0 comments/ 6685 views/ 2 favorites A Surprise By: dennyrocks7 It was already becoming dark by the time he picked her up. As they drove home, he noticed something, a sense of quiet about her. He couldn't quite place it, but something was definitely up. At home, as he dropped his keys and wallet onto the dresser, he felt her hands slide around his waist. His belt suddenly loosened. The hands struggled at the button on his pants, and he smiled at her awkwardness. Something was definitely up. Turning, she was smiling coyly back at him and they kissed. Her lips were soft and sweet. His hand found the back of her head, and they stood there, locked together. His pants fell. She had figured out the button, after all. Pulling away, looking into his eyes, she traced her hands down his chest and stomach as she knelt. He was already excited and she chuckled. She ran her nails down his hips and thighs. He exhaled deeply. His skin prickled and he shuddered lightly. She began to kiss him quietly, first his thighs, then below his belly. He swelled, inches from her soft, sweet lips. She exhaled over him, licking long, slow lines all around him. He grew firmer, his member arching, thick and swollen. She kissed him loudly, the only sound aside from his breathing. His hands reached for her, but she ignored them. Her tongue lapped out at his underside just below the head, finding that one spot she just knew drove him crazy. His mouth opened, his breath held for that single, long moment. Softly, at first, then harder, she sucked at the at that sweet spot. His thigh muscles began to twitch, his throbbing length bouncing and flexing with each pulse of her breath. Soon, he found her reaching up, taking his shaft in her fingers. Holding him down against her wet lips. "Ahhhhhh..." a long sigh accidently escaped him. She smiled, giggling. God, he loved that smile. "What now?" she toyed, massaging him lightly with her hand. "Please," he pleaded. "Because you asked nicely," she said, and took him into her mouth. He felt himself swell at the pleasure. His muscles spasmed again, vibrating against her wet mouth. He had no idea how she did it. Slowly, she worked herself back out, pausing to lap at that one spot again with her tongue just before he slid out of her completely. He knew he wasn't going to last long at this rate. "You're so good at that, baby. You know that?" She smiled again. God, that smile. Without blinking, her hand glided up his length, squeezing at the tip, and back down again making long, slow strokes of his manhood. Following her hand, she took him in again, this time holding him deep and rocking her head lightly. Her opposite hand came up -- found him -- massaging his balls. He felt his muscles tense, growing tighter with each bob. He was so close now. Worried, he suddenly tried for her attention. "What about... You know?" his eyebrows arched, quizzically. Briefly acknowledging him with a seductive moan, her eyes moved back down to him without pause,. She increased her pace, her hand now working along with her lips and mouth . "Umm... Okay," he groaned, so close now. He guessed he had his answer. He'd always felt self-conscious about his seed. He was sure it couldn't be much of a pleasant taste, but he knew she would hungrily swallow every drop of him just like she did every time. Gazing into her deep brown eyes, he knew he loved her unconditionally. Maybe there was -- he wondered -- some part of her deep down inside that wanted to taste him; maybe she even enjoyed the feeling of him spurting thick ropes of cream into her mouth, knowing she was in absolute control of his pleasure. With the tension building, his thoughts clouded all this out, though. She felt the stirrings of his impending orgasm as his balls tightened in her other hand. Just as he neared that final peak, she took a deep breath and plunged down onto him, taking his entire length back into her mouth and throat. He let out a last, deep, long sigh and exploded into her. She moaned softly, sending vibrations down his shaft, into his pelvis. His member pulsed uncontrollably, her lips imprisoning his pleasure. He flowed into her, filling her as she slid him back out to his crown, then slowly back in again. Her hand squeezed his balls tightly, and he gave one last, weak spurt. Slowly, she let him slide out, her eyes locked on his. Swallowing, her hands glided up his body. She began to place cute, squeaky kisses all over his shaft and head. Sighing, he dragged his nails up and down her now outstretched arms, needing to feel her body. Giggling, she took him back into her hand, making long, slow squeezing motions. One tiny, final bead of his pleasure squeezed out and smiling, she seductively lapped it off him. He felt as if she'd milked every last drop completely out of him, if that was physically possible. Seeing her lick her lips at him playfully, he decided that if anyone could do it, she could. "You taste so good, baby," she groaned, her voice husky and sensual. This made him smile uncontrollably. It was like she could read his thoughts. God, she was so perfect. He was so painfully in love he couldn't resist anymore. He pulled her off the floor, holding her close. He kissed her wet lips deeply, wanting -- needing her to know that he appreciated her. The thought of his taste in her mouth didn't bother him in the least. His tongue flicked out at hers. His member hung between them, twitching lightly. "What a surprise you had for me, sweetheart," he whispered into her lips playfully, thinking of a surprise of his own. "My turn." A Surprise She was an asian girl I met through friends at Uni. Alisha was her name and she was heavy breasted with wide hips. She was not fat, but curvy. She was short with long black hair and deep brown eyes and not particularly attractive. Not ugly, but not beautiful. She had a crush on me, but I have to admit I never noticed at the time. She was plain and her plainness covered a sexual passion of an intensity I had never experienced before or since. We were both in our late twenties; I had been through a messy divorce and had sworn off women for the time being -until I recovered my senses at least. She lived a few hours away by car and she invited me to come and hang out with her for the day. Even though I didn't find her attractive she was a warm, gentle woman -if a little simple-minded- and I found her attention flattering, so I accepted. We went bushwalking and within ten minutes she was on my arm, leaning too close, brushing against me and I knew I was in a fix. Her questions were too probing, too personal. I didn't want sex. I didn't want a girlfriend. And I didn't want the attention. Just friendship. But I could see she wanted more. I fought her off all day and we went back to her place for dinner. She had an older housemate called Leanne, who I also knew, and if it were not for Leanne's company I would definitely have gone back home. I paid almost no attention to Alisha over dinner. She tried to catch my eye, to engage her, but I just couldn't -she was coming on too strong. Leanne on the other hand was bright, friendly and good fun and we spoke deeply and meaningfully until well past 2am. Alisha had long given up and gone to bed. It was too late to drive home, so I slept in the spare room. I laid down with no thoughts about either woman. The night was cold and the house large and airy and I was cold in the makeshift bed. I finally fell asleep. I was awoken by something brushing my face. I opened my eyes and Alisha was on top of me naked, holding a heavy, round breast to my mouth. I could see her outline, her voluptousness and the passion in her eyes. I felt mad lust surging and burning in my hips. I had not had sex in a year. She told me in a gentle voice to relax. "I want to drink you," she breathed in my ear, now pressing her breasts to my heaving chest. She sat up. I looked at her plain face, her long hair, her 38 D breasts, her round bottom and I was hard. I wanted her like I have never wanted a woman before. She started sucking my hard cock and my precum flowed easily. "You're salty," she said. Her long hair lay over my groin, chest and thighs and I watched her head bob up and down on my cock. She sat up and told me that she had not had sex in months. "I have masturbated nearly every night for six months," she said. "I need a man, desperately." And with that I could stand it no longer. I sat up and threw her down on the bed. Her arms flung back, her hair fanned out on the pillow and she surrendered to me, opening her legs and arching her back to show me her hardened nipples, her pert tits, and her swelling pussy. Her pussy hair was fine and shaved down to a tiny strip. Her pussy lips were so neat and glistening with wetness that I just gazed at them for a few seconds. Although she was overweight, her body had no rolls as she lay there and her bulging hourglass figure made my balls tingle in anticipation. I pressed my hot, red cock to her cunt lips and slowly added my weight to it, penetrating her slowly and passionately. I sank my hardness deep in her and stopped to tease her. She was as tight around me as a virgin and she moaned with a deep voice. She put her arms around my neck and widened her legs. "I want you to take me. I want to feel your manhood. Fuck me now," she whispered, gazing into my eyes with hot lust. I was lost in passion and began slowly pulling my cock out and then penetrating her again. I lifted her arse off the bed and grinded my cock into her with a circular motion. I felt my cum surging inside me and I knew I wouldn't last more than another minute. I watched her body arch and release, her hips grind against me, her tits bounce lightly up and down with those hard, black nipples jutting out. I cupped her tits in my hands and sucked each nipple in turn. I started pounding her. I wanted her to cum before I did. She was so tight that I could not last. I felt the contours of her pussy as she gripped my shaft hard. I heard a splashing sound as I thrust into her harder and deeper, letting go to my passion. I could feel her slippery juice, her cum, along my hard penis, dripping on my balls and thighs. Her cunt muscles contracted against my cock as I plunged deeper and faster into her. "I'm cumming," she moaned, looking me in the eye and bucking against me harder and harder. I love making a woman cum, seeing her face contort, feeling my hardness, my masculinity, in her, filling her, as she surrenders her womanhood to me. She went limp and smiled in blissful release. I was fucking her like a slut and she was making love to me like a woman. I fucked her with firm strokes, grinding into her, pulling out fully and pushing deep into her. She was mine. I pulled out just as I orgasmed. I felt that powerful surge of tingles jolting through my body. I was racked in bliss. My cock spasmed in my hand and my man-juice shot first over her shoulder and then streamed across her tits. A man normally spasms five or six times when he comes, but I just kept cumming, spurting 12 times across her arching body. I had a double orgasm. She moaned, watching her lover climax. I was spent and Alisha pulled me down onto her. We met in a deep kiss. I could feel the heat in my cum on her heaving chest. "You poor thing," she said laughing. "You haven't had sex in a long time have you?" "No," I smiled back. "You are my first in a year." I felt so light, so renewed. I felt like a man. A Surprise * * * * * Click Here to listen. (4 min/mp3) * * * * *   My wife told me she sent a surprise attached to an email, so I immediately started downloading the file. It took some time, so while I sat there I tried to imagine what she might have sent me. It was a video file so I knew it wouldn't be a batch of still pictures, which was the type of surprises she had sent me in the past. Of course being a video file it took almost 30 minutes to download. Once it finally downloaded, I pulled my chair up to the desk where I had my laptop. The hotel had a very comfortable desk chair, so I simply sat back and relaxed as I took my mouse, moved the pointer to the file and double clicked. Not sure what the sound would be like I quickly took my earphones and plugged them into the computer. As the video started I found myself looking at my naked wife on the bed. Her legs were spread open and I had a perfect view of her. Now with the camera angle, her face was pretty much hidden from view by her breasts, which are very large, even when she is on her back. The light pink nipples were already hard, pointing directly at the camera, certainly worthy of a close up if there had been anyone there to zoom in. Of course my attention quickly dropped from her breasts to the main feature of the video and that is her pussy. My wife keeps her pubic hair trimmed short and thin, so while it is very dark, you still can see everything beneath. As the video continued she reached down with her left hand and pulled her labia just enough to give the fingers of her right hand access to her clit. Gently sliding three fingers up between her lips, she found her clit and immediately began a slow circling motion while her left hand slid back up to her hip. Looking down her slit a ways, I could follow the delicate curve of her lips down to just the faint peek at her opening. Wishing my cock were buried deep inside that opening, I continued watching. My wife suddenly paused the circular motions of her hand and I saw her move her fingers from side to side a bit, but once she had readjusted her fingers, she continued the circling again. It is fascinating to me that such a simple caress, three fingers on her clit can bring such pleasure to her, but just the thought of that had my cock hard as I continued to watch. From what I can see her lips were only slightly open and her fingers actually disappeared in between them, so I couldn't see her clit and what she was actually doing to it. What I could see was the results of what she was doing as her hips just slightly lifted up a bit. As her fingers continued, she lifted her hips