0 comments/ 13182 views/ 3 favorites After The Dance By: BigDawg69 The sun beamed in through the window and shined a bright shaft of light onto me eyes, awakening me from my slumber. Slowly I rolled over to see her lying still in my bed. My eyes blinked as consciousness crept slowly back into my being. I remembered every little detail about the night before. The martini's that seemed to never empty. The band with its kicking horn section and siren lead that belted tunes comparable to Billie Holiday. And of course the dancing, my feet and legs were still sore from the constant motion around the floor. She fit perfectly in my arms and at times it was impossible to tell where my arm ended and hers began, we floated across the dance floor like a single being. Slowly I got up from the bed and plodded to the bathroom. I brushed and mouth washed the martinis from my mouth, looked in the mirror to see a grin still left on my face. She was radiant flying through the recesses of my memory as she did through the changing shafts of light on the dance floor. Her long sumptuous legs periodically peering from the long slit in her flowing dress. Her eyes crystalline and shining bright as she gazed at me. I wandered to the kitchen, started the coffee maker and poured two glasses of orange juice. My old lab slinked into and nosed my knee looking for affection. I patted his head as I downed the first glass and then refilled it. As I slowly walked back to the bedroom with the two glass of orange juice, I peered down the hall to see her sleeping so peacefully. Her leg hung long out of the covers as she moved gracefully to hr side. I could see her perfect form outlined by the crisp white sheets. As I slowly made my way back to the room the images of our previous night flooded my mind. We had laughed all the way home and quickly put some jazz on the stereo. Lighting some candles and began a slower more sensual dance about the living room. Her long body pressed close to mine. She looked up at me, her mouth slightly open, I could taste her sweet breath. Our eyes met and desire locked into our gaze. Slowly, softly our lips met in a simple kiss. Perfect, sensual, slow our mouths closed together, our air mingled between our lips. With the slightest touch our tongues met in the middle. Our bodies still swayed to the soft sounds of the jazz, pressing closer together, holding each other tight. As the passion of our kiss began to build, our grip tightened. My hands moved down her back slowly pulling the zipper of her dress down. Her hands cupped my face and her fingers trailed over my neck beginning to unbutton my shirt. As our tongues began a passionate samba our hands and bodies made short work of our clothes. Before the disc was on to the next soulful tune I could feel her naked body pressing tight against my own. I could feel the warmth and moisture of her aroused sex as she slowly lifted one leg along the outside of my own. My own hardness pressed into her as our kiss intensified. I broke the kiss and began to nibble my way down her slender neck. She tossed her head back, arching her back pressing her hips forward. Slowly I stepped toward the sofa, as I licked her long neck and kissed her ear. Slowly sinking into the overstuffed couch she moved with me, straddling me. My hands lifted her hips over mine; I could feel the bulging head of my cock poised just below the swollen lips of her now wet pussy. I rubbed my hands up from her hips over her waist and cupped her breasts. Rolling my fingers over her hardening nipples as she rolled her hips forward and back, rubbing the head of my cock just along the inside of her pussy. As the smooth head of my cock brushed over the hard tip of her clit she let out a sigh, and rolled her hips back to me. Slowly she lowered herself onto my cock. The head at first sliding slowly past her lips stretching her slightly. Then down around my shaft until my cock filled her completely. We kissed once more, my cock fully inside her, my hands on her nipples, her tongue in my mouth. Slowly she moved her hips, arching her back, rolling my cock inside her tight pussy. She broke the kiss gasping for air, as I began to buck slightly beneath her. Moving in harmony my cock slid in and out, up and down, back and forth stimulating her pussy further. As our movements increased with speed, the intensity of our breathing grew. Moans began to escape from her lips as my cock worked inside her. She began to ride me harder, the moans becoming screams as her head thrashed back and she pulled harder on my cock. Faster with furious passion our lovemaking grew. She jerked back away from me, and slung herself into my body. I could feel her pussy tighten and warm juices begin to flow down over my balls. With a great scream she jerked with a power of orgasm. Her pussy squeezed my cock and caused it to violently jerk inside her, erupting in an orgasm of my own. Our bodies rocked together and sexual ecstasy engulfed our entire beings. Slowly we came down from the ultimate erotic high. She sank into my arms, her head resting on my shoulder. I could feel my cock still slightly pulsing inside her dripping pussy. She sighed on my shoulder as all the tension escaped from her body. Slowly I lifted her in my arms and carried her to the bedroom. I laid her gently on the bed, stretching her out along the clean white sheets. She rolled toward me, her long slender fingers tracing up my broad chest. Her fingertips toyed with my nipples as she seductively licked her lips. She lifted herself onto one arm and kisses the soft spot at the base of my neck, her hands gripping my shoulder and pulling me down to the bed. Slowly sensually she kissed her way to one nipple, biting it causing me to jerk at the pain. The pain that felt so good. Her tongue traced down the center of my flat stomach and around the edge of my semi-flaccid cock. She kissed the inside of my thighs and licked her juices from my balls in long strokes of her tongue. Her hot breath on my ball and at the base of my cock hardened it slightly. It began to grow as she drew her tongue up the shaft and to the tip. She slowly kissed the growing head as her fingers trailed along the hairs of my balls. My cock jerked harder at her touch. She opened her lips and slowly pressed them over the bulbous head of my now rigid cock. I could feel her tongue licking at the tips as she slid her mouth down my long shaft taking all of me into her mouth. She began to suck on my cock as she moved it in and out of her mouth. Her hands massaged my balls rolling them among her fingers. She began to suck harder; I could feel her tongue lapping at my cock inside her mouth. With a pop she