warming her insides, then another, then another, his cum filling her pussy and dripping out as he continued to hammer his cock inside of her. Over and over, again and again, it was almost an endless torrent of cum, until finally he groaned a little and his cock slid out, limp and wet. "Fuck, you're a filthy little whore," He laughed, pulling the panties out of her mouth. "I am! Oh god, I am!" She groaned, feeling his warm cum dripping out of her pussy. "Thought so," He laughed, pocketing her panties. "I'll be keeping these, a nice little souvenir, ha!" The door slid open and closed and he was gone. She slowly pulled her shirt back down, turning to the door and locking it behind him, fearful of being found again. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her cheeks were flushed and her lipstick was smeared, her black eyeliner running down her face from her tears. She had a mixed reaction to it all, some strange concoction of shame and pride, excitement and guilt. She looked down and saw his cum dribbling down her legs. She grabbed some toilet paper and wiped it up, scrunching it up and throwing it in the toilet, and then more came. Again and again, she wiped it clean, but no matter how much she tried, her wet little pussy kept leaking his cum. "Fuck it!" She groaned, smiling at herself in the mirror as she lifted her yoga pants, his cum soaking through and sticking to her inner thighs. She washed off her face and sighed, wiping away the smeared make up, and took a deep breath, then turned to the door and opened it. The walk back to her seat was grueling. She could feel her cheeks blushing, and while most of the passengers were either asleep or not paying her any attention, the ones that did stare at her seemed to have a knowing look. Which one was her attacker? Which one was the man that had just used her like a piece of meat? She couldn't tell, but every eye on her seemed to know, every face smirked and smiled, staring her up and down, almost fully aware of what she'd just done. She got back to her seat and plopped down, realizing cum was still leaking out of her, the sticky goo almost trailing down all the way to her knees. She whimpered quietly, then sat back, trying to relax, trying not to think about how much she'd enjoyed being forcibly fucked, having all those eyes staring at her knowingly. She put in her earphones and closed her eyes, listening to music as she drifted off to the thoughts of being used, until a finger tapped her on the shoulder. She opened her eyes and saw a young, blond stewardess beaming at her. "I'm sorry, miss, but it seems you caught the eye of another passenger, a handsome one at that!" She giggled, pulling down her tray and setting a glass of wine in front of her. "He wanted to send you a drink, and he even gave me a little note for you!" Ella blushed, smiling and taking the note. "Um, thank you," She replied, and the attendant bounced off. The two old men next to her grunted and rolled their eyes, then turned away from her. She tore through the little piece of tape holding the note closed, trying her best to keep it turned away from any prying eyes. "To the filthy piece of meat in seat 38D, I enjoyed our little rendezvous, so much so that I couldn't help but tell my friend all about it. He saw you walking past and wants your body all to himself as well. Drink up and hurry back to the bathroom. I would ask politely, but we both know what your answer is." Ella blushed, her breath quickening almost frantically, looking around to make sure nobody had seen the note. It was so degrading, so presumptuous, she couldn't believe how brazen and demanding he was, and yet, he was right. Her body was flushed with anticipation, her mouth dry with excitement. She took a deep breath, downed the entire glass, and unbuckled her seatbelt. The walk back to the bathroom was almost terrifying. Her heart was practically bursting out of her chest, every thought in her head screaming at her, asking her what she was doing, telling her to turn around, to shake it off and go back to her seat, but she couldn't. She was in a spell, she had been taken and used and fucked, and she wanted more. She took a deep breath pushed through the doorway to the bathroom. She whimpered a little, biting her lips, then shook it off. She grabbed her pants and pulled then down to her knees, exposing her ass, the lifted up her shirt over her face and bent over, arms against the wall, ready to be taken again. After a long moment or two of waiting, hoping desperately not to be discovered by the wrong person, the door slid open quietly, a body stepping in behind her, laughing as he closed the door and locked it. "Fuck, you really are a filthy little whore," He laughed. His