1 comments/ 28854 views/ 1 favorites A Needed Release By: LuckyXO My name is Karen and I'm in a slump. My job has been going well. I was promoted just a month ago with a substantial pay raise that finally let my fiancé and I loosen the purse strings a little bit. My fiancé is Dan. When we first met I was nearing the end of Graduate school and he was already working. Our sexual attraction was strong. Every move my body made turned him on and any touch from him would make me squeeze my thighs together. As time went on though we both became so busy with work and other activities. I feel like we hardly see each other. Don't get me wrong though. I want him just as much as ever, it's just that either one of us or both is too tired, we don't see each other all day, or even worse, Dan has to do some traveling for his job. I haven't masturbated so much since I was in college. Almost every morning I need to get myself off in the shower. When Dan is away I masturbate before going to bed too. I was so accustomed to getting his cock before bed I just can't sleep with out. I guess fantasizing about that gorgeous cock is the next best thing. One night I was too tired to even get out my vibrator. I simply just passed out. I had this dream though that I will never forget. In the dream Dan had taken control of me; dominated me, only giving me pleasure when he wanted to. It culminated into the best sex my mind could have ever put together. When I woke up my pussy was soaked. I came extra hard in the shower that morning. That dream wouldn't leave my mind all day. I couldn't concentrate on anything. I decided to call Dan. I had to tell him. The sound of his voice alone began to make me wet. I told him every detail of the dream. I could tell it was making him hot, his breathing had gotten heavier. The funny thing though, was that he really didn't have much to say about it. Just said it was hot and not much else. He informed me though that He would be returning home tonight, but not until late. Meanwhile I had hiked up my skirt, exposing the tops of my white stockings. I pushed my panties to the side and slipped my fingers into my pussy as my thumb twirled my clit. I couldn't help it. That dream was intoxicating. I pulled my travel buddy out of my desk drawer and came right there in my office. I was almost at the end of my rope at this point. I needed Dan more than ever. I needed is cock in my pussy, my ass, my mouth! Despite my need for sex I was finally able to get some work done. By the time I got home I was fairly tired. I laid on the couch, drifting off, as the TV flickered in the dark. I didn't hear the door open as Dan returned home from his trip. I was awoken by his strong hand covering my mouth so nothing could escape. It scared the shit out of me and made him laugh. When he removed his hand I began to say something but he only looked at me with such ferocity that I silenced immediately. His look made me hot; I began to feel my pussy heat up. This is what I had been waiting for. He picked me up as if I was pillow, throwing me over his shoulder, having complete control over my body. He tossed me onto our bed and then went rummaging through the closet. Then he said, "Get ready for a wild ride," and my hand went straight my mound; I was dripping. He pulled ropes out from the closet. Our bed posts are perfect for being tied up; I guess he finally realized it. He tied me up so I was pulled in all four directions. He then removed my clothes, cutting them, ripping them. He stared at my naked body, ready to devour. He kissed me, driving his tongue into my mouth, but didn't stay long. He was at my nipple, sucking, nibbling, just the way I like it. My pussy felt tight and I want his cock in me already. I wanted to come and felt myself getting close. How long would I last? He continued to suck on my tits. He was aggressive with his mouth, covering me with it. He pinched my nipples with his fingers; they were so erect it almost hurt. I came and felt the warm juices hit my thighs. Dan noticed and liked it. I closed me eyes, what could be next?! He stopped for a moment and looked at my pussy. He knew I wanted it, knew I want that fat hard cock to pound my pussy until I screamed and his cum filled me up. He ran his finger down my slit, my lips were wet and his finger felt painfully orgasmic on my body. He almost slipped his finger inside of me but then stopped. This rebuff from expected pleasure almost knocked the wind out of me and I looked at him wide-eyed, wanting him to touch me before I burst. All he could say though was, "Its my turn now." He untied my hands exposing my red wrists from fighting against the ropes. He propped me up with a pillow and I knew what was going on. I smiled in anticipation of his cock. I loved to suck it. I loved the way it felt, rock hard against my soft mouth. He guided his cock to my mouth and I was grateful my hands were free so I could stroke his shaft and teasingly suck the head of his cock before swallowing it whole and feeling it hit the back of my mouth. I drew him in and out of my mouth, deep and slow. Spit began to drip down my chin because of my awkward position. I sucked and slurped to try and keep up. I was so horny and lost in his cock, wanting it so bad, that I didn't notice my hand going right down to my pussy so I could finger fuck myself as I sucked him. Oh! But he wouldn't let me and took my hand away, "Soon," he said. This only made me want to drive him crazy too. I pulled his cock all the way out of my mouth, looked at