again, just like she does when it's my cock sliding in and out of her. Soon she was lifting her hips in a rhythm, as if she were fucking, all the while her fingers kept circling, this time just a bit faster. Suddenly I heard something. Was it? Yes, a faint moan and I knew pretty soon I would be watching her come for me. Her hips moved up and down and her fingers kept teasing that incredibly sensitive clit. Wishing I could move my head in closer and slide my tongue deep into her, I heard my wife moan again, this time louder, a bit more urgently. She then lifted up her thighs, bending her legs at the knees so she could move her hips easier. She was close, I could see that in her as she seemed to tighten up her muscles while her hand kept moving very fast. She moaned again, a sound filled with an urgent need. I saw she was coming and the moan turned quickly into a whine as she lifted her hips up to her fingers and then suddenly pulled her fingers from her clit and clamped her legs together as her body convulsed in the pleasure. She kept her legs together for a few moments and then opened them back up to give me one last look at her beautiful pussy just before the video ended. Figuring I needed to take a closer look, I set the video to take up the full screen, pulled off my clothes and started the video. Grabbing my cock I began to stroke quickly, wanting to time it so I would come together with my wife.   A Surprise Margaret had seen W. from afar. His physique was certainly appealing, but even more attractive to her was the way he carried himself. He exuded a confidence rarely seen and his gaze seemed to encompass everyone within a visible radius. She hadn't dared to approach; surely a man like that would be the subject of the affections of several women at least. After all, Margaret was only visiting and she doubted there would be an opportunity to gain an introduction, or even manipulate circumstances in such a way that they could "bump into each other" and a conversation could ensue. She had been in town for a week now and had noticed him when he went out for lunch. She had also seen him on the train leaving the city and noticed that he, like many of the other passengers, had left the train at her station. She knew he must live nearby, since he headed out on foot from the station, albeit in the opposite direction from her hotel. With a week gone and only one more to go, and the work load from her overseas' assignment pressing on her, she doubted that an opportunity would arise, but, as she worked at her computer that night, she could not get the thought out of her mind that there was still a chance to meet him, and, perhaps, for more than just a meeting. The hours passed, and she finally finished what she needed to do for the next day. Time for bed at last, but her thoughts centered more on the possibilities that might come from a meeting as she slowly undressed. Her fingers lingered on her breasts, slowly circling the nipples and feeling them respond to her touch. They nipples became increasingly hard, standing up, erect, hardened to small pebbles of sensitivity. Her breasts began to feel heavy, full, and she hefted them, relishing the weight in her hands, squeezing them and reaching up to the nipples, twisting them between forefinger and thumb. The resulting rush of sensations to her core made her cunt moisten. Leaving her breasts, she reached to her panties, sliding them off her hips and letting them fall to her feet. Then, parting her labia, her finger slid into her cunt. She imagined his cock sliding there instead, and she added two fingers to the one already playing within. Her juices were flowing with more abandon and she massaged them along her lips and to her clitoris, increasing the waves of pleasure beginning to course through her. Her knees wobbled and she fell onto the bed, spreading her legs widely and using her fingers to fuck herself as he would. She wanted him, she wanted to cum for him, she wanted her cunt muscles to clench his cock, to flood around him as she felt his seed shoot deep within her. Margaret's back arched and she held her breath as the climax rolled through her. Her head lifted from the pillow and crashed back down; her body convulsed, and then she lay still, her limbs trembling and her breath coming in gasps. She had to find him, she had to have him, she needed his cock, she needed him. She slept soundly and awoke with a determination to consummate a relationship that had yet to begin. The following day, she worked hard all morning and then walked briskly to the restaurant where she had seen the target of her previous night's passion. She hesitated momentarily, drawing a deep breath for courage, and pushed open the door. The restaurant was full with the business lunch crowd. There did not appear to be an open table, and she could not see him anywhere. She moved further in and suddenly saw him sitting at a table in the far corner of the room. She moved closer, hardly knowing what she was doing or what she would say. Her body seemed to guide her and she found herself near to the table without realizing quite how she got there. W. looked up, catching her eye and holding his gaze as he gestured at the seat next to him. "You look a little overwhelmed. It does get crowded in here at this time of day. Would you like to share the table with me?" "Thank you," she managed, as he pulled out the chair for her. "I come in here so often that they usually reserve this corner for me. It's a little quieter back here. It's more.......... private." She swore that his eyes twinkled a little more brightly as he added the last statement. "I've seen you on the train the last week or so," he said, "but I don't remember you there before. Are you new to the area?" He'd noticed her, and the knowledge made her heart beat a little more quickly. "Not exactly, I'm here on business for about a fortnight , trying to sort out some issues that the head office has with this branch; it's not a move, just a temporary assignment, although the area is lovely." She was about to add something about the present company being equally so, but bit her tongue before the words escaped, wondering if, by watching him she might be suspected of stalking. He seemed, though, to sense the thought even if it was not expressed., and a slight smile played across his lips. It was just as she was about to launch into inanities about the weather that she felt a hand on her knee. "You are a very attractive woman, and I've seen you looking at me when we leave the station. Do you share my interest in getting to know each other a little better?" She did, of course she did, but here, in the restaurant? Was she ready for a stranger's hand to be climbing up her thigh as his was? The table cloth hid the movement from view and she realized, as she parted her legs slightly that she was indeed ready. In fact, the moisture gathering between the thighs now being caressed, told her that she was more than ready. Any other time, she would have shied away from such