1 comments/ 19410 views/ 2 favorites Adventures at an Artists' Colony Ch. 01 By: peacekeeper25 When I arrived at Hickory Run, an artists' colony in New York State, my intent was to have a two week writing retreat with no distractions so I could finish my novel. The setting was perfect—a small log cabin tucked in a grove of trees with a view of Indian Lake. Each cabin, however, had two separate apartments. For a hundred dollars more a week I could have had a cabin without an adjoining space, but, as it was, I could barely afford this luxury. Fortunately, the apartment next to mine was empty and I was eager for complete solitude. There were ten other cabins surrounding the lake—each fairly far apart. The only telephone was in the main house where they also had a small dining room where you could have a continental breakfast if you paid the extra fee. I brought my own food and stocked the cabin's refrigerator with breakfast and lunch stuff—eggs, bread, cans of soup and peanut butter. I also brought a bottle of Jack Daniels and a few bottles of wine. I noticed a small café in a nearby town and a general store, so I knew I could re-supply if wanted to, or treat myself to a dinner at the café. Each cabin had a fire place, a sofa, a desk, a small kitchen, a tiny bedroom with a double bed—that was it—simplicity. The small porch had a large stack of fire wood and some kindling. It also had two rocking chairs—in case you had someone stop by for conversation. I got myself into a routine of getting up at 4:30, making a pot of coffee, having a little toast and writing from five in the morning until about ten. Around 11, I'd take a break and walk along the path at the lake for some exercise. I'd see smoke coming from several of the cabins across the lake, but for the first three days, I didn't see another person. I took another walk after dinner and then sat on my porch with a glass of Jack or some wine and think about my novel and how lucky I was to be here in such a beautiful spot. It was late September and the leaves were just beginning to change. It was warm during the day and chilly at night. While I was writing the fourth morning, I heard a car drive up and park in front of the next door cabin. I went to the window and saw a woman getting out of her jeep then carry her laptop and big backpack inside. At first I was annoyed that someone was going to be next door, but when I noticed how attractive she was, I wondered whether she would become a distraction. She looked to be in her thirties. She had tight faded jeans, a heavy wool flannel shirt and a baseball cap over long brown hair that came down past her shoulders. When she came back to her jeep to get a few more things, I could not take my eyes off her round ass in her tight jeans and knew I was going to have a hard time concentrating on my work with someone so sexy next door. I was determined however, to not let anything stop me from finishing my novel while I was here and made a promise to myself—don't let this woman distract you from your work. I went back to my laptop and was able to write all afternoon then made myself some soup for dinner and took a long walk along the lake. I hadn't heard a sound from her side of the cabin and didn't see her after that first glimpse. After my walk, I sat on my porch for an hour, looking out over the lake and thinking about my book. It was getting late so I decided to get into bed and read for awhile before going to sleep. While I was lying bed, looking up at the ceiling, the quiet was shattered by her screaming coming through the wall, "Ohhhhhhh! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me! Harder. Come on, baby, give it to me harder. Ohhhhhhhhh yes, Fuck me Fuck me!" I wondered whether she was alone and masturbating or did someone come to visit her while I was out walking. "Give me that cock, baby," she screamed. Her hot shouting was getting me aroused. "Fuck me, god damn it. FUCK ME!" In my wildest dreams I never imagined I would be in a situation like this. 'Ohhhhhh god, yes, Harder. damn it. FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" My cock got hard, aroused by her screams through the wall. I closed my eyes and imagined I was fucking her. I grabbed my cock and started jerking off faster and faster, responding to her shouting, "GIVE IT TO ME. HARDER! HARDER!" My hand was moving over my cock faster and faster and I felt my sperm rising. I shouted out, "I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING!" as gobs of sperm shot out of my cock "I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING!" If I could hear her through the wall, I was sure she could hear me because I heard her shout in response, "CUM IN ME! THAT'S IT BABY! FUCK ME!" After I exploded, I lay back in my bed wondering if she was aware what just happened and where this would lead. The next day, I started in on my routine, took a break about noon and my walk right after lunch. When I returned, she was on the porch with her laptop writing. She looked up at me and smiled. I nodded hello and went into my cabin. I was determined not to let her presence or what happened last night, interfere with my writing. I was just getting down to work, when there was a knock on my screen door. I looked up and saw my neighbor and said, "Come in." She was wearing the tight faded jeans, a white T shirt and no shoes. I could see her big tits straining the T-shirt. "Sorry to interrupt. I won't be long. I just want to say hello." "That's nice of you." I said, not sure if I should ask her to sit or not. "I'm Angel," she said. "What's your name?" "Thom," I said. "Thom with an h," I added. "Glad to meet you, Angel." After an awkward silence, she said, "Well, I guess we heard each other last night." "Yes," I nodded. "The walls are pretty thin." "I didn't mean to disturb you," she said, "but I was writing and got myself pretty horny." "Really. What are you writing?" I asked. "I write Chick Lit," she said. And I sometimes get carried away." "What's Chick Lit?" I asked, though it wasn't hard to figure it out. I just didn't know what else to say. "It's a kind of new market, you know, books for young women that's one rung up on romance novels—much hotter." "I see, so it's kind of like Literotica—an on-line site," I said. "Yeah," she said. "I've had stories on there, but I get paid for these books. I'm working on a second novel right now." "How about you, what are you writing?" "It's definitely not Chick Lit," I said. "It's an historical novel for young adults about the Revolutionary War." "Cool," she answered. "Wow!" Again, there was an awkward silence as we looked at each other. I could see her nipples poking through her thin T-shirt, but kept looking away so she wouldn't notice. She smiled at me. Finally, she said. "That was pretty hot last night, you jerking off and cumming while I was fucking myself." I was stunned by how blunt she was. I did not respond but saw how she was smiling and looking at my eyes. "Sorry to shock you," she added, "I say what I think," she said. I just looked at her unable to think of a word to say, but there was something in the way our eyes met and how she smiled, that said more than words. "Well, I better go," she said, turning and went to the door to leave. I still hadn't spoken but could not take my eyes off of her round ass in the tight jeans and thought to myself, "God damn, she's sexy." At the door, she looked back at me over her shoulder, waved a goodbye with her hand and smiled. "See you later, Thom," she said, seductively. Looking at her, I felt my cock get hard and knew the two of us were going to have an adventure. I had a tough time getting back to work, thinking about what had just happened. I went to the door and saw Angel writing on her laptop and went back to my laptop and managed to get back into my novel. I was determined not to let her distract me from my writing. After dinner, I took my evening walk and sat out on my porch. I could see a lamp on in Angel's cabin. I had a glass of Jack Daniels and was sipping and looking out at the lake. About a half hour later, Angel came out. She must have just taken a shower because her hair was wet and she was wearing a short flowery kimono that was loosely