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A Win Win

By: Sweet_Shay



I stood against the wall and watched him as he studied the table. Gently, I continued to rub the tip of my cue stick with the blue cube of chalk, watching him.

Other than quick glances and an occasional wink, we concentrated on the game. Each one methodically clearing the table. He concentrated until I made a strategic move. He then lost his focus. He had his one and seven ball, I still had four balls on the table. I knew it was time.

He noticed my hands as I gathered my lavender blouse just above my tiny, silver, double heart belt buckle. Slowly, I began to untuck my blouse.

I pretended not to hear his sigh as I stepped to the table. I lined up on my ten ball and missed the shot. A little smile spread over his face as he stepped back up.

I placed my cue stick against the wall and began to unbutton my blouse starting at the bottom. Slowly, I worked my way up as I focused on the red felt table. I could feel his eyes on me. When he took aim on the cue ball, I spread my blouse open. My breast were covered by a lavender satin bra. 

I heard the sound of the bad connection of his stick to the cue ball. That's when I made eye contact with him. His went to my filled bra as I walked to the table.

He watched as I lined up each shot, one after another. First the fourteen ball, the ten, then the two and finally the four. As I chalked up I watched him. He gave me a daring little wink. I made sure he had a perfect view of my breast. I lined up my shot on the eight. Tapping the ball but just a little too much. I scratched.

I placed the stick on the table and moved to the wall. I bent my knee and placed the heel of my white roper to the floor. 

He placed his stick with mine on the table and smiled as I curled my finger motioning for him to come to me. He stood in front of me. As I placed my hands to my belt buckle, he lowered to his knees taking my offered boot in his hands. Removing it slowly as I unbuckled and unsnapped my jeans. He moved to the left boot as I unzipped my jeans.

I placed my palms to the wall.

He reached up slipping his thumbs inside the waist of my open, belted jeans. I smiled as I felt my body slowly being exposed. He peeled the jeans down and removed them. Gently, he lifted my right leg and placed it over his left shoulder as he kissed my tummy. I felt him tease me 'S' charm at my belly button. His warm breath felt intoxicating passing over my skin. With the tip of his tongue narrowed, he began tracing a line from my belly button to top of my slit. Without thought, my hips moved forward offering myself to him. My hands went to his head, holding him snug to me. My back arched as I felt the tip of his tongue press into my pussy. He kept the tip on my hood and lightly circled it. I felt his big hands take my hips to support me as my body melted into his mouth. With a slight tip of his chin, his tongue traced my slit. He maneuvered his tongue so that it flicked over my labia. As I fought to control my breathing, he began to explore my pussy. Sliding his tongue between the folds. Leaving no crease untouched. By the time I realized my breathing had quickened, he was pushing his tongue in and out of me in a fast rhythm. 

We both knew I was so close to going over the edge. He knew how to play my body like a fine instrument so he decided it was time.

As he took my hips in his hands, he opened his mouth wider. With his tongue still pressed into me, his top lip rested on my sensitive clit. When he began to suck at me while making contact with my clit and moving his thick tongue in and out of me ... I lost it. As my body released to him, he began to lap up his reward. Again, I felt his tongue scooping into me. This caused little after shocks radiate through me. 

As his licks began to slow, I knew I wanted him inside me.

I released my grip and reached for his arm. As he stood, I pushed away from the wall and walked to the nearest rail of the pool table. 

I placed my back against the rail and reached for his belt buckle. I smiled at the sight of his jeans bulging like they were. I knew he was ready. I had his pants undone quick and watched as his heavy, thick cock fell forward with a bounce. I had to run my finger through the slick, shiny coating that was on the head. He watched as I brought my finger to my mouth as he slipped his jeans down.

I turned so that I was facing the table. Taking my open blouse and pulling it up, I gathered it in one hand. I leaned into the table as pulled the shirt up over my butt.

I heard his low moan as I presented my ass to him.

My heart jumped as I felt him press the hot, slick spongy head to me. He rubbed it up and down. As he moved it over my ass I could feel the thin line of precum he was leaving on me.

Resting my shoulders on the rail, I reached to the front clasp of my bra. As I opened my bra, my breast had a soft sway to them as he bumped me ass lightly.

His big hand brushed over my ass, I spread my legs more and planted my feet firmly. I knew what I was about to get.

He placed two fingers on his thick shaft and pushed his cock down as he lowered into his position behind me. I felt the mushroomed head pop up and touch my wet pussy when he removed his two fingers. In perfect form and timing, I lifted a little as he placed the head at my opening. I lowered, he pushed up. I felt him pop into place. Such a good fit. He slowly sunk his cock into me. I loved feeling him take his place inside me.

He quickly got into a rhythm. The angle was nice. I could feel him his cock rubbing my g-spot. I reached to my nipple and began to tug at it rolling it between my fingers and twisting. I squeezed my pussy around him and his thrust grew harder. I could feel his balls slapping at my ass. My tits were bouncing in time. I felt the ache deep inside my core. At that moment my pleasure poured from me.

I reached down between us...gently taking his balls in my hand. As he started to empty inside me, I had to fight for my balance. His body slammed into me. Over and over. He pushed me into the table as his thrust slowed.

He slowed and leaned over me. 

As he laid over me and his cock softened, I could feel his cum spilling from me and streaming down my inner thigh. 

A Win-Win



My first adult fic(: This story revolves around two characters I had created for a roleplaying site. I hope yall enjoy.  (/ajsjs/ = Italics)

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They walked down the muddy path in silence, Caine McQuinn, the hunter, and Lady Neveah, the noble. Each of them ambled on thinking about the events that landed them in the current situation. If the Marchioness hadn't pushed her daughter into an arranged marriage Neveah never would have run off. If McQuinn hadn't needed coin so bad he never would have agreed to help track down the rogue bride. If only Neveah's family understood her she never would have been forced to marry. If McQuinn had followed in his father's footsteps he wouldn't even be in a position to accept the family's plea. Pretty soon they were both "if-ing" the day they were born. 