voice was different, a little lower, a little more surprised, like it was all some funny game. "Yes, yes sir, I am, god, I'm sorry, I don't- I can't- I just, fuck, please fuck me," She whimpered, unable to spit out any rational thought. "I absolutely will," He laughed, spitting on his fingers and spreading her cheeks, pressing them against her ass. "Wait! No! Not there!" She gasped, shaking her head. "You can't! I've never, I'm-" "Ha, you think I'm really going to fuck your pussy after my buddy just wrecked it? Fuck that!" He laughed, then his fingers forced their way inside her ass. Ella gasped, shaking her head. "Please! No! Not there! I'll suck you off! Please!" She begged, then felt his hand reaching up her shirt and stuffing her cold, wet panties back inside her mouth. "Fuck, keep quiet, whore," He told her, pulling his fingers out. She heard him spitting on his hand and lubing up his cock. "Mmm! Mmm!" She moaned, feeling the tears roll down her cheeks, but it was useless. He spread her ass cheeks and pressed his cock against her. She squirmed but his grip on her was like iron and there was nowhere to run. He pressed against her ass, slipping and his cock finding its way inside her sopping wet pussy, and she sighed, but it was only momentary. He pulled out and pushed at her again, this time his cock held strong, slowly and forcefully penetrating her ass. "Mmm! Mmm!" She sobbed as her ass spread. She shook with pain as he forced his way in, his cock was noticeably smaller, but it still hurt. He grunted, laughing a little as he bottomed out and pulled back, in and out, in and out. "Fuck, your ass is tight!" He whispered, pumping into her as she sobbed and quivered. "What? You didn't actually think I'd want to fuck your filthy little whore pussy after my friend did, did you?" She huffed and puffed as the pain ebbed, slowly starting to enjoy his cock in her ass. "Mm mm!" She shook, her limbs flexing as he pounded her little ass. "A filthy whore like you? I bet you get fucked like this all the time," He huffed, smacking her ass, then he reached his hands around her and started groping her tits, squeezing her nipples. "Mmm!" She moaned, drool dripping down her chin, the mixture of her pussy juice and cum dribbling down her leg. "That's what I thought, you fucking love this, you're just a worthless little butt slut!" He laughed, and something about the way he spoke to her, how degrading he was and how humiliated she felt, being used, not even being forcibly taken, but offering herself up like a piece of meat, excited her to no end. Her head swam with pleasure and her body calmed down, she began to lift her ass up and push her body back to meet his cock. "Mmm!" She groaned, and he took his hand off her right nipple and found his way down to her pussy, rubbing her clit. "Mmm! Mmm!" She moaned as his fingers flicked and played with her. "Fuck, you're going to cum from being fucked in the ass, aren't you?" He laughed, rubbing her clit faster and harder. "Mhm!" She nodded, squealing, huffing and puffing, and finally exploding with pleasure. Whereas before, her orgasm was one long ride, this one was like a burst of thunder, hitting her hard and fast and knocking her out of her senses. She groaned and squirmed, feeling his cock filling her ass with cum before losing it and blacking out. When she came to she was collapsed on the toilet, curled up. She still couldn't see, her shirt was wrapped around her head, but she felt the stranger's hand reaching up inside her shirt and pulling the panties from her mouth. "We're going to put these up on the mantle," he laughed, smacking her thigh. "Fuck, you're a filthy little whore!" "I am!" She whimpered. "I am! Oh god, I am!" She heard the door open and close and she regained her senses enough to lunge forward and lock it behind him. She was spent, through, she couldn't handle another stranger's cock ambling through the door and using her again. She curled up, hugging her knees, the tears streaming down her face as she regained her bearings, quickly realizing how painful it was being hunched up on the small toilet. She stood up and pulled her shirt down, groaning with each movement. She was sore and worn out, cringing as she slowly straightened up and looked down at herself. Her inner thighs were coated with juices and cum. She reached for the toilet paper, then remembered how futile it was before, and shrugged. She pulled up her yoga pants, crusty with dried cum from before, but now soaking up the warm, wet juices on her legs. Piece of Meat in Seat 38D She looked at herself in the mirror, her makeup smeared, her cheeks red and puffy, her hair disheveled and her lips quivering. She took a deep breath, composing herself. She