pulled my cock from her mouth and looked up at me. She ran her tongue down the front of my cock, and over my balls. Her fingers wrapped around my shaft and began to stroke my cock. She kissed each ball and sucked it into her mouth. I could feel her tongue toy with my balls as she held each in her mouth sucking on it. I gripped the sheets as her hands moved up and down the shaft of my cock. Her tongue swirled up my shaft and around my head. She took me once more in her mouth. She began to furiously suck on my cock and bob her head up and down on my shaft. I moaned loudly, lifted my hips from the bed pushing my cock deeper down her throat. With a jerk I pumped my cum into her mouth. As my cock spasm inside her mouth, she sucked even harder taking all that I had to give. She let my cock slide from her lips licking the remaining cum from her lower lip. She crawled up on top of me and kissed me deep. I could taste the saltiness of my cum on her tongue as we kissed passionately. Her heat and moisture pressed into me as she straddled me. Her arousal was very apparent. Taking her by the shoulders I rolled her over on to her back. I kissed her hard on her lips, taking her breath away. My mouth moved to her chin and with a long stroke of my tongue I licked down the front of her neck. I kissed and sucked slightly at the notch at the base of her neck. She breathed in deep, lifting her chest to my mouth as my tongue slid down to her nipple. I sucked her nipple into my mouth, licking the tip with my tongue. I could feel her move beneath me as my tongue flicked across the tip. I closed my teeth slowly around her hard nipple and pulled it from her breast. She arched her back further, a moan escaping her lips. I let the nipple slide through my teeth and bounce back to her breast. I traced my tongue down from her nipple over her stomach and kissed her belly button. With delicate kisses, I made a path straight down kissing her mound. My tongue stretched past my lips and sank just between the swollen wet lips of her pussy. I ran my tongue down along the inside of her lips to the base of her slit. Extending my tongue further and into her she rolled her hips forward into me with a loud moan. I closed my mouth around her pussy and sucked in her sweet juices, my tongue working along the inside of her sensitive lips. Back and forth my tongue moved up until it found the base of her protruding clit. Sliding a long finger slowly inside her, my tongue rolled around the base of her clit. She gripped my hair and let out a slight whimper as my finger slid slowly deeply inside her. I closed my mouth around her clit and sucked it into me. My tongue licked along the edge and brushed over the sensitive tip. She squirmed on the bed as my finger stroked in and out of her pussy. My tongue flipped at her clit, I bent my finger the pad finding its way to her pleasure center. Touching her there as my teeth gently raked along her clit sent a tremor throughout her body. She screamed at my touch and rocked her hips of the bed. Her hands pressed my head tighter to her pussy as my teeth and tongue further attacked her hard clit. I added a second finger inside her pussy as she bucked on my face. I could feel the heat of her juiced flowing down my chin as I sucked her clit deep into my mouth once more. Her breathing becomes shallow and I can feel her hips moving with my motions. She screams out once more, pressing my face even harder into her soaking pussy. I can feel her muscles clinch and a rush of fluid comes at me. I lick and suck on her furiously attacking her clit with my mouth. My fingers moving fast and hard into and out of her. Spreading them slightly, I finger her spot sending waves of pleasure throughout her body. With each breath she screams out, her body shakes and shudders. I can feel her pussy grip my fingers, her lags quaking at my touch. Quickly I lift my face from her pussy and crawl up between her legs. Her body continues to quiver beneath me as I pause to nibble on each nipple. Looking deep into her eyes and kissing her with an unprecedented passion I slide my cock deep inside her. She gasps through my kiss, spreading her legs to take me deeper. Quickly I withdraw my cock and press it back inside her. The kiss breaks as we both gasp for air. My cock is now sliding quickly and hard in and out of her pussy. She arches her back and lifts her legs high to take me deeper. My hips are slamming forward into her, thrusting my hard cock into her pussy. Growing steadily with speed and intensity I begin to grunt with each breath, with each thrust. She rocks her head back and forth and screams for more, screams for harder. Her legs lifted now higher toward my shoulder, exposing her clit to my constant pounding. I can feel my balls draw tight. I am close now. She grabs my ass and squeezes my cheeks. She screams out loud holding my cock deep in her pussy. Her whole body jerks as her pussy tightens around my cock. My hips jerk forward plunging deeper yet, my cock erupts in a powerful orgasm. We tremor together as her pussy milking cum from my cock. Slowly I collapse on top of her, and roll over onto my back. She rolls onto her side and lays her gentle head on my chest. I can hear her sigh with pleasure as her fingers dance through the hair on my chest. She lifts a long sultry leg over me and snuggles in close. I kiss the top of her head and begin long slow strokes of her hair. I look up at the dark ceiling of my room and relax back into the pillow. I feel relaxed completely with this angel on my chest. Soon I can tell by the long easy breaths that she is sleeping soundly there. It does not take me long to drift into a warm content slumber of my own. After The Dance She was a delight to watch as she kissed him. Her skin tone was getting more flushed as she was touched by him. I knew then and there she wanted him. I came over to help her to undress. She hesitated at first but when I kissed her on her neck; her breathing relaxed as so did her body. Watching her cleavage rise and fall as we touched her; her body heat rose even more. I whispered in her ear that I wanted her and that this would be good for all accounted for. As I was sliding her straps off her shoulders, I made sure to keep attention to kissing her skin softly to keep her relaxed; as I undressed her. She had on no bra and the panties she wore were a smooth soft pink lace...making me wonder if her pussy was the same way..she was shaved cleaned for I knew Stephen would be overjoyed at that fact. He always love a bare pussy and to even shave one as well. He opened up a bottle of chilled champagne and poured three flutes full, handed them to us as he went and sat at the