Caine had finally caught up with the runaway bride after tracking her for two weeks. She had stopped at a tavern in a rundown town, cities away from her home, to eat and ask for directions. /Typical woman/, he thought. Her blonde hair was too clean, and her frock was too nice so she stuck out like a sore thumb amongst the few patrons in the shoddy bar. He took a deep breath before stalking up to her stool. She felt his stare boring holes in her back, and she turned around moments before Caine put a restricting hand on her shoulder. Recognition and fear showed in her eyes, and she attempted to dodge his thick arm, and run off behind him; that didn't really work out for her. He grabbed her around her slim waist and attempted to drag her out of the bar. The few men in the bar didn't even pry their eyes from their drinks to look at the ruckus. Large men dragging off pretty girls must have been a common occurrence in that town. Neveah noticed this and shuddered. Well, Neveah had no intention of going easily and threw her 110 pounds around as best she could. Finally, Caine just tossed her over his shoulder like a freshly killed doe, and if she wasn't so upset she would have noticed the nice feel of his hard muscles beneath her, his sculpted ass, and his warm breath heating the cotton covering her thighs. But, Caine did notice how her full breasts pressed against his back, and he couldn't help but brush his stubbled cheek against the soft, roundness of her upturned derriere. /All in the scuffle/, he told himself.

He carried her towards home until she ceased her kicking (which was surprisingly a long while), resigned to her fate. She refused to talk, and McQuinn wasn't much of a socialite, so together they traveled in silence. 

Now here they were. Half a day's walk back home when it began to drizzle and darken. The hunter looked up into the heavens, and predicting a wild storm, made the decision to stop for the night.

"We need to stay off the road, and find somewhere to sleep", the hunter explained as he directed his captive into the forest.

"What? Here?" The Lady blanched. The man surveyed her person. Clean blonde hair, clear, fair, skin, white clothes. /Heh, this'll be fun/, he thought sarcastically. 

"Yes, here. I don't exactly have reservations at a lavish five star hotel." She huffed and followed him passed dark trees. Things weren't going her way at all today. Caine shoved his satchel at her and told her to light a small fire. 

"If you think you can manage that, my /Lady/," he added snarkily. Neveah huffed. She wasn't useless. Before soon a fire was built, and a shelter made. A shelter, Lady Neveah soon learned, was for one person. She was speechless. 

"You," Caine said as he settled comfortably under the makeshift roof, "can build your own. I am paid only to return you to your family; not to pamper you." 

"But... what about wolves? And... and bugs!?" Caine scoffed. "Now, how did you expect to survive on your own? You sure are unprepared for a runaway." Truth was Neveah's 'escape plan' got a little fuzzy after the part where she slipped out of her family's manor. "You're a big girl," he continued," figure something out." With that he plopped unceremoniously onto his back under the shelter and watched her retreating back. Her slim, unblemished back...

/Gods, it's been so long since I had a good fuck/. He sighed to himself. When Caine wasn't working he lived in a cabin in the woods, alone, but that didn't stop him from seeking female companionship... or more so them seeking him. After his first romp in the hay (quite literally), he found he was rather good at that ever so important act, and that women were rather good at gossiping. His dick had barely dried when another lonely widow propositioned him. It was a small town, and bored wenches needed something to do, something, or rather /someone/, different than tired farmers and clumsy drunks. But, once you've had one wench you've had them all, and Caine was aching for something different. Something /aristocratic/. He looked up and saw Neveah carefully placing leaves on top of precariously placed branches when lightning blinded the earth, and her pitiful roof collapsed on itself. He unsuccessfully stifled a snort at her pout.

"Come here, Milady. I can't very well have you catching a cold." He moved over to give her space as she eyed him distrustingly and settled in. Her white dress clung to her body wet and translucent, and he got a quick glimpse of a dark areole before she crossed her arms over her chest. He drank in her damp blonde ringlets and petite body while she feebly attempted covering herself.

/Just look outside. Don't pay attention to him. Don't pay attention to him. Don'tpayattentiontohimdon'tpay/—"What are you doing?" She screeched. The hunter had placed a large hand on her shoulder and pulled a sleeve down. 

"You're soaked. It won't do your health any good if you stay in cold, wet clothes all night. Take them off." 

Neveah's mouth dropped open unattractively. "That's ridiculous! I'm not undressing. Here, in the woods, with you! You're mad!" He gave her a condescending look, a look much like a mother would give her ornery child.

"Do you know what happens to people that freeze in the forest? The tips of their fingers, toes, and nose chip off. Their eyes freeze shut by their own tears, and their blood freezes and expands, blowing up and cracking the skin, and their very heart stops mid-beat. Frozen." He barely stops from smiling at the girl's fearful gaze.

Now, are you going to stay modest and die or are you going to trust someone who's lived in the wild his whole life and live?" 

Neveah didn't hesitate this time and reached for the strings of her bodice. She began to pull them, and then slapped away the hunter's hands as he reached for her skirts.

"I shall undress for my safety, but I do not require assistance, especially from you! And, I demand you avert your eyes!"

Caine smirked. "Naw," he leaned back on his elbows, "and give you the opportunity to run away? I'll just sit right over here." He motions towards her wet body, "Do continue; I'm not touching."

/Because the way you're looking at me you do not have to/, she thought. The lady glared but went back to unlacing her bodice.

She might not have had a great escape plan, but Neveah did have the right sense of what to pack. She knew that people outside of her privileged home did not wear the same things she did so she did not pack her layers of petticoats and shifts and chemises- they would've made running hard too- and /thank Gods/- she thought. A full outfit would require a ladymaids assistance, and she didn't want this primate of a man /assisting/ her in any way. She felt his eyes devouring each inch of pale skin revealed, and feelings she couldn't identify pooled in her nether regions. As her dress hit the floor, leaving her in a thin shift, Neveah stole a peak over her shoulder to see Caine's eyes scanning her almost nude form.

/Gods, she looks good/, the hunter thought to himself. The Lady stepped out of her white dress, and he watched the soft movement of her breasts underneath the sheer fabric and imagined how they'd feel in his hands. She lacked the plump, womanly curves of the town woman, but she possessed a grace and sense of modesty the other women could never fathom having. Her scuffed boots stopped above her ankle, and he followed the slender curve of her calf to the smooth skin on the back of her knee. He easily imagined what it'd be like to kiss that sensitive part of her, while reaching under the soaked shift to brush her thighs, and finally grasp her soft buttocks. Keeping true to his word, Caine continued eyeing her body til he reached her face. She had laid her gown out and looked back at him. 