looked in the mirror and smiled. *********************** One last note, to all the diehard buzzkills on here just itching to point out how simple and easy it would have been for Ella to tell the stewardess that the man who bought her the glass of wine had attacked her in the bathroom, and for the police to be called/ waiting to arrest him as soon as they landed, kindly fuck off. I'm well aware of how easily he would have been caught/ prosecuted. Seeing as how this is a fantasy erotica website, I figured seeing her submit and get fucked in the ass by his friend would be much more entertaining than hearing about courtroom proceedings. Piece of My Heart Nicky is 21 and Janis is 27. ***** On stage, Janis's voice was so powerful it shook the walls and resonated to the very bottom of the listener's soul. Yet she was so tiny it seemed to take every ounce of energy to make the music come out of her. Every cell in her body seemed to strain—her arms, her legs, her ass, her head, her vagina—ready to explode. "I said come on, come on, come on, come on and take it. Take another little piece of my heart now, baby! ... You know you got it, child, if it makes you feel good." Janis Joplin was playing at the Village Theatre with the Full Tilt Boogey Band, her third group, after Big Brother and the Holding Company and the Kozmic Blues Band. Even though we were the opening band, I knew we couldn't get to hang out with her after the show because her entourage wouldn't even let us stay backstage when we finished our set. We loitered around the exit anyway, hoping we might at least get to meet the great Miss Joplin. After an hour of lingering, smoking cigarettes, and spitting on the sidewalk, we realized that wasn't going to happen. My band mates took off and I walked up the street to the parking garage to get my car. The other guys were heading home, but I had paid $15 for a cheap room in the Village. I saw what appeared to be a little girl standing in the stark darkness of the basement parking garage. The idea of a child alone in the Lower East Side after midnight was shocking. I walked over to her and she cocked her head to one side, a thick hank of hair falling by the way. "Got a ciggie?" a hoarse voice asked. I said, "Yeah," and reached into the front pocket of my jeans as I walked over to her. I took a slightly bent cigarette from the crumpled pack and held it out for her. The girl stepped closer and I felt a lump in my throat. I fired a match and watched her come nearer, place the butt between her lips, and suck in the first puff of smoke. In the match-light illumination, I saw her pock marked skin from her chronic adolescent acne. It was Janis. The blues singer croaked, "Thanks, man," flashing her childishly charming grin. "I'm Nicky," I told her. "I'm the drummer from Life & Death, the backup band." She nodded between a rapid succession of desperately hungry drags on the cigarette. "I thought you looked familiar." "What are you doin' here? Nobody could even get near you at the show." "My fuckin' entourage ... I'm a fuckin' prisoner ... I'm so sick of people fuckin' tellin' me what to do, where to go, how to act, what to say ... I fuckin' hate it!" I just listened, still not quite believing Janis Joplin was talking to me like an old friend. Then she said, "I like your face. You wanna take me someplace, go hang out?" "I have a room on Bleeker Street," I told her. "My car's over there. It's only like five minutes away." "I got some weed," she said, producing a bag of marijuana from her back pocket. "If we pass by a liquor store, I wanna get a bottle of hooch." She took hold of my arm with her tiny hands locked together and smiled broadly, walking with a bounce to her steps. I marveled at how small she was. In the car, I called her Janis and she said, "Call me Pearl." I said okay and felt my cock harden against the course fabric of my blue jeans. Janis was hot and sweaty from her performance and she unbuttoned the top button of her boyish plaid shirt. In the liquor store, we must have looked like any anonymous hippie couple living in the Greenwich Village counterculture. Janis had no money on her person and so I paid for the fifth of gin. Up in the third-floor room I rented for the night, Janis sucked down half the bottle of gin while I rolled a pair of joints. I told her, "You were awesome tonight, Pearl. I hope the people listenin' can feel the music half as much as you do." "Oh, that's so sweet." Janis murmured. After taking a hit of her joint and watching me toke mine, Janis snuggled closer to me. I kissed her meekly. I was afraid she would think I was a weenie, but a moment later she thrust her face up to mine, opened her mouth, and plunged her tongue between my