close contact with an almost total stranger, but this had been the source of her fantasies the previous night, and it was fast looking as though those fantasies might become reality. She suddenly realized she had not responded to his question, but it seemed as though W. no longer expected an answer, based on her unspoken response, or lack of it, to the positioning of his fingers. "You don't look surprised, or shocked," W. said. "Perhaps I was right about that look in your eyes each night when you glanced my way at the station." W.'s hand climbed higher, and Margaret found herself moving her hips forward in the chair and spreading her legs further apart. "My, you are wet," W. said as his hands reached their goal. It was all Margaret could do to not gasp and moan. She bit her lip hard, thinking at the same time of how his cock would feel between them. She didn't realize that she had closed her eyes until she heard W. chuckling. "It seems I have you quite distracted, perhaps we should take the early train out of the city." Margaret nodded. She moved her chair back from the table. Her knees were already wobbly and her heart was racing with anticipation. The idea of a train ride sounded tedious, but she wanted him, she needed him. They boarded the train, finding it unusually empty. W. smiled again."This time of day, everyone is at lunch or at work, the train is usually very quiet. Come on, the end carriage is usually completely empty." They climbed onto the train, settling into a corner just as the train pulled out of the station. W. slid his arm around Margaret's shoulder, pulling her closer. Her head turned towards him and their lips met, sending shivers of anticipation through her. She gasped again as W.'s hand retraced the path he had begun in the restaurant. As it began to reach its zenith, she could feel her hips begin to undulate. W. took advantage of the rise of her ass to reach up and loop his fingers through the sides of her panties, pulling them quickly from her hips. Margaret let him remove them as he revealed the cunt she had carefully shaved that morning. W. used his knee to push her panties to the floor, sliding his knee back up to spread her legs wide. The vibration of the train added to the sensations as his fingers spread her labia and slid between them. He began to use first one, then two, then three fingers to fuck her as she knew his cock would later. At the same time, his other hand reached under the straps of her dress pushing them off her shoulders to expose her bra. She could already feel her nipples hardening and pressing against the fabric of her bra. W.'s hand stroked over the fabric, and her nipples responded, rising and hardening even more. She could feel the fire begin to spread from her core, as her cunt began to drip. Her back arched, her hips lifted and she screamed, her juices gushing from her. She was still gasping as the train pulled into the station. Hurriedly, she pulled down the skirt and pulled up the straps of her dress. She knew that she exuded an aroma of sex and passion, but she hoped she could manage to escape any wayward glances from the front desk staff at her hotel. Her knees were even shakier than they had been before and she was grateful for W.'s arm around her waist helping to support her. They completed the quick walk to the hotel and avoided the staff as they entered the elevator for the trip to her room, W.'s hands roaming through her wetness yet again, and his lips nuzzling at her neck. She flung open the door and stumbled to the bed, W. right behind her. Her hands began to unbuckle his belt and unzip him before the door was finished closing, and his hands quickly stripped the dress from her shoulder, her panties long forgotten on the floor of the train. He removed her bra, exposing her full, heavy breasts, the nipples hard and erect, as she dropped his pants and boxers to the floor. He lowered his head to suckle at her breast as she tore off his shirt, sending buttons flying in her haste. He threw her onto the bed, his hands pinning her arms above her head, and his knee once again spreading her thighs. He lowered his head to her breasts again, licking, biting and pulling at her already sensitive nipples. Both knees now between her thighs, he pushed her legs further apart. His cock stood hard and erect, ready to enter her. Juices dripping from her cunt onto the bed told him how ready she was and her hips lifted as his cock began to slide into her. She could feel herself being stretched as he pressed deeper. His pace increased and she longed to feel his cum shoot deep into her. Her hips bucked in rhythm with his thrusts, causing his cock to pound against her cervix. With a deep breath and a throaty scream, she came hard, her cunt gripping him. He continued to thrust and then, suddenly pulled out, leaving her feeling empty. W. moved from the bed and walked to the dresser, his cock still hard and jutting out, dripping with the juices that had gushed when she came. He opened the first one drawer and then the other. Pulling out several stockings, he approached the bed again. Slowly he lifted one of Margaret's hands, kissing the palm and then down along her wrist and forearm. With gentleness and purpose, he used one of the stockings and tied her wrist to the head of the bed, repeating the action with her other arm. He then moved to her ankles, kissing and tying each of those to the foot of the bed. Still shaking from the intensity of her climax, she was unable to resist as he pulled the restraints more tightly, spreading her legs even wider, and opening her cunt to his view. As she started to gain better control, Margaret pulled at the restraints. It simply tightened them, and for the first time since she had talked to W. in the restaurant, she was beginning to wonder if she was doing the right thing. W. moved towards the door and then returned to the bed, kneeling beside Margaret and rubbing his cock against her lips. She opened her mouth eagerly, the restraints almost forgotten as she felt the head of his cock against her tongue. She ran it firmly over and around the shaft, feeling the ridges and the pulsating veins. She could feel him jerk as she took him to the back of her throat, her breath drawn in to allow him deeper. Her cheeks sucked in as she drew him in and then released him, allowing him to slide out slightly. Feeling in control, she continued the rhythm, pausing from time to time to swallow the pre-cum that seeped from the tip of his cock. W. could feel her throat muscles contracting and reached for her hair, running his fingers through it and then gripping it tightly and drawing her head back as he began to fuck her mouth and throat. Unconcerned, or perhaps aroused, by her gagging as he plunged more and more deeply, his cock started to twitch and jerk. He came hard and copiously, his hot seed jetting into the back of her throat. W. pulled his cock out, letting the remnants of his stream drip onto her breasts, running slowly into the valley between them. Margaret