large wingback arm chair, like a king on his throne. His shirt was off and his slacks were still together but not for long. Even though I enjoy the ladies I still enjoy the man's meat even more. Karen was enjoying it all, the touch to her body the kisses upon her skin and then the fingers that were probing at her pussy lips...you talk about wet... I knew she was ready for anyone that wanted to enter her. I continued to dance around her as if to be a sacrificed, stroking licking kissing and I took her hand and led her to the bed and laid her carefully down as I had Stephen to undress me. His touch was something that I always craved for on a regular note. Exposing my breast he squeeze and told Karen to look at the full mass of me as he wrapped around with the other arm and started to stroke my abdomen and then down to my pussy. My head went back and let out a sigh..I thought for sure I would come then now for I wanted him even when we were on the dance floor and teasing Karen. He whispered in my ear to pleasure her and make her ready. I wouldn't dare deny him for his pleasure would be my honor. I lowered my head and let him know that all was to be ready. I turned over to Karen with just my stilettos on; opened Karen's legs. She looked as if she was a bit scared being that she was in her early 20's and not that experienced and we were...for Stephen loved to explore this way. Getting on my knees I stoked her thighs and parted her legs further exposing a most wanted pussy. She was just glistening wet I went down on her as if I had eaten in months, lick her clit stroked her inner thighs, her tits, flicking her nipples and moaning in her aching pussy. She was pulling at my hair and moaning so heavy and just at the peak I beckoned Stephen over to enter her for she was most ready. He had exposed his massive cock. I loved the look of it and its strength it be held. He stroked it in front of both of us to know what we had to service. It would be our ultimate pleasure...to please of man like him. I begged to kiss and suck it before he went in her. He smiled is sheepish smile stroked my face and told me I would be able after he enter new prize and then I could have all the candy I wanted. He wasted no time he climbed on top of her and without any mercy shoved it in her as I applauded and cheered. I stroked his ass, back, thighs, legs, and the back of his head as he grinded in her. I couldn't stand not having him so I decided to suck her breast, kiss her neck and then she turned to me and begged to be kissed. I planted a long and deep one to her. She was about to scream when I heard Stephen moan deep and hard for I knew he was about to cum. He pulled out and made her open her ass and told her to relax. Looking at her ass she had done that before so it wasn't hard for him to enter her. I spanked her ass as he was about to shoot the biggest load. I begged him for it and denied me ...there he went holding on to her ass as he shot his load all on her back. She was crying from pleasure and begging for more. I crawled up on the bed at the where her head was and opened my legs and told her to eat for it would take some of the pain away and bring even more pleasure to her. She obeyed gladly. Karen was experienced in the art of giving another pleasure ..Stephen came over and put his cock in my mouth and I enjoyed the fullness of him and felt him getting hard all over again, this time this cock was mine. She ate, he pumped, and I sucked..this was going on for who knows how long when all of us were cumming at once. You would swear that wolves were hollowing in harmony. I was finished with him first and was trying to go at him one more time just for good measure. I was always was addicted to his cock and always will be, I guess. Karen was now addicted to both of us for we hear from her almost weekly to be abused and used as a good slave should be. After The Dance Class I'm a modern dance instructor, and a few weeks ago a couple showed up at my modern dance class. They were the absolute picture of ski slopes fitness, the sorts who set the pace at resorts such as Aspen and Vail. I soon learned that they were both in fact competitive skiers and were taking my advanced dance class as part of their regimen to get in shape for the rigors of the upcoming winter ski season. I talked to them briefly a couple of times and found out they were married. The husband was great looking, but he was a real jerk. The sort of guy who from high school was the captain of this and the captain of that, and it all went to his head. A good looking but cocky asshole who thought he was God's gift to women. But the wife was something else. She was sweet and courteous, even a little bit shy and demure. And yet she was every bit as perfect a specimen as her husband, a real beauty. But somehow it didn't seem as though it had gone to her head. Naturally, being a gay woman, I focused my attention on her. This tall, incredibly fit ski wife brought a little tingle down below whenever she walked into my dance class. And dressed as she was in her skintight leotard she made my knees weak. The only downer was that she was always accompanied by that jerk of a husband of hers. While Ingrid -- that was her name -- was sweetly shy, there was also a very perceptible erotic glow, or radiance, about her, at least so it seemed to be. Plus, there was something about the way she moved. A natural dancer, Ingrid had the physical gracefulness of a well-oiled cat. A strawberry blonde with big hazel eyes, she had the cutest freckles all over her. I think I would have been attracted and intrigued by her wherever I saw her, but in a dance class everything is highlighted. Women wearing leotards or tights, their bodies covered with the sheen of sweat that comes from vigorous dancing. To many the whole environment reeks of sex. Though I appreciated an attractive man, a well-sculpted, fit, and graceful male body, those bodies did nothing for me, sexually speaking. But it was another story altogether with my female students. It was when I began teaching advanced modern dance and ballet classes, seeing all those good-looking, in-shape women, that I became more and more turned on, more and more promiscuous. I'd pick out one or two lithe beauties in my class and have fantasies about them. And few women churned up the feverish fantasies in my head more than lovely, sexy Ingrid. I began to daydream about this tall, young, athletic wife with her slender waist, hard washboard stomach, lovely breasts and legs that went forever. And when I once saw her naked in the locker room after taking a shower my head literally began to spin, I was that excited. Well, one night Ingrid came