lips. I felt like she was fucking my mouth with her tongue and I sucked it as hard as I could. Janis interrupted our kiss to chug down more gin and handed me the booze, telling me to finish it off. As I gulped the hot alcohol, Janis produced a second plastic bag. This baggie had three black cylindrical pills in it. She offered me one and popped the other two dry-mouthed. Then she climbed onto my lap and started kissing my face. "I like men with beards. Nice and scratchy...I also like girls' pussy hair tickling my nose." I didn't react. In fact, I reached between her legs and touched Janis's flower. "I need you to fuck me, Nicky." Janis took off her shirt and bra while I pulled down her tight denim jeans. I saw the heart tattoo on her left breast and kissed it. Then I lifted her small round breasts in each hand and sucked her bright red nipples. She wore plain white underpants, which were wet from sweat, urine, and lady juice, and I slid them off her. She opened her legs and pulled me into her wiry nest by wrapping her arms behind my neck. I could feel the throbbing and thick flowing of her orgasm as Joplin's cunt smothered my face. I raised my head from her lap with my face covered with her juices and she licked it like a kitten. "I need a break," declared Janis and she trotted to the bathroom. She left the door ajar and peed with the force of a man while I rolled a couple more joints. We choked and gagged on the smoke. The speed she gave me kicked in and I was keenly aware that the woman-child with one of the greatest voices on the planet earth was sitting next to me in the nude. "Y'all fixin' to take your pants off anytime soon, Nicky?" she asked with her great pipes swollen in laughter. I stood up and quickly dropped my trousers. The next thing I remember is Janis Joplin sucking my cock. She paused to kiss the tip and lick the stalk before sliding it all the way to the back of her throat. She kneaded and pinched the flesh of my thighs and haunches and then twirled her index finger into my asshole. Her melodic timbre sent shivers up my spine as she hummed while blowing me. A musical goddess is giving me head and making it sing like a love song! I came so hard I cried. Instead of scorn, she licked my salty tears and kissed me sweetly on the forehead. I feared I wouldn't be able to perform when Janis climbed into bed with me. We were dirty, sweaty, sticky, and smelly, but neither one of us cared. We snuggled and snogged. In due course, my penis resurrected and I danced in Janis's cunt for ten minutes before filling her plump pink vagina with my white cream. She seemed so young and innocent, although I knew she was about six years older than me. She also seemed small and vulnerable. One thing was for sure. Pearl was safe with me tonight. Despite the amphetamine, I fell asleep and woke to find Janis gone from my bed. I almost cried again, but figured I was one lucky fucker to have even had her at all. A half hour later, she was back with me. Janis came through the door carrying a six-pack of beer, another bottle of gin, and a bag of munchies—slim jims, onion rings, potato chips, and pretzels. "I scored me some smack from a brother on the corner," she added. "I hope you don't mind." That was when I joined a long list of people in Janis Joplin's life who said they didn't mind, but should have said no to her. She should have been a seventy-year-old lady receiving a lifetime achievement award in person at the 2013 Grammys. I watched naked Janis tap the contents of a vile of powder into her palm. I don't like the needle," she said as I nudged her from behind and started kissing her buttocks. She noisily snorted the heroin as I licked up and down her crack and bathed her ass in my saliva. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she pulled my hand toward her crotch pocket, where I started to play with her clitoris. She didn't pass into dreamland as I expected. She leaned forward and took my dick in her mouth and we danced a number sixty-nine boogie. For a tiny lady, Pearl consumed an enormous quantity of food, downing the entire bag of chips, two slim jims, whole mouthfuls of onion rings, and chugged down two cans of beer in the space of a few minutes. As I sipped on a beer, she poured more gin into her mouth and then chomped down some pretzels and finished off the onion rings. Suddenly, she cried, "Whoa!" and lurched forward. I tried to grab her, but she ran toward the kitchen sink. She gasped, "Oh!" as I put my arm around her from behind and held her while she wretched. She hacked and coughed up a stream of undigested mess, spewing vomit all over the sink, wall, and floor. She spit little spurts into the sink before an audible gurgle rumbled in her