had cum when he did. Her eyes were closed from the intensity of it, and she was trembling as she felt her cunt being penetrated. Surely he could not be ready again so soon. The thought was insubstantial, blurred by the aftershocks of her orgasm, but it began to coalesce as she rode the wave on its downward slope. Definitely, she thought as the cock slammed into her. Her eyes blinked open, seeing W. sitting there watching her, that same smile on his face, his eyes focused on hers. "I'm glad I distracted you so well that you didn't hear the door open." He scooped some of his cum from her cleavage, rubbing it across her lips with his finger. Still slightly tangled in the after effects, it took Margaret a second to put together the fact that it was impossible for W. to be sitting where he was and to be fucking her as hard as he was. She gasped, looking down the length of her body to the man whose cock was stretching and impaling her. "I thought I would share you," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. It couldn't be happening, and yet it was. She pulled ineffectually at the bonds W. had so deftly tied. "Why?" she managed. "I thought you might be as arousing to watch as you are to fuck," he replied. He certainly seemed to be enjoying the scene playing out in front of him. His smile broadened. Despite herself, despite the emotional and moral protests flitting through her mind, Margaret had ceased to struggle. She couldn't help herself. Her previous climaxes had done nothing to lessen her arousal. Inversely, it was increased. She wanted and needed more, and she was certainly getting it. Hard and fast, the cock in her cunt continued to pummel her, raking over the most sensitive parts of her and causing the waves of climax to begin again. She came, and still he fucked her. She came again, and again, and again -- one upon the other -- barely able to draw breath between them. Her screams were making her hoarse and she was barely aware of the two men changing places. W.'s cock, hard and ready, pushed into the void left by his friend. His friend's cock pushed hard into her mouth. Margaret was impaled between both sets of lips and reveling in the sensations. Again her climaxes mounted one upon the other. Both men erupted almost simultaneously, filling her with heat and satisfaction. Margaret felt them pull out, felt the rush of fluid from her cunt, and closed her eyes. Her breathing was rapid, her heart raced, the taste of semen was on her tongue and in her throat. She relaxed in the glow that was still spreading to her extremities. She vaguely heard W. speaking. "Perhaps tomorrow, we could invite two friends," he said, as he untied the stockings. "Perhaps later this evening," she replied, her smile matching his. After all, she still had almost a week left on her assignment. A Surprise I am working hard on computer, answering emails and working on a new story, so I don't hear Jamie come into room until he is right behind me and lays his hands on my shoulder. I jump about a foot and then melt as he massages my shoulders. "Too tense," he tells me. "You need to relax for awhile." I lean back in the chair, enjoying the feel of his strong, warm hands on me. I barely finish the email was I working on and shut down the computer -- time to enjoy being with him. Turning, I stand and move into his waiting arms; where he gives me a long hug, then take my hand and leads me to the bedroom, where I take in the scene: silken ropes laid at each corner of the bed. Since I know he doesn't care to be tied up, this must be a treat for me. I turn and put my arms around his neck and turn my face up to his. We kiss long and deep, with passion and love. I feel his hands gently caressing up and down my body, pulling my shirt up as he breaks the kiss and pulls it all the way off. Then he slowly undresses me, savoring each bit of newly exposed flesh until I am lost in the passion he brings to me. Once I am completely exposed to his eye's caress and trembling with anticipation, he takes my hand and leads me to the bed, where I lie down in the center and we play with pillows so I will be comfortable lying there. He takes my right hand and kisses the palm, then pulls it up towards that corner of the bed. I watch as he wraps the cord several times around my wrist and ties it off, before tying the other end to the headboard -- not stretched too tightly, but secure. He moves around the bed and repeat the procedure on the left hand. I can feel my pussy getting wet in anticipation -- and just a tiny bit of nervousness at being helpless. He then move to foot of bed and secure first my left, then right foot -- again -- tied securely but not stretched uncomfortably. I'm left wide open to his loving perusal. Just feeling his eyes on me turns me on -- knowing he desires me. He smiles and moves back to where my head is and bends over to kiss me deeply. Then he turns and pulls something out of drawer ... A scarf? But I am already tied hand and foot ..... He folds it over, and then brings it to my head as I understand what he intends to do with it. The look he gives me is a question, and I smile and nod my head. I lift head so he can wrap scarf around my head and render me sightless ..... I sigh deeply and lie back against the pillows -- heart beating fast and trembling with excitement as I wait. My hearing seems more acute and I can hear a drawer opening and feel him sitting on bed beside me. Something soft touches my hard nipples ... a light feathery touch. One of my big ostrich feathers was, no doubt, too tempting to him to use as a "torture" tool. Shivering, I moan and squirm as I feel the gentle stroke all around my breasts -- then tickling my nose.... "Hey," I protest, "that's not fair, I can't scratch my nose." I feel him bend over me and kiss my lips, then the tip of my nose, before he goes away again. "Mmmmmm, oh that feels wonderful," as I feel the feather stroking my inner thighs; and it feels oh, so very erotic brushing over my pussy lips. He plays for a little longer, teasing and torturing and turning me on, until I am all but begging for more. I feel him get up and then I hear his steps as he leaves the room, closing the door behind him so I can hear nothing more. Soon, I hear footsteps and the door opening, and more steps... It almost sounds like more than one person's footsteps, but I can't be sure. I hear something being set down on table by bed, and then I feel the bed move -- not sitting down but leaning over me. Then -- brrrrr! -- His mouth against my erect nipple is FREEZING! "O-o-o-oh, that feels good!" I can feel the ice cube moving around his mouth as his tongue circles my nipple. He move away and I stir restlessly -- anticipating cold on the other nipple. But he moves to my mouth and let me suck some of the water from the cube until it is gone. His mouth gradually warms as we kiss and then he pulls away. This time I can hear the ice cubes clanking against the glass when he picks it up and can only lie there wondering what will be his