him, smiled, then buried his cock in my mouth and down my throat. As I felt it slip down I heard him grunt, his thighs tighten. I knew he was about to cum. I pulled him out of my mouth and now he looked at me. My plan worked. "Oh, you think your slick huh, well just wait and see." He tied my arms up again and untied my feet this time. Finally! He was going to touch my pussy, finger it, lick, suck, and nible my clit. Just the thought of a touch has never made me go so crazy, my nerves were on end; everything felt exceptionally sensitive. He ran his finger over my slit again and then slipped his finger into my now drenched pussy. When he began to finger my clit a low moan escaped my mouth as my entire body shivered with pleasure I have never felt before. He continued to finger me, harder then slower and over and over. He then put his face to my pussy and began to eat me, sucking my juices down. I was thinking about fucking him, so desperate for his cock. My hips bucked as I shoved my pussy into his face, covering him with my juices. His cock was still throbbing too; he swung his body around so we could 69. I took him in my mouth as best I could with no hands. I licked and sucked on his cock with a madness I have never felt before. I ran my tounge over his balls and took them in my mouth. His moans were so nice. He had continued to eat me, slipping his fingers in and out. Almost out of no where I felt a finger slip into my asshole. He ran it in and out. It felt nice, very tight. He nibbled on my clit as he inserted a second finger into my ass. I was about to go over the edge by now. Dan must have felt the same because he got right up. He now untied my arms so I was completely free. He was lost in his world of sex, I was no longer is lovely and tender fiancé; I was a pussy for him to fuck, I was his slut. His craze made me go wild, that look in his eyes always made my juices flow, no matter what. Dan then threw my feet over his shoulders and guided his cock around my pussy, he threw his head back and let out a groan as finally his cock met my pussy. He couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't take it anymore and he slammed is cock in side of me. His hot cock in my hot pussy; hard meeting wet as he pounded me and I saw stars. He grabbed my ankles; my ass was in the air. I felt like a rag doll as his cocked pulled in and out. I watched his cock as it rammed me, glistening with my juices. Before he came though, he pulled out. Again, as if I weighed five pounds, he flipped me over on the bed with a roughness that was just about the sexiest and manliest thing I have seen or felt. He pulled my ass into the air. He put his cock into my pussy and fucked my doggy style, but only for a minute. He grabbed the gel from the table and lubed up his cock. I shook my ass in his face, anticipating his entry into my asshole. He slapped my ass, "I want that tight asshole around my cock," he said. All I could manage to get out in my half delirious state of complete ecstasy was "I want it, I want your cock, fill my ass with your fat cock." And then he did. It was tight at first, but then slid in like it was meant to be there. He sawed in and out of my ass. He told me how it felt so tight, so good. He continued to play with my clit as he fucked my ass, his strong hand roughly gripped my hip, and I came with a fierceness that I had never felt before. He wasn't done yet though. He gave my ass a couple more good pumps and then pulled out. With a quickness that I have never seen in him he flipped me over again and straddled my chest. His cock was inches from my face as he jerked it like an animal, groaning, ready to come. He came on my face, drenching me with a load like I have never seen. I licked it up the best I could, straight off my face or off my fingers. I wanted every last drop I could get. He was delicious. He looked at me, a little dazed, "You look so beautiful covered in my cum." I smiled. Dan and I cleaned up the best we could. I finally was satisfied and felt I could sleep forever. We collapsed on the bed, entwined together, and fell asleep. A Needed Release A/N: While generally I don't write such simple stories, occasionally one just wants to release all that pent of up sexual tension into a purely lustful and hunger sating fantasy without the need to develop any plot whatsoever. So this is written without plot, plan, parody, or pretention. It is sex, that's it. Enjoy it or move on, fair warning given. I haven't decided if I will add more or not...who knows. As always, all characters are at least 18 years of age and consenting. The water churned around Dean as he moved toward her. Her breasts were half submerged in the hot liquid, nipples erect and hard as Britney watched him move toward her. The dark look in her eyes betrayed her interest he intended to stoke it into an obsession. The contours of her form always enticed him. She was thin but she wasn't fat, she was full, voluptuous and curving in all the best places. Sporting two deliciously double-D breasts with contrasting silver dollar areolas punctuated by perfectly perky pink nipples, she presented a sight that made his balls ache and his cock throb in longing. The warm water of the hot tub only served to make his burning need blaze as he moved the few measured feet to her waiting form. He'd watched her when she'd come out on the landing, robed in a silky material that barely hid her mouthwatering femininity. From the moment the door had opened, his eyes had been on her, feasting on what was