belly. I helped her move from the sink to the toilet in time for her to expel a flood of odoriferous waste into it. She looked up at me with an apologetic and helpless expression and so I turned away, leaving her dignity intact. After flushing, I returned to the restroom and ran the water in the bathtub. I made her sit in the tub and opened my backpack to get shampoo, soap, and other toiletries I brought on my excursions from suburbia to hippieville. I helped Pearl wash herself from her hair down to her toes. She grabbed my hand and kissed it. "You're such a sweet boy. The way you held me when I got sick was somethin' else. Thank you, man." I took a quick rinse in the shower and joined Pearl in bed, dripping a stream of water on the floor since I only had one towel that she used to dry. She kissed my face and sucked on my little mannish nipples before warming my cock with her velvety tongue. Then she mounted my raised flagpole and rode me hard, grunting and chanting, "You're so sweet." Her boobies jiggled as she thrust her pelvis forward, then backward until she started to come. Pearl's vagina tightened her embrace of my cock and I felt her pulsating rapture. A few moments later, I crested and sent millions of sperm crashing against Janis Joplin's uterine wall. "I'm on the pill. It's cool, Nicky." I heaved a sigh and basked in her petite body's sweaty aroma as she lay on my chest. Barely past dawn, the old Puerto Rican dude that rented me the room came banging on the door. Before I could even answer his knock, he opened the chain-latched door as far as it would go and yelled at us to get out of the room. In the process, he got an eyeful of Pearl's nudity. She clutched her pubic area and snarled, "You want some, huh?" He grunted and went away. We laughed. I drove Pearl to the hotel where her band and entourage were staying. It was around 7:30 and the first person to spy us was her manager. He ran up to the curb, followed by a black haired girl who would later write a book called "Down On Me," claiming that was where Janis Joplin liked to go. "Where have you been? ... We were ready to call the law ... Who's this fuckin' kid?" Pearl told them, "I needed to get away for a while. He's cool." Then she turned to me with a sad smile. "I gotta go, man." I told her, "I get it. I'll see you around." We kissed farewell and her keepers pulled her away. Less than two months later Pearl died and I cried. I'm crying for her again right now. THE END Piece of Paradise “Why? Why do they have to do it on such hot humid days? If they wanna waste their time tossing that stupid feathery ball around, be my guest, but why today, when its 100 in the shade, why not on a cloudy cool day?” Those were the kind of thoughts that were going through my mind as I sat on that wooden step watching the two girls play badminton. They were not bad looking girls, no way, but they were wasting their energy in badminton, and I was getting terribly bored sitting there in the hard sun watching them play. No, I didn’t know who exactly they were but I was sure they were in the friend circle. The same stupid friend circle that had dragged me here on this smoldering hot day. Two of these guys were cab drivers like me and that’s how I came to belong to the elites. Sure they were not college graduates like me but I am not an academic snob. They were not ruggedly handsome like me either but…;), I didn’t hold that against them. ;) Just kidding. Anyway, the bottom line is, I was hot, my throat was dry and I was too fucking bored. I was trying to not get bored out of my mind by trying to imagine those two young girls without clothes, bouncing on the court, their young soft tits jumping up and down………. “Hi!” I turned my head quickly, I hadn’t realized when she had sat down beside me on the bench but I sure was glad she had. And boy! Was she a vision of loveliness! Long blonde hair, flying loose on her back, (for those who don’t know, blondes are my weakness), deep blue eyes the color of inviting peaceful lagoons, soft cheeks with a dimple when she smiled, a breathtaking, lovely smile that showed off her even teeth and her full luscious lips, she was all gorgeous! She spoke again, “Hi” Having heard that great relationships begin with a Hi, I said “Hi” “You seem lost in thought! What were you thinking?” “About my apartment!” I wasn’t the quick-flip Romeo for nothing. “Oh really? What about it?” “Well, you see about 5 minutes after you turn on the air conditioning unit, the whole apartment gets so deliciously coooool! And you just gotta mix yourself a drink and relax on the couch with soft music playing in the background to feel that you are in the best of all possible worlds!” “Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. You