Her face was porcelain smooth no blemish at all besides the drying tracts of rain water. Her lips were pink, and he internally groaned when her little tongue darted out to wet them. Her features were small and proportional, but her eyes. /Dear Gods/, he groaned, this time not so internally. Her eyes were blue, this he had noticed before, but now he saw just how expressive they were. They seemed to broadcast everything she felt, and one by one Caine picked out the emotions. /Nervousness. Worry. Wariness. But not frightened; perhaps even curiousness... perhaps arousal/? He then knew for certain he would have her. Caine stood up as Neveah turned to face him, arms covering her chest. Stepping closer to her, the hunter placed his hands on her arms and pushed them away, never breaking eye contact. Her eyes widened as she watched her captor look at her lips, hungry, before he pressed his mouth against hers.

Her first kiss was not like how she'd expected it to be. It was better. His lips were soft and warm, and she felt her knees weaken when his pliant tongue pressed between her mouth to trace the shape of her teeth. He kept her arms in his hands, and pulled back to halfheartedly smirk at her closed eyes and breathless expression. Carrying his look downwards, he finally saw her perfect breasts sitting high on top her chest beneath a thin, very thin, cotton chemise. Dropping his head down he caught the tip of her right breast in his hot mouth, and -- "Oh!" Neveah gasped out as she felt his blunt teeth worrying her hard nipple. Caine sucked at the full tit before him, wetting the cotton fabric, before his body yearned for the real thing. He dropped her arms and pulled up the hem of her underwear. 

He felt the heat rising from her chest as her blush spread, and wasted no time in reattaching himself to a pink nipple. Her hands rooted themselves in his dark hair, as she mewl-ed her pleasure above him. He snaked one hand from around her back to grab the neglected breast, and weigh it in his hand. He was happy with the weight of it, and continued his ministrations til he got the urge to explore more. Moving his mouth to kiss at the underside of her breast he let his fingers travel along her ribcage and down her soft stomach to rest on her narrow hips. Neveah looked down with hooded eyes, as the hunter left hot marks down her torso til he reached her light blonde curls. With one hand Caine nudged her legs apart, and he studied the anatomy before him. Swollen, red lips dripping wet framed by small amounts of kinky pubic hair-- /Oh, Gods/. The pussy before him was unlike any other women's. Caine held the girl by her hips, and brought her wet vulva to his lips, tonguing her folds and brushing against her sensitive bundle of nerves.

"Oh, my Gods!" She screeched, hands anchoring on his shoulders. Caine parted her lips with his fingers and breathed in her musky scent. /Delicious/, he thought, before plunging back in, his tongue working ever closer to her small hole. He had just the tip of his wet muscle inside her, when her hands started to push him away

"No, wait..." Her words held little conviction. He ignored her, and pushed the rest of his tongue in her tight passage, hot liquid surrounding his muscle with each inward thrust.

"No. Stooop—oh, mmh" Neveah came to the realization of what she was allowing this strange man to do to her innocent body. He was the one who was dragging her away from her freedom, and back towards her family. She can't allow him to do—/Oh, dear Lord/— whatever it was he was doing. Even if what he was doing was the best feeling she's ever experienced. She tried to use all her strength against the man in front of her.

"Stop it!" Caine stood up quickly, and pushed the Lady to the ground. The hunter was no small man, and easily held himself over the girl, resuming his fondling of her soft tits. She began to struggle for real, and tried kicking him in the groin.

"NO! Help!" She screamed at the top of her lungs, and with a well-placed slap brought Caine out of his lust induced fury. He looked down at the naked girl beneath him, chemise pushed up to reveal tits marked with bite marks, heaving, and up to those pretty blue eyes over-filling with tears.

"Gods dammit," he said, releasing her. He wasn't the sort of man to use his force on an innocent woman. /Why am I such a Saint/? But, he didn't have to like it. He sneered at her,

"What, am I too common for you? Are the foppish fags of your class the only ones you allow between your legs?" Neveah didn't know what to say in response. She knew he knew that she hadn't allowed anyone to touch her like he just had.

"Put your dress back on. We don't want to ruin you for your /fiancé/." Caine threw her one last glance before settling down once more shifting his uncomfortably hard erection to a better position.

"Wait... what did you say?"

"I said: Put. Your. Clothes. On. I don't want to damage your precious fiancé's property." Neveah frowned at the idea of any man owning her, but suddenly she had a revelation.

"He won't be pleased if he comes to our wedding bed and finds out my purity is not intact?" It was more of a statement. Her innocence was the only thing she had that was truly hers. What better way to get back at her family and future husband than to give that innocence away? And to the same man they paid to retrieve her?! Caine wasn't sure he liked the radical change on his charges face. "Were you going to...?"

"Fuck you?" He chuckled at her flinch. "Was I going to deflower you, my Lady? Of course. I wasn't preparing you to play chess." Neveah tossed off her chemise and began crawling towards him, pendulous breasts swaying with each movement. The hunter's attention was split between the mischievous look in the girl's eyes and those jiggling tits. 

"Will you still?" She asked as she came in front of him, resting her hands on his large knees. 

"You go from moaning at the feel of my mouth, to crying out rape, to willingly wanting me to take your virtue?" He was perplexed. "Are you okay?" 

She smiled, shyly. "Well, if everyone is going to make me marry that vapid man when we return home... I have nothing to lose. Ya know he bought out all the other suitors? Men came and bid for my innocence. This way you get what you want, me, and I get what I want, freedom of choice."

"Win, win?" He asked.

"Win, win." Caine smiled devilishly at her rebelliousness, but he certainly wasn't going to complain. After all, he promised to bring her back, but not necessarily in the exact same condition she left in. /hehe/. Reaching forward he caught her chin in his hand and pulled her towards his face once again engaging her in a steamy kiss. This time she reciprocated, and chewed at the man's bottom lip while tentatively reaching under his vest. Caine pushed her hands under his shirts firmly, and Neveah smiled as her hands roamed over hard muscle and heated skin.