hidden as well as what was not. He took in her body, her lithe and strong legs, her milky white thighs ending just below his favorite site and disappearing under the silky fabric. He'd been hard from the moment he'd seen her. Knowing his own intentions and the confirmation in her chosen garments had caused blood to flow with force into his cock, filling it fully and preparing it for its eventual plunge into her most secret and soft places. She had looked at him, a twinkle of pleasure in her eyes as she'd untied the loose cloth belt around her waist. The material parted and he saw the beauty of her sex, decorated by neatly trimmed curls. A vision of him burying his face between her thighs and bathing her intimate sex with his tongue flashed momentarily before his eyes has she pulled the material all the way open and began to let it fall from her body. Red shoulder length hair rustled as the material fell from her shoulders and hit the decking. His eyes devoured her from his seat, longing to devour her with his mouth and hands. She saw the approval and hunger in his eyes, noted the dilation of his pupils and the flexing of his jaw as he exercised his willpower to stay firmly in his seat. Seductively, Britney walked to the edge of the hot tub and stepped in. Unable to stop his eyes as the caught a glimpse of her sex as she stepped down into the water, he felt his breath hitch at the glistening puffy lips clearly in need of his attention. His gaze traveled the length of her body as it submerged beneath the water. He waited, not particularly patiently for her lead. The water came up to her neck as she laid her head back against the contoured cushion. Britney's eyes closed as she let out an exaggerated sighed of contentment, that they both knew was only fleeting. She then sat up, the water sloshing around her nipples and plastering the base of her red hair to her bare shoulders. Her eyes opened and her head dipped in his direction as she again locked those smoldering eyes on him. In those eyes he saw the demand of a woman to be taken. Without hesitation he'd snatched the opening and closed the distance between their naked bodies. Water swirled around him as he moved, painfully slow it seemed to the opposite side of the hot tub. Britney stretched each arm out to her side, bracing herself as she let her legs open for his approaching bulk. His muscular chest glistened from the steaming water, skin rippling with the tension in their strong chiseled form. His strong grip took hold of her ankles, lifting them up out of the water and against his hard chest. Her hips lifted as Dean pressed closer, causing her calves to slide up his muscled stomach. Britney's face shown with a smug smile as his hard length press against her thighs, obvious evidence of her effect upon him. As dean pressed his hard cock against her body, ankles at his shoulders and her knees pressing against her breasts, Britney gave him a mock pout. "Just going to take me hard and fast, hmm?" Dean smiled wickedly as his hands found her bottom cradling her cheeks in his rough hands. He lifted her hips until the shaft of his cock was rubbing the cleft between her thighs, parting her feminine lips with each pass. "Would you rather I take my time now, or on the second round?" Britney's face broke into a mock look of disbelief and spoke in a matching tone, "My, my aren't we ambitious? Really think he's," she reached around his arm and took hold of the erected grinding against her pussy, squeezing him for emphasis, "up...for such a task?" He groaned and she smiled. Her hands had always been able to induce a surge of pleasure in him. He was tense against her as she bit her lower lip, eyes locked on his as she gripped him tight. Dean pulled back just enough to give her the leverage she needed. Britney lifted her chin, the smug grin still on her face as she pressed the tip of his cock to her entrance and pulled on his shaft. His body moved without conscious thought pressing his weight forward. Britney's hand release his length as he pressed against her thighs, driving his hard cock between her folds and surging forward, thrusting deeply into her tight but perfectly slick pussy. Britney's mouth opened as she pulled in air, feeling his hard length filling her, fulfilling the aching emptiness within her sex. She was folded in half, ankles at his neck, allowing him to penetrate her deeply. Both gasped as he slammed home, burying himself to the hilt inside her. His mouth captured hers, both breathed through eachother, relishing the physical connection of their tight union. The kiss was hard, passionate, a promise of the pleasure they were yet to take from each other. Dean's hands moved to hold her hips firmly as he held himself within her savoring the tight slick vice of her body as it held him in clenching grip. She squeezed herself around his length, encouraging him to take her. Dean withdrew feeling her silken lips slide back up his shaft as they reluctantly let his throbbing member pull out of her. As the sensitive tip of his cock felt the end of her tunnel he stroked back into her. She rewarded his movement with a guttural moan as he again slid out and then thrust deeply back in. Britney's arms held tightly to the inner wall of the hot tub as Dean's hips pulled out and thrust in, over and over. She could feel the strength of his hands and arms as he rocked her back and forth in time to his hips, driving in and out again and again, splitting her insides with the pleasurable assault. She focused on