next target.... I don't have to wonder for long as I feel his head between my legs, then a shock of cold as he licks and sucks on my clit. I moan and arch to open wider as he move his freezing tongue down and begins licking the length of my slit. The ice melts quickly and I can feel the water join my juices trickling between my legs. As he continue to lick my clit his tongue warms and I am softly moaning and writhing beneath him, pulling at the cords as I try to get closer to him. He slides one, then another finger into my soaking cunt and begins to move them in and out in rhythm to match my frantic movements as he continues to lick and suck my clit until I begin to come -- my inner muscles clenching tightly on his fingers as he hold them deep inside me. One spasm after another -- slowly diminishing in intensity and gradually further apart until I lie still - breathing hard. He moves to lie beside me and I can feel his warmth as he has stripped when I couldn't see. He tweaks one nipple, and then other -- both still very hard and very sensitive from the orgasm -- then gently sucks on one then the other. Then, as he kisses me, I can taste my juices on his tongue. As we continue to kiss deeply I can feel his arm move down towards my pussy again ... Until I feel something probe my lips. He has one of my vibrators and he turns it on as he slides it into me -- deep as it will go and I squirm and hump against his hand as he hold it there. I can feel the vibration against the bone inside -- the same one that is behind my clit and I tremble as I feel the vibration from there stimulating my clit. He continues to slide the vibrator in and out as our tongues dance together, leaving me totally wrapped in the sensation, moving hard up and down and circling my hips, as I mindlessly reach for another wrenching orgasm. Soon it comes -- wave after wave of spasms as I cry out loudly. Now totally spent and limp I collapse as he withdraws the vibrator. He kisses me gently and I feel him lying close to me as my breathing and my pounding heart gradually return to normal. I feel him move away and get off bed. But then, I hear movement on other side of bed, and I automatically turn my head that way as though I will suddenly see where sound came from. I start to ask who is there, but from the side of bed where he was I feel he (or someone?) placing a finger over my mouth as though to silence me. And yet, I still feel movement on other side of bed -- there IS someone else in room who has been watching him bring me off. 'We have talked about bring another guy to our bed,' I think to myself; and as I am lying there wondering if it was finally going to happen, I feel bed sink down on that side of bed and sense movement towards me. I feel a hand on my breasts, which feels very soft and smaller than his, touching and playing with my nipples, rolling them between their fingers, then pulling on them and pinching lightly. Then I feel the hand moving lower; it slips between my legs and into my slit as I moan and stir restlessly. And then I feel fingers circling and gently rubbing on my clit. The hands move away, then I feel the bed shift again as someone moves closer until I can feel something ... maybe a leg, up against side of my head. Then the bed shifts again as I more sense than feel that one leg is going up over my head and someone is over my face -- straddling it. I can feel someone take my hand -- feels like Jamie's hand -- and squeezing as though re-assuring me. I can smell a musky smell -- like my own, not like a man, over my face and lift my head to kiss what is there. This is definitely a woman -- and I eagerly stick out my tongue to taste. Blind aim is off a little as my tongue reaches only hair, but I feel her shift a little closer so her slit is within reach. I strain to get closer as I begin to lick her slit which is already dripping. 'She must have liked watching he play with me,' I think to myself as I strain against the ropes. This is my first time with a woman; and I really want, need, to touch her too; but knots are not slipping at all and I can only lick with my tongue. I can feel her move little closer and I dive in with my tongue again. 'Oh, there it is!' I think to myself as I find her swollen clit. I lick hard against the throbbing button and I can hear her moaning -- but still have no clue who is here. I lick and suck -- up and down length of her slit, then circle and lick on clit as she begins to hump against my face; moaning louder and getting close to coming. Suddenly she pushes down against my face, almost suffocating me as she shudders in orgasm. Then she moves away and lies down beside me. I can feel her soft, warm body beside me, and it's so frustrating not being able to touch with fingers or to see who is there. When her breathing levels off -- she leans over and kisses me full on lips and gets up from bed. Soon, I feel the bed move below me again as someone slides up between my thighs. Once again, I feel fingers begin to gently explore my soaking slit before being replaced with a tongue. I moan and squirm as the tongue circles around my swollen clit, bringing me to another shuddering orgasm. The hands on my thighs pause for a few minutes while I recover, then I feel the unseen lips as they kiss their way up to my nipples. First, the mouth sucks and licks my hard nubs, then it moves up to my own mouth; our tongues intertwining passionately as I feel a hard cock slide deep inside of me. He pounds me long and hard until his breathing tells me he is about to come. He pulls out of me and I feel him moving to the head of the bed. As the mattress moves near my head, I turn to find a cock pressing to my lips. Opening my mouth, I suck it in and he begins fucking my mouth. When I feel his cock start to swell in my mouth, he pulls out and I hear a deep groan as I feel several long ropes of his warm come land on my breasts and belly. The mattress moves once again on the other side of the bed, and I feel soft breasts brush against my ribs as a tongue moves over my torso licking up the come on my body, taking extra time to tease my nipples while they're in the area. She moves off the bed, and I hear door open and close After several long minutes, I hear door open and I can feel someone beginning to untie the hand he have been holding. I reach to remove blindfold and he lets me -- but, as I expected, there's no one but Jamie in room now, as he moves around bed removing one rope at a time until I am free. When he lies down beside me I push him onto his back and lean over he to kiss him, sharing the taste of the woman he brought to me. We kiss, long and passionately, and then I begin to kiss and lick down his body -- licking and sucking each nipple, planting a row of kisses down his chest and around belly button, and then moving down to his hard cock. I begin licking the hard length of him before slipping the tip into my mouth. Holding the base in my hand, I open my mouth wider and begin to fuck him with my mouth -- moving my head up and