"Mmmh," Caine had once again found her wrinkled nipples, but it was he who had to hold back a moan as the Lady's small hand brushed his cock. Neveah's eyes opened wide when she realized what she had touched. His staff was swollen and sticking out the top of his pants reaching for her touch. Caine moved his wet kisses down her neck and shoulder before leaning away from her. He drank in her disheveled curls and darkened eyes while he reached for the tie on his pants. He soon had them undone, and pushed down to reveal his throbbing erection and balls. 

/That fits in me/??? Neveah wondered in disbelief and apprehension. It was much longer than she expected, and about as thick as her wrist. His testicles hung heavy below and dark hair covered everything but that hard member. /That hard, long/, intimidating /member/. Neveah realized she was staring, and blushed looking up at Caine's face. His eyes gleamed and he had a rather arrogant smirk on his handsome face. He reclined there watching her, and she wondered if he was expecting her to kiss his like he had kissed her's. Leaning over tentatively, Neveah put her hands on his thighs and, maintaining eye contact, pressed the tip of her tongue to his dripping cock. 

"Aw, fuck!" Caine exclaimed, pulling her hair lightly to dissuade her from continuing. He had only two women do that to him before, and he had not expected this proper aristocrat to take him in her mouth. And while he wanted to push his erection passed those pink lips and deep into her throat, he'd rather push pass a different set of pink lips. 

"Get on your back," he ordered gruffly. Neveah complied, but worriedly asked,

"Did I do something wrong?"

"Ha," Caine settled on top of her and pressed his cock against her entrance, "not at all. But, I would've finished in your stomach, and that wouldn't've helped you out at all." Neveah looked up into his eyes and mentally prepared herself for what she was about to do.

"Are you ready? It will hurt in the beginning."

The girl nodded, and felt a blunt pressure at her opening. That pressure increased to an uncomfortable-ness, til she thought he could go no more.

"Is.. is that all?" Caine tried not to chuckle at her adorable naivety. "No, I've reached your innocence. I will push hard to break it, and this is where it will hurt.... There's no going back after this." He added at the end. Neveah inhaled deeply and thought of the man she was going to marry. She had to do this.

"Do it. Please." Caine hardly needed more prodding, and with one hard thrust pushed his entire length into her tight cavern.

"/Oh my Gods/!" She screamed out at the pinching pain. She felt him still in her, and she almost regretted her decision. This wasn't what she was told it was like at all. He felt too large inside her, and her muscles clenched irritably around the foreign member, pushing him out.

"Oh my Gods," Caine exhaled, trying hard not to give into his urges and pound the tight body before him. Her pussy was hot and wet and soft and everything he had missed (and then some). He felt her velvety wall flex around him and internally groaned. Soon, he felt her relax under his body and began to remove himself from her liquid heat before sliding back in. He leaned down on his arms, and captured her lips with his own, inhaling her gasps of pain/pleasure.

"Ohhh," Neveah mewled. With each small thrust pleasure began to pool low in her abdomen. /Slam/! "Ah!" Suddenly, Caine thrust his full length inside her tight pussy and her arms went to his back for support. He pushed his hips away and towards her again, steadily picking up speed. 

"Oh...oh... yeeeessss, Ca... Caaaaine!" Neveah raked her nails down his tanned back leaving bright red scratches. He growled beside her ear before pulling up and grabbing her soft hips. He pulled her ass up to meet his thrusts in order to pound her harder, and with that adjusted angle reached a new, hypersensitive spot within her.

"OH! YESS!!" She screamed before shuddering under him, her already tight cunt spasming around his dick and making it near impossible for him to pull out. Caine let out a string of expletives before giving her one last hard thrust, and pulled out just in time to spill his seed all over her stomach and heaving breasts. 

"Oh my" Neveah managed between pants. "That was..."

"Pretty damn good?" Caine smirked through sweat and deep breathing. She rolled her eyes and lay still as the hunter rolled next to her and closed his eyes. They laid there til the cum on her dried in white flakes. 




A Win-Win



"I guess," Caine began, looking out the shelter, "once we start getting moving we can make our way back to town. The sun is almost showing." Neveah game him a long sidelong look. The large man lay on his back, muscled arms behind his head and semi hard cock against his stomach. The Lady got a naughty idea, and swung on leg over her 'captor's'. 

"Oh, do we have to leave so soon?" She pouted for effect while grinding her swollen pussy lips against his member. She tried not to smile at how fast he re-opened his eyes. Caine narrowed his eyes at her, /damn woman learns fast/. But, he couldn't ignore her already wet organ dripping along his hardening cock. He spared the outside forest from another look, and easily flipped their bodies so he once again loomed over her petite frame. This time her pout wasn't so fake. 

"I do suppose no one knows I have found you yet. We could always say you were harder to track than I imagined..."

Neveah smiled under him pulling his head towards her.

"Much, much harder than you imagined," she whispered before wrapping her legs around his waist and the hunter's tongue slipped once more passed those pink lips. 



A Win-Win Situation



It's another day in paradise here in South Carolina. Sunny and hot, a little too humid, but nice for tennis. My girlfriend and I were hitting balls on one of the beautiful clay courts at the resort where we are spending a week together.

We have been seeing each other for four months now, and it seemed like the right time to spend a vacation get-away together. We are staying in a rental condo near the beach, and playing plenty of tennis.

Her name is Susan, but she prefers Susie. Mine is Bob, just plain old Bob.

Susie is 24, a few years younger than I am. She played serious, competitive tennis in college. She played first singles on a very good Division One team, and she did very well. I have played for several years, but I do not have her classic strokes.

We started out today just hitting groundstrokes for a workout. The wonderful location and the excellent courts made it great. The only sounds were the "thwack" of our racquets making contact with the ball.

Susie is so competitive that it wasn't enough. She said, "How about if we play one set for fun?" Right, for fun. I knew better. I told her to serve first, and she won the first game at Love. I held my serve, and the match was on.

When we got to six games all, we agreed to play a tiebreak. If you are not a tennis player you may be wondering how a guy my size can have difficulty defeating a pretty little thing like Susie. Maybe you have seen some professional women's matches on TV, and you have seen the likes of Sharapova blasting winners. Susie is no Sharapova, but she has her competitive spirit (and her good looks).