to class alone, without her husband. I was thrilled, even though I didn't quite know why. I had chatted with her a little, but there were never any signs that she could be any more than a fantasy object for me. Still, it was great to see her there without her spouse. "Hi," I said in the locker room when I saw her drying herself off after showering. Naturally, seeing her in that state I had to contain myself. "Where's your husband tonight?" "Oh, he had to go back East where he's endorsing some ski equipment," she said. She looked at me like she wanted to say something else. "Can I ask you something?" she finally said. "I hope I'm not being presumptuous, and that you won't be angry. I may be making all this up. But I've noticed you've been looking at me. And you've been looking at me in this -- uh-- special way. If I'm just making it up, I'm real sorry. But I thought I'd ask..." She looked down shyly, having trouble continuing. "Go on," I urged. "Well, I was just wondering that maybe you were -- oh, it's so hard for me to say this -- I was wondering whether you were maybe -- attracted to women?" I took a deep breath, wondering how to respond. I was a little taken aback that she had noticed this in me, detecting that there was something sexual about the way I gazed at her. Though I often felt that way about women in my class I did my best not to reveal it, to remain professional, and not act as though I was making a pass, or something. But I was also thrilled that all this was coming out. "Well, actually I am attracted to women," I confessed. "You aren't gay, are you?" she asked. "I am gay," I told her bluntly. "Have you been thinking along those lines yourself?" I asked, trying to be tactful, yet making sure this conversation moved to the direction I desired. "Feeling some sexual attraction to women?" "Well, as you can see, I'm married and I'm straight and all that. But I've always wanted to try being intimate with a woman and to see what that was all about." She couldn't have been more frank, a look of longing on her face. "Do you think that possibly you could show me? After all, you're my dance teacher, maybe you can instruct me in some other kinds of -- how shall I put it? -- vigorous physical activity." She took a deep breath. I think she was amazed at herself that she could be as frank, almost brazen as this. "Maybe I can," I said as we boldly gazed at each other. Talk about dreams coming true! Of course the most amazing thing about all this was that we were actually having this conversation while she was in the nude. I had walked in on her in the locker room just after she had taken her shower and was drying herself off. And that's the state she was in as she talked to me about the possibility of my introducing her to the pleasures of girl-girl sex. Now, looking around to make sure no other women were in view, I slid my hand between Ingrid's legs and squeezed her there gently. She closed her eyes and sighed when she felt that. "I'm going to make you feel very, very good, Ingrid," I whispered. "That, I can promise." "Oh, I really hope so!" she said longingly, tenderness and anticipation in her voice. "I will," I said, leaning over to give her a soft kiss. "You know, we can go to my place," she said, "Like I told you, my husband's out of town." "I'd love to go back to your place with you. But first let me go in and shower. That was a hard work-out tonight. You're nice and clean, but I'm still all funky and sweaty." "Oh please, stay like that, just like you are" she said, pulling on my arm. "I'd love it if you stayed the way you are. When you're teaching class I look at you getting sweaty and I see the stains under your arms and the film of sweat on your back when you turn around. Somehow, seeing you like that excites me a lot." So pretty Ingrid had a little fetish for my sweat. Hmmmmm? I began wondering about her. "Alright then," I said. "I'll come back with you all nice and sweaty and funky then." The second we were back at her place she was all over me. Since this was to be her first time with a woman I expected she'd be a little hesitant. But that wasn't true at all. She was inflamed with seemingly unquenchable desire the second we got in the door. She hugged me so tightly and kissed me so intensely, her lips open, her tongue darting into my mouth, that I thought she'd hug the breath out of me. And the way she looked into my eyes as she wrapped her arms around me, surrendering to me, it was as though she needed affection as much as anything. I knew that feeling. I took her hand and asked her to lead me to her bedroom. There, we rapidly took off our clothes, both breathless with arousal. Her hazel eyes sparkled, glistened with desire. Gently I pushed her down on my bed, then snuggled alongside her. Again we kissed deeply, tenderly, our hands softly gliding all over each others' bodies. She spread her legs wide as my fingers traveled downward over her stomach. She was ready! When I touched her pussy I saw that she was already thoroughly wet down there. "I'm going to make you feel so good!" I whispered. Slowly I brought my lips down to her neck. She smelled so sweet after her shower and her skin was smooth and silky. When my lips moved towards her breasts, she moaned so longingly it almost broke my heart. She had beautiful breasts and tiny, dark nipples, a strange contrast to her pale skin. I tantalized her, slowly kissing and licking every inch of each of her breasts and sucking on both nipples. Her breath was heavy now as she pressed my head against her breasts. "Yes! Yes!" she murmured, her eyes closed tightly, her face in a grimace that almost looked like pain, but which I knew was the intense need to be satisfied, to be overwhelmed with affection and the joys of new pleasures. My lips moved further down as I licked her navel, then further as I felt the curls of her pubic hair against my lips. "Ohhh!" she panted uncontrollably. Now I was between her legs, staring at her pussy. She had a pretty pussy too, very small, with perfectly etched labia. And at the cleft stood her clit, glossy and round as a sweet pea. I kissed that sensitive pea very gently and, as I did, her whole body trembled. "Oh, yes... yes!" she murmured, her desires finally being fulfilled. I feasted on her now. I devoured her, I consumed her! She was grinding her pelvis wildly against my probing tongue, begging for it! Desperate for it! "Oh... it's so good... it feels so good!" she panted. I showed off my cunnilingual mastery until she literally exploded under the caresses of my lips and tongue, a blistering climax overwhelming her. I came back up to her face and we kissed, Ingrid savoring the wetness of her