tied at the waist and barely covered her ass. She was bare footed and I noticed how long and well-toned her legs were. It was getting dark and she did not see me at first. When she turned and saw me on my rocking chair, she came over and asked what I was drinking. When I told her it was Jack Daniels, she said, "I'd love some. Do you mind sharing?" She took my glass, sipped and handed it back. "There's more," I said. "Would you like a glass?" "Sure." she said. I'd love a glass." When I returned, Angel was sitting on the other rocking chair. Her legs were crossed and the short kimono was barely covering her crotch. "How'd the writing go today?" she asked, taking a sip of her drink. "Fine," I said. "How about you--did you get much done?" I asked. "Yeah, I did, but I stopped just before a real hot scene. I like it to percolate in me before I write then it just pours out like steam," she said. She took a big swig of her drink and put the glass down on the floor. She looked at me and smiled. "Let's get stoned, I have some dynamite weed." "I don't know," I said. "I haven't smoke pot in years." "Oh come on. It'll do you good to let loose. It'll help your writing too," she added. "And this is a perfect spot to get fucked up." "Okay, what the hell," I said, "Why not?" "Cool," she said and got up and went into her cabin and returned quickly with a rolled up joint. She sat down on the edge of her chair, lit it, took a deep hit and handed it to me. I coughed at first and handed it back to her and then took another hit and another. Before I knew it, I was stoned. We were talking and laughing. She told me she was thirty four and just broke up with a guy. I told her I was sixty-two, divorced and live a pretty simple life in a cabin in Maine. She had a Masters degree in English and was a graduate assistant for a few years but quit so she could write. She worked as a waitress in a small town outside of New York City. She said she always wanted to come to Hickory Run since she heard about it from another writer. So she saved and gave herself two weeks to finish her new novel. She made a little money from her first book which was titled, "Ravished." "Some title," I said. "Well, titles like that sell books," she said. "Anyway', it's a fantasy of mine to be ravished." "Have you ever been ravished?" I asked. "Not really, or not like I'd like to be," she added, smiling at me. "But there's always a first time." She was leaning back in the rocking chair with her legs straight out and spread apart. Her kimono was barely covering her cunt and the nearness of visibility was tantalizing me. I kept looking at the edge of her kimono. I also leaned back in my chair with my legs straight out. We were both pretty stoned. She looked over at me and laughed. "What's so funny?" I asked. "My name," she said. "Angel. I don't know why my parents named me Angel because if you want to know the truth, I'm no angel. In fact, I love being bad. I fucked a lot in high school and college. I loved seducing guys and getting fucked." She was looking me in the eyes while she spoke. I had never had a conversation with a woman like this and I wondered whether she was teasing me. If she was, it was working because between the pot and her words, I was getting turned on. About twenty minutes later, she reached into her kimono pocket and took out another joint. She lit it, took a hit and handed it to me. I'd never been so stoned in my life but was enjoying the slowness of everything and how completely relaxed I was. Angel had her legs straight out in front of her and was opening and closing them while we talked. Her kimono had risen and I could now see her shaved pussy. She knew I was looking at her crotch and she was looking at the big bulge in my jeans. We were both stoned and horny, looking at each others eyes, then at each others crotches, not saying anything. I could feel my heart pounding and could see her tits barely covered by the kimono and how extended her nipples were. We sat there silently, teasing each other and wondering who would make the first move. Finally, she stood up and came over to me. She straddled my legs, standing over me, her legs wide apart, looking down at me through smoldering eyes. Her loose kimono barely covered her tits. She then reached down, took my hands and pulled me up. She then started rubbing my cock through my jeans. She looked me in the eyes and had a devilish smile. "You want to fuck me, don't you?" she hissed. She slowly unzipped my jeans, grabbed my cock and pulled it out. She then started rubbing the tip my cock on her wet cunt, taking charge as she moved it up and down and moaned. I then grabbed her ass and pulled her against me. I loved rubbing her firm ass and pushing my cock harder against her cunt. She looked me in the eyes and groaned, "Ummmmmm that feels so good." She arched her back and moved her pussy lips up and down the length of my cock. I held her firm ass in my hands as our bodies ground against each other. "Ewwww I love how your cock feels on my pussy," she said as the intensity of our movements increased. Our eyes were focused on each other's eyes, enjoying the pleasure we were giving each other. "You really want to fuck me, don't you, Thom?" I just looked at her and moved my cock against her but did not speak. "Come on, Thom. Tell me you want to fuck me. Tell me what you want to do to me. Tell me!" Our eyes were looking hungrily at each other. Still. I didn't speak but just looked down at her, my hands grabbing her ass harder, pulling her against my hot cock. "Tell me you want to ravish me, take me, fuck my god damn brains out. Tell me, Thom! I want to hear you tell me you want to fuck me!" Her demanding voice and dirty talk was exciting me. I had never had a woman talk to me like this and it was intoxicating. My silence was making her more demanding, feeding her fire, making her hungrier for my words. She ground her cunt harder against my cock, but I would not give her the words she wanted. This was a battle of wills. Rather than speak, I wanted to show her how much I wanted her. Suddenly, I let go of her ass, grabbed her arm and pulled her into the cabin, opening the screen door and letting it slam shut. My actions surprised her. "What are you doing?" she asked, surprised at how aggressive I became, as I pulled her into the bedroom. I still didn't speak, but took her to my bed, pushed her down. She was flat on her back. Her kimono opened, revealing her tits, her legs spread wide, her wet pussy exposed. She looked up at me, her mouth open. I took off my jeans and threw them across the room. She looked at my hard cock as I stood above her. I was like a mad man filled with lust. I stood between her wide open legs, my cock sticking straight out. She looked at it, then at my eyes. She knew what I was going to do. "You want it bad, don't you Thom?" she yelled up at me. "You think you can just fuck me like I'm your little slut, don't you?" I got down between her legs, my cock at her entrance when she started squirming and punching my chest. I grabbed her hands and pushed her arms over her head. She tried kicking me away. "No way am I going to let you fuck me," she said. "Shut up. You know you want it!" I yelled. I let go of her arms, grabbed her ankles and spread her legs so that they were on my shoulder. I then got my cock on her pussy lips and started moving my cock up and down, teasing her. Her arms were still above her head, her tits standing straight up. "You want me to fuck you, don't you?" I said, taking her words. "Tell me to fuck you. Beg for it!" "No! Let me go, you bastard!" she yelled. I thrust my cock deep into her and then pulled out. She gasped and I felt her rise up to keep my cock in her. "I know you want it bad. You want me to fuck you, don't you? You want me to ravish you—tell me, damn it. Beg for my cock. Say, give me your cock. Say it!" She managed to shake her legs loose from my grip, got on her hands and knees and crawled away from me on the bed. I went after her and pounced on her from behind. I was covering her with my body, my cock on the crack of her ass. She was lifting her body up trying to throw me off of her, but the more she bucked, the more she felt my hard cock on her ass. I got my hands under her stomach and lifted her up on her knees. I got my cock at her pussy entrance and rammed it in her. She screamed, "OHHHHHHH" as my cock went deep into her with one hard thrust. "You like that, don't you?" I yelled as I pulled out and rammed into her again. She pushed back as I thrust into her and I knew I had her. I pulled out and kept my cock on the edge, teasing her, wanting to drive her crazy. She turned her face to me and shouted, "COME ON AND FUCK ME!" "You want to be ravished, don't you?" I said, moving my cock up and down her wet cunt. 