Before we started the tiebreak, Susie said, "Let's make this interesting. How about a little wager?"

"OK", I said, but I had a better idea than money. "How about if the winner gets their sexual preference tonight, no questions asked?"

She smiled, and said, "You're on!" We had been having sex for a while, but it was what I consider "polite" sex. Missionary position, with quiet, subdued orgasms. I think one of the reasons it was so ho-hum was we used condoms. Delivering my cum inside a woman, through her mouth, vagina, or asshole, is important to me, and I think it is to any man. I think it completes the act for both the man and the woman.

With a prize like this at stake, I played like a demon. I was dripping wet and sucking wind, but I got the score to five-all in the breaker. For you non-tennis people, a tiebreak is first to seven, but you must win by two.

Susie's eyes were blazing; she was not about to let me win. I don't think it was the sex that inspired her, she just hates to lose. It was her serve, and I hit a good return and followed it in. She hit a passing shot that almost knocked the racquet out of my hand, but I put it away cross-court.

My serve now, leading six to five. I was too tired to play a long rally; I had to finish this quick. So I hit a spin serve to her backhand, and charged the net. She tried to lob over me, but I jumped for it, and hit an overhead for a winner. 

She thought about throwing her racquet, but her years of tennis etiquette stopped her, and she came to the net to shake hands. We left the court, and headed back to our condo.

As we were stripping off our wet tennis clothes, I said, "Let's shower together." Susie said, "Is that what you want for your victory?"

"No," I replied, "That is just to get started." She gave me a suspicious look, but we went in to the bathroom together. In the shower, we took turns soaping up each other's backs, and I reached around and touched her pussy.

I took a soapy washcloth and washed her between the legs. I pushed my middle finger up her asshole, something I had not even touched before. My finger was soapy, and it slid in all the way. She looked surprised and curious at the same time, and said, "Is that what you wanted to do, put your finger up my butt for your prize?"

I answered, "No. That is just foreplay." I used the removable showerhead to thoroughly rinse her crotch, both front and back. We dried each other off, and I led her back to the bed.

Susie laid down on the bed, and I knelt between her legs and gave her fresh, sweet smelling pussy a kiss. She spread her legs farther apart as an invitation for me to do more. I licked her vaginal lips, and flicked her clit with the tip of my tongue.

I surprised her by brushing her anus with my tongue, and then I just went for it. I licked her asshole, and pushed my tongue as far in as I could.

We were both ready for more, so I asked her to turn over. I said, "Lay face-down, and spread your legs just a little. I am going to get on top, with my legs outside of yours." She reluctantly did as I asked.

I moved into position over her, being careful not to put my whole weight on her. No condom this time, and I was excited knowing that my bare cock was going to go up inside her, and I would get to cum in her, instead of in a piece of rubber.

She said, "Are you going to, you know, do it that way? I'm afraid it might hurt, and I don't want to even try it!"

"Susie," I said, "A deal is a deal. I won, remember?" She didn't try to escape; she surrendered, out of her huge sense of fair play. I put the tip of my cock up against her tiny asshole, and tried to push it in. No way.

I got up and went into the bathroom, but all I could find was some of her lotion. I put some on the head of my cock, and it was pretty slippery. I went back in to the bedroom, and got into position again. I said, "Reach back with both hands, and spread your butt for me."

"That is so humiliating!" I reminded her that I had won, and she did as I asked. This time, when I pushed hard, about two inches of my cock went up her asshole. She gasped, and said, "I don't think -" but I interrupted her by pushing it in a little further.

She said, "Bob, that is uncomfortable", but my answer was to give her another inch. 

She practically yelled, "Bob, don't you think that is far enough?" My response was to push it in deeper.

She tried to crawl away from me, but I held her down. I put my hands on her shoulders to prevent her from moving away from me, and also to give me the leverage to push harder.

My cock was about halfway in, and I felt the tight ring of her anus just let go and relax. I could see her face, and the expression she had was a mixture of apprehension and lust.

She was not resisting or arguing any longer, and she whimpered as I pushed up in to her deeper. I am sure that now she wanted it in her as much as I did.

It has been my experience that the first time a woman gets fucked in the ass, she is conflicted. She thinks that it is dirty, but she likes it. She thinks that it is perverted, but she likes it. She thinks that it is humiliating, but she likes it. Finally, she just gives up and admits to herself that she likes it.

"My God, it's up in my stomach!" And I gave her the last two inches. When it slid in, she just said, "Uhh!" She was taking quick breaths, and exhaling sharply with a puff, like a woman in labor. "Good Lord, it's so big!" she whispered.

I held still, with my cock embedded in her pretty ass. I started to gently fuck her, not pulling out but just humping up against her smooth butt cheeks. Her butt is firm from lifelong tennis and weight training, but it is still silky smooth and feminine.

I felt myself getting close to coming, so I fucked her harder, with more in and out. I couldn't hold back, so I pushed all the way in and squirted my cum up inside her. I knew she could feel it, because she gave a little grunt with each spurt.

I don't think she had ever had sex without a condom, so feeling my semen shoot into her was a new experience. The dreamy look on her face indicated that she liked it.

I collapsed on top of her, breathing hard. After a few minutes I pulled my still-hard cock out of her. She had a look that said she couldn't believe what had just happened to her. I kissed her, and went back into the shower to wash up.

We cuddled up and drifted into a deep sleep, spooned together. In the middle of the night, I woke up not knowing why, and discovered that she had my cock in her hand, stroking and playing with it. She hadn't even touched my cock up until then. I think she felt a new affection for it.

We didn't try anything then; we both went back to sleep. At about 7:30 the next morning, Susie woke me up with a cheerful, "Let's go, time to play tennis!" I groaned, rolled out of bed, and went to the kitchen for coffee. She said, "Come on, I booked a court for us at 8:00!"

"Good God. Do we have to do this now? How about 10:00?"

She was relentless, and I dragged myself down the stairs behind her, and we walked to the tennis club. Once on the court, she was a stroking machine. She said, "Same game as yesterday, same bet?" I agreed. 