do make it sound so tempting!” “Well, I am a man of meagre means! That is my heaven on earth!” “Oh my, you got me all excited now. Wish I could see that heaven on earth and feel all those sensations! But how do I invite myself!” “You don’t need to!” I looked directly into her blue beautiful eyes, and said “Madam, would you be so kind as to grace my humble abode with your gracious presence?” “Oh, how can a girl decline a charming invitation like that! Let’s go!” I couldn’t help admiring her perfect figure as she stepped down, she was wearing a sun dress with thin straps, it stopped 2 inches short of her thighs and the display of white, long, slim legs was so tantalizing. As she turned and stretched her hand to me, her full gorgeous breasts pushing against the silky fabric, I felt my heart jump up a foot and get stuck in my throat. I swallowed it back and took her silky soft hand like one handles fragile glass. All the way in the car, we talked of this and that, and I kept trying to make her laugh, she laughed a lot, and she looked so lovely when she laughed, with her blonde curves bouncing around her soft oval face. “What would you like to drink?” I asked once I had switched the AC on and she had settled down on the couch. “What are you drinking?” “Umm..I have a confession to make. I don’t drink alcohol. I usually make myself a cool and juicy smoothie.” “Smoothie for a smoothie..ha.ha..Ok, whatever you are drinking.I’ll have the same.” I made two smoothies and after handing her one I sat down on the other sofa close to her but at an angle. My apartment being a large studio, the bed was in the same room but I had arranged the furniture in such a way that it looked spacious and did indeed leave enough space to play around if I wanted to. “Mmmmmm, very nice!” She said after taking a large sip of the smoothie, “So this is your perfect paradise!” “Well, not so perfect right now!” “Why? What more would you like?” “If it were perfect you’d be standing here before me and taking off your clothes one by one!” I said with a naughty smile. “Well, you have been very nice to me. Maybe I can fulfill your wish! But in fact, I am not wearing much. Just this dress and panties!” “Tell you what! I’ll be a gentleman and help you with the panties once you take off the dress!” “Instead why don’t you be my man and help me with the dress too?” She came to stand before me and her hot body was so alluring I almost dropped the glass. “Ok!” As I stood up to help her with her dress she put her hand on my hard hungry cock that was trying to poke through my jeans, her hand was hot and soft, so arousing, but I took her shoulders and turned her around, her semi-bare back to me. I undid the straps and let the dress drop to the carpet, bringing my hands down in front of her body, caressing her soft warm chest and feeling her proud, erect, bare tits. She moaned as I leaned closer and touched the tip of my tongue at the base of her neck. “Oh God!” I pressed her hard nipples with my hot rough palms and she sort of melted into me, pushing her bare back into my chest. Abruptly she turned and putting one hand behind my head pressed her lips to mine, I started devouring those full, juicy lips with relish. I felt her mouth open a little and I pushed my hungry tongue into her mouth, massaging her hot tongue with mine, and sucking her mouth. The kiss was so delicious, so hot, I sucked her hard and she sucked me deep, my hands were roaming on her body feeling her back, caressing her neck and then I grabbed her ass cheeks and pushed her into my crotch. As she felt my hard rod push into her almost naked pussy, she moaned in pleasure, without breaking the kiss. “Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm”. Finally we broke the kiss, both of us breathless, she whispered, “I wanna return the favor”, she started unbuttoning my shirt and pushing me gently with her body towards the bed. As I felt the bed behind my legs, she took off the shirt and threw it in the general direction of the couch, and started kissing my neck with her soft yet hot lips, lower and lower, licking my chest and then my belly, as she reached my waist she tried to push her tongue inside my pants and also undoing the pants, so as she unzipped me she pushed down the pants and the boxers and her lips were on my hard cock standing erect and throbbing with passion. I stepped out of the clothes and pulled her before me, bending her over the bed, her hands on the foot of the bed. I took the sides of her panties and rolled them down slowly, my hot breath on her ass making her realize I was admiring her hot ass and her tight sexy pussy. And this thought was making her wet. After I had her naked, I grabbed her