'TAKE ME, DAMN IT, RAPE ME! FUCK ME HARD! I NEED TO BE FUCKED! GIVE ME THAT BIG COCK!" I flipped her on to her back and she wrapped her legs around me, her ankles at my ass and pulled me into her. I pounded into her, like a piston, ramming my cock into her as hard and as fast as I could. "OHHHHHHHYES FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK ME" she screamed as I ravished her. I don't know where I got the strength or energy but I was wild with lust. "THAT'S GOOD. THAT'S IT! I'M THERE. I'M CUMMING," she screamed. "I'M CUMMING!" I loved how vocal she was and it inspired me to keep going and pleasure her. I could feel my sperm start to rise as I pounded her tight cunt. Her muscles were milking me and I knew I was on the verge of cumming. She could sense I was about to explode and screamed, CUM IN ME, BABY, GIVE IT TO ME. OH YESSSS I LOVE IT. FUCK ME!" We were both wild. She was lifting herself off the bed, arching her back doing everything she could to get my cock deeper in her. Suddenly, I felt myself erupt in a thrill of sensation as gobs of sperm filled her cunt and I shouted, "I'M CUMMING" "GIVE IT TO ME!" she shouted as I collapsed on her and both of us just lay there completely spent, gasping for air. For minutes we couldn't speak. I rolled off of her and she put her head on my shoulder as we lay there, still unable to believe what wildness we had just experienced. After we lay there quietly, she got up on one elbow and looked down at me. "Let's make a deal," she said. "I'm listening." I responded, looking up at her. "We both have work to do, right," she said. "So let's stay away from each other during the day and then surprise each other with a fantasy that we have—something secret like me wanting to be ravished. Tomorrow is your turn, what do you think?" "Hmmmmm, sounds interesting," I said. "I think I can come up with something," "Cool. This is going to be fun." she said, laying back on the pillow and looking up at the ceiling with a devilish smile on her face. She then got up and out of bed. She tied her kimono, bent over, kissed me and said, "See you later, sailor," and left. Adventures at an Artists' Colony Ch. 02 NOTE It's fun writing these stories, but it's also fun to know what people think. Let me know. Check out Chapter One. Peacekeeper25 Angel's idea to get our writing done during the day and share fantasies in the evening was intriguing, so the next morning I slipped a note under her door telling her what my fantasy was in case she wanted to prepare for it. I wrote—"You're the farmer's daughter alone on the farm and I show up at your door. I'll be there at 7." For some reason this fantasy of working on a farm and getting seduced by the horny farmer's daughter in the barn always aroused me, so this was a chance to play it out. Little did I know what Angel had in mind for me. At seven, I knocked on her screen door and called, "Anyone home?" "Who's, there?" came her voice from inside. "You don't know me." I shouted. "Be right there," she called from the other room. When she appeared with her hair in pig tails, wearing the tightest, shortest cut off jeans I'd ever seen, I thought my eyes would fall out. She had a white peasant blouse that barely covered her tits and I could see her nipples through the thin material. She was bare footed and her long leg were spread slightly apart as she looked at me through the screen door. "Oh, hello," she said, smiling. "My truck broke down. Can I come in and use your phone to call a garage?" "Sorry, mister. I can't let you in. My Daddy is a way and he said not to let any strangers in while he's not here." "I understand," I said. "You can't be too careful these days, but I'm also looking for work. Could you use a farm hand?" "Daddy said we might need to hire someone since my brother left," she said. "I'm a good worker," I said, "but right now I need to call a garage for my truck. I need to use your phone. Please, let me in." "I can't let you in, mister," she repeated. "Daddy wouldn't like it if he knew." She looked me in the eyes and smiled. "You look like a nice guy though," she said. "And I know we could use an extra hand on the farm." "I'd appreciate if I could come in and use your phone," I said. "Oh, I don't know. I better not, mister." she said. "Daddy is real strict and said not to let anyone in, less I know them." "When will you're father be home. I could wait for him," I said. "I wouldn't want you to disobey your father." "Not 'til tomorrow night," she said. "'Till then I'm all alone." She then pouted. She then pressed her forehead against the screen door, looking me in the eyes and smiling. She surprised me by leaning into the screen door, pressing her tits against the thin mesh and causing her cleavage to appear above her low cut blouse. She smiled, knowing I was looking at her tits. "Please let me in. I would never harm you. I'm kind of stranded." "Oh, I wish I could let you in, but I promised my daddy," she repeated. "But I see what a jam you're in being stranded out here in the country." She raised her arms above her head and leaned into the screen door, her tits flattened by the mesh, her nipples visible through the thin material of her blouse. The way her body was pressed against the screen door and how she looked at me was turning me on. The seam of her cut offs was tight against her crotch revealing the outline of her pussy. Se twirled one of her pigtails around her finger and smiled, looking me in the eyes. "What a sexy tease she is," I thought as my cock got hard in my jeans. "And you look like such a nice man," she added, smiling in a flirty way. "I don't know what to do." "I understand," I said. "But I would never take advantage of you. If you let me in to call a garage, I could do some work for you outside or in the barn while I'm waiting. I'd stay away from you until your father returns. He would never know I was in your house." "I don't know. I try so hard to be a good girl, but I always end up doing things I shouldn't. My daddy says I'm naughty." "I'm surprised," I said. "You don't look like a naughty girl. And you are trying to be good and obey your father." "Thank you, mister," she said, "I do try to be a good girl, but it isn't always easy." "What do you mean?" I asked. She looked up at me through the screen door, twirling her pigtails around her finger. She didn't speak but just looked up at me then gave me a shy little smile. "I don't think I should tell you why it isn't easy for me to be a good girl." "Come on, tell me." "I don't know if I should," she said, pressing her crotch against the screen door. "Come on, I want to know." "I get horny," she said, looking down at her bare feet, then gave me that cute, shy smile, looking me in the eyes. "You do," I said. "Yeah, like now. Standing here talking to you is getting me hot." "Me too," I said. "Do I turn you on?" she asked, smiling. "Yes. You do look pretty damn sexy." "I do," she said. "Oh, thank you, mister. I like looking sexy and it's interesting that you're here." "Really. What's so interesting?" ""Cause I always wondered what I'd do if a stranger showed up and I was home alone." "Well, I'm a stranger. How about letting me in?" I asked. "You're making my cock hard." She looked down and could see the bulge in my pants through the screen door. "Oh, my, I don't know what to do. Talking to you is making me so horny and I do love older men, but I'm afraid to let you in and disobey my daddy." I moved forward and pressed my bulging cock against the screen door, pushing the mesh in slightly. Her tits were still pressed against the door and I could practically see her cunt through her tight cut-offs. She