After a short warm up, we agreed to play just one set. I was tired, yes, but that is not an excuse. She just cleaned my clock. She won 6-0. I didn't get a single game.

We went back to the condo, and without a word we stripped down and got into the shower together. We soaped and washed each other, but she paid a lot of attention to my cock. She washed it thoroughly, and rinsed it clean.

After we dried off, Susie led me into the living room, and indicated that she wanted me to sit down in one of the chairs. She knelt down in front of me, and began to give me a great blowjob. I had no idea that she knew how to do that, but I guess college girls do get a liberal education.

I said, "Is that what you want to do as your prize, suck me off? Because I'm about to cum in your mouth!" She replied, "No. That is just foreplay." She abruptly stood up and turned around. She began to sit down in my lap, and I understood what she wanted. I quickly lined up my cock with her asshole.

When it touched her anus, she came down on it hard and fast, and took it up her ass in one continuous motion. I would not have shoved it into her that fast, I would have been more considerate, but she obviously wanted it that way. Her asshole clamped down and squeezed my cock several times. I didn't know if it was deliberate, or an involuntary spasm.

She pressed down hard on my lap, taking every bit of my cock into her. It went in pretty easily, so I must have permanently stretched her yesterday. She started to rock gently, swaying back and forth, and murmuring words I couldn't quite catch. I did hear some things, like "big", and "cum in me".

She reached down and gave my balls a tickle, and then moved up to her pussy. I couldn't see what she was doing, but I could tell she was playing with her clit in the same way she probably masturbated.

In a few minutes she exploded in a convulsive orgasm, grunting and groaning. When she caught her breath, she said, "Now it is your turn" and began lifting up and lowering herself down on my cock. Years of playing tennis and other athletic activities had given her the strength, balance, and coordination to do it.

She was literally fucking herself on my cock, up and down, in and out. I didn't move, I just enjoyed the feeling, and the view. My cock was disappearing up into the crack of her pretty butt.

Soon enough, I whispered, "I'm going to come." She sat down hard on me, with all of my cock up her ass. "Pump it into me", she said. She started to rock and sway back and forth again, and I shot my load into her.

She fell back on top of me, and we stayed that way for several minutes. When we recovered, we went back into the shower together and washed up. We dried off, and climbed into bed together.

As we were drifting off for an afternoon nap, I said, "Remind me. Who won today? I forgot."

She whispered, "We both won." We both fell asleep. When I woke up several hours later, she was already awake and aroused.

She fondled my half-hard cock, and I pushed my middle finger all the way up her ass. There were no objections from her; she just gave me a sweet, affectionate smile. I tried to get her to roll over face down, but she resisted. "I want to see you" she said, and she stayed on her back, and lifted her legs as far as she could.

I moved over her, and tried to find her asshole with my cock. She reached down, and guided it into place. As I pushed, she helped to insert it into her asshole. 

We maintained eye contact as it slid up her ass, little by little. She made a grunting sound, like "Uhh!" with each push. It took a couple of minutes to get it all the way in. When the last inch went in, she said, "Yes!"

She smiled affectionately, and kissed me. "I love to feel your bare cock in me. I love to feel your cum squirt into me. I can't get enough!"

I took my time, and slowly, gently fucked her. The only sounds were the steady squeaking of the bed, and her murmuring, muttering sounds of pleasure. Her eyes were closed, but with the first spurt of cum they snapped open and she reached her orgasm as well.

Her expression was pure ecstasy, and her eyes were glowing with lust. She said, "I could feel it. I love it!"

Obviously, life would never be the same for her, or for me. I was looking forward to a long-term relationship.

What a great vacation this turned out to be. We still had four days left!



A Win/Win Situation



It happened a couple of years ago, at the end of the term in college when a bunch of us chipped in to get a couple of kegs and enough munchies to get us through the night. We knew each other and hung out together on a regular basis but I wouldn't say we were all good friends. There was John - straight 'A' student by day but party animal at night except he couldn't hold his booze, Peter - a fairly regular guy who always seemed to have a girlfriend but never for long, Janet - a very pretty girl who acted hot and slutty but from what I heard never went all the way, Denise - the opposite of Janet, ok but not great looking and a real slut, Debbie - another really good looking girl who just went with the flow, had a few relationships but nothing long term and myself, Dave - average looks, getting decent marks but working for all of them, not a huge partier but I enjoyed letting go once in a while. Dave & I shared a two bedroom apartment which is where the party was being held.

As usual when you get a bunch of guys and girls together there was a fair bit of sexual tension in fact I'm pretty sure that Denise had fucked both John and Peter and I'd fucked her a couple of times at other parties. That night wasn't any different once the alcohol kicked in things got even raunchier when Peter threw a porn DVD on. I'm not sure if he was trying to gross the girls out or get one of them to bed with him but they were too drunk to get upset and too sober to fall for his advances. We all pretty much sat there watching them, drinking, making comments about either the acting or the script and at least for myself, getting hornier and hornier. 

Things kind of came to a head (no pun intended) when the actor blew his load in the woman's mouth and she made a big deal of showing it to the camera before swallowing. At that, Peter said, "oh ya, that's it - swallow his cum".

I'd never really seen Janet get pissed at anyone but she got right in his face, "That's right, just another guy who thinks it's cool to cum in a girls mouth but I bet you won't even kiss your date after she sucks you off, let alone if you cum in her mouth!"

"Of course not - I'm not queer, why would I want to taste my cum?"

"Exactly, it's ok for the woman to taste it but no guy is ever going to man up and taste his own cum!"

I likely should have kept my mouth shut but the alcohol wouldn't let me so I said, "Don't be so sure, just 'cause he's paranoid doesn't mean every guy's the same way." As soon as I said it, I wished I hadn't 'cause both guys looked at me with a "what the fuck are you saying?" look but said nothing and Janet just said, "Ya right" and let it drop which was fine by me. As the night wore on, Peter and Denise disappeared with a not so subtle, "we're going back to my place to fuck" as they left the apartment. Not too long after that John suddenly got up, went to the bathroom and we could all hear him puking his guts out. Being the only guy left I was nominated to go and make sure he was alive. Thankfully he'd made it there on time, hit the toilet and passed out on his side - cool!