own pussy on my lips. "That was the best. I've never felt so good, never!" she said, shaking her head in wonderment, her eyes wide with the recognition that she had just been taken to a new height of pleasure. Her husband looked so rugged and so masculine. But these vain, egotistical guys often make lousy lovers. Like many other very attractive women, Ingrid may actually have experienced much less pleasure in her lovemaking than one would expect just on the basis of her beauty and her obvious sexual allure. "That was nice, making you feel so good," I said, kissing her, her lips opening at the touch of mine, our tongues searching for each other, our breath sweet and hot and intimate. "Now I want to make love to you," she said excitedly. Straight women who do it for the very first time with other women, that's what they really wait for. They've usually had their pussies eaten plenty, though by men. But what they're intensely curious about is tasting another woman's cunt. Since she had begged me, I had refrained from showering and my whole body was still sticky with sweat. Normally that would have made me a little self-conscious in such an intimate situation as this, especially with a new lover, but that's the way Ingrid wanted me, sweat-drenched, funky, and unwashed. Now she surprised me by lifting my arm and licking me under there, where I was especially wet and salty. This was a first. No one had ever licked my underarm before, all sweaty and funky like this. She really slurped away at me there, greedy for the taste of my sweat. When she had lapped away under one arm, she moved to the other. Then now ran her tongue all over my body, kissing me and licking with a raw, hungry passion that was a revelation. I thought I was beginning to understand something about her. The first sign was her shyness, the way she looked down meekly when she asked me something. And then that longing, almost submissive gaze in her eyes. And asking me not to shower, to remain sweaty and funky. I knew enough about various sorts of kinky tastes in sex and intimacy to know that these were signs of sexually submissive behavior, of wanting to 'worship' a lover's body. This was a first for me, not only to be with a passive lover like this, but for her to be a beautiful woman enjoying sex with another woman for the very first time. I'd never been with a woman who'd never had sex with another female. She glided her tongue down my legs until she got to my feet, then she took a deep breath and consumed every inch of both my feet, licking the soles, sucking on each one of my toes. And then, finally, she spread apart my legs and brought her face between them, about to lick me. But I stopped her. "Do you know where I'm really all sweaty and sticky?" I asked. "No, where?" she said, panting softly, a slavish excitement in her eyes. "Right there," I said, turning on my belly and pointing between my ass cheeks. "Right in there." "Oh God!" she gasped as she realized what I was offering to her... my ass. "Dig in and enjoy it," I said, holding myself open for her. She couldn't wait as she buried her face in the damp crevice between my buttocks, licking away at that warm briny crease, her smooth cheeks rubbing against my sticky buttocks. "Ask me to do it," she begged. "Make me do it." So it was true, there was a submissive streak to Ingrid. "Lick my ass!" I shouted. "Lick it! Lick my sweaty asshole! Show me how much you love it!" I reached back to press her face forcefully between my ass cheeks as she probed with her tongue. "I'm all sweaty down there from all that vigorous dancing and you're licking it and loving it, aren't you?" I said. "Yes, yes..." she said. "Yes what?" I asked. "Yes, I love licking your sweaty... your..." she hesitated, unable to mouth the words. "My sweaty asshole!" I said. "Yes, yes... your asshole! Your sweaty... uh... uh... shithole!" she gasped, returning to it. Just that she used the word 'shithole,' and said it so very excitedly told me something. I thought I would try something else now, and so pushed her away from me and sat on the edge of the bed. "Get over my knees, right now!" I barked. She eagerly draped herself over my knees. I looked down at her luscious ass, the skin taut over her firm buttocks. "You're a nasty girl, aren't you? Begging to lick my funky feet and my sweaty shithole?" I cackled. "Yes, yes, I'm nasty, I'm bad!" she said, turning to look at me with a meek but profoundly longing gaze. "Bad girls need to be punished," I said as I brought the flat of my hand down on her buttocks and began spanking her. "Oh yes! Oh yes!" she said, unable to contain her excitement at this fulfillment of an obvious fantasy. I was amazed at what I was doing -- spanking the perfect bottom of a beautiful young wife who was draped over my knees. The road to infidelity can lead to all sorts of twists and turns, she must've been thinking. After both her buttocks were appealingly pink, I got back on the bed and spread my legs. "Now you may lick my pussy," I told her, pointing to it. "Here it is for you to worship." She stared at it like it was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen in her life. Which, at that moment, it may very well have been. As I've mentioned, I have a dense, thick tangle of pubic hair down between my legs so, naturally, when I dance and sweat my pubic bush almost acts as a sponge, soaking up the sweat. And, with my intense arousal added to this, I was soaked down there as I think I never had been before. "Go on, suck the sweat out of my bush," I said, pressing her head down firmly. She took patches of my pubic hair between her lips and sucked them as you would suck the juice out of a mango. Then she dug deeper, lapping away at my briny cunt. She was raw and awkward and a little jagged in her moves. Partly this was the excitement, and partly it was just that she was a novice at what she was doing. But there was something thrilling about the awkward way she licked me down there and that, more than her technique, was what was now turning me on so much. She was almost out of control down in my pussy. It was as though she wanted to lose herself down there, to bury her face in all that wet... salty... aroused female flesh forever. I let her luxuriate in my dampness until, finally, many minutes later, I felt that surge of electric pleasure as she finally made me climax. "How was I? Was I okay?" she asked. "You were fine Ingrid," I told her. "No, I wasn't. I've never done that, I don't know how yet," she insisted. I stroked her hair gently. "You were fine, Ingrid. It's like you say, you're new to it. But you made me have an orgasm. Doesn't that tell you something?" "Will you... will