down -- sucking and licking him over and over until I can feel the tensing of his orgasm beginning. I then withdraw slightly so not to choke as I feel his spurting cum in my mouth, only losing a little out the sides of my mouth. I then move back up to snuggle close against his warm body; laying my arm over his chest and throwing a leg over one of his I drift off to sleep. A Surprise Thought you might want to have today's text in an email...and with the rest of the story.......... There you are....standing in the bedroom wearing a long black sleeveless dress. You give me a long look...you smile....and tell me to strip. I am standing there naked...and you guide me to stand in front of the bed. Stepping back you run your hand across my body and gently pinch each nipple. You tell me to start stroking my cock for you. you want to watch me make it hard while you slowly slide the dress off your body. revealing your beautiful body...standing in front of me wearing only a strapless black bra, sexy silky, black panties and black high heels. While my cock gets harder, you drop to your knees and gently lick the head head of my cock while I stroke it. You tell me to stop and put my hands behind me. You lick the underside of my cock and then take it all in your mouth. Your hands are on my ass...holding me in place while you slide your mouth up and down my hard cock. One finger slides to my ass..you gently push it in and out...a little deeper with each stroke...while you hold my cock in your mouth.... Stopping, you slide your body up mine and kiss my lips...long and passionate. AS I reach for you...you back away. You tell me to turn around and close my eyes. I hear you move...you tell me not to move....that you have a surprise for me. I feel you hand on the middle of my back as you gently push me towards the bed bending me over....making me lean against my hands. your hand reaches between my legs and strokes my hard cock. ..your other hand massages my balls. While you continue to stroke my cock...I can feel you moving behind me.....you remove your hand from my cock....you ask me if I liked your panties....do I think they are soft and sexy....I reply ....YES....then I feel something on my cock....your are wrapping my cock with your black panties and start stroking it....that feels amazing. While you are stroking my cock, I feel a warm liquid on my ass and your finger rubbing up and down...my cock jumps in your hand...you whisper in my ear.....I think you like that..... I am expecting your finger to ease into my ass as you are stroking my cock....making it so hard. You tell me I am a bad boy, and I need to be taught a lesson... You whisper again in my ear...are you ready for your surprise? I am waiting for your finger to penetrate me.... Instead....I feel something hard pressing against my ass...and you whisper...."I have a cock too." You can feel me tense as you start to push your cock into me....you push me into the bed....both of your hands holding my ass as you slowly push yourself into me.....slowly you pull out...then you push in a little deeper....and pull out....then push in a little deeper....then pull out...then you push your cock all the way in and hold it there....you lean forward and whisper in my ear..."you are mine, and now I am going to fuck you..." You slowly slide in and out of me....forcing me into the bed...my cock sliding back and forth still wrapped in your panties. as you fuck me, you tell me how much you enjoy it....asking me to tell you how much I like it.....then you stop and pull out of me....you roll me over and tell me to raise my legs....you want to fuck me and be able to see my face while you do it. Telling me that I cannot cum....you have other plans for that....you slide your cock in me and start fucking me....you grab my cock and feel how hard it is as you slide in and out of me. Your panties are still wrapped around my cock...and they are wet from how much my cock is dripping....you can feel me getting ready to explode....and you stop fucking me and let go of my cock...... You tell me that my cock is so hard, you need it inside you. you climb up my body and lower your wet hot pussy down on my cock..... It feels amazing being inside you...I can barely keep myself from cumming. you smile at the pleasure you can see on my face..... AS you grind your pussy on my cock, you know I will not last long....you do not care....you want to feel me explode inside you...you know it will be strong and explosive....you move back and forth slow and easy....grind your clit against my hips....you are so hot, you tell me you are close to cumming too....you keep riding my cock, back and forth.....as you start to feel your orgasm building, you tell me to cum....you can feel me tense up....and then my cock explodes....you can feel each thrust pulse inside you....you enjoy watching my head tip back as I moan in pleasure.....then you reach your climax as my cock finishes its release you continue to ride my cock as you cum moaning while you climax....your look so fucking sexy with your head leaning back and your mouth open.....you collapse on my chest burying your head in my neck.....my arms wrap around you as we hold each other tight... A Surprise Affair "You look awful chipper this morning," said my boss, as she walked past my cubby. "Is your husband back from his trip?" "Not until next Friday." I responded. "Well I am sure you can't wait for him to return! I know how you get when he is away. Are you planning on spending the whole weekend in bed again?" She asked with a sly grin. "You know it!" I laughed as she walked back to her office. What she didn't know was that the weekend in bed would not be with only my husband, especially after last night. . . The best night of my life started last night after I left work. It had been a long day and all I wanted to do was have a quiet dinner and a few drinks at the restaurant just down the street from my condo. I knew that the bar had some secluded booths that were just quiet enough to get lost in my newest book. I drove home and parked in my assigned spot in the garage before walking to the restaurant. When I arrived, I settled into a small booth in the back of the bar and signaled the cocktail waitress. When she came over, I noticed that she was about my height, had the same curvy, full figure and we had the same color hair. My husband had remarked several times how we almost looked like twins. Almost, as my boobs were a bit larger than hers. I had first pointed her out to him a number of months ago. I am one of those women who understands that a man is going to look at other women no matter what I say or do. So I make sure that he does not miss anything! "What can I get you honey?" she asked as she leaned against the table. "My regular!" I replied. My husband and I had been eating her for years, so most of the wait staff knew what I liked. " Comin' right up." And she was gone. I began to read as she brought my drink and salad. As I leisurely ate and sipped my drink I tried to get