When I came back to the living room to let the girls know he was alive but asleep, I heard them talking but what surprised me was they stopped as soon as they heard me coming. When I asked what they were talking about, Janet hesitantly said, "Debbie asked what I thought you meant by your comment earlier about guys tasting their own cum and I said you were likely just trying to get on our side but wouldn't be any more likely to taste your own cum than the other guys."

Now I'm sure I'm not the only guy that's ever done or said something they normally wouldn't but because they were a bit drunk, all the filters were gone and that's just what happened. I thought about it for a minute, pulled out my wallet and threw a $20 on the table. "Tell you what Janet, you suck me off until I cum in your mouth and then we'll kiss and I'll take my cum from your mouth. If I do, you owe me $20, if I don't then the $20 is yours."

"Ya right, do you think I'm stupid? You'll shoot in my mouth then tell me to keep the $20"

I thought about that for a bit and said, "Ok, then let's up the ante and I put four more, $20 dollar bills beside the first one. There ya go match that, if you're right and I don't go for it, you get $100 for a bj and if I'm right, I get your $100"

She was pretty much caught and knew it so she tried to get out of it by saying she didn't have any money. Surprisingly Debbie jumped in and said, "I'll put up the $100 Janet, he'll back out anyway so we can split his money between us." Obviously Debbie wanted to see her go for it as much as I did because when Janet still looked unsure she said, "ok, never mind splitting it - if he backs out the money's all yours and if he doesn't you only have to pay me back half of it. Come on, I'm sure you've given a blowjob for free so here's a chance to make some money."

Debbie's urging seemed to make the difference because Janet looked at me and said, "ok, if you're willing to pay $100 for a blowjob then let's go." Now that she'd made up her mind she was obviously in a hurry to start because she pulled me in front of her on the couch, undid my pants and pulled them and my boxers down in one pull. I already knew I was hard but I don't think she was expecting me to be fully hard or maybe just not that big. I'm not huge but when I'm totally hard it's about 7.5" long and 1.5" across. I was pretty sure I even heard a bit of an intake from Debbie but when I looked over, her face didn't give any indication. 

I'd often wondered just how much real experience Janet had sexually and while she may not have fucked a lot of guys, from the way she gave head this definitely wasn't the first time. She teased the head which was already really sensitive, slowly running her tongue further down my shaft each time. On the way back up, she'd nibble and kiss it and when she got back to the head she'd take it in her mouth and suck gently on it before going back to the licking. 

Just when I was getting used to the feel of her tongue, she changed tactics and when she finished sucking on the head, she clamped her lips around the shaft and started taking more and more of me into her mouth. I'd known a few girls who could take the whole length in without gagging but they usually had to work up to it but not Janet. She just kept sliding down my pole like a hot knife into butter until her nose was right against my pubic bone. 

Once she was all the way down, she paused for a couple of seconds and it felt like her throat was massaging my cock. Ever so slowly she pulled back again, took a breath and went all the way down again. She kept repeating it over and over, speeding up each time until her head was moving back and forth as fast as my hand when I jerked off thinking about a blowjob like this one. I could feel it building and figured I'd better give Janet a last chance out so I said, "if you don't want a mouth full of cum you can quit and we'll call it even."

She pulled back just long enough to say, "No way!" and then plunged her mouth back down my cock. It was only another 10 or so strokes before I hit the point of no return and started cumming. My first shot was while I was all the way down her throat but as soon as she felt me cumming she backed off until just the head was in her mouth and held me there through the rest of my orgasm. When my orgasm was over she looked up at me with a 'I'll bet you won't go through with it' look on her face. Little did she know I meant exactly what I'd said earlier and not only didn't I have a problem tasting my own cum, it was a turn on of mine. 

I looked over at Debbie and said, "watch me win the bet". With that, I knelt down in front of Janet and started kissing her and probing at her lips with my tongue. As she realized I was actually going to do it, she opened up her lips and my tongue slid inside where I could instantly taste and feel my cum in her mouth. 

"Open up Janet," said Debbie, "I want to see him lick the cum from your mouth!" 

I figured I'd give her a real show so I knelt down a bit lower so my mouth was under Janet's and pulled her head over mine so that as we kissed the cum flowed from her mouth into mine. As the last bit of cum dripped into my mouth I looked up at Debbie and her face was a mix of shock and what could best be described as lust. Her nipples were clearly showing against her T-shirt and her hand was massaging her pussy through the crotch of her shorts. When she saw me looking she pulled her hand away from her crotch but there was no doubting how turned on she was. 

Janet on the other hand didn't seem to be excited by it at all, I think me cumming in her mouth had sobered her up a bit. "Fine, you proved your point. Not all guys mind the taste of their cum, take your $100 and enjoy it, I'm going home."

As she left, Debbie said, "It's ok, she's really competitive and just pissed that she lost. She walked out on me last week when I beat her at monopoly"

"Well, she might not have enjoyed it but from the look on your face, the hardness of your nipples and the way you were rubbing yourself something about this got you turned on - what was it? Did you like watching someone else give head, did you like watching me cum in her mouth or did you like watching me take the cum from her mouth?"

"Well, not exactly. It's kinda weird."

"Come on, it can't be any weirder than watching you play with yourself while Janet let my cum run from her mouth to mine can it?"

She chuckled a bit at that and said, "Ok, I guess not. I was just...well....I love having a guy go down on me but what I've always wanted to try is to have a guy go down on me after he's cum in my pussy but no guy has ever been willing. Watching you swap cum made me totally horny." 

As she finished, she looked at me like she was expecting me to call her a freak or something. "Hang on a sec." I said as I got up, "I just want to check on John." I looked in the bathroom and he was totally passed out beside the toilet. I called to him a couple of times, poked him, kicked his foot and got no response so I left him there and went to my bedroom, grabbed a DVD and went back to the living room. When I got back, Debbie asked, "What was all that about?"

"I just wanted to make sure he was still breathing and out cold enough that he wouldn't wake up for a while." As I answered her, I popped out the DVD that was in the machine and put in the one from my bedroom. On the way back to the couch I took her hand and said, "here, sit with me and watch this." She looked a bit puzzled but sat beside me as I hit 'play'. 