you be my teacher?" she asked with pleading eyes. "Sure, Ingrid, I'll be your teacher," I said reassuringly. "Oh good!" she said girlishly. "Now I'm not just going to take dance class with you." "No, you're going to take beginning, intermediate and advanced cunnilingus. By the time I'm through with you you'll be ready to give instruction of your own." "Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to use the bathroom." Suddenly her eyes lit up. "You do?! Really?!" "Yeah, I do," I said, but couldn't help notice not only Ingrid's interest at hearing this prosaic bit of news, but her excitement. "C– c– can I come in with you and– and– watch?" she stuttered. "You want to watch me use the toilet?" I probed. "Uh huh" she whispered, almost breathless with nervous excitement. "Watch me pee?" "Uh– yeah." But peeing was not the only thing I needed to do. "Watch me shit too?" Her eyes went wide; she was nearly panting. "Oh god yes!" she exclaimed. I played some pee games with a woman once. But this was new, this was different. But for some reason it suddenly turned me on. Maybe it was just Ingrid, this gorgeous young wife with her strange lusts. Or maybe a new lust I never knew I had was being unleashed in me. "Where's your bathroom?" I asked, and followed her into it, Ingrid so excited I could hear her breathing behind me. I plopped my sexy bare ass down on the toilet seat and spread my legs provocatively as Ingrid knelt down, her eyes wide open, unblinking. "What do you want to watch me do now?" I purred teasingly. "Pee," she whispered. I thought I could hear her heart beating. "Like this," I said, as I began to urinate, a powerful stream leaving my peehole as I held my labia wide open so she'd have a perfect view. "Oh my god!" she gasped, nearly trembling, and I knew was a dream come true for her. She'd been probably nursing such fetishes, licking another woman's sweaty pussy and ass, submitting to another woman's discipline, and now these suddenly revealed toilet desires. "Can I feel it?" she asked, looking up at my with pleading, expectant eyes, reaching a hand out, wanting to lower it under my flow, under the gushing golden stream of urine. "Sure," I said soothingly, pissing away, looking down at her, watching. She slid a hand under, palm up, and now I was pissing over her fingers. She cupped that hand, collecting my piss, and brought it up to her mouth to taste. "Ingrid," I said, reaching down and wrapping a hand behind her head, pulling her close, "go ahead and drink it straight from the source." Eyes sparkling with breathless excitement she opened her mouth right under my mouth as I pissed between her lips, she craving the nectar. "You love my piss, don't you?" She nodded, drinking, pee spilling out of the corners of her mouth. I had a lot in me. In fact when we first came back to her place I had intended to use the toilet, to pee and to shit and then maybe to ask again to shower before we got into anything. But Ingrid just couldn't wait to get her eager hands on me. Finally the stream turned into a trickle. "And now I think you know what I need to do next," I said teasingly. "Uh yeah," she said, still breathless, swallowing, "to sh– sh–shit!" "Yes, to shit, Ingrid, to shit just for you!" I could feel how full I was inside and was good and ready and about to start, when Ingrid stopped me with a beseeching look and a hand on my thigh. After The Dance Class Would you– would you mind turning around on the toilet seat so I could– could see it– see it come out?" she asked, an almost pained look on her face. This was all very strange, but somehow suddenly rather alluring. I was always an experimental, uninhibited sort, with a taste for kink. "Sure, no problem," I said, lifting my ass off the toilet seat, turning and straddling the seat in reverse with my back to Ingrid. And knowing she wanted most of all to see it, I didn't lower my bottom all the way to the toilet seat and sit on it, but squatted over the toilet with my still sweaty (and well-licked) asshole vividly and fully exposed to her view. I had never been particularly shy using a toilet in front of another girl, Maybe that's because when I was a girl my parents lived in England for a few years and I was sent to a boarding school where the girls used open toilet stalls. But never before had I taken a shit with another woman's face only a few inches from my anus, staring straight ahead! "Here goes," I said, a little amazed at all this, at what I was about to do. And then I started to squeeze out what I could feel was a really big, fat log of shit. It was going to be one of those kinds of shit. I was glad of it, and I had a feeling that Ingrid, kneeling behind me and gazing was happy too. As my anus dilated and the shit began to come out, the brown to show vividly, Ingrid just plain out gasped in amazement, as though she suddenly beheld some wonder of nature. And perhaps for her my shitting was just that. "So beautiful," she whispered, tenderness in her voice as I smiled. "You think my shit is beautiful?" I said as I kept on shitting "Oh yes!" she said enthusiastically, "it turns me on so much to see it, to see it come out of your ass, to see you shit. C– c– can I t- t- touch it?" "You want to touch my shit" I said in wonder, the long log still coming out. "Yes, yes, I want to touch it." "Well go ahead and touch it then," I urged her. I could look over to a mirror she had leaning against the wall and see to my side, see Ingrid behind me, tentatively reaching out her fingers, see the brown log emerging from my ass, surprised how big and vivid it looked from this angle. And then Ingrid was touching it, slowly running her fingertips up and down the length of the big, greasy brown turd. She said nothing. But her eyes were wide open, mesmerized. "Do you– do you– think I could lick it too?" she asked almost pleadingly, her voice broken. She had just open her mouth wide top take my piss so I was not altogether shocked by this request. "Sure Ingrid, go ahead and lick it, lick my shit," I told her, boldness in my voice, urging her one. "Go ahead an lick that log, hot and fresh from the oven" Excitedly, she leaned her face closer and now was dragging her tongue where she had moments ago dragged her fingers. And I could feel that tongue too when it encircled the dilated rim of my asshole, just where the shit came out, Ingrid licking anus and shit with eager flickers of her tongue. As I kept shitting, she kept lapping away at my shit with her tongue until, finally, I had emptied my bowels, squeezing out a few more big logs after that first one, Ingrid greedily licking each as it came out of me. She even wrapped her lips around the