lost in my book, but it was not happening tonight. I put the book aside and began watching my waitress. As I watched her, I realized that we really did have a lot in common. Our long hair was parted and styled the same, we both chewed on our nails and she was constantly pulling on her bra strap! Her short skirt and tight top showed off her full curves. She also seemed to be great at turning down the advances of the many men sitting in groups or as singles both at the bar and at other tables. She did however seem to be paying a lot of attention to me, but I just figured that was because I was a regular here. "You live in the condos just down the street, don't ya?" she asked as she brought me a new drink. "Yes, I do." I replied. By this time I was starting to feel a pleasant buzz from the alcohol. "I think you are in the condo just above me," she said with a grin. "I can hear you and your husband having sex, when he is around. You two can really go at it!" she said with a wink as she sauntered away. I felt my cheeks flush as I watched her go to the bar. I knew I could be loud, but I did not realize that I was that loud. As she perched at the edge of the bar waiting for an order she looked at me and licked her lips seductively. Was she hitting on me? I immediately felt my heart quicken and my juices begin flowing. I had always been attracted to women as well as men, but had never really acted on it. I continued watching her as I finished my dessert and drink. I thought about what it would be like to run my fingers through her hair and kiss her full lips. I imagined the two of us locked together in ecstacy, nibbling on her nipples, while she fondled mine. I was really starting to get wet. "Could I give you a ride home? I am off in 10 minutes and you really should not be driving." She asked pulling me out of my fantasy. "That would be great since I walked." I replied, surprising myself. Was I really flirting back? As I waited for her to finish out her paperwork, I felt like a teenager. I hoped that I had not just imagined her flirting with me. We walked out to her car together. "I need to make room for you." She said as she bent over to clean off the front passenger seat. As she did, her mini skirt (which seemed shorter now) hiked up enough for me to see that she appeared to not be wearing any panties. She seemed to be taking longer than necessary to clean off the few books and papers. As she stood up, I brushed my arm across her boobs moving to get in the car. "Oh, I'm sorry!" I said blushing again. "I didn't mind." She said with another wink, making me blush even more. As we pulled out of the parking lot she asked "Would you like to come up for a drink when we get home? I know your husband is out of town and it would be fun to have a girl's night." "Sure, but I have to be at work in the morning," I replied. "No problem, so do I," she said. While we walked up to her condo, I felt her brush my hand a few times. Each time she did I could feel the electricity between us. As she closed the door to the condo, I could not stand it anymore and I reached up and ran my fingers through her hair. She immediately pulled me close and locked her lips over mine. I could feel the heat as she slid her tongue into my mouth, searching for mine. As our tongues met, I let out a moan of pleasure. I could feel her hands tighten around my waist as our tongues danced into and out of each others lips. When our kiss finally broke, she took my hand and led me to her to her bedroom. I could not keep my hands off of her as I followed her down the hall. Once in her room, she turned and began to undress me, first undoing each button on my blouse and then sliding it off my shoulders. She then unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans tugging them off my hips and adding them to my discarded blouse. She then got on her knees before me, and with her teeth pulled off my soaked panties. As she began to caress my swollen and dripping lips with the fingers of one hand, she undid my bra with the other. I felt her begin to slide her finger between my lips and I felt her tongue on my engorged clit. My knees went weak as I felt tremors begin to course through me. I began to moan and she sucked my clit between her lips. My hands began to caress and pull on my hardened nipples as I felt my orgasm building. As she licked and sucked my clit, I felt her probing fingers deep in my wet pussy. After only a few minutes I could not hold out any longer and came noisily over her fingers and face. I could feel my juices dripping down my thighs as my orgasm subsided. I could not believe that I had just had my first orgasm from a woman. I could not wait to do the same for her. When she stood up, I pulled her in close and began kissing her hard. I could taste my juices on her tongue and that got me going again. I pulled her shirt off over her head and quickly unzipped her mini skirt. I was correct, and there were no panties in the way. I thrust my fingers between her lips and found her wet and ready. We quickly moved to the bed where she lay down on her back, legs spread wide. I got on all fours before her and continued to slide into her dripping labia. She began to moan and pump her hips in time with my fingering. I lowered my mouth to her waiting pussy and she cried out in pleasure when my lips found her bud. She began to grind her clit against my tongue as my fingers found her g-spot. I could feel her muscles tightening around my fingers as she let out a gasp and began to come. I continued to suck greedily on her clit as her moans got louder, surprised that I was the one giving her such pleasure. Suddenly she pushed up hard off the bed. "Oh, oh, oh, that's it! I'm Cuming!" she moaned. "Don't stop." She began to grope for me and I slid my knees around her face in a 69 position without losing contact with her clit. I could feel my juices beginning to flow again as she thrust her tongue in and out of my pussy as her fingers worked over my clit. I began to copy her movements, sliding my thumbs over her clit while I tongued her soaked lips. I could feel my second orgasm building, another first, and began to grind on her face. Her hips were timed with mine as we both reached orgasm together only minutes after starting. Her cries of pleasure were muffled by me as I arched my back and began to yell out. "Ssh!" She said. "You might wake the neighbors!" I slid off her face and curled up next to her in the bed. We began kissing softly and gently rubbing our nipples together. I slid my hands across her ass and pulled her tight to me. I could not seem to get enough of her. She snuggled up close and wrapped her arms around me, rubbing my back and hair. She gently began kissing my neck, working her way up to my ears. She nibbled on my earlobe and lightly licked the outer edges of my ear. I could feel the goose bumps as they formed on my arms and neck. "So was that your first time?" she asked me. "Yes," I whispered. "Will it be your last?" she inquired. "I hope not." I replied.