firm round ass cheeks and pushed her forward making her sit on her knees on the bed and got behind her my knees around her and my hard hot rod right between her sexy buttocks. As she felt it rub in her butt crack, she moaned, “Oooh God!” Without losing any time I put my hand on her pussy and started rubbing it gently. Her pussy was very wet by now, as I rubbed the pussy slit with my fingertip in her tight slit, she started dripping with juices and moaning loudly. I grabbed her tit with the left hand and rolled it around, pressing and rolling. Pinching her nipple no so gently, feeling her get wetter as I teased and played with her breast. Suddenly I pushed the right middle finger deep into her pussy, ramming it hard into her tight pussy without any warning. She gasped and jumped, pressing her soft hot body back into me, my hard rod pushing harder into her butt crack. She moaned in a begging tone, “Oh, please fuck me. Fuck my pussy please, it’s so wet, fuck it hard please!!”. I pulled my finger out and started fucking her pussy with my long finger slowly, teasing her pussy, knowing it was making her wet pussy flow more and more. This was more than she could take, she started bucking into my hand, taking my finger deep into her pussy. I pushed another finger into her tight pussy and she moaned, “Oh yessss!” Her hips moving harder now, she pushed into my finger taking them deep and hard into her tight cunt. All the way deep. I kept sucking her neck and licking her cheeck as she fucked my fingers. Nuzzling her neck with my face buried in her soft silky blonde hair, I ran the tip of my hot tongue on her neck, causing her to moan loudly and push harder and faster to fuck my fingers. Soon I felt her pussy flooding with juices and I knew she was ready to explode, I started fucking her pussy harder, pushing my fingers in deep in tune with her hip thrusts, which caused her to moan so loud and long, “Ooooooooooooh, yes, fuck me hard, yes, yes, I am gonna cum, oh God! Fuck me please!” As I rammed my fingers harder and harder into her tight cunt, my cock rubbing in her butt crack, the hot rod pressing on the tight hot asshole, she suddenly screamed, “aaaaaaaa! Oh God!!” and she exploded all over my hand, her wet juices flowing down her legs and on to the bed. part 2 As her wet pussy flowed with her hot wet cum I fucked her harder and deeper with my fingers, making her cum even more and harder, her moans so loud and ecastatic, her juices flowed in abundance, wetting my hand, soaking her legs and wetting the bed. Finally she collapsed face down on the bed with a very satisfied moan. I caressed her back feeling her body soft and warm under my hands then I turned her over and started playing with her full, gorgeous breasts. I cupped them in my hands and pressed them hard, rolling them in circular motion, feeling her nipples getting harder and pushing into my hot palms. She grunted in heat, “oh my god! You are making me wet again!” “Mmmm, that’s good news!” I pinched her nipples, rolling them in my thumbs and fingers, she sighed uncontrollably, “Oooh yes,squeeze my tits, take me, fuck me!” I felt her hot pussy with my probing fingers, rubbing it, spreading her wet cum on her thighs and pushing my fingers into her wet pussy playfully, just teasing her soft hot cunt. She knew what those fingers could do, and it was making her wet faster than before. I could see the lower tip of her pussy drip with juices. Now I spread her legs wide with my hands on her thighs and got on top of her putting the wet tip of my hard hungry cock on her soft wet pussy. A long, erotic moan escaped her lips. “Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm”. I gently opened her tight pussy forcing it with my hard cock’s swelled head, as it entered her tight pussy, she groaned in passion, “Ohhh, please more, I beg you, fuck me. Fuck me hard. Push your cock deep into me.” Abruptly I pushed hard and sank the whole long hard cock deep into her cunt. “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah”, her scream was long and and so damn arousing. I pulled out my cock almost all of it and rammed it in harder and deeper, getting a scream that was longer and much more arousing. I just left it there while I played with her tits, pinching her hard nipples and pulling on them, the sensations making her squirm, it was too much for her pussy to be made to wait for more harder strokes, but that anticipation was making the pussy much wetter. Then I grabbed her tits hard and rammed her pussy hard and fast making her scream another erotic scream “aaaaaaaaaaaaaah god!” I knew she couldn’t hold out much longer and started fucking her pussy in hard long strokes, every deep thrust making her moan and groan. Soon