last one as I pushed it out, giving it a little suck, as you would suck a dildo strapped to a girl. This young wife, so shy at first, and yet so thrilled, proved to be a very dirty woman indeed and I couldn't help teasingly reminding her of this fact. "Down on your knees, sucking my shit, if only others could see you." "Oh God! Don't even say that," she gasped, blushing, then giggling like a slightly guilty but happily wicked schoolgirl sharing a secret with another. Finished using the toilet, finished peeing and shitting, I reached for the roll of toilet paper. But Ingrid gently took hold of my wrist, stopping me. "Let me lick you clean," she said, "can I?" "Of course you can," I said, standing up off the toilet as Ingrid, down on her knees, took her sweet time, took many long minutes licking clean my urine-soaked pubic bush and pissy pussy, and then my sticky, brown anus. Finally she stood up and looked at me, her eyes wide, almost in a trance, her face messy as a careless little girl's, wet with my pee and smudged brown with my shit. She even stick out her tongue like a schoolgirl, coyly but a little lewdly, letting me see it was coated brown from the cleaning. Somehow she looked so utterly, deliciously desirable, wanton and yet demure, a lovely, happy beauty whose simple depravities were just unleashed. That look on her face was priceless as were her next words, so lovingly spoken. "Kiss me, please kiss me..." She was asking me to kiss her, kiss her after she licked me clean, licked the pee off my pussy and the shit off my hole. Could I, would I do this? Taste my own funky wastes on this beauty's lips, her tongue? I thought of myself as a very seasoned, seductive, sexualized and uninhibited woman. But this was new to me, this was definitely out of the ordinary. But now, staring into those big liquid hazel eyes, enraptured by that tender, loving, craving, almost desperate gaze I couldn't help myself as I wrapped my arms around her, drawing her warm smooth body to mine, feeling her breasts against my own as I pressed my lips to hers and kissed her, kissed Ingrid, kissed her passionately, mouths opening, tongues swirling, tasting myself, tasting what I had excreted from my body, the piss, the shit, what Ingrid so longingly craved, sharing this profound intimacy we now shared. Two women. After The Dance Is Over Our friend Marlene is a wonderful woman who is very sensual, and very sexy. I had often thought of making love to her, and she figured in my wife Kay's and my fantasies. We had often talked about making love to Marlene, but nothing had ever come of it, so after several years of friendship, I kinda' gave up, although Kay and I still talked about it. Marlene is a home care nurse, so she is always very touchy, and very loving, so I guess whenever she was cuddly with me or Kay, it always seemed to fit in with her personality, and we took it for just friendship. Marlene, had lived with a guy Mark. We thought he was a jerk, so when they split up about three years ago we were very happy, but what Marlene did next surprised us. There was this attractive, but jock type girl Caroline, who worked in the office of the unit where Marlene was based, and they moved in together! I would never have guessed that Marlene was attracted to women, despite her being very touchy feely with Kay. Kay's slightly bi tendancies now came out more in our fantasy talks, but I was, I guess less sure.However because we were so close, our times together were very intimate, and we started to talk more about our sexual desires. Marlene and Kay especially talked about women making love to other women, and I commented how natural I thought it was. The problem was that Caroline was jealous of our relationship, and always was there, or calling when Marlene was over, so we actually saw very little of her any more. So our talks never went anywhere, and we gradually saw very little of our friend. About six months ago Marlene and Caroline split up, and although we knew it was a sad time for Marlene , we were so happy to be seeing more of our friend again. The other cool thing was that all our sexy talk just grew and grew, and we were in a constant state of arousal when Marlene was around. We went out lots together to movies and dinner and the occasional dance at our club. Last Halloween we went to the club dance and were all feeling a little crazy, Marlene was dressed like Wonder Woman and Kay was dressed like an old time villian. Towards the end of the evening Kay started to dance with Marlene and the guys were teasing asking Kay if she was going to tie up Wonder Woman and have her way with her. The girls played along and it was all good fun. I thought that the girls were really gettting into it, but nobody else seemed to notice. When we left they had their arms around one another and Kay was kissing Marlene's neck, but it still seemed all part of the act. When we got in the car Kay asked Marlene if she wanted to stay over, and Marlene simply replied "Yes!" My cock went immediately hard, and I knew that someone's fantasy had a good chance of coming true that night. We got to our place and Kay immediately put on some music ansd started to dance with Marlene. It was a slow dance and they were holding one another very close. Then Kay took Marlene's face in her hands and said , " I have wanted to do this for over five years". She then put her mouth on Marlene's and they started to kiss. They opened their eyes from time to time, but never broke the kiss, and their costumes seemed to just melt away. I was transfixed, and as I stood there touching my cock through my pants, and feeling it become rock hard, these two women of my desire became naked and sank to the floor in front of me. It was as though Kay had made love to women all her life. The two of them caressed and kissed each other's mouths, their necks, their breasts. It was incredible to watch Kay suck Marlene's nipple and see her arch her body in desire, and pull Kay into her. For the first time Marlene noticed me while my wife seemed oblivious to my presence. She took Kay's nipple in her mouth, and slid her fingers down to Kay's pussy while she kept her eyes on mine. She then alternated between Kay's nipple and mouth while her fingers fucked my sweet wife's pussy. She gradually slid down Kay's body, opening Kay's legs more so that we could both see the response of Kay's body. Kay's body was trembling and she was softly moaning. Marlene would look at me then look at Kay's pussy and fuck her even faster with her fingers. "Would you like to see me suck her?", she asked. All I could do was nod. I didn't know which one was turning me on more, Marlene the sensual seducer or