looked down at my bulge and at what I was doing. "You are hard, aren't you?" She said, and pushed her pelvis forward and pressed her crotch against my cock through the screen door. "Mmmmmmmmmm" she moaned. "That feels so good. You feel so hard." She then arched her back slightly and we started humping each other through the screen door. We went at it harder and harder, my cock against her cunt. We were both grunting. The thin mesh of the screen door was the only thing keeping us from grabbing each other. "Oh my god, this is hot!" she moaned. "I'm so turned on." The screen door was bouncing against the door frame as we went at it, looking at each other's eyes. I raised my arms above my head, pressing my hands into the screen as I rubbed my cock against her. She spread her legs wide apart and bent back slightly so that she could move her cunt up and down my pole. "You're making me so wet," she said, breathlessly. "I'd like to do more," I said, "if you let me in." "Oh, yeah. What would you do?" she said, biting her lower lip. "Open up and you'll find out," I said. I stopped moving, but she didn't. She kept her back bent so that her cunt was humping my cock. "I love how you make me feel.Mmmmmmmm." It was a pretty hot sight, seeing her in those tight cut offs rubbing her cunt against me and moaning with the thin mesh of the screen door between us. "Let me in," I said. "I know you want to be bad." "Yes, yes, I do want to be bad," she said, but I can't let you in. "Open up and find out what it's like when a stranger shows up and you're alone." We kept humping against each other. "You want to be bad, don't you?" "I do want to be bad and I'm so horny. I can't stand this anymore," she said, backing up and finally opening the screen door. "Cone on in, mister." We were standing close to each other. "So, what are you going to do to a bad farmer's daughter?" Without a word, I grabbed her ass and pulled her against me. I loved how my hands felt on her round firm ass as I kneaded her through the tight jeans. She continued rubbing her cunt against my cock, moving up and down. . "Ewwwwww, you're bringing out the badness in me." I then put my hands on the back of her head and kissed her, our tongues going deep into each other's mouths, our bodies still rocking against each other. We both made deep guttural sounds as we kissed and fucked each other's mouths with our tongues. She pulled her mouth away and said, "Oh, my, I'm dizzy. That's pretty hot kissing there, mister. I like your tongue." I turned her around so that her ass was against my cock and started rubbing against the crack of her ass and she wiggled against me. "Ohhh I love how your cock feels there," she said. "Keep doing that." I then moved one hand down to her mound and gripped it, getting one finger against her pussy, pressing the seam of her jeans into her cunt, while my other hand roughly kneaded one of her tits. She pulled her blouse down so that her tits spilled out. She put one of her hands on my hand, pushing it harder against her cunt and took her other hand and pressed it hard against her tit. "I like it rough, mister,' she said, turning her head so she could look me in the eyes. "You do, do you," I whispered then moved my tongue in and out of her ear. "Well, that's how I'm going to fuck you." "I want to be a bad farmer's daughter," she said, wiggling her ass against my cock, making it harder than ever. "I want you to fuck me hard." She then grabbed my hand and pulled me into the kitchen and hopped up on the counter, "How about eating this farmer's daughter's pussy. I want you to eat me with that hot tongue of yours!" Her blunt dirty talking was getting me hotter than I already was. She unbuttoned her jeans, stretched her legs out and said, "Take my shorts off, mister and eat me!" "You are bad, aren't you? And bossy." I said. I got between her spread legs, grabbed the ends of her shorts and pulled them off of her and threw them across the room. She had no panties on. I then put her legs on my shoulders, my hands under her ass, pulled her forward and started licking her wet pussy. She lifted herself off the counter, thrusting her cunt harder against my tongue and said, "That's it, mister, eat me!" She grabbed the back of my head, pulling me into her, forcing my tongue deeper into her cunt. I pushed her legs wider apart, lapping up and down her wet pussy with fierce licks, going deeper while she yelled, "That's it, mister. I love what you're doing. That's good. I love it. Fuck my pussy with your tongue!" Her dirty talk was urging me on. I loved how hot and crazy I was making her. I wanted to get her so out of her mind, we'd both have the fuck of our lives. My hard cock was straining in my jeans and it was all I could do to keep from taking it out and ramming into her. Neither of us was interested in being gentle. This was out and out animalistic fucking. I loved how wet and juicy her cunt was and how aggressive she was at getting what she wanted and needed. Her hands were on the counter in back of her, lifting herself harder against my tongue, "Eat me! Eat your little farmer's daughter's pussy! Make me cum!" I found her clit and licked it hard and felt her lift herself even higher and shudder and then like a dam burst, she screamed, "OHHHHHHHHH GOD I'M THERE! I'M CUMMMING. OHHHHHHH YES, YES! EAT MY FUCKING CUNT!" My tongue was in her as far as it could go and she was pushing up against it, 'OHHHHHHH YES. I'M CUMMMMMMING!I'M CUMMING! " and then she fell back on the counter, pulled my head away and looked at me through glazed eyes—"I love how bad you make me. That was so wild. Now it's your turn." She jumped off the counter, grabbed my hand and pulled me into the bedroom. "Let's go in the barn," she said, pulling me. "Fuck me on this hay bale mister," She fell back on the bed, spreading her legs, her arms reaching up, her tits round and luscious. I stood above her, looking down at her, and took off my jeans. My cock was like an iron rod sticking straight out and she looked at it and then at my eyes and said, "Come on and fuck me with that cock. Give it to me!" I loved looking at her open juicy pussy. I got down on my knees between her legs and put my cock at her entrance. She was lifting herself off the bed, arching her back, "Come on mister and fuck your bad farmer's daughter. Fuck me hard!" "You really want it, don't you," I said, teasing her, sliding my cock up and down her wet pussy lips. "Don't tease me you fucking bastard. Fuck me, now!" she yelled, putting her legs around my back, pulling me into her. My cock went straight into her tight hot cunt and she screamed, "AHHHHHHH YES FUCK ME FUCK ME." "Your cunt is so tight," I said, as I pulled out and thrust into her even harder. "I love your tight cunt." Every time I rammed into her she lifted herself off the bed, her arms around my shoulders, her legs tight around my waist, forcing me deeper into her cunt as we both fell back on the bed. "You sure know how to fuck," I said. "So do too you mister," she said, as we looked at each other, smiling. 