she exploded, flooding my cock with her overflowing juices. I kept fucking her pussy, in and out, deep, hard and fast. That made her cum more, her wet juices flowing all over my hard cock and the bed. And then I exploded inside her! My hot cum made her more excited and her pussy spurted more juices, with every spurt of my hot cum into her I thrust my hard cock deep into her cunt, making her scream and moan anew. We both came very hard and for a long time it was a hot wet fuck. Finally I slowed down and collapsed beside her. She turned to smile at me, “Oh baby, you are so good!” I smiled back with a naughty look in my eyes, “I am not done with you yet, sweetie”. That pleased her, “Mmmmmm, wonderful!”, then added, “but please fuck my ass this time, I would love to have your hot cock deep in my ass! Please!” “Oooh, lovely! I would love to pump your hot ass hard and deep!!” “Please do! Hey what’s your name!” “Romeo. What’s yours?” “Nikki” “Nikki darling, you are going to get your ass fucked so hard, it’d make your pussy flood with juices!” “Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm” As I put her on her knees with her hands on the wall above the headstand, I caressed and squeezed her ass cheeks and noticed that her ass was really really tight. I pushed my fingertip insider her hot ass and the way it clutched my finger I knew she hadn’t had it fucked too much. I pushed my long hard finger all the way into the tight hot hole feeling it open a little as I forced my finger in. I pulled out my finger and pushed it into her pussy still wet from our juices, then I put the wet figner on her tight ass hole and rolled the wet finger, stretching her tight little hole, hearing her moan with every move I made. I wetted her ass hole good with our combined juices then I suddenly rammed my long finger all the way inot her hot ass without warning. “Aaah!” she cried out in pain and pleasure. “Oh please”, she pleaded, “Fuck my ass! That feels so good! Fuck my ass deep!” Well, she was asking for it. Her blonde hair were making me so hard it hurt, I put the hot swelled head of my hard cock on her ass and pushed a little, as the hot head entered her tight ass she could feel it throbbing so much inside her. Putting my hands on her thighs I started pushing harder, penetrating her tight, hot ass deeper and deeper. With every little bit of the hot cock that went into her tight hole she moaned louder and louder, “Oh god, yes!! Go deeper, fuck me! Fuck my ass!! Please fuck me hard Romeo! Make me yours!” Her ass was so tight I had to pull out a little and then push in harder, going a little deeper, every hard stroke earning me an erotic moan from my blonde playmate. When I was all the way deep into her hot ass, I was so hard and hot, filling her tight ass so good and tight. I left it there in her tight hole as I went to work on her gorgeous tits, squeezing them, pinching the nipples, pressing and rolling them as I licked around her soft smooth neck, sucking her smooth warm flesh. From her erotic moans and by the fact that her pussy was overflowing with juices all over her legs, I knew I was successful in driving her wild. I pushed a long finger into her wet pussy, eliciting another hot moan. Then I started fucking her hot tight ass, letting my finger wiggle in her tight pussy as my hard strokes pushed my hard hot cock deep inside her ass. Soon she was screaming and gushing her hot cum all over my hand. I pumped her hot ass making her cum more and more as the throbbing cock penetrated her tight ass again and again. I kept sliding my hard throbbing cock in and out of her ass and the thick rod stretched her tight ass hole as it penetrated her deep inside. Her pain-and-pleasure screams were driving me wild and I was fucking her ass harder, going so much deeper in her tight ass. In and out I shoved my cock into her hot, tight ass, grabbing her shoulders for deeper penetration and she screamed loud and long. She came again, screaming loudly, “Oh my god! I am cummmmming, oh god! Fuck me!” I kept pumping her ass, and suddenly I exploded hard inside her, filling her tight ass with my hot cum. I rammed my wet hard cock deep into her tight ass again, shooting my hot wet cum into her ass, feeling her ass so hot and so tight around my cock. We were lying side by side again. She smiled, turned and kissed my cheek, “Mmmm baby, you are the best.” “Hon, I loved fucking you so damn much! I would be dreaming of your hot body forever!” “You can dream awake, if you like” she said with a wink, “Whenever you are horny, just give me a call and I would be here, ready and willing, hungry to take your hot cock deep inside me. “ I smiled contentedly thinking that the day wasn’t all wasted after all.