As soon as the DVD started it showed a woman riding a guys cock and telling him to fill her with his cum. It wasn't long before he did just that and you could tell he'd actually cum because when she pulled away from him you could see a couple of strings between his cock and her pussy. Any remaining doubt disappeared when she covered her pussy with her hand, moved up his body and as she moved her hand away she lowered her pussy to his mouth. As soon as her hand moved, two large globs of cum dripped into his open mouth and then her pussy was close enough that when his tongue came out he could lick the rest from her. They stayed like that for at least 5 minutes with her rubbing her pussy all over his face and him licking and sucking his cum from her until she screamed and orgasmed. 

As soon as the scene ended, another one started. This one had a woman laying back over the arm of a couch while the guy was standing and fucking her with long, slow strokes. I knew the video's quite well so I looked over at Debbie and her eyes were fixed on the screen, her nipples were hard and her fingers were stroking the crotch of her shorts again. She must have felt me watching her because she suddenly looked at me and pulled her hand away. I put one hand on her upper thigh and said, "It's ok, they get me horny too!" 

She smiled a bit at that and turned back to the movie just as the guy moaned, "oh, oh, cumming!" and started pumping into her. As soon as he was done cumming he dropped to his knees in front of her and buried his face between her legs. When his tongue made contact with her pussy, I could feel a shudder run through Debbie's body and when the first glob of cum was pushed out and licked up Debbie moaned like it was her being eaten. 

Taking a bit of a chance I moved my hand up her leg and toward her pussy. I could feel the increase in heat and was surprised to find that there was already a noticeable wet spot at her crotch. I wasn't sure what her reaction was going to be but figured it was ok when she slumped down a bit in the couch and spread her legs further to give me better access. There were a total of 5 scenes on the DVD, each one with the same theme - guy fucks girl, guy cums in girl, guy eats his cum from girl. By the end of the third scene I had Debbie's shorts unzipped and by the end of the fourth she'd helped me slide them down her legs so I had full access to her incredibly wet, smooth, pussy. Just as the last scene ended, her whole body tightened and I felt a noticeable gush of fluid against my hand as she came. 

As the screen went blank, I looked over at her and said, "see, it's not such a weird turn on at all and apparently we're both turned on by the same thing. I've swapped cum with a few girlfriends after getting head but any time I've mentioned going down on them after cumming they all thought it was either too gross or too kinky to try."

As she absorbed what I'd said, a smile started on her face. "So basically you wanted Janet to swap cum with you and even managed to make money doing it."

"Hell yes, she talks a good show but almost never follows through and I really wanted to see her mouth full of my cum. To be able to taste it from her mouth and make $100 doing it was just an extra bonus!"

"So, what kind of 'bonus' would you need to eat your cum from my pussy?"

"Well, seeing as you're already shaved smooth, if you're willing to straddle my face with your pussy after I cum so I can eat you out, that would be bonus enough."

"How about this then...John's ok, you said he's sleeping and hasn't puked for a while. Why don't we leave him there and go back to my apartment - Denise went with Peter to his place so she won't be back until late tomorrow morning. Once we're there, we can both get something we've always wanted."

The grin on my face and the bulge in my pants was the only answer she needed - thankfully her apt. was only in the next building so we didn't have far to go. We both knew exactly what was happening so as soon as the door was locked, we went straight to her bedroom and got naked. I'd always thought she was good looking, but man was she hot when the clothes came off!

Her skin was smooth and slightly tanned - seeing as it was winter and there weren't any tan lines I figured she must go to a tanning salon. Her breasts weren't big but the aureolas were over an inch across and her nipples were hard and stood out almost half an inch. She was all for starting to fuck right away but I pulled her over on top of me and told her I'd like a 'before' taste so I had something to compare it to. She eagerly agreed and I quickly found her knees on either side of my head and her incredibly tasty pussy against my mouth. 

She wasn't kidding when she said she enjoyed oral sex...as soon as my tongue touched her slit she came a little bit and when I licked her clit she almost exploded. I ate her through several more orgasms, some big/some small but eventually she rolled off my face onto her back and with a huge smile said, "that was some of the best tongue action I've had - now please fuck me!"

Fuck her I did! This wasn't tender 'I love you' sex, we fucked in just about every position we could and I quickly found that her nipples were as sensitive as her clit had been and brought her to several huge orgasms by sucking on one nipple, squeezing the other and pounding her as hard as I could with my cock. 

Even though I'd already cum earlier, I could feel another one building and when I knew I was getting close, I rolled back onto my back and told her to ride me until I came. 

Ride me she did...long, hard strokes that brought me closer and closer to cumming with each one. I might have been able to hold off longer if she hadn't started telling me how much she wanted to feel me shoot inside her and how turned on she was at the thought of bringing her cum filled pussy back up to my face so I could eat her again as the cum slid back out of her. Hearing that was all it took and I blasted my load into her. As soon as she felt me coming she pulled back a little bit and said, "I don't want it so far inside that you can't lick it out".

As soon as I finished cumming, she slid the rest of the way off my cock, covered her pussy with her fingers and started moving up over top of me. Her pussy was at least 6" away from my mouth when she pulled her fingers away and a string of our cum fell from her fingers into my mouth. The flavour was totally different than what I'd experienced swapping from someone's mouth - much creamier, a little runnier and had a wonderful pussy flavour in addition to mine. When her slippery lips got close enough, I licked them clean and then focused on the cum oozing from her hole. 

It was the first time I'd really seen a pussy that close after fucking it and it was much redder and more open than before sex. I lost track of exactly how many times she came as I licked and sucked her pussy clean but I from the satisfied look on her face when she finally rolled off, I knew we'd both found something we'd been missing. As she lay beside me, we kissed a bit and she licked the stray juices from my face, telling me next time she'd like me to save some of our cum and swap it back to her mouth. 

We tried dating for a while but that didn't work out - we quickly found the only thing we had in common was a love for cummy sex. It still worked out ok though - both of us dated others if we wanted but when either of us needed some hard, cum eating sex we got together and it was great. One of these days I'm sure we'll find someone who we want to share the rest of our lives with but for now we've each got someone to share our cum with!