'Come on and fuck me harder!" She said. "Give me that big cock of yours! Fuck me harder. I can take it." When I thought I couldn't fuck her harder, she said, "Let me ride you, mister. Let me ride you like you're my stallion and I'm your little cowgirl. Come and take me for a ride!" I barely pulled out as we changed positions and she was going to town, rising up and down on my cock, her big tits just above my mouth. "Oh yeah, that feels great. Ohhhhh yes. This is the way I like to fuck," she said, looking down at me. I had my hands on her ass as she went up and down. She was bent forward like she was on a galloping race horse, riding my cock faster and faster, screaming FUCK ME! YES! FUCK ME! OHHHHHHHMY GOD!" FUCK ME!" When I put my finger in her ass hole, that took her over the edge and she shuddered and screamed even louder 'OHHHHHH I CAN'T STAND IT. FUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" I was beginning to wonder if this was her fantasy or mine but I didn't care. We were fucking animals. "She was riding me harder and harder, rising up and coming down hard on my thrusting cock, screaming, "I'M CUMMING. OHHHHHYES. I'M CUCMMING! FUCK ME! I'M CUUUUUUUUMING!" Her cumming and her wet tight cunt got me ready to explode. I could feel my boiling sperm ready to erupt which made me lift myself off the bed as I thrust up into her cunt. She collapsed on me, just about spent. I then flipped her over on her back, spread her legs and thrust my cock into her, ramming in and out like a piston harder and harder. She could tell I was ready to explode as my cock got even bigger and she screamed, "FUCK ME. CUM IN ME! I WANT IT!" "I'M CUMMING" I yelled, looking down at her intense eyes looking up at me. "I want your cum, baby. Cum in me!" And I did, as gobs of sperm spurted into her and the most exquisite trembling sensation rippled through my body. I collapsed on her, and lay there, unable to move for a minute. We were both like limp rags. I then rolled off and onto my back, gasping for air. "That was some fantasy," she said. "That was beyond anything I ever imagined," I said. "You're amazing. I hope I can make your fantasy happen like mine did," I said. "I hope so too," she said. "Wait 'til you hear what I have in mind. Then you'll know what a devil this Angel is." Adventures at an Artists' Colony Ch. 03 After a wild night with the farmer's daughter fantasy, we both slept and then I got up early and, after a light kiss on the cheek, went back to my cabin to start my day of writing. The deal was for us to write for the day so that we'd meet our deadlines. I was intrigued when she said her turn would make me see what a devil she is, even though her name is Angel. That night, she knocked on my screen door and called, "Professor Thom, can I come in?" "Yes, the door is open," I replied from my desk. She entered wearing a very short, tight denim skirt that barely covered her thighs, leather boots to her knees and a tight black turtle neck shirt that strained at her tits. Her long black hair was down past her shoulders. I gasped at how sexy she looked. She had a backpack in her hand. "Oh, Professor Thom, I need to talk to you," she said, standing at the door. She looked at me with a slight smile on her lips. "Well, I am in the middle of something. What can I do for you, Angel?" I asked. She then surprised me by closing the front door, locking it and leaning against it, while she kept her eyes on me, without speaking. "What are you doing, Angel? Why did you close my office door?" "I want to make a deal with you," she said, walking towards me, her hips swaying, her eyes looking intently at my eyes. She stood close to me, looking down at me. She dropped her backpack on the floor. "Deal! What are you talking about? I don't make deals with my students." "I need an A in your class, Professor Thom and I only have a C right now. You know how I'm trying to get into graduate school. Well, I need that A." "You'll have to earn it, Angel. I don't give gifts of grades," I said. "I know what a hard grader you are. You have a reputation," she said. "Chairman of the English Department and all that." "I have high standards and expectations," I said, looking at her sternly in the eyes. "I don't make deals." "Is that so," she said, smiling slightly. She moved closer to my chair, her bare leg touching my leg, her tits hovering just above my head, her nipples protruding from her tight shirt, an inch or so from my eyes. "You want to fuck me, don't you?" she said. "What are you saying? I said, "Angel, this is out of the question. I don't have relationships with my students." "Admit it, Professor Thom. "You always look at my ass when I walk to my seat in your class. And I see you staring at my tits when you think I'm not noticing. I can tell when a man wants to fuck me." "I think you better leave. This is very inappropriate," I said. "You're a damn hypocrite," she said. "You pretend to be aloof and indifferent and in your ivory tower, but I see how you look at me. Admit it. You've wanted to fuck me all year." She looked down and saw my erection bulging in my shorts. "Your cock is hard now, isn't it? She then came even closer, looking down at me and spread her legs, straddling mine. Her legs forced her skirt to rise higher to her crotch, the skin of her bare thighs against my legs. She had a devilish smile on her lips. It was all I could do not to grab her ass and pull her down on my cock and fuck her. She knew she was teasing me. "You think you have power over me because you give out grades," she said, looking into my eyes. "But I have power over you because you want my body. You want to fuck me. So let's make a deal." "I said I don't make deals and you do not have power over me. " She then moved her tits closer to my face and started slapping me with them, back and forth, moving them faster and harder. "You like what I'm doing to you, don't you. This is turning you on, isn't it? You see the power I have over you, Professor Thom and you like it or you would push me away." She glanced down at my cock straining at my shorts. "You like how I'm slapping your face with my big tits--your cock is desperate for me. I can see how big it is in your shorts. Admit it!" "Angel, what do you think you're doing?" I shouted. "Stop this!" She reached down and ran her hand over my cock, moving it up and down. "You know what I'm doing, Professor Thom. I'm seducing you. I'm going to fuck you like you want me to. And you're going to give me my A." She leaned forward, her tits pressed harder against my face, her hand rubbing my cock, grabbing my balls, her skirt up to her crotch, her legs straddling me. She then stopped and pulled her turtle neck shirt over her head and grabbed both of her tits as she stood over me, her legs wide apart. "You want to suck my nipples and grab my ass and then fuck me, don't you?" She then reached down into her backpack and pulled out a black scarf, "What do you think you're doing" I asked. "You want to get your hands on me, but I'm not going to let you." She went in back of the chair, reached over my shoulder, her tits pressed into my shoulder. She took both of my hands, brought them in back of the chair and tied them together. It happened so fast I didn't have a chance to stop her. "You can't do this to me," I said trying to break loose. "Too late, Professor Thom," she said, coming back in front of me and straddled my legs again. She lifted her tight skirt. She had no panties on, revealing her pussy, her tits inches from my mouth. "I'm in charge, now! I have the power and I'm going to get what I want." I pulled harder on the scarf but couldn't move my hands. "I'm going to tease you 'til you can't stand it anymore and you say yes you'll give me an A-- Do you get it, Professor Thom?" She then sat on me and started rubbing her cunt against my cock. Her legs were spread wide and as she moved up and down I could feel the heat of her wet pussy on my cock through my shorts. She looked me in the eyes, smiling. "That feels so good. You like it don't you? You want to fuck me, don't you?" She then stood up. "I've got an idea." She pulled off my shorts, spread my legs and got down on her knees. "How about a blow job, Professor?" I'm going to tease your hard cock with my tongue, just to get you even hotter." She started licking my cock, looking up at me. She held it in her hand and licked it like it was an ice cream cone. "Ummmmmmmm, I like this" She then stopped and smiled, "You like what I'm doing, don't you? You like how my tongue feels on your big cock?" My cock was wet from her mouth and she started moving her hand up and down, masturbating me. She then put a finger in her cunt and started playing with herself at the same time. "Ohhhh I'm getting so horny doing this. This is soooo hot." She looked me in the eyes as she played with herself and my cock. Seeing her get horny and making sounds was driving me crazy. She was going faster and faster on my cock. She then put my cock back in her mouth and kept going, licking her tongue on the tip each time. I was out of mind and lifting my self off the chair, thrusting into her mouth, trying desperately to break my hands loose so I could grab her. She could tell I was about to cum when she stopped and looked into my eyes, with that devilish smile on her lips. She leaned back on her knees with her fingers in her cunt, biting her lower