controlling her muscles internally, squeezing him as soon as he was deep within her maintaining the pressure as he withdrew and releasing it as he drove back into her. She focused on milking his cock, encouraging the release that she knew wasn't far away. The rhythm he'd set and the excitement ignited inside of him was going to drive him to cum quickly. She was enjoying the hard deep thrusts, savoring the way he filled her. She knew even with her muscular control, she'd loosen as he drove her toward her own orgasm. She liked the tight feeling of his cock nestled perfectly inside her wet pussy and found herself gasping with each thrust of his hips. Water was sloshing loudly around them and her knees were pressing her nipples with each stroke. Britney's mouth firmly molded to his. She pressed her tongue into his mouth, darting it around, caressing, tasting his mouth. He sucked gently on her tongue as he drove into her hard, holding her tightly against him. Dean's cock lurched once within her and she squeezed him tightly feeling another pulse in response, he was on the brink. He tensed and she began to squeeze and release him as fast as she could. He groaned and she was rewarded with another twitch within her pussy. Despite her attempt to make him cum, Dean's tension slackened and he began to once again stroke in and out of her. He was moving faster. The pause had given him a little stamina but she knew she could make him lose control. Britney broke from their kiss and looked into his eyes. She poured her desire and hunger for him into her gaze, willing him to feel her own raging passion for him. "That's it baby!" she said in a breathy gasp, she felt him tense and increase pace. She squeezed in a pulsing rhythm, no longer trying to keep time with his movements, instead she listened to Dean's breathing for her queues. Britney moaned audibly to entice him. The sound wasn't an act but she knew that expressing the pleasure she felt would heighten his. She felt him tense then relax as he drove again, each peak going higher than the previous. He was almost there. Dean felt the warmth of the hot tub around his legs and waist. He felt Britney's clenching cunt around his cock. Her saw the looked of pleasure on her face. Muscles tensed but he managed to keep from the brink, trying desperately to make the moment last. He loved the feeling of her, the sight of her, the scent and the sound of their passion. His balls glided back and forth through the hot water, gently bumping her ass with each deep thrust. The feeling of pressure behind the base of his cock was increasing, each stroke into her tight pussy was pushing him further and further towards the cliff. He looked into her eyes, feeling the visceral energy flowing between them. Tingling in his legs and arms noted the impending flood within. Britney felt Dean tense and then deliver another power thrust. In and out he pounded, filling her over and over again. She arched her back as best she could in her folded position and whispered loud enough for him to hear, "Cum for me, baby." She looked in his eyes. "Fill...me...up..." Dean's mind overloaded as Britney asked him to cum. Pleasure radiated from his cock, he felt his balls tighten in the water, felt the pressure behind his cock suddenly reach its peak. He slammed his cock as hard as he could into Britney's pussy, holding her hips to him in a death grip as the wave of sensation shot through his entire being. His mind went blank and all he felt was her warm tight tunnel as it clenched and unclenched around his cock as it grew within her, jerking uncontrollably. Britney's words had found their mark, directly in the mind and heart of Dean's existence. He stiffened, thrust deeply and held her tight against him as he shuddered. She grinned, giddy in her triumph as he grunted loudly, punctuating the first surge of his seed. She stilled everything except her pelvic muscles, squeezing him over and over, feeling the warm sensation as it flooded into her, as his cum flowed into her. She gasped, "Yes...just...like...that....oh yes...baby....that's it..." Each word, spoken in genuine pleasure at his fulfillment punctuated in time with his grunts, with each eruption, with each shot of cum. Dean shook, still supporting his own weight as Britney milked him dry. He panted, trying to catch his breath as the weakest spasms of his cum pulsed deeply into Britney's waiting pussy. It had been magnificent in its intensity, overwhelming him for that brief moment, consuming him. His release and Britney were all that occupied his thoughts. He was free, trapped within his greatest treasure, experiencing her sexually intoxicating body. Dean glanced up to see Britney grinning at him, her tongue bit between her teeth, eyes dancing with a joyful exuberance. She had once told him that in that cusp of orgasm, she saw into him, saw the raw pleasure coursing through his eyes, exploding outward. She'd said there was nothing so beautiful then watching him lose control unable to do anything but be hers. She loved it, she treasured it. He was all hers. Dean shifted her legs to fall around his hips, but didn't withdraw from her. Wrapping his muscular arms protectively and lovingly around her, he kissed her fiercely, pouring his love and fulfillment into her, telling her wordlessly just how wonderful she was. Britney melded to him, inviting his tongue into her mouth as she turned the kiss into something more. Dean pulled back and smiled slyly. She was ready for her turn. COMMENTS ARE ALWAYS APPRECIATED