Kay whose lust seemed to overflow, so I just stood there stroking my cock. I was still dressed so it was like watching some incredible sex show, except these women were real and the passion was very, very real. I almost came as Marlene licked Kay for the first time. She still had her fingers in her pussy and was able to fuck her with her fingers while she lashed her pussy with her tongue. It was incredible. Kay's hand came down to Marlene's pussy, and as Marlene spread her legs I saw her pussy ready to be fucked for the first time in our home. It was so beautiful and so different from Kay's. Marlene turned to me and said, " I have dreamed of this for as long as I have known you both, I feel like I want to fuck you both and fuck forever." Kay spread Marlene's pussy lips apart and for the first time noticed me and smiled."It's even better than I imagined Darling. I'm going to suck her for a while, and then I would like it if you would join us." The two of them seemed to ooze into a sixty nine position, and as their bodies undulated in passion I could hear and watch the sounds and sights of tongues and pussies as they fucked one another with their mouths. Kay came first and the Marlene followed with an orgasm that went on and on. Kay slowed her pace and took her fingers out of Marlene's cunt and sensually licked all around her pussy. This seemed to spur Marlene's speed as she pistoned her fingers in and out of Kay while her mouth devoured her pussy. Kay soon sped up again and her body started to heave and she let out a scream of pleasure and came harder than I had ever seen before. Marlene's orgasm seemed to reach another crescendo, and she too came hard. I could see the stain of my cum on my silk pirates costume, and I started to laugh, thinking how ridiculous I must look still in a silly costume with my straining cock pushing my fake wooden sword to the side. Coming out of their lovemaking the girls noticed what I was on about. They both laughed, and Marlene said "I think you look great in that costume, and I thought you looked very handsome tonight, but I think you'd look even better out of it." Then Kay turned naughtily to Marlene and said "We can both play with that other bigger looking sword he's got hidden in his pants!" As I started to undress the girls started stroking one another's hair, with their legs interlocked and their pussies touching, and as they watched they gently kissed and their bodies slowly moved against each other. It was almost too much, and when I finally got my clothes off I could see that my cock was well and truly moist. I moved over and lay beside them, kissing first one then the other and then both together Their lips moved down my body in a trail of gentle kisses until they had had my cock in their mouths, licking and sucking with loud slurps as I felt my cock swell to bursting. I knew I wouldn't last long, and so I told them so. "Don't worry darling," said Kay, "it's your time. We want you to enjoy this as much as we have, and I think Marlene loves your cock as much as I do." She then took my cock deep into her throat while Marlene cupped my balls gently in one hand and stroked Kay's face with the other one, while she looked into my eyes. It was too much , and I knew I couldn't hold on, so I said "I'm going to cum!" As Kay quickened her pace Marlene said simply "Please?" and Kay passed my cock into Marlene's waiting mouth. If it was possible for my lust to increase, it did. Marlene never took her eyes off me, and as I exploded into her mouth she kept sucking while Kay milked my balls. It was a feeling of such pleasure I cannot describe it. Then as I lay down I looked at these two sexy women and realised the wonderful thing we had shared. Marlene had a little tear in her eye as she said, "I have never done that before Tod, and I'm glad it was with you." We all hugged, and felt all close and loving. The gentle kisses that we shared soon grew into more sensual ones, and as Marlene started to caress my cock, I felt it grow with her touches. " Are we going to do this again?" I queried. "I guess so," replied Marlene as she sank her mouth onto my cock and it shot to full size. Kay started kissing me and whispered, "I want to see you fuck her Tod, I want to see your cock in her cunt." She then mashed her mouth into mine in complete and utter lust. Kay bent down and kissed Marlene just as passionately all the time saying between mouthfuls "Fuck him Marlene , fuck him, let me put his cock in you, I want to see you fuck, I want to see his cock in your pussy." This was a side of Kay I had never seen in all the years we had been married, and I realised just what a sexual being she was, and it completely set me free. Marlene and I started kissing, while Kay licked and sucked us both. My cock felt harder and harder, and Marlene got up and poised her beautiful nether lips over me, teasing me while she looked in my eyes. Kay was touching us both and kissing Marlene's breasts and tweaking her nipples. Then Marlene sank down on my cock and I felt like I was home. Kay was very much a part of it as she touched and kissed both of us wherever she could get at. She then asked Marlene to turn around and I had the experience of my life. As I looked at Marlene's sexy back and arse and she pumped up and down on me I felt Kay's mouth start to work its magic on my cock, and I could feel Marlene go into sexual overdrive as Kay's tongue lapped at her clit. It was magic. Kay was playing us like an orchestra and fulfilling all her own desires at the same time. Once more I felt my cock swell to what felt like an incredible size, as I heard first Marlene and then Kay voice their pleasure as they both came. Kay started to talk to me as I began that journey where I knew I was going to cum. "Fuck her Darling, your cock looks so beautiful and her cunt, oh I just want to lick it and suck it and fuck it." This started to turn Marlene on again, and she started to buck harder, then screamed at Kay "Kiss me, oh please kiss me". Kay knelt up, sat astride my legs and rubbed her pussy on my thigh as she leant into Marlene's mouth. Their moans were smothered as their mouths fused together. As my seed spurted upward, I felt wonder watching these two creatures loving one another while they satisfied my pleasure. We collapsed in a heap and just lay there looking at one another, no one saying a word. Kay broke the spell by asking, "Oh! did I offer anyone a drink?" Marlene and I started to laugh, and Kay queried quite seriously, "What are you two laughing about?" My darling may be an animal when it comes to love making, but she's a lady when it comes to company, especially after she's got her rocks off.