lip as she played with her self. "You like watching what I'm doing, don't you? You wish your cock could be doing what my fingers are. You want to fuck me bad, don't you? I was panting. I never saw my cock so hard. It was standing straight up, glistening from her wet mouth. I was pulling at my hands, straining to break the binds and shouted "Untie me!" "Why should I? What would you do, if I did?" "I'd fuck you." Yeah, and then what? Give me my A." She then turned around on her hands and knees, revealing her ass to me. I could see her wet pussy and round ass as she wiggled it. She moved closer and was kneeling between my legs. "I bet you'd like me to sit down on that big rod of yours," she said, looking at me over her shoulder. She then stood up, her back to me, straddled my legs and bent over slightly so that her pussy was just above my cock. She wiggled her ass again, looking over her shoulder at me, smiling, teasing me. Every time I lifted myself from the chair and thrust up, she moved her ass just out of reach, smiling back at me. I pulled at the scarf harder, trying to break loose. "You're a god damn cock tease!" I shouted. "Yeah and what are you going to do about it?" Just then I lifted my legs, wrapped them around her hips before she could get a way and pulled her down. She was on my lap, her ass wiggling on my cock as it went into her crack. Her wiggling got my cock against her pussy and she moaned, "Ewwwwww I like your cock, there, Oh, Professor Thom." She bent slightly forward, moving her pussy harder on my cock. "That feels soooo good" she sighed. "OhhhProfessor Thom, Keep doing that." "Now it's you who wants to get fucked, isn't it?" 'Yeah, I'm so turned on, but you can't fuck me!" She lifted herself up fighting against my legs wrapped around her, straining to get away. We both wanted to fuck but she wouldn't give in and I couldn't reach her cunt. The more I thrust up, the more she pulled away. "You want it bad, don't you?" I said. "Not as much as you do," she said, trying to break away from my legs. I pulled her back and my cock was on the edge of her pussy. I thrust up but she pulled away, out of reach. "Give me the A and I'll untie you." "No deal, you bitch!" No A. No fucking me!" she said. Finally, she pushed hard and broke through my legs and fell forward on the floor. She turned over and looked up at me, her legs wide open. She leaned on her elbows looking at my cock standing straight up. Her tight skirt was above her hips. Her wet cunt open to me. We looked each other in the eyes, both breathing hard from our struggle. "Give me the A and I'll untie you, Professor Thom," she said, that devilish smile on her face. "Then you can fuck me hard like you want to!" "I'll give you an A on one condition," I said. "Yeah and what's that?" she said, moving her open legs back and forth, seductively, hiding then revealing her pussy. "You become my fuck slut," I said. "Hmmmm. Sounds interesting. I get an A and you get to fuck me whenever you want. Is that the deal?" "That's a win win deal," she said, ""cause you don't know how much I've wanted to fuck you all year. I love how you look at me and I'd go home and fuck myself thinking about you. You didn't know I wanted to fuck you, did you?" "Untie me!" I said. She got on her knees and crawled around in back of me and untied the scarf. She then came back in front of me and lay back on the floor with her legs open and said, "Come on and fuck me!" said. "Fuck me hard!" By then I was so crazed with lust. I don't think I've ever been so hot. I got down on my knees, grabbed her legs and pushed them so that they were bent up over her tits, her wet pussy open and I thrust into her as hard as I could. AHHHHHHHH YES! YES!" she screamed as I pounded her. I pulled out and rammed into her again, harder. "FUCK ME!" she screamed. "FUCK ME! FUCK ME! HARDER!" I was thrusting as hard as I could, going deeper each time. I looked into her eyes with each thrust. She looked back, her mouth wide open. I leaned forward, my hands near her shoulders, pounding her pussy, my balls slapping against her ass. "You're my fuck slut, aren't you?" I snarled. "Oh yes, yes. You're my master. I'm yours to fuck." "I'm the one who will do the teasing, right?" "Yes." "Yes, what?" "Yes, sir," I pulled out of her pussy and held it on the edge. 'NOOO! Don't stop. Don't stop. I need you so bad. FUCK ME!" "You were bad to come tease me and tie me up, weren't you?" "Yes Sir. I was bad. I was a bad girl, Professor Thom." I moved my cock up and down her juicy wet slit, looking her in the eyes as I hovered between her bent knees. "Fuck me, oh please. You're driving me crazy. I can't stand it. Fuck me hard." Just as I started to thrust into her, she wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me in, lifting her self off the floor to take my cock. FUCK ME!" she screamed. I loved how strong her legs were as she gripped me and gave herself to me. 'OH FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK ME" She screamed with each deep thrust. FUCK ME HARDER!" "You're so tight. I love your tight cunt," I said, as I rammed her harder and harder. As she lfted her self up and fell back on the floor, I knew my cock was getting to her clit as she shuddered 'OH YES, THERE. THAT'S IT OHHHHHHGOD I'M CUMMING. OHHHHH FUCK ME!I'M CUMMMMMMMMING." Her screaming and wild, dirty talk was urging me on. I felt my sperm rising, my balls tightened and I knew I was on the verge of erupting. "I'm cumming too," I yelled. "CUM IN ME, OHHH YES. I WANT YOUR HOT CUM IN ME. CUM IN ME!GIVE IT TO ME!" I rammed into her again and again and felt my sperm spurt into her and yelled, I'M CUMMMMMING. TAKE IT, BABY!" "OHHH YES, THAT FEELS SO GOOD. FILL ME WITH YOUR CUM!" One final thrust and I was done. I collapsed on her, feeling her chest rising and falling as we both gasped for air. We could not move as we lay on the floor, drained from the intense episode we just experienced. After several minutes, I rolled off of her and lay on my back, both speechless. She then got up on one arm, leaned over me, her tits pressed against my chest. We kissed. She looked me in the eyes and smiled, "We're both crazy," she said. "I know," I said. "But it's alright with me." She laughed and nodded. "Me, too. I like being crazy like this. I'm glad we found each other." She then lay back down, placing her head on my shoulder. I knew tomorrow would be my turn to come up with a fantasy, but I didn't want to even think about it. We both fell asleep on the floor. She was gone when I woke up. I found a note on my chest when I woke up. 'Thanks for the A, Professor Thom." "PS. I'll be waiting for you tomorrow night." Adventures at an Artists' Colony Ch. 04 I thought about the sexual adventure I was having with Angel—how wild, imaginative and honest it was. Role playing lets us be more uninhibited and explore places we might not otherwise go. I thought about how we played off of each other and got so fully into each other's games. There was definitely chemistry between us and I found myself wanting to know her better and to take what started as play to another level. So that night when it was my turn to create a fantasy role play, I decided to do something different. I knocked on her screen door and she called, "Come in, dear." I didn't expect the "dear," but when I entered and saw she was pouring each of us a glass of wine, I was surprised and impressed. She was wearing the same silky kimono from our first night. It came tantalizingly just below her crotch area revealing her well toned legs. Her kimono was loosely tied and revealed just enough cleavage to leave lots to my imagination—sometimes more of a turn-on than seeing everything exposed. Angel knew what she was doing when she handed me my wine and our fingers touched. We clicked glasses. She looked me in the eyes, smiling and stood very close for a moment before moving towards the sofa. She sat down and patted the seat next to her inviting me to sit down. Except for her first words inviting me in, we didn't speak—just looked at each other. Still, the room was charged with our contained sexual energy. We both sipped our wine, still silent, looking at each other, smiling. She then put one bent leg up on the couch, placing her chin on her knee as she looked at me. "So what did you have in mind, tonight?" she asked, coyly. Putting her one leg up like that caused her kimono to open slightly, revealing her entire thigh; the other foot was on the floor and her legs were slightly spread allowing me to almost see her pussy but not quite. "What a tease she is," I thought, looking at her hidden treasure. "Sooooo-- what should we do?" she said, smiling "What's on your mind?" "I have a little game I'd like to try that I think will help us get to know each other better." "What kind of game?" "It's simple. It's called 'Like—Dislike.' We take turns telling each other what we like and dislike about having sex." "Hmmmmm. Sounds interesting." She took a sip of wine. "You go first." Angel then brought her other leg up on the couch and turned facing me. She now sat Indian style or yoga style with her feet on each ankle. Again, her kimono was high on her legs, barely covering her crotch. I took a sip of wine and looked her in the eyes, then said, "I like her sexy tight jeans and can't help grabbing her round ass and rubbing my cock against her cunt getting both of us hot as we grind harder and harder against each other and hearing her moan and say Fuck me! I want it bad!" I paused and took another sip of wine. She looked at me, smiling, "Ummmmmm!" I continued. "I dislike her letting me do all the moving and her being passive. She likes it but isn't responding. " Angel nodded, taking a sip of wine. "My turn, now." "Right." "I like when he licks my pussy, slow and teasing at first and then harder, fucking me with his tongue and I grab his head pulling him deeper and he's making me juicy and I know he's loving it and I cum hard, knowing I'm going to cum again when he fucks me." She looked me in the eyes when she spoke then took another sip of wine. "I dislike it when he's rushing 'cause I know he doesn't care about me and just wants to fuck me. That's a turn-off." I nodded and smiled, letting her know I understood. I paused a moment to think of what to say. She was leaning slightly forward and I could see her tits as the kimono slid open. I looked her in the eyes before I spoke. "I like when she's lying in front of me on the bed with her legs wide open and I'm kneeling between her legs with my hard cock in my hand moving it up and down her wet cunt, teasing and having her lift herself up wanting it and finally she yells, "Fuck me! Fuck me!" When I described that last scenario, my cock got hard in my shorts. I noticed her looking at the big tent. I didn't care and wanted her to see it. "I dislike when she lets me fuck her and lies there but doesn't seem responsive. She's just letting me fuck her but not giving back." Angel shifted her position and stretched her legs straight out so that they were now on my lap, her foot leaning on my erection. "Mind if I rest my legs there?" she asked. "Not at all," I said. "So what's your next like?" I asked, feeling her feet against my cock. "I like when he starts off gentle and slow and then we both are getting so hot that he gets rough and fucks me harder and harder 'cause he knows how turned on I am and he pulls out and rams his hard cock into me until I'm screaming for him to fuck me harder. Fuck me! Fuck me! I like being taken." When she spoke her kimono had risen higher on her legs. She spread her legs slightly so that I could now see her cunt peeking out from the edge of her kimono. "I dislike it when he cums so fast and then stops, leaving me unsatisfied and I have to finish myself off. That's bummer." I put my glass down on the table next to the couch. The only light in the room was the lamp on the table. I liked the way her feet felt on my cock and started to rub them, massaging the soles. "Mmmmmm that feels good. I like that," she said. "Opps, I got an extra 'I like'—it's your turn." She finished her wine and put the glass on the floor. "I like coming up behind her while she's doing something and reaching in front of her, grabbing both her tits and then grinding my cock into the crack of her ass, whispering in her ear, 'I want to fuck you' and she gasps and starts wiggling her ass against me, letting me know she's horny, too. I then move one hand on her mound, moving my finger against her cunt, pulling her harder against my cock and I like how she spreads her legs, pushing her ass against my hard cock, making moaning sounds as she gets hornier." I noticed Angel's mouth was open as she listened. She was looking intently at my eyes and moved her foot back and forth over my cock. I continued rubbing her foot. "I dislike when I take the chance and grab her by the tits and she continues what's she's doing and says, "I'm busy, now...I like spontaneity." Angel smiled and commented, "hmmmm...spontaneity is great." I nodded, surer now that there really was a chemistry or something like that between us. "Okay, my turn," she said, looking up at the ceiling as if her muse were there. She then faced me, smiled and said, "I'm ready." I moved my hand from her foot and started gently massaging her calf. "I like being ravished after dancing real close to him and I can feel his hard cock against me and we're practically fucking while were dancing and he takes me out to the alley in back of the club and pushes me hard against the wall, rips my panties off, bends me over, spreads my legs and rams his hard cock into my wet, horny pussy and I'm screaming fuck me fuck me and he says I like your tight cunt and really rams his cock into me and we both cum at the same time and he says come home with me and I say let's go..." "Wow that's a hot one" I said, feeling turned on. "Yeah, I really let loose on that one," she said, "This is fun, but I don't know if I can continue." "Why?" I asked, smiling. "You know why," she said. "My pussy's wet from that one." "Play with your self," I said. "Let me watch you." "Only if you do," she said. "Tell me what you like and we'll masturbate together," she added, biting her lower lip and looking me in the eyes. "I like when we've met in a bar for the first time. We're pretty drunk. She's wearing a tight black dress that clings to her. I like how her thigh feels as I move my hand up under her tight black dress and she whispers, let's get out of here. I like when we get to her apartment and we can't wait to fuck. I push her up against the wall and we're grinding hard against each other. I get down on my knees, rip off her panties, spread her legs and eat her pussy, licking harder and harder and she screams for me to fuck her, thrusting her cunt against me like she can't get enough. I like grabbing her ass and pulling her so I can really fuck her with my tongue. I find her clit and she screams EAT ME EAT ME as she squirts her cum juice all over my face." "Oh wow that was hot," she said. She took her feet off my crotch, bent her legs so that her feet were on the couch, her legs spread and she had two fingers in her cunt. Watching her masturbate got my cock even harder. She was looking me in the eyes, enjoying how I was watching her. "So what do you dislike?" she asked in a low, husky voice. I dislike when we get to her place and I'm ready to fuck and we've started getting into it and she says can we talk first. I then know we're not on the same page." "That wouldn't happen to me, Thom," she says, her fingers going in and out of her pussy. I lower my shorts and my cock is standing straight up. She looks at it and says, "Play with your self while I tell you my like." "Can you do what you're doing and talk at the same time?" I ask. "We'll see," she says. She then takes her fingers out of cunt and offers them to me. "Suck my fingers," she says. "Here, lick my pussy juice." Before I do, she pulls her fingers away from my lips and wraps her hand around my cock and rubs her pussy juice on my cock. "This will make it easier to jerk off," she says. I love how her hand feels going up and down my pole, coating it with her juices. She leans back and puts her finger in her pussy. At first she closes her eyes and moves her fingers in and out, biting her lower lip. She then opens her eyes and smiles at me. "I don't know if I can continue," she says. My legs are stretched out in front of me and, my hands going up and down on my cock. She takes a breath and says, "Okay, I like when he ties my hands and feet to the bed posts and I'm naked and spread eagle. I'm not blind folded and can see everything but I'm helpless. He's on his knees, sitting up-right, his cock just above my cunt and he's hovering over me. He looks down at me and says, "Now that I've captured you, I'm going to fuck you." I say, "Oh please don't sir, let me go." While she's talking her fingers are going faster and faster in her cunt and I'm pumping my hand harder and harder on my cock. "He hovers over me and starts sucking my tits real hard, his cock at the edge of my pussy. "let me go I scream, but feel his cock above my pussy and every time I say let me go I'm lifting my ass up to get to his cock." She's puts three fingers in her cunt and moving them in and out faster. She stops talking and we're watching each other. "Ohhhmy god!" she moans. "I love watching you fuck yourself," I say. "I'm so hot," she says. "God your cock is so big." "You got me horny. Can you continue? I want to hear more." "I'll try." She pauses, swallows. "You're mine and you want me to fuck you, don't you?" he says. "Please, please, I'll be good. I promise." I'm trying to escape his cock but arching up to it. He gets his hand under me, grabs by ass and pulls me up and he slams his cock into me and I scream, "Ohhhhhhhgod Fuck me! Yes, Fuck me!" She's moving her fingers harder and harder and I'm jerking off faster and faster. She pulls her fingers out, reaches her arms towards me and says, "I can't stand it. I'm going to cum. Fuck me Thom. I need you in me." She slides down, lying on her back, her legs wide open. I turn, get on my knees and grab her ankles, placing them on my shoulder. FUCK ME!" she screams. Both of us are just about ready to burst and I thrust deep into her with a grunt and pull out and ram into her as hard as I can. We're out of our minds. She shakes my hands off her ankles, wraps her strong legs around my back and lifts herself up so that when I ram her, she falls back on the couch, screaming OHHHHHHHYES. I LOVE IT FUCK "Oh ME FUCK ME! I don't think I've ever fucked anyone so hard in my life. We're so in tuned with each other now we're like one as our bodies move intensely "I love your hot tight cunt, baby. I love it. I love fucking you. ohhhhyes. Oh oh oh. OH OH!' I'M CUMMMMING!" "Me,too. Me, too. Ohhhhhyes, I'm there. Ohhhhhgod FUCK ME! , FUCK ME! OH YES I'M CUMMMMING OH GIVE IT TO ME GIVE IT ME DON'T STOP OHHHHHHHHHHMYGOD FUCK ME HARDER HARDER FUCKKKKKKKKK!YES! I explode in her feeling spurt after spurt fill her pussy and she says, CUM IN ME! CUM IN ME!" and I do, seconds behind her intense orgasm. She holds me in her with her legs wrapped around me. I can't move and just lay on top of her, her tits pressed against my chest, both of us gasping for air. Finally, I lift my head and we look each other in the eyes, smiling. I lean forward and we kiss each other deeply, passionately, our kissing telling each other how much we enjoy each other, that this is now beyond just fucking. Something has clicked between us through our adventurous role playing that has created a bond of genuine affection—as if we now knew each other without ever sharing anything personal. We kissed for several minutes then I lifted my head and looked down at her. We smiled--still, no words. "Something special has happened, hasn't it?" I asked. "Yes," she said. "I feel like I know you and yet I know so little about you," I said. "Me, too, Thom," she said, running her fingers tenderly through my hair. "You know I'm leaving tomorrow, don't you?" I said. "Yes." She answered. "I knew this was our last night." We look at each other, silently. My deflated cock is on her belly and I can feel her wet pussy on my thigh as it rests between her legs. "Don't go back to your cabin," she says, softly. "Stay with me. I want to wake up with you in the morning." "I'd like that, too," I said. We didn't move from the couch for a while, enjoying the feel of each other's body. Finally, she pushes me up, grabs my hand and takes me into her bedroom. She pulls back the covers and we crawl in and cuddle, kissing, holding, rubbing each other, feeling close and warm but still we don't speak. We dozed off in each other's arms. When I woke up, she was on her side. We had slept, spooning each other, my arm over her. I felt my cock at the crack of her ass. I started rubbing it against her ass, then reached over and gently started playing with her nipple. At first she didn't move then I felt her move her ass as my cock got harder. I started kneading her tits and heard her purr, ummmmmm. Keep doing that." She then reached her arm over me, got her hand on my ass and pulled me against her, while she continued wiggling against my cock. She turned her face toward me and whispered, "Give me a good morning fuck." "You're my dream girl, Angel," I whispered back. "Except I'm real and we're not dreaming," she said, smiling up at me. I was rubbing my cock between her legs when she rolled onto her stomach and spread her legs. I got on top of her back, my cock at the entrance of her pussy. She reached up, grabbed a pillow and put it under her, so that her ass was elevated. I held my cock and started moving it up and down the outside of her wet pussy. She was moving her ass so my cock was going into her. "Oh I like how you feel," she said, softly. "I like it. I like it. Keep doing that. You're getting me so hot, baby." I then thrust into her and she gasped. "Ohhhhhhyes." I loved how responsive she was, how she told me what she liked. It urged me on. "I love fucking you," I whispered. "I love how tight you are." "Come on, baby, do me. do it to me. fuck me. I want it hard, now." I got my hands under her and lifted her so that she was now on her knees. I got up on my knees and had more power from this angle and rammed my cock into her harder and faster. Ram! Ram! Ram! Ram! Angel turned her face towards me and I had my hands on her hips as I thrust into her as hard as I could. She screamed at me--"That's it. Fuck me. Give it to me. Harder. Damn it. Harder!" The harder I fucked, the louder she screamed. 'OHHHHHHHGOD YES YES YES. I'M, CUMMING FUCK ME. OHHHHHHGOD I'M CUMMING." I felt her shudder and shiver as an orgasm swept over her and she screamed, "YESSSSSSSSOH YESSSSS!" She then collapsed on the bed, rolled over on her back, knowing I hadn't cum yet and she wrapped her strong legs around my back and pulled me into her. "Cum for me, baby. I want you to fill me with your cum." I was almost there and thrust deep into her open wet pussy and pounded her. causing the bed to squeak as my cock went in and out with all my strength. I felt just on the verge of exploding. My sperm was boiling and suddenly burst forth as I felt her tight cunt milk me with each thrust."OH. OH. OH OH" I yelled with each thrust. "FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" " Cum in me. Come on, baby give it to me." Ohh god I'M CUMMMING! I'M CUMMING!" Finally, I collapsed on her, completely spent, gasping for air and unable to speak. She was rubbing my hair, panting. We felt close and I lay there thinking what a wonderful woman, this person is. I felt so at peace and so fulfilled with her. "I can't bear the thought of leaving you this morning," I said. "It's been quite an adventure, hasn't it," she responded. "Yes, it has." I said. "Well, don't be surprised if I show up at your cabin one day and say, "Surprise." "I'd like that," I said and smiled. -------------------------------------------------------- Driving home that day, I thought about Angel. We exchanged phone numbers and e-mail addresses and left wondering if we would ever add another chapter to this adventure. All this happened, over a year ago. We e-mailed. Played phone sex a few times. She got her chick lit book published and my novel is at a publisher now. She said she's going back to Hickory Run next summer, gave me the dates and that was the last I heard from her for a few months. Then I got an e-mail that said she was getting married and that she would never forget me. I wrote back and said congratulations and that I would never forget her. "C'est le vie."